Summary: One day at the park, two hearts pine for unrequited love. But theirs is such a hopeless case. How so? Read on to find out

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Title: Almost Into You

Author: Hana Rui

Genre(s): Angst / lousy-attempt-at Humor

Rating: PG

Theme: #02 Park; Nature (for the 30(underscore)originals community at livejournal)

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There, that’s him. Can you see? There on the park bench beneath the maple tree. Can you see him now? Yes, the one in the red shirt. God, you are really dumb. There’s only one bench beside the maple tree, moron.

And you see that girl sitting right next to him—that bitch comfortably snuggled into those arms that are supposed to be holding me? She’s the same one from yesterday, isn’t she? Of course, I know you remember. But knowing you, it doesn’t hurt to ask. You’re really just stupid like that.

I know, I know. You even did all your best to stop me from mangling her to pieces yesterday. Oh, how I have wanted to charge at her and scratch that flirtatious smile from off her face—of course, scratching off her whole face would have been an added bonus.

But you just had to appear in my path and ruin everything, didn’t you?

And I can see you won’t be letting me do it today either.

Jerk.

What is it with you, anyway? Why won’t you let me vent my anger out on the very thing that deserves it? Why would you rather have me rant at you all day instead? Scratch you, bite you, scream at your pathetic excuse for a face until my raging nerves get tired enough to calm down.

You’re really beginning to become more of an ass than that guy over there.

Yes, the one in the red shirt.

I hate him.

And since you’re fast becoming an a-hole like him, this day may just end up with me hating you as well.

No? You don’t like that?

Then please do try growing a brain, will you?

What do you mean you can’t possibly grow one in a day?

Of course you can’t.

You can’t ever.

But I’ll put up with you, just the same. You’re the only one brainless enough to put up with me, after all.

And don’t even try arguing with me on that, or I’ll make sure you never get to open that big, smelly mouth of yours ever again.

Aw, don’t try getting all sappy on me now.

Only that guy over there has the right to tell me he cares for me.

Of course, he still does! He always says so every night when we snuggle together in his bed.

Yeah, dumbass. In his bed. I do sleep on it with him.

Yes every night, duh!

Remind me again why I put up with you?

Oh yes, because you’re just dumb like that.

And I can really use a doormat to toss around when I am pissed.

And I am getting really, really pissed right now.

If that girl ever tries kissing him, I swear to God I’ll make her regret every single second of the day she ever set foot on my territory!

And you know me. I don’t talk trash. I do as I say.

What do you mean forget about him? Me, forget about him?

You are really hopeless.

Don’t you understand? He’s mine. And I’m his. And that’s how it should be forever.

I hate having to share him with anybody else.

‘Coz I’m the only one who’s just so right for him.

And he’s the only one who’s just so right for me.

What do you mean there would always be you around? Will you look at yourself?

Yes, do that. And while you’re at it, maybe you can also try shutting your mouth up, you overgrown fucktard.

Aw, give you a break? Me give you a break? Puh-lease!

Why don’t you go find someone of your own smelly size, eh? ‘Coz there’s just no way I’m gonna let you hit home.

I would, though, if that guy weren’t around.

Now, now. Don’t even get some funny ideas of getting rid of him, you. I’ll make sure you regret the day you ever set your filthy paws on him.

Yes, not even your fangs will do the trick, smartass.

You are really tireless, you know that.

“Samantha!”

Oh, there. He’s calling me now. He’s finally done with the whore.

I should get going. I guess it’s goodbye for today.

“Arf!”

Yah, whatever, jerk. Take care of yourself as well.

I will probably be seeing you tomorrow anyway.

“Hey, precious, did you enjoy your day out in the park, hm?”

I would’ve, if you haven’t been flirting with that bitch all afternoon.

But I forgive you.

I had fun (beating up) talking with Mr. Pug-face anyway.

And whenever you hold me like this, I can never really stay mad at you, can I?

It always feels good being in the arms of the one you love.

“We’ll comeback again tomorrow, all right?”

Yeah, whatever you say, Master.

“Meow.”

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