This is the second one, through Dai's P.O.V., if anyone's still reading. When you review everything at the end, I'd like to know if you think I was totally OCC or partly for all of them. With Hikari I know I was a bit. So give me your honest opinion. I wanna hear it!

d/c: I don't own Digimon.

Trapped

I checked Hikari's coffee.

"Are you sure there isn't anything else I can put in there?" I ask. She shakes her head as she adds her sugar. I would've done it for her if she had asked. But she never does.

Even if she does ask for help, it's always from Takeru. 'Takeru, would you get the door for me?' 'Takeru, could you do this for me?' It's never 'Daisuke, would you put this away for me?' It never Daisuke anything! I won't even pretend I don't notice she's stringing me. Me and that gilligan over there! She's turned us against each other. Well, it's more me against him. I guess I'm just hoping I can change her.

Hope. Hm. You know what? Maybe the entire Takeru/Hikari idea wouldn't make me so sick if Takeru paid attention to her. Sure, they were friends. He paid attention to her ask a friend. But whenever she said 'Could you open the door for me, Takeru-kun?' while giving him one of her heart warming smiles, he'll just say sure, do it, and think nothing more. I can see the disappointed look on Hikari's face when it doesn't work and I can't say that I blame her. That bastard. That lucky bastard. He has Hikari's heart in the palm of his hands and yet, he treats it as a friend. He has her love and he isn't doing a damn thing about it.

Why? Why isn't he teasing and flaunting me, kissing Hikari, dating her, slowly tearing me apart? Isn't this why we're in competition with each other? For the love of this girl? It can't be that he doesn't know. He knows he has Hikari wrapped around his finger tip. I don't know how I know that, I just do. It's something I can sense.

It can't be that Takeru doesn't love Hikari back. As I stated earlier, she's our reason to fight. We both want the same thing. But I don't get it. Even to me it's obvious they're a cute couple. They both grew up together, they spend a lot of time together, there won't be any nasty surprises when they start dating. Why isn't Takeru taking advantage of this?

Hikari's looking at him again. But he's not looking back. He's somewhere else. Hikari turns her head back, knowing that he never will look back. I feel sorry for her. Her heart must be scrambled right now. In a offer of kindness, I try to reach over for her hand- and I spill the creme all over my shirt in doing so. I silently curse myself. What an idiot! No wonder Hikari has no romantic feelings for me!

She is looking at me as though she's mildly amused. Takeru is instantly reaching out to help me. I try to decline, but he's too persistant. So I let him.

"Geez Daisuke. You're a real braniac." He mutters as he mops my shirt with a napkin. I'm too embarrassed to watch. You'd think we were gay by watching us! Eventually he got his hands away from me, thank god, and he started talking.

"Anyway, I heard they're coming out with green ketchup." I nodded, not really paying attention to him. Instead, I was watching Hikari. She had forgotten all about me, as she stared at him. Him, in his wonderful way. God dammit I hated him. Yet, I couldn't. I couldn't hate him any more then I could stop loving Hikari.

Hikari suddenly falls, Her elbow slips as she's taken by surprise and knocked over in Takeru's direction. All he does is raise an eye brow and put on a smile. He does nothing to help her. Neither do the strangers that look at her, the source of the crashing sound. I put her chair upright, and then help her up.

"Thank you." She mutters and she sits back down, sipping her coffee. I'm partially glaring at Takeru. Why didn't he do anything?

Why did you? A little voice inside of me asked. I wanted to put my head in my hands. I wanted to start crying.

I knew it. I'd be there forever. I could never stop loving Hikari, even if I wanted to. It was my destiny to love her when she obviously want Takeru. I was chained to her, whether I liked it or not.

Do you know how it feels to wonder whether you really like a person or if you're just supposed to? That's what it's like for Hikari and I. I don't know if I turely love her. It seems like a simple infactuation. Yet, I can't be sure.

It was my duty to be the loser so other people wouldn't have to. I was chained to this miserable destiny forever. Takeru is still babbling onto me about something. I just want to scream at him, tell him to shut up, I just want to scream, explode, do something! But I couldn't. No. It was my role. My place in destiny.

Ga, I'm getting emotional again. I can go from obsessed to depressed in 0.4 seconds. Gotta stop that.

Trapped.

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I think that one was better then Hikari's. It was O.K. Any other thoughts? Takeru's hell is up next.