thinks he's incredibly tacky from his greasy hair to his stupid jean holes that hikaru refuses to let him sew up. a lazy asshole who does nothing but leave his empty coke cans and bags of dorritos on the floor as he sweats in his stupid gamer chair all day playing fortnite and spitting out slurs at random five year olds on the internet. a disgrace to society. a horrid excuse of a man. the prime example of impoliteness and poor manners
hikaru thinks to himself,,.this candlelit dinner is simplynot enough,.
he gazes sadly at the half eaten body pillow in front of him. its so sexy... but.. nowhere near the real thing....
orithus, oh orithus. the love of his life. ever since he played hard to get at the carnival, he hasnt been able to take orithus off his mind. those beautiful purple eyes, that gorgeous black hair. he's like a minecraft nether portal gijinka. mysterious. dangerous. sexy. hikaru is infatuated.
how can he get his senpai to notice him? he hasnt got a clue. if only there was some way to catch his attention and get him to stop moaning over that sickening yumenhoe. even shuga was apparently more entertaining than him, it simply wasnt fair. what did TRHEY have that he didnt? he was sexy, attractive, tall, rich, famous, and had a great personalitiy. he was everything u could ever want in a man, so why wasnt orithus jumping at the chance to be his boyfriend??
then suddenly. as if it was a sign from god himself. vivid flashbacks of what happened earlier that morning in ponytown replayed in his head on loop. in each memory, hikaru found himself twerking lustfully in orithus' face. it was so romantic. so arousing. the perfect plan. filled with determination, hikaru now knew what he had to do
he slithered off the dining table and sprawled his limbs across the floor, salivating and growling like a wild animal while slowly making his way tio the carnival on all fours.
soon orithus would be his. all his.
all was silent and peaceful at the carnival, the only noise present at the scene being the tranquil conversation between orithus and shuga, along with the occasional fluttering of the cold night breeze. however, this harmonious moment would not last long, for someone- no. someTHING, was on his way to tear this cordial moment apart
from the gnashing of his sharp, yellowed teeth, to the unbearable sound his long,, dirty fingernails made as he dragged them across the floor each time he walked.... there was no way this thing was human. this was a wild, filthy animal. a predator about to catch his prey. and oh, how he was SALIVATING over this prey of his.
orithus was certainly a sight to behold. He had soft, messy hair the color of a beautiful midnight sky, and his eyes as purple as an amethyst. He radiated an aura like no other.. he was kind, but also mysterious, and he was so. damn. sexy. hikaru had never felt this way about someone before.. something about orithus was just so... captivating. he wanted to know more about him. hikaru wanted nothing more than to melt into orithus' warm embrace and be cradled in his large, muscular arms, but unfortunately... up until now, he had been irrelevant to the love of his life. it was truly a tragedy;; they were destined to be no more than enemies. but hikaru simply could not stand for this. the love he felt for orithus burned brighter and hotter than any flame, it was eating him up from the inside. it was truly driving him mad. he could not live like this for much longer;; he needed to tell orithus how he felt, and he needed to do it Now.
however, hikaru was never good with words. giving lengthy, emotional speeches were never one of his strong points, although he wishes it weren't true. but it was fine, this would not be an issue, as he has found a far more effective way of expressing how he truly feels.
this special way of communicating his emotions was through none other than an interpretive dance! more commonly known as "twerking". he knew orithus would love this. true, he's stated multiple times that he's only fond of "wet ass pussies, big busty babes, and thick meaty thighs", but. hikaru is positive that he can change his mind.
he hops frantically from side to side on all fours, unable to contain his excitement. the love of his life will soon be all his. his love life with orithus is so close he can practically TASTE it. once orithus is in his line of vision, he scampers towards him violently, a crazed look in his eyes. finally the moment has come.
his mood is immediately soured when he notices that shuga is there as well. he's getting deja vu;; this is just like the last time he was so rudely rejected by orithus at this exact same spot. his heart shattered into so many pieces on that day, he had experienced gut-wrenching agony on a level that he hadn't even realized was possible up until that very moment. however it was fine, hikaru would prove him wrong. he would put on a show that orithus would surely never forget. soon orithus would be on his knees BEGGING for hikaru's forgiveness, as well as begging for him to take his hand in marriage
hikaru leaps between the two of them, circling around while snarling and salivating like a wild animal for a few moments to catch their attention. once he's positive that all eyes are on him, he jumps onto one of the teacups, gets into position, and begins to carry out his plan with perfection
gazing lustfully at orithus, he repeatedly thrusts his hips back and forth at a rapid rate. he squats deeply and shakes his buttocks harder than he ever had before. up and down and up and down and up and down. his fat, juicy ass cheeks jiggled wildly in a provocative manner
he pours his entire heart and soul into each shake of his hips. he communicates his rage, betrayal, agony, hurt, infatuation, attraction, obsession, but most importantly, his burning love. he had never felt love on such a grand scale before, and from the bottom of his heart he hopes he is able to express this through his movements
up and down and up and down and up and down he twerks faster faster faster faster faster and faster until finally, he throws his head back and in a single, dramatic flourish, he leaps into the air, does a triple front flip, spreads his limbs across the sky to resemble what can only be described as a miserable dying starfish.
he then flips a couple more times before diving back down and landing in the perfect finishing position, in which he does the splits whilst dabbing at the same time. you can hear the miserable crack as his bones once he does so, but it does not matter to hikaru. he is no longer capable of feeling pain, only love. true, burning, passionate love for orithus arsenic.
his night was nothing but cool, calm, and normal before hikaru came in like a hurricane. his entrance was so grand that it outshone the light from any carnival ride here. captivating, mesmerizing, a storm.
no longer was orithus focused on shuga, no. nor was he focusing on the teacups. the cold night air that brushed past his face seemed like nothing as his cheeks heated up when he saw this yellow-toothed monster. red from embarrassment. maybe even anger, or least likely. because of... love?
the sound of saliva dripping from hikaru's gnarly mouth was distinct in the quiet night. his mint green hair was a mess, and his eyes glowed in the dark. a monster, he was, but he wasn't scared. if twilight could have a heartwrenching monster story, then so could DR46.
his amethyst-colored eyes seemed to sparkle the moment he laid eyes on this sexy beast. there was just something about him that he had never noticed before. what was it about him that captivated orithus so? was it the freckles delicately placed on his cheeks that were as numerous as the amount of stars in the sky? or perhaps it was the brilliant pink color of his eyes that reminded him of the most beautiful pink diamond? the color of love, maybe. 'cute...'
interpretive dance... it was one of the most amazing, most beautiful things orithus had ever seen. he truly did love this. his mouth was agape as he stared at hikaru. this twerking. this dance. this masterpiece. wet ass pussy? big busty babes? thick meaty thighs? please, they were nothing in comparison to the sight laid out in front of him. god, if jesus couldn't save him in the past, then he couldn't save him now.
yumeno? shuga? who? the only one in his eyes is none other than hikaru momotaro. the beat of his heart reached speeds that would have normally killed a man. so sweet, so wonderful, so hikaru. oh, how he wished to passionately make out with the man he called 'tomato cheeks' right then and there. just a big smoooch!!
he would never be able to forget this show for the rest of his life. the way he so skillfully and gracefully hopped on one of the teacups... his lustful gaze giving orithus shivers up his back. he couldn't help but smirk once he knew that this show was just for him, and him alone.
what a fat. fucking ass. jiggly, like the finest pudding on the market. oh, if only he could grab a spoon and...
hikaru's feelings reached orithus loud and clear. all his fiery emotions hit him like a storm, his mind was muddled with everything that was handed to him. it was like an endless barrage of cannonballs and arrows trying to breach the defenses of his weak heart. oh! hikaru! was this love?
he had never felt this way before... no one had ever went this far for him. this... truly is love. it could be nothing else. the digust people would usually feel was nonexistent.
he stood up from the teacup as it went to a still, the lights on the other rides dimmed as he walked towards hikaru.
he placed a hand on hikaru's shoulder, probably dislocated from his astounding gravity-defying performance. then, right there, he shared a tender hand-hold with hikaru. a hand-hold full of love. nothing but. burning. fiery. love.
"Your performance will be remembered, my love. Your dance will forever be engraved in my head, and nothing anyone will do will ever triumph today. You, Hikaru, are so sexy that the ancient Greek gods are biting their lip in jealousy. As your mint-green hair swayed through this dark night, I felt my heart pound out of my chest," he placed hikaru's hand on his chest so he could feel his heartbeat, "And I would love to be your husband. Hikaru Momotaro, will you take me, Orithus Arsenic, as your husband? I have no ring at the current moment, but I vow that from this day forward, you will not walk alone. May you feel deeply loved, with me by your side, and may my arms forever be your home."