Author's Note: My thank yous go out to Anthony, Miracles, effect20, and Dark N' Dreary. Thanks for the support guys, it's what keeps me writing! And with no further ado, Chapter Three of The Trouble Causing Letter!
Chapter Three
Daisuke left the classroom in a hurry, saying he had early soccer practice. I found this strange and thought that he may have been lying to me. I shook away that thought. I wasn't on the soccer team so I wouldn't know if they had an early practice or not. He smiled when he told me and frowned when he said he couldn't walk me home. He seemed convincing, but I couldn't bring myself to believe him. Call it my sixth sense.
I quietly made my way out of the classroom worried about Daisuke. He wasn't himself and so suddenly. As much as I was denying it, I think it may have something to do with Takeru and me. Maybe he knows, T.K. could've told him... But then wouldn't he have acted weird while T.K. was still here? Why now?
"Hey Yagami-san!" I turned around to see a few girls from my English class. I smile and give them a small wave.
"Come here! We want to ask you something." I walk over to them at the other end of the hallway, farthest from the stairway.
"Do you know what's wrong with Daisuke-chan? He's been acting strangely today." Asks one of the girls. Ironically, I happened to look past them to see if Miyako was coming out of the computer room only to see Daisuke nearly running down that hall and ducking into the boy's bathroom, like he was being chased.
"Yagami-kun?" Questions the other girl.
"Oh, sorry." I reply returning to our conversation. "No, I don't know what's wrong with him, but I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."
"Oh, okay."
"We thought he was acting strange since he wasn't insulting anyone in English today." I laugh along with them before bidding our good-byes. My eyes are locked to the boys bathroom door as the students seem to pass me in slow motion.
What's wrong with you Davis?
I decided to go hang out in the computer lab for awhile, maybe go visit Gatomon. I didn't see Miyako come out so maybe she was still in there. I was about to open the door when Miyako stepped out.
"Oh, hey Kari." The glasses wearing girl greeted me energetically before looking around. "Where's Davis and Ken?"
"Daisuke told me he had an early soccer practice today so I'm assuming that's where he and Ken are." I responded. Miyako raised her eyebrows.
"That's weird, I thought they didn't have it until an hour after we get out." I nodded.
"That's what I thought too." I stepped back and Miyako shut the door to the lab, I guess I wouldn't be visiting Gatomon today, maybe tomorrow.
"Well, I guess it's just us walking home today." Miyako said to me as we made our way down the now deserted hallway.
"I guess so." I sighed.
"Kari, what did Takeru give you yesterday?" Miyako asked slyly. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks.
"Um..."
"Come on, you /know/ you want to tell me..." She smiled craftily.
"Okay, but please don't tell anyone else...yet." I begged her. She nodded. "He gave me a letter... Confessing his feelings." I responded quietly.
Miyako gasped and let out a giggle. "That is sooooooooooooooooo kawaii!!" I blushed a little more, but allowed a smile to dance across my face. "You must be happy."
I nodded. "I am, but I'm a little sad. We won't see him again until next year." Miyako frowned a little.
"Yeah, but we can still keep contact with him through email." She stated. "Besides, maybe we'll meet up with him in the Digital World."
That thought hadn't struck me before. "You think so?"
"Well... don't get your hopes up." Miyako commented. "Remember, there's an extreme time difference between Japan and America, which is why we don't meet up with Mimi-chan and Michael often."
"Oh, right." I reply a bit depressed.
"Oh cheer up! At least your guy likes you!" Miyako slapped my back with a laugh. I look at her with a little pity.
"Maybe you should tell Ken-"
"Kariiiiiiiiii!!" Miyako whines turning red, looking like she's going to strangle me.
"Oh, sorry!" I apologize. We both look around to make sure there was no sign of the boy genesis before turning back to each other and laughing at our antics.
"Well, maybe /you/ should tell him. What's the worse that can happen?"
"Rejection." She sighs. "Besides, I don't really want to end up like Daisuke-" She covers her mouth with both hands, eyes like a deer trapped in headlights.
I stare at her with a questioning look. Miyako removes her hands from her mouth and starts shaking them saying, "That's not what I meant" and "Forget I said that!". I lightly touch her shoulder with a determined look.
"Miyako, what do you mean you don't want to end up like Daisuke?" The glasses wearing girl drops her hands to her sides slowly before shifting her eyes someplace else.
"It's really nothing.. I didn't mean to say Daisuke, I meant to say.... err... /Kensuke/! Yeah, that's right!"
"Miyako, Kensuke isn't a word never mind a name." I reply seeing through her lie. "Now, tell me what you meant!"
My heart is beating fast. I'm begging Miyako to tell me something other than it's mine and T.K's fault for his behavior. /Anything/ but that. I keep looking at her, pleading, yet determined to know. Miyako unconsciously bites her lip. I remove my hand from her shoulder and to my heart. I'm trying to resume the beat back to normal, but it only pounds harder.
"You'll have to ask Davis himself." She replies finally.
"Miyako!" I whine surprised. She refuses to tell me what's wrong with one of our friends, but has no trouble gossiping to the whole school about others... Well, that's not /entirely/ true and an insensitive thing to think. Miyako could be trusted with /some/ information.
"Kari, my answer could be wrong anyway and then look where that would put me!" She returns.
I sigh. "I don't get it... He was fine yesterday..."
"Yeah, well, everyone has their off days." She responds. "Come on, let's get an ice cream before heading home."
"Yeah, okay, we can do that." I reply disappointed.
~*~
I made my way home as instructed by Ken. I knew he was able to keep the team in line without my help no problem, but I couldn't shake off the guilt from the scene that just occurred. I really need to get a grip. That's the problem though. I don't really know what I need to get a grip on. This can't possibly be all about Hikari. You don't go beating up your friends over /other/ friends.
She's a friend. A friend. A friend. A friend!
I kicked the pebble I'd been kicking down the sidewalk as hard as I could in frustration. After that I felt like punching a wall. Something, anything to let my anger out. The adrenaline was pumping through me and my heart felt tense. I was enraged, exhausted. Yet nothing could sooth me. Sure, I could go punch the brick wall I'm standing next to right now and break my hand, but that won't do any good. And yeah, I could go to sleep, but then I'd probably just have dreams of /her/ and /him/.
The image of Takaishi Takeru came to mind. Smiling thoughtfully, gazing at her with affection...
I wanted to throw up. Just keep throwing up until there was nothing left. Until I was totally and utterly lifeless. If I was like that I wouldn't have to feel anything any more. More than anything though I wanted to turn back the hands of time. If I could do that I could delete that conversation I decided to have with him. If I had never said anything I could've...
No. I can't do it so never mind thinking about it. Besides, T.K. is a good guy. He has brains and he's likable, good at sports, popular... Yeah, who wouldn't want him as a friend never mind a boyfriend? I just need to keep telling myself that I made the right decision. My decision to give up on Yagami Hikari.
I. Gave. Up. On. Her.
I gave up on her.
Igaveuponher!!!!!
I sink down against the brick wall and watch the cars go by with a heavy heart.
Then why can't I let her go?
To be continued...