I DO not own Angel Beats

This is my first story, but I tried. One Shot.

Please R&R to tell me if I did anything wrong, or anything :)

Edit: I added more detail to what Naoi was feeling, and hopefully made it a better over-all read. I hope you enjoy it...if not then oh well, I tried at least :)

Naoi walked along the track fields and sighed waiting for the day to be over. He hated lying to everyone's faces, saying he was happy, fine, but he really wasn't. He was sad, more depressed, well more confused than really anything. He liked someone, Otonashi, he really did. He was just so funny and nice to everyone, even Naoi. He wasn't used to having someone be nice to him, it was nice, but after awhile of just being there and under his wing bloomed into richer feelings. He liked Otonashi, maybe even loved him. Naoi just couldn't admit it to himself, someone else, and probably never Otonashi.

He had never had these kinds of feelings towards anyone, the only other person that he thought was okay was Hinata. Even if the two fought a lot, he was fun to be around. Grumbling to himself he looked into the sky, the sun was setting, and it painted the sky oranges and pinks. It was beautiful to be out there by yourself sometimes, just to think. The quite breeze that went through his hair felt relieving. Then slowly his mind drifted back to the situation, and the peacful surrounding seemed to disappear.

"What am I doing?" He asked to no one, "What do I do?"

"Talk, maybe?" A familiar voice called out, and Naoi turned around quickly expecting Otonashi to be there with open arms. He was instead greeted by Hinata. His heart skipped a beat, did he just hear him? He had fought so long to tell everyone, well just Otonashi really, that he was fine. "I can tell somethings been bothering you Naoi, and it always helps to just talk to someone about it." Naoi frowned and looked away, tears formed in his eyes, and he chocked back the lump in his throat.

"Sometimes you don't have the right words to talk," Naoi said wiping away a escaped tear. "I just don't know right now, and I don't think you'll want to talk to me." After all he did, who would even want to talk to him, why was he fighting himself again? Hinata's next words cut through his train of thought.

"I've got some extra time on my hands, I can listen in, that is if you wanted to talk about it?" Hinata asked running his hand through his blue hair giving Naoi a crocked grin. Yep, that was it, he wasn't as confused, because he was honestly attracted to Hinata's grin, maybe just to Hinata.

"Well, I think I have feelings for someone on the Battle Front," Naoi started, which thankfully Hinata didn't give him any funny looks. "Uh, before I just thought that I liked them because they were nice to me, but now..." He trailed off trying to think of the right words to say.

"It's Otonashi, isn't it?" Hinata said hitting the bulls-eye. Naoi opened his mouth to protest, but closed it knowing it was no use, he figured him out and that was it. "I like him too, but not in the same way of course. He's a nice guy, and I think he likes you too." Hinata tried to cheer up the small Vice President. Even with the kind words from Hinata, he couldn't bring himself to think someone like Otonashi liked him. The small vice president that went on a rampage and tortured his friends.

"Thanks Hinata, but there's just one problem still." Naoi said rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"What's that?" Hinata asked. He raised an eyebrow curiously, and Naoi looked away to the ground. He studied the white lines before he choose his next words.

"Does he really like me, and how do I tell him?" Naoi asked feeling nervous at the thought of seeing the orange haired boy.

"How about this, I can talk to him for you." Hinata said giving Naoi a confident grin. Naoi looked up, his eyes bright from the idea, but again he looked back at the ground after over-thinking it...again.

"Maybe," Naoi mused. "There's just one thing, you may be able to talk to him about liking me, but how do I talk to him about me liking him?" Naoi asked Hinata who frowned.

"True, do you want some practice with it?" Hinata asked. The idea struck him as a little odd, but it really couldn't hurt anything.

"Sure!" Naoi exclaimed at the idea. "Wait, with you?" He said caustiously unsure of what he meant, he was going to just spill his guts to Hinata.

"Well of course dummy, okay I'll go first." Hinata got close to Naoi and leaned close taking his hand, Naoi blushed at the contact. Why did this have to take contact again? Oh well, it was kind of nice, but never mind that looking up they locked eye contact Hinata looked deeply into his eyes. "Naoi, or in your case Otonashi, I know this sounds dumb, and you may react to it badly, but I like you. Heck, I've had this feeling for a long time, it may just have bloomed into more. I don't now how to really say it, or why I am, but I like you Naoi." Hinata spoke, his eyes never leaving Naoi's. It was short, sweet, and simple. It was nice, and it touched his heart.

"That was beautiful." Naoi breathed unsure of what else to say.

"It was true," Hinata said stepping back and looking up into the sky smiling with his usual confidence. "For you Naoi." He looked back at Naoi and chuckled lightly.

"Wait, you like, me?" Naoi asked disbelief in his voice. After all he did to him? Really?

"Yeah, have for awhile, I don't know why, but something about you got under my skin. We had arguments, hell you made me cry over a clothespin, but somehow I just got to like you." Hinata mumbled, his face turned crimson red for a moment and he looked away.

"I don't know what to say." Naoi said looking at the ground, then back at Hinata who was staring at him.

"You don't have to, just show me you feel the same way?" Hinata asked lifting his chin. "If you're unsure, then at least give me a chance. I'll understand."

"I think I do," Naoi murmured. His stomach felt light, and he was nervous. Something felt right though, something was nice here.

"Thank the gods," Hinata mumbled leaning closer to the boy, he leaned close so that they were almost touching and hesitated.

In that split second of hesitation Naoi took the advantage to clear the distance, although small, between the two. Naoi thought he liked Otonashi, but knew now that he wouldn't even like him in the same way, Hinata did. It made his stomach warm, and it mad him feel warm. Something about Hinata made him feel better, and it helped him so much knowing that Hinata was there now. He wasn't alone, someone cared. He stopped thinking like that, he didn't want to disappear! He held onto the moment, but didn't let go of his life. Hinata clung to him like he was his life line, and for all they knew he really was.

Thank you for reading!