FM/D: Disclaimer, I don't own Daisuke or any characters although I would like to. Sniff. I do own Ruby Ryuubi though...

Monday, I asked whether you were coming to my game,
"Hey, Hikari! Hey!" "Yes?" "Um, just wondering…Well, are you coming to my soccer game this weekend?"
You said you were supporting him in HIS game.
"Sorry Daisuke, I'm going to Takeru's basketball game. You won't mind right?" "N-no, of course I won't mind. We're friends after all!"

I do mind. But it's okay, I think.

Tuesday, I saw you and him holding hands, talking happily,
"You're coming to my game?" "Of course I am. I wouldn't miss it, I want to support you." "Oh,er," Takeru blushes, "Thanks!"
I tried to join in, you ignored me…
"Hey guys! What's up!" "Come on, Takeru! We're going to be late!"

It's nothing. Reassuring myself.

Wednesday, I went to your house, took the route through the park,
"Takeru! Over here!" Hikari waves and Takeru waves back, jogging over. "Hi." "Hi, erm, let's sit. Here."
Then, I saw you and him… Kissing!

It didn't happen. Lying to myself.

Thursday, I overheard you laughing with them, about me,
"Hey, remember that time when he first entered the digital world?" "Yeah! He freaked out when Numemon came out of the vending machine!" Miyako's shocked reply came a mili-sec later, "What!? Our 'brave' leader knows how to freak out?" "Yeah, and that time…"
I ran, silent tears rolling down my cheeks.
Thump,thump,thump. "Hey, do you guys hear something?" "D-Daisuke? Erm, we were just waitin-" "Shut up!" "Daisuke!"

Maybe all of you didn't really care.

Friday, you told everyone that you two were together, I didn't believe you.
"Erm, guys? I have an announcement to make." "Yeah, erm, Takeru and I are together and officially dating!" "Wow, congratulations!" "N-no way…"
You told me to grow up and be realistic.
"Daisuke, what's wrong?" "Why you…And HIM!? Why Kari, why?" "Grow up Daisuke! I'm not your 'girl' anymore. Anyways I'm tired and fed up of hearing me being your girl every time!" "Wha…"

I cracked…And shattered.

Saturday, I didn't appear for my soccer game, you didn't care, didn't know.
"Hey Ken, where's Daisuke?" "I don't know, he's late. And Daisuke can only be early for a match, I know him. This is weird…"
You were just busy supporting him.
"Go, Takeru, GO! YES!" "RIIIIIING!" "My handphone? Hello? Ken? No, I don't know and-YES GO Takeru! Sorry, can you call back later? Beep."

The darkness was so inviting.

Sunday, you knew yet you didn't care, you thought I was sick.
"Guys, chill! He might just be sick-" Ken glares at Hikari, "I thought you knew him better than me. I'm obviously wrong." He stomps off. Iori speaks for him. "Sorry Hikari, but really, soccer is Daisuke's life, literally. I mean, he won't just let a cold stop him from playing, this is serious!"
At least, they knew something was up, they cared, you didn't.
"Maybe he's still sulking over me and Takeru being together. Whatever!" "Hikari! Wait!" "I don't care! He's always like this making people worry. I've had ENOUGH!"

And it finally enveloped me.

FM/D: So what do you think of it? I know the poem/story sucks, but it shows why Daisuke went over...I'm evil...Please review!