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A/n- ahhh, another romance fic by me. This one is probably Daikari or Takari. Depends. It starts out as Takari but I haven't made up my mind yet about what it'll end as. Oh I know! R/R and put what kinda coupling you want in the review!!!
Why I don't Believe in Fairy
Tales
Hikari Yagami smiled. And she has good reasons to smile. For one thing, her brother, Taichi Yagami, finally made it to the International Soccer League with Sora, and another thing, the boy of her dreams, Takeru Takashi (a/n- or is it Takaishi???), was hers at last.
Suddenly the phone rang. Hikari picked it up, expecting it to be her beloved Takeru. "Takeru?" she cooed sweetly.
There was a stillness, as if the person on the other line was stunned to silence.
Hikari blushed, "Gomen ne, you're not Takeru, ne? I thought you were him. May I ask who this is?"
"Hikari Yagami," the other person said softly so that Hikari had to strain to listen, "this is my goodbye to you. You have shattered my heart to a million pieces. Yet you are happy. I am glad that you are happy, but I feel the pain is too much to bear. Goodbye, my angel of light." The person hung up.
"Matte!" Hikari cried hoarsely. What did this person mean by 'too much to bear'? And how did this person know about her crest of Light? Just then Hikari realized something. The voice sounded vaguely like Daisuke's…
"Oh nooo!" she howled, slamming the phone down and sprinting out the door of her house. Her eyes darted around nervously, and it ended up on the Tokyo Tower, where a swarm of television crews were.
She caught bits and pieces of the conversation: "A kid's up there?" "That's what I heard, tsk-tsk. Poor guy, and just twelve years old too." "Shame, youngsters do seem to disappear these days."
Hikari froze. {Oh no, oh no} she thought and pushed her way to the front ("Hey!").
Sure enough, there was Daisuke, with a sad and distant in his eyes, he was posed on the top of the Tokyo Tower. His purple hair rippled in the wind, and as he looked down, he made eye contact with Hikari and stiffened. [Aw man why did she hafta come? It's all my fault…calling her up on my cell phone and terrorizing her…]
Hikari screamed, "No, Daisuke! Come down! Don't do it!!!"
Daisuke gazed at her sorrowfully. [What an idiot I had been. To never realize how much Takeru loves her, and most of all, how much Hikari loves Takeru. Well, I guess this is it…farewell, everyone.] He bit his lip, held his breath, closed his eyes, and took a flying leap off the tower.
Hikari shrieked.
~* The Tokyo Hospital *~
"Doctor, is he gonna be okay???" Hikari pleaded with Dr. Jatigama.
The doctor bit his lip, "It'll be hard to tell, miss. He was hurt pretty bad when he hit the cement floor. It was a miracle his skull isn't shattered. Just some major cuts, bruises, and five broken rib bones. Plus a broken leg."
Hikari stifled a sob as she remembered the sickening splat as Daisuke's body met the ground. And the sorrowful look in his eyes as he made the final plunge to his…she couldn't say the word. It wasn't death, probably near-death.
"Hikari," a gentle voice called. It was a voice that sent a pleasant feeling up Hikari's spine just a few days ago; now it brought an intense feeling of guilt.
"Yes?" Hikari turned to face Takeru.
Takeru sucked in his breath, "I'm really sorry about Daisuke."
Hikari nodded slowly, "I…know."
Takeru reached out with his hands, "C'mere,"
Hikari melted into those arms, her cheek pressed against the warmth and softness of his plaid shirt. She felt salty and hot tears spilling down her face as she murmured, "Oh, Takeru…it was all my fault…"
"No, it's not your fault, it's mine." Takeru mumbled, stroking Hikari's soft brown hair.
Before Hikari could reply, Yamato, Miyako, Ken, and Iori
burst in.
Ken said breathlessly, "How's Daisuke?"
"Is he okay?" Miyako demanded.
"Where are Koushirou and Jyou?" Yamato asked. He already knew Sora and Taichi were at the soccer world cup.
"They're coming," Takeru informed them, and turned back to the girl in his embrace. "Hikari, the rest are here."
"Daisuke's not here," Hikari said softly to herself.
~* Heaven *~
"So," the Gatekeeper peered over his half-moon glasses at the purple-haired boy standing firmly in front of him. "So," he repeated, "you're Daisuke Motomiya."
Daisuke nodded, "Yup."
"A bit young, aren't you?"
"Guess so,"
"Hmm…suicide? Why so young?"
Daisuke scuffled his sneaker-clad feet in the cloud, "Well…you know…girls…"
"Ah," the Gatekeeper nodded thoughtfully, "Met quite a few of those in the past."
Daisuke nodded grimly.
The Gatekeeper tapped his finger on his "desk" a few times, and finally said, "Access denied."
"Wha-what?" Daisuke's eyes widened. "Y-you can't do that! I killed myself!!! I died!"
"Heck, young one, look down the Pond of Tranquility…" the Gatekeeper pointed to a glistening pool of water in which Daisuke peered down.
There he saw a sobbing Hikari in her room, her tear-streaked face hidden in her pillow. Then the picture flashed to Taichi, with his head between his hands, and Sora besides him, talking rapidly on the phone, with phrases like "Are you sure he's dead? Completely, absolutely sure???" as Taichi lifted his head, pools of tears welling behind his brown eyes, and fingered a shining golden trophy…the Soccer World Cup. Suddenly the picture whipped to one of Miyako and Ken, Miyako was shaking with sobs and Ken brushed away a tear. Before Daisuke could react the pictures faded to reveal one of Iori, who was pacing the floor of his study uneasily. Then there was an image of Takeru clenching his fists, pounding his pillow. Daisuke could see Yamato coming in and comforting him. Then there was a worried version of Mimi, shouting frantically into the phone. After that there was Koushirou typing rapidly in his laptop and Jyou beside him, both were holding back unshed tears. Suddenly the picture changed to one of a country scene; there was Wallace (a/n- I think that's his Japanese name), sitting on a fence post and gazing out to the sun with tears glistening on his cheeks. Daisuke bit his lip as Michael (a/n- I guess that's his Japanese name too) came onto view, he wasn't close to Daisuke, actually, they probably didn't even Talk to eachother, but Daisuke could feel Michael's worry. Afterwards the images grew fainter and died. The pool resumed a crystal clear pond of water with koi fishes swimming in it.
Daisuke straightened, "Okay, so I've seen their reactions, so what?"
"Have you no heart, young one?" the Gatekeeper tsk-tsked, "your friends are all bitterly weeping for you."
Daisuke bit his lower lip, it did wrench his heart to see Hikari crying…as for Takeru, he didn't know whether to feel sympathy or rancor towards him.
"Think about it, my friend." The Gatekeeper sighed and thumbed thru his book of Piety.
And so Daisuke did think about it. He thought long and hard about it, about whether to return to Earth or stay in Heaven.
A/n- this was the prologue so it isn't really that long but I'm stumped. Should Daisuke stay in Heaven or go back to Earth? I'll let you make the decision! So…r/r and meanwhile add what kind of coupling you want, Takari or Daikari? Remember, no other couplings (well maybe something with Mimi, like Mimato, Mimoe, or Koushimi) because Kenyako and Taiora are already set in stone in here.
And, if you guys think Daisuke is actually smart in here and can actually think "long and hard" about something, well, you're right!!! True, Daisuke isn't really "smart" but he's in middle school, so he would at least have some mental ability to think, ne?
Well, later dayz
CyberSerpent
PS. One of my friends, Animae*s Flame, think I should change the Japanese names to English names…should I? Cuz if it's too confusing then I'll change it.