A/N: Hey ya'll! I decided to make this into a bunch of random little Hayner/Fuu one-shots, all about how they're too scared to admit how they feel. I hope you'll continue reading them. Please review!


"I love you,"

I whispered that last night didn't I? Right before I went to bed. Well, it's the truth.

And then I had a dream about you…about the two of us last night. We were walking down Market Street hand in hand. You had on your usual outfit and I had mine on, except my hair was clipped to the side. The stars were shining brightly above us when you had tugged me to a stop. I knew you were about to kiss me.

But then I hear, "Maybe she's dead y'know?"

I opened my eyes and saw Seifer and Rai above me, while Vivi stood by the door, and sighed. I was hoping it wasn't a dream, though I knew it had to be. How could you love someone like me? The follower; the quiet one; the one who's eye is always covered up. We were supposed to be enemies, so why do I feel this way towards you?

"What?" I asked as I sat up.

"We were supposed to meet at the Sandlot at noon." Seifer told me.

"And it's almost one y'know?" Rai informed me.

It was? I looked at my clock. Sure enough, it was. I rolled out of bed and went to my closet. Then I pointed at the door. They obviously got the hint because they all left, but I knew they'd be waiting outside the door, so I put on my usual outfit and brushed my hair, making sure it covered my eye, and we left.

As we walked to the Sandlot, Seifer and Rai were talking about the usual stuff while Vivi listened closely. I wasn't really paying attention. My mind kept drifting back to the dream.

When we finally reached the Sandlot, he was there with his friends. I couldn't believe it. We made eye contact and I had to look away, forcing the blush down that threatened to creep across my cheeks. Then I remembered, Seifer and him were supposed to fight today.

"We started thinking you weren't going to show up," he said, his Struggle Bat over one shoulder. He looked so good standing like that. He looked my way again and again we made eye contact. He looked away first this time.

"Ready to lose?" Seifer asked as he got his Struggle Bat and took his battle stance.

"Who are you going to be cheering for?"

I turned and saw Olette standing next to me.

"Neither," I replied as they started fighting, though in my mind, I was cheering for him.

"Not even for Hayner?" she asked, a smile on her face.

I looked over at her, still fighting the blush down.

"What?"

"Him too," she said, before she turned from me and started cheering for her friend.

Him, too? What did she mean by that?

Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter. He would never like someone like me. The one with the hair covering one eye; the quiet one; the follower…

The one in love with a boy that could never love me back.

A smart girl knows not to fall for a boy that won't catch her. But I think we all know that I'm not the smartest girl in town.