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Daisuke slammed the door of his apartment, now pissed off at everybody. Mostly, however, he was pissed off at himself. He despised himself for being so weak, for being a wimp, a loser.
He didn't bother to go to the bathroom this time. He ran straight into his room, blood dripping where he stepped.
He didn't even realize his father was not home.
In his room, he closed his door, turning around and sitting down with his back leaning against the door. He placed his head in his hands, as his body shook uncontrollably.
After a few minutes, he stood up and walked to his small drawer. He opened it slowly, placing a trembling hand into it and pulling out a knife. He walked back to his bed with it, sitting on his bed and placed the cold steel on his wrist. He took four deep breathes. He was going to do it. He was going to commit suicide. Nobody would miss him. Nobody would care.
He tilted his head up to his white ceiling, biting his lip. He removed the knife from his wrist and held the point over his heart. He was prepared to drive it into his heart, until his door opened with his father standing in the doorway.
For about 5 seconds, both males stood there. Daisuke with the knife pointed to his heart and his father standing at the doorway, for the first time with a look, that belonged to most parents, of concern.
Daisuke didn't even recognize him. His father used to have a beard growing, yet now, his face was clean and shaven. And he didn't have his shirt with beer stains on it. He was wearing a sleeveless white shirt under a Hawaiian T-shirt that was opened. Rather, except for his beer belly, he actually looked pretty nice.
His father started to walk towards him cautiously. Daisuke stopped him, snarling darkly, "What do you want?"
His father gulped, and began to talk casually. "I just, want to talk."
He was not impressed. The brown haired boy suddenly laughed mirthlessly, which didn't sound like him at all. "Oh really? Well, why do you want to talk to me now?"
His father was soon standing in front of him, scratching his head. "Look, Dai, I know I wasn't the best parent or even one at all. But, all I want is just to talk. So, put down the knife and just listen to me."
He sighed, and sat down next to Daisuke, wrenching the knife out of his hand. He coughed and began.
"I went out today and got a job. A job with computers."
"I don't see-"
"Just, let me finish. Well, when your mother was alive, I thought that I wouldn't be able to function without her, and, apparently, it came true. But, there was a little part of me that was still alive. It was like; I was seeing out a closed cavern and couldn't speak.
"So, really, I was watching you coming home being beat up and blood all over your face. I remember, when your mother told me she was pregnant with you, I thought to myself, 'I won't let him be weak. I'll teach him everything about being a man.' Like most fathers, I thought of the father- son things we could do together.
"However, she died, and you didn't get to have any training, like me. When I was your age, I was the complete opposite of you: popular, talented, a fighter."
Daisuke grunted, "So?"
He father sighed. "Well, I guess you were what made me get back on my feet. Last week, when I saw you happy for the first time, I guess I became whole again.
"So, Daisuke, I'm just saying, are you just going to kill yourself and cause more suffering? You'll be just like that bully who terrorizes you, cause more suffering to people by killing yourself. You're basically saying we're not important for you. Or, are you going to grin it and bear it? Are you going to live with it and make everybody happy?"
His father's words hit him hard. Daisuke lowered his head to the ground, biting his lip to keep tears back. He didn't want to cause suffering now to functioning father, or to Hikari Yagami, the rebel. NO, he didn't want Takeru or Ken either to think it was their fault and not be go on to their dreams. Ken had a future of football in front of him, and Takeru was to be a basketball star.
He soon couldn't hold back the tears. The warm liquids began to flow down his cheeks. His father leaned over and hugged him. For about 5 minutes, they just sat there, both males, hugging each other, finally together.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~One Day Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hikari smiled slightly, finally finishing the lyrics of her second song. She set her notebook down and walked over to her bed, lying on top of it.
Gato walked up next to her, curling against her long, smooth hip. The Japanese girl brought her hand up and began to stroke the cat's luxurious white fur, as Gato purred contently.
As she petted Gato, Hikari couldn't help but think of Daisuke. Frowning slightly, she reached over to the phone next her bed, dialing his number. As it began to ring, she put the phone next to her right ear, waiting patiently for the click.
Suddenly, it came, and Daisuke's voice up. "Hello, Motomiya residence, Daisuke speaking."
She smiled, and began to wrapped the phone's cord around her finger. "Hey, Dai, it's me, Hikari."
"Oh hey!" his voice soon became cheerful and pleasant from the dull, proper tone that he answered in.
"Hi, I was just wondering, do ya wanna do something today?"
"Well, yeah, sorry no. I can't. I have this thing to do with my dad," he explained. Hikari was a little stunned. From what she heard from him, his father hardly moved except to get a beer.
"Oh. Ok, that's fine. Well, maybe tomorrow?"
"You know, ironically, I was just going to call YOU and ask if you wanna do something tomorrow!"
Hikari laughed, cheerfully responding, "Well, they were right when they said, 'great minds think alike'!"
He laughed, "Apparently!"
She smiled and chatted, "Well, what do you want to do?"
"Well, do you think you can meet me at the mall tomorrow at 11:00 a.m. in the food court? We'll spend the whole day together!"
Hikari smiled. "Sure! I would love that!"
"So, see ya tomorrow!"
"Ok, bye!" Both hung up, Hikari feeling unusually bouncy inside. She had never felt this way before.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Next day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Daisuke swirled his French fry (AU: I refuse to call it "Freedom Fry!") into the ketchup, inserting it into his mouth and began to chew. He swallowed, and stared at Hikari eat the last of their fries. Sure, maybe he had to spend about $20 bucks on lunch, but it was worth it.
She smiled back at him and said, "You know, for a fast-food lunch, that was a little romantic."
He grinned back, and replied, "How? Was it the part about it being expensive?"
She laughed, and retorted back, "Well, yeah. But, for a good cause!"
Both laughed, and packed up their stuff, stuffing their trash into the can and went on. As they finally got out of the mall, Daisuke grabbed his bag off his shoulder and put it in front of him, snatching a football out of it. He grinned evilly, as Hikari groaned mockingly.
"Great. Football," she said dramatically to make it sound horrible.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Football Field~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Even Daisuke had to admit, Hikari was pretty bad at football. For once, he was better at something than she was. Not only did he score 10 goals, he blocked all of hers.
He sighed, and turned to the left, paling when he saw: Stephan and Lani. Both were laughing at Hikari's mistakes. 'Jesus Christ, how long have they been here?' he thought darkly, narrowing his brown eyes.
Hikari looked up, finally hearing their laughter, and began to grind her teeth. She soon stomped away from the field towards the couple. Immediately, both stopped laughing, glaring at her.
"Well, apparently you do have a weakness! Shame isn't it? I thought your people were pros at this! Guess not, huh?" Lani taunted, as Hikari's began to close into tight fists.
Stephen laughed, and said, "Hell, I bet even a 4 year-old could beat you!" Suddenly, the football Hikari and Daisuke were playing with contacted with his forehead, a red bruise soon forming over.
Now, it was the brown-haired girl's turn to laugh. She covered her mouth with her thin hand and began to chuckle into it. "Well, I guess I was wrong. You have an attention span of even less than 1 second."
Both blondes began to tremble with fury. Lani took a step over, yet a voice called out, "Hey!"
All four people looked up to see Mr. Rosen glaring at the two popular kids. Lani scowled darkly, and looked up at Hikari, who also turned her face away from their math teacher to meet her eyes. "We'll get you for this next time, bitch. Better watch out!" And with that, both stormed off..
Daisuke smiled weakly, and he looked up at Mr. Rosen, who winked back at him. He, too, left with a small wave, which to the two returned back.
"Well, gotta admit, being the teacher's pet does have its advantages."
Daisuke laughed, then both walked away from the field also, as it neared 2:00 p.m.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Book Store~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hikari flipped through the pages of a "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" book lazily, placing it back on its shelf. She walked further down, her eyes caught on a book that said: "Signs, Symbols, and Omens". She grabbed it, flipping through it too, however slower.
Daisuke came up behind her, peering over her shoulder. "Hey, I didn't know you were interested in Wicca!"
"Neither did I."
Both exchanged a smile, and walked over to the cash register.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Daisuke's House (5 hours later)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ok, so ready to meet my father?"
"Sure, I guess."
Both were standing in front of Daisuke's apartment door. Daisuke reached over and twisted the knob, opening it for both of them to go in. He allowed her to go first, following after her.
His father perked up at the door soft slam. He stood up and walked over to see Hikari and Daisuke in the doorway. He walked over and smiled pleasantly. "HI, I'm Mr. Motomiya. You must be Hikari Yagami."
"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you sir," she replied back politely.
Daisuke cleared his throat, and said, "Um, Dad, I'll come back. I just need a few words with Hikari."
He nodded, and both children walked out again.
Hikari leaned against the railing of the stairs that led up to his floor, crossing her arms across her chest. "So, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Daisuke rubbed the back of his neck, his left hand digging into his jacket pocket. "Um, well. I guess I just wanted to say, thank you."
"Really? For what?"
"Well, if it wasn't for you, I suppose I wouldn't be living right now." He looked into her ruby red eyes, and decided not to tell her he tried to commit suicide. No, he couldn't bear to see a dark look come into those beautiful eyes of hers. "I guess, thanks for everything. Here," he said, finally removing his hand and pulling out a small case. He had gone over to the mall before their date, buying her a present. He handed it to her, holding his breath.
She took it, opening it slowly, and gasped at the contents it held. She held it up, watching it glimmer slightly in the setting sun. "Oh, it's beautiful!"
What she held was a small necklace with a small circle dangling on it. In the circle, eight thin diamonds where pointing in all directions, all of them topazes. In the middle a small symbol that looked like the sun glimmer brightly too, though it was made of sapphires.
Daisuke smiled, now satisfied he had done the right thing. He would probably not trade this moment for anything else right now; the way her ruby-red eyes sparkled with amazement and her small, sweet smile coming onto her face was just more than a million dollars.
What happened next made him think, 'Thank you, Dad.' For, she wrapped her hands around his neck, both in a tight hug. Soon, both began to lock lips, a silent moment upon them. For something to break this moment was just a horrible sin itself.
Both finally tore away, as Hikari began to snap the necklace around her neck. As the circle dangled, both symbols began to glow together in harmony.
She smiled, and said in a weak voice that sounded like an angel's voice, "Thank you Daisuke."
With that, she walked to the elevator, pressing the lobby button and waving, small tears coming into her eyes. Even Daisuke could feel a smile of glee come onto his face. "No, thank you."
'And you too, Dad. Thanks for stopping me. Thanks for letting me see this angel glow with that small deed I did.'
Finally, as the elevator close, he sighed, and leaned against his door for 2 minutes. He brought his hand to his forehead, wiping it with his sleeve. With a small chuckle, he straightened up and opened his door again, walking in for a good night's rest.
Only two more months until the 9th grade prom. Only two more months to await the visit of the college students. Only two more months, until he finished the 9th grade finally.
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Daisuke slammed the door of his apartment, now pissed off at everybody. Mostly, however, he was pissed off at himself. He despised himself for being so weak, for being a wimp, a loser.
He didn't bother to go to the bathroom this time. He ran straight into his room, blood dripping where he stepped.
He didn't even realize his father was not home.
In his room, he closed his door, turning around and sitting down with his back leaning against the door. He placed his head in his hands, as his body shook uncontrollably.
After a few minutes, he stood up and walked to his small drawer. He opened it slowly, placing a trembling hand into it and pulling out a knife. He walked back to his bed with it, sitting on his bed and placed the cold steel on his wrist. He took four deep breathes. He was going to do it. He was going to commit suicide. Nobody would miss him. Nobody would care.
He tilted his head up to his white ceiling, biting his lip. He removed the knife from his wrist and held the point over his heart. He was prepared to drive it into his heart, until his door opened with his father standing in the doorway.
For about 5 seconds, both males stood there. Daisuke with the knife pointed to his heart and his father standing at the doorway, for the first time with a look, that belonged to most parents, of concern.
Daisuke didn't even recognize him. His father used to have a beard growing, yet now, his face was clean and shaven. And he didn't have his shirt with beer stains on it. He was wearing a sleeveless white shirt under a Hawaiian T-shirt that was opened. Rather, except for his beer belly, he actually looked pretty nice.
His father started to walk towards him cautiously. Daisuke stopped him, snarling darkly, "What do you want?"
His father gulped, and began to talk casually. "I just, want to talk."
He was not impressed. The brown haired boy suddenly laughed mirthlessly, which didn't sound like him at all. "Oh really? Well, why do you want to talk to me now?"
His father was soon standing in front of him, scratching his head. "Look, Dai, I know I wasn't the best parent or even one at all. But, all I want is just to talk. So, put down the knife and just listen to me."
He sighed, and sat down next to Daisuke, wrenching the knife out of his hand. He coughed and began.
"I went out today and got a job. A job with computers."
"I don't see-"
"Just, let me finish. Well, when your mother was alive, I thought that I wouldn't be able to function without her, and, apparently, it came true. But, there was a little part of me that was still alive. It was like; I was seeing out a closed cavern and couldn't speak.
"So, really, I was watching you coming home being beat up and blood all over your face. I remember, when your mother told me she was pregnant with you, I thought to myself, 'I won't let him be weak. I'll teach him everything about being a man.' Like most fathers, I thought of the father- son things we could do together.
"However, she died, and you didn't get to have any training, like me. When I was your age, I was the complete opposite of you: popular, talented, a fighter."
Daisuke grunted, "So?"
He father sighed. "Well, I guess you were what made me get back on my feet. Last week, when I saw you happy for the first time, I guess I became whole again.
"So, Daisuke, I'm just saying, are you just going to kill yourself and cause more suffering? You'll be just like that bully who terrorizes you, cause more suffering to people by killing yourself. You're basically saying we're not important for you. Or, are you going to grin it and bear it? Are you going to live with it and make everybody happy?"
His father's words hit him hard. Daisuke lowered his head to the ground, biting his lip to keep tears back. He didn't want to cause suffering now to functioning father, or to Hikari Yagami, the rebel. NO, he didn't want Takeru or Ken either to think it was their fault and not be go on to their dreams. Ken had a future of football in front of him, and Takeru was to be a basketball star.
He soon couldn't hold back the tears. The warm liquids began to flow down his cheeks. His father leaned over and hugged him. For about 5 minutes, they just sat there, both males, hugging each other, finally together.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~One Day Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hikari smiled slightly, finally finishing the lyrics of her second song. She set her notebook down and walked over to her bed, lying on top of it.
Gato walked up next to her, curling against her long, smooth hip. The Japanese girl brought her hand up and began to stroke the cat's luxurious white fur, as Gato purred contently.
As she petted Gato, Hikari couldn't help but think of Daisuke. Frowning slightly, she reached over to the phone next her bed, dialing his number. As it began to ring, she put the phone next to her right ear, waiting patiently for the click.
Suddenly, it came, and Daisuke's voice up. "Hello, Motomiya residence, Daisuke speaking."
She smiled, and began to wrapped the phone's cord around her finger. "Hey, Dai, it's me, Hikari."
"Oh hey!" his voice soon became cheerful and pleasant from the dull, proper tone that he answered in.
"Hi, I was just wondering, do ya wanna do something today?"
"Well, yeah, sorry no. I can't. I have this thing to do with my dad," he explained. Hikari was a little stunned. From what she heard from him, his father hardly moved except to get a beer.
"Oh. Ok, that's fine. Well, maybe tomorrow?"
"You know, ironically, I was just going to call YOU and ask if you wanna do something tomorrow!"
Hikari laughed, cheerfully responding, "Well, they were right when they said, 'great minds think alike'!"
He laughed, "Apparently!"
She smiled and chatted, "Well, what do you want to do?"
"Well, do you think you can meet me at the mall tomorrow at 11:00 a.m. in the food court? We'll spend the whole day together!"
Hikari smiled. "Sure! I would love that!"
"So, see ya tomorrow!"
"Ok, bye!" Both hung up, Hikari feeling unusually bouncy inside. She had never felt this way before.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Next day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Daisuke swirled his French fry (AU: I refuse to call it "Freedom Fry!") into the ketchup, inserting it into his mouth and began to chew. He swallowed, and stared at Hikari eat the last of their fries. Sure, maybe he had to spend about $20 bucks on lunch, but it was worth it.
She smiled back at him and said, "You know, for a fast-food lunch, that was a little romantic."
He grinned back, and replied, "How? Was it the part about it being expensive?"
She laughed, and retorted back, "Well, yeah. But, for a good cause!"
Both laughed, and packed up their stuff, stuffing their trash into the can and went on. As they finally got out of the mall, Daisuke grabbed his bag off his shoulder and put it in front of him, snatching a football out of it. He grinned evilly, as Hikari groaned mockingly.
"Great. Football," she said dramatically to make it sound horrible.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Football Field~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Even Daisuke had to admit, Hikari was pretty bad at football. For once, he was better at something than she was. Not only did he score 10 goals, he blocked all of hers.
He sighed, and turned to the left, paling when he saw: Stephan and Lani. Both were laughing at Hikari's mistakes. 'Jesus Christ, how long have they been here?' he thought darkly, narrowing his brown eyes.
Hikari looked up, finally hearing their laughter, and began to grind her teeth. She soon stomped away from the field towards the couple. Immediately, both stopped laughing, glaring at her.
"Well, apparently you do have a weakness! Shame isn't it? I thought your people were pros at this! Guess not, huh?" Lani taunted, as Hikari's began to close into tight fists.
Stephen laughed, and said, "Hell, I bet even a 4 year-old could beat you!" Suddenly, the football Hikari and Daisuke were playing with contacted with his forehead, a red bruise soon forming over.
Now, it was the brown-haired girl's turn to laugh. She covered her mouth with her thin hand and began to chuckle into it. "Well, I guess I was wrong. You have an attention span of even less than 1 second."
Both blondes began to tremble with fury. Lani took a step over, yet a voice called out, "Hey!"
All four people looked up to see Mr. Rosen glaring at the two popular kids. Lani scowled darkly, and looked up at Hikari, who also turned her face away from their math teacher to meet her eyes. "We'll get you for this next time, bitch. Better watch out!" And with that, both stormed off..
Daisuke smiled weakly, and he looked up at Mr. Rosen, who winked back at him. He, too, left with a small wave, which to the two returned back.
"Well, gotta admit, being the teacher's pet does have its advantages."
Daisuke laughed, then both walked away from the field also, as it neared 2:00 p.m.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Book Store~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hikari flipped through the pages of a "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" book lazily, placing it back on its shelf. She walked further down, her eyes caught on a book that said: "Signs, Symbols, and Omens". She grabbed it, flipping through it too, however slower.
Daisuke came up behind her, peering over her shoulder. "Hey, I didn't know you were interested in Wicca!"
"Neither did I."
Both exchanged a smile, and walked over to the cash register.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Daisuke's House (5 hours later)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ok, so ready to meet my father?"
"Sure, I guess."
Both were standing in front of Daisuke's apartment door. Daisuke reached over and twisted the knob, opening it for both of them to go in. He allowed her to go first, following after her.
His father perked up at the door soft slam. He stood up and walked over to see Hikari and Daisuke in the doorway. He walked over and smiled pleasantly. "HI, I'm Mr. Motomiya. You must be Hikari Yagami."
"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you sir," she replied back politely.
Daisuke cleared his throat, and said, "Um, Dad, I'll come back. I just need a few words with Hikari."
He nodded, and both children walked out again.
Hikari leaned against the railing of the stairs that led up to his floor, crossing her arms across her chest. "So, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Daisuke rubbed the back of his neck, his left hand digging into his jacket pocket. "Um, well. I guess I just wanted to say, thank you."
"Really? For what?"
"Well, if it wasn't for you, I suppose I wouldn't be living right now." He looked into her ruby red eyes, and decided not to tell her he tried to commit suicide. No, he couldn't bear to see a dark look come into those beautiful eyes of hers. "I guess, thanks for everything. Here," he said, finally removing his hand and pulling out a small case. He had gone over to the mall before their date, buying her a present. He handed it to her, holding his breath.
She took it, opening it slowly, and gasped at the contents it held. She held it up, watching it glimmer slightly in the setting sun. "Oh, it's beautiful!"
What she held was a small necklace with a small circle dangling on it. In the circle, eight thin diamonds where pointing in all directions, all of them topazes. In the middle a small symbol that looked like the sun glimmer brightly too, though it was made of sapphires.
Daisuke smiled, now satisfied he had done the right thing. He would probably not trade this moment for anything else right now; the way her ruby-red eyes sparkled with amazement and her small, sweet smile coming onto her face was just more than a million dollars.
What happened next made him think, 'Thank you, Dad.' For, she wrapped her hands around his neck, both in a tight hug. Soon, both began to lock lips, a silent moment upon them. For something to break this moment was just a horrible sin itself.
Both finally tore away, as Hikari began to snap the necklace around her neck. As the circle dangled, both symbols began to glow together in harmony.
She smiled, and said in a weak voice that sounded like an angel's voice, "Thank you Daisuke."
With that, she walked to the elevator, pressing the lobby button and waving, small tears coming into her eyes. Even Daisuke could feel a smile of glee come onto his face. "No, thank you."
'And you too, Dad. Thanks for stopping me. Thanks for letting me see this angel glow with that small deed I did.'
Finally, as the elevator close, he sighed, and leaned against his door for 2 minutes. He brought his hand to his forehead, wiping it with his sleeve. With a small chuckle, he straightened up and opened his door again, walking in for a good night's rest.
Only two more months until the 9th grade prom. Only two more months to await the visit of the college students. Only two more months, until he finished the 9th grade finally.
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Sorry! Reviews next chapter, which will be the end of this story! I know. Sorry.