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btw before we start, writing in italics are thoughts, if you know what I mean!

Chapter 1: Heartbroken

Takato sat alone on the bench in Shinjuku Park.

That evening he was without his goggles, his tawny coloured hair left to the elements to deal with.

His hands were clammy as they gripped the seat.

He even made an attempt to look nice that evening, dressed as he was in black pants, a loose white shirt that remained untucked beneath his black coat.

To his left was a rose, a single red one.

He had come prepared.

For six years he had waited, practising every evening before he closed his eyes the forbidden words he was always too shy to mutter.

Six years on, now 16 he knew it to be the perfect opportunity after all, what other time was there?

He would tell her how he felt and hope not to cry whether the news he received be good or bad.

"There you are Takato! You just had to choose the most secluded spot didn't you?"

The voice made his heart leap.

She appeared, dressed casually in her three-quarter jeans and studded black jacket.

Say something!

"Uh – hi Ruki," he mumbled as he shuffled over on the seat.

The sound of something soft hitting the ground failed to register in Takato's mind as he stared at Ruki.

Ruki raised a brow.

"Well – what did you bring me here for? To stare at me?" she demanded impatiently.

Takato blinked.

Tell her!

"Ruki -"

Should I grab her hand or not? What am I crazy, she'd kill me!

"What? Spit it out Takato!" she urged, her amethyst eyes penetrating his blue gaze so deeply he almost found himself drowning.

"Ruki, we've known each other for six years and over those six years I've – I've come t – to like you a – a – lot, not that I'm in love with you or anything – well actually I kinda am, not that -"

"Takato what are you saying?" Ruki interrupted, her eyes suddenly wide.

"Ruki – I think I love -"

"What are you crazy? We're only 16 Takato! And you know I'm in a relationship right now with Ryo!" she added.

Takato gaped at her, the truth seemingly unbearable.

He had heard of Ruki's relationship with Ryo but at the time he almost refused to believe it.

At least now he knew – oh the unbearable shame!

He stood, his scarlet cheeks shining under the silver glow of the full moon.

"I'm – I'm sorry Ruki, forgive me, I – I better go -"

And in a blink of an eye he had disappeared.

Frowning slightly Ruki stood, slowly beginning her retreat home.

Passing the bench her eye caught sight of what seemed to be a rose, a single red one lying on the ground.

She bent to retrieve the flower, twirling it in her fingers as she straightened.

Somewhere deep within her, she knew the flower was meant for her, from Takato.

If she didn't feel the same about Takato, then why did her heart sink when she saw his face fall, her eyes burn when his tears fell, her arms want to reach for him when he stood and ran?

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Takato closed his bedroom door gently, savouring the darkness that awaited him in his room.

His shoulders shook as he sunk to the floor.

"Takato? Takato!"

He ignored the banging on his door, preferring his frank loneliness to any company.

Hearing the door close silently once more behind him Takato looked up, his eyes squinting in the sudden light.

His vision was met with a strong emerald gaze.

"Saiyuki?" he whispered.

His best friend pulled him up, wiping away the tears and the mucous on his face.

"I – I was a c – complete i – idiot Sai, honestly I c – can't believe I told her!"

"Takato you better believe that you told her! She knows it now whether you like it or not. If she doesn't feel the came way about you Takato I'm afraid you're just going to have to get over her."

Takato smiled a watery smile, one that made Saiyuki's eyes burn as he turned away from his old friend, headed for his bed where he lay down facing the wall.

"Oh Takato! If only all boys were like you! No one would cry over me like you are over Ruri or what -"

"Ruki," he corrected.

"Yeah Ruki – want me to hunt her down and kick her ass?" Saiyuki offered, her fists clenched.

"Saiyuki please, don't be silly," he mumbled.

Saiyuki sighed, sitting on the end of his bed.

"Takato please don't be disheartened! There are plenty of other girls out there …"

But the rest of whatever it was his friend had to say was not heard.

How oculd Takato just forget about ever having feelings for Ruki, after liking her for so long?

He couldn't and he knew it.

Now he would have to go into hiding just to keep away from her.

I'll just cut all contact with her, how can I ever face her again after what I just told her?

Saiyuki looked over Takato's still figure, her green eyes soft.

They had known each other since birth. The boy was her closest friend, her brother and her protector, at least when he had to be.

"Takato can't you see? She's not worth it!" she whispered.

Takato screwed his eyes shut.

Don't you see Sai? She is

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A/N: Hiya guys! Wow, it's my first fic in a while! This chapter is the first of three! Thank you for getting this far! I only hope you will take the time to go one step further and review PLEASE! This will be updated this time again next week, or may be earlier if it's possible though I doubt it but please do review!

Thank you,

Lady Sapphira

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