Chapter 9
Whoo! I just got back from an amazing DN Angel Marathon at Abby's house! Whoooooo! It was probably the best marathon ever!!!!! We squealed every time Hiwatari came on:D
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it.
Risa stepped from the shower, feeling refreshed. Her stomach did an excited flip as she thought about what she and Hiwatari . . . what she and Satoshi would be doing that day. She could call him Satoshi now . . . right? He had called her Risa, after all. That definitely meant something.
She giggled and ran a brush through her hair. Satoshi . . . Satoshi . . . it really was a nice name . . . Satoshi Hiwatari . . . Risa Hiwatari . . . well that sounded weird. Risa Hikari . . . her breath caught, and she blushed crimson. Why was she even thinking that? Mrs. Risa Hikari. . . . no! Ignore the fact that it had a nice ring to it! This was Satoshi Hiwatari! The glasses wearing, stuck up snob!
So . . . why did her heart beat faster every time she thought about him? No no no! She could NOT be falling for Satoshi Hiwatari! There must be an explanation! Maybe it was the heat. Or the romantic atmosphere. They were in Hawaii after all. Whatever it was, it would pass, because her heart belonged only to Dark, right? Right!
She splashed water in her face. How could this be happening? After only one day?! She knew she was a flirt, but she wasn't so bad as to fall for a guy she used to despise after only one day!
"Risa! Are you almost done in there?! I need to take a shower!"
"Um . . . just let me get dressed!" She said, picking up her outfit. Why had she chosen this to wear? A white tank and light pink skirt? It was one of her cutest outfits . . . something she had been planning to wear for Dark if he showed up. She had even brought a flower to wear in her hair instead of her usual ribbon . . .
She swallowed. It wasn't like they were going on a date or anything. So there was no reason to look nice. She could change into something more casual . . . something that wouldn't hint that she thought that there was . . . something between them. She could . . . but she didn't want to.
"Bathroom's all yours" She said, opening the door and tucking the flower behind her ear.
"Well! Where are you going all dressed up?"
"I'm not dressed up. I always wear stuff like this."
"Maybe, but you don't always go out with flowers in your hair." She grinned. "Who are you meeting?"
"No one! I'm just . . . you know . . . going out with a couple of friends . . ."
"Friends . . . right." Riku smiled knowingly. "Who's the guy?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Risa said, brushing past her sister. Riku's smile turned mischievous.
"I already know who it is. I just want you to admit it."
"How do you know?!" She whirled around. "Satoshi-kun didn't tell you?!"
"No!" Riku laughed. "You just did!" Then she gasped. "H-Hiwatari-kun?! No way! I thought he was the last person in the world you would ever go out with!"
"We're not going out! We're just . . . you know . . . hanging out."
"Risa, I know you better than anyone." Riku said, a gentle smile replacing her malicious one. "I can tell when you like a guy, and let me tell you, you like Hiwatari-kun . . . a lot."
"How do you know?" Risa asked, indignant.
"Well, first of all, you called him by his first name."
"No I didn-" Oh yeah . . . "Well . . . that doesn't prove anything. He's my friend, that's all."
"Mmmhmm . . . and the fact that you blush every time I say his name doesn't prove anything either."
"It's because you're embarrassing me!"
"Risa." Riku put her hands on her sister's shoulders. "It's okay. I'm not going o make fun of you. It's better him than Dark. And you like him more than you liked Dark, don't you?"
"No! Never! What could possibly make you think something like that?"
"Because . . . you're practically glowing right now. It's great to see you so happy about a guy, especially one that won't try anything with you."
"Yes, Satoshi-kun is too polite to do anything." She said with a soft smile. Riku nodded.
"Well, you mustn't keep your beloved waiting."
"Yeah . . . wait!" She blushed. "No! It's not like that! It's not like you and Niwa!"
"Sure it isn't." Riku laughed and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Risa sighed, grabbed her bag, and left.
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She found Satoshi standing by the fountain in the lobby. It was a beautiful picture - drop dead gorgeous Satoshi Hiwatari, staring into a fountain filled with beautiful, glistening koi. She noticed with a start that he wasn't wearing his glasses, then realized he hadn't been wearing them when he left her room, either. In fact . . . he hadn't been wearing them when he saved her life! Oh . . . he must've left them at the pier . . . well it was a good thing he didn't need them!
In his hand was a cup of coffee. He took a sip, his eyes never leaving the fountain. He seemed to be deep in thought . . . God . . . he looked good. Even she had to admit it. Suddenly she realized why he had a fan club. The hair, the eyes, the flawless skin, accompanied with the aloofness and intelligence made Satoshi Hiwatari a very desirable guy.
"Satoshi-kun!" She called, smiling broadly. He looked up at her and she stopped dead in her tracks. His eyes were cold and distant.
"It's Hiwatari, if you don't mind." He said spitefully. She stared at him, her mouth open slightly.
"What . . . what are you talking about? Why are you looking at me like that, Sato- Hiwatari-kun?" Her heart plummeted. His eyes raked over her, taking in her outfit and then focusing on her face.
"I don't get you, Risa Harada." He said, his voice emotionless. "First you tell everyone that I'm gay, then you act like we're dating."
"When did I -" She gasped and stared at him in horror. "Oh . . . Oh, Hiwatari-kun . . . I didn't . . . I didn't mean . . ."
"Oh, you didn't mean to? Is that what you were going to say? You didn't mean to tell those girls I was gay, a rumor that is, by the way, completely untrue!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! Really!" He clenched his hands into fists and looked away from her, his face a mixture of pain and rage. "Daisuke . . . he couldn't even look at me last night."
"N-Niwa wouldn't judge you if you were gay, Hiwatari-kun. He isn't like that . . ."
He shook his head. "I know." He looked up at her suddenly. "But apparently, one of the girls from that god-awful fan club, got the idea that I was in love with Diasuke. And she thought she would do me a favor by telling him. Apparently she thought she could convince him to dump your sister . . . for me."
"Hiwatari . . . I didn't intend for this to happen . . . I just thought . . . well . .. it was before . . . before we were friends . . ."
"Trust me, Harada-san, we are not friends. We will never be friends."
She felt tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, Hiwatari-kun."
He shook his head ruefully. "It took me an hour to explain to Daisuke that I felt no romantic feelings toward him, and even afterward, even after he agreed with me, I could still see it in his eyes . . . the doubt . . . the lingering questions that left an awkwardness between us. I lost my best friend because of you. I lost my only friend because of you."
"Hiwatari-kun, I'm sure . . . I'm sure it's not as bad as you think it is."
"Oh, trust me . . . it's bad." He sighed. "I just don't . . . I don't understand. I don't understand how you could do something like that."
"I didn't mean it. I honestly didn't. If I could take it back, I would!"
"I just want you to know that no matter how much I disliked you, I would never . . .never stoop so low as to spread a rumor about you."
"Hiwatari-kun it . . . it had nothing to do with you. It was all about me."
"Figures." He muttered. "It always has to be about you, doesn't it, Harada-san?"
"No . . . No, Hiwatari-kun, please don't be like this . . ." but he had already turned his back on her and was walking off. She just stared at him.
"By the way . . ." He said, looking back at her over his shoulder. His voice was soft, but she could hear every word he was saying. "I lied to you last night. I do hate you, Risa Harada."
"You don't mean that! You . . . you don't!"
He didn't say anything else. He didn't have to - she could see it in his eyes. Those alarmingly blue eyes, usually calculating, were full of pure, untainted loathing. The look he gave her sent chills down her spine. He turned away again. She wanted to run to him, but the shock of his disgust with her kept her rooted to the spot. She watched him walk away, his back to her, until he disappeared amid the crowded lobby. Only then was she able to move again.
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Back in the room, Riku took one look at Risa's face and balled her fists. "I'll kill him. What did he do? I'll kill him."
"He didn't do anything. Oh, Riku! It's all my fault!' She cried, throwing herself at her sister. Sobbing in Riku's arms, she told her older twin sister the entire story. "And now . . ." she concluded, still crying bitterly. "And now he hates me! And there's nothing I can do about it! I never meant to hurt him! I was just being stupid! I was just . . . I was just looking for attention . . . I didn't know it would turn out like this."
" . . . Don't worry, Risa." Riku said, hugging her. "It will work out. I'll talk to Daisuke today. If he talks to Hiwatari-kun, I'm sure he'd be willing to forgive you."
"I don't think that's possible, Riku!" She sobbed. "You didn't see . . . you didn't see the look he gave me as he left. It was like he would never look at me the same way ever again!"
"We'll find some way to fix it." Riku said kindly. "Would you like to come with me and Daisuke today?"
"No . . . no that's okay. I don't think . . . I don't think I can look at Niwa right now." Risa murmured. "If it's alright, I'd like to just stay here."
"What? You're kidding, right? You can't seriously think I'm going to let you stay in your room all day! It's a free day, no lectures, no teachers telling us what to do, we can do whatever we want!"
"Riku . . . I'm not feeling well. I think I would just like to lie down right now." Risa sniffled. Riku sighed and looked at her watch. "Risa, it's already noon. You shouldn't let Hiwatari ruin your vacation for you! Come out with me and Daisuke. We'll get everything worked out."
"Really, I'm not in the mood. Maybe tomorrow, when we go to the mall." She sighed. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to ruin your vacation too."
"You're not ruining my vacation." Riku said with a smile. "But if you really don't want to, I guess I can't force you to go. Just . . . don't . . . don't let it eat away at you, okay? Everything will work out alright."
"Yeah . . ." Risa said. There was a knock at the door, and a soft smile spread across Riku's face. "I'll talk to him, I promise." She said before opening the door. Risa flopped on her bed and buried her face in her pillow as her sister left. How could things have turned out like this? She hadn't meant to hurt Hiwatari . . . she would never do anything to intentionally hurt him. Lord knows he had already been hurt enough in his lifetime. She sighed, wanting nothing more than to go to him and tell her how sorry she was. Perhaps she would find him standing on the beach - their beach - staring out at the sea. The wind would leave his hair slightly tousled, and the sun would glimmer on his pale skin.
She would run to him, crying, and wrap her arms around him. She would apologize repeatedly, saying over and over that she hadn't wanted this to happen and that she would never do anything to hurt him. She would tell him that she wanted nothing but his happiness, that he deserved nothing but happiness.
Then, he would apologize. She would look up at him, confused, and he would apologize for making her so upset. He would tell her he didn't like to see her upset . . . that her beautiful eyes need never shed another tear on his account. Then, he would lean down and kiss her on her cheek . . . then on her lips . . .
She fell asleep, still imagining Satoshi Hiwatari's lips on hers.
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Blah, short chapter. Sorry! But you know . . . I hope it kind of got the point across.
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