A/N: Part 2/3 of my Heart's series.
Heart's Bleeding
by MintChocolateChip
I couldn't believe it.
I actually didn't want to believe it, really.
Daisuke was wrong. He had to be. Hikari was the sweetest, kindest..
Angel.
But.. she did.. laugh at Daisuke.
I can't really blame her for that, though. We all laughed at him, at one time or another. Some more than others. I was just as guilty as Hikari was. He was just so easy to.. make fun of. To laugh at.
Perhaps.. perhaps what he did wasn't as bad as I precepted it to be. I'm actually a little surprised that he didn't take more of his anger out on me. After all, I am his rival..
Though his right hook will sure leave me with a lot of memories.
So there I was, walking down the street, still remembering Daisuke's words, and the look in his hateful brown eyes..
My heart went out to him.
"Don't hate me, Daisuke," I whispered into the cold air, my breath clouding around my face. "I understand more than you think. Just let me listen.."
A gust of cold wind threw my hat into the air, making me let out a small cry. I turned around and started to chase it, only to see it land by the person who my thoughts were previously on.
"Daisuke.." I muttered, looking up into his face. He looked back at me, but through blank, emotionless eyes. faded black paint on my precious china doll. "Daisuke.. you're broken.."
He stepped on my hat.. as if he were crushing me.
"Yes. I am. And.. heh.. it's all you're fault." He stooped down, scooped up my hat and flung it at my chest. I clumsily caught it, my eyes wide.
He didn't make a move.
"But don't you see, Dai?" I asked cautiously. "It's not just my fault. And it's not just the Digidestineds fault. We didn't mean to.."
"You didn't mean to," he repeated, sneering. "Well guess what. You did." He turned away, his shoulders slumped. Something told me he regretted all that had happened.
I wasn't about to let him get away.
I grabbed his shoulder, gripping it tightly. I felt him tense, but once again, he didn't move. "Daisuke.. listen to me. We all made mistakes.. but you made some too! You didn't exactly help us.."
If possible, his shoulders slumped even more.
"Leave me alone, Takeru," he muttered, brokenly. A fallen angel. Destruction will only come to him if he doesn't let anyone else in.
But I let him go.
Because I knew he could come back to me.
Daisuke, my broken one.
Shoulders slumped, head down, eyes closed. Dejected and rejected. Battered, broken and bleeding, yet not willing to let anyone in again.. not willing to get hurt. He walked from me.
I broke you, Daisuke. I broke you like a precious china doll. Pale skin cracked, painted black eyes chipped.. broke away the fakeness..
Heh. And I will be the one who will put you back together.
-end
A/N: Yes.. this one was shorter than the last. And.. *gasp* Is that a hint of Daikeru I sense in there? Daikeru?! Me? I must be sick.
Heart's Bleeding
by MintChocolateChip
I couldn't believe it.
I actually didn't want to believe it, really.
Daisuke was wrong. He had to be. Hikari was the sweetest, kindest..
Angel.
But.. she did.. laugh at Daisuke.
I can't really blame her for that, though. We all laughed at him, at one time or another. Some more than others. I was just as guilty as Hikari was. He was just so easy to.. make fun of. To laugh at.
Perhaps.. perhaps what he did wasn't as bad as I precepted it to be. I'm actually a little surprised that he didn't take more of his anger out on me. After all, I am his rival..
Though his right hook will sure leave me with a lot of memories.
So there I was, walking down the street, still remembering Daisuke's words, and the look in his hateful brown eyes..
My heart went out to him.
"Don't hate me, Daisuke," I whispered into the cold air, my breath clouding around my face. "I understand more than you think. Just let me listen.."
A gust of cold wind threw my hat into the air, making me let out a small cry. I turned around and started to chase it, only to see it land by the person who my thoughts were previously on.
"Daisuke.." I muttered, looking up into his face. He looked back at me, but through blank, emotionless eyes. faded black paint on my precious china doll. "Daisuke.. you're broken.."
He stepped on my hat.. as if he were crushing me.
"Yes. I am. And.. heh.. it's all you're fault." He stooped down, scooped up my hat and flung it at my chest. I clumsily caught it, my eyes wide.
He didn't make a move.
"But don't you see, Dai?" I asked cautiously. "It's not just my fault. And it's not just the Digidestineds fault. We didn't mean to.."
"You didn't mean to," he repeated, sneering. "Well guess what. You did." He turned away, his shoulders slumped. Something told me he regretted all that had happened.
I wasn't about to let him get away.
I grabbed his shoulder, gripping it tightly. I felt him tense, but once again, he didn't move. "Daisuke.. listen to me. We all made mistakes.. but you made some too! You didn't exactly help us.."
If possible, his shoulders slumped even more.
"Leave me alone, Takeru," he muttered, brokenly. A fallen angel. Destruction will only come to him if he doesn't let anyone else in.
But I let him go.
Because I knew he could come back to me.
Daisuke, my broken one.
Shoulders slumped, head down, eyes closed. Dejected and rejected. Battered, broken and bleeding, yet not willing to let anyone in again.. not willing to get hurt. He walked from me.
I broke you, Daisuke. I broke you like a precious china doll. Pale skin cracked, painted black eyes chipped.. broke away the fakeness..
Heh. And I will be the one who will put you back together.
-end
A/N: Yes.. this one was shorter than the last. And.. *gasp* Is that a hint of Daikeru I sense in there? Daikeru?! Me? I must be sick.