Holding Back

by Daikeru Insanity

Takeru and Yamato move to Odaiba for their Dads' job. Takeru meets Daisuke and as their friendship grows, Takeru begins to feel strange feelings, but there is something holding back what could be a beautiful relationship - what could it be? Boy x boy

2. A New Beginning

Holding Back by Daikeru Insanity

So here we are again, the second (first) chapter of my first fic! Yay!

Yaoi, boy x boy, blah blah blah, don't like? Don't read!

Thanks to the people who reviewed and favourited already, despite the fact that nothing has happened xD

This chapter is pretty much dedicated to...well they'll figure it out, I hope (doesn't help that we have the same name) xD

Disclaimer: Oh yeah, I got contacted and it was decided that since I'm such an amazing writer, I will now get to own Digimon!...Ok yeah, I still don't own Digimon or anything related to it – T.K. will be mine one day though!

And yes, I know I'll probably be going mad with small tense shifts but gimme some slack, it works (I hope) xD

Read & Review please :) Constructive criticism encouraged!

Just did MAJOR punctuation edit so hopefully it's all good now :D

On with the fic!

Chapter 1

'A New Beginning'

(Takeru's POV)

"Welcome to your new life in Odaiba, boys!"

'Well erm...wow!'. Yep, that's about all I could muster up at that point. Our new home had taken me completely by surprise! The house wasn't 'huge', and our old apartment wasn't exactly 'small', but there was a significant enough size difference to impress the three of us.

The house had an impressive four bedrooms, with three upstairs (One would be mine, one would be Matt's and the last would be a guest room) and one downstairs (for dad). There were also two large bathrooms, again spanning the two levels of the house, with both possessing walk-in showers, sinks and toilets. The downstairs bathroom also had a bath for use. I was ecstatic that there were two bathrooms because back in Tokushima, if Matt managed to get up before me to use the shower, I wasn't having one that morning...Not if I wanted to get to school before lunch that is.

Our decent sized living-room sported a black leather couch and armchair with a wide-screen TV on the wall facing the seats. 'We've been here what, five minutes and dad already has our old TV fitted?' I let out a small sigh to accompany the thought.

Finally there was our kitchen. It came with a white, tiled floor and held the fridge-freezer in one of the corners, with the microwave and toaster in an opposing corner. Between the two was the oven/grill and a large dining table covered in blue cloth was this final rooms center-piece.

After admiring his job of installing the TV, dad pretty much went straight to bed, taking all his work stuff with him, clearly looking forward to his new promotion tomorrow. 'The man's a workaholic...he'll probably be up till 4am wetting himself over the excitement of his new position'. I chuckled to myself visualizing the scene. Matt and I were left to our own devices, so we decided to satisfy our growing hunger with pizza from a local take-out place since menus were left by the previous owners. After we had eaten and enjoyed our meal, we had each collected our boxed belongings and proceeded to our agreed upon rooms. Matt got the largest since he needs more room for all of his music equipment, or so he says...'The fact that Matt has enough clothes to put most girls to shame obviously has nothing to do with it...'. I'm not really bitter, I just enjoy sarcasm at my brother's expense.

I unpacked everything for school the next day as well as my toiletries (toothbrush/paste, comb, deodorant etc) before collapsing onto my large blue bed (to match my royal blue painted room). 'The rest of my junk can wait...I'm tired, and no one at school will be friendly or chipper enough to come into contact with a sleep deprived Takeru and come out unscathed.'

'No really, It's that bad...'

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'Ugh, why does school have to be so early? If it started at 12 I could actually wake up happy...ish. Wait, why is my face all cold and wet? My hand too...Cream? What the...

Matt. I can hear him laughing right now in his room. He actually used the feather and cream trick? Lame, though I did fall for it. Damn.'

After finally dragging myself out of bed and enjoying a (thanks to Matt) much needed shower, I returned to my room to get dressed and ready. With a towel round my waist still, I examined the clothes I had lain out the night before for my first day of school. A long sleeved yellow and green t-shirt, a pair of green khaki shorts and a pair of green trainers. Perfect. I slipped the towel off, and slipped the clothes on, while I also ensured that my hair was exactly the way I wanted it (though I wasn't as obsessive as Matt of course), the only thought left concerning clothing was 'Hat, or no Hat?' I was pulled out of my life threatening dilemma by the smell of toast from downstairs. I left my room immediately to go eat, hunger rapidly building, before running back in and swiping my item from the bedside table.

'Hat.'

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(Narrator's POV)

As the younger blond sat down to enjoy the jam on toast left for him on the kitchen table, the older one turned his attention away from the toaster to give his little brother a wide smile, whilst trying to act as innocent as possible.

"Good morning, sunshine!" Matt obviously threw in the extra 'chipper' in the hopes of attaining maximum irritation

"Bite me." Mission accomplished. The annoyance was clear in the stern reply given, accompanied with a standard Takeru 'glare of death'.

"You got that glare off me, you know?" His brother questioned rhetorically, with a matter-of-fact tone.

Takeru snorted at that comment before replying. "Get used to it, that was not a fun way to wake up."

"Whatever do you mean?" Matt retorted, putting on the best clueless face he could muster, whilst over dramatizing every syllable.

This morning rally continued for another five minutes while the brothers finished their toast, cleared up and prepared for school. Since Matt was a senior, he could still walk with Takeru for this last year. Their trip was silent other than for Matt telling his brother that their father would be home late from work. Takeru rolled his eyes;

"What else is new?"

After about a ten minute walk, the two teenagers finally approached their new secondary school, 'Odaiba Academy'. The grounds were crowded with students of varying ages, and it was surprising that anyone could even hear themselves think above the noise being produced, much less hear the bell scream at them.

Yet they did, and the sound obviously signaled that first class was starting so the two brothers parted ways just inside the school's main doors.

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(Takeru's POV)

'Crap crap crap! I said goodbye to Matt and went off to my Algebra class, only to realize that I don't actually know where it is! Hold on...room 31? Yes, finally found it!

After two knocks on the door, I enter the room, and of course everyone's staring at me...great. The teacher looks at me with curiosity, obviously not having a clue who I am. Oh yeah, I'm late, maybe that's the reason I'm getting a funny look.

"Sorry I'm late sir, I kinda...got lost." I admit.

"Hmm, and you are..?" He responds, giving me the once over with his eyes.

"Takeru Takashi sir" I bow as I introduce myself.

"Takashi eh?" The man dressed almost completely in corduroy picks up a list from his desk and begins to scan through its contents. "Ah! Here you are, just transferred from Tokushima, am I correct?"

"Yes sir."

"Then welcome to Algebra! My name is Mr Minato, but call me Mr M if you prefer. Please, take a seat." Mr M instructed with a kind smile, as he motioned for me to sit down next to the window near the back. I nodded towards the teacher and took my chair. The lesson began, and I was only half paying attention. Mr M wasn't boring or anything, but I was quite nervous as I looked around the room, wondering what everyone would think about me and curious if I would make any friends here. All the students were listening intently, apart from the boy sitting in front of me, he was slouched with head on hand, staring out the window. He has on a light blue t-shirt with jeans that match in colour, and a pair of blue converse. There is a black leather like jacket over the back of his seat. He's clearly tanned, and with a mass of burgundy, spiked hair atop his head. From this angle, I could just see the colour of his eyes – a chocolatey brown. Though I couldn't place a finger on it, something about this boy was different, intriguing even.

'What am I talking about, I haven't even spoken to the dude!' Hmm, maybe I should listen to myself for once.

Algebra, and my next class, World History went fairly well. I haven't really spoken to anyone, all I got was a couple of 'Welcome's from students as they passed me in class. I did have a brief conversation with this one purple haired girl, Miyako I believe her name was. She was rather hyper-active, and seemed to go on and on about herself (despite the fact that I'm the new, mysterious student). I wasn't complaining though, at least she was friendly towards me. The bell finally rang, telling us all that lunch had finally come, and that we could escape the torture that is World History. I am really not bothered about the German Confederation...

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Ok, lunch time, I just escaped from the death trap that is the queue for food, and I have pizza in hand. Oh great, guess I need to find somewhere to sit eh? I look out across the dining hall and can't help but notice all of the social circles that are already easy to spot: Jocks in the back, popular girls in one of the corners, next to the jocks, musicians over by the window and the dubbed 'geeks' in the center. I couldn't help but chuckle at the oh-so-obvious social divide.

'Wow, all this place needs is for someone to jump on a table in spontaneous song and we can film the next High School Musical...But that doesn't help me find a seat. Hold on, I recognize him from Algebra...'

Sure enough, sitting on his own at a table near the doors, was the burgundy haired boy from Algebra. 'Hmm, that looks like a good a place as any to sit. Go!' My brain stated, egging me on. As I walked over to his table from behind him, I noticed that he was actually on his cell phone at the time, and I could hear clearly what he was saying, despite the noise of the feasting gang of teenagers present.

"...Does that include...um, Archie?" was the first thing I heard the boy say, hesitation in his voice. I shouldn't even be listening to this conversation but I can't help myself – like I thought in Algebra, there's something intriguing about this guy.

"Not a chance in hell." Assertive this time, all previous hesitation gone.

"No I don't...It isn't that easy Dan!" He's becoming noticeably agitated, now I really hope he doesn't catch me listening!

"Hold on, how the hell did you even get my number? I didn't give my new number to anyone when I left!...Akiyama is a dead man. Either way, I'm not going." Tanned hands move through his hair in frustration.

"Look I'm sorry, but it'd just be too hard, talk to you later...Thanks Daniel, bye." He hung up then on 'Daniel', managing to sigh and growl simultaneously. Guess now is my chance to grab a seat...

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(Daisuke's POV)

'Ick. Food in this place sucks, they really need to hire a better cook. And where the hell are those guys? Ah well, I'll just have to entertain myself for now. Hmm, what's that sound?'

*Ring* *Ring* Must be my cell, I pull it from my jeans pocket and examine the caller ID;

"Unknown number? What the hell...Hello?" I query as I answer.

"Long time no speak, superstar!" Oh god, only one person would ever call me superstar...besides my mom, and that's my former soccer team-mate, Daniel. And he's right, must be about what, almost six months now since we last emailed each other? Wow.

"Daniel? To what do I owe this rare honor?" He clearly picked up on my implication as I can hear him chuckling on the other end.

"Okay okay, I get it, we haven't spoken recently, but that's both our faults! Besides, this call fixes that now right?" I can practically hear his grin and one forms on my own face.

"Yeah, I guess so, what's up Dan?" I respond. 'Gotta admit, for trying to block everyone from Tokyo High out, it feels good to hear Daniel's voice again.'

"Not a lot, but I am having a party at my place next month! Everyone from our sophomore year is gonna be there, so I expect you to get your butt over here!" He informs me, giddy as a school girl. For the first split second upon hearing that, I was quite liking the idea. Then my heart sinks as I realize that 'everyone' would imply the one person who I would rather poke my outs than see.

"Erm...by everyone...Does that include...um, Archie?" I can hear the shaking in my voice, and Dan can tell he hasn't successfully avoided this conversation as he sighs into the phone.

"Dai..." That was the only thing he needed to say, I had my answer. Archie would be there, and Dan tried to avoid telling me. Now I'm pissed.

"Not a chance in hell." I say coldly into the mouthpiece, but he doesn't quite get the message that I'm not budging.

"Oh come on, you have to face him sooner or later!"

"No I don't." I sound like a child, but I don't care right now.

"It's been what, two and a half years now Dai? Come to the party, have a few drinks, and try get over that, and him." 'Oh I see, get over it? Just like that? Why didn't I try that in the first place? Silly Daisuke.'

"It isn't that easy Dan!" I'm raising my voice by this point, getting more and more annoyed by his pushing. Then a completely new thought hit me, one which I should have noticed as soon as I heard the word 'superstar'.

"Hold on, how the hell did you even get my number? I didn't give my new number to anyone when I left!" 'Gotcha! Talk your way out of that you annoyi-'

"Oh puh-lease...I knew that even if you severed your ties to the rest of us, you would still maintain your bromance with Ryo." 'Shit. I was so sure that'd get him, but nooooo! Ryo gave him my number? Oh he'll hear about this.'

"Akiyama is a dead man." I should have figured that Dan would go to Ryo for my number, I mean we've practically been brothers ever since he beat me at that Digimon card competition and we struck up our friendship. More than once I was asked if we were 'more than friends'. Haha, that's just ridiculous, I mean he's hot and everything but we're too close for me to even think about him like that! Anyway, before I get too distracted...

Argh, he's chuckling again! 'Why am I still letting this continue?' "Either way, I'm not going." I start to weave my hands through the beautiful locks upon my head – I'm getting really worked up.

"Still? But Dai you-"

"Look, I'm sorry, but it'd just be too hard, I'll talk to you later..." I cut him off, this ends now.

"Hey! Before you go, just remember that, persistent nagging aside, I'm your friend, and always here for you, ok?" That jackass, he calls and gets me all worked up, then I can't even be angry at him for saying something like that!

"Thanks Daniel, bye." Click.

Man, if I didn't think I'd cause a scene I'd scream out in a full flurry of anger, confusion and sorrow. With head buried in arms, I let out a sigh of exasperation, although traces of a growl seemed to accompany it. Hmm, what's that sound coming from the table? Oh, that new kid from Algebra is standing on the other side of the table, what was his name again? 'Who cares? He's pretty hot...' No! Control yourself Dai, we won't have another Archie episode.

"This seat taken?" He asks gently, with a friendly smile. Might as well befriend this new guy, it's scary being alone in a new school after all...

"Oh no, go for it dude!" I return his smile, if only slightly, the previous phone call still on my mind. He takes the seat, and begins to eat his pizza which he brought. Between his bites he makes conversation with me. His bright, clear cerulean eyes are staring directly into my opposing chocolate ones.

"You're in my Algebra class right?"

"Er, I think so, yeah. Takato was it?" I've obviously got that wrong as he begins to chuckle softly.

"Almost, Takeru Takashi." He corrects as he offers a hand across our table. I take it and shake, smiling as I reply.

"Right, that was it! Sorry, I'm Daisuke Motomiya."

"Nice to meet you, so how come you're all on your own too?" He raises an eyebrow quizzically at me and gazes into my eyes, waiting for an answer. 'Ok, let's ignore all my issues for just a moment, cause that was cute.'

I hate myself sometimes...Guess I should answer his question though.

"Oh no I'm just..." 'Wait a sec...that's them, about time!' "Hey guys!"

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(Takeru's POV)

Hmm, I turn my head to see four other teenagers coming to the table. 'These must be Daisuke's friends, he was probably waiting for them and you go and steal one of their seats.' With that thought, I move to get up and leave Daisuke to his friends until he grabs my wrist and lightly pulls me back down. "Don't be ridiculous." He scolds me with his whisper, but let's me know he isn't angry by smiling and quietly laughing to himself for a moment. Daisuke already seems to be showing himself a friendly, kind guy. Maybe sitting here was a good idea. I return his smile genuinely before turning to the approaching students.

One of Daisuke's friends is a rather tall male, with dark purple, almost shoulder length hair and lighter purple eyes. He's wearing a long sleeved gray shirt and trousers to match. His gaze catches mine for a second and he offers me a polite, small smile, which I return as he sits next to me. Then a redheaded girl approaches from behind him and sits next to him. She has a blue hat atop her head, with a red tank top and light blue jeans. The next girl is the hyper, light purple long-haired girl from World History, Miyako. She's wearing a green t-shirt with a brown cardigan over the top, and a pair of dark blue skinny jeans too. I can see the brown in her eyes past her glasses...not that she can even see me. She's deeply engrossed in her conversation with the shorter, brown haired girl standing next to her, dressed almost entirely in pink, apart from yellow shorts. All I heard them say was something about Miyako having an 'absolutely terrific night with my yummy ken-ken!' as she put it...God help Ken, whoever he is. The last two girls sit to the left of Daisuke, who by this point is just groaning at their girl-talk, shoving another spoonful of...something into his mouth. 'Is that meant to be meatloaf? Yuck!'

As well as eating 'death on a plate', he's looking around as if he was expecting someone else.

"Where's Taichi?" Well that explains that.

"Oh, he told me he wasn't coming today. He's showing this really hot new guy around, I think his name was Yamato Ishida?" 'Oh, nice coincidence, both of us found our way to this circle of friends'. I must be chuckling cause I'm getting a look off of Daisuke and the other boy, clearly curious.

"Yamato's my brother." I inform them, instantly clearing their confusion. Now Miyako, the brunette and the redhead are also looking at me but it's Daisuke that decides to clear the confusion this time.

"Allow me to make introductions! Takeru, this is Sora Takenouchi." He waves his hand towards the redhead and we shake hands. "This is Miyako Inoue" We shake, but it's not so formal, having already met. "Next to her is Hikari Kamiya" Another shaking of hands, with smiles exchanged.

"Call me Kari, everyone else does."

"And last but not least, this is Ken Ichijouji." Oh, so this is Miyako's 'Ken-Ken'! I shake his hand lastly, giving him a small smile and nod whilst mentally giving him my condolences. "Guys, this is Takeru Takashi!"

Daisuke looks pleased that our introductions went so smoothly, as everyone is welcoming me and striking up small chat with me. Occasionally glancing to my side, I can see he keeps looking at me with curiosity and..something else undecipherable. 'Maybe he's just trying to figure out what kind of person I am. Yeah that'll be it.'

"But seriously Dai, this Yamato guy was gorgeous! Though I can see looks run in the family" She glances towards me and winks upon her last comment, earning me a deep red tint to my cheeks.

"You would have been drooling, Dai." She continues. 'Yes yes, Matt's hot, everyone thinks that, not that I don't get noticed either...Wait a sec! Did she just say Daisuke would be drooling?' Daisuke obviously picked up on my dumbfounded expression as he helped fill me in.

"Oh yeah, you should probably know, haha, well erm...I'm...kinda bi. I hope that doesn't offend you or anything." He has a slightly worried expression, probably hoping that I don't run screaming. 'Ok, I was not expecting that...He didn't seem different at all from what i've seen so far. I do live in the 21st century, so unlike the bigots out there, I actually accept people who aren't carbon copies of me...'

"Of course not! I'm not gonna judge you on something trivial like sexuality. I was just taken aback by the spontaneity of it. " He's noticeably relieved by this comment and continues;

"Phew! I was scared for a moment that you would be freaked out, but you seem like a pretty easy going guy." With that minor moment of awkwardness now fully dismissed, Daisuke continues his stare of curiosity at me. I was about to begin speaking to ask what's wrong.

It's then that his expression turns to one of confusion. He opens his mouth to speak and I prepare myself for some degree of questioning.

"Wait a sec, you and Yamato are brothers right?" I nod in reply. "Then what's up with the different last names?" Ken must have noticed the slight frown form on my face because he kicks Daisuke under the table.

"Ow! Ken!"

"Please Takeru, ignore the tactless wonder over there." He says apologetically.

"No, it's alright Ken. Well, my parents divorced when my mum was pregnant with me, so when I was born I took her maiden name 'Takashi'. But when she...died, a few years ago, I went to live with my dad and Yamato, whom I call 'Matt'. I was given the choice to become 'Ishida' but this way I can always keep part of her with me." I explain, trying to maintain composure throughout. That story is not something I would usually share with people I just met, but something about these guys, especially Daisuke makes me able to trust them...

The three girls all look like they're about to cry, while Ken puts a hand on my shoulder and forms his own frown. His expression tells me that it's like he completely understands, like he can relate to me. It's comforting actually. Daisuke looks ready to throw himself off of a skyscraper, as he begins to slap his forehead.

"God, I'm an idiot! I didn't even think before I spoke, I'm really sorry Takeru!" He lays a hand on my arm as he apologizes profusely, his eyes laden with guilt. I can't help but regain my smile at the sight, it's kind of cute.

'Cute? No no, that's not what I meant, a-and if I did, then I mean like a little child giving a guilty puppy dog face. Glad that's cleared up...'

"Don't worry, Daisuke. I know you didn't mean to upset me, and you had no idea."

"Thanks man, and call me Dai." His smile returns too and his guilty face disappears as he can see that I really do forgive him.

"Okay then, Dai." My smile widens, as does his. Neither of us notice Kari and Miyako exchanging winks after seeing us smiling. The former awkwardness is gone, and all of the members of our table resume conversation, with Dai and I beginning to chat, mainly about my old life in Tokushima. We seemed to hit it off right away, much to my delight. I'll be glad to already have a circle of friends that I can immerse myself in. It'll make life so much easier.

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After lunch was finished, I walked to class with my new friends, continuing to get to know them. This is what I've learned so far: Sora plays tennis, Dai is a soccer nut, along with Ken. This 'Taichi' guy that they were on about earlier? Well apparently he's the schools soccer captain and star striker – I should meet him tomorrow at lunch. Miyako is a computer girl but I'm told that the major computer pro in school is 'Koushiro'? Maybe I'll meet him in time. Kari is a photographer in her free time, which I should have guessed by the camera case permanently round her neck. Sora and Miyako both work in their parent's shops, which are flower shops and convenience stores respectively. Ken's some sort of genius so he tutors as a job. Dai hasn't got a job, but wishes he had one, to get away from his annoying sister. That comment made me laugh along with him as he told me. Obviously I know that Ken and Miyako are dating, and that Dai is bi. That information still shocks me a bit, and may require further processing, but I feel trusting of him already, and his sexuality honestly doesn't bother me.

My last two classes went by fairly quickly, probably because I enjoyed them. In chemistry, our teacher, Mr Trintuya is really laid back if you do what you have to in class, he chats with his students and makes jokes too. I sat next to Kari in this class, as she pretty much insisted, not that I was resisting – I didn't know anyone else after all. That's where I met her friend, Mimi Tachikawa. Wow, and I thought Kari loved pink...And it turns out she's super friendly! With a half hour conversation with Mimi, I only know two things about her. The first is that in about a month, she's having a party at hers ('And I'm invited...that happened fast, eh?') and the second is that she loves shopping. If Kari hadn't calmed her down, she'd have had me going shopping with her right after school – somehow I don't think I have enough patience or shopping experience to keep up with Mimi.

Gym was last, and I'd complain about the boring, unflattering uniform if everyone else wasn't forced to wear it too. Despite this, Dai bounced into class as chipper as possible while in school. It was dodge-ball, so we mainly just hung back, threw balls that rolled (or were thrown) towards us and talked. Dai told me where he lived, and it was on my way home from school, so he said he'd walk me back home, just to ensure I didn't get lost. I had made the same trip this morning with Matt so I couldn't see it happening, but I didn't argue, it was nice to form a friendship so quickly.

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Once I had returned home, Matt and I swapped stories about our first day at Odaiba Academy, and fortunately, Matt had a great time too! I would have been in the house about twenty seconds after him but Dai and I spoke outside the house for ten minutes, then he left after saying he'd come get me at about half seven tomorrow morning for school. Anyways, Matt befriended Taichi, as I was told earlier today. He also met Tai's best friends from senior year; 'Koushiro', the computer whiz I had hear about earlier, and 'Jyou'. He described Tai both physically and on a personality level – He sounds like an older version of Dai actually, 'except straight, hehe'. Couldn't help but laugh at my own little comment.

I was pretty tired from the long day at school, and all of the introductions that came with it, so I retired to bed pretty early, not even seeing dad get home. 'I wonder if he had a good first day too? Hope so, especially if he has to be there as long as this...' I pondered before drifting off into sleep. My last conscious thoughts were of the new school, the new circle of friends I had, and Dai...

'Hmm, I guess Odaiba could be alright after all.' Was my summarizing thought, as I finally let myself succumb to sleep, with a wide grin upon my face.

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TBC

A/N:

'Maybe he's just trying to figure out what kind of person I am. Yeah that'll be it.' - Sure T.K., suuuuure!

There's Chapter 1 (or 2 depending on how you look at it) done!

It won't be amazing but hopefully you enjoy it! Sets the scene some more, and you can begin to wonder about Daisuke, and decide for yourself if the two potentially have anything there...? Well you'll just have to see!

And I know Kari and Taichi should really have 'Yagami' as their last names but I hate 'Yagami' and love 'Kamiya', plus it's my story...deal with it xD

I hope to see some Daikeru sparks shortly, don't get too excited though – I am playing this game slowly, me thinks xD

Japanese names should be other way round? Again: My story = My Rules :)

I should just point out that even though some thoughts are italicized while others aren't, the ones that are in italics are meant to represent either significant thoughts or active thoughts, like things the character is actually saying to themselves in their head. The non-italicized thoughts and text are just meant to be passive descriptions of things that the character isn't heavily dwelling on or that isn't important or even just things that they may not exactly be pondering on, like getting more annoyed, or noticing a smile. Also things that they just know and inform us about (like Takeru explaining what he knows about everyone, it isn't like he sat down and spoke this to himself, it's in his memory, for us to know). Hope that makes sense :)

Teachers names are just completely made up btw...

Takato the Dreamer: Thank you for your review, it means a lot to me, as does all the encouragement and support that you give me!