Chapter 3: Contemplation, Confusion, and Conflict!/The Eternal Embrace
Shu 's current half-asleep stasis was cured instantaneously upon Rinku's arrival, causing him to sit up in a single jolting motion, struggling to pull the sheets over his bare chest. He'd taken his shirt off sometime before he'd laid down to rest, which is when he'd dozed off due to intense contemplation. It'd always made him feel tired and drowsy. Shurei's amber oculars watched as Rinku veered off to the bathroom, and tried to subdue the insuing recollection of the dream. "So, Annie, was it? We all got rooms together?" Shu asked, leaning over the side of the bed to retrieve his shirt, and being hasty to tug it over his shoulders.
"Yea, about that," she responded, her simple brown eyes gazing towards the door as if to assure it was closed and Rinku was inside. "I need to go for a walk, come with me, will you, Shu?"
Before the name had been said, Chris had been ready to accompany Annie; but reared back hearing Shurei's name, emitting a low-pitched
hmph as he dropped his backpack on the top-bunk across from Shu's.
"Uh, sure.." Shurei responded, rising out of the bed; not bothering to put on shoes. His slender form rose with a practiced ease from the bottom bunk, careful not to hit his head on the bed frame above him. Annie hadn't said anything, simply opened the massive door and awaited Shu, who was checking the pants of his pocket for the room key. "Where we going?" he inquired softly, hardly audible as it seemed Annie were in a hurry to escape the room before Rinku had left the bathroom.
"Just for a walk," she responded hastily, grasping Shu once he'd gotten close enough and shoving him out the doorway, closing it behind her as quietly as possible. "This way," she said, dragging him through the hallway towards the staircase which lead to the main deck. "We need to talk about something," she continued to speak inaudibly, even though they'd left the room. Shurei didn't know what to assume, he only followed obediently, more or less due to being dragged.
"About what?" he asked in his pubescent tone, nearly stumbling up the stairs trying to keep up with her, attempting to wiggle about his arm and free the wrist she'd latched on to. Tresses of deep forest hair were obstructing his gaze, digits of his opposing hand moving to readjust them with an overall lck of success.
Annie stopped midway up the staircase, glancing in both directions as if to reassure herself no one was coming. She pinned Shu against the wall, deep brown eyes gazing unto his own amber hued oculars. "Rinku," she spoke in a whisper, pressing her lips against his right ear.
The entire ordeal had made him rather uncomfortable. He hadn't dictated his sexual orientation completely yet, but attempted to refuse the greater of it to all but those he was most attracted to; when girls got too close he'd always get nervous in having to verbally dictate that he simply didn't like their gender. However, the mention of Rinku's name caused his gaze to avert to the opposing stairway wall, fixated upon it, mind deep in contemplation. He stumbled over words as his chest locked up, but managed to respond: "What...about him?" he paused in between, in an attempt to swallow the lump which had built in his throat. As Annie continued to close in, he could feel her plump breasts pushing against his check, causing him to feel even more uncomfortable, flush gathering on his cheeks as sweat beaded down his face.
"He asked to trade with someone to get the same room as you," she responded softly, quietly.
Her breathing caused the hair on the back of Shu's neck to rise, and in accompany with the statement he'd just been provided with, his skin began to tingle and his heart began to flutter. Yet again, he found himself struggling to speak. "Maybe...he did it for you guys?" Shu had no idea what had come over Annie, she'd exhibited herself in a way he'd never seen anyone else do so.
She'd finally backed off, a devious grin implanted upon her face. "Now that the jist of it has passed, we can continue on like normal people. Come," she said, ascending the staircase. Apparently, she'd only executed the previous actions as to promote a covert appearance, to keep wandering ears away. Shu'd automatically assumed she'd found this entire situation embarassing in some way, why else would she have been so...close?
"He hadn't even seen the rooms we got, after recieving his card he immediately went off to trade it with someone else, by pure luck, he'd found someone who had friends in the room Rinku had been assigned. He did it because he wanted to be with you," she hadn't finished yet, but paused, simple brown eyes gazing to the right and left as they reached the top of the staircase, likely in contemplation as to where they'd go next. She chose the path to the left, which led to the outer deck. Seaspray was coming over the board of the ship, damping their skin and hair. "Now what I want to know, is why he did that?" she finished, her voice much more serious, almost monotonous, as if she were demanding he answer liably.
Shu didn't know what to say, he truly hadn't know of such things. He hadn't even known why Rinku would have wanted a room with him anyway, earlier he seemed so cruel, so uncaring and cold.
Why? Why? He told me I was a freak, more or less, then apologized. Now he's trading key cards to be roomed with me? What's going on! The dream, oh no, does he-
"Well?" Annie demanded.
"I don't know!" Shu responded in a harsh audible tone, which caused Annie to rear back slightly, as if she expected him to hit her. Shu sighed a simple apology, averting his gaze to the slightly moist wooden deck, his mind continuing to wander through the vast abyss of possibilities. "I'm sorry, I don't know..." he continued, speaking more to himself then anyone.
Annie 's lips curled into a smirk as she enclosed about Shu yet again, pinning him to the railing with her arms about his waist, latched on to the steel support behind him. "Good, because he's
mine." With that, she turned and headed back towards the staircase, and likely the room.
Shu just sat exactly where he was, slumping down onto the ground, the bottom of his pants getting soaked with seaspray.
Stupid fangirl, he thought, obviously feeling rage over the situation,
Just because she likes him doesn't mean she has to get up in my face like that. She basically threatened me.
He sat there for roughly five minutes, more or less repeating the same thing over and over in his head, before frail digits grasped the rail and he lifted himself up, shaking his wet hair as if it would help anything. He was soaked, to say the least, covered in seaspray so thick it was as if it had just stormed. Yet as he glanced down the deck, he'd noticed that the portion in which he'd sat was the only place the spray had affected.
Well don't rain on my parade he thought as he headed towards the staircase, contemplating whether ot not going back to the room would be safe, or rather, wise. Yet his clothes were wet, and he'd need to change or else he'd catch cold. His grandmother would have told him that.
It was at times like this he missed her, all alone on a luxury cruiseliner with no true friends in sight. He could unload his problems on her and she'd talk to him as if she'd simply brushed them all away, inevitably making him feel better. Yet, she was back in Ecruteak, and he was somewhere in the ocean heading for an island he'd never before heard of. Things seemed hectic, he'd almost wished he'd lose early on in the tournament, so that he could return home. Yet as such thoughts occured, he'd remembered why he'd become a trainer, why he could never finish anything in his life, why he was criticized as lazy and unimportant. He'd become a trainer to show everyone he'd had a meaning in life, and so far he'd done an exceptional job proving them all wrong.
Before he'd known it, he'd been at room 304, standing hesitantly outside the door. Releasing a sigh, he slid the card in just as before, and withdrew it when the light turned a pale green. Entering the room, he'd noticed it was bare, void of all human-life. A backpack sat on every bed, certain things having been unpacked; in the time he'd been out, roughly ten minutes, everyone had up and left to find other things to do. It was almost depressing, until he'd remembered Annie's harsh confrontation.
He made his way to the bottom right bunk, sitting down on the thin yet amazingly comfortable mattress while struggling to get his soaking shirt off. He tossed it in the corner to be tended to later, white unbuttoning his pants and pulling them off, along with the boxer-briefs he'd worn underneath. If someone had come in now, it'd have been mighty embarassing, hence he dug through his backpack for a new outfit, and more importantly, underwear, so that he wasn't simply standing their nude. He'd fished out a pair of white boxer-briefs and tugged them on, eager to find the rest of his apparel, still feeling a bit uncomfortable and exposed.
After a minute or so from rummaging through the backpack, he'd come upon a pair of khaki cargo shorts and a simple black T-shirt, along with an olive canvas belt and flipflops of the same color. He was quick to put it all on, and as he tugged the shirt over his shoulders, the beeping lock sounded and the door opened, the one who'd introduced himself as Chris standing in the doorway.
"Hey," he called, moving to his bunk and backpack, retrieving a small cellular phone from the front pocket before turning over his shoulder to regard Shu, "We're all on the main deck watching the Pokemon Show, you should come!" he said, turning and walking out of the room with as much haste as he'd entered.
What the hell is a Pokemon Show? Shu questioned himself silently, replacing the mass of items he'd dug out of his backpack to find the clothes in their designated spots.
And why would I want to go, Annie'll be there, and I have a feeling she'll just give me dirty looks the entire time. A smile at me sincerely, as if it had never happened, but her eyes would still suggest that I keep away from Rinku. Gah, b*tch! That's it, I'm going!
With that, he gathered his keycard and exited the room, heading for the main deck.
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When Shurei arrived at the main deck courtesy of the armada of highway-esque directory signs, a maze of massive staircases, and the loud cheers in the distance, he immediately felt claustrophobic. The deck was massive, yet crowded and packed with trainers, most standing on the tips of their toes to peer over those in front of him. He stood back, simply taking in everything, fearing he might just faint from the activity. The occasional outburst of cheers meant something of amusment was occuring, yet he wasn't interested. As he wandered closer to the crowd, he caught a glimpse of Annie, Chris, and Rinku off to the right. Almost instantaneously, he ducked, as if they were attempting to kill him.
"Hi!" a shrill voice came from above him. As he looked up, he'd witnessed a slender and curvy girl around his age and roughly five feet four inches. She had jaw-length aqua hair and acidic yellow oculars, yet she was femanine, dressed in a fluent Hawaii-esque skirt of navy with a white floral design and a matching wrap top which exposed her flat stomach and shimmering belly-button ring. "What are ya doin' down there?" she asked with a soft giggle, her facial expression amused, yet her cheeks flushed.
Oh no.. Shu said, rising and casting a glance at Rinku over his shoulder, before returning his gaze to the female. He'd known where this was going, it'd happened several times before and usually ended in verbal harassment or a slap across the face. "I dropped something," he lied, yet his voice held such a nonchalant tone it'd have been impossible to determine such.
"Ah, what'd you drop?" she asked, her sapphire-caked lips curling into a cheerful smile as her acidic orbs watched, as if she were attempting to penetrate his soul.
"Just my room key," he responded, amazed in his ability to make up such obscenities so easily. Yet again, he averted his gaze, more subtly this time, to lay eyes upon Rinku, as well as Annie, who stood near the front of the crowd. They both didn't look happy, and they definitely weren't excited.
"Ah, silly!" she said, patting him on the arm.
He moved back slightly as she'd touched him, desperate for a way out of the entire ordeal, yet as quickly as he could lie he could not find an excuse. "Yea, that's me," he responded with a fake chuckle, "I'm a total dimwit."
"Aw, but I think dimwit's are so cute!" she squealed, advancing in on him with an intentful gaze. "What's your name?" she asked with another laugh which sounded so very cliche.
Yet again, he glanced over his shoulder, catching a quick glimpse of his retreat from this mess. Rinku had began making his way out of the crowd, and at the moment Shu didn't care exactly what it was he was leaving for. "Oh, look, it's Rinku! Hey, I have to go, it was nice meeting you!" he said, turning and darting off, leaving the girl standing there with an angered look upon her face.
"Jerk," she responded, hardly audible to Shu.
As he caught up, he was immediately weary of Annie, though he caught sight of her still within the crowd, watching what Shu saw was the trainers displaying how beautiful or tough their Pokemon appeared. It seemed pathetic, judging visually as opposed to battle-wise. He'd never understood coordinators, it was simply pretty lights and tricks; nothing required for a real battle. "Hey, Rinku!" he called as he caught up, causing the boy to turn, lips curling into a smile.
"I was just about to go look for you," he said, his voice seeming different; as if everything he'd said had actually gained meaning, emotion. "Chris said he invited you, Annie didn't like that much," he said with a soft laugh, signalling to follow.
"I don't think she cares for me much," Shu responded with an uneasy chuckle, happy that Rinku was searching for him, yet upset about Annie. "So where are we going?" he asked as they descended a staircase, taking in his surroundings. It looked familar, but nearly every staircase seemed the same, and the ship was massive; hence hadn't the slightest clue where he was.
Rinku obviously did however, moving with haste down hallways and staircases. "Back to the room," he responded. He hadn't even had to look at one of the strange, phosphourent green directional signs. "I don't like large crowds much, and Annie's being...weird." The latter statement seemed uneasy, as if he were hesitant on saying such things, like she was around at the moment. As they came upon the room, Rinku inserted the key and opened the door as if he'd done it a thousand times. "I think she's upset because I took the bunk above yours, now I've got to go to the bathroom!" he said, moving to the door on the left and slamming it shut.
Shu moved to his bunk, taking a seat on the thin mattress with a sigh.
He chose the bunk above mine? What's going on, I can't read him at all, I'm lost. I don't know what to think, gah! he thought, watching the light coming through the slit underneath the bathroom door which slightly illuminated the dark room in which the night sky outside the porthole provided no light. It had gotten suddenly light as the bathroom door opened and Rinku exited, flicking off the switch, the room covered in darkness.
He was silent for a moment, but then he spoke, his voice almost trembling, "Hey Shu, can I ask you a question?"
Rinku seemed nervous, scared even. His pitch was much lighter, more subtle, and hardly audible despite the silence. The only sound within the room was the quiet radiation of the waves colliding with the hull. "Sure," Shu responded, actually
unsure of what was coming.
"Are you gay?"
Shu didn't know how to respond. It sounded as if Rinku had forced the question out without thought, and as he heard the slightly younger, smaller male shift uneasily, he'd immediately known this was as awkward a situation for him as it was for Shu. He contemplated telling Rinku the truth, that yes, he was gay, he did like boys as opposed to girls; but he was curious of Rinku's intent, where this would go. Would it end up with Rinku confessing his sexuality or result in offensive slang and bashing. Without hesitation, he responded, hoping for the best: "Yes."
Rinku was silent for a while afterwards, his breathing heavier then usual. It appeared his intentions were not bashing, yet they were still undistinguishable. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Rinku continued. "Do you think I'm attractive?"
Shu was almost insulted, he could feel his blood boiling. "That's all you wanted to kno-" he was cut off as Rinku's soft lips pressed against his own, and suddenly he was swept away. This world no longer mattered, this life, as long as this kiss could live forever he'd have no problems in life.
But then problems came. The door swung open, and Annie stood in the center as the light cast a shadow over his curvy physique. Without a word, she slammed the door. Shu didn't even know if Rinku noticed, as his arms bound about Shu's waist, who put his arms about Rinku's neck. It was to be the eternal embrace.