Yoshiki's Picnic - 12

Part twelve - Shout to the Heavens

Rolly looked from the bus to Yoshiki and from Yoshiki to the bus. He looked back and forth between the two as the bus careened speedily towards Yoshiki, ready to smash Yoshiki's feeble body to bits and pieces of mere flesh. Rolly became rather anxious.

"STOP FUCKING AROUND BUS!" He screamed in anguish. But the bus did not stop fucking around nor did it even slow down. It only maintained its current velocity right toward Yoshiki. This angered Rolly. He was so fed up with bus drivers and their out-of-controll buses that he just couldn't take it any more. He was absolutely irate and raging inside and he bent himself back and screamed to the sky. Then he ripped at his body suit and ripped the chest open wider. Yoshiki did not have a chance to see just how far Rolly might have ripped his body suit open as he was staring at the bus in fear.

Several versions were told of how far Rolly ripped his bodysuit. Some say all the way past the crotch, others say to right above it. Some said Rolly wore no underwear at all others said spotted briefs. No one really knows for sure as there was not much time to examine just what the sequenced bodysuit had chosen to reveal through its rip.

Rolly screamed and jumped in front of Yoshiki. "YOU'LL NOT RAPE YOSHIKI'S LIFE A WAY TO DAY BUS! YOU WILL BE THE ONE WHO IS RAPED." He absolutely screamed at the top of his lungs. Then he jumped. But he did not just jump. He super jumped and flew at least five feet into the air and spun around. The bus was gaining on Yoshiki now and Yoshiki feared for the only life he had. His own.

But Rolly wasn't prepared to let the bus take that from Yoshiki. He landed back on the ground after his display and kneeled on one knee, then looked up into the buses winshield, smirking. "COME ON BUS. I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP." He said grinning now. However, the bus was not intimidated by Rolly's display of animosity and continued streaking toward the two Japanese.

The bus, now only twenty feet away, flashed its headlights in warning and the two noticed it but did not heed it.

"It's warning us, Rolly!" Yoshiki cried.

"Ignore it, Yoshiki-chan." Said Rolly, forcefully, turning around and putting his arms on Yoshiki's shoulders. "I've never told you this before but I really like you, ne, Yo-chan. You always have a smile on your face even if it is a mean one and I really admire that in a person. I'm not sure if I am by sexual or what but I really like your smell and the look of you and I wish some day to also know what you taste of. Ne, Yo-kun? Iie, it is not just a wish, it is a want. A will, even. I want to know you, koibito. In ways no one has ever known you. I want to be able to run with you through a field as we strip off our clothes. I want to know every inch and centimeter of you. And also, your beautiful soul."

"Ro...Rolly-kun! I don't kno--"
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! HONK! HONK HONK!! BEEEEEP!! The bus screamed at the two. Rolly spun his head around and looked over his shoulders at the crazed bus. If this had all been a movie, the camera would have zoomed straight into Rolly to show his eyes because they were so fierce. But this was not a movie, it was reality. This was so real no movie could recreate it. And despite how savagely aggressive his eyes were, the bus did not swerve, running into the fence. No, it only hastened in its approach of the two performers.

"Oh, Jesus Rolly, be on the qui vive for that bus!" Issay screamed to his companion. Rolly needed no further instructions and whirled around to face the demented bus. The bus was about to hit them now, but Rolly had something to say about that. He began to run for the bus instead and jumped right before they met and shot his foot out. He kicked the bus with such grace, smacking his glittering platform shoe into the buses' head with such incredible power that it flew up into the air and rolled over and over in the sky. The people on the bus went round and round, round and round, round and round, until it crashed to the ground exploding in a pile of flames. The bus passengers tried to break out of the windows, but this particular crazed bus was armed with shatter-proof glass, and the passengers found themselves to be burning alive. The bus driver screamed with rage and threw his cap out the window as the bus blew up into a billion pieces of burning hot metal and bone.

Rolly was thrown from the impact, then landing in the park grass and sliding several feet through the dirt into the park fence with his head. He just lied there for several moments as Yoshiki ran over to him after retying his shoelaces.

"Ohmigawsh, Rolly!!! Are you okay??" He squealed, Rolling rolly over. Rolly groaned and rubbed his head. "Kyaaa, what happened. Rolly-kun's head really hurts. ): " he exclaimed, laughing like a goon. Rolly rolled over and over then jumped to his feet.

"Ah, about what you said earlier to me, Rolly..." Yoshiki started to say. "Huh?? Nani? When did Rolly-chan say something, Yoshiki-samaaaaa!!" Rolly shouted, his eyes beginning to water. Yoshiki's eyes widened as he looked at Rolly. Oh my goodness, he thought, I wonder if he lost his memory do too a temporal lobe trauma fracture. If that fence caused a cuncussion on him he could have lost his memories of what happened just now. Oh, that is really terrible.

Rolly was running around the park doing cartwheels now and shaking his bottom about. That Rolly, Yoshiki laughed to himself. Sometimes I think he is a little like Gackt. Maybe I could learn to love him some day after all.

"Ewww, Yoshiki-sama, why are you looking at Rolly-chan like that. You're making him feel that you're a gay or a by sexual. ): Kowai! Don't make Rolly-chan so uncomfortable like that!!" Rolly cried and wriggled with discomfort, rolling back and forth on his heels energetically and thrusting his arms behind him. He then turned and ran off to the picnic with the others, throwing his arms and legs everywhere and doing the occasional cartwheel. He tripped several times but picked himself back up immediately, skipping onward.

Yoshiki sighed and also began to walk back to the picnic. He didn't stop and sit down until he had reached the group and accepted a cup of apple-crazeberry juice from Közi, sipping it quietly. His thoughts drifted back to hide and he contemplated how much he hated this world and his own life. Why do I even bother. What point is there any more. . . . .

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