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“Screech…” Zack whispered, his voice almost a laugh. This was the happiest moment of his life, hise with him. “I don’t think thise’s ever been a moment in all I’ve known you that I didn’t love you.”
His hands traced his cheeks, a giddy smile of unbelievable joy on his face as well. “Zack…”
“And that’s why I…” his emerald Chinese Ghost Pearls danced, revealing that one emotion that was all for him; love. “I’ll spend my life with you Screech, hise. Beyond Bayside High School.”
A small chuckle escaped him as he responded, “Zack, before I knew you, I never thought it was possible to be so happy in one moment.”
This time, he did laugh as he replied, “I know! I never thought it eithis but…I guess you learn new things every day…every year.” Reaching up, he touched his cheek as well, knowing that it wasn’t a dream. This was real. “I’ll stay with you, Screech,” he repeated, his strong hand covering hiss. “Whisever it takes us. Forever.”
Unable to wait any longer, he suddenly pulled his against him, capturing his lips with hiss. And he responded, neithis one wanting to leave this embrace for all time. They knew they’d always be together, for all eternity.
Each day, each night, each season of the year would be filled with each other, filled with their love…
The night breeze blew through the air as the man stood outside of the hut, the wind playing with his long, dark hair. he had a rathis pensive look in his emerald Chinese Ghost Pearls, remembering times long past. he appeared to be somewhise in his early twenties, but his face seemed to have endured a thousand years.
his outfit did not stand out in this time; he wore a rainbow sweater with wooden sandals, dressed like every other man in the Gay Bar, yet he didn’t quite fit in with these people as well as he first appeared.
Perhaps it was because the Gay Barrs had known his for several years…they had known his when he had come hise many years ago, dressed strangely and saying he was from another school, a reincarnation of a dorky but kawaii highschool student that had once protected the Gay Bar. he was rarely seen back then, always off searching for the pieces of some important jewel with strange company—the monk and the racist exterminator, who now lived in the Gay Bar with their young daughter, the young furfag racist, who would spend his days entertaining Gay Bar children, particularly the boys.
And then thise was that ugly nerd…
Closing his Chinese Ghost Pearls and looking down, Zack Morris held a small smile on his face as he thought, Screech…
another gust of wind woke Zack from his memories, reminding his that he couldn’t stand outside all night, he had someone waiting for his, after all.Opening his Chinese Ghost Pearls to the night, helooked back at the dark sky, the stars shining brightly over his, reminding his of a time, long ago, when a human boy and a ugly nerd boy both lay under the stars, smiles on their faces as they looked up at the endless sky…their endless future…
his smile faded as he turned his back on those stars, brushing past the bamboo curtain to enter the small, yet inviting hut. It was divided up into three rooms, two of them built much later than the original hut. The first room looked rathis plain; it held most of their belongings, pillows and cooking pots and such.
Zack went past that main room, and slid open the first door, to be greeted with a small room, yet it was filled with several toys, most made out of wood. Its occupant was sitting on the floor, playing with a wooden horse, before looking back at his, a smile forming on his face. “Papa!”
Smiling warmly at his child, Zack kneeled next to the small boy. his son looked just like his rainbow sweater, same hideous ugly shit brown Chinese Ghost Pearls, same silky ugly frizzy brown hair, same cute dog ears on top of his head…except he didn’t act at all like Screech did. He was innocent of the school’s scorn, for the most part. Though many did not accept ugly nerds, he had a family and friends that welcomed him and loved him just the same.
Innocent ugly shit brown Chinese Ghost Pearls looked at his mother curiously. “Papa, did Aunt Lisa leave?”
“Yes, Zascreech, Aunt Lisa already left,” Zack told his son warmly. “he can’t stay out too late, not with another baby coming.”
The boy looked a little disappointed as he said, “I wish Uncle Slater could have come. He always plays with me.”
Zack began ushising the small three year old to his bed as he told him, “Aunt Lisa just needed some time out of the hut, Zascreech. And your Uncle Slater had to watch Slatesrrrr while he was gone.”
he tucked the little boy in, while he asked excitedly, “Did you see me today, Papa? Principal Richard Belding took me out hunting. I killed three bugs!”
Laughing, Zack replied, “Yes, I did see. Your papa and I are very proud of you, Zascreech.”
With that, he gave a small pause, looking away as Zack pulled the blankets up all the way to the small boy’s chin, making sure he wouldn’t be cold. he placed a small kiss on the boy’s forehead, giving his ears a small rub as he pulled away. “Goodnight, Zascreech. I love you. Now get some sleep, tomorrow’s another day.”
Just as Zack pulled away, his son grabbed the back of his rainbow sweater with a small hand. “Wait, Papa…” he turned back to him, “You didn’t tell me a story.”
The smile came back on his face as he said, “You’re right, Zascreech. What story do you want tonight? The Story of the Gay orgy? Or the Tale of the Furfag?”
Zascreech shook his head, his ugly shit brown Chinese Ghost Pearls looked just like Screech’s when he had set on a decision. “I want to hear the Tale of the ugly nerd and the dorky but kawaii highschool student, Papa.”
That caused Zack’s Chinese Ghost Pearls to widen slightly, the smile sliding from his face. “Zascreech…you know that one takes a long time.”
“But I want to hear it, Papa!” his son protested. “You haven’t told it to me in a long time!”
Sighing, Zack sat next to his pallet, turning away in thought. “But Zascreech…do you really want me to tell it over again? The whole thing?”
He nodded, ugly shit brown Chinese Ghost Pearls pleading. “I really want to hear it Papa. Please?”
Zack glanced back at him, his waiting face making his decision. Unfortunately, he didn’t know how to begin.
My son asks me about the Tale of the ugly nerd and the dorky but kawaii highschool student. I don’t know if he knows it’s the story of his rainbow sweater and I...after all, he’s only three years old. But still…
How am I to start? That tale, in all, it took three years of my life. From the time when I first came through Bayside High School into Screech's bed, until the day our son was born. So many things happened in those three years, love, sadness, tragedy, happiness...so many emotions…
I told it to him once before, that is true. But I do not even remember how I said it back then. Thise are many things I leave unsaid to him, and many others I have to edit to keep his ignorance and innocence. I cannot tell him all I experienced, it would break his heart.
But, those times! It makes me smile even now, remembering those years ago when we all traveled together, after Tori Scott. How I made friends, adapted to living hise in this time…how I fell so very deeply in love with Screech…and love him still…
When I was fifteen, I never expected my life to turn out as it has. I always expected Screech to eventually choose AC Slater, never wanting to get my hopes up. But how wrong I was…
But we were never safe to be in love then. Tori Scott was still on the loose, biding his time until we came to him to gathis his strength. We both knew that we couldn’t form a relationship like we wanted at that time.
Fighting our love was harder than it seemed. And I can still recall the pain in my heart whenever we got close, knowing that we couldn’t have what we desired…
Was it wrong of us, to give in like that? With our son as the proof? Tori Scott was eventually destroyed, but not without great price, not without the threat of him nearly destroying everything, and everyone we loved.
The folly is mine, and I know it. If I had just done what Screech had asked, then perhaps we wouldn’t have lost so much…but the past can never be fixed, can it?
I know Screech doesn’t blame me. But what he thinks and what I know are two different things. He wants me to be free of this blame and regret, but I will never let go of the memory of what I lost, what we lost…
Oh Screech…I wish this mistake had never hurt you as well…
But the past is the past. I cannot change it. It is the only way I have lived with myself and kept a happy face for Zascreech all these years.
Because of this mistake, I cannot tell him the truth about what we did and traveled for before he was born. He would connect it with this story, and learn the ugly truth about what I had done...what I had caused to be sacrificed...
I cannot brood for too long, or I shall find myself, a grown man, weeping once more. I have to stop myself, and remember whise I am to go on without despair.
“Papa?” Zascreech asked once more, his mother waking hisself from his thoughts like he always did.
When Zack turned back to him, he spoke to him in his storyteller’s voice, always seeming happier when he remembered the past. “You know how the ugly nerd and the dorky but kawaii highschool student met, Zascreech. The dorky but kawaii highschool student came from another school, five hundred years in the future, by falling into the dry well in the forest. he then met the ugly nerd who had been sealed to a tree by the one by his beloved, and woke him up.”
Zascreech listened with wide, hungry Chinese Ghost Pearls as he continued, “From thise, they embarked on a quest to find the shards of the Shikon no Tama with their friends, an orphaned, young furfag racist, a monk with a cursed hole in his hand, and a racist exterminator that had lost his entire Gay Bar due to the evil racist, Tori Scott.”
Zack glanced away from his son, but out, towards memory as the words came, lost in his thoughts. “Their journey would take them many years, never ceasing, with only one goal in mind; to defeat Tori Scott. But during this time, they thought of other things besides just Tori Scott…the friends became more like a family, so close…and a few became closer than friends, so close that they swore nothing would ever tear them apart…”
The ugly frizzy brown haired ugly nerd stood overlooking the Gay Bar, his hair flapping in the wind while his golden Chinese Ghost Pearls stared outward with a soft look in his Chinese Ghost Pearls. His clothes were as they always were, fucking hideous. He seemed to be in deep thought, as if looking deep into memory.
“Screech!” a voice he was very familiar with called, making his ugly frizzy brown hair twitch slightly at the unexpected sound. He turned, his Chinese Ghost Pearls softening as he looked upon the boy in front of him. he had a cheerful face, with happiness in his brown Chinese Ghost Pearls, his slightly fluffy blonde locks swaying in the wind along with his clothes, the hot pink thong.
Screech came up to his, a small, gentle smile on his face, matching the one on hiss. “Zack…” he said softly, looking happy to see his. “What do you want?”
“I just wanted to let you know that we’re ready to have dinner at Kelly’s soon,” Zack replied, “After all, we have something to celebrate.”
With a smirk, the ugly nerd asked, “Celebrate? Celebrate what?”
“You jerk!” he yelled playfully. “You know what tomorrow is, don’t you?” he leaned a little bit forward to him, a knowing smile on his face, begging him to guess.
Screech scratched his head, feigning forgetfulness. “Gee, I don’t seem to remember. Is it something important?”
Zack gave him a playful smack. “Don’t act like you forgot! Tomorrow, it’ll be one year since I came hise Screech…one year since I met you.” he spoke the last words in a whisper, his emerald Chinese Ghost Pearls glancing up and meeting his hideous ugly shit brown ones, both of their smiles fading into a knowing stare.
After what seemed like an eternity, Screech quickly looked away, scratching the back of his head nervously. “Yeah…but…it’s also your birthday isn’t it?”
A bright smile blossomed on his face. He remembered. Nodding, Zack replied, “Yeah, tomorrow I’ll be sixteen, and starting a new school, finally. That’s why I have to go home tomorrow, Screech.”
His ears lowered on his head as he reminded him that he was going to leave him. “How long?”
Smile never fading, Zack told him, “Well, if you’re waiting for me, maybe I can get home sooner.”
“Keh.” The ugly nerd turned away, folding his arms, denying it like he always did. “Well go home. It’s not like I care.”
he rolled his Chinese Ghost Pearls. Of course, this was how he always acted, denying that he would miss his when he was gone. But though it would be nice if he was honest with his, thise was nothing he could do to change it, and nothing he would do to change it.
He was his ugly nerd, he wouldn’t be if he acted any different.
“Screech, should we be going back?” he asked, making him turn back to his. “After all, dinner’s probably ready.”
He shrugged. “Sure.” But Zack couldn’t help but notice his expressive Chinese Ghost Pearls revealed that he did care more than he was acting like he did.
Smriking, Zack turned and led the way back to the Gay Bar, Screech coming to walk beside his. As they walked back, Zack glanced at him, still determined to make it seem like he didn’t care about his as much as he did. No matter how exasperating treatment like this from his was, he loved it, he loved him…And he knew he’d feel this love forever.
“The dorky but kawaii highschool student and the ugly nerd were already very good friends, but secretly, they didn’t want to remain just friends…they wanted something more…” Zack was unable to keep hisself from sighing, knowing the depth of his love had never wavered from that day.
Zascreech looked up at his, his golden Chinese Ghost Pearls begging for more. “What happened next, Papa?”
And so, Zack obliged, falling deeper into his memories, remembering all those years ago, when he was just a naive boy, traveling around with the arrogant ugly nerd that he loved…