As I've said before, I don't own Digimon, though I wish I could. Cause then I'd own Yamato....::gets smacked around by everyone:: OWOWOW!!!
Broken Angels
Part 3
The week went by slowly, and Takeru went into a slump. Unable to concentrate, his teachers questioned his sudden slip in grades. He stated he wasn't feeling good and thought he was coming down with something, so he was sent home Wednesday during school.
Hikari watched the pale faced superstar walk by, leaving for home. "Hope you feel better," she said quietly.
Looking at her in utter shock, he stared at her, surprised to hear her actually talk to him. Then, he continued on his way to be picked up by his mom.
Daisuke looked at her. "What was that about?"
"Nothing..," she said and returned to her work.
Not believing her, he looked at his schoolwork in front of him, biting the eraser on his pencil. Nothing, huh? Yeah right! I hope she isn't secretly visiting him...!!!!
Everyone quickly turned to the gagging boy, who threw a fit and rolled out of his seat. The teacher rolled his eyes and stood up to aid the poor boy.
***
Everyone burst out laughing and Daisuke turned red. "Shut up already!"
Iori wiped the tears from his eyes, and gasped, "What kinda idiot chokes on his eraser?!"
"He just suddenly gagged and fell out of his seat!" Hikari giggled.
Miyako was about to fall out of her stool behind the counter, laughing hysterically. "Only goggle boy here would!"
The laughter continuing, Daisuke continued to become beet red, biting his bottom lip to keep from exploding. Looking at them all, bright red with tears streaming down their face, he noticed Hikari looked pained, terribly.
Soon, everyone quieted to look at Hikari as she burst out into real tears, sobbing heavily. Iori was lost, as he looked at her as she fell to her knees. "Hikari...are you ok? What's wrong?"
She continued to cry, unable to stop her river from pouring out her eyes. Miyako came around and placed her arms around the girl's shoulders. "Oh..Hikari, don't cry. Tell us, what's wrong? Is it Takeru?"
Nodding, Hikari gasped for air, as she tried to gain control over herself. "I'm making him sick!"
Daisuke looked at her. "How?"
"Hey, maybe you should take some soup over to him. That should make him feel better," Miyako suggested, helping her up. "And maybe you can settle things, ok?"
With shining eyes, Hikari looked at her and nodded, grinning a bit.
***
Takeru lay in his bed, moaning as he rolled over and opened his eyes. He felt horrible, and he was glad his mom had just left for work, leaving him alone and giving him plenty of time to get a hold of himself.
"If Hikari is happier this way...but, it's just not fair," he mumbled as he buried his head into his pillow. Just as he closed his eyes, he heard a light tapping at the door, and he muttered, getting up slowly and slipping into his slippers.
The tapping ceased and he grumbled, "Coming!" and opened the door and nearly fell over.
Hikari looked at him with a sympathetic face, holding in her hands a plastic bag with a couple bags of Ramen inside. "I came to check on you."
Unsure if he should trust her, he didn't smile back at her. "Shouldn't you be with Daisuke?"
"Takeru...," she said, hurt, and letting him know it.
"All right, come in," he sighed, opening the door for her. "Just don't invite him."
"Takeru, is that all you can think about!? I'm sorry, ok?!" she screamed, scaring him. "I'm over here to make you feel better and all you can do is make me feel worse!"
"How do you think I felt when I saw you two Monday?! Don't you think that hurt me? You don't think I was crushed? All you can think about is yourself!" he retorted, angry.
She looked at him. "Well, I'm sorry! I said it again. Is that better? Do I have to do some ritual to prove that I am?"
"If you'd think about what you're doing before you do them and cause more problems!"
"What did I ever do?! It's not my fault your stupid brother can't keep his schedule straight and piss my brother off!" She realized her mistake for blaming it on Takeru's brother.
Takeru stared at her with wide eyes. "H-How can you blame Yamato!?"
"I'M SORRY!!!" she shouted, falling to her knees and began to weep. "No matter what I try to do, I always screw things up more!"
He looked at her, his eyes wide still. I just told ya so...he thought to himself, but decided not to make her angry anymore than she already was. "Look...I'm sorry for yelling at you. But you can't blame this on Yamato. They both have a part in this whole thing, and I don't want Yamato taking the blame for it."
"I know...," she whispered, wiping her eyes and looking up at him.
Feeling light-headed, he felt his balance subside, and he quickly reached out to get ahold of the walls. Hikari got up and helped him stand. "Why don't you go lay down?"
"That's what I was gonna do...," he muttered, and let her help him to bed. Taking his slippers off and setting them on the floor, she covered him up with thick blankets and smiled.
"I'll go fix those packets of Ramen!" she said cheerily, and ran off out of the room.
"How did she change..?" he whispered and closed his eyes.
***
Daisuke took the bag from Miyako and smiled. "All right! I'll make sure Takeru gets better!"
Iori looked at him oddly. "I highly doubt that was meant in a good way."
"Oh be quiet."
"Just don't choke on anything stupid," Miyako giggled.
Iori started laughing again, and Daisuke blushed. "Like what would I choke on?!"
"Choking on your own tongue in a lame attempt to kiss Hikari, that's what," Miyako blurted, and fell from her stool laughing.
Iori cracked up even more, rolling on the ground, holding his stomach. Daisuke glared at the two. "Haha! I'll show you who gets the last laugh!" he shouted and stormed out, leaving the two paralyzed on the ground with laughter.
***
Hikari held the chopsticks out. "Come on, eat!"
Takeru stared at it. "I can feed myself..."
"Now, now, save your strength!" she said, shoving the noodles into his mouth.
Quickly swallowing them, his eyes burned with tears as the burning noodles ran through his throat. "You're gonna kill me..."
"Oh, don't cry about it!" She grabbed the glass of water next to her and handed it to him. "Here."
As he began to drink, he heard someone enter. "Must be mom....EH?!"
Hikari and Takeru looked at the door with wide eyes as they saw Yamato standing, still in his school uniform, breathing heavily. Seeing Hikari, Yamato stopped catching his breath. That Takeru...! Does he ever listen to me?!
"Yamato...what are you doing here? I thought you had band practice," Takeru said nervously.
Catching the nervous tone in Takeru's voice, Yamato glared at him. "What, you think I'm to busy, too, to come see my brother who's sick? Is everyone suddenly turning on me!?"
"It's not that...."
"Then what is it?! Every time I show up, everyone wonders why I'm not at practice! Well, I told them to hold it off until I get back from checking on you!"
"Oh, and you were gonna spend, what, five minutes here?" Takeru snorted.
"Is this all the thanks I get?! And so much for you listening to what I told you earlier! Apparently, I can't trust ANYONE, not even my own brother! I don't know who to rely on anymore but myself!" Yamato screamed, turning around and storming out the front door, slamming it.
Hikari looked at Takeru, who sat there trembling. "Takeru..."
"Yamato hates me, doesn't he?"
"He doesn't...it's just that everyone jumps to conclusions and it's all for the same reasons. He thinks everyone...well, you know it all."
"But...I was just asking."
"But then you were rude to him. All he did was come to check on you. You're basically all he has left...sure, he's got his father, but he's always at work, and there's your mother, but he doesn't see her often. Think about his feelings for a change."
Sitting there quietly, he ate what Hikari crammed into his mouth, unaware of the door opening again. Daisuke popped his head in. "Hello, fellow friends!"
Hikari turned her head. "Daisuke! What are you doing here?"
Takeru looked uninterested in his appearance, staring at him with a dull expression. Daisuke looked pretty angry to see Hikari feeding him, but didn't say anything. Holding the bag up, he smiled. "Brought some goodies! Figured you'd like some, and T.R. over there, too."
Not in the mood to argue with Daisuke, he lay down and rolled over on his side, his back towards the two.
"What's with him? And what's with Yamato? I saw him storm past me, nearly in tears," Daisuke mentioned, taking his goggles off his forehead.
Takeru felt his body stiffen. Yamato...about to cry because of me...I really don't care about what I do to him, do I? Enough to hurt him and make him cry because he can't even believe in me...and I'm just as bad as Taichi, no better, and now I'm his enemy...and Hikari's.
"Oh...argument between the two, and Takeru's not in the mood to deal with your bothering, so leave him alone, ok?" Hikari said calmly.
"Sure, sure," Daisuke said, setting the bag down. "Hey, this place has a nice view from the balcony. Wanna go take some pictures?"
"Oh, sure!" Hikari smiled. "Takeru, Daisuke and I are going to go take some pictures. Rest up some, ok?"
Without a word, he closed his eyes, angry for many reasons. Daisuke and Hikari left quietly, closing the door behind them. "Daisuke...!" he growled.
***
Yamato stormed back to rehearsal, incredibly peeved at Takeru. "I can't impress him, not at all! I can't do anything to make him appreciate ME! I just can't do anything right!!"
Too angry to continue on his way, he collapsed in a bench and sighed, leaning over to rest his head in his hands, biting his lower lip to keep from crying. "I'm such a baby...I can't cry, I can't! But...I just can't get an appreciation around here! What can I do to actually make someone happy..."
"Yamato-kuuuuun!!!"
Jumping, he looked up to see Motomiya Jun standing in front of him. At her sight, he cursed silently to himself. As if I'm not feeling bad already!! Go away, you pest! "What do you want now?"
"You look so sad and lonely, so I'll cheer you up!" she said.
"IIE!!!!!!!" he screamed.
Staring at him, she frowned. "Yamato-kun, what's wrong? Did I say something? Maybe you're hungry! I'll go get you something to eat!"
"N-n...," he began, but she took off running.
"Don't run off on me, Yamato-kun! This can be a small date, ok?" she yelled, disappearing around a corner.
His eyes about to pop out of his head, he jumped off the bench and ran away. "I can't stand to be around her! I have to get away! This is making the day even worse!"
***
As the sun set, Hikari snapped pictures, Daisuke standing beside her. She smiled faintly, thinking about how it would be nice to be out somewhere, like a beach, with Takeru beside her....
"It's a nice day, isn't it?" Daisuke asked, looking at her.
"Yeah...it is. Poor Takeru...he had to get sick so suddenly," she sighed.
"Hey, he'll be fine. It's not like he's dying or anything. Just enjoy it!"
"Enjoy what?" she asked, looking at him.
"Enjoy the nice day that it is! I'm enjoying it...especially since you're finally spending some time with me."
"I spend a lot of time with you both. Are you jealous?"
"Why would I be jealous?!"
"Come on, it's so obvious, and I know that you like me, because that's obvious as well," she pointed out.
Turning red, he nodded. "I guess it was too obvious, but Hikari, I don't understand why you're feelings are different!"
Turning her head, she sighed. "It's because not everyone has the same feelings...you understand that, right?"
"It's Takeru, isn't it?"
"Huh?"
He watched as she slowly turned her head to face him. "Takeru is the one you like."
"No, he's not! I mean...yes, well, no, but....," she said all at once, her true feelings intertwining with what she wanted to answer to keep from hurting Daisuke.
"See! I knew it!"
"I'm sorry."
"Why do you always say you're sorry?"
"I can't help it...I really am, because I know how you feel about me, and I can't return your feelings...."
"Oh, but you can!" he said, jumping towards her, grabbing her hands. "You can!"
Looking at him with wide eyes, she felt her cheeks burn, and she smiled faintly. "L-Like what?"
"This is embarrassing...but, could you…could you..."
"C-Could I what...?"
"ALL I WANT IS ONE KISS!!!"
"N-NANDE?!?!"
"Hikari, this is all I want!! Please!!" he pleaded.
"Demo...!"
"DOUZO!!!"
Unsure of what she was feeling, she felt her heart do flips inside her chest. Her mind said to do it, her heart said no. She was lost and uncertain, but didn't move. "D-Daisuke...."
Taking that as a yes, he leaned over, closing his eyes. Still unsure of what she should really do, she stood there, tightly closing her eyes. Only 5 seconds...that's all it should be! Just 5 seconds!!
Before he touched her lips, a loud shout was heard, and they both opened their eyes and looked to inside. There, standing was Takeru, beet red and furious, screaming at them. "DAISUKE!!! HIKARI!! YOU IDIOT!!! HOW COULD YOU?!?!"
"Takeru!" Hikari gasped, feeling ashamed. The one she had truly cared and loved, was now beginning to hate her. Instead of staying friends with him and ignoring what Taichi advised, she ignored him, and went with Daisuke. She was only making it worse for him.
"I don't have to stay here and take this! I'm outta here!" he roared, turning around and storming out the front door.
"Takeru, wait!" Hikari cried, running through the open back door to the front to go after him. "Don't go!!"
"Hikari!"
"Daisuke, I have no time! I must stop him before he does something stupid!" she shouted over her shoulder.
"But Hikariiiii!!!" he wailed, following her.
"Takeru, what have I done to you..? It's all my fault! If I hadn't done all that to you..and what just happened...how could I be so stupid? Takeru, I don't love Daisuke...I don't! I-I..love you!"
Stopping on the sidewalk outside, she looked up. "I LOVE YOU, TAKERU!!!"
Broken Angels
Part 3
The week went by slowly, and Takeru went into a slump. Unable to concentrate, his teachers questioned his sudden slip in grades. He stated he wasn't feeling good and thought he was coming down with something, so he was sent home Wednesday during school.
Hikari watched the pale faced superstar walk by, leaving for home. "Hope you feel better," she said quietly.
Looking at her in utter shock, he stared at her, surprised to hear her actually talk to him. Then, he continued on his way to be picked up by his mom.
Daisuke looked at her. "What was that about?"
"Nothing..," she said and returned to her work.
Not believing her, he looked at his schoolwork in front of him, biting the eraser on his pencil. Nothing, huh? Yeah right! I hope she isn't secretly visiting him...!!!!
Everyone quickly turned to the gagging boy, who threw a fit and rolled out of his seat. The teacher rolled his eyes and stood up to aid the poor boy.
***
Everyone burst out laughing and Daisuke turned red. "Shut up already!"
Iori wiped the tears from his eyes, and gasped, "What kinda idiot chokes on his eraser?!"
"He just suddenly gagged and fell out of his seat!" Hikari giggled.
Miyako was about to fall out of her stool behind the counter, laughing hysterically. "Only goggle boy here would!"
The laughter continuing, Daisuke continued to become beet red, biting his bottom lip to keep from exploding. Looking at them all, bright red with tears streaming down their face, he noticed Hikari looked pained, terribly.
Soon, everyone quieted to look at Hikari as she burst out into real tears, sobbing heavily. Iori was lost, as he looked at her as she fell to her knees. "Hikari...are you ok? What's wrong?"
She continued to cry, unable to stop her river from pouring out her eyes. Miyako came around and placed her arms around the girl's shoulders. "Oh..Hikari, don't cry. Tell us, what's wrong? Is it Takeru?"
Nodding, Hikari gasped for air, as she tried to gain control over herself. "I'm making him sick!"
Daisuke looked at her. "How?"
"Hey, maybe you should take some soup over to him. That should make him feel better," Miyako suggested, helping her up. "And maybe you can settle things, ok?"
With shining eyes, Hikari looked at her and nodded, grinning a bit.
***
Takeru lay in his bed, moaning as he rolled over and opened his eyes. He felt horrible, and he was glad his mom had just left for work, leaving him alone and giving him plenty of time to get a hold of himself.
"If Hikari is happier this way...but, it's just not fair," he mumbled as he buried his head into his pillow. Just as he closed his eyes, he heard a light tapping at the door, and he muttered, getting up slowly and slipping into his slippers.
The tapping ceased and he grumbled, "Coming!" and opened the door and nearly fell over.
Hikari looked at him with a sympathetic face, holding in her hands a plastic bag with a couple bags of Ramen inside. "I came to check on you."
Unsure if he should trust her, he didn't smile back at her. "Shouldn't you be with Daisuke?"
"Takeru...," she said, hurt, and letting him know it.
"All right, come in," he sighed, opening the door for her. "Just don't invite him."
"Takeru, is that all you can think about!? I'm sorry, ok?!" she screamed, scaring him. "I'm over here to make you feel better and all you can do is make me feel worse!"
"How do you think I felt when I saw you two Monday?! Don't you think that hurt me? You don't think I was crushed? All you can think about is yourself!" he retorted, angry.
She looked at him. "Well, I'm sorry! I said it again. Is that better? Do I have to do some ritual to prove that I am?"
"If you'd think about what you're doing before you do them and cause more problems!"
"What did I ever do?! It's not my fault your stupid brother can't keep his schedule straight and piss my brother off!" She realized her mistake for blaming it on Takeru's brother.
Takeru stared at her with wide eyes. "H-How can you blame Yamato!?"
"I'M SORRY!!!" she shouted, falling to her knees and began to weep. "No matter what I try to do, I always screw things up more!"
He looked at her, his eyes wide still. I just told ya so...he thought to himself, but decided not to make her angry anymore than she already was. "Look...I'm sorry for yelling at you. But you can't blame this on Yamato. They both have a part in this whole thing, and I don't want Yamato taking the blame for it."
"I know...," she whispered, wiping her eyes and looking up at him.
Feeling light-headed, he felt his balance subside, and he quickly reached out to get ahold of the walls. Hikari got up and helped him stand. "Why don't you go lay down?"
"That's what I was gonna do...," he muttered, and let her help him to bed. Taking his slippers off and setting them on the floor, she covered him up with thick blankets and smiled.
"I'll go fix those packets of Ramen!" she said cheerily, and ran off out of the room.
"How did she change..?" he whispered and closed his eyes.
***
Daisuke took the bag from Miyako and smiled. "All right! I'll make sure Takeru gets better!"
Iori looked at him oddly. "I highly doubt that was meant in a good way."
"Oh be quiet."
"Just don't choke on anything stupid," Miyako giggled.
Iori started laughing again, and Daisuke blushed. "Like what would I choke on?!"
"Choking on your own tongue in a lame attempt to kiss Hikari, that's what," Miyako blurted, and fell from her stool laughing.
Iori cracked up even more, rolling on the ground, holding his stomach. Daisuke glared at the two. "Haha! I'll show you who gets the last laugh!" he shouted and stormed out, leaving the two paralyzed on the ground with laughter.
***
Hikari held the chopsticks out. "Come on, eat!"
Takeru stared at it. "I can feed myself..."
"Now, now, save your strength!" she said, shoving the noodles into his mouth.
Quickly swallowing them, his eyes burned with tears as the burning noodles ran through his throat. "You're gonna kill me..."
"Oh, don't cry about it!" She grabbed the glass of water next to her and handed it to him. "Here."
As he began to drink, he heard someone enter. "Must be mom....EH?!"
Hikari and Takeru looked at the door with wide eyes as they saw Yamato standing, still in his school uniform, breathing heavily. Seeing Hikari, Yamato stopped catching his breath. That Takeru...! Does he ever listen to me?!
"Yamato...what are you doing here? I thought you had band practice," Takeru said nervously.
Catching the nervous tone in Takeru's voice, Yamato glared at him. "What, you think I'm to busy, too, to come see my brother who's sick? Is everyone suddenly turning on me!?"
"It's not that...."
"Then what is it?! Every time I show up, everyone wonders why I'm not at practice! Well, I told them to hold it off until I get back from checking on you!"
"Oh, and you were gonna spend, what, five minutes here?" Takeru snorted.
"Is this all the thanks I get?! And so much for you listening to what I told you earlier! Apparently, I can't trust ANYONE, not even my own brother! I don't know who to rely on anymore but myself!" Yamato screamed, turning around and storming out the front door, slamming it.
Hikari looked at Takeru, who sat there trembling. "Takeru..."
"Yamato hates me, doesn't he?"
"He doesn't...it's just that everyone jumps to conclusions and it's all for the same reasons. He thinks everyone...well, you know it all."
"But...I was just asking."
"But then you were rude to him. All he did was come to check on you. You're basically all he has left...sure, he's got his father, but he's always at work, and there's your mother, but he doesn't see her often. Think about his feelings for a change."
Sitting there quietly, he ate what Hikari crammed into his mouth, unaware of the door opening again. Daisuke popped his head in. "Hello, fellow friends!"
Hikari turned her head. "Daisuke! What are you doing here?"
Takeru looked uninterested in his appearance, staring at him with a dull expression. Daisuke looked pretty angry to see Hikari feeding him, but didn't say anything. Holding the bag up, he smiled. "Brought some goodies! Figured you'd like some, and T.R. over there, too."
Not in the mood to argue with Daisuke, he lay down and rolled over on his side, his back towards the two.
"What's with him? And what's with Yamato? I saw him storm past me, nearly in tears," Daisuke mentioned, taking his goggles off his forehead.
Takeru felt his body stiffen. Yamato...about to cry because of me...I really don't care about what I do to him, do I? Enough to hurt him and make him cry because he can't even believe in me...and I'm just as bad as Taichi, no better, and now I'm his enemy...and Hikari's.
"Oh...argument between the two, and Takeru's not in the mood to deal with your bothering, so leave him alone, ok?" Hikari said calmly.
"Sure, sure," Daisuke said, setting the bag down. "Hey, this place has a nice view from the balcony. Wanna go take some pictures?"
"Oh, sure!" Hikari smiled. "Takeru, Daisuke and I are going to go take some pictures. Rest up some, ok?"
Without a word, he closed his eyes, angry for many reasons. Daisuke and Hikari left quietly, closing the door behind them. "Daisuke...!" he growled.
***
Yamato stormed back to rehearsal, incredibly peeved at Takeru. "I can't impress him, not at all! I can't do anything to make him appreciate ME! I just can't do anything right!!"
Too angry to continue on his way, he collapsed in a bench and sighed, leaning over to rest his head in his hands, biting his lower lip to keep from crying. "I'm such a baby...I can't cry, I can't! But...I just can't get an appreciation around here! What can I do to actually make someone happy..."
"Yamato-kuuuuun!!!"
Jumping, he looked up to see Motomiya Jun standing in front of him. At her sight, he cursed silently to himself. As if I'm not feeling bad already!! Go away, you pest! "What do you want now?"
"You look so sad and lonely, so I'll cheer you up!" she said.
"IIE!!!!!!!" he screamed.
Staring at him, she frowned. "Yamato-kun, what's wrong? Did I say something? Maybe you're hungry! I'll go get you something to eat!"
"N-n...," he began, but she took off running.
"Don't run off on me, Yamato-kun! This can be a small date, ok?" she yelled, disappearing around a corner.
His eyes about to pop out of his head, he jumped off the bench and ran away. "I can't stand to be around her! I have to get away! This is making the day even worse!"
***
As the sun set, Hikari snapped pictures, Daisuke standing beside her. She smiled faintly, thinking about how it would be nice to be out somewhere, like a beach, with Takeru beside her....
"It's a nice day, isn't it?" Daisuke asked, looking at her.
"Yeah...it is. Poor Takeru...he had to get sick so suddenly," she sighed.
"Hey, he'll be fine. It's not like he's dying or anything. Just enjoy it!"
"Enjoy what?" she asked, looking at him.
"Enjoy the nice day that it is! I'm enjoying it...especially since you're finally spending some time with me."
"I spend a lot of time with you both. Are you jealous?"
"Why would I be jealous?!"
"Come on, it's so obvious, and I know that you like me, because that's obvious as well," she pointed out.
Turning red, he nodded. "I guess it was too obvious, but Hikari, I don't understand why you're feelings are different!"
Turning her head, she sighed. "It's because not everyone has the same feelings...you understand that, right?"
"It's Takeru, isn't it?"
"Huh?"
He watched as she slowly turned her head to face him. "Takeru is the one you like."
"No, he's not! I mean...yes, well, no, but....," she said all at once, her true feelings intertwining with what she wanted to answer to keep from hurting Daisuke.
"See! I knew it!"
"I'm sorry."
"Why do you always say you're sorry?"
"I can't help it...I really am, because I know how you feel about me, and I can't return your feelings...."
"Oh, but you can!" he said, jumping towards her, grabbing her hands. "You can!"
Looking at him with wide eyes, she felt her cheeks burn, and she smiled faintly. "L-Like what?"
"This is embarrassing...but, could you…could you..."
"C-Could I what...?"
"ALL I WANT IS ONE KISS!!!"
"N-NANDE?!?!"
"Hikari, this is all I want!! Please!!" he pleaded.
"Demo...!"
"DOUZO!!!"
Unsure of what she was feeling, she felt her heart do flips inside her chest. Her mind said to do it, her heart said no. She was lost and uncertain, but didn't move. "D-Daisuke...."
Taking that as a yes, he leaned over, closing his eyes. Still unsure of what she should really do, she stood there, tightly closing her eyes. Only 5 seconds...that's all it should be! Just 5 seconds!!
Before he touched her lips, a loud shout was heard, and they both opened their eyes and looked to inside. There, standing was Takeru, beet red and furious, screaming at them. "DAISUKE!!! HIKARI!! YOU IDIOT!!! HOW COULD YOU?!?!"
"Takeru!" Hikari gasped, feeling ashamed. The one she had truly cared and loved, was now beginning to hate her. Instead of staying friends with him and ignoring what Taichi advised, she ignored him, and went with Daisuke. She was only making it worse for him.
"I don't have to stay here and take this! I'm outta here!" he roared, turning around and storming out the front door.
"Takeru, wait!" Hikari cried, running through the open back door to the front to go after him. "Don't go!!"
"Hikari!"
"Daisuke, I have no time! I must stop him before he does something stupid!" she shouted over her shoulder.
"But Hikariiiii!!!" he wailed, following her.
"Takeru, what have I done to you..? It's all my fault! If I hadn't done all that to you..and what just happened...how could I be so stupid? Takeru, I don't love Daisuke...I don't! I-I..love you!"
Stopping on the sidewalk outside, she looked up. "I LOVE YOU, TAKERU!!!"