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CROSSROAD.

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By Ben Myatt.

Davis walked down the main street of Odaiba, holding the wilting bunch of flowers in his hand, and headed for the park. The flowers were wilting, like his day. he didn't quite know where he was going, but he knew where he wasn't going, anywhere near Kari.

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Today Is gonna be the day

That they're gonna throw it back to you.

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Everyone had told him that this day was coming; yet he had refused to be deterred. He had believed that Kari shared the same feelings, that she cared as much about him as he did about her. obviously he had been wrong. As he had walked round the corner, he had heard the voices.

"TK…"

"Yeah… Kari?"

"Will you go out with me?"

He hadn't stayed to hear the answer. He had turned on his heel, the bunch of flowers still in his hand, and had walked away.

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By now,

You should've somehow

Realised what you gotta do.

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He wouldn't ever tell her, of course. Not whilst she was with TK. He'd keep away from them, never getting close, always on the outside. He turned off from the main street, dropping the flowers as he went, on the crossroads in that part of the town.

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I don't believe that anybody

Feels the way I do about you now.

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He felt cold, like something had died within him, like he had been left in a refrigerator, in the dark of the night, all alone. His head span, like he was being pushed around and around.

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Backbeat,

The word is on the street

That the fire in your heart is out.

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How could he have been so stupid. Of course she hadn't wanted him. TK was a paragon, the perfect guy, the defender of right, and he was just…

Davis. And that hadn't been enough.

Had he always been so wrong? All these years?

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I'm sure,

You've heard it all before

But you never really had a doubt.

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He sank into his own misery, lost in the turbulence of his own heart. He just couldn't…

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I don't believe that anybody

Feels the way I do,

About you now.

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And so, he walked, not knowing where to go.

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And all the roads we have to walk are winding.

And all the lights that lead us there are blinding…

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In another part of the same town, Kari Kamiya was also walking without a purpose. She to had been lost out, and she to was no longer sure what her life entailed for her. She too believed that she had lost the only love of her life. She finally reached a set of crossroads, and looked down at a splash of colour in the middle of the road.           

A small bunch of flowers, the last bloom of spring.

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There are many things that I would like to say to you,

But I don't know how.

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Stooping down, she picked up the fading plants, and looked at the card, hoping to see some sign that love did still exist. All that was inside was a simple message.

"To you I belong. Always."

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Because maybe

You're gonna be the one that saves me.

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She just shrugged, and continued walking, along one of the roads that intersected in the main part of town.

She just wished that someone had written a message like that for her. Someone who would love her, and always be there for her. And someone for whom she could do the same.

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And after all,

You're my Wonderwall.

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The roads finally intersected, and two solitary figures seemed drawn to each other through the crowd. United in the burdens they carried, they naturally drifted together. Sadness is like a magnet, and always finds more of it's own kind.

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Today Is gonna be the day

But they'll never throw it back to you.

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they look up at the same instance, and meet each others eyes. Davis's hands are buried deep in his pockets, and for a moment he looks confused.

"Kari? What're you doing here…" he looked flustered. "I mean… hi."

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By now,

You should've somehow

Realised what your not to do.

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"I'm probably doing the same thing as you, Davis. Getting away from something."

Davis stared at her, a slight frown crossing his features.

"Yeah, but it appears that what I was running away from caught up with me."

Kari frowned herself.

"Me? Why would you be running from me?"

"How is TK, Kari? I was coming to see you, and I heard you ask him…"

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I don't believe that anybody

Feels the way I do,

About you now.

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Kari suddenly became very interested in her own shoelaces.

"You… heard that?"

Davis smiled grimly.

"Yeah. I can't say I even blame you. After all, TK is everything that I'm not."

He shrugged.

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And all the roads that lead you there are winding.

And all the lights that light the way are blinding…

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"I'm just… me, Kari. That's all I can ever be. what you see is what you get, and how could I ever live up to someone like TK with this? I had so much I wanted to tell you, but now, there's no point."

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There are many things that I would like to say to you,

But I don't know how.

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"Davis, I…"

"No, Kari. I understand. I know I'm not good enough for you. I'm nothing next to him, so lets just… go our separate ways, okay."

She looked into his chocolate-brown eyes, and saw the hidden desire for salvation contained within them, pleading to her.

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Because maybe

You're gonna be the one that saves me.

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"Davis…"

"Kari, I cant go on like this. It hurts, and I don't like hurting. The more distance between us…"

"Davis, SHUT UP!!!"

He looked at her in surprise. And as if for the first time, she saw the light that shone within him, almost blinding her with its intensity of emotions.

"Davis, Me and TK, we aren't together."

She sighed.

"And I've come to realise, that I don't want a hero, a perfect man beside me."

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And after all,

You're my Wonderwall.

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"I want a friend, and someone who I can…"

She didn't finish, before the words were choked off by her own emotions.

Davis took two steps, and hugged her close.

Above them, thunder rolled through the overcast sky.

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And all the roads that lead you there are winding.

And all the lights that light the way are blinding…

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As the first, fat, heavy raindrops started to fall, the two figures held each other close in the growing downpour.

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There are many things that I would like to say to you,

But I don't know how.

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As Kari looked up into Davis's face, she saw a gentle smile, and he stepped away from her, taking off his flame-crested jacket. He draped it around her shoulders.

"Thankyou, Kari. You saved me today."

"No more than you did me, Davis."

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Because maybe

You're gonna be the one that saves me.

And after all,

You're my Wonderwall.

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He laughed, and she smiled up at him, as he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close. His face became serious for a moment.

"Kari, I'll always be me. I cant change who I am, even if you wanted me to be someone else. You need to know that."

"Davis, I wouldn't change you for anyone else in the world."

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Because maybe

You're gonna be the one that saves me.

And after all,

You're my Wonderwall.

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He smiled again.

"I don't know about you, but I could murder a Pizza."

"Your on, Mr Motomiya."

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Because maybe

You're gonna be the one that saves me.

You're gonna be the one that saves me.

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"So let's go. Unless you have anything better to do."

"Nothing in the world, Davis. Nothing in the world.

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You're gonna be the one that saves me.

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THE END.

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(A/N)

mmmm, songficcy. What can I say, it was the first song I could think of when I set the challenge, and I only got round to writing it now.

So MEH! I say to you, MEH!

"We have two ears, and only one mouth, so the wise person listens twice as much as they talk."

-BEN Myatt. 17/09/2002