After Rolly had been rescued so galantly by Sugizio, he began to notice the mysterious transfer student a lot more often. During class instead of reading his textbook he would catch himself watching the peculiar addition to their class out of the corner of his eye.
Sugizio seemed to notice the attention but ignored it as it seemed unobtrusive. Rolly however, was determined to learn more about the new boy and carefully took note of his daily habits. It wasn't until several days later that Rolly's quiet spying came to an end and he worked up the courage to interact with young Sugizio.
Sugizio was in the cafeteria, eating his Japanese sandwich unabashedly, biting into its tender flesh with abandon, swallowing it to depths where it would later be slowly digested and eventually evacuated. Rolly spotted him from several feet away, noticing that he ate alone and without company. He approached the sandwiching student slowly from behind, stopping a few feet from him. Rolly was nervous and afraid of the transfer student, and he couldn't find the nerve to get his attention so he stood behind him awkwardly, fidgeting and blustering.
"Can I help you?" the transfer student suddenly asked. Rolly gasped, covering his mouth. "Oh, uhm," he said through his fingers. "I'm sorry, I was just... Can I sit next to you?" There was a long pause as Sugizio chewed through his sandwich. "I suppose," he said. "Oh, thank you," he said sitting down. "How's your day going?" he asked. "Same as always, I would guess." "Oh, I see. Mine too." "Fascinating." "Yeah.." Rolly said, removing his hands from over his mouth.
After a long period of silent chewing from Sugizio, Rolly leaned over and pulled his power ranger lunch box out from his back pack, quietly pulling out the lunch contents from its plastic bowels. He inaudibly nibbled on some shredded parsnips, chancing a few glances at the stoic Sugizio, who merely stared straight ahead, gnawing on his pickled sandwich.
"Ano...." Rolly mumbled.
Sugizio said nothing, looking to Rolly then looking away again, staring off into some seemingly endless abyss.
"Well, eto... I was thinking. Maybe..." Rolly stuttered, staring at his radish intently. "Maybe you and I could...could hang out sometime," he stumbled out, his face turning red. "In school, I mean. Or maybe...maybe after school too sometimes."
Sugizio was silent for a few moments before he stood up suddenly. He paused again where he stood, and looked at Rolly. "Pass," he said bluntly, before turning to leave.
"But... But no one's ever stood up for me before! I thought.." Rolly sniffed, looking down at his bright yellow lunch box.
"You thought what? Thought we'd be buddies? I didn't do that for you. I gave those dumbasses what they deserved. Don't think it was some act of kindness," Sugizio said coldly, over his soldier. He said what he said then walked off, leaving Rolly sniffling over his lunch. He gripped the edges of the tablet, wondering why. Why? he wondered. Why does everyone treat me like this? Why doesn't anyone like me? He bit his tongue, trying to hold back the tears that were nearly foaming in his eyes. If he was seen crying he'd be made fun of severely, but it wasn't as though school could get any worse for poor lonely Rolly. He hadn't had one friend in school since kindergarten and at the idea of finally making one he'd been so happy. But his happiness turned out to be in vain, and his hopes were crushed by a single word. Pass.
Yes, Rolly thought bitterly to himself, That's what everyone thinks about me. Pass. His eyes began to fill up with water now. Pass. His lips trembled and he choked, spluttering into his lunchbox. Pass. He furiously grabbed at his lunch items, throwing them into his powered ranger box and pushing off from the table. Pass. He ran towards the hallway, not knowing where, but running. Pass. As he ran threw a desserted hallway he rubbed at his eyes, wiping wet from them, but while he was doing this his eyes were temporarily strained with the pressure and obstruction and he failed to see as he ran right into a group of boys.
"Ah!" Rolly shouted, falling over backwards, his lunch box falling open and lying there naked like a discarded prostitute, putting its pickled and barely edible contents on display for the world to witness. "S..sumimasen." Rolly said, rubbing the tears from his eyeballs.
"Augh! You little tasselweaver!" one of the boys squelched. "I spilled my latte, you twot!!" Sure enough Rolly could see that a few droplets of late coffee goodness stood proudly on its bearer's shoes, like a spattering of poisoned blood on a dead man's unused dagger. "Ah, I'm sorry... Gomen nasai!" Rolly grumbled, finding himself in trouble again.
"Is that all you got to say, worm?" the boy said. "Surely you can do better than that. Why don't you lick it off for me instead of useless apologies?" he asked, laughing cruelely.
"Wh...what? No, I'm not going to do that!" Rolly said, his eyebrows going up with concern for his situation. It was not a good situation to find oneself in, and with intellect like Rolly's that was easy enough to deduse.
"Oh, the lemon actually has enough guts to stand up for himself for once. Well, we'll teach him what good that does, won't we?? Let's find out what he looks like wearing latte," he said, laughing loudly while the rest of the boys joined in. Rolly's heart sunk. This was the only uniform he had and he'd just washed it last night after he'd been pushed in the mud by a reckless biker. His mother was getting frustrated with him for using so much water, but he didn't want to smell like coffee all week! He didn't know what to do, and only felt more like crying now. He looked up to see the mean boy lift his coffee, ready to poor it on Rolly's head. Said owner of head turned said head down in anticipation of the coffee about to fall on it, not wishing it to get in his eyes, but the coffee bath never came.
Instead Rolly looked up to see a foot fly over his head, which subsequently kicked the coffee out of the hands of the boy where it instead flew right into his face. Rolly couldn't believe it, but it was real and the boy simply stood amazed, his precious latte dripping down his face and uniform. "Aa....Augh!!!" He gurgled. Rolly couldn't believe his luck and swirled around. Now he couldn't believe his eyes instead, as he saw his savior, the amazing Sugizio.
"S-Sugizio-san!!" Rolly said, in awe. Sugizio said nothing to him, but walked in front of Rolly and stood between him and the bullies of the day.
"Who the heck do you think you are, you flipping jerkface! Shoot!! You are so dead, you son of a gun!" one of the boys yelled, enthusiastically. Sugizio only stared at them, managing to glare at them without any emotion to speak of.
One of them lunged from the pack and aimed a punch a Sugizio's head. Sugizio merely extended his arm, punching the boy first and knocking him immediately unconscience. The other boys gackt, but were not swayed, and this time two lunged at Sugizio, who this time flung out both arms, knocking both boys unconscious at once. Only the latte-drinker and his main man were left now and they growled at Sugizio like hungry dogs waiting to devour their pray.
They too threw themselves at Sugizio, but he quickly disposed of them so easily that it doesn't need to even be put into words. When he was satisfied from looking at the pile of unconscious bodies before him he turned to Rolly who was sniffling and staring at Sugizio in awe.
Sugizio bent over and picked up the Rolly lunch container, closing it with a kaclick. He looked at Rolly then, who seemed to be in a state of mild shock. He sighed and stood on his feet, grabbing Rolly by the arm and also pulling him to his feet. "Come along. We don't want to be found here." And with that they walked away from the pile of latte drinkers to a quiet empty classroom, Rolly being pulled along by the arm, forcefully but gently, and Sugizio silently leading him.
"...Thank you," Rolly said quietly, once they were alone.
"It was nothing," replied Sugizio, releasing Rolly's arm.
"Yeah, it was!! I mean...it was something," Rolly said, looking at the ground. "To me."
"Well, whatever. I just happened to be around there," Sugizio said, facing the wall. "Lucky for you, I guess. Anyway, I have better things to be doing." He turned and walked toward the door, making to leave.
"W...wait!" Rolly gasped, stepping after him. "Can you....Can you teach...me?" He asked quietly, blushing.
"Teach you? Teach you what?" Sugizio asked, looking at him suspiciously over his shoulder.
"How to...y'know..." said Rolly, his face aflame, as Sugizio stared unblinking. "To...fight back. You're so strong! I wish...I wish I could be like you."
"Don't be ridiculous. Why the hell would I want to do that?" Sugizio asked, narrowing his eyes.
Rolly lowered his eyes to the ground, sniffling quietly. "I... I just want to be strong. I don't want to be treated this way anymore," he stuttered emotionally.
"...." Sugizio turned to face the door and seemed to hang his head slightly. "Fine. If you can keep up. If not, you gotta piss off." At that he slid the door open and left, without another word or glance.
Rolly stared at the door amazedly. He'd been certain Sugizio was going to refuse him again and again. He couldn't believe his ears, and simply stood in the classroom in astonishmentness. After a few moments of confusion, he realized he'd been smiling. He'd learned something about Sugizio today. As he walked toward the door his smile grew larger with his thoughts and soon he was positively grinning.
"Maybe we will be buddies after all", he whispered, sliding the door shut quietly behind him and walking into the hustle of the school.
Sugizio seemed to notice the attention but ignored it as it seemed unobtrusive. Rolly however, was determined to learn more about the new boy and carefully took note of his daily habits. It wasn't until several days later that Rolly's quiet spying came to an end and he worked up the courage to interact with young Sugizio.
Sugizio was in the cafeteria, eating his Japanese sandwich unabashedly, biting into its tender flesh with abandon, swallowing it to depths where it would later be slowly digested and eventually evacuated. Rolly spotted him from several feet away, noticing that he ate alone and without company. He approached the sandwiching student slowly from behind, stopping a few feet from him. Rolly was nervous and afraid of the transfer student, and he couldn't find the nerve to get his attention so he stood behind him awkwardly, fidgeting and blustering.
"Can I help you?" the transfer student suddenly asked. Rolly gasped, covering his mouth. "Oh, uhm," he said through his fingers. "I'm sorry, I was just... Can I sit next to you?" There was a long pause as Sugizio chewed through his sandwich. "I suppose," he said. "Oh, thank you," he said sitting down. "How's your day going?" he asked. "Same as always, I would guess." "Oh, I see. Mine too." "Fascinating." "Yeah.." Rolly said, removing his hands from over his mouth.
After a long period of silent chewing from Sugizio, Rolly leaned over and pulled his power ranger lunch box out from his back pack, quietly pulling out the lunch contents from its plastic bowels. He inaudibly nibbled on some shredded parsnips, chancing a few glances at the stoic Sugizio, who merely stared straight ahead, gnawing on his pickled sandwich.
"Ano...." Rolly mumbled.
Sugizio said nothing, looking to Rolly then looking away again, staring off into some seemingly endless abyss.
"Well, eto... I was thinking. Maybe..." Rolly stuttered, staring at his radish intently. "Maybe you and I could...could hang out sometime," he stumbled out, his face turning red. "In school, I mean. Or maybe...maybe after school too sometimes."
Sugizio was silent for a few moments before he stood up suddenly. He paused again where he stood, and looked at Rolly. "Pass," he said bluntly, before turning to leave.
"But... But no one's ever stood up for me before! I thought.." Rolly sniffed, looking down at his bright yellow lunch box.
"You thought what? Thought we'd be buddies? I didn't do that for you. I gave those dumbasses what they deserved. Don't think it was some act of kindness," Sugizio said coldly, over his soldier. He said what he said then walked off, leaving Rolly sniffling over his lunch. He gripped the edges of the tablet, wondering why. Why? he wondered. Why does everyone treat me like this? Why doesn't anyone like me? He bit his tongue, trying to hold back the tears that were nearly foaming in his eyes. If he was seen crying he'd be made fun of severely, but it wasn't as though school could get any worse for poor lonely Rolly. He hadn't had one friend in school since kindergarten and at the idea of finally making one he'd been so happy. But his happiness turned out to be in vain, and his hopes were crushed by a single word. Pass.
Yes, Rolly thought bitterly to himself, That's what everyone thinks about me. Pass. His eyes began to fill up with water now. Pass. His lips trembled and he choked, spluttering into his lunchbox. Pass. He furiously grabbed at his lunch items, throwing them into his powered ranger box and pushing off from the table. Pass. He ran towards the hallway, not knowing where, but running. Pass. As he ran threw a desserted hallway he rubbed at his eyes, wiping wet from them, but while he was doing this his eyes were temporarily strained with the pressure and obstruction and he failed to see as he ran right into a group of boys.
"Ah!" Rolly shouted, falling over backwards, his lunch box falling open and lying there naked like a discarded prostitute, putting its pickled and barely edible contents on display for the world to witness. "S..sumimasen." Rolly said, rubbing the tears from his eyeballs.
"Augh! You little tasselweaver!" one of the boys squelched. "I spilled my latte, you twot!!" Sure enough Rolly could see that a few droplets of late coffee goodness stood proudly on its bearer's shoes, like a spattering of poisoned blood on a dead man's unused dagger. "Ah, I'm sorry... Gomen nasai!" Rolly grumbled, finding himself in trouble again.
"Is that all you got to say, worm?" the boy said. "Surely you can do better than that. Why don't you lick it off for me instead of useless apologies?" he asked, laughing cruelely.
"Wh...what? No, I'm not going to do that!" Rolly said, his eyebrows going up with concern for his situation. It was not a good situation to find oneself in, and with intellect like Rolly's that was easy enough to deduse.
"Oh, the lemon actually has enough guts to stand up for himself for once. Well, we'll teach him what good that does, won't we?? Let's find out what he looks like wearing latte," he said, laughing loudly while the rest of the boys joined in. Rolly's heart sunk. This was the only uniform he had and he'd just washed it last night after he'd been pushed in the mud by a reckless biker. His mother was getting frustrated with him for using so much water, but he didn't want to smell like coffee all week! He didn't know what to do, and only felt more like crying now. He looked up to see the mean boy lift his coffee, ready to poor it on Rolly's head. Said owner of head turned said head down in anticipation of the coffee about to fall on it, not wishing it to get in his eyes, but the coffee bath never came.
Instead Rolly looked up to see a foot fly over his head, which subsequently kicked the coffee out of the hands of the boy where it instead flew right into his face. Rolly couldn't believe it, but it was real and the boy simply stood amazed, his precious latte dripping down his face and uniform. "Aa....Augh!!!" He gurgled. Rolly couldn't believe his luck and swirled around. Now he couldn't believe his eyes instead, as he saw his savior, the amazing Sugizio.
"S-Sugizio-san!!" Rolly said, in awe. Sugizio said nothing to him, but walked in front of Rolly and stood between him and the bullies of the day.
"Who the heck do you think you are, you flipping jerkface! Shoot!! You are so dead, you son of a gun!" one of the boys yelled, enthusiastically. Sugizio only stared at them, managing to glare at them without any emotion to speak of.
One of them lunged from the pack and aimed a punch a Sugizio's head. Sugizio merely extended his arm, punching the boy first and knocking him immediately unconscience. The other boys gackt, but were not swayed, and this time two lunged at Sugizio, who this time flung out both arms, knocking both boys unconscious at once. Only the latte-drinker and his main man were left now and they growled at Sugizio like hungry dogs waiting to devour their pray.
They too threw themselves at Sugizio, but he quickly disposed of them so easily that it doesn't need to even be put into words. When he was satisfied from looking at the pile of unconscious bodies before him he turned to Rolly who was sniffling and staring at Sugizio in awe.
Sugizio bent over and picked up the Rolly lunch container, closing it with a kaclick. He looked at Rolly then, who seemed to be in a state of mild shock. He sighed and stood on his feet, grabbing Rolly by the arm and also pulling him to his feet. "Come along. We don't want to be found here." And with that they walked away from the pile of latte drinkers to a quiet empty classroom, Rolly being pulled along by the arm, forcefully but gently, and Sugizio silently leading him.
"...Thank you," Rolly said quietly, once they were alone.
"It was nothing," replied Sugizio, releasing Rolly's arm.
"Yeah, it was!! I mean...it was something," Rolly said, looking at the ground. "To me."
"Well, whatever. I just happened to be around there," Sugizio said, facing the wall. "Lucky for you, I guess. Anyway, I have better things to be doing." He turned and walked toward the door, making to leave.
"W...wait!" Rolly gasped, stepping after him. "Can you....Can you teach...me?" He asked quietly, blushing.
"Teach you? Teach you what?" Sugizio asked, looking at him suspiciously over his shoulder.
"How to...y'know..." said Rolly, his face aflame, as Sugizio stared unblinking. "To...fight back. You're so strong! I wish...I wish I could be like you."
"Don't be ridiculous. Why the hell would I want to do that?" Sugizio asked, narrowing his eyes.
Rolly lowered his eyes to the ground, sniffling quietly. "I... I just want to be strong. I don't want to be treated this way anymore," he stuttered emotionally.
"...." Sugizio turned to face the door and seemed to hang his head slightly. "Fine. If you can keep up. If not, you gotta piss off." At that he slid the door open and left, without another word or glance.
Rolly stared at the door amazedly. He'd been certain Sugizio was going to refuse him again and again. He couldn't believe his ears, and simply stood in the classroom in astonishmentness. After a few moments of confusion, he realized he'd been smiling. He'd learned something about Sugizio today. As he walked toward the door his smile grew larger with his thoughts and soon he was positively grinning.
"Maybe we will be buddies after all", he whispered, sliding the door shut quietly behind him and walking into the hustle of the school.
2 comments:
Rolly's a Sugizio-stalker! [gasps] But I guess Rolly just needs someone to look up to, because Sugizio is just so much cooler than everyone else, with his fancy cape and mask! D: Rolly will need glitter to overcome such coolness and become cool in his own right!!! [fist of glittery glory]
Sugizio was in the cafeteria, eating his Japanese sandwich unabashedly, biting into its tender flesh with abandon, swallowing it to depths where it would later be slowly digested and eventually evacuated.
Where can I get a JAPANESE SANDWICH?!!?! Hahahaha. So lame. And um. What a wonderful description of the great world of digestion. I'm surprised you didn't go into a whole spiel about digestive juices and the wonders of peristalsis. D:
After a long period of silent chewing from Sugizio, Rolly leaned over and pulled his power ranger lunch box out from his back pack, quietly pulling out the lunch contents from its plastic bowels.
CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE! Hahahaha! [claps, laughs]
You: This isn't supposed to be cute!
Me: But it is! T__T [feels for rolly] D:
"Well, eto... I was thinking. Maybe..." Rolly stuttered, staring at his radish intently. "Maybe you and I could...could hang out sometime," he stumbled out, his face turning red. "In school, I mean. Or maybe...maybe after school too sometimes."
Awww, Rolly wants to go on a date with Sugizio! hahahhahahahhaha.
You: NO HE DOESN'T. SHUT UP.
Me: Aw. But it's so cuuuuute.
You: NO IT'S NOT. SHUT UP.
Sugizio was silent for a few moments before he stood up suddenly. He paused again where he stood, and looked at Rolly. "Pass," he said bluntly, before turning to leave.
[gasps!] Then he gets REJECTED. Ouch, Sugizio, OUCH! Poor Rolly! [laughs, sniffles] I randomly wonder if Rolly had fried hair and crazy makeup at this time in his non-j-rockin' life! Hahahahaha.
"But... But no one's ever stood up for me before! I thought.." Rolly sniffed, looking down at his bright yellow lunch box.
Aw, that is just such a sad image. Hahahahha. Does he like the Yellow Ranger then?! He's all about Asian Pride, I see. [was a yellow fan, aswell] XD Aw, that chick is dead now, though. The horrors of not wearing a seatbelt, y'know. [clicks tongue] D:
If he was seen crying he'd be made fun of severely, but it wasn't as though school could get any worse for poor lonely Rolly. He hadn't had one friend in school since kindergarten and at the idea of finally making one he'd been so happy. But his happiness turned out to be in vain, and his hopes were crushed by a single word. Pass.
[sniffles, hugs rolly] IT'S OK, ROLLY. I'LL BE YOUR FRIEND! [criiiiiies] T__T What's a Rolly to do?!
"Ah!" Rolly shouted, falling over backwards, his lunch box falling open and lying there naked like a discarded prostitute, putting its pickled and barely edible contents on display for the world to witness.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. That is by far one of my favorite descriptions from you. So wrong. Yet so perfect. Hahahhahahahaha.
This was the only uniform he had and he'd just washed it last night after he'd been pushed in the mud by a reckless biker. His mother was getting frustrated with him for using so much water, but he didn't want to smell like coffee all week!
Hahahahaha. Poor Rolly. Is he...poor. D: He sure seems like he would be. [laughing] I can sympathize, my dear Rolly! [cries on him]
"Who the heck do you think you are, you flipping jerkface! Shoot!! You are so dead, you son of a gun!" one of the boys yelled, enthusiastically.
AHAHAHHAHA. Ouch, that's one hell of an insult there! Sugizio must be soiling his pants right about now....!
The other boys gackt, but were not swayed...
GACKT?! Hahahaha. Is that a verb now. I still use it to explain vomiting. D:
Sugizio bent over and picked up the Rolly lunch container, closing it with a kaclick.
Rolly lunch container. Ahahhahahhahahha.
"W...wait!" Rolly gasped, stepping after him. "Can you....Can you teach...me?" He asked quietly, blushing.
"Teach you? Teach you what?" Sugizio asked, looking at him suspiciously over his shoulder.
"How to...y'know..." said Rolly, his face aflame, as Sugizio stared unblinking. "To...fight back. You're so strong! I wish...I wish I could be like you."
ROLLY WISHES TO LEARN THE WAYS OF COOLNESS, SUGIZIO! Be a pal! Teach Rolly how to be cool. D:
"Maybe we will be buddies after all", he whispered, sliding the door shut quietly behind him and walking into the hustle of the school.
Somehow I doubt that, Rolly. Hahahaha. Your astonishmentness will soon wear away once you get your ass handed to you by Sugizio, who according to my calculations, is now the baddest kid at Seppuku High. D:
Waaaaah! I love this story. [laughs, hugs rolly]
You: why are you taking this seriously.
Me: T___T
waa.. this one is soO cute!!
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