Cechan's got me writing a song-fic. ; Hee hee. I think it's okay… but really confusing and not very well put together. And that's if you've already read I's, to someone who hasn't read it I'm sure to hear some, "dubul-yoo tee effs?" Please, constructive criticism!

PS: Take on me is the song. Why? Because I'm an obsessed a-ha fangirl. Take on me – I's kind of go together… . erm. Righto.

We're talking away

Ichitaka smiled sweetly to Iori. He gave a stifled laugh and rubbed the back of his head. There was an awkward silence that followed.
I don't know what

Come on Ichitaka! He said to himself, You haven't been able to talk to her for at least a month now…
I'm to say I'll say it anyway

"Iori?" Ichitaka asked.

"Yes?" She answered innocently.

Just tell her the truth…
Today's another day to find you

"That day I was talking to Jun… I—I didn't mean any of it… You mean so much to me." Ichitaka said softly.
Shying away

Iori backed away. "Ichitaka…" She blushed. Ichitaka smiled. "Why are you such a jerk…" She looked down and ran away.
I'll be coming for your love, OK?
Ichitaka stared blankly as her tender body disappeared down the hallway. What?


Take on me, (take on me)

"Iori! Wait!" Ichitaka ran after her. I'm not losing you again.

Take me on (take on me)

I've given up so much for you. He thought, Itsuki… He shook his head, But in the end I always come back with you… everyone wants me to be with you!


I'll be gone

Itsuki got off the plane. Damn… I didn't expect to be here again… She thought, But I can't face my parents…
In a day or two
I wonder how Ichitaka is doing? Itsuki looked out the terminal window; a plane was taking off. Her eyes closed and Ichitaka's smiling face appeared. None of those smiles were for me…
So needless to say

"Iori!" Ichitaka's dynamic steps easily caught up with Iori's spastic ones.
I'm odds and ends

Iori looked up at Ichitaka. Her face was covered in tears. "Iori! What's wrong!" He said getting close to her.

"No stay back…" She breathed.
But that's me stumbling away

"Why do you have to be so mean to me Ichitaka…" Her face was turned away from his.
Slowly learning that life is OK.

"Iori… I didn't mean to be mean… I wanted to apologize." He said confused, "I was being stupid… I only said it because I didn't want Jun to know how I felt."
Say after me

"Please…"She pleaded, "Stop."
It's no better to be safe than sorry

"…" Ichitaka's face drained of all emotion. He looked down. "Okay."

Take on me, (take on me)

Take me on (take on me)
I'll be gone
In a day or two

Oh the things that you say

Ichitaka's next class had Iori in it. She sat there completely apathetic. What is her problem… His eyebrows where raised, he looked at her with the utmost sympathy his face could display.
Is it life or

"Ichitaka!"Nami whisperedbehind him. He turned around. "What?"
Just a play my worries away

"Why do you keep taking advantage of Iori's emotions!"
You're all the things I've got to
remember

"What?" His face softened.
You're shying away

"You're cruel! Just because she likes you… it doesn't mean you have to torment her."
I'll be coming for you anyway

"She likes me?" Ichitaka's face lightened dramatically. His face looked as if it would've floated into the sky if not attached to his head. Nami raised a brow. "You didn't know?"

"No! I think I understand now…"

Take on me, (take on me)

"Iori!" Ichitaka slid out of the classroom. Iori turned around meekly, as if looking at him caused pain. "I didn't know… that you liked me." He said. She blushed and glared at the same time.

Take me on

"I like you, Iori." He said. "I have since before we started team I's."
I'll be gone

Iori's face was unfaltering. It held the same expression.
In a day or two

"You're a—" Iori was interrupted by a hug. Ichitaka's face still held determination. "Let me explain." He said.

Iori's face softened a little. She began to tremble as her dainty hand lovingly squeezed his arm.