Authors Note: The name of this chapter? This is not a song fic; if it was, I probably would have magically got down syndrome and the grim reaper would have moved from Mars, back to the Earth, and right in the middle of Iraq to assassinate the president for the heck of it. Why? Because I am the author and I said so, no more questions. Why am I being so aggressive? It just so happens I was trying to piss you off. See? I can sense the PMS has conquered, it happens to be my sixth sense, so I will get on to this story; this is not a Fruits Basket chapter. Why? Because it just so happens that Miki doesn't like any of the beautiful men from Fruits Basket, she likes Takeshi Saehara from DN Angel. What's so wrong with that? Nothing. So get over it and I'll stop wasting your time.

The Disclaimer: No, I don't own this. Sad, yes? I was so determined to own DNAngel... -sniff- No, I'm kidding. If I wasted all of my time on anime or manga, I think I would have committed a violent suicide by now. Anyway, that one girl who makes DNAngel owns it... Yukiru... Yukiru whatsherheck, I really can't remember her name. I think it starts with a S, though. Kind of like... Yugoslavia. Except, that starts with a Y... Okay, I have absolutely no idea what I am saying. XDDDD Kids, don't write like me... I'm crazy.

"Here's to the Night"

TAKESHIxOOC (MIKI-KUNESS!)

Creation: Hikari Yamamoto

Rated: Errrr... How about PG? For some... Bloody, stuff. XD

LINE! ALMIGHTY LINE OF /DOOM! Okay, ignore that. XD That was just to confuse you, to make you think that it was the beginning. Did you actually believe that was the story? Wow, it's like we need to come up with a new word to properly plumb the depths of lame.

Everything that happened cut through her like a switchblade...

Him.

Why must she think of such a moron like him? He was a pretty man with a purity of ignorance and insanity.

Him.

It was hard not to think of him; he left her desolate feelings that gave her puzzled features that left her dumbfound. She had absolutely no idea why, he just left her a absolute feeling of distress.

Him.

His name ran through her mind... Like someone was stalking her and whispering the same empty and ignorant name in her mind.

Takeshi Saehara.

It's not her fault about what happened to him... No, it's not. His fault for being an idiot and almost dying. That was not her fault he was born with a stitch of supreme stupidity.

Him.

Maybe it was the stupidity that drew her to him? She didn't know what to think, was it possible that everything that had happened with him just drew her more, and more... weak? Weak that it was possible that she was growing... depressed?

Him.

Ha, that was funny. His stupid face always giving her that irresistible grin (A/N: Oh, jeez... Gag me with a spoon, why don't you? I have bad word choice. 3) that she couldn't find to describe. She hated that grin, because it meant that he was just drawing himself more, and more to her. And that just got her thinking of the fool...

Him.

Everything he did made her frown. She didn't want him to know she was drawn to him like a magnet... Everything he did amused her, actually. Because he was trying to show her his actually feelings for her. But yet again, that also amused her. Malevolent feelings of him always poisoned her mind when these things happened.

Who was she kidding? She was addicted to this man. His face just gave her a solid feeling in her stomach and amused her greatly. She didn't care what others thought, or what her friends thought. She loved Takeshi Saehara... Even if he was an idiot.

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Authors Note// OH MY GOSH! THAT WAS FREAKING /GAY! XDDDDD XDDDDDDD XDDDDDDDDDD I'm sorry Squirreli, must have embarrassed you. Unfortunately, if I would have made it humorous it would have left out the angst to it, and I am no good at funny things anyway. I am just pathetic, like that story. \\