Thursday, tomorrow.

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Hayase POV

Me and the lonersquad were hanging out in the stairwell. I had zoned out and my mind eventually went to my crush. I, Bushida Hayase, liked a fucking idiot. We are complete opposites. I'm taller than him, my hair is curly and silver, I have common sense. He's 6'1, eyes green clashing with his black hair. His hair had blue highlights, which I dyed a couple months ago.

I was playing DBZ on my phone and listening in to Kenma talk on the phone with Kuroo. I heard some second years walking down the steps and immediately recognized his voice. The dipshits. Kuroo, Kitsune, Atsumu, and Osamu were coming down the steps. Shit. A smooth R&B rhythm filled the stair well causing me and my friends to turn around. Kistune was about to tell a shitty joke.

PLAY MUSIC

Kitsune Kuroo Miya twins Hayase  all 

"Wait a minute man." 

"Hey, check this out, tell it."

"It was this blind man right?"

"Man check this out-"

"It was this bling man right? He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Hey, he walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?"

"Fish market?"

"He stopped, he took a deep breathe, he said, Woo. Good morning, ladies."

Laughter filled the small hallway.

"You like that shit, man?"

"That's pretty good."

"Hey, man, I got a gang of that shit, man. I'll tell you what-"

"My man on the guitar, fool on the drums."

"Everybody just crowd around the mic, I'll tell you all these mutha-fuckin' jokes. But first I'm a start it off like this."

"Hey, help me sing it homeboy!"

Ah. Here we go again. 

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.

We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.

And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns,

Singing them dirty rap songs

Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong,

Sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.

So roll, roll, roll my joint.

Pick out the seeds and stems.

Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims.

So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coup de Ville.

If my tapes and my cds just don't sell,

I bet my caddy will.

Well it was just sundown in a small white town.

They call it Eastside Palmdale.

When the Afroman walked through the white land, houses went up for sale.

Well, I was standin' on the corner sellin' rap cd's

When I met a little girl named Jan.

I let her ride in my Caddy

Cause I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Klu Klux Klan.

We fucked on the bed, fucked on the flo',

Fucked so long, I grew a fuckin' afro.

Then I fucked to the left, fucked to the right.

She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white.

I thought to myself, Sheba, Sheba! Got my ass lookin' like a Zebra!

I pulled on my clothes and I was on my way,

Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet.

I ran, I jumped out the back window,

But her daddy, he was waitin' with a 2 x 4.

Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right.

The mutha-fucker whooped my ass all night.

But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad, that's the best damn pussy I ever had.

I got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine.

I'm a fuck that bitch just one more time.

Damn. Even though he's a fucking idiot. Kitsu is so handsome. Me and the others were laughing at the group as they sang along to the ridiculous song. They listen to a lot of music. I can sing but nobody knows. I prefer to keep it to myself. I'm skipping soccer practice tomorrow just to sing at the contest as well as support Kenma and Keiji. I've accepted the fact that I have a crush of Kitsu, though he doesn't like me back. (A/N: surprise motherfucker. btw im sorry the song just fit so well with the crackhead gang.) He often sneaks over at night to play video games. One time we fell asleep cuddling but I choose to remember that it was simply platonic. Just hearing his voice makes me fucking melt. Goddamn. Let's hope he doesn't go to the singing concert. 

I met this lady in Hollywood. (hollywood)

She had green hair, but damn she looked good.

I took her to my house, cause she was fine,

But she whipped out a dick that was bigger than mine.

I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African.

I fucked her once, (once)

 I fucked her twice. (twice)

I ate that pussy like shrimp fried rice.

Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya. (tell ya)

I met a woman in the heart of Australia. 

Had a big butt and big titties, too,

Might as well join, huh Hayase?


See, I met this lady from Hawaii.

Stuck it in her ass, and she said, ay!

Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch,

Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch.

Met Colonel Sander's wife in the state of Kentucky.

She said, I'll fry some chicken if you just fuck me.

I came in her mouth.

It was a crisis.

I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices.

Kitsune looked at me with with surprise in his eyes. Man I really like him. 


Fuck my life up Takeshi Kitsune...


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