Kibou no Tenshi Hehehe… Daisuke still doesn't know what I was implying the other time…
*Just then, an enraged Daisuke stomps in. *
Enraged Daisuke I found out the meaning of 'Daisuke est laid'. It meant 'Daisuke was ugly' RIGHT?!!!!!! DAMN YOU!!!
Kibou no Tenshi It's a fact. A well-known one, to be more exact. (Please don't kill me, all you Daisuke lovers! This is only a joke, ok?)
Enraged Daisuke WHAT?!!!! I AM good-looking! My mum tells me so…
Kibou no Tenshi How can you believe whatever your mum says? Anyway, I didn't know why, but in the last chapter the last paragraph was not supposed to be SO long, I separated it but it still came out like that. Sad…did all of you have a hard time reading it? If so, I'm sorry. And now, Iori, do your thi…OW!!!
Enraged Daisuke * Has a kendo stick in hand * This is for calling me ugly! Now, tell me the truth, am I ugly?
* Suddenly, a random character from another anime pops in *
Ferio! From Magic Knight Rayearth Very. Now just SHUT UP AND LET ME GET SOME SLEEP!!!!!!
Daisuke * In awe * Ooohh… you're so handsome! Tell me what are your beauty tricks please! * Takes out notepad *
Ferio What the… it's natural, boy. Now MAY I GO BACK AND SLEEP?!!!
* Amidst all this chaos * Iori Kibou no Tenshi does not own Ferio or Enraged Daisuke. They all belong to CLAMP and TOEI animation. Remember that! Oh, and including all these characters in the fic except for Ryukku and the teachers!
(And to Chole-laroo, for chapter 3, I decided to edit the chapter. So probably you were reading when I was editing it. The problem is stated above. I'm sorry if I caused any inconvenience!)
Kioku no Ame -Confusion-
[In that café with Catherine, Takeru's thoughts (mostly)]
A plate of something weird, with oil oozing from its sides, was in front of him. Takeru took a fork and poked at it. It felt squishy, mushy, whatever it felt like. "Do I really have to eat it?" He felt like vomiting. Escargot was not one of his favourite foods. "Yes, Takeru-kun. You've never tried it before, right? And oh, I also ordered Chicken cordon Bleu. You like it right? And there is some French dessert. You like sweet stuff, I'm sure. " Catherine smiled at him warmly. [Chicken cordon Bleu is chicken stuffed with cheese and ham/bacon, sprinkled with a layer of bread crumbs. It's tasty if you know the right way to cook it.]
-Oh please, how do you know? Why? Why must you try so much to pry into my heart to know what I like and hate, or have never tried before? Well, you don't have a need to. I know what I like, hate and love. Why are there feelings in this world? Happiness. Anger. Sadness. Fright. What is their purpose? I…I don't know. Why am I thinking like that? Why? Can someone help me? What I thought about just now… was it true? I can't understand myself. How would others truly understand me and help me?
"Takeru-kun? Takeru-kun? What's wrong? You okay? You seem angry."
-Again. Her voice pokes through my thoughts. Better respond or she'll think I'm dead. Do I hate her? Or like her? Why do I think so negatively about her? But, just stop…just stop…
"Takeru-kun…? What do you mean by that? What do you want me to stop?" her face showing anxiety. Worried. Worn out.
Takeru clenched his fists tightly, his messy blonde hair covering his eyes, his straight, white teeth fitted with each other, showing anger. A weird feeling came over him. Full of spite, but yet feeling loved too. – Just stop…stop pretending that you know me all over! You don't!
"Just stop…stop pretending that you know me all over! You never did or will!" Takeru banged on the table, grabbed his windbreaker and ran out of the rather empty café, leaving Catherine alone. [A windbreaker is a kind of jacket that keeps the cold and rain out. Again, which jacket doesn't?]
" Takeru-kun! Takeru-kun! Wait! But why…" She plopped back into the chair, letting her thoughts flow freely. " Why…why does everything turn out like this?" [It's Catherine's thoughts, btw.]
-I just wanted to care for him…was I wrong in doing that? But yes, I also had greedy intentions. I wanted him to love me back, and in public, I always tended to walk close to him…to make people think that I'm his girlfriend and the reporters might chance upon me and Takeru, snap a picture, and put it in the times as the headlines, "Famous basketball player Takaishi has a French girlfriend!!! See inside for more details." And all the magazines might do so too. " Cute basketball player Takaishi Takeru has French lass as girlfriend!" And it might spread around here and Takeru might have no choice but to pretend that I'm his girlfriend. But things did not turn out so. Is this retribution? I love him, but in my wildest dreams will he love me. Why…did he say that? "Just stop…stop pretending that you know me all over! You never did or will!" I wanted him to fall for me, that's why I was always giving him what he liked and recording the things in my brain that he liked. But I didn't know that I was actually forcing him to like me… He'll resent me… for what I did… Sorry Yamato-kun…
Raindrops pattered softy on the frosted glass window, leaving trails of clear water and a pretty blonde behind, her yellow hair tied in a ponytail up to the nape of her slender neck, her clear blue eyes showing no expression, blank and cold, void of emotion, letting the tears flow down her smooth cheeks.
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[Back to Takeru.HO HO!] [If you want to you could play Every Little Thing's KIWOKU here. It's kind of fitting.]
He ran. Ran as fast as he could. His messy blonde hair turning damp and wet, his face pricked with tiny raindrops with each step he took. His blue and white windbreaker cascading behind him, he ran. In no exact direction. Nothing in his mind.
-Nothing, nothing, nothing. Nani mo. Rien. That is the way of a life with no troubles, no problems, no hope, and no love. A human void of everything…that is horrible. Where am I going? What is my dream? What do I truly seek for? Which path do I follow? Nevertheless, I will continue. Continue on with life no matter what happens.
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[To the hotel room where Takeru and Yamato stays, Yamato's cue.]
"Yeah, I guess…how is Sora? Fine in her fashion designing school?…Oh, I see. How's your little sister? Fine? Not thinking about Takeru? …Yeah, how would you know anyway? Ok, see you soon. Bye." Yamato put down the phone gingerly, and took out the phone card.
-Yep, everyone's fine, everything's fine, those slacks of band members are fine…anyway, where's Takeru? At least there's peace in France.
Suddenly, a crowd of fangirls burst out from the toilet [French fangirls, to be more precise] and screamed,'"AHHH! C'est Ishida Yamato des Teenage Wolves! Nous vous aimons! Yamato froze.
- Me and my big mouth. One thing to do-RUN!!!!!!
And so he went, literally galloping away from those French fangirls. When it looked like he was about to escape, as usual, suddenly, the leader of the "Yama-fangirls pack in France" muttered something to the rest, and they nodded. Yamato turned, to see only his rabid fangirl "pack in France" standing there, with a pink glow around them.
-Looks like they're charging up for something. Hmm…this is NOT GOOD!
"Unissons notre puissance et la glorifions en tant que fangirls fidèles à Yamato pour former l'attaque la plus puissante... ''
Yamato swiped out his translator and furiously translated all of it swiftly. " Something about uniting their power to form some attack…this is too unreal!!!" Yamato cried out. He started to grope the nearest wall to him to hope that it would protect him from the attack. Too sad, there were no walls.
-…NO!!!!!!
"YAMA-CHAN…"
He made a silent prayer, hoping that someone would protect him.
"SUPERBE…"
-Is my doom going to come like this? There is no place to run at ALL!!!
"GLOM…OW!!!!!!"
"Take care, Sora, Takeru, Taichi, Hikari, Daisuke, Miyako, Ken, Iori, Koushiro, Jyou, Mi…huh?" Yamato looked up and to his surprise, saw Gabumon sitting on the heap of fangirls.
" I'm hungry…FOOD! I NEED FOOD!" Gabumon looked faint.
-Oh yeah, I forgot to leave food for Gabumon on the table…DAMN! I forgot about Patamon's food too!
"Yamato…I need FOOD! YOU GOT F-O-O-D-!?" Gabumon's eyes were bloodshot, holding on to Yamato's legs.
"Ah…" he turned seeing the hotel recipient, the staff, the gift shop owners, everyone staring at him.
" What's the problem?" a fat, burly man squeezed his way through the heap of fangirls.
-Shit. It's the manager of the hotel.
Yamato grabbed Gabumon, covered its mouth shut and ran back to his hotel room.
Shutting the door behind him, he sighed. "That was a close call…" "FOOD! NEED FOOD!" Gabumon was rolling on Takeru's neat bed, messing it up.
Yamato sweatdrops, takes a tin of cheese biscuits and tosses it on the bed. Without hesitation, Gabumon opens the tin and puts his head inside, munching up the biscuits.
-I swear, I never going to eat from that tin of biscuits or forget Gabumon's feeding time again. Takeru…he hasn't came back since morning. I wonder if anything has happened? It's raining heavily too. Did he bring an umbrella?
"Patamon, did Takeru bring an umbrella when he went out this morn…Patamon!" Yamato covered the whole house for it.
- Where is that bat-pig?
"Help…HELP!!!" a muffled voice came from somewhere.
- Wait, it seemed more like two muffled voices. Those voices seem familiar… aha!
He ran to Takeru's bed and found Gabumon sitting there, with the biscuit tin over its head. " Help! I got the tin stuck on my head! I can't get it off!" Gabumon's voice rang out." Who asked you to eat like a pig? Now I'm stuck too!" another voice rang out. "Patamon!? How on earth…" Yamato held on to the tin and pulled. Pulled with all his might. But he could not take it off. "Ya..Yama..to…I'm…be..ing…suf..fo…fo..cated…by..t.. this…fa..t…pig…" In came Patamon's voice. "Speak for yourself, fat bat-pig-mutant-hybrid!" Gabumon spat out. "I need extra help…" Yamato tugged at Gabumon's legs.
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[Let's go back to Takeru, who is STILL running.] [Well, you could play Nakashima Mika's Yuki no Hana here, if you have it.]
Takeru ran. Past buildings, monuments, parks, cars, roads.
-Wherever my footsteps lead me, I will go, regardless of anything. Funny. This reminds me of what I did when I was young.
[Flashback to 4 years old, in the park with his parents]
Young Takeru: Wee! Let's play, nii-chan!
Young Yamato: * Who was rolling in the grass * Okay!
Their parents just smile and walk with their kids.
Young Yamato: At the end of 10 counts I will come and catch you!
Young Takeru: Okay!
Young Yamato: One…
Young Takeru runs off, continues running. He runs and runs, not knowing where he is going at all. Past the fountain, the swing, the road, the convenience stall. Step by step, pace by pace, he ran and ran.
-Hee! Nii-chan will never know where am I now!
His legs automatically pulling him to another area, his body followed. Until it was evening, his tiny legs slowed its pace, and then finally stopped. Panting, he looked at his surroundings. He was behind a bush, in unfamiliar areas.
-Where am I? Oh never mind, at least I ran away from nii-chan!
Young Yamato: Takeru! Takeru! If you're there, respond! [If he's gone and lost, it will be my entire fault! Oh god, let him be all right!]
[Oh no! Nii-chan is here! Better run!] Takeru stealthily crept away from behind the bush.
Yamato and Takeru's parents: Takeru! Takeru! Where are you?
-Huh? When did mom and dad start playing too? Never mind. The more the merrier!
Yamato was getting anxious. Suddenly, he thought he saw a figure crawling from the bush behind him. He ran to the bush, his heart pounding rapidly. When he was near the figure, it turned its head up and Yamato saw that it was Takeru! Relived, Yamato wanted to pick him up and hug him, but Takeru ran away and shouted," You and mom and dad are never going to catch me! Hee hee!"
Yamato looked freaked, but recovered quickly and swiftly, he ran after Takeru, who was laughing as he ran. Since Yamato had longer legs than Takeru, he easily caught up with him and grabbed him immediately. Takeru will still squirming about in his arms, but soon, he was tired from running and fell asleep.
[Flashback ends]
-And I didn't know everything after that, but I remembered that mom and dad hugged me tightly and mom cried. Boy, what a simple life I had. No worries at all. It's all different now. But come to think of it, I was pretty lame at that time too. * sweatdrops * Probably I should…I should…apologize to Catherine. It was mean to just run away like that.
Suddenly, his long legs slowed down, his pace uneven. Straining himself a bit more, he finally stopped and kneeled down to let his legs rest. He looked up and saw that he was near an empty phone booth, which was near the hotel he stayed in. He stood up slowly, and his long-distance call phone card dropped out.
-Is this…a coincidence or something that is fated? Hey, something else dropped out too.
He picked it up. It was a picture of Hikari and him.
-Hikari…am I doing the correct thing if I call her? No, she'll be upset about what I did to her…ignore her when I was about to go to France…not replying any of her calls…flying to France not accepting her goodbyes… I am a mean guy. But I should still try…even if she may not accept me…
He walked over to the phone booth, hesitating for a few seconds. Then he slowly and deliberately he walked in and slotted the phone card in the phone. He dialed Hikari's number.
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[At the Yagami's, in Japan.]
" Hikari, it's been about a week since oto-san and oka-san have gone to Singapore. Did they call you or any sorts?" Taichi inquired, without taking his eyes off the television. Hikari sat next to her brother, cuddling Meko in her arms, feeling the smoothness of a well-groomed cat. ." No they didn't. They're probably having a good time at Singapore. Since when were you SO concerned? Who was the one who said it'll be great if oto-san and oka-san went for a long, long time and come back a few months later?" she asked, with a smirk on her face.
"Cut it out. I'm not in the mood for a fight." Taichi said, throwing chips into his mouth. "By the way, Yamato called…" Taichi started, but was cut off by a irritated Hikari, who exclaimed," Why didn't you let me talk to him?" "…A few hours ago when you were out shopping with Miyako-san." Taichi added, staring at her. " Oh…(I wanted to ask how was Takeru and whether he was eating properly…)" Hikari frowned.
Taichi shouted," I heard that!!! I heard what you were whispering to yourself about!!! You wanted to ask Yamato whether Takeru was fine right? I KNEW IT!!!" Hikari blushed bright red and covered Taichi's mouth. "Don't shout! Just…just don't tell anyone, ok?" Taichi smirked.
" It depends whether you can keep my big mouth shut. Ha ha. Hikari loves T-" His voice was cut off by the sudden ringing of the phone.
-Phew. Just in time.
"I'll get it!" Hikari practically ran to the phone and avoided crashing into an antique vase. Taichi sighed and turned back to the television.
Suddenly, she stopped. –Why do I feel so…so…nervous? It's just a phone call from probably Miyako who is going to rant about the rude saleslady who served us.
Hikari reached out her lean arm for the phone. She had a mysterious feeling in her. Taichi, who heard that the phone was still ringing, turned to Hikari. She was standing there, like a statue, not moving. "What's wrong, Hikari?" Taichi stood up and went over to his little sister. "Oh no, nothing wrong," Hikari snapped out of her trance. The ringing sound of the telephone was going on, continuously. Finally, she picked it up and said," H…Hello?"
"Hikari-chan…?"A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
Hikari took a little time to recompose herself and said in surprise and nervousness," TAKERU?!!!"
Kibou no Tenshi Yep, I will recommend music at times.
Ferio That pesky brat has been on me. I think I would hit him with the back of my sword.
Daisuke WHAT ARE YOUR BEAUTY SECRETS?!!!!!!!!!
Iori Meditate…
Kibou no Tenshi… anyway, thanks to those who reviewed and please review! Bye! Kibou no Tenshi, Signing off.
~Ja…I'm sleepy…
* You can hear screams in the background *
Iori Ah, just another day in Kibou no Tenshi's world… filled with madness and chaos…now I must MEDITATE!!!