Diguised love - Chapter 1: Tears in the rain; by Daisuke
A young boy of 14 stood, attempting to open his jammed locker, his flaming red hair covering his frustrated eyes.
"Come on, open!! These new lockers the school installed are useless!" he shouted. Finally the lock opened and he quickly rummaged through his papers hoping to get to class on time.
"Niwa-kun! How are you today?" asked a famliar, sweet voice. The boy, speechless, tried not to blush as he looked up, standing face to face with his secret loved one, Risa Harada. Risa, or 'Harada-san' was perhaps the prettiest, most lovely girl ever, according to the boy's thoughts. She was also the richest student in the school, with only one other in rivaly of wealth, Satoshi Hiwatari. Her sparkling [A/N: sp?] strawberry hair twirled over her shoulders and onto her fur coat as she leaned forward to inspect the locker infront of her.
"Niwa-kun, shouldn't you hurry? Class starts in ten minutes. I'm going to go now because I want to ask sensei about a math problem." And with that, Risa left.
"Hey! Risa-chan! Wait for me!" called Fuuko, a classmate. "Oh, were you talking to Daisuke-kun just now?" Risa nodded.
"Niwa-kun never really says much though. And I hate the way he always seems to have this odd look on his face whenever I see him, but his pictures are so nice. I wonder if it's because he hates me. All I really want is to be friends with everyone."
"Oh, Risa, of course not! He doesn't hate you! Don't you notice anything? How could you be so dense?" Fuuko teased.
"Dense?"
"Of course. All you have to do is sort of play his game. Be harsh to him. Just not too harsh. Then he'll see that his not talking to you is mean and he'll stop it!
"What?"
"Oh wait, I think I forgot something in my locker, I'll see you in class later!" Fuuko ran off in the other direction towards her locker, leaving Risa slightly puzzled.
'Oh well.. must have just been something she ate.'
~~ +In class
Daisuke sat down at his desk and opened his textbooks and notebooks. The teacher had already begun teaching, but he wasn't paying attention that day. He started to draw in his notebooks of a girl with long red hair inside a heart. Under the picture, he wrote:
Risa Harada: Age: 14 Hair: Red Smile: Beautiful Eyes: Elegant Hobbies: Shopping
Beside the picture of Risa, he drew a boy also with red hair. Under that picture, he scribbled down:
Daisuke Niwa: Age: 14 Hair: Red Love: Risa
He smiled, ripped the paper from his notebook and kept it inside his binder and finally started to copy down the notes on the board.
~~ + Risa's PE class
Risa stood by her p.e. teacher.
"I'm so sorry, sensei! I forgot my running shoes in my locker! Could I please go to get them?"
"Yes, Miss Harada. You may go."
Risa ran to her locker, hoping to make it as fast as possible. As she neared her locker, she heard voices and decided to slow down in case it was a teacher. When she heard that it wasn't a teacher, she sighed of relief. The voices she heard were still talking, but muffled.
"Harada ... so cocky! ... can't believe it ... bitch ..."
Risa stepped back in shock. The words remained in her head. She couldn't hear the words inbetween, only the emphasized words. Curiosity got the best of her as she peeked into the classroom to see who was talking.
She couldn't believe it. Those words - those horrid words - came from Niwa- kun. He really did hate her to talk behind her back!
--- Five minutes before ---
"Daisuke-chan! Buddy, you! Did you finish your math homework yet?" a cheesy Takeshi Saehara winked at Daisuke. Daisuke simply rolled his eyes and asked, "Don't you ever do your own homework?" Suddenly, Oushika, a drop- back student stumbled into the room. Oushika considered being a drop-back a good thing because he could get young girls to admire him and considered the girls of his age 'too mature' for him. [A/N: Yea right, just an excuse for not doing homework.. XD;] He actually did have good looks, with jet black hair and light-blue eyes and was admired for his face and his money. [A/N: I had to make him seem like a rich pretty-boy for a later purpose ^^;]
"Has anyone seen that purdy, rich Harada girl around? I think that she likes meh! He he! I see the way that 'lil purdy girl looks at meh! Pure lov'n there in 'er eyes I can tell y'all that! I'ma goin' to take her out 'n clean my house! Ha ha!" [A/N: Don't laugh oO; I know it's weird and everything ^^; *falls over*] Daisuke, his face completely red with anger, couldn't help but to clench his fist until his knucles were white and did something he-or any of his classmates- thought he'd ever do - KO someone. Oushika, being taller and bigger, went down surprisingly with only one hit. There weren't many people in the classroom, forturnately. It was only Daisuke, Takeshi and one or two others, but they all gasped.
"Daisuke! Way ta go!!" cheered Takeshi. Daisuke, dazed, only replied.
"Well, would you believe it? Even thinking about Harada-san that way is shameful. Oushika is so cocky! I can't believe it!" Daisuke glanced at Oushika, who was on the floor, but regained conscience and was trying to stand up without being wobly. Daisuke frowned.
"Bitch." He turned away, frown disappeared, and headed towards the door.
--- Present time ---
Daisuke headed towards the door, but before his hand reached the knob, the door crept open slightly. Instead of his hand, it was Risa's hand on the other side of the door. Her usually lush face was white, her eyes full of horror.
"Harada-san?" Daisuke asked, half-puzzled. "I thought you were in P.E." Risa stepped back from the door, and from Daisuke.
"So, when I'm not around, this is what happens? But.. why?"
"I'm.. I'm sorry. I didn't know that-" Before Daisuke could finish, Risa ran off.
"Harada-san? Harada-san?? What did I do wrong? I'm sorry!" He shouted after her, but she didn't hear. Daisuke fell to his knees, wondering what went wrong. Then, it came to him. It didn't make much sense, but anything was possible.
'I'm sorry. I didn't know that.. you like Oushika...!' [A/N: aw, doesn't this make Daisuke seem all dense and stuff? ^^ It's so kawaii! :D]
"... Daisuke...? Is everything.. okay?" Takeshi stepped out of the classroom, and for once, had a serious, worried look on his face. "Are you okay? What happened?" By this time, Daisuke feel from his knees to his entire legs, his hands in his face. After a full five minutes, Daisuke replied.
"I screwed up again, Takeshi." He took his hands away from his face, revealing - a bright smile. "But that's okay. I don't know whether Harada- san goes after looks, money or personality. Hopefully personality, but hey. She is Class type A1, and I am A2. [A/N: Explanation of that soon.] There's not much difference. There isn't much I can do for looks though." He laughed and got back up to his feet. "Let's go back to class." Takeshi, his seriousness blown away, laughed too.
~~ + Daisuke's social's class
The teacher turned to the class and started the lesson. "Today, we will go over what we learned last time." She pulled down a chart from the board which read from A to Z.
"A1 is the maxium wealth measure you can achieve. The numbers go down to 25. For example, B24, B25, C1. Studies have shown that the average wealth around the world measures at only Q16! Our school, being a new private school, does not even have any G1 and below, so consider yourselfs lucky to be so wealthy. More studies have shown that the highest wealth on the streets measure at U1 and below. The population of our city has an average wealth measure of J4. The populaton of our country has an average wealth measure of L18. Those aren't such bad measures! Now, does anyone have any questions?"
"Sensei, does someone really chart down the wealth measure of all the people in our city?" asked Daisuke.
"Yes. A survey is sent to every address in the city." the teacher answered.
"What if.. they are illterates? Or don't have an address?" questioned Daisuke.
"Well then, those people just aren't counted. Anymore questions before we move on?" No one raised their hands.
"Okay, looks like you understand! Please get to work on these pages," the teacher said, pointing to the blackboard with page numbers on them, "and they'll be due at the end of class today."
~~ + After school
"Hey!! Daisuke! There's Risa-chan, go talk to her! While you have your chance!" whispered an excited Takeshi, nudging an unexpecting Daisuke a little hard, nearly knocking him onto the floor.
"Takeshi!! Keep it down!" Daisuke exclaimed, starting to walk away from him. When he reached Risa, he cleared his throat, though that didn't ease his nervousness, hoping that Risa wouldn't be offending by his coming up to her.
"Um.. eh.. Harada-san, would you like to err.. could I uhm.. walk home with you? It's er.. really dangerous for someone to be um.. walking alone this time of year and.." he trailed off, feeling the sweat on his face. Risa stared at him for what seemed like an eternity.
"Oh! But I already have plans with Arisa-chan to go shopping today! Right, Arisa-chan?" She simply said, her eyes cold. Arisa looked at her.
"We have plans, Risa? But I didn't know tha--Er.. so sorry, Niwa-san!" said Arisa after being nudged sharply by Risa, but Daisuke just shook his head.
"I um... just wanted to make sure that you'd beable to uh.. get home safely. So.. s-see you t-tomorrow..!"
He turned and ran off, deciding that he would go anywhere but where Risa or anyone was at the moment. Just to be alone. He reached a dark alley. He'd seen that little nudge by Risa. He'd noticed the slight shock in Arisa's voice. Risa hadn't forgiven him. She was mad at him. Now there was absolutely no chance. What was he going to do now? He sat down, not caring that he would get his uniform would get dirty. He was rich, he could buy millions of them and not affect his wealth measure. He didn't even notice the grime and litter on the floor, which was surprising for someone who was used to being in clean, tidy places. He lowered his head into his arms, which were on his knees. He felt his shirt grow wet and realized that he was crying. One tear. Then another.
Suddenly, just at that moment, the sky darkened and started to rain heavily, soaking his beautiful red-enriched hair. His clothes were drenched and sticking to his body. His face was wet. Not of the rain, but of his tears. And why not? He was sure that his chance with his loved one was gone. She would never be his.
[[ End of Chapter 1 ]]
*cough* It's not that great, I know ^^; Please don't mind any mistakes I made, I'm really tired and can't think straight! x_x; I usually only have time to do things like this at the end of the day when I finish my homework -_- If you're wondering about other charas like Dark or Riku, don't worry, they're coming later ^_^Really, this is just the start chapter. Nothing deep yet. Summarized: Daisuke Niwa likes Risa (duh XD), goes to a rich private school, has rich friends (been trying to emphasize the 'rich' thing but I don't think I didn't that well on it XDD;;) and is now in a dark alley crying in the rain because he thinks that Risa hates him. (how ironic, they think the other hates them XD didn't really think of that until just now o_o) And I hope you understand the wealth measure thing ^^; The next chapters will be better, it's really hard for me to make a good first chapter, and this isn't a good one XD; Sankyuu all for reading! =D *gives j00 pudding* 3 j00!
- Daisuke ( http://kt.cowsgomoo.ca / kaoplushie@hotmail.com )
A young boy of 14 stood, attempting to open his jammed locker, his flaming red hair covering his frustrated eyes.
"Come on, open!! These new lockers the school installed are useless!" he shouted. Finally the lock opened and he quickly rummaged through his papers hoping to get to class on time.
"Niwa-kun! How are you today?" asked a famliar, sweet voice. The boy, speechless, tried not to blush as he looked up, standing face to face with his secret loved one, Risa Harada. Risa, or 'Harada-san' was perhaps the prettiest, most lovely girl ever, according to the boy's thoughts. She was also the richest student in the school, with only one other in rivaly of wealth, Satoshi Hiwatari. Her sparkling [A/N: sp?] strawberry hair twirled over her shoulders and onto her fur coat as she leaned forward to inspect the locker infront of her.
"Niwa-kun, shouldn't you hurry? Class starts in ten minutes. I'm going to go now because I want to ask sensei about a math problem." And with that, Risa left.
"Hey! Risa-chan! Wait for me!" called Fuuko, a classmate. "Oh, were you talking to Daisuke-kun just now?" Risa nodded.
"Niwa-kun never really says much though. And I hate the way he always seems to have this odd look on his face whenever I see him, but his pictures are so nice. I wonder if it's because he hates me. All I really want is to be friends with everyone."
"Oh, Risa, of course not! He doesn't hate you! Don't you notice anything? How could you be so dense?" Fuuko teased.
"Dense?"
"Of course. All you have to do is sort of play his game. Be harsh to him. Just not too harsh. Then he'll see that his not talking to you is mean and he'll stop it!
"What?"
"Oh wait, I think I forgot something in my locker, I'll see you in class later!" Fuuko ran off in the other direction towards her locker, leaving Risa slightly puzzled.
'Oh well.. must have just been something she ate.'
~~ +In class
Daisuke sat down at his desk and opened his textbooks and notebooks. The teacher had already begun teaching, but he wasn't paying attention that day. He started to draw in his notebooks of a girl with long red hair inside a heart. Under the picture, he wrote:
Risa Harada: Age: 14 Hair: Red Smile: Beautiful Eyes: Elegant Hobbies: Shopping
Beside the picture of Risa, he drew a boy also with red hair. Under that picture, he scribbled down:
Daisuke Niwa: Age: 14 Hair: Red Love: Risa
He smiled, ripped the paper from his notebook and kept it inside his binder and finally started to copy down the notes on the board.
~~ + Risa's PE class
Risa stood by her p.e. teacher.
"I'm so sorry, sensei! I forgot my running shoes in my locker! Could I please go to get them?"
"Yes, Miss Harada. You may go."
Risa ran to her locker, hoping to make it as fast as possible. As she neared her locker, she heard voices and decided to slow down in case it was a teacher. When she heard that it wasn't a teacher, she sighed of relief. The voices she heard were still talking, but muffled.
"Harada ... so cocky! ... can't believe it ... bitch ..."
Risa stepped back in shock. The words remained in her head. She couldn't hear the words inbetween, only the emphasized words. Curiosity got the best of her as she peeked into the classroom to see who was talking.
She couldn't believe it. Those words - those horrid words - came from Niwa- kun. He really did hate her to talk behind her back!
--- Five minutes before ---
"Daisuke-chan! Buddy, you! Did you finish your math homework yet?" a cheesy Takeshi Saehara winked at Daisuke. Daisuke simply rolled his eyes and asked, "Don't you ever do your own homework?" Suddenly, Oushika, a drop- back student stumbled into the room. Oushika considered being a drop-back a good thing because he could get young girls to admire him and considered the girls of his age 'too mature' for him. [A/N: Yea right, just an excuse for not doing homework.. XD;] He actually did have good looks, with jet black hair and light-blue eyes and was admired for his face and his money. [A/N: I had to make him seem like a rich pretty-boy for a later purpose ^^;]
"Has anyone seen that purdy, rich Harada girl around? I think that she likes meh! He he! I see the way that 'lil purdy girl looks at meh! Pure lov'n there in 'er eyes I can tell y'all that! I'ma goin' to take her out 'n clean my house! Ha ha!" [A/N: Don't laugh oO; I know it's weird and everything ^^; *falls over*] Daisuke, his face completely red with anger, couldn't help but to clench his fist until his knucles were white and did something he-or any of his classmates- thought he'd ever do - KO someone. Oushika, being taller and bigger, went down surprisingly with only one hit. There weren't many people in the classroom, forturnately. It was only Daisuke, Takeshi and one or two others, but they all gasped.
"Daisuke! Way ta go!!" cheered Takeshi. Daisuke, dazed, only replied.
"Well, would you believe it? Even thinking about Harada-san that way is shameful. Oushika is so cocky! I can't believe it!" Daisuke glanced at Oushika, who was on the floor, but regained conscience and was trying to stand up without being wobly. Daisuke frowned.
"Bitch." He turned away, frown disappeared, and headed towards the door.
--- Present time ---
Daisuke headed towards the door, but before his hand reached the knob, the door crept open slightly. Instead of his hand, it was Risa's hand on the other side of the door. Her usually lush face was white, her eyes full of horror.
"Harada-san?" Daisuke asked, half-puzzled. "I thought you were in P.E." Risa stepped back from the door, and from Daisuke.
"So, when I'm not around, this is what happens? But.. why?"
"I'm.. I'm sorry. I didn't know that-" Before Daisuke could finish, Risa ran off.
"Harada-san? Harada-san?? What did I do wrong? I'm sorry!" He shouted after her, but she didn't hear. Daisuke fell to his knees, wondering what went wrong. Then, it came to him. It didn't make much sense, but anything was possible.
'I'm sorry. I didn't know that.. you like Oushika...!' [A/N: aw, doesn't this make Daisuke seem all dense and stuff? ^^ It's so kawaii! :D]
"... Daisuke...? Is everything.. okay?" Takeshi stepped out of the classroom, and for once, had a serious, worried look on his face. "Are you okay? What happened?" By this time, Daisuke feel from his knees to his entire legs, his hands in his face. After a full five minutes, Daisuke replied.
"I screwed up again, Takeshi." He took his hands away from his face, revealing - a bright smile. "But that's okay. I don't know whether Harada- san goes after looks, money or personality. Hopefully personality, but hey. She is Class type A1, and I am A2. [A/N: Explanation of that soon.] There's not much difference. There isn't much I can do for looks though." He laughed and got back up to his feet. "Let's go back to class." Takeshi, his seriousness blown away, laughed too.
~~ + Daisuke's social's class
The teacher turned to the class and started the lesson. "Today, we will go over what we learned last time." She pulled down a chart from the board which read from A to Z.
"A1 is the maxium wealth measure you can achieve. The numbers go down to 25. For example, B24, B25, C1. Studies have shown that the average wealth around the world measures at only Q16! Our school, being a new private school, does not even have any G1 and below, so consider yourselfs lucky to be so wealthy. More studies have shown that the highest wealth on the streets measure at U1 and below. The population of our city has an average wealth measure of J4. The populaton of our country has an average wealth measure of L18. Those aren't such bad measures! Now, does anyone have any questions?"
"Sensei, does someone really chart down the wealth measure of all the people in our city?" asked Daisuke.
"Yes. A survey is sent to every address in the city." the teacher answered.
"What if.. they are illterates? Or don't have an address?" questioned Daisuke.
"Well then, those people just aren't counted. Anymore questions before we move on?" No one raised their hands.
"Okay, looks like you understand! Please get to work on these pages," the teacher said, pointing to the blackboard with page numbers on them, "and they'll be due at the end of class today."
~~ + After school
"Hey!! Daisuke! There's Risa-chan, go talk to her! While you have your chance!" whispered an excited Takeshi, nudging an unexpecting Daisuke a little hard, nearly knocking him onto the floor.
"Takeshi!! Keep it down!" Daisuke exclaimed, starting to walk away from him. When he reached Risa, he cleared his throat, though that didn't ease his nervousness, hoping that Risa wouldn't be offending by his coming up to her.
"Um.. eh.. Harada-san, would you like to err.. could I uhm.. walk home with you? It's er.. really dangerous for someone to be um.. walking alone this time of year and.." he trailed off, feeling the sweat on his face. Risa stared at him for what seemed like an eternity.
"Oh! But I already have plans with Arisa-chan to go shopping today! Right, Arisa-chan?" She simply said, her eyes cold. Arisa looked at her.
"We have plans, Risa? But I didn't know tha--Er.. so sorry, Niwa-san!" said Arisa after being nudged sharply by Risa, but Daisuke just shook his head.
"I um... just wanted to make sure that you'd beable to uh.. get home safely. So.. s-see you t-tomorrow..!"
He turned and ran off, deciding that he would go anywhere but where Risa or anyone was at the moment. Just to be alone. He reached a dark alley. He'd seen that little nudge by Risa. He'd noticed the slight shock in Arisa's voice. Risa hadn't forgiven him. She was mad at him. Now there was absolutely no chance. What was he going to do now? He sat down, not caring that he would get his uniform would get dirty. He was rich, he could buy millions of them and not affect his wealth measure. He didn't even notice the grime and litter on the floor, which was surprising for someone who was used to being in clean, tidy places. He lowered his head into his arms, which were on his knees. He felt his shirt grow wet and realized that he was crying. One tear. Then another.
Suddenly, just at that moment, the sky darkened and started to rain heavily, soaking his beautiful red-enriched hair. His clothes were drenched and sticking to his body. His face was wet. Not of the rain, but of his tears. And why not? He was sure that his chance with his loved one was gone. She would never be his.
[[ End of Chapter 1 ]]
*cough* It's not that great, I know ^^; Please don't mind any mistakes I made, I'm really tired and can't think straight! x_x; I usually only have time to do things like this at the end of the day when I finish my homework -_- If you're wondering about other charas like Dark or Riku, don't worry, they're coming later ^_^Really, this is just the start chapter. Nothing deep yet. Summarized: Daisuke Niwa likes Risa (duh XD), goes to a rich private school, has rich friends (been trying to emphasize the 'rich' thing but I don't think I didn't that well on it XDD;;) and is now in a dark alley crying in the rain because he thinks that Risa hates him. (how ironic, they think the other hates them XD didn't really think of that until just now o_o) And I hope you understand the wealth measure thing ^^; The next chapters will be better, it's really hard for me to make a good first chapter, and this isn't a good one XD; Sankyuu all for reading! =D *gives j00 pudding* 3 j00!
- Daisuke ( http://kt.cowsgomoo.ca / kaoplushie@hotmail.com )