Though the day had started sunny and bright, by the time school had let out dark clouds hung overhead threatning to spill rain any moment. The sun's rays peeked out between the cracks the wall of clouds had created, though it was only a matter of time till the light would be covered up as well.
"And I forgot my umbrella too." Miyako pouted as she stared up towards the heavens. Daisuke next to her shook his head, and waved good-bye to some of their classmates. Takeru stood behind them watching the heavy gray sky, then looking at his two friends smiled as Miyako was asking Daisuke if he remembered to bring an umbrella.
"I don't want to get wet Dai-kun. Please tell me you got one in there, pretty please?"
Opening his bag he rummaged through it, pulling out comics, trading cards, and a bottle of Gatorade, he kept digging until he found what he had been looking for. In a plastic bag was a raincoat neatly folded, of a royal blue color. Presenting it to Miyako he snickered at her shocked expression.
"Well, if it begins to rain you can use my raincoat. Sound fair?"
Takeru watching the two with mild interest, shook his head. 'Why am I not surprised Daisuke?'
Turning to Takeru, Daisuke grinned to the blonde boy. Apparently in high spirits Takeru thought, then watched as Hikari walked by them her arm latched onto her boyfriend. A black haired boy who was dressed in a blue with yellow highlights jacket, and baggy pants. Sighing Takeru watched them go by as she didn't even notice them, it seemed to happen a lot now which upset him.
Miyako watched the same and looked to both her male companions, seeing their reaction. Both had once had a crush on her, Daisuke's more obvious than Takeru's, and she wondered how the two felt when she had picked neither of them. Daisuke seemed unaffected while Takeru seemed depressed. Why Daisuke was unaffected because of Hikari's desicision, she never found out. And looking at Takeru she could tell he still held something for the keeper of light.
"I'm hungry." Daisuke mumbled to himself, than began walking away from the two.
"Dai-kun? Where are you going?" Miyako asked starting after him, and looked back to see if Takeru would follow or not. He stood there un-moving still watching Hikari walk away, and Miyako stopped not sure on whether to stay and talk or not.
"I'm going to go eat, you coming or not Miyako?" Daisuke called to her from the gates.
'I want to go. But Takeru... I'm sorry Daisuke.'
Turning toward Daisuke she shook her head. "I'll call you tonight, ok?"
Shrugging his shoulders Daisuke waved goodbye and trudged along in search of someplace to grab an effective snack for his appetite. Turning toward Takeru she noticed he hadn't paid attention at all of what just happened, Miyako gently shook his shoulder and then he did turn to look at her.
"Want to talk?" she offered with a small smile.
* * * * * *
Daisuke walked with his hands in his pockets, trying to act as if he wasn't disappointed, but he was.
"Irony, how my life revolves around you." he spoke to the deserted street. First he had become infatuated with Hikari Yagami, then she became hooked up with the guy he'd just seen. Daisuke rolled his eyes, then there was that short period where his locker had become a post-box for love letters... that had lasted for two months. But in those two months he felt something inside him grow toward the Inoue girl... and it had become confirmed he had feelings for her that fateful day.
* * * * * *
Flashback!!!
* * * * * *
Miyako Inoue walked meekly away from school, as she looked back and forth and left to right. Sighing she felt relief wash over her, and from a safe distance Daisuke stared at her wondering what was the matter. A group of two boys and three girls walked behind her catching up to her, and he saw one of the girls push Miyako to the pavement.
Standing up abruptly Daisuke felt a sudden surge of anger flow through his veins, staring hard he decided to see what else they would do.
"Inoue. My, my, my, what are you doing on the floor like that?"
Miyako Inoue stared up her brown eyes hard in concentrated fury, but looking to the large two boys that stood behind the girl decided not to test her lackeys. "I tripped, that's all."
Daisuke twitched, one false move- one false move was all he needed to spring into action. His palms itched, and he just needed something to help him scratch it.
"You tripped? My how clumsy of you,and here I thought you were smart."
Daisuke noticed the open can of soda in the leading girls' hand, his eyes opened wide as he realized what she possibly had planned and they went even wider as he watched her start to do as he feared.
"But I guess smart people can be clumsy too, don't you think?"
Miyako stared up and saw the soda can too late, as the soda spilled all over her head and splashed onto her clothes. Her teeth gritting she stood up and reeled her hand back, until the one of the boys caught it. Staring up she saw him move his hand and felt the stinging heat as he slapped her cheek. Falling on her knees she heard the five of them all share a laugh.
"Try that on me, chicken-wuss."
Turning to the voice Miyako and the small gang stared eye to eye with Daisuke Motomiya, fists clenched and eyes burning with rage. He wore a grin that scared Miyako a bit, and then in one quick motion Daisuke had delivered a right cross to the boy who slapped her.
The other boy barely turned to Daisuke as he saw a fury of punches coming towards him, first was his head, then the chest, as he tried in vain to block one of the punches Daisuke didn't let up and continued his barrage of fists. Then the boy blindly threw a punch which connected hitting Daisuke's jaw, and only momentarily stunned Daisuke's anger flared even fiercer.
The three girls flinched as they witnessed the two boys become knocked out in a very painful manner, and Daisuke breathed heavily looking at them. "You want some too?"
Running away, Daisuke stared after them. Then offering a hand to Miyako pulled her to her feet.
* * * * * *
End Flashback
* * * * * *
"Maybe not a knight in shining armor, but damn did it feel good." Stretching his arms a bit he stared upwards to see the sky glooming overhead.
"Even if you're not happy, I am." The sound of his footsteps tapping the pavement seemed to echo the street, and he looked around wondering why it seemed the world just stopped. He wouldn't understand how close to grasping that concept he really was, fact is he didn't even hear his name being called.
* * * * * *
Fidgeting every now and again Takeru stared at his hands clasped in front of him for awhile now, as Miyako just waited patiently for him to start talking. It seemed another minute had gone by as her patience then started to become thin, and right before she could say anything his mouth opened to confess his behavior.
"Y'know, I had a feeling she was going to choose someone else. It wasn't that hard to see, she played with the two of us because she thought we weren't serious. She thought we were playing a game, but I wasn't. I can't speak for Daisuke, but I don't think he was playing either... but I don't know if he was serious at all."
Miyako fell silent, she didn't know the answear to that either. She watched as Takeru stared at some speck of dirt that appeared onto his shoes, then began a small tapping with his foot as though he were lost in thought. Then as she inspected him closely Miyako realized that tears had began to form in his soft blue eyes. Placing a comforting hand onto his shoulder Takeru looked questioningly to the purpled hair girl.
"T.K. it's all right, I mean this may allow you to find someone better. Someone who will love you just for you, and not play around with your heart. Wouldn't that be better?"
Takeru smiled sadly, true his heart somewhat still yearned for Hikari's hand in his, he felt something in his blood that spoke to him saying she wasn't the one. It would take some time to heal, but hopefully not too long. Nodding his head to Miyako showing he understood her words, Takeru smiled again this one of joy.
"Thanks Miyako, I knew that already. I just wanted someone to say it for me." Standing up he stretched a little before turning to Miyako. "You know you can still catch him."
Staring at him questionably Miyako spoke in body language 'Who?'.
"Daisuke. He's probably not that far off right now, if you hurry you can still catch him."
"WHAT?! Why would I want to talk to that egotistacal, bull-headed, ignoramus, ape."
"Because you like him." Takeru's words stunned her to silence. He looked at her with pure confidence in his words, his face holding a smile that no matter how much Miyako glared wouldn't come off. "Don't tell me you don't. You've practically done everything to hint towards it besides kiss him."
Blushing at the sudden image of those words, Miyako suddenly lost all her anger. "Is it that obvious?"
"That you like him. Unfortunatly, yes." Takeru smiled as Miyako sighed in exasperation, her head hung low in self-loathing for making it so obvious to everyone about her feelings for Daisuke. "If it helps any, the feeling is mutual."
Miyako stood shocked beyond anything, did she hear right? "What?"
Takeru repeated himself, his smile still present. "Daisuke likes you too. But don't tell him I said anything or he'd skin me alive."
Miyako felt her heart leap, her mood brightening matching the flash of a lightning bolt. She suppresed her urge to squeal with glee as if a child who just been told they could have anything they wanted in a candy store. Instead she laughed aloud her voice filled with pure elation. The messenger had just delivered good news, and a reward was in order.
"Thank you T.K." Before he could tell what happened she threw her arms around him and gave a light kiss to his cheek. "You're right I still have time to catch up to him." And after releasing him she spun around and ran down the path Daisuke had just gone down earlier.
Touching his cheek T.K. blushed lightly at the brief contact that had just transpired, and looking up to the heavens smiled shyly. "Daisuke, do me a favor and don't break her heart. Ok?" Then spinning around he walked toward his own home. "She needs you."
* * * * * *
Rushing through the streets Miyako felt her heart pounding, now was the time. Her courage had just reached over the peek of the mountain of uncertanty from the recent news. It was now or possibly never, and she preferred her first choice. Her lungs struggled for air, her legs burned from exhastion, her chest felt as if it would collapse, and still she ran to find the person her heart longed for.
Stopping shortly to try to catch a breath she looked around and smiled as she caught sight of Daisuke's trademark spikey hair, and calling for his attention she jogged toward him.
Time seemed to slow, Miyako's face changing from joy to horror. A truck sped by knocking Daisuke over the truck and flipping onto the pavement. Miyako's mind went numb as she witnessed her crush land in an unnatural position. Her eyes teared up as she wished hard to awaken and find everything ok, she closed her eyes and shook her head vigorusly to shake the image away. When she re-opened her eyes Daisuke was still there, she was still on the same street.
At that point it became unberable and she did the only thing she could think of, she screamed. And her cries echoed the streets of Odaiba which brought a pain to the hearts of all who heard her.
"And I forgot my umbrella too." Miyako pouted as she stared up towards the heavens. Daisuke next to her shook his head, and waved good-bye to some of their classmates. Takeru stood behind them watching the heavy gray sky, then looking at his two friends smiled as Miyako was asking Daisuke if he remembered to bring an umbrella.
"I don't want to get wet Dai-kun. Please tell me you got one in there, pretty please?"
Opening his bag he rummaged through it, pulling out comics, trading cards, and a bottle of Gatorade, he kept digging until he found what he had been looking for. In a plastic bag was a raincoat neatly folded, of a royal blue color. Presenting it to Miyako he snickered at her shocked expression.
"Well, if it begins to rain you can use my raincoat. Sound fair?"
Takeru watching the two with mild interest, shook his head. 'Why am I not surprised Daisuke?'
Turning to Takeru, Daisuke grinned to the blonde boy. Apparently in high spirits Takeru thought, then watched as Hikari walked by them her arm latched onto her boyfriend. A black haired boy who was dressed in a blue with yellow highlights jacket, and baggy pants. Sighing Takeru watched them go by as she didn't even notice them, it seemed to happen a lot now which upset him.
Miyako watched the same and looked to both her male companions, seeing their reaction. Both had once had a crush on her, Daisuke's more obvious than Takeru's, and she wondered how the two felt when she had picked neither of them. Daisuke seemed unaffected while Takeru seemed depressed. Why Daisuke was unaffected because of Hikari's desicision, she never found out. And looking at Takeru she could tell he still held something for the keeper of light.
"I'm hungry." Daisuke mumbled to himself, than began walking away from the two.
"Dai-kun? Where are you going?" Miyako asked starting after him, and looked back to see if Takeru would follow or not. He stood there un-moving still watching Hikari walk away, and Miyako stopped not sure on whether to stay and talk or not.
"I'm going to go eat, you coming or not Miyako?" Daisuke called to her from the gates.
'I want to go. But Takeru... I'm sorry Daisuke.'
Turning toward Daisuke she shook her head. "I'll call you tonight, ok?"
Shrugging his shoulders Daisuke waved goodbye and trudged along in search of someplace to grab an effective snack for his appetite. Turning toward Takeru she noticed he hadn't paid attention at all of what just happened, Miyako gently shook his shoulder and then he did turn to look at her.
"Want to talk?" she offered with a small smile.
* * * * * *
Daisuke walked with his hands in his pockets, trying to act as if he wasn't disappointed, but he was.
"Irony, how my life revolves around you." he spoke to the deserted street. First he had become infatuated with Hikari Yagami, then she became hooked up with the guy he'd just seen. Daisuke rolled his eyes, then there was that short period where his locker had become a post-box for love letters... that had lasted for two months. But in those two months he felt something inside him grow toward the Inoue girl... and it had become confirmed he had feelings for her that fateful day.
* * * * * *
Flashback!!!
* * * * * *
Miyako Inoue walked meekly away from school, as she looked back and forth and left to right. Sighing she felt relief wash over her, and from a safe distance Daisuke stared at her wondering what was the matter. A group of two boys and three girls walked behind her catching up to her, and he saw one of the girls push Miyako to the pavement.
Standing up abruptly Daisuke felt a sudden surge of anger flow through his veins, staring hard he decided to see what else they would do.
"Inoue. My, my, my, what are you doing on the floor like that?"
Miyako Inoue stared up her brown eyes hard in concentrated fury, but looking to the large two boys that stood behind the girl decided not to test her lackeys. "I tripped, that's all."
Daisuke twitched, one false move- one false move was all he needed to spring into action. His palms itched, and he just needed something to help him scratch it.
"You tripped? My how clumsy of you,and here I thought you were smart."
Daisuke noticed the open can of soda in the leading girls' hand, his eyes opened wide as he realized what she possibly had planned and they went even wider as he watched her start to do as he feared.
"But I guess smart people can be clumsy too, don't you think?"
Miyako stared up and saw the soda can too late, as the soda spilled all over her head and splashed onto her clothes. Her teeth gritting she stood up and reeled her hand back, until the one of the boys caught it. Staring up she saw him move his hand and felt the stinging heat as he slapped her cheek. Falling on her knees she heard the five of them all share a laugh.
"Try that on me, chicken-wuss."
Turning to the voice Miyako and the small gang stared eye to eye with Daisuke Motomiya, fists clenched and eyes burning with rage. He wore a grin that scared Miyako a bit, and then in one quick motion Daisuke had delivered a right cross to the boy who slapped her.
The other boy barely turned to Daisuke as he saw a fury of punches coming towards him, first was his head, then the chest, as he tried in vain to block one of the punches Daisuke didn't let up and continued his barrage of fists. Then the boy blindly threw a punch which connected hitting Daisuke's jaw, and only momentarily stunned Daisuke's anger flared even fiercer.
The three girls flinched as they witnessed the two boys become knocked out in a very painful manner, and Daisuke breathed heavily looking at them. "You want some too?"
Running away, Daisuke stared after them. Then offering a hand to Miyako pulled her to her feet.
* * * * * *
End Flashback
* * * * * *
"Maybe not a knight in shining armor, but damn did it feel good." Stretching his arms a bit he stared upwards to see the sky glooming overhead.
"Even if you're not happy, I am." The sound of his footsteps tapping the pavement seemed to echo the street, and he looked around wondering why it seemed the world just stopped. He wouldn't understand how close to grasping that concept he really was, fact is he didn't even hear his name being called.
* * * * * *
Fidgeting every now and again Takeru stared at his hands clasped in front of him for awhile now, as Miyako just waited patiently for him to start talking. It seemed another minute had gone by as her patience then started to become thin, and right before she could say anything his mouth opened to confess his behavior.
"Y'know, I had a feeling she was going to choose someone else. It wasn't that hard to see, she played with the two of us because she thought we weren't serious. She thought we were playing a game, but I wasn't. I can't speak for Daisuke, but I don't think he was playing either... but I don't know if he was serious at all."
Miyako fell silent, she didn't know the answear to that either. She watched as Takeru stared at some speck of dirt that appeared onto his shoes, then began a small tapping with his foot as though he were lost in thought. Then as she inspected him closely Miyako realized that tears had began to form in his soft blue eyes. Placing a comforting hand onto his shoulder Takeru looked questioningly to the purpled hair girl.
"T.K. it's all right, I mean this may allow you to find someone better. Someone who will love you just for you, and not play around with your heart. Wouldn't that be better?"
Takeru smiled sadly, true his heart somewhat still yearned for Hikari's hand in his, he felt something in his blood that spoke to him saying she wasn't the one. It would take some time to heal, but hopefully not too long. Nodding his head to Miyako showing he understood her words, Takeru smiled again this one of joy.
"Thanks Miyako, I knew that already. I just wanted someone to say it for me." Standing up he stretched a little before turning to Miyako. "You know you can still catch him."
Staring at him questionably Miyako spoke in body language 'Who?'.
"Daisuke. He's probably not that far off right now, if you hurry you can still catch him."
"WHAT?! Why would I want to talk to that egotistacal, bull-headed, ignoramus, ape."
"Because you like him." Takeru's words stunned her to silence. He looked at her with pure confidence in his words, his face holding a smile that no matter how much Miyako glared wouldn't come off. "Don't tell me you don't. You've practically done everything to hint towards it besides kiss him."
Blushing at the sudden image of those words, Miyako suddenly lost all her anger. "Is it that obvious?"
"That you like him. Unfortunatly, yes." Takeru smiled as Miyako sighed in exasperation, her head hung low in self-loathing for making it so obvious to everyone about her feelings for Daisuke. "If it helps any, the feeling is mutual."
Miyako stood shocked beyond anything, did she hear right? "What?"
Takeru repeated himself, his smile still present. "Daisuke likes you too. But don't tell him I said anything or he'd skin me alive."
Miyako felt her heart leap, her mood brightening matching the flash of a lightning bolt. She suppresed her urge to squeal with glee as if a child who just been told they could have anything they wanted in a candy store. Instead she laughed aloud her voice filled with pure elation. The messenger had just delivered good news, and a reward was in order.
"Thank you T.K." Before he could tell what happened she threw her arms around him and gave a light kiss to his cheek. "You're right I still have time to catch up to him." And after releasing him she spun around and ran down the path Daisuke had just gone down earlier.
Touching his cheek T.K. blushed lightly at the brief contact that had just transpired, and looking up to the heavens smiled shyly. "Daisuke, do me a favor and don't break her heart. Ok?" Then spinning around he walked toward his own home. "She needs you."
* * * * * *
Rushing through the streets Miyako felt her heart pounding, now was the time. Her courage had just reached over the peek of the mountain of uncertanty from the recent news. It was now or possibly never, and she preferred her first choice. Her lungs struggled for air, her legs burned from exhastion, her chest felt as if it would collapse, and still she ran to find the person her heart longed for.
Stopping shortly to try to catch a breath she looked around and smiled as she caught sight of Daisuke's trademark spikey hair, and calling for his attention she jogged toward him.
Time seemed to slow, Miyako's face changing from joy to horror. A truck sped by knocking Daisuke over the truck and flipping onto the pavement. Miyako's mind went numb as she witnessed her crush land in an unnatural position. Her eyes teared up as she wished hard to awaken and find everything ok, she closed her eyes and shook her head vigorusly to shake the image away. When she re-opened her eyes Daisuke was still there, she was still on the same street.
At that point it became unberable and she did the only thing she could think of, she screamed. And her cries echoed the streets of Odaiba which brought a pain to the hearts of all who heard her.