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TrolLord451 — A Gay Mistake Chptr 2
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Description ~~Kazimir P.O.V.~~
I was walking home with Aiichiro, having separated from Rob and Vema. I was pushing him along in his little wheelchair and smiling all the way.
{OH! Right, I didn't give you the proper introduction to the first narrator of this story! MY BAD! Sorry guys! So, the first narrator is one of the twins, Aiichiro! And Kaz, my cute fluffy baby, will give you his description! CUZ HE'S A SMART COOKIE AND MY LIL BABY BOY!} MOM! STOP THAT! {You're no fun sometimes *pouts in emo corner*}
Aiichiro was always short {heheh, no} and lean, never grew any muscles. Ever. In his current state, he can't even try, since his lower half is temporarilly paralyzed. He's around 5'5" right now and 120 pounds. He had silky, slightly messy, strawberry blonde hair mostly swept to his right, covering his eyebrows and ending just past his cheekbones, his large eyes were sparkling amber, and his skin was pale, naturally, from being half-Japanese, a quarter Russian, and a quarter Canadian with two moles on his collar bone that looked like a vampire bite (he, also, has large black ear rings on his ear lobe). All in all, with his blank and innocent expression he wore all the time, one would mistake him for an emo (and sometimes a girl thanks to his girly figure). He always had a patch on his right cheek for some reason, too. He always wore shirts one size too big, like his white t-shirt he was currently wearing and dark blue basketball shorts that draped over his motionless thighs. He was always deadpanned, so it looked like he was depressed or maybe calm. He's just not very good at expressing his emotions.
"Imir?" Speak of the little devil. The smol kid's sweet, angelic voice (which he does have) brought me back to reality. {His accent is just DARLING! MOI SMOL BABY CHILD! MY POOR CHILD! I WUUUB YA SO MUCH!} Stop gushing over him. It makes you sound pervy. {...}
"Yes, Chi?" I smiled my normal smile down at the back of his head.
"Stop fake smiling."
It was like my resolve cracked a little bit when hearing that and my mouth twitched downward a bit. "You can't even tell if I'm fake smiling or not, muffin."
"Yes I can." He sighed simply, unamused. "When Akihiko will be meeting us?"
"Probably at the bus." I mused. "Maybe before. If he isn't at the stop, we will look for him."
He nodded and didn't say anything more. It proved to be silent between the two of us for a couple minutes, despite the on going traffic and the relentless squeal of Ai's wheelchair.
Just as I was about to break the ice, I heard someone say my name behind me.
"Hello, Kazimir." I jumped at the sudden mention of my name, stopping.
I turned to see...Akihiko and our other roommate, Walter from Senegal.
Akihiko was a few inches taller than his twin so 5'7", but was obviously much stronger and filled out. The last time I asked Ai, he told me he weighed around 110-120 pounds. Aki plays basketball and is fairly muscled for it. He had almost dull chestnut brown hair swept to the opposite side of his brother's hair, him having almost the same hairdo but without the strip of hair in front of his ear, his narrow eyes were a weird reddish brown, but it matched his hair oddly well, his skin was the same color as his twin's but it didn't glow with youth and purity like his brother's. In other words, they looked almost nothing alike, but still looked and acted like twins. They were fraternal, but it's still really weird to everyone in and out of the group. He wore the hoodie Ai had bought for him as a random present, the bright red one with the words 'Hot Stuff' with arrows above and below it, all in white, white jeans that went well with his hoodie, and red converse high tops. To top it all off, he wore his red baseball cap, because why not. He was an....interesting character, to say the least. He was always smiling, opposite of his twin, but always had this dominating and almost crazed look in his eyes. He was tyrannical (and egotistical sometimes).
Walt from Senegal was one of the other giants of the group, the 6'8" one. He was really lean and not in the slightest bit chubby (even though he'd never tell us his weight). His arms and legs are really long and all his appendages are really stringy, I suppose, but he is good at playing basketball nonetheless. He always shaves his practically black hair plain off, even though it's dark enough that he's not completely bald, his skin was a chocolate color that had dulled a long time ago, his narrow, almost lifeless eyes were plain black. He wore a white, slightly oversized shirt, some blue basketball shorts, and a pair of white sneakers. He always had a lousy attitude, always arrogant and too full of himself. He, also, never really looked excited for anything and was never happy. He was a very lazy and negative person, but he balanced our mood out so we don't go over the top. It seemed like Akihiko and Walt were a perfect match for each other because they are both such sef-absorbed narcississts. And, as it turned out, we were right. Also, he is a distant 'relative' of mine...{I'll get to that later~~!}
"Hello Akihiko, Walt. You met up with us early." I smiled at both of them.
"Yes, we did. I wanted to surprise Ai!" Akihiko smiled back at me. We all knew that smile was fake.
"What do you mean by 'us'?" Walt asked, raising an eyebrow. "I only see the fake Canadian here."
Akihiko and I just stared at Walt, just waiting for him to take notice of the body I had stopped wheeling around.
"What?" Walt asked.
"I'll advise you to take a closer look at what Kazimir is currently holding." Akihiko smiled coldly to his friend.
He looked over at the wheelchair I had been pushing. "Why are you pushing an empty wheelchair?"
"Look. Again." Aki was obviously losing his temper, his smile and one eyebrow twitching aggressively.
"I don't see why. It's just an empty wheelchai--OH MY GOD!" Okay, he definitely saw Ai now. He just gave him a blank stare from his seat. "When did the child get here?"
Aiichiro was not amused. {And, neither am I, character of mine.} He just looked away from the offending giant to the direction we had been going.
"Is the twin of mine feeling sad?" Aki 'cooed' teasingly. "Don't worry, I'll always notice you, my kohai!"
"You smell bad." Aiichiro commented.
"Oh~, don't be like that! I will always have ti-i-wait...WHAT?!" Aki started freaking out. "Why would you say something like that?!" He sniffed himself and immediately fainted.
Ai just looked at him with a bored expression before looking to me with his half-lidded eyes. "When is the bus going to arrive?"
I blinked, "Around 4...Wait, it's 3:56." I realized when I took a look at my watch. "We need to move."
Walt had already picked Aki up from the ground and was walking to the bus stop. I grabbed hold of Ai's wheelchair and followed after the two of them.
--~~LAAATER--~~
We all arrived at Ai's and Aki's house after several minutes of bus riding and walking. Aki grinned, somehow waking up along the way {making such a spectacle, too. Lulz, my babes gotta be eccentric as all hell, bruh.}.
"Vladimir! Nice to see you here." Aki waved to a figure in front of the house. The figure that was standing next to the tree turned around and I noticed it was, indeed, Vladimir.
Vladimir very tall for his age, about 5'9". He's, also, not all that heavy, either, maybe 150 pounds, I'm not sure. All I know is he's a 'healthy' weight. His skin is a deep caramel and he had two moles under his right eye, one his large and round eyes was a beautiful electric blue while the other was a pastel yellow, his fluffy, slightly messy hair was half 1/3 rose reflection pink and 2/3 aqua blue and flowed down to touch his neck. He was wearing a gray shirt with sleeves going just past his elbows and had some sort of black varsity stripes on it, white skinny jeans, and black combat boots. Today was his first year of junior high, making him eleven years old right now.
"Hello, Vladimir." Walt said in boredom.
"Did you make any friends today?" I asked, beaming. "If so, I would love to meet them!"
"So you can crush them and their spirits?" Ai asked bluntly.
I blinked and chuckled. "I have no idea what you mean."
Vladimir laughed at our conversation. "No, I didn't make any friends today. But, hey, where's Nikolai and Jordan today?"
Aki shrugged. "Well, they are trying to join some clubs today, so they're staying after school."
"We hope they get in, or whatever." Walt sighed, rolling his eyes. It's, obviously, something Aki forced him to say.
Vladimir chuckled at how unenthusiastic Walt was. "Well, I was hoping to take to them about somethi-"
"What is it? I'll ask them." I said with a creepy and dark aura surrounding me.
"I'm never going to tell you when you have that aura." Vladimir smirked.
"Aw, fine." I sighed.
Aki opened his mouth to say something, but...
"AIICHIRO! AKIHIKO!" A shout in Japanese came from the house and all heads snapped towards it besides the unconscious and Nikolai, who simply jumped.
Ai respoded in a shout in Japanese before turning to us. "Aiko is mad at us. She says get off the lawn. I'm going insi-"
"C'mon, Ai! BEFORE SHE BECOMES A WEREWOLF AGAIN!" Aki interrupted his brother.
"I HEAR DAT!" A yell came followed by more Japanese.
Aki screamed before yelping a, "BYE!" and running inside with Ai wheeling behind him at a leisurely pace.
We watched as the door opened and closed. Vladimir started cackling and I continued with my staring and plotting.
"Yeah, I'm gonna go home now, since you guys are complete and total idiots and will never get goin." Walt muttered, turning on his heal.
"But, Uncle Walt!" Vladimir said between laughs, but he was already gone (told you we were related).
I looked over to where he walked off to. "I guess we shouldn't mind him. C'mon, let's go home."
"Eh? Oh, yeah, sure thing!" He smiled and we started walking home.
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