Animal Frenzy! – Chapter One
My name is Usagi. I am an average, half rabbit, high school boy who is dealing with the normal high school boy issues. For instance: the death of my family, being homeless, some ‘strange’ habits, and a discovery about myself, along with friends for the first time ever. I spent the majority of my life feeling relatively alone and feeling like hope was pointless. I just sat at home and waited for my life to end.
My father was a good man, despite being an alcoholic. My mother was too, other than her drug addiction. They each died less than a month of each other when I was sixteen. My father also gambled a lot and lost our house in the couple weeks following my mother’s death. We took what we could and began to ‘move into’ an old warehouse. It was cold and dusty, but it was better than nothing. I was never good with people, and therefore, never had any friends. When my dad died, I crawled even deeper into my shell.
A year later, my senior year in High School, I had gotten used to barely getting by. Used to lying on school papers about where I was living. I had the same dream every night. It was the dream about my father’s last words to me. He was drunk, so I have no clue if he knew what he was saying or not. He looked me in the eyes, cold and hard, and said, “Your mother was so proud of you.” He smiled a mean, unconscious smile you normally get from drunks, “I never understood why. After this, I understand. Keep making me proud. Show your old man you don’t have to rely on anyone. You’re already a better man than I was.”
I watched the shine disappear from his eyes and he didn’t say another word. So, yeah, I do have a reason to lie on my papers. I never told a soul about my problems. I didn’t complain or beg. I got a job at a convenience store nearby, although it didn’t pay well, it was at least something. There was a park across from the store. When I took my break, I would sit on the swing and eat, or finish homework. I worked nightshift, so I only got two or three hours of sleep a night.
One night, a couple months ago, I was out at the park on break. I was lying on the grass, staring up at the stars. I had just found the big dipper in that pool of black when something pounded into my side and fell onto my stomach. I let out a screech and sat up. The thing that fell on me was a boy. I recognized him as an underclassman, a second year, half cat boy in my gym class, Neko.
“What the hell!?” Neko yelled as he realized what he had tripped over was a person. “What are you doing!?” He screamed, jumping up and pointing his finger at me.
I stood up calmly and brushed the dirt off my ass, “I could ask you the same thing…” I mumbled.
“I was just out for a walk…you?” Neko asked, running his fingers through his short, spiky black hair. He adjusted his black and white checkered suspenders and bright red tie. I had always thought his clothes looked kind of strange, yet somehow intriguing. His glasses had neon green frames and his black cat ears had about as many piercings as his human ears did, he even had his tail pierced once or twice. His white button up shirt had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the chest had a few pins on it, but it was too dark to read them.
“I’m on break. I work nightshift.” I spoke softly, no emotion breaking through as I gestured to the store across the street.
Neko nodded his head and then it grew very quiet. He took a step toward me and put his hand on my head. Despite being two years younger, he was a few inches taller than me. He ran his hand down my longer-than-average black hair and onto my chin. He started to pull me closer to him, “You’re…kinda cute.”
I felt my face turn dark red and was suddenly very thankful for the cover of the night. “Wha…what’s that supposed to mean?” I stuttered, staring him in the eyes.
“It means…” Neko said in a seductive voice as he took a step towards me, “…that you are sexually appealing to me and seeing you all flustered because of me turns me on.” He finished very bluntly, now standing so close to me I could feel him as his hot exhales mingled with my own.
I tried to take a step away from him, but I found he was holding me in place. “N-Neko…” I stuttered (which I never did much of until now) and I began to finish my protest, but he cut me off.
“N-Nekooo!” Neko mocked me in a way-too-high-pitched voice. “C’mon Usagi, just admit it. You like this. You like me holding you, and the closer we get, the more excited you get that we’re gonna kiss.” His mouth now so close to mine our noses touched, and as he spoke, our lips brushed.
I clamped my eyes closed and turned my head away, “Look, whatever you think you know about me, you’re wrong! So why don’t you just—” He pressed his lips to mine. I opened my eyes wide and my whole body went stiff. He pulled away from me and turned and left without another word. I didn’t see him for a few weeks. He didn’t even come to school.
One day, a month later, Neko showed up again. He acted like we were best friends. He joked with me in gym. He would appear at my locker during class change and walked me to my next class. He started skipping fourth period to go to my lunch period. It was all really strange; it felt like we were dating. After a week of it, I finally asked him if we could meet after school in the locker room.
Neko showed up, his ear piercing shining in the florescent light. His shirt proudly showing two male stick figures holding hands with an angry female off to the side, below the picture it proclaimed: GAY. GOT A PROBLEM? “You wanted to talk to me?” He asked with a smug grin plastered on his face.
I sighed and sat down on a bench, “Look, I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but—”
“I’m trying to be your friend.” Neko said, cutting in.
I went silent and caught myself staring at the the ground, “W-well…what was I supposed to think after what you said and did to me…”
Neko took a deep breath, his eyes digging through every barrier I had put up between myself and my outside world. It was like he could see directly into my heart, directly into my soul. “I’m sorry for causing any trouble to you. But understand this: the way I feel about you is real. If you ignore me, I’ll only try even harder. You may wonder why I like you so much. If you’re asking yourself that, you’re thinking the wrong way. You should be wondering why I love you. To be honest, I, myself, am not actually sure. All I know is that I’m drawn to you. You may push me away as much as you like, but I will not leave. I love you, and I care about you, and I want to be the one you come to when times are rough and I want to be the one you smile at when the sun shines. I want both your laughter and your tears.” Neko spoke sternly; he didn’t take one look away from me, although, I found it rather hard to look anywhere but the ground.
“Neko…I…I don’t understand.” I said as I felt my eyelids droop and I could feel the tears beginning to make neat paths from my eyes to my chin.
“What don’t you understand, Usagi?” He asked, worry clouding his eyes.
“I don’t understand…you…or myself…or anything for that Matter.” I closed my eyes as the drops kept falling and leaned in to Neko, with my head on his chest, “I don’t understand…love.”