short, but sweet. Sorry for the long wait. Chapter 9 Daisuke turned quickly around the corner and started walking home. He almost ran into three people, but even with his eyes wide he wasn't seeing anything. Anything except Hiwatari-kun's face. He couldn't fathom the fact that Tuxedo Kamen, the boy he had kissed and liked so much it made him sick and � Tuxedo Kamen was Hiwatari-kun? How could this be? He barely knew Hiwatari-kun, but, then again, he didn't know Tuxedo Kamen at all. Daisuke had reached his house in one third of the time it took to get to the building. He rushed in to his room and flopped on the bed. His eyes were still wide and his breathing still heavy. He couldn't seem to grasp the idea that Tuxedo Kamen was � ***Creepy boy, of all people.*** Daisuke sighed and sat up. "Well, yes. Creepy boy. How could this happen, Dark?" Dark shrugged and simply responded, ***Well, I'm guessing the way it happened was that the two of you happened to go to the ball and happened to fall in looooove and then happened to discover who the other really is ..*** "Wait. Do you mean he knows who I am, too?" Daisuke fell back on to his bed again, in a sudden panic. "I ran away as fast as I could! He didn't see me, right? And .. if he had, he couldn't've known it was me. Right?" --- Satoshi Hiwatari stared in shock and a little bit of horror at the red hair dashing down the hall. That fabulously unique hair color, lithe body and quick way of moving couldn't belong to anyone by Niwa Daisuke, but why would he have been here? Niwa-kun wouldn't have been coming to the meeting, would he? With his crush on Riku, or was it Risa?, Niwa-kun seemed to be one of the straightest boys at their school. Then again� He did have his moments. Like, Satoshi ruefully remembered, that small expanse of time after school a couple days ago. They had been so close, just staring into each other's eyes. Satoshi had almost kissed Niwa-kun and might have if not for the teacher. And if not for Nuriko. Satoshi had been looking forward to meeting Nuriko again and had bought the reddest, loveliest rose he could find for the beautiful boy. Now that he thought of it, where was Nuriko? The meeting was almost starting and Satoshi was starting to get uncomfortable. It seemed that everyone else knew everyone else and he was the only new person. At the ball, everyone had seemed overly friendly, but not here. It seemed all the current members of the GSA club were also members of the nearest Shy People Anonymous. Satoshi stood by awkwardly and glanced around for Nuriko. It couldn't be that hard to miss such a bright redhead, especially in this crowd. It seemed that everyone else had the darkest black or brown hair imaginable. Satoshi worried abstractedly that his blue hair made him stand out even more. He glanced toward the door hopefully when he heard it open, but looked away when he saw it was just another black haired girl entering. Where were all the redheads? Well, there was that one redhead. The one that looked like Niwa-kun. The one running. Running Niwa-kun. Nuriko. Redhead. Coming here, then running. Because� why? Oh, shit. Nuriko was Niwa-kun. *** Author's Notes: believe it or not, I had actually forgotten about this fic. At the beginning of this semester (about 10 weeks ago ..?) I promised myself I'd finish this by summer, but, uh. Here I go! o.0; I feel bad, ya, because I forgot and then suddenly I was getting this bombardment of reviews, which surprised me.. so thanks so much guys! It's really due to you that I'm writing this! *lovelove* So, here are the obligatory responses to reviews. cuz I love you all so bad. Emi: *heart* Panatlantic: hehe. Don't worry, 'm the the same way with too many fics. its bad. *sigh* Mystery reviewer: gah. tell me who you are. Shinigami: see, you so smart. Dark smart, too. Altho I'm not sure if I'm actually going to be including Krad. Will hint at him more in next chapter, but I'm scared of him and am scared would botch his characterization .. sooo .. Yes. Utena and Ranma are sort of crossdressers .. seemed to fit. ^_-; PinkSpider: and here you go! Van the Key of Lain: And as always, you're welcome! Thanks for your review! :D AnGie: sure! Morien: well, there is no more because I say so. hawhaw. Shen: kissing is good for the soul! *smooches significant other* and I do like cherries. no worries. Now I have a question for you all. Do you really care if I respond to your reviews or does it just waste space? :D Please tell me! |
