Oneshot compilation thread it is!
Mostly, these are done on my phone during my lunch breaks.
Expect silly spelling typos due to my tiny keyboard
Hanako's Secret (This Post)
- Hanako divulges somer personal information with her boyfriend
- Lilly's Father and Hisao get to know eachother
- Potato is the master of Romance
- The short tale of a Fat Cat.
- I attempted something serious once
- Katawa Shoujo/A.S. Cannes crossover fic
- Miki shows some interest, and Taro has eaten an entire loaf of sweetbread
- Self Insert fanfics in a nutshell
- Behold, the first poem I've written in about ten years!
- Misha attempts to win the heart of a certain scatterbrained professor.
- The introductory scene to the secret route you unlock, upon completing the VN 100% fifteen times over.
- Hisao and Mutou have a bloke chat.
- Shizune treats the future Student Council to a meal in her room.
- Actions speak louder than words.
- Lilly seeks Shizune to discuss matters.
The summer sunset lights Hanako's room in the most glorious shade of orange. Birds chirping and the occasional chat of people walking by create a calming atmosphere as Hanako and her boyfriend lay on her bed, watching a movie on the small DVD Player They had smuggled in. She rests her head on his chest and listens to the syncopated heartbeat that brought Hisao here to Yamaku, and more importantly, brought Hisao and Hanako together...
The first time she laid like this and listened to his faulty heart, it worried her. It was essentially a normal heart beat, but it would occasionally thump twice in quick successiion, or even miss a beat or two. It happened just enough that it would catch her off guard constantly. A constant reminder of his condition... It almost ruined those sweet evenings.
Over these last few months, though, her view has changed. The irregular beating has become less of an omen, and more of a signature. It's a heartbeat unlike any other's. A beat that could only belong to Hisao, his unique heart beating away dispite everything that has happened.
It was also a reminder that he was alive.
For this, she was glad.
"H-Hisao," Hanako's stutter is a lot smoother in private, but unfortunately still prominent.
Hisao looks down at his love, who looks up to meet his gaze. "Do you love me?"
Hisao chuckles and runs his fingers through her hair. She asks this from time to time, but why is a mystery. If Hisao were to guess, he would guess it was down to her anxieties. Well, either that, or she just likes to hear him say it. "You have no idea how cute you can be," She pouts and snuggles closer. "I love you, Hanako, and nothing will ever change that,"
"N-nothing?" She pulls Hisao's shirt up to cover her blush, peeking over the top to watch his face carefully. Her smile melts his heart and he nods, a truely happy smile gracing his lips. "T-then I... I have a confession to make..."
"Oh?" Hisao's heart picks up pace a bit. Why did she make me say that before telling me?
Hanako sits up and takes Hisao's hands in her own. Her eyes focus on his hands, occasionally flicking up to meet his gaze. She forces her blush down and takes a few breaths.
"I know it's a s-stigmatised g-group... a-and I hope i-it doesn't ch-change how you see me..." Her stuttering picks up dramatically, showing exactly how anxious she is. "...B-but I know I-I can trust you..."
"H-Hisao. I'm a Narutard."
"I... I am a f-fan of th-the anime N-Naruto..."
After a few moments of silence, Hanako gazes up to meet her boyfriend's eyes looking at her. Oh God, please say something. Please.
"Is that it?" He's smirking.
Relief floods the crispy girl and she embraces Hisao in a tight hug. Of course Hisao wouldn't mind me liking an anime! He loves me... He loves me for who I am! He isn't like that.
A sudden wave of excitement takes over, and Hanako jumps to her feet. "W-Wait here!"
She skips over to her wardrobe and shuffles around in the drawers. When she turns around, she's wearing a Ninja Headband and is clutching a few sheets of paper, covered in drawings. She is positively beaming.
"I-I drew these,"
Hisao lets a short laugh and starts scanning the pages, under the very observant eye of Hanako. He meets her gaze and puts an arm around her. "You drew these? Hanako, these are really good!"
She holds him closer and starts pointing out different characters that she's scribbled down, elated now that she has someone who shares her interest.
However, Hisao isn't really listening to her. He isn't focussing on who is an actual character and who she invented. He doesn't really give a rat's arse.
He's subtly sending a text whilst Hanako's distracted.
dude defcon 1
bro i no ur in there! get out!
just do it now
before its 2 late
Kenji drops his phone and scrambles to his desk. Slamming on a kevlar helmet, he pulls out a device with a big red button on the front. A single manly tear drops down his cheek.
"You're a goddamn hero, Hisao. God speed."
The very foundations of Yamaku High School shakes, as fourteen homemade bombs rip through the girl's dormatories. Screams are drowned out as the combined sounds of a kilogram of Potassium Chlorate and three weeks of illegal internet research all come together. They did it. They foiled the Feminist's plans! When the dust settles, all thats left is an amassment of rubble and the occasional limb. There were no survivors in the devestation. The Male:Female ratio of Yamaku was cut to 5 males to every female. The operation was a massive success.
On that day, Hisao Nakai died for our safety.