Part V (alternative) - A. Shino's POV
The Queens of St. Leaves are at cut-throats against each other again, was my first thought when I went online. That was a day ago, early Monday -barely dawn, but close.
Later that day, -afternoon, when students should be in the midst of monotonous lectures in those dull classrooms- Kiba made his presence known (those demanding, impatient knocks; how appropriate of his character) just as Ino called.
"Thanks for fixing my laptop yesterday..." Ino and air-headed laughter equals asking a favour, my mind registered as I opened the door for Kiba to enter.
"...What do you want?" I directed the question to both parties -one at the door, Kiba; and the other on the other side of the line, Ino. Of course, it is never a good idea to do that.
Because both answered simultaneously.
Ino: "Is Dog boy at your place?"
Kiba: "Yo, Ino told ya?"
. . .
Ino. Kiba. These two names should never be raised in succession in any conversation. That is simply because the owners of the names themselves would never allow it. Hinata suspects that the duo are tip-toeing around their attraction for one another, and the other 'apprentices' jokingly reasons that the duo "are still stuck in the denial stage."However, today is different. The two are co-working together; even if it was for their own selfish gains. He signed, this is so like their character, selfish and self-assured, as he listened.
Ino: "Listen, we ('we'? That's fast, but will their pally relationship last?) need you to tinkle with the video that Kiba had gotten. Then put it on the town's gossip column under my name. Will you do it for me, pretty please?"
Kiba: "Think before you reject her, dude. Hinata-chan's always surrounded by her harem! We need to chase them off (removing Uchiha Sasuke would encourage more guys to join her harem); they're making her more stressed than normal, didn't ya notice?"
he detected the flaw in each of their 'pleas', but if those two -who repel each other as strongly as magnets with like poles- were willing to work together, then what's not to agree? Furthermore, their requests sound staged. Either they've good telepathy or had met up earlier to discuss their persuasion strategy.
. . .
Moments later, he finished editing and 'cleaning up' the video. Or as Ino and her company like to call it, 'tinkling'."Dude, how'd ya make it this...HD, man?" It's cool." Kiba complimented while he chomped down on refreshments.
"Kiba, you're halfway there to being a professional vet or a street rapper. Make up your mind which language you're going to master." It was a purposeful jab. His friend should know how much he loathe completing given tasks, excluding school-assigned work. Unlike normal, his shaggy friend ignored it.
"Ino told ya to post it under 'er name, right? Guess we've gotta give her a call about the details." Apparently, he was too busy with a girl to care about jabs or friends.
. . .
(I don't care but if you insist...Title: "Rejected by No. 1 Bachelor of St. Leaves, Queen Bee not that great after all?" -I)
(Aye, captain. -K)
(Make sure you spread it swiftly, online or physically. Cheers! -I)
TBC
~Ms O c t o b e r
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