Fanfiction... Chapter 3
Title: Bugiardo
Author: seleniasan
Pairings: Y!Squalo x Y!Dino
Rating: PG-13, just to be sure^^
Title of chapter: Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing, Squalo and Dino are (c) Akira Amano san.
Genre: general, shounen ai, yaoi
Notes: /
Chapter 3
The third day was Saturday. That meant five hours of school instead of six and less boredom. As usual Squalo perched on the school desk, like a crow on a branch. The subjects that would have been taught that morning, either for sadism, or for personal amusement of those who made the schedule, were two hours of Greek, one of Italian literature, one of philosophy and last but not least one of phisics. A morning whose perspective was not even a bit exciting. There was nothing better to do, so Squalo leaned on the desk relaxing, no one bothered to see what he was doing though. He took some notes, while planning his schedule for the afternoon. He would go practicing with his sword.
When the bell rang, he stood up, but he bumped into someone on the way. That someone with blond hair and hazel eyes, who seemed to be pursued by his unluckiness. Dino smiled brightly, saying hello to the other boy.
- Hello!
- ... Hi?
- Uhm... You’re Squalo, right?
The white haired boy nodded, then asked, a bit annoyed:
- ... Dino... What do you want?
The other boy hesitated.
- Vooi, hurry up and spit it out!
- Well... I wanted to thank you for yesterday, you saved me from a very bad situation and...
- Ok, cut it off. It’s fine, but don’t misunderstand me, I only wanted to beat someone up.
- Yes, right...
The white haired boy moved to go away, but Dino groped him and - bad luck to the extreme - the blond slipped dragging along also a speechless Squalo, who gave a punch - the second one - on Dino’s head, while massaging himself.
- VOOOI! Ok, you’re pursued by the God f Fallings, but don’t drag along other people!
- ... Sorry...
Looking at Dino made the white haired boy losing his anger.
- Bah, it’s ok. What do you want again?
- I wanted... Well, I wanted to know where would you go...
- It’s not your business.
- I know, but...
- Geez...
Squalo breathed, resigned.
- I go eating then I go practising.
- Ah, what kind of sport do you practise?
For Squalo, Dino talked too much. Anyway, breathing deeply for the umpteenth time, he answered:
- Not sport. I practise with my sword.
- Wow, can I go and watch you?
- Squalo gazed at the blond sceptically, then said:
- Do as you like.
And so, at four pm, Squalo, together with Dino, was at a sports field.
- Wow, can I take this sword?
- No, you can’t.
- But... I can’t use it!
- Vooooi, it’s OF COURSE because you can’t use a sword, that you can’t take it!
- But...
- DON’T JOKE! You’re already a self-injurer, with a sword into your hands you can only hurt yourself more!
- ...
- Therefore you stay still while watching me.
- ... Yes.
Squalo breathed. He began with basic exercises. Parry, thrust, cutting blow. All these were made under the supervision of Dino. After some time he decided to be a bit exhibitionist, so he showed something more complicated. In the middle of a thrust, he heard the noise of a car stopping.
- Young Sir!
Squalo breathed, annoyed. Then:
- What’s now?
The blond boy had the serene and relaxed expression as someone condemned to death.
- Ah.... Romario!
- Young Sir! Your father is worried about you!
- But...
- And what he’s...
Dino interrupted the man saying:
- No, he’s done nothing, he was just showing me some sword exercises...
After some skirmish like “I was really worried about you, Young Sir”, and “it was nothing”, Dino waved at Squalo and went off, dragged by Romario.
Author: seleniasan
Pairings: Y!Squalo x Y!Dino
Rating: PG-13, just to be sure^^
Title of chapter: Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing, Squalo and Dino are (c) Akira Amano san.
Genre: general, shounen ai, yaoi
Notes: /
Chapter 3
The third day was Saturday. That meant five hours of school instead of six and less boredom. As usual Squalo perched on the school desk, like a crow on a branch. The subjects that would have been taught that morning, either for sadism, or for personal amusement of those who made the schedule, were two hours of Greek, one of Italian literature, one of philosophy and last but not least one of phisics. A morning whose perspective was not even a bit exciting. There was nothing better to do, so Squalo leaned on the desk relaxing, no one bothered to see what he was doing though. He took some notes, while planning his schedule for the afternoon. He would go practicing with his sword.
When the bell rang, he stood up, but he bumped into someone on the way. That someone with blond hair and hazel eyes, who seemed to be pursued by his unluckiness. Dino smiled brightly, saying hello to the other boy.
- Hello!
- ... Hi?
- Uhm... You’re Squalo, right?
The white haired boy nodded, then asked, a bit annoyed:
- ... Dino... What do you want?
The other boy hesitated.
- Vooi, hurry up and spit it out!
- Well... I wanted to thank you for yesterday, you saved me from a very bad situation and...
- Ok, cut it off. It’s fine, but don’t misunderstand me, I only wanted to beat someone up.
- Yes, right...
The white haired boy moved to go away, but Dino groped him and - bad luck to the extreme - the blond slipped dragging along also a speechless Squalo, who gave a punch - the second one - on Dino’s head, while massaging himself.
- VOOOI! Ok, you’re pursued by the God f Fallings, but don’t drag along other people!
- ... Sorry...
Looking at Dino made the white haired boy losing his anger.
- Bah, it’s ok. What do you want again?
- I wanted... Well, I wanted to know where would you go...
- It’s not your business.
- I know, but...
- Geez...
Squalo breathed, resigned.
- I go eating then I go practising.
- Ah, what kind of sport do you practise?
For Squalo, Dino talked too much. Anyway, breathing deeply for the umpteenth time, he answered:
- Not sport. I practise with my sword.
- Wow, can I go and watch you?
- Squalo gazed at the blond sceptically, then said:
- Do as you like.
And so, at four pm, Squalo, together with Dino, was at a sports field.
- Wow, can I take this sword?
- No, you can’t.
- But... I can’t use it!
- Vooooi, it’s OF COURSE because you can’t use a sword, that you can’t take it!
- But...
- DON’T JOKE! You’re already a self-injurer, with a sword into your hands you can only hurt yourself more!
- ...
- Therefore you stay still while watching me.
- ... Yes.
Squalo breathed. He began with basic exercises. Parry, thrust, cutting blow. All these were made under the supervision of Dino. After some time he decided to be a bit exhibitionist, so he showed something more complicated. In the middle of a thrust, he heard the noise of a car stopping.
- Young Sir!
Squalo breathed, annoyed. Then:
- What’s now?
The blond boy had the serene and relaxed expression as someone condemned to death.
- Ah.... Romario!
- Young Sir! Your father is worried about you!
- But...
- And what he’s...
Dino interrupted the man saying:
- No, he’s done nothing, he was just showing me some sword exercises...
After some skirmish like “I was really worried about you, Young Sir”, and “it was nothing”, Dino waved at Squalo and went off, dragged by Romario.