My Life With Not-Face: Chapter Three

Chapter Three
Wrongish Foreplay

My heartbeat has stilled to a crawl, sweat flowed down my entire body at an alarming rate, mixing with the dark stains on my now-soiled trousers, giving them a clammy-lemony odor. In a desperate attempt to save my seemingly endangered life, I turned around eyes closed, my pants hot and zesty out of fear, bowed my head, and bellowed out, "PLEASE FORGIVE MEEEEE!!!! I didn't mean to, honest! I was just energized to drink and....my foot just went and- and destroyed her feet, and, and I didn't mean to! Please don't cut off my treasure sack with the rage of little kid soldiers, I'll do anything! ANYTHING!!!"  I begged my heart out, and had begun to tear up out of relief of this releasing of emotions; I clapped my hands together, still bowing down, hoping that my assailant would accept this sorry display of a man as forgiven. But the voice that spoke out wasn't that of an enraged nurse no it was much softer almost unrecognizably soft, it sounds familar but I just can't put a face to the name as it said  to me, " Um.....I don't wanna do anything like that to you."

"Huh?" Was my only reply as I looked up to see who it was; glory be, it was none other than "Not-Face" Hanako, the last person I ever expected to see again, and the only person I remember from that crazy night. Losing all sense of dread, I straighten myself up almost immediately and deeply embrace her out of relief, and sob talk out, "It's you! Oh, you don't know how happy seeing you makes me, I thought my little bro was a goner for sure!"

Out of the crushing weight of my relief grab she said " Uh...... you're kinda wet... down there."  She was violently trembling from the surprise of me being so touchy touchy; given how she treats others, I could understand why she was scared of this, even if it is me.

"Oh, this, sorry about that." I return to reality, and realize that I'm hugging a flaky face girl; I borderline push her away into the wall-but lightly mind you, nothing immediately cruel- and continue on, "My pants, they are like that because you snuck up on me, shame on you, but it's not all your fault. I was deathly afraid of the Nurse guy disemboweling me, not of the twinkle in your....eye. Anyways, what are you doing out here?"  

" I was on my way to the library when you suddenly burst out of the class room, but I forgot my science book for the homework...... why was the nurse after you again?" Hanako mildly replied back, continually looking away from me.

Remembering her usual schedules, I realize that going to the library with the girl that reminds me of John Merrick would be a near perfect place to hide out; nobody would expect it save maybe that freaky dildo murderer that may or may not have killed Misha(haven't even confirmed Kenji's insane rantings like I said I would). I let out a quick laugh, and grabbed her by the hand, and proclaimed, "Ha ha! Him? He thinks I did something to Emi last night,break her metal legs into her throat or something like that- I personally think it's an improvement for her- but anyway, you said you were going to the library? Would you like some good company by chance? Oh, and no need to worry about science, we don't have any homework to do in there."

Obviously contemplating whether or not I might by chance rape her (or at least that's what I thought) she eventually came to a mental conclusion and gave me the hushed and simple yet still legible answer of "Yes" which was still more of an answer than I expected.

Showing my joy of this by biting my lower lip, showing my front teeth, and putting my fists together at my chest in an exciting fashion, I moved myself right beside her-like way beyond the usual comfort zone of a regular person, let alone her other-people dislike complex- and headed down in the same direction she was going. My heart nearly skipped a beat when I saw the nurse in the distance; at first I pulled a page out of Hanako's book, and ducked right behind her, making her jump as I vigorously gripped her shoulders to steady myself. When I saw the guy coming closer, I cursed to myself, and dove into a nearby trashcan, that just so happened to have somebodies' morning vomit droppings in it. Amongst the stewed bodily purge juices now sinking into my shoes, I listened in to hear if the Nurse saw me do my leap of faith into the nasty or not.

I could hear the nurse casually walk up to where Hanako was and said, " Good morning miss Hanako have you seen, you know, the GUY any where? I REALLY need to see him you see." He had obviously shown rage in those last couple words.

I poked my head out to get a better look at what was going on; I could just see Hanako nervously looking away in my direction, and replying back to him, "Um, you mean Hisao? He's, um, over..." I saw her finger begin to point towards my hiding spot,  but she saw my big round puppy dog eyes, mentally crying out to her like an animal that won't stop bitching right before getting the good old euthanasia; with a tear welled up in her not burnt eye from this guilt bombing display of mine, she changed her answer, and continued on, "He went over towards his dorm room because he, well, went all over himself...at least, that's what he told me. You could still catch him if you get there fast enough."

A witty smile appeared on the nurse's face obviously finding pleasure in the fact that he scared the piss out of me as he said " Ah he pissed himself did he? Well, heh heh..... that will be the LEAST of his worries when I get my hands on him." And with that last comment he dashed out of the hallway, hoping to catch the non-existent me in the dorm room.

As soon as he was out of sight, I climbed out of the trashcan, and patted Not-Face on the head in appreciation like the animal I thought she was(this made her gasp in fear and curiosity), and said to her, "Phew, thanks Hanako, you really saved my bacon from being deep fried...and castrated. Oh, if you hear me squish when I walk, it's because somebody threw up in the darned garbage can."

She gave a soft smile(which I would have found attractive if not for the fact that half of it was red and sorta coming off), and replied back, "Y-yeah, I tried to warn you but....Lilly uses that trashcan every day to, how did she say, 'keep her feminine figure in check', or something like that. I hope you're still okay to come with me to the library with me-uh, if you still want to that is!..."

"Huh, really? I would have never have thought that Lilly goes to those lengths to look sexy in the eyes of others....quite ironic since she can't see and all." Was the first thing that came out of my mouth in response. To answer the second half of her reply, I continued, " But babe, I have no choice but to; I mean, that homicidal nurse guy wants me dead, and what's worse, he knows everywhere I go. Hanging out with you though, he'd never expect me to be that sweet on you; he thinks I'm a heartless bastard after all...which I'm not." In the midst of me saying these things, I wondered why I was going out of my way to look good for her....oh god, don't tell me I'm falling for her. I thought to myself, 'Oh no no no....are the lower parts of her even still working? Maybe she was only fried from behind, and her front parts are all good...yeah, let's hope that's it if I'm really going to go through with....this.'"

We both walked into the library, gave a greeting to its keeper Yuuko, who nearly fell over herself out of surprise(even though she's practically seen us millions of times), and we took our seats in the adjacent bean bag chairs. As soon as we got situated, Hanako pulled out a book out of seemingly nowhere(which furthered my suspicion that maybe just maybe her coochie may still work after all), and began to vigorously read it, almost completely forgetting I was there to begin with. Not wanting to feel left out I got up to look for a book, after about ten minutes of searching I finally found a book of interest it's called A Modest Proposal and appears to be in multiple languages and forms so people with varying amounts retardation and disability could read it and bask in it's informational glory.

I plopped back down beside the girl of questionable beauty and scarring, and began to read the enticing tale; it was quite short, but it was very eye opening on how to make profits out of small children by their consumption and sale as a food product. 'It was hard to believe that this practice hasn't been performed before.' I thought to myself before I realized something; the Japanese may have done this during those bombings in WW2 to prevent the spread of that radiation jazz, it would make sense after all.
"Damn, this is a real eye opener, I feel almost...enlightened, like I've found inner peace, I should really show this to Kenji sometime. I'm sure he'd get a kick out it, and more than likely would fit into his feminist conspiracy rantings one way or another." I said aloud, completely unaware that someone was right nearby to answer to my not so honorable realizations.

I peered across from my position to see the frightened not-face of Hanako as she said, "Wha........what did you say? "  

Feeling a sense of shock, I looked up, and proclaimed, "Who me? I was just talking about what's written in this book. You should give it a quick looksie; this Irish writer really has the right thing in mind for the world for population control." As I finished saying this, I handed her the informative short story. As I did this, I touched the top of her right hand, and I shuddered in response; I could hear the almost inaudible crunching of dried skin. she didn't seem to notice as I reeled back in disgust.

I watched her as she looked over the morally incorrect story of fetus devouring waiting for her to finish so the unavoidable debate could began. It didn't take long for her to finish the book as she put the book down slowly and looked up at me almost in shock. " Is this really okay to, you know read this kind of thing in school; it seems kinda …... wrong? "

I waved my hand to and fro, and replied back, "Nah, it's a matter of opinion. I for one think it's a good idea for population control, and it feeds all the hungry masses who can't afford to eat. It's a win-win Not-Fa-Hanako if you're thinking like I am." As I said this, I couldn't help but wonder why she could be so willing to hang out with me, despite my pissy, pukey smell aura; my only conclusion to this was that her nose was burned from the inside out, and it killed her nostrils(in hindsight, she gives me to much time to ponder things about her, I'm quite the cynic).

I didn't think about it much longer for she finally broke my pondering with her counter statement as she said " No matter good of a population control plan it is unless you're sneaking it in to there food there's no way people would eat babies now a days, and even if you did sneak it in people would eventually find out what from cannibalistic with drawl shakes and all if you stopped eating certain products, people don't like being lied to and that's a pretty bad lie whoever administered it would probably be executed for the slaughter and consumption of thousands of babies. " She said it so out of character and oddly force full that it shocked me into actually having to think about a counter argument.

I was at a complete loss for words; she was a powerful war-god of this debate, while I was but a single celled amoeba stuck to the ass of a thirty or so year old emo shut-in who lived with their mother in comparison. Acknowledging my defeat, I lowered my head in defeat, and uttered out in return, "Gah...I am defeated, fair and square Hanako. Jeez, you're so well versed in this topic, I have to wonder, did you have this argument before with someone else? You knew exactly what to say and everything, it was amazing."

She looked at me with a hint of surprise in her eye, and turned red from me giving her a honest compliment for once, and said " Yes actually I have, with that blind kid that wears the scarf all the time and almost never comes to class. I think he was in Lilly's class, but I'm not to sure; I can never remember his name. " Well there go's my idea to show this to Kenji out  the window if he's already read it.  I mean just how many weird, blind, scarf wearing truants could there possibly be in this school? she sat and thought about what his name could for awhile before finally continuing her sentence, " Well anyways he won the argument last it seemed as though no matter what I said he had some crack pot theory behind why I was wrong, and he always seemed to blame feminists for some reason..."

I nodded my head, and replied back, "Oh god, I know who you're talking about, he's in the room right across from me. He's quite a card isn't he?"  

She nodded her head in agreement " Yes he really is. something terrible must have happened to him as a child for him to think those things he says are true..."

I chuckled to myself, and began to tell her about how Kenji was crapped on by a bird after his first time outside in month's; this made her giggle quite a bit, and before either of us knew it, we were deep in conversation with each other(despite it being Hanako, I'll have to thank Kenji for being gossip material for me to talk about with a girl who's 50-50 in the looks department). We exchanged stories of various things that one or both of us saw him do, and through her I learned that somehow, he hustled people through games of bowling; this took me aback more than anything else on account of his near blindness, "Heh heh, he could really do that? No wonder he called that the 'mans sport', what really baffles me is why he shares these things with you in the first place. He usually hates all the girls of this school on the reasonings of them being conspiring warmongers seeking to destroy the male population."

Her face lit up with embarrassment as she began to explain why Kenji actually talked to her " Well you see I think he believes I'm a man because of my terrible burn scars once I told him the truth but he just said ' You're funny bro but that's impossible because only a man could receive such manly wounds in such a manly manner and still be alive to tell you're manly tale to you're fellow man ' then he left. If you see him, could you maybe..."

I got where she was coming from, and finished her sentence, saying, "Yeah, don't worry Not-Hanako, I'll enlighten him on that, I just can't-"  as I droned on, the clocks in the library all struck to the hour of seven in unison; I took that to heart, and continued on, "Ah, and so the clocks strike seven. Well, we'd better get going eh? We don't want Yuuko apologetically beating us out the door. Ready to go?" I held out my hand to her as I was the first to get up, aiming to give her a boost up (I really hope her hand doesn't crunch again....what a disturbing sound).

I helped her up and proceeded out of the library looking around every corner hoping that the enraged nurse wasn't around the corner and had hopefully given up his hunt. In my own defense I hid behind the whole way there for me this was a life sustaining action to her it might as well have been a F&$^ing confession of love cause she was red the whole way there; of course, that could have just been me better detailing her facial wounds, but I couldn't confirm it at that time. We got to the dorms, and as we reached the point to where we had to part ways, I said to her, "Well, thanks for spending the day with me Hanako; I may be in trouble, but I'm sure I can avoid it if I use you as the excuse. Well, I'll catch-", was all could mouth out, because before I could even realize it, her face was nearly thrown towards mine, and our lips met one another; what should have been a romantic occasion, I ruined any chance of that experience happening to me with my strong desires to pull away from coarse right half of her face, but the soft, gentle left half kept me there, even if against my will.
As quick as it had happened, the...."kiss" was over, and she yanked her head back almost instantaneously; she seemed almost on the verge of tears as she nervously looked at my surprised face, then all about the general area as she said to me, "Um, Hisao...I didn't mean, uh.....I'vegottagodosomething!!!" Then, like a comic book superhero, she was gone in a flash, ducking down into the girls dorm like it was her own fortress of solitude.

"Huh, wonder what that was all about....it was just her tripping into me, it's not like it she meant to do that or anything...Ha, Hanako, taking the lead in a relationship, that's a hoot..." I said aloud to myself as I went into my own dorm; I lumbered into my hallway, realizing how much of a big smelly wreak I was, with the piss-moistened pants and the puke filled shoes and such, my first objective was to take a powerfully relaxing shower. I skulked into my room-which, the broken door lock aside-was completely untouched. I went to prepare my sleep clothes, and after putting them on the bed, I caught sight of a note on my bed. I wanted to ignore it at first, but curiosity, being the bdsm mistress that it is, got the better of me, and I just had to pick it up and give it a quick once-over.

I picked up the note, and brought to a readable distance, and read aloud to myself, "So Nakai, thought seducing a mentally distraught girl to lead me astray would make me quit? Oh no no...I'll get you eventually. Don't worry though, I won't disrupt your medications any; now that I realize it, I want to enjoy snuffing you out, and merely having you succumb to your own defects....that's just not good enough, I want to make you SUFFER and SQUIRM. I hope that you enjoy anything you get from being with that sad sack of a girl, because that's the only chance of happiness you'll ever obtain on my watch. For now, I think I'll just bide my time and let you suffer under your own worry; see you when you need a refill on your meds. -Love, The Nurse (aka, the last person you'll ever see in life)."

I pondered to myself, 'Seduce Hanako? Why would he think that? I mean, we were just hanging out with each other and talking and laughing together all day and-'  Then, it all suddenly hit me like the sound of a 9 iron totally wreaking a virgin butthole, and I bellowed aloud, "Yeeeaaaaagghhh! He thinks I'm doing her! HER! Aw man, I mean....she's nice and all, she gave me liquor money, but......the burns, the burns!!! It burns ME just thinking about it!!!! Augh, this is just awful.....hah, I need to cleanse myself of this day, it's just been one big clusterfuck of emotional turmoil....and the dirtying of my unmentionables." With that, I shed my clothes of grimy deceit, and plopped into the shower...after what seemed like hours, I lumbered out of the shower, numbed to the chill outside the showers' boiling waters, and feeling fresh as a daisy. Afterwards, I slinked back into my room, dragged my desk infront of the door for a good safety measure, and passed out on my bed, once again lying under the blanket given to me this morning.

I yawned, and in my final minutes of consciousness, said to myself, "Huh, this must have been her blanket.....I guess it could be worse.....or maybe it is; like, it could be, 'her burns reak of decay and cooked flesh underneath her clothes' worse...but, that's for another day, time for sleep..." Obeying my self given command, I went into a deep slumber, readying myself for the next day to come.