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Post by ariana on Jun 26, 2011 23:34:50 GMT -5
Character(s): Ren Yukio & Ayame Natsuri Time: 10:15am Location: Hallway Ren was angry. Again. Shocking. He wasn't sure if he didn't know why, or... if he was just denying it. "...No. No! No no no, that can't be right. What the fuck am I thinking?! That guy didn't even do anything. So why am I so-" before he could finish his thoughts, he punched the closest locker that was near him. Behind him, he could hear a familiar voice - no, he could hear Ayame calling him. "Are you serious?! The fuck does she want now.." he thought as he turned around with a dented locker beside him. "What." He growled. "Wasn't I clear a few minutes ago when I said 'I wasn't in the mood to listen to bullshit'?" he exclaimed. He crossed his arms and waited for a worth while reply from the blonde girl that wouldn't just leave him alone. |
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Post by hannah on Jun 26, 2011 23:43:26 GMT -5
Ayame breathed heavily, but not from running, from the lashing she knew she'd get from Ren when she finally caught up to him. As she neared, she noticed the damaged locker, and Ren's reddened fist, crossed across his chest.
"I know you're upset." she said sternly. "But that doesn't give you the right to yell at people. Atticus was just being friendly."
A film of anger accumulated between them. He was angry at her for following him, and at himself for overreacting, and at pretty much everyone for seemingly no reason at all, while she was upset with him for running from his problems and using violence and volume to keep people away from him.
"Not everyone is out to get you, Ren."
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Post by ariana on Jun 26, 2011 23:55:32 GMT -5
Ren flinched as Ayame pretty much admitted something he was scared to for all these years. He clenched his teeth and looked down. "How did she... pick up so quickly?" He thought. I mean, yeah, they did know each other for a long time. But that's when they were kids. That didn't count. How long has it been, a few days since they met, and now she can read him like a book? "Nonsense", he thought.
"I don't give a shit if he was being friendly or not." Ren said, "He was annoying, so I gave him a piece of my mind." He looked straight into her eyes. "What the fuck do you know about me, Ayame? You know nothing." His voice got louder and louder. He had everything he had to say planned right in his head. But what was it worth saying? Was it worth another argument? More awkward moments and pauses?
That's what was stopping him. What was he doing. Ayame was his friend. His friend. Ren started shaking and he covered his mouth. His mind was so full of angry words and insults - but now, it was completely empty.
He didn't know what to say to her anymore. He didn't want to make her cry, God no. Anything but that. Ren leaned against the dented locker and put his hands in his pockets, waiting for another lecture from the girl who know him better than he knew himself.
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Post by hannah on Jun 27, 2011 0:10:40 GMT -5
She remained unmoved, and unafraid of Ren, regardless of the damage he could do. Not physically, but emotionally. Despite all the control he had over her, and the strain he'd put on her heart, she couldn't just leave him, and let his anxiety swallow him up.
"I'm not going to lecture you anymore, because you don't care what I say." She stared at him intensely. "And even though you don't, I'm willing to stay by your side because I can't get that image out of my mind."
Still dry-eyed, she stepped closer to him. "Do you know what I'm talking about? That time... that day we first met Yousuke, and I got separated from you guys, and even though it was dark, and you were pissed, you still came looking for me. I never forgot that, Ren. But I'm beginning to think you have."
She took one final step closer. "Please don't forget those times just because of things that happened in between then and now."
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Post by ariana on Jun 27, 2011 0:53:03 GMT -5
Ren flipped his hair as he looked up a bit, still leaning against the locker. "Well, at least you know that much." Ren replied as he smirked. She was wrong. He cared more than he should have. He cared a lot. And that was scaring him.
Each step she took Ren's heart would skip a beat. "What the fuck is wrong with me." He thought to himself as he wasn't sure whether or not to take a step back. He eyed her every movement - and there she was again, repeating another memory they had when they were younger.
"...But I'm beginning to think you have."
He rolled his eyes at her assumption, "Of course I fucking remember." He snapped, "How could I not? If I didn't remember I wouldn't be here talking to you right now." He placed his hand over his forehead - "I wouldn't even know who you are if it weren't for that... memory." He sighed. That memory stuck out to him the most of all the memories they had together. He usually tries to forget 'pointless' childhood memories, but as 'pointless' as this one was he just couldn't erase it.
"I'll say this once and I'll say it again." He murmured as he glared at her from the corner of his eye, "I've changed."
He stood up straight and faced her, "We all did. Yousuke - being all mature, you.. being... whatever." He sighed, "Yes, Ayame, those times did happen. But how is that relevant to what's happening this very moment? The.. past is the past. And I've learned that the hard way." He started to talk a few steps back.
"You don't know me."
That was just like Ren - denying everything until he was backed up into a corner without a way out. He'll do anything to avoid the painful truth - anything.
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Post by hannah on Jun 27, 2011 1:25:11 GMT -5
"How is it relevant? HOW IS IT RELEVANT?" She was getting angrier as she felt him pushing her away. "How isn't it relevant? It's because of that day that I decided to come to this school, even though I didn't want to, just so I could see you again!
"I know you've been hurt, and I know that you're still being hurt, but just how long do you think you can lock yourself up. You're just causing yourself more pain by avoiding the subject. You can throw around all this 'you don't know me' all you want, but you can't hide from the fact that no one knows you as well as me or Yousuke."
Now she was scared. She had said too much, and she'd hit a nerve she hadn't intended to. Well, he had to face the facts. He couldn't just run forever. Reminding herself that she was doing it for his own good, she marched up to him and slapped him across the face.
"I'm sorry."
No, she wasn't.
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Post by ariana on Jun 27, 2011 2:13:26 GMT -5
Ren just stood there as Ayame exploded. He predicted this would happen. He just... listened to her scream at him and didn't do anything. Because no matter what he said couldn't fix the mistakes he made.
When she finally paused, he thought maybe it was his chance to say something. He was trying his best to hold back his anger, and tried to talk.
"Ayame I'm so-"
But that was unfortunately interrupted with a sharp pain in his cheek. His eyes widened - a lot. "She just... sl.." his thoughts couldn't even process properly, he was in shock. Never once in his life has he ever been slapped in the face.
"I'm sorry." Ayame said emotionlessly. Ren's eyes lit up with frustration, anger and impatience. "SORRY?!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. His cheek was bright red, and he wasn't going to settle for a pathetic 'sorry' to heal it.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE FUCKING SORRY?! GOD DAMNIT, AYAME." He punched the same locker again - multiple times. "God, I cannot STAND YOU. I'm trying my fucking best here to 'please' you, but God damnit you don't have to slap me across the fucking face." He punched the locker again, taking out all his built in anger onto it.
"I'M FUCKING SICK OF THIS"
He stormed out, kicking everything in his sight. Did he really mean what he said this time? Probably not. But he was sure he was - but little did he know that he probably hurt himself more than he expected to.
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Post by hannah on Jun 27, 2011 2:22:46 GMT -5
Her eyes were stuck to the floor as he exploded, just as she knew he would. This was exactly what she was expecting. She knew he'd be angry, and he knew he'd say what he wanted. She also knew that he would say things that would hurt her, and she was prepared for that.
As he stormed off, she looked up, just enough to watch him walk away. She hated looking at his back, and she really didn't hate many things, but seeing his back meant that he had turned away, and that was something she could never fathom. Back when they were children, even if they were upset with one another, she'd never see his back for long, but lately, it was all she saw of him.
She smiled bitterly. "I know you can't stand me, Ren." she mumbled. "You never could, but you still stayed by my side, and that's why I refuse to leave you alone."
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