Careful confessions (Closed)

Days can be long and nights too short to make up for that. John Capore woke up that morning just exhausted. Getting out of bed was a monumental task. It had been a pain to even get going that morning. He had been up most of the night doing that whole being a superhero thing and only got back home in time to get like an hour's worth of sleep. Not enough. Just not enough sleep. School that day had just been an absolute pain. That one science test had been pretty difficult. He was sure he did enough to pass it, but his actual grade on it would probably be unimpressive. It was friday though, so tomorrow he would have the day off. When he got home he thought about how he could spend the weekend getting some rest. Then he fell asleep for a couple of hours. It was pretty late in the afternoon by the time he woke up. Well, at least he wouldn't need to spend the weekend having to rest. Looks like he had an open weekend. To do what exactly?

John looked around the room for a few minutes mindlessly. He was just searching through some of his stuff. His room was actually somewhat organized. At least he didn't need to clean it. John sat down and started reading through his notebook. It had been awhile since he last entered anything into it. It was full of nothing but a bunch of old entries, mostly from years ago. He started reading through them and was trying to remember what it was that made him write each of these various entries when the phone suddenly rang. The loud ringing sound blared through his ears and startled him. "Oh, who's calling me and why?" he shouted at as he got up to see who it was. John walked over to the phone and read the screen on the caller ID thingy. 'Unavailable' it said. Probably those salesmen again. "I am not answering, stop calling already." he said to no one. They were not interested in purchasing anything from them anyways. He couldn't wait until they could get their number off the register so that these annoying phone calls would end.

John walked over to the window and looked outside. The parking lot was pretty full by now. It had been practically empty when he got home earlier. He was out for way too long. He then went back to his bedroom and sat down to watch tv for a bit. There was really nothing on that he was interested in watching. Hopefully tonight he wouldn't have to go out and do anything. As he hoped for this he picked up his cell phone from off the floor and checked it. No new messages. Yay. How was this thing even still working? He had not charged it in nearly two whole weeks, and it still had like half its battery left. He'll have to remember to do that. In the meantime he searched through his contacts and found whom he was looking for. He looked for his new girlfriend Tyuki. Her name was way down on the list of about a dozen contacts. He hoped maybe they could one day have some actual quiet time or fun or something. No more craziness please. John sent her a text asking what she was doing that weekend. He then plugged his phone in so it could charge, and turned the tv off and went back to reading through the notebook.

John was sitting in his room and reading through some of the notebook entries. Hrm, the last real update was like four months ago. He wondered why he had not added anything in so long a time. He sat there reading throught a specific entry until the reply he was waiting for came. He was kind of hoping it would come sooner rather than later.

That reply came pretty quickly. When John heard his phone notify him of an incoming text message, he put his notebook down again and reached over to unplug the charger and check for messages. The message was from Tyuki. He opened it to read it when the phone rang again. Now who was calling? John got up and walked out and over to the phone to check the caller ID. It was the annoying salesmen again. Ugh, this will never end. John walked back to his room and read the message in its entirety. It said that she was getting some lunch and possibly coming over. Oh, that was a dreadful thing to read. He did not want her coming here. This place was terrible. This apartment building was the kind of place that slowly tears you apart on the inside until your a soulless husk that's left to wither in complete despair. That and it smelled pretty bad in some of the hallways. Then again, maybe it was a good idea.

John thought about how all their previous dates had gone. Fun, and then crazy people start bothering them. That was just so beyond annoying to deal with. Those paparazzi people made things difficult. Peaceful moments were vastly preferred, and this might be the closest to one they will actually get at this rate. This was probably a good idea. So john sent her back a response. "Sure. Though you might want to don one of those clever disguises of yours." He then got up and looked around the apartment to check and see if it was at least clean enough to be presentable towards guests. Well, at least to guests he was actually interested in having here. As he was cleaning, if you could even call it that, he thought about some things. Come to think of it, they probably had quite a few things to talk about. Where could it all even start? Now he was starting to dread this. Oh, please don't let this get out of hand or be really bad or something. Please please please.

John had agreed to letting his girlfriend come over and have lunch together and hang out and other stuff. After having texted her the address to his apartment building, he decided it was best to let his dad know about this. He probably should have called him beforehand in order to get his permission really. That would have been the responsible thing for him to do. Probably why he didn't do it. Responsibility, screw that. Yeah, he might get in trouble for this. That would be bad. Then again his dad rarely ever actually punished him. He usually just made him feel guilty and be done with it. John called up his dad to tell him what he had done. The phone rang, and it was answered shortly.

"Hello. What's going on?" his dad asked as he answered the call. "Hello?" he said again for John had paused before saying anything.

"Hi. I just called to let you know that Tyuki is coming over. Sorry I didn't ask you first." he said abysmally.

"Oh okay. Thanks for letting me know at least. Have fun and make sure you behave."

"Okay. See you when you get home. Bye." he said and hung up. That was a relief.

John sat down and turned the tv back on and watched it in the meantime. Later on he got another text from her. It said she was here. "Okay." he said to himself. He was a bit nervous actually. He walked out of his bedroom and towards the door. The buzzer rang and he answered it. "I'll be right down." he said and opened the door to leave. John locked the door behind him and walked over to the staircase and down it to the 1st floor. He walked to the main door and opened it up. He immediately saw Tyuki standing there. "Hi." he said as he held the door open for you. John then led her back upstairs to the seventh floor and to his apartment. He unlocked the door and led her in. "Welcome to my place." he said as the door was opened.

"Yeah, yeah, pizza will do." he said as he invited her in. Well, she was here. Here goes whatever happens next. Hopefully it goes well. John and Tyuki walked up the stairs together to his apartment. They talked only a bit while on the way up there. "Stairs? Stairs are your worst enemy? Really? he said amusingly. When they reached the seventh floor she said another funny thing that he couldn't help but respond to. "Of course I have neighbors. Why wouldn't I not have neighbors?" he asked her as they reached the door. He could see one of said neighbors, an old woman whom he had not met, looked at them suspiciously. John just paid her no mind since what they were doing was none of her business. Within seconds it was unlocked and they were inside.

Once inside John walked over to the kitchen counter and put the pizza box atop it. He then walked over to the cabinets to get out a couple of plates and glasses for them. "Uh, I have no plans at all. I guess we could just hang out and stuff. I don't know. You got any ideas?" he asked her as brought the plates and glasses over to the kitchen table. John walked over to Tyuki and kissed her on the cheek before walking over to the table and pulling out one of the kitchen chairs and invited her to sit down. He didn't know how, but climbing up this staircase had like, exhausted her. "You can sit down. I got this." He waited until she hopefully sat down and then walked back to the pizza box on the counter. John opened the book and looked at what she had brought. It was a bacon and pineapple pizza. Wow, she make one hell of a choice.

John had opened the pizza box to take a look at what Tyuki had brought over for them to eat for lunch. Oh wow, bacon and pineapple pizza. So rad. John walked back over to the table and grabbed the two plates real quick and brought them over to the counter. "So-" he started to say before she spoke first. He was about to ask her how many pieces she wanted and of what, but he got drowned out completely by her next comment of having dropped her guitar pick during concerts of hers.
"How many times has that happened? Maybe you should keep the spare ones in your pocket instead" he said to her as he turned towards her and saw that she had got up and was standing right behind him. "What are you doing? I got this. Go sit down and rest your feet or whatever. I'm trying to be a proper gentleman here. Go." he said half smiling, half exasperated. "I'm a fan. A fan of these toppings. Yeah. So uh, what would you like to start off with?" he asked as he saw that she was still standing around instead of sitting. He felt her hand on his back and slid his behind him to gently rub it. "So, what made you decide to go with this as lunch for us? "Was another of your worst enemies involved in the decision?" he asked as he laughed a bit. John was mainly just trying to get her to laugh a bit. He thought she was really cute when she laughed. That and wanted her to relax a bit. At least one of them should be able to relax.

"Oh well. I wouldn't actually know would I? I've only actually seen one of you and the band's stage shows and that was at that one concert where, well, you know." he said in regards to the continued discussion on what she wears and how it pertains to dealing with always dropping guitar picks. Without meaning to, John went ahead and brought up the events of what led up to their first date. Oh what a crazy night that was.

John looked over at Tyuki as she was talking about the pizza that they still weren't eating as of yet. This was going to take forever at this rate. He started to laugh at the expression she was making while describing what she was going on about. She grabbed her plate and sat down. John loaded his own plate and placed it on the table. Then he opened up the soda bottle and poured some of its contents into each of their glasses as he answered her question. "Uh, I'm good with just having lunch together for now. Maybe one of us will think of something while we're eating." he told her before recapping it and finally sitting down himself to eat. As soon as he sat down, before he could even grab one of the slices of pizza to eat it, he had to get back up again. Tyuki had asked for a napkin. Something he had completely forgotten to get. Actually, he had no clue where they were. "Oh, okay." he said before getting up and began searching through the kitchen cabinets for the napkins. This whole search took about thirty seconds. "Sorry." he told her when he finally found them and gave her one. John sat back down again and started eating as well. After taking a few bites, he stopped for a moment and asked Tyuki how she had been.

John gave Tyuki the napkin she had asked for and sat back down again to eat. She told him about the shows her band would be doing over in Japan and was inviting him to possibly attend one of them. He wanted to quickly say yes in response because he really wanted to go and all. He just couldn't. Not with school and everything. Wait. He should probably ask when all of this is happening before giving her an answer.

"What are the dates for these shows?"

He went on eating as he awaited an answer. The conversation was shifted when she asked him about a video game and if he had ever played. "Yeah, I've played it." he said. He hadn't just played it. John had a few of the games in the series. There was something they could do after lunch. Play Mario Kart. "I have a few of the games. We could play after lunch. If you want to, that is." he said a bit shyly. John didn't want to sound too enthusiastic about the prospect at hand.

He then noticed she had missed a spot when she last wiped her mouth. "You missed a spot. Like right here." he said as he pointed to the right side of his own mouth, then switched to the left. "Or here. One of the two." he told her. People in response to this would sometimes mirror the person tell them and get the wrong side as a result. "Do you want me to get that for you?" he asked in an attempt to sound somewhat charming.

"Any ideas when these shows are going to happen?" John asked of Tyuki, hoping she would answer with something he would consider good news. "I kind of want to go, but I'll have to make sure my schedule is open. I know. Being busy totally sucks sometimes." he told her as he wiped the sauce off the corner of her mouth with a napkin. "Are you always a messy eater?" he asked as he did so.

"I see." he said as he sat back down. "Then they heard what happened during that one show, that attack and all, and are insisting on providing extra protection. Though for only one arena? Why not for all of the shows if they're so concerned?" he asked before taking another bite of the pizza. He was already done with it by this point, and proceeded to get up and go to grab a second one from out of the box. John was a pretty fast eater. "So, you still interested in racing at Mario Kart after we finish eating?" he asked and sat down once again.

Almost the second after he finished speaking, he heard a noise. It came from the door. The sound of clicking. John turned to look at the clock and saw what time it was. 12:41. Way too early for his dad to be home. He also would not take this long to unlock the door either. Who was out in the hallway, and why were they trying to get in. "Hang on a second." he said to Tyuki before getting up and walking over to the door. John peered through the peephole to see who was outside. It was a group of men whom none of which he recognized. He grabbed the doorknob and held the lock in place to prevent them from picking it. With his other arm, he slid the chain into place to provide extra protection. He turned and mouthed to Tyuki to call the cops or something. Under normal circumstances, John could probably deal with these guys. He had no clue if they were armed though, and how heavily they might be. That and he could not afford to use his powers in front of Tyuki or she would know about his secret. Now what?