A/N: First. Fic. EVER… kay not really. I've got one lying at home that I hope to put up soon. don't kill me!

It's Ikkikazu, written from Kazu's P.O.V. And there may be more coming! :D If I feel like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Air Gear or any of the characters~

EDIT(30.10.14)/ reading this was so embarrassing oh my god, gonna keep the rest short too because ~Who Cares~


His knee hurts. He doesn't know why. He's not even injured. And that feeling of pain and emptiness is back. The one that makes him feel like there's a black hole in his chest where there used to be something warm and alive. The one he sort of hates but also doesn't really care about. Though there's nothing he can do about it anymore.

And you? Have you noticed? Of course not. You'd have done something by now. Not that I've been making it easy for you, hiding these feelings. Not that you've got it easy. You've got beautiful distractions, Simca and Ringo. Always hanging around you.

But you don't see him at those moments. No one does. And he's grateful. Because they say envy is sin. Though really, he can't help being jealous of how close they are to the object of his attention..

He's going down the stairs slowly, each step hurts like he's torn his ACL or some crap as he makes his way to the practice that's been canceled, hoping to see a certain idiot. Hoping... He isn't sure for what anymore.

I just want to see you, be near you, be comforted by you. Because you're the only one who can make this go away.

Because you're the only one I love, Ikki.