Daisuke sat down in an empty folding chair and sighed heavily, staring up at the dancing lights above the dancing rush of female hormones.
How did he end up here again?
Oh... yeah...
His mother had made him; she was worried about Jun's mental and emotional state. That was rather funny to him. Jun had never been sane. But still, his mother had a point. Jun had been so torn up when she found out that her beloved Yamato-kun was planning on marrying Sora.He had to admit he was rather surprised as well.
He had always been so sure that Yamato and Taichi had something going on. Well... it wasn't the first time he had been wrong. Not the last either.
What was he trying to think about again...
Oh!! Yeah... how he had gotten here in the first place.
His mother was worried that Jun would do something stupid, like off herself in the name of true love... or something stupid like that. Daisuke thought she was right, Jun would pull something like that. So he was roped into playing babysitter. He didn't mind too much really. In some strange way, he did love his sister and would be heartbroken if she died.
Plus, it wasn't like he had anything better to do. And watching Jun look somewhat happy again was better then having his heart torn out every time he watched Miyako hang all over Ken. Stupid bitch. She needed to stop hanging all over his Ken-chan!!
No...
Not his... not anymore... never again...
Daisuke sighed again and leaned back on his chair, watching Jun as she danced around the floor with her friends to some unknown band. Most likely trying to win over some of the old fans of Yamato's band, who were all still in a state of shock over the band's break up.
Damn that Sora. She was making a mess out of everyone's life. Encouraging Miyako to ask Ken out right in front of his parents...
That was low. Very low. What was Ken supposed to do... he would never hurt his mother. If he had said no, he knew that she would know about him and Daisuke, so he said yes.
And told Daisuke two days later that there was no 'us' anymore.
That was it. Jun would be all right for a few moments without him. He needed some air.
Daisuke pushed himself off from the chair and started for the door. As he stepped out into the cool evening air he was startled by the sound of a sharp slap. Spinning around, his eyes landed on Sora and Yamato. Daisuke let out a small squeak and ducked behind the nearest tree. Daisuke knew that Yamato would kill him if he ever found out that Daisuke was spying on him... but, as they say, curiosity killed the cat.
Why would Sora slap Yamato anyway? What did he do?
"I want you to tell him to leave us alone." Sora stated, arms crossed over her chest, like she knew Yamato would cave at any moment. Yamato looked shocked, before his eyes hardened and he snarled, turning away from her.
"No. I told you there was nothing going on between us. Maybe in the past, but that is over now. Not that it matters. He is still my best friend, and I am not just going to dump him because you think I am going to cheat on you with him. Have a little faith in me, Sora!"
Sora made a soft huffing noise and started for the door. As she pulled it open she looked back with a cynical smile on her lips.
"Fine. Do what you want, but if you don't get that freak out of our life, I will dump you on the side of the road." With that Sora spun on her heel and flounced inside.
Daisuke watched as Yamato leaned against the wall heavily and dug a cigarette out of his pocket.
"Damn bitch." Yamato muttered as he lit up the cigarette and took a deep breath. Then his sharp blue eyes turned in Daisuke's direction.
"You can come out now you little pest. No need to hide anymore." Daisuke paled slightly and stepped out from behind the tree.
"Errr...Gomen nasai, Yamato-san. I didn't mean to eavesdrop." Yamato waved his hand in dismissal, then made a come closer gesture. Daisuke padded over and stood a good distance from Yamato, watching him as he tossed his cigarette on the ground and looked over at Daisuke.
"What are you doing here anyway?" Daisuke shrugged and smiled his normal cheerful smile.
"Babysitting Neechan." Yamato raised one elegant eyebrow in question as he lit up a new cigarette. Daisuke coughed and looked down at his shoes.
"Mama-san is worried that she will try to kill herself. As strange as she is, she really liked you." Yamato sighed and looked up at the stars.
"Too bad. I am sorry to hear that." Daisuke shook his head and took a place next to Yamato, watching him as he smoked. The beautiful blonde looked like he hadn't slept in weeks, and at a closer look there were purple rings under his eyes. His hair was falling out of place like it hadn't seen a bottle of gel in years. Every time Daisuke had seen Yamato, his hair had always been perfect. The clingy black outfit he wore did nothing to hide the fact that his ribs were showing... This was definitly not the boy of a fangirl's wet dreams that he remembered. Daisuke bit his lip, holding back his questions. Him and Yamato had never been really close. He had no right to ask about such things… but he was never one for tact.
"Yamato-san... you look like shit." Daisuke could have smacked himself on the forehead, he could have been more polite about it!!! Baka baka baka!!! But Yamato just looked at him, a small smile twitching at his chapped lips.
"Thanks. At least you tell the truth. If I have to hear one more person tell me I look great today, I swear to god almighty I will shoot myself." Yamato chuckled and watched Daisuke from the corner of his eye.
"You lost the goggles." Daisuke's hand trailed up to touch the place where his goggles normally sat.
"Yeah. I sorta grew out of them. They are at home, sitting on my desk waiting for my midlife crisis." This time Yamato let out a short bark of laughter and ruffled Daisuke's hair.
"Baka. I guess I'll talk to you later. I better get in there before Sora comes to look for me." Yamato tossed the cigarette to the ground with a graceful flick of his wrist.
"See you around, Motomiya-kun." Yamato smirked as he ground out the red head of his smoke with the heel of his shoe and pulled open to the door to the dance club. Daisuke watched the blonde leave, noting that some of the cockiness was gone from his walk. Daisuke sighed and sank to the ground. He hoped his sister would be ready to go home soon. He was suddenly feeling rather drained. Looks like not every one was happy with the choices they had made. Daisuke wondered if Ken was truly happy.
He hoped so.
~*End chapter one.