Iridian

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A short story about a nameless guy leading up to him being forced to have sexy fun time with a girl that spiked his drink at a party. It's for someone's birthday.

Submitted: April 21, 2016

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Iridian

 
 
 
Enclin Wawn
 
Winter, 20/15/22XX
 
I'm on the M-Charge bus to the academy when I realize it. "Sh!t". I forgot to do Tinro's homework! That'll be detention or having my gut take a proper bashing. When an old lady mumbled: "Youngsters and their vulgarity nowadays..." I noticed that I said that out loud. Great. Not like i'm not weird enough already, taking into account that girls avoid me subconciously. Well, honestly, they don't want to be targeted by Ryuni, the "Goth Bitch". She's also my stalker. Don't ask me why; to this day I never understood why she wants ME of all the guys in school, because she can have way, way better. Trust me. She gets asked out regularly, and despite her creepy behavior, she still has her own possé. Anyways, when a girl tries to talk to me for any reason when she's around, she makes sure they regret it. Poor Lisa, a small kind-hearted girl with a talent for acting, tried to be friends with me after I broke her fall when she fell from the second floor's stairs. (I tried to catch her, but she was suprisingly heavy... or i'm just way too weak). All she did was thank me... The very next day she acted like I didn't exist. When I spoke to her she ran like the devil was following her. In fact, Ryuni was watching right behind me, but still. Actually, that's exactly it. I can't even imagine what Ryuni threatened her with. Girls can be horrifying...
 
The bus finally arrived in front of my destination, Thelon Academy. As always, Tinro and his gang were waiting near the gates, waiting for me. Funnily enough, the only thing they actually put effort into is being on time for school. Or on time to punch the scrawny boy so they get their aggression out of their system. I held all their homework in front of me, in hopes of them just taking it and leaving, but they all felt the need to punch me once before taking it. As they left, Tinro whispered into my ear: "You're coming to my villa party tomorrow. Together with Ryuni and her groupees. Make sure of that or you're gonna lose some years off your life, understood?" I nodded, of course, or i'd have lost a lot right then and there. I know why he wanted her entire group. It's kinda funny how hard he tries to nonchalantly hide his goals. He's clearly not made for mindgames; he's nearly two meters tall, blonde, and as wide as a door. The fact that he could even pass his exams last year (he's a sophomore now) is a miracle in my eyes.
 
After removing the thin magic cushion I summoned in front of my gut (you learn a lot of useful defense spells if you're trying to survive school when you've got the creativity), I passed through the school aura's outer barrier. On the way to class, I think about how amazing it is that it's kept up by our headmaster, completely alone. No amplifiers, nothing. Just raw essence shaped like a perfect orb. No one has actually seen or talked to our headmaster, but we students know some things about him; he's gone into isolation in order to stabilize the raw power that's fuming out of him, while also acting as an energy source for our training and meditation. It's pretty convenient, because we can simply store our own mana and refine it to grow faster than any other academy aura out there, which all rely on the power of weaker mages to keep it up. The REALLY good spots are deeper inside of the aura, though. You need sheer power to reside there, and a lot of it, too.
 
I enter class, and... there she is, as expected. Ryuni is on my spot, waiting for me like Hachiko. She's wearing her usual skimpy getup, slightly transparent black&red-striped crop top and black skirt over her skinny jeans... No limits. She spots me. "Hoaah, my darling! Hug me!". I respond with "Nope!" as I summon my transparent body pillow clone up in front of me, just like I always do. She never really cares as long as I make it look like me. She hugs it intensely, pushing her fluffy D's against the pillow. I could unsummon it to make her fall flat on her face, but I know better than to mess with her. She's kind of unstable...
 
I sit in my chair, next to the glass window in the back corner, and prepare my magic set; mom's engraving knife, my academy-grade shapeshifting magic stone, also known as the "magical Swiss army Slab O' Rock", because it can turn into any small tool, and my amplifier, a petrified, electric fox (however much sense that makes), just in case. My dad, an independent catacomb explorer, raids the tombs of ancient magicians for all sorts of risque treasures. He found this little pet in the tomb of a Thunderlord, a master of the Lightning element, positioned on top of his tomb. He told me the tomb was still emitting slight tendrils of Abyss Corruption, a fatal curse that only the strongest of Abyssians, Negative Magic supermonsters, can use. That Thunderlord must've had a pretty wild life, so I want to treat his lil' critter with respect. 'Least I can do, after my father 'gathered' it out of there.
 
The teacher walks in, so class can finally start. I have a pretty short day; two times two classes, so four hours total. Right now it's engravement training, my favorite class. Specifically when we experiment in Freeform Engraving, which is the art of making... well, unusual engravements. Sometimes it comes down to random scribbles, but the big scribbles are the most fun. Engravements are based off of how big you draw them; the longer the lines, the stronger the effects, sometimes adding completely new consequences. The biggest stable engravement was fifty meters long, and it created a potentially infinite power source capable of attracting electric energy from starlight. Hence our rapid progression into the future, even populizing Nept.. Ah, I should stop repeating history lessons to myself. It's just weird. Time to draw...
 
Four hours and a break of thirty minutes later, I got through the day with no scratches... or so I hoped. Well, luckily, Tinro was busy with his Energy Ball training. But as I walked out the class door, a cat randomly ran across my chest from the right, leaving a few small tears. I wonder why and how a cat even got in here... I've heard about a horned cat running wild in the school every few months, but it always dissapears into nothingness, so no one really believes that myth. People just want to make some school myths exist for the occult fun of i-"Heeey! Darling! Wait up!", said Ryuni, straight through my thought process. "So rude...", I accidentally whispered. Ryuni heard it and asks who i'm talking to. "N-N-No one.. I said it accidentally.. A-ahanyways! Ryuni! There's a party I have to go to, tomorrow, and I was told to bring you and your group with m"-before I can finish talking, Ryuni puts me in a chokehold, staring at me with her bright green eyes, and... what the heck, her irises seem to be contracting a bit... "You know our relationship, darling. You're mine. You were asked. to INVITE me, not bring me. Right..?~" Ryuni suddenly licks my ear. I get weak in the knees... "Y-y-yeah.. you're right.. i'm sorry.." "Sorry, sweetheart, right?" "Sorry, sweetheart!" Ryuni giggles happily when she hears me say that. Twisted, delusional she is... "I'll come. I'll bring Bella, and the rest of the girls if they feel like coming. It's Bella, right, the girl Tinro likes?" "Eheh... that's my Ryuni, knowing everything!" Ryuni grins as she hears that, and forces a long kiss on my mouth before skipping away. I'm so used to that by now that I just let it happen... "See you tomorrow night, darling..."
 
 
ENCLIN TUHOE
 
Winter, 21/15/22XX
 
I prepare to leave, but I have to wait until Bairi, my sister, awakens; she's afflicted by Abyssian seeding, and her condition was nocturnal intelligence. I can't leave her alone when until it's nighttime when she awakens and goes to do her... night stuff. Probably some seal maintenance and creating some engravements for her e-shop. The seeding curse made her magic power go black, a rare commodity for spells and artifacts to be imbued with. She's making mad buck with it. We're pretty chill in the money department anyway, even if our parents are out most of the time. I check my tie and play with Bairi until she starts awakening. It's good that the moon comes up early in the winter. "Broher..? Blah... Brother, you know I hate playing with the balls!" "You know you like it when you're not awake. You like it when they bump together for some reason." "Make me play with mathematics and a knife-brush instead... baka." What does baka mean...? Anyway, time to go. "I need to go to a party, Bairi, see you later!" "Phah! YOU, a party? How much did it cost to get an invite?" I ignore her and leave the house. She loves her sassy responses.
 
The night has fallen and the penthouse is full of colours. Tinro went all out and bought a few magic disco balls to hang on the ceiling, and the liquor table is filled with all kinds of stuff, from drinks coming from 2014 to illegal wares. Lots of whiskey, apparently. I see Tinro already hanging around with Bella. He's trying really hard to impress her. Meanwhile, I find a dark and lonely corner and go find a darker place. The dark and lonely corner is always filled with the most dangerous, creepy or anti-social people, so you need to try harder to find a peaceful spot... I see a soft couch in the shade of the stairway, and observe the party from there. The next time I blink, Ryuni is sitting next to me. "HOLY SH-" She covers my mouth, sussing me... "Hi~ you look great, you know that...? A bit too serious, though..". The way she's bent over me displays her volumptuous chest... and she's not wearing a bra. Oh. "I know... I didn't come here because I like parties." "I know... You came here for me. (I didn't. At all.) I appreciate that a lot... Here, have a drink, it's low percentage alcohol, but it tastes awesome, try it!" I'm hesitant, I don't like alcohol at all, but it's Ryuni... she'll force it down my throat if I don't drink it, so I'll just comply. I take the drink from her hand, noticing her green and red nail polish (well, as far as I can see through the rainbow colours being flashed around) on her long nails, and take a big gulp. It tastes like.. Dr. Pepper mixed with... oh sh!t. Almost immediately, I realize she's spiked it with something. Oh no. A whirlpool of thoughts go through me as the world becomes blurry. "Good boy... Come, come with me.." Ryuni's voice sounds like an angel's, charming me... calming me... as I fall unconscious.
 
I wake up, still doozy, hearing faint squishes.


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