Hikari's POV
SLAM! I slammed my locker shut, and ran hurriedly to Science. It was unfortunate that my locker was at the other side of the school, for Mrs. Hoshi was strict about getting to class on time. I was often late since the school campus was pretty big.
The bell rang 10 seconds after I slid into my seat.
"Thank Kami-sama!"
"Hey Hikari."
It was Takeru, looking entirely normal.
"Hello Takeru."
I replied in the iciest tone my usually happy voice could manage.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't play dumb with me."
"What do you mean?"
"Your note."
"I didn't give you a note today."
"Mr. Takaishi! Ms. Yagami! Please continue your conversation /after/ class!"
Takeru walked slowly to his seat at the other side of the room. Why was he acting as if nothing had happened? Wait! What if he hadn't sent the note…?
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Daisuke's POV
"Mr. Takaishi! Ms. Yagami! Please continue your conversation /after/ class!"
Like in History, I happened to sit not far from Hikari; just two seats away from her. Her beautiful face was wearing a scowl I had never seen on it before. Takeru. He must have caused this. Why else would they be arguing?
I looked at where Takeru was sitting. Confusion was written clearly on his face. So was sadness. He looked up at me with eyes that seemed to be saying, "Do you know what happened?"
I shook my head. He looked away and stared out the window, as if he was going to fly out of school and escape any problems he had here. Hikari, however, was buried in the boring textbook, listening intently to Mrs. Hoshi. I had never seen her like this before. Hikari wasn't totally failing her classes, but she wasn't exactly acing them either.
Bored, like in every class other than Art and PE, I took out a book. I disliked reading when I was younger, and still do, but it was better than the textbook and Mrs. Hoshi's lecture.
But the book was boring too. So boring I fell asleep…
RRIINNGG!
"Huh?"
I blinked. The clock read 2:40. School was over! I gathered all my books when
someone put their hand on my shoulder. Mrs. Hoshi. She didn't say anything, just put a pink slip on my desk, a very familiar slip.
I groaned. Detention!
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Hikari's POV
After scribbling down the homework, I was about to leave the classroom when I heard someone groan. Daisuke. He had a pink detention slip in his hands, a common sight.
Poor Daisuke. He can't help but fall asleep in class.
I noticed someone else was still here too. Takeru.
"Takeru?"
"Yes?"
"Are you sure you didn't give me a note today?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Because I got a note today saying that you didn't love me."
"Really? Where is it?"
"I was so angry that I tore it to pieces and threw it in the trash can."
"It's probably a jealous admirer of mine. They must have really studied my handwriting."
Takeru was joking, but it was probably true. I'd gotten notes like this before, but I could always tell it wasn't him.
"Well, now that that's been settled, are you still angry at me?"
"No, of course not."
I smiled and hugged him, much happier than I was this morning. Out of the corner of my eye, however, I saw Daisuke giving me a sad smile. I shuddered.
"Is something wrong, Hikari?"
"No, nothing's wrong."
"Okay."
Daisuke was gone, but his sad smile wasn't.
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Daisuke's POV
Takeru and Hikari were hugging now, looking perfectly normal. I clenched my fist, but didn't go back. I had been so stupid back then, to chase after Hikari. It was totally obvious she didn't like me, except to me.
I suppose they think I've gotten over the crush, and put it behind me, but I haven't. I hide my emotions when I see them together. It's hard, but it can be done.
I had walked all the way to my locker, which had taken awhile since it was at the other side of the school. Right next to Hikari's.
I opened my locker, shoved in all of my stuff, and was about to leave when I noticed a note sticking out of Hikari's locker. The envelope had only one word on it, which was Bitch. It was barely legible, so it must have been some popular dumbass girl who was jealous.
I wanted to ignore it, but the place was deserted and I couldn't resist my curiosity. I opened it, and a piece of loose-leaf paper fell out.
In the same messy writing on the envelope, were a string of the foulest curse words I had ever seen. No name was written on the paper.
I put it back into the envelope and was going to stick it back when Hikari walked up to me.
"Hi Daisuke. What's that you're putting into my locker?"
"Ah-I found it sticking out of your locker and…uh…"
Hikari took it from my hands, took one look at the envelope, and tossed it into a nearby trash can. She looked at me, and smiled.
"I get these all the time. Next time you see one, do me a favor and throw it into the trash."
Casually, as if nothing had happened, she opened her locker, took out the books she needed, put some stuff in, and left. I must have stood there for a full five minutes before realizing I should go home.
I guess that's one of the things I like about her. It takes a lot to get her angry.
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Hikari's POV
After throwing the envelope labeled "Bitch" in the trash can, I pretended to leave. Soon, I heard Daisuke leaving, so I went back to read it. The trash can had been empty before the note, so I reached in and pulled it out. I didn't recognize the handwriting. Daisuke had definitely not written it.
I had never gotten a note like this before, contrary to the lie I had just made up about getting them all the time. The envelope was totally plain, and the note inside had been written on a piece of loose-leaf paper.
The message made it obvious the writer was seriously mad at me. Who could it be? Oh, yeah. Any other girl in the school who happened to like Takeru, which could be anyone. Most likely someone more popular than I who thought she deserved him more than I did.
Suddenly I felt something a little spiky in my hand. I looked to see a ball of paper. I hadn't noticed that I had been crumpling it into a tiny ball. Disgusted, I really threw it away and left.
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It SEEMS like a Takari…but it isn't. Don't expect the next part soon. Review to make me happy. BTW, are any of you Card Captors fans? Then you MUST read "Dimensions", written by The MOUSE. It is definitely the best fic I have EVER read! (no offense to anyone else, but I swear s/he must be a professional writer!)
SLAM! I slammed my locker shut, and ran hurriedly to Science. It was unfortunate that my locker was at the other side of the school, for Mrs. Hoshi was strict about getting to class on time. I was often late since the school campus was pretty big.
The bell rang 10 seconds after I slid into my seat.
"Thank Kami-sama!"
"Hey Hikari."
It was Takeru, looking entirely normal.
"Hello Takeru."
I replied in the iciest tone my usually happy voice could manage.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't play dumb with me."
"What do you mean?"
"Your note."
"I didn't give you a note today."
"Mr. Takaishi! Ms. Yagami! Please continue your conversation /after/ class!"
Takeru walked slowly to his seat at the other side of the room. Why was he acting as if nothing had happened? Wait! What if he hadn't sent the note…?
*
Daisuke's POV
"Mr. Takaishi! Ms. Yagami! Please continue your conversation /after/ class!"
Like in History, I happened to sit not far from Hikari; just two seats away from her. Her beautiful face was wearing a scowl I had never seen on it before. Takeru. He must have caused this. Why else would they be arguing?
I looked at where Takeru was sitting. Confusion was written clearly on his face. So was sadness. He looked up at me with eyes that seemed to be saying, "Do you know what happened?"
I shook my head. He looked away and stared out the window, as if he was going to fly out of school and escape any problems he had here. Hikari, however, was buried in the boring textbook, listening intently to Mrs. Hoshi. I had never seen her like this before. Hikari wasn't totally failing her classes, but she wasn't exactly acing them either.
Bored, like in every class other than Art and PE, I took out a book. I disliked reading when I was younger, and still do, but it was better than the textbook and Mrs. Hoshi's lecture.
But the book was boring too. So boring I fell asleep…
RRIINNGG!
"Huh?"
I blinked. The clock read 2:40. School was over! I gathered all my books when
someone put their hand on my shoulder. Mrs. Hoshi. She didn't say anything, just put a pink slip on my desk, a very familiar slip.
I groaned. Detention!
*
Hikari's POV
After scribbling down the homework, I was about to leave the classroom when I heard someone groan. Daisuke. He had a pink detention slip in his hands, a common sight.
Poor Daisuke. He can't help but fall asleep in class.
I noticed someone else was still here too. Takeru.
"Takeru?"
"Yes?"
"Are you sure you didn't give me a note today?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Because I got a note today saying that you didn't love me."
"Really? Where is it?"
"I was so angry that I tore it to pieces and threw it in the trash can."
"It's probably a jealous admirer of mine. They must have really studied my handwriting."
Takeru was joking, but it was probably true. I'd gotten notes like this before, but I could always tell it wasn't him.
"Well, now that that's been settled, are you still angry at me?"
"No, of course not."
I smiled and hugged him, much happier than I was this morning. Out of the corner of my eye, however, I saw Daisuke giving me a sad smile. I shuddered.
"Is something wrong, Hikari?"
"No, nothing's wrong."
"Okay."
Daisuke was gone, but his sad smile wasn't.
*
Daisuke's POV
Takeru and Hikari were hugging now, looking perfectly normal. I clenched my fist, but didn't go back. I had been so stupid back then, to chase after Hikari. It was totally obvious she didn't like me, except to me.
I suppose they think I've gotten over the crush, and put it behind me, but I haven't. I hide my emotions when I see them together. It's hard, but it can be done.
I had walked all the way to my locker, which had taken awhile since it was at the other side of the school. Right next to Hikari's.
I opened my locker, shoved in all of my stuff, and was about to leave when I noticed a note sticking out of Hikari's locker. The envelope had only one word on it, which was Bitch. It was barely legible, so it must have been some popular dumbass girl who was jealous.
I wanted to ignore it, but the place was deserted and I couldn't resist my curiosity. I opened it, and a piece of loose-leaf paper fell out.
In the same messy writing on the envelope, were a string of the foulest curse words I had ever seen. No name was written on the paper.
I put it back into the envelope and was going to stick it back when Hikari walked up to me.
"Hi Daisuke. What's that you're putting into my locker?"
"Ah-I found it sticking out of your locker and…uh…"
Hikari took it from my hands, took one look at the envelope, and tossed it into a nearby trash can. She looked at me, and smiled.
"I get these all the time. Next time you see one, do me a favor and throw it into the trash."
Casually, as if nothing had happened, she opened her locker, took out the books she needed, put some stuff in, and left. I must have stood there for a full five minutes before realizing I should go home.
I guess that's one of the things I like about her. It takes a lot to get her angry.
*
Hikari's POV
After throwing the envelope labeled "Bitch" in the trash can, I pretended to leave. Soon, I heard Daisuke leaving, so I went back to read it. The trash can had been empty before the note, so I reached in and pulled it out. I didn't recognize the handwriting. Daisuke had definitely not written it.
I had never gotten a note like this before, contrary to the lie I had just made up about getting them all the time. The envelope was totally plain, and the note inside had been written on a piece of loose-leaf paper.
The message made it obvious the writer was seriously mad at me. Who could it be? Oh, yeah. Any other girl in the school who happened to like Takeru, which could be anyone. Most likely someone more popular than I who thought she deserved him more than I did.
Suddenly I felt something a little spiky in my hand. I looked to see a ball of paper. I hadn't noticed that I had been crumpling it into a tiny ball. Disgusted, I really threw it away and left.
*
It SEEMS like a Takari…but it isn't. Don't expect the next part soon. Review to make me happy. BTW, are any of you Card Captors fans? Then you MUST read "Dimensions", written by The MOUSE. It is definitely the best fic I have EVER read! (no offense to anyone else, but I swear s/he must be a professional writer!)