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Chapter One:
I thought that Niwa-kun would never come to me for help. I thought that he would never separate with Harada Riku-san. I also thought that he would never see the truth about me and who I really am. I was wrong.
School is Sunday trough Friday, 8 am to 4 pm, with a lunch hour in the middle of the day. It was almost pointless for me to go to school, because I had already graduated from collage university at the age of 12. Before, I had a priority to attend to: watch Niwa-kun and try to find out what Dark-san is up to. That's over, and I had no reason, according to my foster father, to go to school. I think that I had a personal reason though; I cared too much for Niwa-kun now. He had saved me from death, and I owe him my life, plus, he's the only person that I could actually call a "friend". He had always been so hyper, even is stressful times, but he hadn't been too lively since Dark-san had left. That's the reason I worry.
Every day I have the urge to go up to him and ask what's wrong; ask him to come to my place and just counsel him. Every day, Harada-san just gets in the way of me and my questions. But, today I will get my chance at talking to the boy. Today, I'll talk to him and ask every question that I've had pinned up inside of me for the longest time. Today, it's his 15th birthday, which marks one year since Dark-san appeared.
I sat next to him before Harada-san had the chance to. "Good morning, Niwa-kun. Happy birthday! I have been wanting to ask you if I could be helpful to you in any way."
"Morning, Hiwatari-kun. I've been wanting to tell you that--" he started, but Harada-san stopped him before any more of anything got out of the read-head's mouth.
"Daisuke-chan! You know better than to talk to someone your mother dislikes!"
That was only half true, though; Niwa Emiko-san didn't care for my family, but she cared for me because I was Niwa-kun's friend. I had a degree in the human psyce, but Harada-san doesn't really care about me, period.
"Riku-san, I was talking to Hiwa-"
"Nonscene, you shouldn't even wave to him!"
"Hiwatari-kun was asking me something, Riku-san! I should at least answer him!"
Harada-san glared at me, then slapped me -- hard. My pale skin turned slightly red where she had made contact, but my foster-father could care less about what happened to me as long as I didn't get in his way. I glared back at her with a piercing icy glared, then stood and walked away.
Later, when I saw Niwa-kun ask to go to the bathroom, I asked to go as well. Harada-san couldn't stop me now. "Niwa-kun!" I shouted, as I was trying to catch up to him.
"Hiwatari-kun!" he turned, half astonished that I would be brave enough to do this, even after what his girlfriend had done to me. "I guess that I've been wanting to tell you that Riku-san doesn't care much that Dark's gone. I think that she's glad, actually. But, she doen't understand, it's so hard for me to lose a part of myself because he was always there - comforting me, teasing me, talking to me- and those sorts of things…. You know how it feels to have that happen to you, although maybe not in that extreme. It was like losing a whole part of myself when that happened."
"I was going to ask you about that, but Harada-san just plain doesn't understand anything!" I said, trying to nudge Niwa-kun to decide to dump the girl.
"Mnnn…she's jeleous that we have a bond that she and I don't. I can't get why she hates you so. Mabybe because you do know how it's like to have another conscience inside you?" He was thinking along the same lines, until we got to the restroom.
"Maybe you should confront her about it?" I suggested.
"That's a good idea," he was nervous and he couldn't hide is. "But, she still won't understand…."
"Why not tell her, then if she doesn't get it, just…."
"'Just….'?"
"You know," I started to get nervous as well, "tell her that because she can't understand something that is very important to you… you should be 'just friends'…." I looked at him to see if he approved, and he smiled.
"That's a real good idea, Hiwatari-kun. Thanks a lot! You're a great friend to have." He hugged me, very unexpectedly, but I hugged him back anyway. "Thanks again!" he said, letting go. He was burning red with embarrassment, but smiling all the same. "Well, Riku-san's leaving tomarrow for a trip for two weeks over the summer break. So, could I come over and we can talk…?"
"As long as you're not planning on stealing any of my paintings…."
Chapter One:
I thought that Niwa-kun would never come to me for help. I thought that he would never separate with Harada Riku-san. I also thought that he would never see the truth about me and who I really am. I was wrong.
School is Sunday trough Friday, 8 am to 4 pm, with a lunch hour in the middle of the day. It was almost pointless for me to go to school, because I had already graduated from collage university at the age of 12. Before, I had a priority to attend to: watch Niwa-kun and try to find out what Dark-san is up to. That's over, and I had no reason, according to my foster father, to go to school. I think that I had a personal reason though; I cared too much for Niwa-kun now. He had saved me from death, and I owe him my life, plus, he's the only person that I could actually call a "friend". He had always been so hyper, even is stressful times, but he hadn't been too lively since Dark-san had left. That's the reason I worry.
Every day I have the urge to go up to him and ask what's wrong; ask him to come to my place and just counsel him. Every day, Harada-san just gets in the way of me and my questions. But, today I will get my chance at talking to the boy. Today, I'll talk to him and ask every question that I've had pinned up inside of me for the longest time. Today, it's his 15th birthday, which marks one year since Dark-san appeared.
I sat next to him before Harada-san had the chance to. "Good morning, Niwa-kun. Happy birthday! I have been wanting to ask you if I could be helpful to you in any way."
"Morning, Hiwatari-kun. I've been wanting to tell you that--" he started, but Harada-san stopped him before any more of anything got out of the read-head's mouth.
"Daisuke-chan! You know better than to talk to someone your mother dislikes!"
That was only half true, though; Niwa Emiko-san didn't care for my family, but she cared for me because I was Niwa-kun's friend. I had a degree in the human psyce, but Harada-san doesn't really care about me, period.
"Riku-san, I was talking to Hiwa-"
"Nonscene, you shouldn't even wave to him!"
"Hiwatari-kun was asking me something, Riku-san! I should at least answer him!"
Harada-san glared at me, then slapped me -- hard. My pale skin turned slightly red where she had made contact, but my foster-father could care less about what happened to me as long as I didn't get in his way. I glared back at her with a piercing icy glared, then stood and walked away.
Later, when I saw Niwa-kun ask to go to the bathroom, I asked to go as well. Harada-san couldn't stop me now. "Niwa-kun!" I shouted, as I was trying to catch up to him.
"Hiwatari-kun!" he turned, half astonished that I would be brave enough to do this, even after what his girlfriend had done to me. "I guess that I've been wanting to tell you that Riku-san doesn't care much that Dark's gone. I think that she's glad, actually. But, she doen't understand, it's so hard for me to lose a part of myself because he was always there - comforting me, teasing me, talking to me- and those sorts of things…. You know how it feels to have that happen to you, although maybe not in that extreme. It was like losing a whole part of myself when that happened."
"I was going to ask you about that, but Harada-san just plain doesn't understand anything!" I said, trying to nudge Niwa-kun to decide to dump the girl.
"Mnnn…she's jeleous that we have a bond that she and I don't. I can't get why she hates you so. Mabybe because you do know how it's like to have another conscience inside you?" He was thinking along the same lines, until we got to the restroom.
"Maybe you should confront her about it?" I suggested.
"That's a good idea," he was nervous and he couldn't hide is. "But, she still won't understand…."
"Why not tell her, then if she doesn't get it, just…."
"'Just….'?"
"You know," I started to get nervous as well, "tell her that because she can't understand something that is very important to you… you should be 'just friends'…." I looked at him to see if he approved, and he smiled.
"That's a real good idea, Hiwatari-kun. Thanks a lot! You're a great friend to have." He hugged me, very unexpectedly, but I hugged him back anyway. "Thanks again!" he said, letting go. He was burning red with embarrassment, but smiling all the same. "Well, Riku-san's leaving tomarrow for a trip for two weeks over the summer break. So, could I come over and we can talk…?"
"As long as you're not planning on stealing any of my paintings…."