|Omake II: Bruised Beginnings
Author: Porn Yesterday PM
o Public Displays Of Affection companion o He knew he'd never like him from the beginning and that's when the fists came flying.Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst/Humor - Words: 1,795 - Reviews: 5 - Published: 08-06-05 - Status: Complete - id: 1979983
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O m a k e II: Bruised Beginnings
And I will try to fix you. -Coldplay "Fix You"
( ii )
You hit me first.
You liar! You're the one who started it, if you hadn't egged me on…
Why would I hit you first? I have nothing against you.
That's what you want me to think, you've been glaring at me since the first day.
It's actually the other way around; you're the one who's been glaring at me the whole day. I only came out here so I could maybe talk with you and see what was wrong. But now…I wouldn't waste my time on you, if time were limitless.
Yeah, suu-rr-ee you wouldn't. That's not what you told me just a while ago…
Shut up for a second, please! Have you no dignity?
Dignity? So says the oh so popular jock, the jock who thinks he's all that and teases and makes of fun of people, for his own perverse enjoyment!
When did you see me making fun of people?! I've never done that, I'm a new student; where would I get the time do that?
Oh, you made time--just slipped it into your busy schedule here and there, like you did for me…
You're one fucked kinda' guy, you know that?
Thank you, I take it as a compliment only because I haven't had that said to me in a while. Usually I'm getting sentences that include the word, but in a different context if you catch my drift. It's not like I like it though, or you either.
What have I done to you in the first place? Why do you seem to hate me so much? I've only been here for three weeks, how could I make an enemy so fast…?
You say it like it's the craziest thing--
Well it is, it's never happened to me to say the least…
Well get used to it, because it's happening. And to answer your question, I hate all of you so don't flatter yourself into thinking it's only you I hate. You're all mindless chickens, who have no minds of their own and must follow the minds of others. Others who are of higher ranking than yourself and feel as if they're your leaders, even though…they're mindless chickens too!
Are you still talking about me? If you are, you're not making any sense so far…you lost me after mindless chickens…
Because you are one! You've only proved my point even further! I didn't even have to do anything, and you let it out, the not so secret, secret anymore!
You're one messed up fellow…your lip's bleeding by the way.
No, um…just a little bit--yeah, right there.
…there's no blood.
You missed a spot, just…here, let me do it…
Erm, sorry man--I wasn't sure if you wanted me to…um yeah, it's gone…
Is this a normal tradition of yours?
Wiping blood off of the guy you just punched and caused to bleed…?
Hey man, I'm sorry 'bout that, honest. It's just…why are you so mad at me? I really didn't want to hit you back, but you looked like you were ready to kick my ass…
What makes you think, I'm still not?
I'm not saying you are, I'm just saying.
By the way, you've got some right jab. You a boxer by any chance?
Nope. Just a lot of practice with dicks like you.
Woah, woah dude! What's with the words? You still haven't told me why you hate me, y'know…
Why should I not hate you? I've got enough reasons to hate the whole lot of you, so that's what I'm doing. And you can't tell me it's wrong because you deserve it, you're no better than them!
I may not know your reasons, so I can't justify it; but why me? What have I done to you? I barely know you, you're in my English class and I've seen you in the hallway and during lunch sometimes, but that's all. Do you have some political agenda against me, family revenge--?
No. It's just…everyone's so mean, and all I really want is to be left alone, I mean--is that too much to ask for?
Not at all.
You would think so, but it seems like it. And the only reason they're even paying any attention to me now is because I've changed, and I really don't want the attention. It's all superficial really, if my looks didn't grow, fuck, nobody would be talking to me, you wouldn't even be talking to me right now.
I don't believe it. To be honest, you seem like an interesting enough guy. I mean, you look normal enough and by the looks of it--I'd like to get to know you better. And hopefully we can start all over, on a better foot at least.
Are you fucking serious? You, the blonde haired handsome jock, hanging out with me, the unfortunately good-looking loner?
Heh, well thanks for that but you shouldn't be so modest. But yeah, how 'bout it? I mean, the worst that could come out of it is the fact that I may have to kick your ass in front of the whole school, but besides that…it ain't too bad.
Yeah sure, my ass. But uhm…well, sure, I guess…
Great. Wanna' hang out after school? You could come over to my house or maybe play around on the basketball court? I could get a few of my friends to play around with us--
I'd rather just hang out with you. Only…
Alright, that's cool. Got any plans?
Well, maybe we should go to the nurse's office before anything else, don't you think?
'Course! C'mon, let's go…fuck, my jaw hurts like a bitch. What the hell, were you wearing brass knuckles when you punched me? 'Cause it sure as hell feels like it…
No, sorry about that though, promise to not hit you too hard next time…
Oh, so there's a next time now, is there?
Yup. Just think of it as payback for my bloody lip. Now the girls are going to think it's a cold sore because of too much making out…
You should be thanking me then…watch your step. That step gets me every time…
Um, thanks…would've tripped it probably.
Yeah, I feel your pain. I'm a klutz at heart, I consider myself fortunate every time I don't trip or fall over something.
Surprising…you don't seem the type. Being a basketball player and all, and popular too, kind of surprised you even told me…
That's what friends do man, we tell each other things.
Shut up. I'm only going first because I'm selfish, not because of the latter.
Of course you are…
I said of course, jeez…
By the way, name's Zimmer Man.
Blaine Mitchell. Is Zimmer Man your full name…?
Yeah, my parents thought it would be cute and named me Zimmer. Hence the reason to why my name is Zimmer Man. But it's pronounced together, I hate it when people try to be amusing and say the two names separately. You're actually supposed to say it together…
That's just cruel…
Nah, I've gotten used to it. I actually quite like my name, Blaine's a cool name too…I've never met anyone named Blaine.
What can I say? I'm special, few and far between.
Yeah, yeah…that's what you like to think.
Hey! Let me go man, don't you think the bloody lip is more than enough? You're not acting like a grade ten!
I'm immature and damn proud of it! Ha! Take that sucker, that's the last time I'll punch you, I swear.
Stop complaining, I barely touched you.
What do you mea--
Boys? What have you been up to now Blaine? Starting fights again…? I thought you promised you'd stop with the fighting and I wouldn't tell your parents about your frequent visits?
Heh…Blaine a wittle fwighter now?
Oh shut up before I bruise you again…and with actual brass knuckles this time.
And where would you get the brass knuckles, I'd like to know…?
I have my ways…
Blaine. Enough of your chatter and come here, let me see that lip of yours. And you too young man, go sit on that bed, I'll check up on you in a moment. Tsk, tsk, you're a fine-looking boy, I don't know why you risk your good looks on these stupid fights of yours…
You have no right to carp Blaine, it's you to blame, not I. Now hold this, don't let go, it'll stop the bleeding.
Now you. Let's see that bruise of yours…hmm, doesn't look to bad. Nothing's broken, I'll put some ice on it and you'll be fine. Here you go, dear.
Hear that Blaine, he called me ma'm. Of the two years I've been cleaning you up, you've never said a word like that to me once…
But you still love me either way, don't deny it.
Be good, before I decide to give you an early Hepatitis C shot…
Thanks, threaten me with a needle, why don't you…
Is somebody scared of needles…?
Hey! At least my parents didn't name me Zimmer Man!
That was low dude, just low…
That's what I am, so keep expecting the low blows.
By the end of the year, I'll make you stop, trust me.
Yeah right, you will…impossible.
That's what you say now…just wait and see.
The way you two keep talking, you wouldn't think you two were in a nurse's office, tending to your wounds. Now close both of your mouths, if you keep talking your lip will only bleed even more…
And you, Zimmer. I may as well dislocate your jaw for you, at this rate. You'd like that, hmm?
( ii )
Zimmer. Man. VS. Blaine. Mitchell.