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Daisuke glanced down at the ground from the ferris wheel car he was in, and
went wide eyed when he saw Ken and Takeru board another car. What are
they doing together? Since when are they even friends? Damn it, Daisuke you're
jumping to conclusions. Takeru's probably just explaining what happened so
Ken can tell me later. I'm sure of it. He slammed his fist against the
wireframe door of the car. So why am I so damn worried? He sighed and
tilted his head skyward, trying to clear his mind. But instead of clearing
his mind, he found himself shifting his gaze to the car that Ken and Takeru
were in. He noticed Takeru leaning in on Ken a little too much, and frowned,
glaring at Takeru. Why should I care though? I know Takeru isn't..well,
gay. But I still feel a little..jealous. And unneeded. Like I always have.
Even though I know in my heart that Ken would never do anything to hurt me,
even as just a friend. I'm one of the few cherishable things he's ever had
in this world. I was his first..friend..I guess I never realized how much
he meant to me until now. His scowl deepened when he saw Takeru and Ken
looking at each other as if they were going to kiss. As much as he wanted
to call out to them, he couldn't. He knew it wasn't right. His expression
softened when Takeru's eyes looked away from Ken's and downward; he was doing
everything in his power to keep from crying. Daisuke had seen him do this
many times, and was quite familiar with it. He decided not to watch them
again, because he all it would do would be to upset him further.
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"I'm sorry.."
"Takeru," Ken grasped Takeru by the shoulders, a kind smile on his face.
"I think daisuke needs to know about this dream. He'll understand."
"How do you know that?!"
"I just do. Don't question me about how. I just do," Ken replied softly, looking
Takeru directly in the eye. "He will."
Takeru Looked away from Ken's warm eyes, and downward, hoping he didn't start
crying. Ken slid his hands down Takeru's back until he had him in a full
embrace. Takeru didn't try to pull away, mostly because he didn't have the
energy to do so. He let himself sink into Ken, feeling a sense of warmth
he had never felt from the other boy before. He closed his eyes and lost
himself in Ken's arms. He wasn't quite sure what he was doing, but he knew
that it was wrong. He was snapped back into reality when Ken let go, a concerned
look interrupting his features.
"Takeru? Are you Ok?"
"...No..."
"Maybe we should stay up here a bit longer."
Takeru nodded weakly. He sat up and leaned on the side of the car opposite
of Ken. trying to figure out what had just happened.
"Let me tell you something," Ken leaned back against the car's cusioned back,
folding his arms behind his head. "This may sound a little drastic, as far
as why I did this."
"Hmm? Did what?"
"Well you know how I didn't have much contact with Daisuke in the last year?"
"Yeah."
"Well, It was sort of because of a similar problem I was having with him.
I couldn't get him off my mind. At first I didn't think anything of it, but
after awhile it started to really get to me. I tried to reason with myself
that it was because I hadn't had a friend like him before, and that my heart
didn't know how to react. But deep down, I knew that wasn't right. So I decided
to keep my distance form him for awhile. I don't think any real harm was
done though. You and he got to become great friends, which is a good thing.
And I found a friend in Miyako."
"Ken," Takeru laughed a bit. "I think..I can deal with him. I just have to
figure out what to say."
"If you need any advice, come to me. Don't do anything until you're absolutely
sure. Alright?"
"Alright," Takeru nodded in agreement. "Hika-chan's gonna be way harder."
"I bet."
"You have no idea," Takeru looked away again, feeling his eyes sting. "Sometimes
I honestly wonder what any of the many guys interested in her see."
"I must agree with you there."
"For God's sake Ken, you're prettier than her!"
Ken laughed. "Hey want to get off now?"
"Yeah."
The ferris wheel was just coming to the bottom, as they decided. They got
off and walked towards the front gate of the carnival. Takeru was the first
to speak.
"Thanks again."
"It was my pleasure."
"You're too polite, you know that?"
"Yeah," He laughed slightly. "Hey, I have an idea. It's gonna sound really
bizarre, but it might make you less confused," Ken stated, leading Takeru
to a spot where they wouldn't be seen by anyone.
"Huh? Wh-what are you doing?"
"I'm going to kiss you," Ken replied nervously. "If you like it..then I don't
know what to tell you. But if you don't, then you have no reason to let this
Daisuke eat you up!"
"If..you say-"
Ken didn't let him finish before pressing his lips against Takeru's. Takeru
pulled away almost instantly, but not before Ken felt him press back ever
so slightly.
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Daisuke could not believe what he was seeing. Ken kissing Takeru. His Ken.
He gripped the metal wire of the ferris wheel's side, as he saw them kiss
a second time. He was furious. Before he could get anymore mad, he had come
to the bottom, and the operator was asking for another ticket. Daisuke reached
down into his pocket and found nothing. He had to get off the ferris wheel
now. He trudged away from the ride, sulking like a two year old who just
got his sucker stolen by an older sibling. By the time he got to where Ken
and Takeru had been, they were gone. He sighed and leaned against the wall
that Ken had pressed Takeru up against when they had locked lips. He kicked
at the ground for a few minutes before deciding to go home. He knew Takeru
had been expecting him to be back at his place, he couldn't look at Takeru
after what he had just seen.
"Daisuke!!"
"Hikari?"
"Hey," She ran up to him, trying to catch her breath. "What are you still
doing here?"
"Absolutely nothing."
"Same..here."
"I just saw something I'll never forget."
"Oh? Did it involved Takeru and Ken?"
"Um, yeah!"
"That little..why didn't he just tell me he was gay?"
"Because he's not!"
"But I just saw them-"
"I don't know what the hell they were doing," Daisuke looked away from her
icy glare. "But he's not gay...I am."
"You?"
Daisuke nodded.
"Oh Daisuke," her expression softened into something kinder. "Thats why you
weren't at Takeru's. You and Ken?"
"Yeah, although I think its not quite so simple now."
"I'll say," She cupped his chin in her hand and turned his head to to face
her own. "I'll talk to Takeru, Ok?"
Daisuke blinked. "Um, sure.."
"Don't you worry about a thing!" She ran out the gates and into the night.
"Um...thanks.." He replied into the empty air in front of him.
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A/N: I can't think of anyway of making this chapter longer without making
it too long. *sweatdrops* forgive me! There may or may not be much Taito
for now. I need to figure out what I can have them do. Maybe they can become
a story of their own.