written by Star
Chapter 1 - The Life of a Doormat
Am I all alone in the universe?
There's no love on these streets
-
I have given mine away to a world
that didn't want it anyway...
(Hayse/Jones 1999)
«§»
Hayato's head slumped into his hands
as his elbows slammed onto the cold table. Spineless. That's all he was.
Why couldn't he just tell her? They were supposed to be going on a picnic,
just him, Yumi and sunshine. It was not meant to be...
"With the Chief gone, we're one Tekkaman
down and D-boy...oh Hayato, he asked me - ME!" He had to catch himself
from falling off his chair.
"Asked you to, what?!" The blond
blushed and giggled brashly.
"It means that I won't be able to
take my furlough, but I don't mind."
"Uh...but...we uh..." Yumi blinked
at him unknowingly. Obviously forgetting their plans. Seeing how much it
meant to Yumi, he relented, smiling and scratching his head. "Well Yumi,
I hope you have fun doing uh, whatever you're doing..."
"Thanks Hayato, I just had to tell
someone!" With breathless 'see ya later', she was gone...
So here he was, penniless from the
picnic hamper he'd taken so painfully long to save for and without anyone
to spend his time off with! If he didn't...if he didn't...
/If you love her, show it!/
He blushed instantly. He wasn't seventeen
yet...what did he know of love? Yet, yet, anytime she graced him with a
breathless smile or simply walked into the room, his heart dared to break
from his chest. He sighed, Goliate's words drifting to his head...
/Silly little lovesick clown.../
"Hey Romeo, where's your Juliet?"
"Natasha?"
«§»
Yumi could hardly contain her disappointment.
D-boy's brow furrowed, but turned back to his papers.
"I'm sorry Yumi, but that's the way
it is. I have to leave in half an hour."
"I thought the Chief had everything
under control." She replied, somewhat indignantly. D-boy was quick to note
the tone of jealousy. Gathering the last of the necessary notes together,
he squared his shoulders and fixed his eyes upon her.
"You're a sweet kid Yumi,
I need you to understand that what's going on here is serious. You might
as well go on that picnic with Hayato."
Yumi blinked.
"Picnic?"
D-boy blinked.
"Yes...picnic."
She blinked again. Then finally...
"Oh no! Uh, good luck with whatever's
going on! Be careful!"
D-boy stared until the door hissed
closed behind her. Shaking his head, he snapped his briefcase closed.
"Girls."
«§»
"Camping?" Natasha grinned.
"Yeah, Dav, Anita, Goliate and I
are going to this cabin the Chief told us about. We were wondering if you
and Yumi wanted to come with us but...I see Yumi's bounced off in another
direction." She drawled with a hint of laughter. "But you're more than
welcome to come, you're a part of the team." Hayato glanced unhappily at
his wasted hamper. Perhaps he could still enjoy it...
"Um..." Just then, Goliate strolled
into the room, clad in a bright Hawaiian shirt and long board shorts. Natasha
whirled to confront him, fury in her cheeks.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING?!"
"A binkini - what does it look like?!"
"We're going to a cabin in the woods...not
to the beach you idiot!"
Hayato drifted off, uninterested
in their quarrel. If he stayed, he may get to see Yumi for a bit...but...no.
She'd probably be too caught up in D-boy to take any time off. David broke
him out of his thoughts when his 'ooh's' and 'aah's'.
"Hey! Hands off my hamper, jerk!"
David's grin was slow in creeping across his face. Catching Dead's smirk,
David was unable to suppress the choking laugh; doubling over as though
in agony. Hayato blushed and wished they'd all go away.
"And here I thought blond girls
were
your thing." If Hayato could punch him, he would. But what good would it
do? David would pounce and beat the shit through him before he could land
a second shot. Finally, it was Natasha that made his mind up for him.
"Get off your ass Hayato and go pack
some clothes."
«End»
Wall Flower
By: IronicSymphony