They were awful, and thankfully not real. There was still a chance that Hikari felt the same way he did for her. Still a chance, however small it was.
But it seemed that he could never do the right thing in front of her. Acting like a jerk, playing basketball rotten, saying the wrong thing, he could list them all. What he wanted to say was clear in his mind, but it came out different.
And whenever he tried to ask her out, he would be interrupted in some way or another. Ooh, he was angry. Someone up there must really hate him.
This wasn't just a silly crush, like 3rd grade...he didn't want to think about that. He was damn sure his feelings were real and would last forever and beyond. No Takeru Takaishi could get in his way.
School today was of entire normalcy. After school soccer practice wasn't.
For a certain Yagami Hikari was watching him. Alone. Looking interested. No Takeru Takaishi watched by her side. His heart leaped with joy, only to eye, with extreme dislike, his "rival in love" walk up to her.
He was blushing bright red, hands behind his back. This was unusual. He wished he had a camera with him. If he did, many picures of a blushing Takeru would have resulted, perfect for blackmail.
He, with extreme desire, wished to know what they were saying. And then it hit him. Takaishi Takeru was asking his Yagami Hikari out! This was just another nightmare! Just another nightmare! Just another-
BAM!
Why wasn't he waking up? He was still here, even though a soccer ball had hit him in the face. His face, red from both the ball and humiliation, hurt like hell! And yet he was still here, his Hikari looking torn between amusement and concern, Takeru with an identical expression.
A scowl plastered itself on the soccer player's face. For now Hikari thought him a dunce at soccer too, and idiotic.
He wanted to scream.
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The name Takaishi Hikari seemed to be a growing possibility the longer he thought about it. It didn't sound right to him. Now, Motomiya Hikari sounded good. But the chances of it were slim.
"Daisuke? Hello?"
His sister Jun's face was right in front of his, looking concerned.
"Oh, Jun. What do you want?" His tone was irritable and mood bad. After all, Hikari was most likely on a date with Takeru at the moment.
"You seemed sad lately. Something happen?"
"Why would you care? It's none of your business, Jun. Get out and leave me alone."
"Fine, fine, Grumpy."
She slammed the door shut, and he was left alone his world of misery. But it didn't matter. His world was usually miserable anyway. And he was always alone.
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To everyone reading Angel Voices(CCS fic): I've decided to abandon this fic for now, since I've lost my inspiration for it. If I ever get it back, I'll continue it.