Same disclaimers as before. Things start getting steamier after this Oh, I forgot earlier. Alliyah is 'uh,liy,yuh.'
The One. (P2)
Masahiro.... After all the buff jocks I'd drooled over in my earlier years, I fall for a pretty boy. I wanted to know more about him, which classes he took, where he lived, what he was into, where he shopped. I knew Alliyah would be good to her word.
I was distracted by it all day. Alliyah met me after wrestling class & dragged me out of the school. "He takes the buss home."
We got onto the bus & sat where we could see the back of his head. When we reached the downtown bus center he got off & we followed him onto another bus. The next time he got off was somewhere near his home. I stood to get off, bu Alliyah pulled me down. "If we follow him he'll get suspicious."
She was right of course. I whispered into her ear. "But how will we know where he lives? By the time he reaches his house this bus will be gone & he'll be out of our site."
She jokingly nudged me in the arm. "You can wait another day."
She pulled out a mechanical pencil from her backpack & scribbled a note on a torn scrap of paper, which she folded & dropped down my shirt. She chortled to herself as I glared at her. I took the note from my shirt & opened it. 'tomorrow we'll leave early & get off at his stop & wait for him discreetly. Bring your binoculars in case their drapes are opened. & take a shower, you reekX_x.'
I got off near my house & said goodbye. I walked home, admiring Spring & the breeze. The mood was ruined by the barking of every dog in the neighborhood. I grabbed the mail on the way in & tossed it on dad's chair, though I usually read it first.
I enclosed myself im my room & plopped down onto my bed. Someday I would break it that way. I took Masahiro's tank from a locked wooden box. I didn't want mom to wash it. I laid back on my pillow & laid it over my face, indulging in his scent. To bad it wasn't fresh.
The next day seemed to take forever. I kept my eye on the door for Alliyah. I wondered what kind of scheme she'd use to get me out early. She was immature, but crafty. I saw a hand waving between a crack in the door with a piece of paper. I took the note & looked at it. It was an appointment slip with what looked a lot like my mother's handwriting. I presented it to the coach, who wasn't even paying attention, & he gave me leave.
I retrieved my backpack from the locker room, but she shoved me back in & told me to at least wash under my arms. I took a 3 minute shower 7 hauled ass out. I bounced around the locker room on one leg trying to replace my jeans, grabbed my backpack...& my friend, & made a mad-dash for the bus-stop.
Just in time! With a 5 minute wait. We got out & sat on a green electric generator in an almost inclosed fence area. We took off our backpacks. She pulled out a comb & ran it through her short red hair. "Did you bring your binoculars?"
I slapped my forehead. "No! I forgot..." Her being the forgetful one, she gave me one of her evil little giggles & pulled a pair from her pack. I glared at her & she made a face. Just like siblings.
We heard a screech & knew the bus was coming. We ducked behind the generator & waited till he passed us by 2 blocks. We hid behind a bush 7 he entered his house. I used the binoculars while she took notes. After a few hours she got hungry & left & I had to take the notes. My gawd...for an artist she had the worst hand writting!
I didn't give up until he went to bed because I couldn't see in the dark of his upstairs room.
I rode the bus home in the dark, feeling lonely. I couldn't afford a truck & Alliyah was afraid to death of driving. My mother was angry when I came home. "& why are you so late? Your father even made burgers!"
I thought up an excuse quick. "Sorry, Ma. I stayed late to play a basketball with some boys...& missed the bus....I got bored waiting, so I went to the library....& missed another bus."
She gave me leave way to the kitchen. "Well, next time you wear a watch young man! We were worried!"
I took a hamburger to my room & got onto the computer. Alliyah left me an email. Her opening statement nearly made me choke. 'Tomorrow you make your move. & bring that tank top' I thought she was being a little impatient. No, then I would be a hypocrite. I mean, standing in a bush for 6 hours & watching someone through binoculars won't help you score.
I tossed & turned all night, thinking off all the ways I could introduce myself to him. I didn't want to end up like Kouji Nanjou did in Zetsuai.... consumed with someone who begins to hate me the more I try.
The morning came & I was just as nervous & worried as I had been in my sleep. What did she want with my tank anyway? My tank....my..... She counciled me by that same tree where it had all started. I was on edge for the rest of the day, concentrating on her plan, hoping for the best.
After class she wasn't there to back me up. I had to get through this on my own. If I botched it up, well.....