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Reviews! ^^. Anyways, yeah, you did read Hikari beating up some Football
jock. Also, yes, Daisuke may be a wimp here, but in the later chapters,
towards the end, he will toughen up. Anyways, remember, no flames. And no,
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Daisuke stared at the new Japanese girl with a look that had mixed joy and shock. "How the hell did you do that?!" She looked back at him with a quizzical look. "What?" He pointed back at the grassy, emerald field, which had the AF team there staring at their captain dumbfounded. "I mean, just, you know. You doing, fighting." He stammered out his sentence; I mean, you too would be amazed if this 5'1 girl was able to beat up the strongest jock in the school.
She grinned brightly, laughing. "My older brother Taichi. He taught me how to defend other little kids and myself. Yeah that's how he would earn money: teach kids how to fight, or at least, defend." She sighed wistfully, looking up at the cerulean blue sky before the both of them entered the building.
Daisuke stared at her, shaking her out of her thoughts by saying, "So, you and your brother were really close, huh?" She looked at him and nodded. "Yeah. God, it feels so lonely in the house without him." She loosened her backpack off her shoulders, catching them in her hands. Taking out her books and her agenda, she continued, "Both of us made a little deal that if I help out his students, he would teach me for free." She giggled, as if thinking about it was funny. "There was this one eight-year-old named Lori Hida. He was the youngest one, but the most serious. He was so into learning, that he would always quiet down the other kids just so he could hear Taichi." Daisuke guess that was her older brother.
She peered at her agenda for a while, then looked at Daisuke with a smile on her lips. "Hey, what do you have today?" He shrugged, taking his backpack off his shoulders and taking out his Algebra 1 book out. "Algebra 1, Home EC., PE, and Spanish 1. You?" She shrugged back, saying, "Band, Biology, French 1, and History. Hey, wanna meet come over after school to my house? You know, maybe, to study or something."
HE looked at her with wide eyes, gulping. "Um, sure. I guess. I mean, that would be great." She smiled back. "Well, let's meet on the field. I'm sure 'All-Mighty What-His-Name-'" "Stephen," he said, to which she rolled her beautiful eyes at. "Yeah, him. Muscle-Boy. Anyways, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind. You know, with me kickin' his ass today." She wiggled her thin eyebrows, causing his to smile.
"Ok, so, on the field after school?" he asked, causing her to nod. "Great."
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Walking to his algebra class, he smiled gleefully inside. 'She is so cool! I really hope this is gonna be-Wait, hold on Daisuke. Why would she be interested in a loser like you? She's smart, you got held back a grade! What the hell are you thinking!' He shook his head sadly, flipping his book open to page 145 (S.B.: I'm gonna clear some stuff up at the end of the chapter just for you all, kay?).
Opening the door, he was a little surprised seeing he was the first one there. Not even Mr. Rosen was there at his desk.
He walked to his desk slowly, dropping his backpack onto the ground and under his wooden desk, as he slammed his book on the desk. He sighed, leaning back in his chair and closing his soft brown eyes for a moment.
"Hey, don't you know that's a hazard?" the sound of Takeru made his jump up slightly, causing him to glare at his blonde-headed friend, who grinned back. "So, saw you with that new girl. You like her?"
Daisuke narrowed his eyes more, snapping at his friend, "One, don't do that again! You scared the crap out of me! And two, she just invited me to her house, nothing more." Takeru rolled his eyes, slipping into his desk, which was next to Daisuke's. "Yeah, yeah. Sure it is. But, gotta tell ya, she is kinda hot." He winked at his spiky, brown-haired friend, and started to make his hands like people. "'Oh-'" "Hikari," Daisuke blurted before he realized what would happen next. Mentally, he slapped himself. "'Oh, Hikari! Kiss me!'" Takeru then placed both his hands together, making kissing noises.
Daisuke could feel his ears go red and hot, and could even see the blush coming onto his cheek quickly. He leaned over and swatted his friend's hands, growling, "Cut that out!" But, his blonde friend laughed, flipping his book to the same page as Daisuke.
The brown-haired boy shook his head, turning his head to the door to see it opening, revealing Ken. Takeru looked up and smiled at the blue haired boy, calling out to him, "Hey, Ken! See the new girl?" Ken grinned at Takeru before turning his head to Daisuke to raise an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, I did. With you. You have a thing for her?" Daisuke rapidly shook his head, his goggles on the top of his head shining brightly, catching the rays of the sun from the windows of the classroom.
Ken nodded, understanding. He shrugged, and asked politely, "Well, what's her name?" "Hikari Yagami. She's from Odaiba, Japan." "Ah." Ken walked over to the desk left of Daisuke, and seated himself there, also placing his backpack neatly under his desk, after taking his book out. The three of them just sat there in silence. Then, breaking the silence, Takeru leaned over and punched Daisuke on the arm. "Hey, when are you gonna ask her out? Or, at least, for her number?" "Dude!" Daisuke snapped back, just as Mr. Rosen walked in his classroom, followed by other students.
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Walking over to the field, Daisuke could see Hikari already surrounded by 13 kids. About 2/3rds were boys, the remained 1/3rd were girls. IT was hard to tell what was really going on, as he was about 5 yards away from the field. As he quickened his pace, he squinted a little, trying to find what was going on.
When he was at least 4 feet away from the large group, Daisuke could see Lani right in front of the new girl. 'Probably bitchin' on how Hikari humiliated Stephen,' Daisuke thought, grinning, as the scene of Hikari slamming her foot right on his groin came back flowing into his brain again. Sighing, he ran quickly over there, just in time.
"Look, you bitch! You're the new girl here, kay? So, that means, you either listen to us, or I will kick your ass back to where you came!" The brown- haired girl just stood there, listened and letting the enraged redhead rant, all so calmly. The kids there were listening in intensely; it would be amazing to see the two girls duke it out.
When Lani had finished, Daisuke was already there, right next to Hikari's side, and frowned darkly at Lani. He suddenly looked behind the angry gymnast to see both Takeru and Ken sniggering and chuckling at him, forcing him to blush. He glared at them, before returning back to Lani, who was staring at him with her pretty face looking dumbfounded.
Hikari smiled back at the girl, and cheerfully said, with a note of sarcasm in her voice, "Thanks. You know, you've REALLY made me feel welcomed here! Sorry, love to chat some more, but, I gotta go with Daisuke here," she wrapped both arms around Daisuke's shoulders, making him freeze. But, he nodded, and smiled back at the pretty girl that now had a look that could kill.
Lani, who by then was more of a angry bull than a redhead gymnast, screamed back at Daisuke, "You! You probably told that Jap Bitch to kick Stephen's ass, right bastard! I'm gonna-" "Please, Lani. Not in front of the kids," Hikari said. "You make a bad role model for the youngsters." And with that, she turned her heel, and left.
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Both Hikari and Daisuke had left the dumbfounded group, walking over to the direction of Daisuke's apartment complex. "Hey, wait." She stopped quickly, causing Daisuke to turn around to find what had caught her attention. She smiled nicely at him. "You hungry? I am." Daisuke tilted his head to the right, replying back, "Yeah, a little. There should be a ice cream stand somewhere here."
Her smile widened, then answered back, "Great! I'll pay." Daisuke shook his head a little to protest, but Hikari's attention was elsewhere. "Hey, whose that? Have they've been stalking us?"
Daisuke turned to the source of Hikari's attention and almost immediately froze. 'Takeru and Ken! Those assholes!' he thought bitterly. 'What the hell are they doing? And what's with all those ones?'
The blonde and blue haired boys were sitting at a table at a "Ben and Jerry's" Ice Cream stand (S.B.: Cut me some slack! I've only been in the states for 1 year and a half, and that's when I was in first grade, kay? So, excuse me for not knowing too much.), with at least 10 one dollar bills in between the two of them. Both had just spotted the two 'couple', and seemed to be holding laughter inside of them, as their shoulders' were shaking violently and Takeru had his hand cupped over his mouth. But, Ken called out to the two of them "HEY! Hikari! Daisuke! Come sit with us!"
The brown-haired, Japanese girl looked back at Daisuke, and smiled cheerfully, "That might be fun! Come on!" Before the spiky-haired boy could protest, the girl ran to the table. With a reluctant sigh and a sinking feeling of what would happen next, he followed, though not as excited.
"Hey, dude! Oh, and by the way, Hikari-right?-ok, well, anyways, great job goin' against 'Ms. Queen Bitch' herself! I mean, no one's ever done that!" congratulated Takeru, which earned a smile from Hikari. "Thanks-er." "Takeru Takaishi." "Ah, well, thanks."
Ken leaned over and grinned at the girl. "So, what would YOU like, Ms. Hikari?" However, instead of answering the question, she tilted her head and frowned slightly at the two friends of Daisuke's. "Don't mean to sound rude, but how the hell do you two know my name?" Ken indicated to Daisuke, who blushed brightly.
"Oh. Well, anyways, don't worry about me. But, nice of you to be a gentleman." "Ah yes, Ken Ichijouji, always the polite gentleman. 'Oh, Kenny! Please hang up my coat!'" mocked Takeru, which Daisuke added, with a evil grin. "'But of course! After all, I am a gentleman. NOT!'" At this, all three but Ken burst out laughing, leaving Ken to grin, and give mocking bows.
"If you must know, Hikari, Ken here," Takeru began, wiping the smile right off of his face. Ken got out of his seat and began to chase Takeru around the table. But, that did not stop the blonde. "Ken here once put a worm in- " unable to finish because Ken had tackle him, the two fallen boys began to wrestle.
Hikari, confused, turned to Daisuke, who had tears of laughter coming to his eyes. "What?" "Ken once put a worm in a girl's panties in a class play, making her wriggle throughout the play. Nearly everybody thought she was doing the Chicken Dance." Both burst out laughing, which caused Ken to call out, "I was, like, in, what? 1st grade? That was about a million years ago!" "Actually, I recall that took place in 4th grade. So, so much for the 'Mature Gentleman!'" Daisuke laughed out, recalling that play.
Hikari grinned, then suddenly, her face brightened up. "Hey, you three wanna come over to my house?" Takeru and Ken looked at each other, their faces turning to grins. "Sure!" "Alright with me! Daisuke, how 'bout you?" Daisuke, now pale, turned to face Takeru who was chuckling at his friend's discomfort. Glaring at him, Daisuke inhaled deeply, and said, almost calmly, "Cool. I would love to come over." Right behind Hikari's turned back, he used mention the sign of killing right at the throat to Takeru, who just grinned smugly back.
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"Ok, we have orange soda, coke, and sprite. Oh, and sorry about the mess. My mom and dad had to work a little late, so, we're by ourselves. So, just grab whatever drink you want, and follow me." Grasping his fingers around an Orange Soda, Daisuke opened it, slurping down the cool, liquid down his throat, which is the best on a hot day (Great, now I'M thirsty!). Licking his lips, he followed Ken and Takeru right behind Hikari; Ken drinking a Sprite, Takeru slurping down a coke, and Hikari holding a cold coke also in her left hand.
The three boys followed the girl into her already-packed room. You could barely see the white wallpaper of Hikari's, that the reason was because there were posters everywhere! Right above her bed was a poster of the American Idol Winner Ruben Studdard, with the other American Idol Season Two finalists around her bed. Avril Lavigne had covered her door, with Good Charlotte decorating her desk. Third Eye Blind along with Less Than Jake was on the doors of her Closets, with Rapper Eminem above her huge bookcase. A small TV with a Playstation 2 was on the other desk in front of her bed, a small picture of Vanessa Carlton behind it. The Chicago poster was in front of one of her windows. The rest of her wall was covered with small pictures from the magazines.
I n other words, not to be so long and boring, her room had quite a lot of stuff that was somehow organized well. Despite all her things, they were placed into neat piles. There're were even clothes on the floor.
On her double-bunked bed (Apparently, she slept on the bottom bunk and her brother used to sleep with her before he moved to college) slept a white cat with almost purple-like stripes on her twitching tail. (S.B.: Take a GOOOOOOOOD guess who that is!) She smiled proudly at it, and explained, "We used to have a cat when Tai was with us. But, he died just a day after Tai left, so my folks got my another cat. Unfortunately, Gato here isn't awake." She stroked the female cat's white, silky fur with her palm, sitting down on her bed.
Daisuke was still amazed at the walls. 'It must have taken her all day yesterday just for her to put up all these pictures!' he thought, hypnotized. His eyes trailed all over her room, not even hearing what Takeru and Ken were saying to Hikari.
"So, you also took dancing class for 4 years?" Takeru asked, his eyes trailed over to the upper-right corner, which a white tank top with pink tights were piled. The girl nodded, explaining, "Yeah, I mean, it was ok; not as good as learning defense, but it actually helped out a lot for that class."
The blue hair boy interrupted the blonde, who was about to ask Hikari another question, causing Takeru to glare at Ken for a moment, "Did you have a brother?" She smiled at his wondering, and nodded again. "Yep. An older brother named Taichi; both of us are about four years apart."
Ken became silent and a strange glaze came over his narrowed, cerulean eyes. However, Takeru yakked, "Cool! I also have an older brother; same age as your bro, perhaps." She turned over to the basketball star and grinned. "Really? What's his name?" "Yamato. But, my mom and dad separated, so we both really didn't have enough time to develop a brotherly relationship. But, he did have his own band, and sometimes, he would invite me over."
She grinned at the word band, causing Daisuke to be a little confused. He turned his head to the lower-left corner and saw a small, round jukebox, with a long, thin wire connected to a small, real microphone. He jerked his head back to the other three and saw Hikari smiling at the thing. "I really want to be an American Idol, I guess, when I become 17, so I practice a lot." She laughed her nice, beautiful laugh. "I'm always up for new things, so I thought, when I saw American Idol Season Two, 'Hey, I could do that!' So, I really want to start a band at this school."
Daisuke brightened at that. The only thing that kept him sane the high school year without his sister was his guitar, which he bought himself with his own, hard-earned money.
Takeru smiled at the thought of her singing, yet darkened, looking at his watch. "What the hell time is-oh, crap! Look," he sighed, taking one more look at the room. "IT was great for you to invite me, but I HAVE to go. I have Basketball in 30 minutes, and my mom can't drive me." Ken leaned over, smiling. "Lazy bastard." He pushed Takeru over, who laughed, grabbing his backpack, which he left on her floor, and started out of her room.
The other three got up, Ken grabbing his backpack too, which he threw on her floor as well. "I also have to go, too. Man, but hey. Thanks anyways, Hikari." Both started towards the door, but Ken paused, to look back at Hikari. "Hey, I think you might want to talk to Mr. Gordon about that band idea." He referred to the old, but pleasant, band instructor, who used to be a record artist before becoming a teacher for the school.
Takeru opened the door, giving one more smile to Hikari and Daisuke. "Bye Kari-is it alright if I call you that? See ya Daisuke." Daisuke gave the blonde a death glare, as both Hikari and Ken laughed, Ken following Takeru's retreating back. "Hey, Daisuke. Remember: game, tomorrow. 2:00. Be there 1:30." With a wave to the brown-haired boy and a polite nod and smile to the girl, he left.
Hikari walked over to close the opened door, hesitated, then turned to Daisuke. "You don't have to go anywhere?" He shrugged. "Why, you want me to?" "No. Just wondering." She closed it was a loud BANG! And started back into her room again.
"Hey, I've been meaning to ask you: What instrument do you play in band?" "Well, when I meant today by Band Class, I just had to go there to ask him about starting my own band, you know, like Takeru said. I really have Art then, but still, I was able to pass that." She smiled, sitting down on her ruby-red carpet that covered her floor. She patted a spot to indicate Daisuke to sit next to her.
"Hey, is it okay if I go to your game tomorrow? I would really love to go out!" Daisuke smiled at her eagerness, and nodded. "Sure. I don't see any reason why not."
She grinned, then stood up, grabbing a black spiral notebook from her computer desk, sitting back down. "What's that?" "Oh, this is my notebook for all my songs I usually write. You know. For my 'band.'" She laughed.
Daisuke laughed also. Then, suddenly, he frowned slightly. "Hey, look. I gotta go. Sorry." Hikari jerked her head to stare at him with a little pout. "Really? Ah man, that sucks! Well, anyways, thanks Daisuke." Both kids got up from the floor, walking back to the door.
"Hey, a quick question before you leave." He looked back at her, putting his backpack onto his shoulders. "Yeah?" She tilted her head to the left, which made her have a confused expression. "Why did most of the people this afternoon, when I talked to that bitch look surprised at you, or at least, stare at you like a slug?"
He narrowed his brown eyes a little, staring down at his shoes. "Because, I'm...kinda the loser of the high school. I was held back a year...my mom died when I was young." He took his eyes from the floor to stare into her beautiful ruby eyes. "Sorry. Thanks. For today." With that, he turned his heel and left.
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Staring at the door that Daisuke had just left, she gave a loud sigh, retreating back to her room. She sat down onto the ground, giving a little jump when Gato rubbed against her.
Picking the white cat up, she place her (Gato) onto her lap, where she purred deeply, as Hikari stroked her, thinking about the boy who called himself a loser. Suddenly, her face brightened. Grabbing her notebook, she gently pushed Gato off her lap, which irritated the cat, but not so much that it made her want to leave her master.
Staring at Vanessa first, to Ruben, who both had frozen smiles on their faces over her bed, she smiled slightly, before planting her nose in her notebook, and writing new lyrics.
You're Alone in This Game
Forgotten and Afriad
With No Light to Guide You
NO Guardian Angel
To Look After You
The Only One You Have
Is Yourself
(Chorus)
High School Loser
Nobody Likes You
Held Back A Grade
Had a Popular Sister
Has a Drunk Daddy
Ya Mommy is Dead
High School Loser
Nobody There To
Help You Through School
You're On Your Own
For this Teen-age Journey
You Have Nothin' and Nobody But
You
(End Chorus)
No One in Your Life
You Can Turn To
All You Have
Is You
Not The Most Popular
Mediocre at Football
You Only Have
Yourself in This World
(Chorus again)
What Ever Happened To
The Rules?
When a Lonely Child Had
To Go Through This
Crazy World of Ours
By Himself?
I Don't Know 'Bout
The Rest of You All,
But I'm by his Side,
Replacing For His Angel
There's Just Ain't Room
Enough Anymore For a
High-School Loser Like You
(Chorus last time)
High School Loser
Nobody Likes You
Held Back A Grade
Had a Popular Sister
Has a Drunk Daddy
Ya Mommy is Dead
High School Loser
You Have Only Me to Guide You
Through this Crazy
Teen-age Journey
You Have Nothin', Yet
You Have Nobody But
Me
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There, the "High-School Loser" Song. Still waitin' for more songs! Oh, an by the by, to clear things up.
It's about March, about middle of the school year
Hikari took dance classes for four year when 6 to 10 years-old. Then, Taichi taught her to defend herself for free, because he earned money by teaching younger kids to learn defending themselves.
This is taking place in Katy, Texas
Hikari and Daisuke live in the same buildings; her on the 14, him on the 9th
That's all! Oh, and for reviews:
OrixBlueWave: Um, thanks? Sorry, I really don't watch Seinfield.
Kit Kat: Yeah, I got the idea because, most of the stories I read about Takari (DEATH TO THEM ALL!) is just she's a poor girl, or she's a popular girl. Also, another reason I got the idea was Hikari being a rebel because I thought of her being a singer, and not just one of those nicey-nice girls. There just aren't too many rocker girls these days!
BlackSpark: Thanks! I feel sorry for Daisuke too! Also, Takari DOES get quite tiring, doesn't it?
Hannah: Thanks!
Rebles: Sorry, but don't worry! He will toughen up a bit!
Anothony1: NO problem! Also, SORRY ABOUT THE LONG UPDATE! I was busy! FORGIVE ME!
Sakura123: Yeah she did! ^^ Heh, I always did like Hikari being able to defend herself, not be so defenseless, BUT that still does not mean I didn't like her as a young girl! I liked her when she was young. Erm, getting off the subject, ^^` Thanks!
hehe: Thanks!
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Daisuke stared at the new Japanese girl with a look that had mixed joy and shock. "How the hell did you do that?!" She looked back at him with a quizzical look. "What?" He pointed back at the grassy, emerald field, which had the AF team there staring at their captain dumbfounded. "I mean, just, you know. You doing, fighting." He stammered out his sentence; I mean, you too would be amazed if this 5'1 girl was able to beat up the strongest jock in the school.
She grinned brightly, laughing. "My older brother Taichi. He taught me how to defend other little kids and myself. Yeah that's how he would earn money: teach kids how to fight, or at least, defend." She sighed wistfully, looking up at the cerulean blue sky before the both of them entered the building.
Daisuke stared at her, shaking her out of her thoughts by saying, "So, you and your brother were really close, huh?" She looked at him and nodded. "Yeah. God, it feels so lonely in the house without him." She loosened her backpack off her shoulders, catching them in her hands. Taking out her books and her agenda, she continued, "Both of us made a little deal that if I help out his students, he would teach me for free." She giggled, as if thinking about it was funny. "There was this one eight-year-old named Lori Hida. He was the youngest one, but the most serious. He was so into learning, that he would always quiet down the other kids just so he could hear Taichi." Daisuke guess that was her older brother.
She peered at her agenda for a while, then looked at Daisuke with a smile on her lips. "Hey, what do you have today?" He shrugged, taking his backpack off his shoulders and taking out his Algebra 1 book out. "Algebra 1, Home EC., PE, and Spanish 1. You?" She shrugged back, saying, "Band, Biology, French 1, and History. Hey, wanna meet come over after school to my house? You know, maybe, to study or something."
HE looked at her with wide eyes, gulping. "Um, sure. I guess. I mean, that would be great." She smiled back. "Well, let's meet on the field. I'm sure 'All-Mighty What-His-Name-'" "Stephen," he said, to which she rolled her beautiful eyes at. "Yeah, him. Muscle-Boy. Anyways, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind. You know, with me kickin' his ass today." She wiggled her thin eyebrows, causing his to smile.
"Ok, so, on the field after school?" he asked, causing her to nod. "Great."
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Walking to his algebra class, he smiled gleefully inside. 'She is so cool! I really hope this is gonna be-Wait, hold on Daisuke. Why would she be interested in a loser like you? She's smart, you got held back a grade! What the hell are you thinking!' He shook his head sadly, flipping his book open to page 145 (S.B.: I'm gonna clear some stuff up at the end of the chapter just for you all, kay?).
Opening the door, he was a little surprised seeing he was the first one there. Not even Mr. Rosen was there at his desk.
He walked to his desk slowly, dropping his backpack onto the ground and under his wooden desk, as he slammed his book on the desk. He sighed, leaning back in his chair and closing his soft brown eyes for a moment.
"Hey, don't you know that's a hazard?" the sound of Takeru made his jump up slightly, causing him to glare at his blonde-headed friend, who grinned back. "So, saw you with that new girl. You like her?"
Daisuke narrowed his eyes more, snapping at his friend, "One, don't do that again! You scared the crap out of me! And two, she just invited me to her house, nothing more." Takeru rolled his eyes, slipping into his desk, which was next to Daisuke's. "Yeah, yeah. Sure it is. But, gotta tell ya, she is kinda hot." He winked at his spiky, brown-haired friend, and started to make his hands like people. "'Oh-'" "Hikari," Daisuke blurted before he realized what would happen next. Mentally, he slapped himself. "'Oh, Hikari! Kiss me!'" Takeru then placed both his hands together, making kissing noises.
Daisuke could feel his ears go red and hot, and could even see the blush coming onto his cheek quickly. He leaned over and swatted his friend's hands, growling, "Cut that out!" But, his blonde friend laughed, flipping his book to the same page as Daisuke.
The brown-haired boy shook his head, turning his head to the door to see it opening, revealing Ken. Takeru looked up and smiled at the blue haired boy, calling out to him, "Hey, Ken! See the new girl?" Ken grinned at Takeru before turning his head to Daisuke to raise an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, I did. With you. You have a thing for her?" Daisuke rapidly shook his head, his goggles on the top of his head shining brightly, catching the rays of the sun from the windows of the classroom.
Ken nodded, understanding. He shrugged, and asked politely, "Well, what's her name?" "Hikari Yagami. She's from Odaiba, Japan." "Ah." Ken walked over to the desk left of Daisuke, and seated himself there, also placing his backpack neatly under his desk, after taking his book out. The three of them just sat there in silence. Then, breaking the silence, Takeru leaned over and punched Daisuke on the arm. "Hey, when are you gonna ask her out? Or, at least, for her number?" "Dude!" Daisuke snapped back, just as Mr. Rosen walked in his classroom, followed by other students.
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Walking over to the field, Daisuke could see Hikari already surrounded by 13 kids. About 2/3rds were boys, the remained 1/3rd were girls. IT was hard to tell what was really going on, as he was about 5 yards away from the field. As he quickened his pace, he squinted a little, trying to find what was going on.
When he was at least 4 feet away from the large group, Daisuke could see Lani right in front of the new girl. 'Probably bitchin' on how Hikari humiliated Stephen,' Daisuke thought, grinning, as the scene of Hikari slamming her foot right on his groin came back flowing into his brain again. Sighing, he ran quickly over there, just in time.
"Look, you bitch! You're the new girl here, kay? So, that means, you either listen to us, or I will kick your ass back to where you came!" The brown- haired girl just stood there, listened and letting the enraged redhead rant, all so calmly. The kids there were listening in intensely; it would be amazing to see the two girls duke it out.
When Lani had finished, Daisuke was already there, right next to Hikari's side, and frowned darkly at Lani. He suddenly looked behind the angry gymnast to see both Takeru and Ken sniggering and chuckling at him, forcing him to blush. He glared at them, before returning back to Lani, who was staring at him with her pretty face looking dumbfounded.
Hikari smiled back at the girl, and cheerfully said, with a note of sarcasm in her voice, "Thanks. You know, you've REALLY made me feel welcomed here! Sorry, love to chat some more, but, I gotta go with Daisuke here," she wrapped both arms around Daisuke's shoulders, making him freeze. But, he nodded, and smiled back at the pretty girl that now had a look that could kill.
Lani, who by then was more of a angry bull than a redhead gymnast, screamed back at Daisuke, "You! You probably told that Jap Bitch to kick Stephen's ass, right bastard! I'm gonna-" "Please, Lani. Not in front of the kids," Hikari said. "You make a bad role model for the youngsters." And with that, she turned her heel, and left.
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Both Hikari and Daisuke had left the dumbfounded group, walking over to the direction of Daisuke's apartment complex. "Hey, wait." She stopped quickly, causing Daisuke to turn around to find what had caught her attention. She smiled nicely at him. "You hungry? I am." Daisuke tilted his head to the right, replying back, "Yeah, a little. There should be a ice cream stand somewhere here."
Her smile widened, then answered back, "Great! I'll pay." Daisuke shook his head a little to protest, but Hikari's attention was elsewhere. "Hey, whose that? Have they've been stalking us?"
Daisuke turned to the source of Hikari's attention and almost immediately froze. 'Takeru and Ken! Those assholes!' he thought bitterly. 'What the hell are they doing? And what's with all those ones?'
The blonde and blue haired boys were sitting at a table at a "Ben and Jerry's" Ice Cream stand (S.B.: Cut me some slack! I've only been in the states for 1 year and a half, and that's when I was in first grade, kay? So, excuse me for not knowing too much.), with at least 10 one dollar bills in between the two of them. Both had just spotted the two 'couple', and seemed to be holding laughter inside of them, as their shoulders' were shaking violently and Takeru had his hand cupped over his mouth. But, Ken called out to the two of them "HEY! Hikari! Daisuke! Come sit with us!"
The brown-haired, Japanese girl looked back at Daisuke, and smiled cheerfully, "That might be fun! Come on!" Before the spiky-haired boy could protest, the girl ran to the table. With a reluctant sigh and a sinking feeling of what would happen next, he followed, though not as excited.
"Hey, dude! Oh, and by the way, Hikari-right?-ok, well, anyways, great job goin' against 'Ms. Queen Bitch' herself! I mean, no one's ever done that!" congratulated Takeru, which earned a smile from Hikari. "Thanks-er." "Takeru Takaishi." "Ah, well, thanks."
Ken leaned over and grinned at the girl. "So, what would YOU like, Ms. Hikari?" However, instead of answering the question, she tilted her head and frowned slightly at the two friends of Daisuke's. "Don't mean to sound rude, but how the hell do you two know my name?" Ken indicated to Daisuke, who blushed brightly.
"Oh. Well, anyways, don't worry about me. But, nice of you to be a gentleman." "Ah yes, Ken Ichijouji, always the polite gentleman. 'Oh, Kenny! Please hang up my coat!'" mocked Takeru, which Daisuke added, with a evil grin. "'But of course! After all, I am a gentleman. NOT!'" At this, all three but Ken burst out laughing, leaving Ken to grin, and give mocking bows.
"If you must know, Hikari, Ken here," Takeru began, wiping the smile right off of his face. Ken got out of his seat and began to chase Takeru around the table. But, that did not stop the blonde. "Ken here once put a worm in- " unable to finish because Ken had tackle him, the two fallen boys began to wrestle.
Hikari, confused, turned to Daisuke, who had tears of laughter coming to his eyes. "What?" "Ken once put a worm in a girl's panties in a class play, making her wriggle throughout the play. Nearly everybody thought she was doing the Chicken Dance." Both burst out laughing, which caused Ken to call out, "I was, like, in, what? 1st grade? That was about a million years ago!" "Actually, I recall that took place in 4th grade. So, so much for the 'Mature Gentleman!'" Daisuke laughed out, recalling that play.
Hikari grinned, then suddenly, her face brightened up. "Hey, you three wanna come over to my house?" Takeru and Ken looked at each other, their faces turning to grins. "Sure!" "Alright with me! Daisuke, how 'bout you?" Daisuke, now pale, turned to face Takeru who was chuckling at his friend's discomfort. Glaring at him, Daisuke inhaled deeply, and said, almost calmly, "Cool. I would love to come over." Right behind Hikari's turned back, he used mention the sign of killing right at the throat to Takeru, who just grinned smugly back.
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"Ok, we have orange soda, coke, and sprite. Oh, and sorry about the mess. My mom and dad had to work a little late, so, we're by ourselves. So, just grab whatever drink you want, and follow me." Grasping his fingers around an Orange Soda, Daisuke opened it, slurping down the cool, liquid down his throat, which is the best on a hot day (Great, now I'M thirsty!). Licking his lips, he followed Ken and Takeru right behind Hikari; Ken drinking a Sprite, Takeru slurping down a coke, and Hikari holding a cold coke also in her left hand.
The three boys followed the girl into her already-packed room. You could barely see the white wallpaper of Hikari's, that the reason was because there were posters everywhere! Right above her bed was a poster of the American Idol Winner Ruben Studdard, with the other American Idol Season Two finalists around her bed. Avril Lavigne had covered her door, with Good Charlotte decorating her desk. Third Eye Blind along with Less Than Jake was on the doors of her Closets, with Rapper Eminem above her huge bookcase. A small TV with a Playstation 2 was on the other desk in front of her bed, a small picture of Vanessa Carlton behind it. The Chicago poster was in front of one of her windows. The rest of her wall was covered with small pictures from the magazines.
I n other words, not to be so long and boring, her room had quite a lot of stuff that was somehow organized well. Despite all her things, they were placed into neat piles. There're were even clothes on the floor.
On her double-bunked bed (Apparently, she slept on the bottom bunk and her brother used to sleep with her before he moved to college) slept a white cat with almost purple-like stripes on her twitching tail. (S.B.: Take a GOOOOOOOOD guess who that is!) She smiled proudly at it, and explained, "We used to have a cat when Tai was with us. But, he died just a day after Tai left, so my folks got my another cat. Unfortunately, Gato here isn't awake." She stroked the female cat's white, silky fur with her palm, sitting down on her bed.
Daisuke was still amazed at the walls. 'It must have taken her all day yesterday just for her to put up all these pictures!' he thought, hypnotized. His eyes trailed all over her room, not even hearing what Takeru and Ken were saying to Hikari.
"So, you also took dancing class for 4 years?" Takeru asked, his eyes trailed over to the upper-right corner, which a white tank top with pink tights were piled. The girl nodded, explaining, "Yeah, I mean, it was ok; not as good as learning defense, but it actually helped out a lot for that class."
The blue hair boy interrupted the blonde, who was about to ask Hikari another question, causing Takeru to glare at Ken for a moment, "Did you have a brother?" She smiled at his wondering, and nodded again. "Yep. An older brother named Taichi; both of us are about four years apart."
Ken became silent and a strange glaze came over his narrowed, cerulean eyes. However, Takeru yakked, "Cool! I also have an older brother; same age as your bro, perhaps." She turned over to the basketball star and grinned. "Really? What's his name?" "Yamato. But, my mom and dad separated, so we both really didn't have enough time to develop a brotherly relationship. But, he did have his own band, and sometimes, he would invite me over."
She grinned at the word band, causing Daisuke to be a little confused. He turned his head to the lower-left corner and saw a small, round jukebox, with a long, thin wire connected to a small, real microphone. He jerked his head back to the other three and saw Hikari smiling at the thing. "I really want to be an American Idol, I guess, when I become 17, so I practice a lot." She laughed her nice, beautiful laugh. "I'm always up for new things, so I thought, when I saw American Idol Season Two, 'Hey, I could do that!' So, I really want to start a band at this school."
Daisuke brightened at that. The only thing that kept him sane the high school year without his sister was his guitar, which he bought himself with his own, hard-earned money.
Takeru smiled at the thought of her singing, yet darkened, looking at his watch. "What the hell time is-oh, crap! Look," he sighed, taking one more look at the room. "IT was great for you to invite me, but I HAVE to go. I have Basketball in 30 minutes, and my mom can't drive me." Ken leaned over, smiling. "Lazy bastard." He pushed Takeru over, who laughed, grabbing his backpack, which he left on her floor, and started out of her room.
The other three got up, Ken grabbing his backpack too, which he threw on her floor as well. "I also have to go, too. Man, but hey. Thanks anyways, Hikari." Both started towards the door, but Ken paused, to look back at Hikari. "Hey, I think you might want to talk to Mr. Gordon about that band idea." He referred to the old, but pleasant, band instructor, who used to be a record artist before becoming a teacher for the school.
Takeru opened the door, giving one more smile to Hikari and Daisuke. "Bye Kari-is it alright if I call you that? See ya Daisuke." Daisuke gave the blonde a death glare, as both Hikari and Ken laughed, Ken following Takeru's retreating back. "Hey, Daisuke. Remember: game, tomorrow. 2:00. Be there 1:30." With a wave to the brown-haired boy and a polite nod and smile to the girl, he left.
Hikari walked over to close the opened door, hesitated, then turned to Daisuke. "You don't have to go anywhere?" He shrugged. "Why, you want me to?" "No. Just wondering." She closed it was a loud BANG! And started back into her room again.
"Hey, I've been meaning to ask you: What instrument do you play in band?" "Well, when I meant today by Band Class, I just had to go there to ask him about starting my own band, you know, like Takeru said. I really have Art then, but still, I was able to pass that." She smiled, sitting down on her ruby-red carpet that covered her floor. She patted a spot to indicate Daisuke to sit next to her.
"Hey, is it okay if I go to your game tomorrow? I would really love to go out!" Daisuke smiled at her eagerness, and nodded. "Sure. I don't see any reason why not."
She grinned, then stood up, grabbing a black spiral notebook from her computer desk, sitting back down. "What's that?" "Oh, this is my notebook for all my songs I usually write. You know. For my 'band.'" She laughed.
Daisuke laughed also. Then, suddenly, he frowned slightly. "Hey, look. I gotta go. Sorry." Hikari jerked her head to stare at him with a little pout. "Really? Ah man, that sucks! Well, anyways, thanks Daisuke." Both kids got up from the floor, walking back to the door.
"Hey, a quick question before you leave." He looked back at her, putting his backpack onto his shoulders. "Yeah?" She tilted her head to the left, which made her have a confused expression. "Why did most of the people this afternoon, when I talked to that bitch look surprised at you, or at least, stare at you like a slug?"
He narrowed his brown eyes a little, staring down at his shoes. "Because, I'm...kinda the loser of the high school. I was held back a year...my mom died when I was young." He took his eyes from the floor to stare into her beautiful ruby eyes. "Sorry. Thanks. For today." With that, he turned his heel and left.
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Staring at the door that Daisuke had just left, she gave a loud sigh, retreating back to her room. She sat down onto the ground, giving a little jump when Gato rubbed against her.
Picking the white cat up, she place her (Gato) onto her lap, where she purred deeply, as Hikari stroked her, thinking about the boy who called himself a loser. Suddenly, her face brightened. Grabbing her notebook, she gently pushed Gato off her lap, which irritated the cat, but not so much that it made her want to leave her master.
Staring at Vanessa first, to Ruben, who both had frozen smiles on their faces over her bed, she smiled slightly, before planting her nose in her notebook, and writing new lyrics.
You're Alone in This Game
Forgotten and Afriad
With No Light to Guide You
NO Guardian Angel
To Look After You
The Only One You Have
Is Yourself
(Chorus)
High School Loser
Nobody Likes You
Held Back A Grade
Had a Popular Sister
Has a Drunk Daddy
Ya Mommy is Dead
High School Loser
Nobody There To
Help You Through School
You're On Your Own
For this Teen-age Journey
You Have Nothin' and Nobody But
You
(End Chorus)
No One in Your Life
You Can Turn To
All You Have
Is You
Not The Most Popular
Mediocre at Football
You Only Have
Yourself in This World
(Chorus again)
What Ever Happened To
The Rules?
When a Lonely Child Had
To Go Through This
Crazy World of Ours
By Himself?
I Don't Know 'Bout
The Rest of You All,
But I'm by his Side,
Replacing For His Angel
There's Just Ain't Room
Enough Anymore For a
High-School Loser Like You
(Chorus last time)
High School Loser
Nobody Likes You
Held Back A Grade
Had a Popular Sister
Has a Drunk Daddy
Ya Mommy is Dead
High School Loser
You Have Only Me to Guide You
Through this Crazy
Teen-age Journey
You Have Nothin', Yet
You Have Nobody But
Me
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There, the "High-School Loser" Song. Still waitin' for more songs! Oh, an by the by, to clear things up.
It's about March, about middle of the school year
Hikari took dance classes for four year when 6 to 10 years-old. Then, Taichi taught her to defend herself for free, because he earned money by teaching younger kids to learn defending themselves.
This is taking place in Katy, Texas
Hikari and Daisuke live in the same buildings; her on the 14, him on the 9th
That's all! Oh, and for reviews:
OrixBlueWave: Um, thanks? Sorry, I really don't watch Seinfield.
Kit Kat: Yeah, I got the idea because, most of the stories I read about Takari (DEATH TO THEM ALL!) is just she's a poor girl, or she's a popular girl. Also, another reason I got the idea was Hikari being a rebel because I thought of her being a singer, and not just one of those nicey-nice girls. There just aren't too many rocker girls these days!
BlackSpark: Thanks! I feel sorry for Daisuke too! Also, Takari DOES get quite tiring, doesn't it?
Hannah: Thanks!
Rebles: Sorry, but don't worry! He will toughen up a bit!
Anothony1: NO problem! Also, SORRY ABOUT THE LONG UPDATE! I was busy! FORGIVE ME!
Sakura123: Yeah she did! ^^ Heh, I always did like Hikari being able to defend herself, not be so defenseless, BUT that still does not mean I didn't like her as a young girl! I liked her when she was young. Erm, getting off the subject, ^^` Thanks!
hehe: Thanks!