Win Me
By Raven Scorne
AN: Okay this can be interpreted however you want. It's Cunningham Hume's thoughts on our lovable Takashi. If you can't tell, I was trying to hint a bit of shounen-ai, but somehow with Cunningham's personality I can't really seem to work with it. He's so… laid-back, just like Takashi. Man if those two were together it'd be really a bit of work. Anyhoo, enough of my ramblings, and I don't own IGPX. Poo.
Sometimes I wonder about you. I don't think I really understand you too well, but maybe that's why I always think of you. You see we're so much a like, we're gifted with a great ability, and I think we possess the same modesty. Of course you'd never think that way since I flaunt my victories in your face. But I only do that to instigate you.
Don't take it so hard. I don't mean the things I do. I just want you to catch up to me, because I know you can do it. It's been so long since I've found a worthy rival; I guess I'm just a bit impatient sometimes. But then again, wasn't that obvious during our first match?
It's better this way… no wait… that's the wrong word. It's not better… just easier. For me that is. I realize that upon the receiving end, it'll be more or less crushing. But rather than coming up to you and saying something mushy like 'I believe in you' or 'You'll catch up soon', I'll just continue to rub it in your face. Because when I say those words to you, I see that flash of defiance. And it drowns me because I can't understand you. I don't know where you get your passion, or your focus, but it overwhelms me.
And I'm afraid of it too, that's why I crushed you on the tracks today. Because I'm afraid I'll lose myself in you. How did you do that anyways? How do you have that effect on me? I've seen the hateful jealousy from Team Sledge Mamma, and that doleful longing from one of Team Skylark's girls – I forgot the name but she was taller than me! And I've even seen the same defiance from the other competing teams, but their expressions seem washed out.
It's like you were the original. You contain the source of all that deep emotion but you keep it locked inside you. It's sleeping under your skin, like smoldering lava, waiting for the right condition. But you don't feel it. Why do I resent you for that? Like I said. I'm impatient. I resent you because you're too dense to figure it out. If you just tried a bit harder, pledged yourself a bit deeper, you'd find it. You'd know the source of your passion and you'll become my equal.
What are you waiting for? Another instigation on my part? Because you know it won't be long before I confront you again. It's tradition for me after all; to meet you once after every race. I silently congratulate you for making it this far, and even your victories. But I'll never voice them openly, and the only thing I'll give you is another harsh verbal beating. But what can I say? I'm addicted to your defiance.
It seems ironic that the greatest racer is just wishing for his defeat. But don't think it's for you. I want you to win me so I can become better. So I'm selfish too. Yeah… come to think of it, I'm a pretty flawed person. But nobody sees me like that. I've shown you my flaws that no one else knows about. I've started with my arrogance, and you were the first to see me like that. Little by little, you'll discover all my flaws. I wonder if you'll still see me underneath when you've found them all.
I'll only know once you win me.
AN: Okay that's it! Flames will be used for cooking up dumplings! But please review anyways! Even if it's to tell me it sucks. I'd love to know your thoughts!