Eeee! Okay, I heard this song on the radio... “Never Had a Dream Come True” by S Club 7, and OMG. This song would be PERFECT for a Valentine songfic... :D Annnnnnnnnyhoo, I’ll give ya 3 guesses to the main coupling in here, and the first two don’t count ^.^ MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR NOTE: This takes place BETWEEN Never Ever and Sweet Dreams. So don’t get confused or nothin’... o.o

~ Me

~ Never Had A Dream Come True ~

by PikaChan (Heza Ishida)

“Kamira-chan, can you believe it’s almost Valentine’s Day already?” Heza squealed as she and the blue-haired girl walked down the hallway to their 6th-period class.

“I know... it’s just so romantic this time of year...” Kamira said, glancing at a couple making out in the hallway out of the corner of her eye. She sighed. “I hope Koushirou-kun gets me something...” she said, grinning.

Heza rolled her eyes. “You know he will...” she said, giving her friend a sidelong look. “Hang on, I gotta stop at my locker... forgot my Algebra book. Shimatte!”

The two girls reached Heza’s locker. She shifted her notebook to one arm and fiddled with the combination. When she finally got it open, she stood on her tiptoes and reached up to the top shelf (hey, she’s short and skinny :P). “Where is that book...?” she muttered to herself. Her fingers finally touched something long and slender. “Nani...?”

“What is it, Heza-chan?” Kamira asked as Heza pulled a single long-stemmed rose from the shelf. “Oh my... it’s pretty...”

Heza smiled. There was a note attached to it. She read it out loud. “Happy early Valentine’s Day... love, Yamato. Eeee!” Heza squealed.

Kamira smirked. “Lucky you, and we see him next period...” she said as the warning bell rang. “Oh dear.. we’d better hurry to class, ne?”

Heza, her face a bit pink, snapped out of the light trance she was in. “Oh... hai!”

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Heza and Kamira managed to make it into Ayuhaza-sensei’s room just as the tardy bell rang. Luckily, he wasn’t in there yet. Heza sighed in relief, noticing that only about half the class was there. She finally spotted Yamato in his usual seat, his Algebra book open. He seemed to be studying.

Heza motioned for Kamira to sit down. She walked over to Yamato and slid her arms around his neck, still holding the rose. “Konnichiwa!”

Yamato looked up from his book and grinned. “I take it you found my little present...” he said.

Heza nodded and gave him a small peck on the cheek. “Hai!”

Just then, Ayuhaza-sensei walked in the door and everyone scrambled to their seats. Heza took her seat in front of Kamira and looked over her shoulder at her. Kamira flashed a thumbs-up.

“I apologize for being late, there were certain matters to attend to...” Ayuhaza-sensei said in his monotonous voice. “But today, I introduce Yan Kyoto.” Ayuhaza-sensei motioned to the boy standing next to him. He was rather tall, and had long blackish-purple hair tied back into a ponytail and black eyes. He looked arond the room with his jet-black eyes.

“He’s kawaii...” a student said quietly.

“Now, why don’t you take a seat...” Ayuhaza-sensei’s eyes darted around the room, stopping on the only available seat left. “...next to Yakanori-san over there,” he said, pointing to the empty seat next to Heza.

Kyoto nodded and walked over to the desk. He looked at Heza for a moment, then sat down.

Heza was a bit nervous. *Hoboy... this guy gives me the chills...* she thought, opening up her textbook. It was then that Ayuhaza-sensei realized that Kyoto didn’t have a book, so guess who he had to share with?

Heza swallowed the sudden lump in her throat as Kyoto moved his desk closer to hers. “Now, I want you all to do the problems on page 516, and have them to me at the end of the period.” The entire class groaned.

Heza began writing down the first problem when Kyoto spoke. “Konnichiwa..” His voice was soft, but a little freaky (WTF, lack of better word at the time x.x).

“Tadaima...” Heza whispered, trying to keep her mind on the assignment. She was having a hard time, however, as Kyoto was staring at her, his eyes narrow slits. “Ano... is something wrong?” she asked him.

Kyoto shook his head. “Iie... just taking notice to how beautiful the girls in Odaiba are...” he said quietly.

Heza blushed slightly, and focused back on her work. Before long, Kyoto had reached over and was lightly stroking her hair. Her face turned even redder.

“You have nice hair...” he said.

“Arigatou... but I really need to finish this assignment...” Heza said, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Yamato glaring in Kyoto’s direction. She swallowed the sudden lump in her throat.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Ayuhaza-sensei announced that the papers were being taken up. Several students groaned, including Yagami Taichi, who had barely gotten any of the work done. Heza sighed, relieved that the period was almost over. The whole time, Kyoto had been staring at her with a slight grin on his face.

He then reached over and cupped her cheek in his hand. “Your eyes... very nice color...” he said. Heza stood up. She gathered her books together and sat back down, holding the rose. Her eyes remained focused on the clock. Kyoto took notice of it. “Oh, is that a present?”

Heza sweatdropped. “Hai...” she muttered. “It’s a Valentine’s present...”

“Hmm. I thought Valentine’s Day wasn’t for another couple of days....” Kyoto said.

“It’s an early one... from my boyfriend...” Heza said, feeling a bit uneasy.

“Really?” Kyoto sounded surprised. “Who?”

Just then, the bell rang to be let out of class. “Come on Kamira-chan, we don’t want to be late for Theatre...” she said quickly, standing up. Kamira gathered her books and stood up as well. They began walking to the door. Kyoto tapped Heza on the shoulder.

“Are you doing anything after school?” he asked.

Heza gulped. “Hai, I have cheerleader practice...”

“Oh. Well...”

“Heza-chan, let’s go...” Kamira interrupted. She then whispered into Heza’s ear, “Yamato doesn’t look too happy...”

Heza sighed. “I’ve really got to go...” she said to Kyoto. “Ja ne.”

The two of them walked out into the hallway. Heza dropped to her knees.

“Heza-chan? Are you okay?” Kamira asked, kneeling down beside her.

“No, I’m not okay. That new kid gives me the creeps...”

“Yeah, he does seem a little freaky.. maybe it’s his eyes. They’re so dark...”

Heza nodded in agreement. “I don’t want to let myself be bothered by him...” she said, shaking her head.

Just then, Yamato walked up to them. “Hey, are you okay, Heza-chan?” he asked, a bit concerned.

“Hai, she’s okay... just a bit uneasy, the way that new kid was looking at her...” Kamira said, helping Heza up.

Yamato clenched his fist and looked at Heza. She was looking down at the ground. He put his hand under her chin and lifted her head up so she was looking at him. “Heza-chan, if he ever does anything or says anything to make you feel unfomfortable, you come and tell me, okay?” he said.

Heza nodded. “I will...”

“Okay then, see you after school...” He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss before turning around to go to his next class.

Heza looked down at the ground again and sighed. “I just don’t know what to do... Yan-san is sort of nice, but....”

“Heza-chan, just forget about him. Let’s hurry and go to class before we’re late,” Kamira said.

Heza looked up and grinned at her friend. “Hai!”

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[ Later that day... ]

Heza and Yamato silently walked down the sidewalk. Heza had been feeling a bit sick since sixth period, and Yamato was concerned. “Heza-chan, are you okay? You’ve been really quiet since we came out of the school...”

“I’m fine... I’ve just had a lot of things on my mind... that Kyoto guy gives me the chills. Just the way he was looking at me... it sent shivers up my back,” Heza said, sighing.

Yamato stopped, and took her hand. “Come on Heza-chan, there’s no way he could be attracted to you that fast... I mean.. I admit, at first glance I liked you, but... you can’t let him get to you...”

“I know... but his eyes... they’re just so dark and cold... It’s hard to forget something like that when the same pair of eyes hurt you so badly...” Heza said, remebering the pain of having her soul taken by Kitusomon over 3 years ago, in her first visit to the Digital World.

“What, you mean Kitusomon? Come ON, now... you have to put your past behind you, and stop thinking about those things...”

“But how can I, when there’s so many good things that happened too? Like Lunamon...” Heza remembered Lunamon’s bright blue eyes, shining personality, and her overall kindness. “I miss her so much... whenever I think about the good things I always end up thinking about the bad...” A tear fell from her eye and hit the sidewalk below. She quickly wiped her eyes. “Oh well... there’s no point in worrying about it now...”

“Hey... come on, don’t cry...” There was nothing that Yamato hated worse than seeing Heza cry.

“Gomen nasai... it’s just that I’ve felt so helpless lately, like I’m losing my strangth... it’s really weird. And ever since that new kid came here, I’ve been getting really strange vibes...” Heza sighed.

Yamato looked at her for a few moments, then cupped her cheeks in his hands. He pulled her face to his and kissed her softly.

Heza’s mind was still reeling. She soon forgot everything that had happened with she and Kyoto that day, and kissed him back. A few moments later she pulled back and smiled. “Arigatou, Yama-chan... I fell a lot better now.”

Yamato grinned. “That’s good. Just remember what I told you.” He squeezed her hand lightly and they continued walking silently, hand in hand.

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[ The next morning... ]

“See you later, Heza-chan!” one of the cheerleaders shouted to Heza as they left the gymnasium. Heza waved back, then sighed. She barely got any sleep the night before, due to the fact that she couldn’t get her mind off of Kyoto. Those eyes... they were just so dark. It scared her, because she had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. There was just no way around it.

She slimbed the two flights of stairs to her locker on the second floor. It took her a few minutes to get the locker open, being that she had a tremendous headache and she couldn’t think straight. *This is torture... why can’t I just live a normal life like Kamira-chan?* She got her books for second period and shut the door. She ws about to turn around when a pair of hands covered her eyes.

“Guess who?” a monotonous voice said from behind.

Heza giggled. “You can’t fool me by changing your voice, Yami...” she said. She took a hold of the hands, pulled them away from her face, and turned around to look at him.

It wasn’t Yamato.

“... Yan-san...”

“Ohayo, bishoujo... miss me?” Kyoto asked, his jet-black eyes staring deeply into her dark brown ones. Heza felt as if her was staring into her soul.

“... Not especially...” Heza muttered. “Ano... I have to go to class now...” She sidestepped to the right. Kyoto leaned his hand against the locker beside her. She scowled and stepped in the opposite direction. Kyoto only put his other hand against the locker on her other side.

Heza had no choice but to look at him. It was clear that he wasn’t going to move until he got something...

“Ano... Yan-san... could I please go to class..?” she said, starting to panic.

“Forget about class right now...” Kyoto said slowly. A crowd was starting to gather around them. Kyoto took his hands from the locker and held her arms so that she couldn’t move.

“Let me go!” Heza shouted. She looked at Kyoto, her vision starting to blur. His eyes glowed an unusual shade of red.

She looked around at the group of people that had formed around them. Some of them were muttering to their friends. “Yan-san... just let me go so I can go to class... the warning bell’s about to ring...” she said, a tear finally dropping down her face.

“You’re not going anywhere, subeta...” Kyoto shouted.

Heza gasped. Nobody had ever said the word ‘subeta’ to her before (Uh, ‘subeta’ means ‘bitch’ ^^;;;;;;;;;;). She began to really panic. Kyoto took his hand from her arm and placed it on her hip.

Heza’s anger flared. Realizing what he was trying to do, she broke his grip on her other arm and slapped him square across the face. “Kutabare! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” she yelled angrily, tears streaming down her face. She leaned against the locker and slumped over.

Kyoto held his hand to his cheek, which was bright red from the force of the hit. He scowled angrily, picked himself up, pushed through the crowd, and stormed down the hallway.

“Heza-chan?!” a voice from the crowd shouted. Heza looked up to see Kamira pushing her way through the group. She kneeled down by Heza’s side. “Are you okay?!”

Heza wiped her eyes. “I... I think so...” she said, still crying.

“Oh dear... Kyoto no hentai...” Kamira said, placing a hand on her friend’s shoulder.

The crowd started to dissipate. Yamato and Koushirou, who had been at the back of the crowd, walked up to the two girls. “Nani? What happened?” Koushirou asked.

“Yan-san tried to take advantage of Heza-chan... right here in the hallway!” Kamira said angrily. “He just moved here yesterday... that’s just WRONG!”

Yamato clenched his fist. “Excuse me..” he said to Kamira. She moved over. Yamato knelt down in front of Heza and took her hands. “Heza-chan... what did he do to you?”

“He... he was trying to...” She couldn’t finish her sentance.

Yamato seemed to understand. He put his arms around her and hugged her tightly. “It’s okay... you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to...” he said.

Heza nodded and wiped her eyes again.

“Heza-chan... if you want to you can tell me about it in 7th period,” Kamira said, a bit concerned.

Koushirou put a hand on her shoulder. “Let’s leave them alone...” he whispered in her ear.

“Hai...” The two of them turned around and walked down the hallway.

An eerie silence pierced the hallway. “... Heza-chan?”

Heza sniffled a bit. “Hai...?”

“Do you need to go see the counselor or anything?” Yamato asked her.

“Iie... just don’t leave me...”

“It’s okay... I’m right here...” He hugged her tightly.

Heza smiled. “Hai...” She then realized something. “Wait a second...”

Yamato looked at her, confused. “Nani? What’s wrong?”

“WE’RE LATE!!”

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Heza sighed as she walked to her normal lunch table carrying her tray. Her headache had gotten much worse than it had been that morning. She looked at the table and noticed that Yamato, Koushirou, Kamira, and Jyou had already gotten there. “Konnichiwa, minna...” she said, sitting down.

Kamira looked at her, concern in her green eyes. “Are you doing okay, Heza-chan?” she asked.

Heza shook her head. “I’ve had this stupid headache all day... and I can’t get my mind off of what Yan-san did...”

“Ohhhh Heza-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!” a shrill voice echoed through the cafeteria.

Heza groaned and rested her head on the table. Without even turning around, she said, “Go away, Kuraire.”

Behind Heza stood a girl with long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. It was Shoneza Kuraire, who had competed against Heza for head cheerleader about a month before. “I heard about your little predicament this morning...” she said snidely, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

Heza turned around and glared at her. “Your point?”

“I just don’t get you, Yakanori-san. You have just about every guy in the school drooling over you...” Kuraire said. “Of course I have yet to see this Kyoto guy, so... I suppose he’s taken a liking to you, Heza-chan.”

Heza stood up. “Gee, ya think? He tries to rape me in the middle of the hallway, and you say ‘he’s taken a liking to me’?! I guess the blonde hair must be getting to you.” The cafeteria had become quiet and several people had turned around to look at her. “Uhh... what are you all looking at?!” she shouted. Everybody went back to what they were doing. Heza sat down and buried her face in her hands, trying to hide the blush that had crept onto her face.

Kuraire made a bit of a snorting sound.

Just then, *he* showed up. “Konnichiwa, bishoujo...”

Heza felt something on her shoulders. She looked up to see Kyoto standing over her. She frowned. “Go away, Yan-san...”

Kuraire looked at Kyoto in surprise. “Y-you’re Yan K-Kyoto...?” she stammered.

“Hai. And you are...?” Kyoto asked.

“I... I... I’m Shoneza Ku-Kuraire...” she said, her face turning a bit red.

Kyoto nodded at her, then looked down at Heza. “So, bishoujo... got any plans for after school?” he asked, grinning.

Without even looking at him, Yamato said, “Get away from her.”

Kyoto looked at Yamato, confused. He then chuckled. “Or what?”

Yamato stood up and looked Kyoto right in the eye. “I said, get away from her!!” he shouted.

The sound of Heza’s voice broke the tension between the two boys. “Yami? Yan-san? Stop fighting!!” she yelled.

The two guys looked at her for a moment, then Yamato sat down. “I won’t fight if you don’t want me to, Heza-chan...” he said, crossing his arms.

Kyoto’s grin grew wider. He began stroking Heza’s hair. “So, Ishida-san... you wouldn’t happen to be the subeta’s boyfriend now, would you?”

Yamato glared at him and clenched his fist. “What’s it to you?!”

Kamira had seen enough. She calmly stood up, marched around the table and up to Kyoto, and slapped him square across the face. “Look here, hentai, Heza-chan doesn’t want you here. I don’t want to have to tell you this again, Heza’s with Yamato-kun. Now I’ve tried to be nice and not yell, but you’re only making it harder! I guess there’s no way TO be nice to you after what you did to Heza-chan!!”

The whole cafeteria had turned around to look at them. Several people had dropped their food or forks after hearing Kamira’s outburst, mainly because Kamira wasn’t a yelling-type person.

Kamira realized what she had done and her face turned bright red. “Oh... oh dear... did I just start yelling? Oh my oh my oh my.... I’m so embarrassed!”

Kyoto blinked at her for a moment. He removed his hands from Heza’s shoulders and replaced them on Kamira’s. “I like your attitude...”

Koushirou nearly snorted his water. He stood up and slapped his hands down on the table. “Hey!”

Kyoto looked at him, a bit confused. “Let me guess. You’re Kamira-chan’s boyfriend.”

Koushirou blinked a bit, then rubbed the back of his neck, his face bright red. “Uhm... well, I guess you could say that...” he said.

Kyoto turned back to Kamira. He only recieved a pair of glaring emerald eyes. He let her shoulder go and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “I suppose I’ll be going now... ja ne, bishoujo-subeta...” he said, giving Heza’s hair a final touch. He turned around and walked away.

Heza let out the breath she hadn’t known she had been holding.

Kamira returned to her seat, a bit miffed. “I can’t believe he had the nerve to do that... on the other hand, I can’t believe I just started yelling like that... I’ve never been so embarassed...”

Koushirou placed a hand on her shoulder. “Hey, I think you told him just what he needed to know...” he said, smiling at her.

“Well... I think Yan-san is kind of kawaii in a dreamy kind of way...” Kuraire said. The others had forgotten she was there. She put her hands on her hips. “Well, it appears I’m not wanted here...” she turned around and walked off, frowning.

“Whew! That’s something I never want to see again,” Jyou said, running a hand through his hair.

Heza sighed. Just when she thought things couldn’t get any worse, she remembered something. She decided to change the subject. “And for the record, my parents are going on vacation AGAIN this weekend.” Heza’s parents tended to gamble a lot, and went away every weekend. Usually one of her friends would stay with her over the weekend.

“That’s right... who’s going to stay with her this weekend?” Kamira asked.

“I will,” Yamato said. “I feel like after what happened this morning, we can’t take any chances if Yan-san ever finds out where Heza-chan lives... and I can be there to protect her.”

“Good idea, Yamato. Plus, you can get some special quiet time with her, eh?” Koushirou asked, grinning evilly.

Yamato’s face turned bright red. “Uh...” He looked at Heza. She flashed him a cute smile. “Well... I guesso...” Everyone laughed.

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“Eeeerg... damn that Yakanori girl... why does SHE always get the bishounen?” Kuraire mumbled as she walked home from school. “First she stole my precious Yama-chan from me... now she has Yan-san drooling over her... it’s not fair! Why can’t I ever get a lucky break?!” She slammed her fist into a nearby wall. “... Itai...”

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[ About the same time that day... ]

“Heza-chan, I’m still confused... just *how* are you supposed to graph this again?” Yamato asked, sticking his pencil behind his ear as the two studied for the upcoming Algebra test on Monday.

“Yami, Ayuhaza-sensei went over this a million times... the direction of the line depends on whether the equation is positive or negative...” Heza explained. She droned on and on over how to graph inequalities. Yamato, however, had his mind on other things. Like how serene she looked with the rays of sunlight beaming in from the window the way that they did. “... and then you shade the area above the line. Uh... Yama-chan?” Heza blinked.

Yamato realized that he had been staring at her with a goofy expression on his face. “Uh... gomen nasai...” he muttered, blushing a bit.

Heza grinned. “As much as I hate to, we really need to study for this test... it’s 30 percent of our six-weeks grade...” she said, sighing.

Yamato shut his textbook. “You know what?” he asked, looking at her. He then leaned over and put his arms around her neck. “I think we should take a break... all of this cramming is giving me a headache...”

Heza’s face turned a bit pink. “Well... I guess it wouldn’t hurt...” she said.

Yamato smiled and gave her a peck on the cheek.

Heza stood up. “I tell ya what... I heard this song on the radio the other day... REALLY pretty song. And I found the lyrics and sheet music to it, and I’ve been preacticing. I want you to tell me how it sounds...” she said.

“Sure...” Yamato said, nodding.

Heza grinned and went into her bedroom. A few minutes later, she came out holding her lime-and-black guitar. “This song is just so nice...” she said. Yamato watched her intently as she began playing.

“Everybody’s got something, they had to leave behind,
One regret from yesterday, that just seems to grow with time,
There’s no use looking back, oh wondering, oh wondering,
How it could be now, oh might have been, oh might have been,

Oh this I know, but still I can’t find ways to let you go...”

The song was slow and peaceful. Yamato became entranced with the sound of the guitar and the soft sound of Heza’s voice. They just sounded so right together.

“I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I’ve moved on
You’ll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say
You’re the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you...

Somewhere in my memory I’ve lost all sense of time,
And tomorrow can never be cos yesterday is all that fills my mind,
There’s no use looking back, oh wondering oh wondering,
How it should be now, oh might have been oh might have been,
Oh this I know but still I can’t find ways to let you go...

I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I’ve moved on
You’ll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say
You’re the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be...”

Heza stopped singing for a moment to play a short guitar riff. Yamato felt his throat choking up a bit, and fought to keep his tears back.

“You’ll always be the dream that fills my head
Yes you will, say you will, you know you will oh baby,
You’ll always be the one I know I’ll never forget,
There’s no use looking back oh wondering, oh wondering,
Because love is a strange and funny thing, and funny thing,
No matter how I try, I try I just can’t say goodbye, no no no no...

I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I’ve moved on
You’ll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say, never found the words to say,
You’re the one I think about each day, you’re the one I think about each day,
And I know no matter where life takes me to...

A part of me will always be with you...
A part of me will always be with you, oooohhh...”

Heza set her guitar down and looked at Yamato. “Well... what did you think?” she asked.

Yamato was at a loss for words. “I...” Then, he couldn’t hold it in any longer -- a tear fell down his face.

Heza was a bit surprised at this. “What’s wrong, Yami?” He wiped his eyes. Heza felt a bit crestfallen. “You hated it, didn’t you...”

Yamato looked at her, surprised. He quickly took her hands into his. “Iie, Heza-chan...”

“Then why are you crying...?” she asked, reaching up and brushing a tear away.

“Gomen nasai... it was the most beatuiful thing I’ve ever heard... don’t ever think that I hate anything about you...”

Heza smiled. She started to lean forward.

*DING-DONG!*

“CRETIN!” Heza stood up and stormed to the door. *Whoever it was just HAD to ring the doorbell now...* She slid the door open. “Hai?”

“Konnichiwa, Heza-chan!” It was Kamira and Koushirou. Heza nearly smacked herself on the forehead. She had forgotten that the two of them were coming over to study.

“Tadaima, Kamira-chan, Koushirou-kun... we were kind of taking a break from studying...” Kamira peeked in to see Yamato, his face beet red.

“Yeah, I’ll bet you were...” she said, giggling. Heza rolled her eyes.

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[ Later that night... ]

“Okay, I have three of diamonds, six of spades, two of clubs, and nine of hearts...” Koushirou said, peering over the top of the four cards he held in his hands.

Kamira peered at her cards. “I have six of spades and two of clubs as well...” she said, blushing a bit.

“Hah! Ya know what THAT means!” Heza said, chortling.

Koushirou and Kamira both turned bright red. “Okay, what do I have to do for two pair...?” Kamira asked, sighing.

“Don’t give us that, you know what to do...” Yamato said, smirking.

“Oh my oh my oh my...” Kamira held her face in her hands.

“C’mon Kamira-chan... you know the rules! One pair is a hug, two pair is a kiss on the cheek, three pair is a kiss on the *lips*, and 4 pair is a maaaaaaaaaaaakeout...” Heza teased. “You KNOW you want to....”

Kamira looked at Koushirou, whose face was also red. “Well... okay...”

Koushirou swallowed the sudden lump in his thorat as Kamira leaned over and brushed his cheek with her lips. His face turned even redder.

“There now... that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Yamato asked, sneering.

“Doncha just looooooove this game?” Heza asked, shuffling the two decks of cards and dealing. She looked at her cards. “Five of hearts, eight of clubs, one of diamonds, jack of spades...” she read out.

Yamato looked at his cards. “Three pair.”

“Heh. Again.”

“Quick, get the camera!” Kamira shouted. Koushirou made a mad dash across the room for the camera that they had brought.

Heza already had her arms around Yamato’s neck. “Don’t even think about it. Put the camera down.”

“C’mon Heza-chan, you never let us take pictures of you...” Kamira fake-whined.

“Yeah. Smile and say ‘I’m a little teapot!’” Koushirou said, focusing the camera.

“Get that thing away from me!”

“Aw, come on, Heza-chan... maybe they’ll leave us alone...” Yamato said.

Heza’s face turned a bit pink. “Okay, fine. ONE picture...”

“Yeaaaaaaah...” Koushirou said, ready to click.

“And no copies.”

“... Shimatte.”

“Koushirou-kun, just take the picture so Heza-chan will stop being so... HOSTILE about the whole thing...” Kamira joked.

Heza looked at Yamato and smiled. He pulled her closer, and just before their lips were about to meet...

*FLASH!*

“Koushirou-kun, that was too early!”

“Woops.”

“Forget them, Heza-chan... they’re just jealous because neither of them will have the guts to even get close to one another...” Yamato said.

“Heh!”

“Ohhh, that’s what YOU think, Ishida...” He set the camera down. He then put his arms around Kamira’s shoulders and gave her a peck on the cheek.

Heza and Yamato were dumbfounded. “Well whaddaya know? He DOES have guts!” Heza said, grinning “Go Kamira-chan!”

Kamira’s face was bright red. “Oh my...”

Heza yawned and rested her head on Yamato’s shoulder. “Tired...”

“Hai... me too,” Koushirou said. “I think we should all roll out our sleeping bags now... kind of like a campout in the floor...”

“Good idea, Koushirou-kun... it’s almost eleven...” Kamira said, looking at her watch.

[ A while later... ]

Heza lay wide awake in her sleeping bag. She just couldn’t seem to fall asleep. She turned her head to the side and looked out her window at the starlit sky. *I’ve got the best friends in the world...* she thought, turning around to look at Yamato, Kamira, and Koushirou, who had already fallen asleep. She then sat up and grabbed her portable CD player and headphones. She looked at the CD inside and smiled. She then put on her headphones and lay back down.

‘I never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I’ve moved on
You’ll always be my baby,
I never found the words to say
You’re the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you...’

She grinned to herself and looked at the date on her digital clock.

It was February 14. *******************************************************************

A lone figure sat in the tree outside Heza’s bedroom window. It was a human, wiht long hair tied back in a ponytail and jet-black eyes. *Soon, Yakanori Heza... you will belong to me...*

Kyoto smirked to himself, and then, with a blood-red aura, levitated himself out of the tree. His eyes glowed red for a second. With that last thought, he transformed himself into a large silver dragon and took off high into the sky.

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Whew! I finished this juuuuuuuuuuust in time. Well, hope ya likes. ^_^

~ PikaChan (Heza Ishida)