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ALL I EVER WANTED- chapter 18

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~Ruby~

One more interview they said! More like one more stab yourself in the eye with a fork.

"Ruby. Tell us what you think of your replacement, Brendan, or Emerald." The news reporter asked me.

I slouched over in my chair and threw my neck over the back groaning. "What do you think I think of him?"

"Ruby, please tell the audience your concerns about the show now that you aren't there." She went on anyways.

"I don't care about the show." I admitted limply, staring up at the pipe lines ceiling of the studio. "I don't care who is taking my place or why or what is going to happen now. Why doesn't anyone understand that?"

As punishment for such an act earlier, though most everyone agreed it was Brendan's fault, they were making me give them interview after interview about where I had been and why I left in the first place. It started out somewhat ok, talking about what upset me most, but then they started asking me stupid things like how I felt about said replacement. Truth was and truth be told I didn't give a shit about any of it. But they didn't believe me, my years of acting and performing lead them to believe maybe I had alternative motives.

"Was it love, Ruby?" the sharp edged red head reporter asked again, her pointy boobs unmoving even as she leaned forward as if I would whisper the answer to her and no one else.

I sighed heavily, flopped over and aggravated at the fact that the whole world was watching this right now. So much for getting away.

"No." I said curtly. "It was not love."

"What about Sapphire? People seem to think that it had something to do with her."

"Well people are wrong." I grumbled. "It had nothing to do with Sapphire or love or anything else. I just wanted to leave! For me!" You would be surprised just how many people wanted to place the blame of your own doing on someone else.

"And what about the green haired one?" she blinked, eyes flickering to where Wally was seated out of camera view. He looked quite miserable himself, and was casting very cautious glances over to his left where Sapphire was sitting. The tension between them cracked and sizzled like silent fireworks going off. Neither of them liked each other, but it was all too obvious that Wally had a higher loathing for the girl than she did him.

I looked over crossly to meet Wally's eyes, which were pale with grief. He had his arms crossed tightly over his chest. The cameras turned with my face and looked in his direction. I didn't exactly know how he felt since I had grown up with cameras around me my whole life, but a horrible red flooded his cheeks and he seemed to be begging for an escape.

"What about him?" I asked defensively, making the cameras turn back to me, however the host of this newscast got up from her seat and waltzed over to him.

"What is your name?" She asked Wally with a fake smile.

He looked at me desperately for an answer, not daring to speak. Of all the things I had told him about my life before I ran away, and the way he already felt about these kinds of people, it was no wonder he wouldn't open his mouth and answer. His eyes narrowed suspiciously at the red light of a camera.

"Why don't you go over there and join your friend huh?" The host suggested, gesturing to the seat beside me. I rolled my eyes. What they couldn't get out of me they wanted to get out of Wally. Great.

"Sure." Wally said biting his lower lip. He looked skittish under the harsh cameras, and I wondered how obviously this discomfort faded when he came over and sat in the chair next to mine. I blinked encouragingly at him.

"What is your name?" our news reporter asked again, holding out her microphone to the muted boy.

He looked a little disgruntled by the question, maybe even a bit disheartened as well. I wanted to hide my face at his hesitation. This was cruel to do to him.

"Wally." He spoke as confidently as he could, but who would take his name to be serious? It was by all means silly.

There was a faint snort of laughter coming from across the room where Sapphire sat. I looked over at her, eyes narrowing. She had an attitude of course, but never before had I ever thought she would blatantly make fun of someone.

"And how did you meet Ruby?"

Wally entwined his hands together carefully and looked down, unsure of what to say. I knew the feeling well. When you would rather leave something as personal as that alone, and yet not telling them would only cause more hype. I couldn't tell if Wally didn't want them to know I saved his life, or if he was more worried about what I would do if he did tell him. Either way his face turned red and he remained silent.

"I—I was outside of a small town when I met him." I said.

"I see. And you two… have been…?"

I fought back the obvious blush. "Traveling."

"Together?" She smiled faintly at us, the amusement in her eyes making me want to throw something. I held my tongue. Nothing good would come from insulting the host. I tried to convince myself of that, but her smirking was making it very hard.

I took a deep exaggerated breath before nodded at the camera, though hiding my face in my hand. I had a piercing headache and my patients were wearing quickly.

"Ruby, the public wants to know." She gathered herself and worked up another question as if the whole interview had just begun again. Every question started out the same way. For the last seventeen years I had been listening to people address me like this.

"Ruby." She leaned forward, dramatically for my attention. "Are you gay?"

"WHAT?"

Wally coughed from beside me, choking on his own surprise and clutching at his chest with one hand. I looked over wide eyed at his sudden outburst, and watched as he yanked his hand up to his face and jumped from the seat. A single camera turned in his direction, but I was close enough to it to yank it back. The public could want to know whatever the hell they wanted to know, but they weren't about to humiliate Wally because of his chronic nose bleeds.

"No!" I shook my head daringly at the cameras. I couldn't stand such a question. That was far more than the announcers should be able to ask.

"Alright. Alright." She cooed and turned to the main camera that stayed on her the whole time. "We're about to take a short break." She recited her stupid name and stupid interview line before the camera shut off.

I got up immediately and stormed across the studio, ignoring Sapphire while she was still grinning evilly. No doubt I had pisser her off big time, and right after we were making up… Part of me wished I could go back in time and react differently to Brendan catching us, but another part of me wished that I just hadn't kissed Sapphire in the first place. Maybe if she hadn't tried to inhale my face things would have worked out better.

The main entrance to this particular part of the studio was large and heavy, leading out into a hallway with an immaculate public bathroom. I knew Wally would be in there dripping blood all over the janitor's hard work, so I wasted no time pushing open the door.

"Wally?"

He was perched over one of the many marble sinks, pinching the bridge of his small nose and groaning. A constant drip of red was falling from his face into the draining bowl below him. I sighed.

"Great timing."

He looked up at me with humorless eyes, but didn't say anything. We both knew that he had no control of the bipolar faucet that was his nose.

"Oh come on." I leaned against the sink next to him and gripped his shoulder firmly. "It's not that bad."

"Easy for you to say."

"Since when do you care about what people think of you anyways?" I asked somewhat gently. I surprised myself actually, by being so eager to make him feel better. My hand mechanically went to the locks of his hair that were sticking to his sweaty forehead. I brushed them back with ease.

"I don't." he shook his head. "I just hate this whole thing. I don't want to be here at all."

"Now you know how I feel." I rolled my eyes.

He sniffed awkwardly, glancing back up at me and twisting his face up in discomfort. "Yeah…" He agreed softly while my hand brushed back the hair around his ear. It stuck out in an unruly fashion, and for the first time I seemed to notice that it was much softer than my own hair—or anyone else's for that matter. Even Sapphire's hair wasn't that feathery. I let my hand fall on the counter next to me a moment later, blushing.

"Do—do you mind if I just go back to the hotel?" Wally asked after long contemplating himself. "I don't think I can handle much more of this."

"Sure." I shrugged. "But our time there is up come six this evening." I had only gotten a one day stay, knowing that at some point I would have to go home and face my mother. I didn't really want to stay at home again, but switching out some clothes and sleeping in my own bed would be nice for at least one night.

"Where are we going to stay?" he asked cautiously, as if he could read my mind.

I smiled sheepishly. "Want to meet my mother?"

"No." The word was choked by laughter.

"Thanks for the support." I rolled my eyes and sighed. "I have to go home at some point."

"I know." Wally snorted out the remaining blood and stood up straighter, rubbing water over his mouth and making a disturbed face. He reached for a paper towel in front of him and spoke into it while he dried off. "I'll go back to the room and get our stuff. Then I will come back here and meet you. You will be done by six right?"

I nodded.

"Ruby!" a voice from outside the bathroom door called, dragging our attention away from each other. Wally seemed to freeze for a moment. It was Sapphire calling. "Get out here!"

"Or I could just hide in the stall…" I grumbled to myself, dreading going back out to that horrible interview. They would continue to ask me ghastly questions about my sexuality and Arceus knows what else.

Wally smiled lightly at me, and if I didn't know any better I would have thought there was sadness in his eyes. Normally I would have dismissed it as something I couldn't understand, but with the topic of sexuality on my mind I couldn't help but stop and wonder.

Me and Wally…

"Good luck." He murmured to me, turning to leave the room before I would. Sapphire would think it was me coming out and she would probably make a fool out of herself. I snickered silently, but reached forward anyways to grab Wally by the wrist and whirl him around.

Without a word I wrapped myself around him, hugged tightly, and then spun him back the opposite direction at the sinks. He huffed in surprise and had to catch and steady himself in the time being. I turned and left then, opening the door to meet Sapphire before he could.

"What's that stupid grin for?" She asked curtly. Ever since this morning—even after Brendan chased me out of the city—she was walking on a tightrope with me. I couldn't tell if she was mad at me personally, or just happy that I was back at all. Not to mention I had done her a favor in placing the blame on Brendan. He wouldn't be performing any time soon, so if she hated the guy as much as she said, she wouldn't have to deal with him.

I shook my head at her and sighed. "It's nothing."

"Doesn't look like nothing." She raised her eyebrow at me as we walked back towards the studio.

I glanced down at her, my heart fluttering in a strange way, my fingers twitching for the way Wally's hair felt under them. I had decided earlier today that I was not in love with my childhood best friend like I thought I was, and I knew she was not the person to be talking to about my sudden interest in someone like Wally. So I just rolled my eyes and shook my head, trying not to blush.

"Well, what is it?" She shoved me slightly.

I forced a laugh. "You wouldn't understand."
:iconwallymitsuruplz: :iconsaysplz: Ruby... why you muss my hair? :iconbegplz:

:iconpervyrubyplz: :iconsaysplz: cus i love you more than words can explain. uhh... its soft.

:iconwallymitsuruplz: :iconsaysplz: :icondepressedplz: *sigh*

lol... i strangely like this chapter a lot. <3 even though it kind of is a filler, its still got potential. And the fact that Wally's head practically exploded when they asked Ruby if he was gay... xD lololol.

:iconellendegeneresplz: :iconsaysplz: Ruby, tell the world! Are you gay? like me
:iconwallymitsuruplz: :iconsaysplz: :iconcannotevenplz: :iconnosebleedonionplz:
:iconpokesperubyplz: :iconsaysplz: :iconfacepalmplz:

hehehehe~ Next chapter... oh just you wait.

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Midnights-Starlight's avatar
I very much enjoy how you described the interviewer's cleavage xD