Good's Failure! Hope and Light Is Lost

Chapter One

MONDAY MORNING

Takaishi Takeru slowly sketched the figure of the drawing he desired. He wasn't sure whether she noticed that he kept glancing up at her and then back down at his sketchpad to draw what his eyes and heart saw. Her hair was breath taking under the bright, shining sun. She was standing at the window of the classroom with boys surrounding her, but luckily he could see her whole stature. She was dressed in a white blouse and a mini blue skirt that showed off her long, slender legs. Of course, that wasn't the only reason why he wanted to draw her. She was... a walking beauty that had to be put to paper. Her long blonde hair and her light blue eyes just made her even more beautiful. 

He was lucky to have finish his drawing before the teacher came into the classroom. He closed his sketchpad and put it in his desk, and he put his pencil back into his pencil case with the rest of his drawing utensils. He smiled at a couple of his friend as they walked into the classroom. But he winked and smiled at his best friend when she walked into the classroom. It had been about slightly over three years since he had made "the arrangement" with his best friend's older and overprotective brother. He would pretend to be her boyfriend till her brother approved of a guy that she could go out with as a date. She wasn't happy at first, but she had adjusted to it. After all, they did live in the same house - both he and his best friend.

"Okay, class, settle down." Mrs. Shannon, the English teacher, said. "Everybody to their seats, so we can start today's lesson." She said, as she placed the teacher's key book on her desk at the front of the classroom. She was the only black teacher in the entire school, but she fitted right in. Anybody who said anything about it was put into detention for two week, so nobody said anything about it. She was originally from the US, but decided to move over to Japan (Not the real Japan).

It took no longer then ten seconds before everybody was in their seats and quiet. Just because this school wasn't prep, didn't mean that all the kids weren't disciplined. If public schools could become prep, it probably would have become prep. But, of course, that was all according to R.J. He was the best source of information in the school. He secretly lived in the school because he and his father didn't get along so well. But he knew a lot of things, in and out of the school. You didn't want to mess with him. Make one wrong move and... Bam! You lost a great source of information. He wasn't really big; he was more of a small size teenager. But he can be very helpful.   

"Class," Mrs. Shannon said. "I would like to announce that we have a new student today." She said proudly. The pride in her voice would make anybody think that it was some kid who was known all over the world, or a kid in a very high position in the government. But everybody knew that she also had "that tone" every time there was a new student.

The kid that walked into the room looked very much like a cool punk. He was dressed in a black top that had a weird looking design on it in red and baggy navy blue jeans. His shoes were red and navy blue, they looked kind of cool, but yet kind of weird because it had no shoelaces. He had a red and black watch on his right wrist and a weird looking bracelet on his left wrist that had the colors red, blue, silver, and black. He also had a silver ring that had a weird looking design on it that was on his finger next to his smallest finger. Around his neck was a silver necklace with a weird looking cross on it. Strangely, he was wearing sunglasses with red lenses, a headband, and a red and black cap. It was against the dress code to wear sunglasses, headbands, and caps.

"Why don't you tell us your name and where you're from?" The teacher suggested to the new student. She usually said those kinds of things for a new student. It seemed as though the new kid didn't have a card that said all those things. Usually a new student would go to the principle office and receive one from the principle and would hand it to the teacher when he entered the classroom.

"My name is Dark and I live in Japan." His voice was dead. It was as though he was dead inside. Like life had no meaning to him whatsoever; like he had nothing to live for; like he was just there because he had to be; like he had no other choice; like he couldn't kill himself, so he was still living even though he didn't want to be. But yet, it seemed as though he wanted to be like this.

"What's your last name, dear?" Mrs. Shannon asked him. Not saying how weird she thought his name was. Who would name their son Dark? Even though her mind was like partly laughing and joking around with his name, it never showed on her face. She had to keep her reputation of being always kind, caring, cheerful, and contented with her life as it was.  

He glanced at her, and then back at the class. "I don't have a last name."

"Oh, okay," she said blankly, blinking. "Well, why don't you set yourself down next to Miss Kamiya?" She gestured towards Kari, who was sitting in the second row, third seat. That would mean he was to sit in the first row, third seat. Besides, it was the only empty seat in the classroom.  

The new student nodded his head and walked to his assign seat. His movements looked stiff, but yet relaxed. His face showed no emotion. It was hard to tell what was going through his head at the moment. If he was happy... he sure had a weird way of looking it. His expression was blank, but there was something about him that wasn't as blank as his expression from what anybody could see. There was a burning desire within him, but he seemed cool and calm. This kid was way creepy.

Kari didn't notice it, but he had glanced at her when he sat down. The glance was quick, but he had looked. Nobody saw it, but the right corner of his mouth twitched up. It was quick. It was back down in less than a second. She's here...

~*~*~*~*~*~

TK sat quietly at the cafeteria, drawing on his sketchpad. The person whom he desire to get on paper was sitting way across the cafeteria. It didn't really matter how far she was. As long as he could see her beauty, that was enough. Today was just his lucky day. Every time he wanted to draw her, there was always an open view of her. Life couldn't have been better then today. Not including that one day when he was twelve.

His sketchpad was suddenly snatched from his possession. "You probably have a whole sketchpad full of her already, Takaishi. How many more do you need?" The person had a soft, feminine, and teasing tone.       

The person who had snatched the sketchpad was none other than his best friend, Yagami Hikari, or Kamiya Kari as she was now known as. She was always teasing him about girls whenever she had the chance. Every time he drew a person of the opposite sex she would tease him. He couldn't remember one female that he had drawn that Kari didn't tease him about. She even teased him when he drew a picture of her mother. There wasn't a female he could draw without being teased by his best friend. But part of him enjoyed the teasing.

"So?" TK asked casually, as he snatched his sketchpad back when Kari sat down besides him. "I have three sketchpads full of you, and not to mention the naked drawing I have of you that's in the second sketchpad." TK said with a wide grin. "Actually," he added. "I wouldn't mind making copies of that and sticking them all around school."

"Don't you even dare, Takaishi Takeru!" Kari said angrily. "And for your information," she whispered. "I was half naked, not fully naked." She slightly backed away from him. "Just for today I won't tease you about Katharine or any other girl, but you have to keep your mouth shut about that drawing, deal?" Kari asked, as she turned and stretched her hand out.  

TK clasped his hand in hers. "Deal." They shook hands. "Go out on a date with me?" He asked when their hands parted. Just because they were best friends, didn't mean they couldn't go on dates. Anyways, it wouldn't be the first. He had taken her out on a date when they were twelve. She even kissed him after he walked her back to her house. Well, that was because she knew Davis was spying on them. The kiss was nice, but Davis refused to talk to him for a whole month.

"I'll think about it." Kari said, as she turned away so he wouldn't see the smile she had on her lips.

After a few moments of silence, besides the noises the other students were making, a few of their friends joined them at the table. One of them had brown hair that was slightly bushy and spiked, with goggles placed above his forehead. Another one had blonde hair, nothing done with it. The third and last one had long lavender color hair; she had a bandana tied on her head to keep her hair in place.

"Davis, Willis, Yolei."  Kari greeted her friends, as they sat down. Willis from Colorado, but he moved over a year after they had met. It took him a while, but he fitted right in and was getting use to being on a team. He could have been done with school by now if he wanted to, but he didn't enjoy going to school by himself after he had experience friendship. Being alone after working with Davis and the others wasn't the same anymore.  

"Willis, why do you have two trays?" TK asked, being the only one to notice that he had two trays of food instead of one. Not even Yolei had noticed that he had two trays. But it was probably because she wasn't wearing her glasses. She probably took them off because Ken commented on how pretty she looked without them, but she reused to where contact lenses.  

"I noticed that Kari didn't get her food, so I got it for her." Willis said, pushing one of the trays to her. "I hope I didn't get anything you don't like." He said hopingly. It was very much like him to do something this nice. Everybody, but Kari, noticed that he was being especially nice towards her. They even had gotten information from R.J. that Willis had feelings for her. But anybody could I have known that just by looking at the way he treated her. 

Kari looked down at the food, and then back up at Willis. "You probably know me better than my own brother." Kari said with a smile that proved her words true. Besides, she really wasn't all that good in lying to the people she cared deeply for. She would never admit it but she had strong feelings for Willis. Since she had let TK read her diary a few times he knew about her feelings for him. That was the reason why she stopped letting him read her diary. But she still took looks into his when he let her. 

He smiled back at her. "But TK still knows you best."

"You got that right." TK said proudly, winking at them. He knew Kari like playing basketball. He may have only met her when he was eight, but he was a fast learner. He knew what her favorite food, show, food, animal, pastime, number, and clothes. There was nothing about her he didn't know. He knew all her secrets and crushes. He had become such a great friend that she even let him read her diary a few times. Well, not after reading about her feelings for Willis. He had let he look in his a few times as well, but not as many times as she had let him take a look at hers.

"Okay, Mr. Smarty Pants." Kari said, turning to face him. "Who is my latest crush?"

"That's simple. Rick Matthews." TK answered confidently.

"Sorry, wrong answer." Kari stuck her tongue out at him.

"What?" TK asked in disbelief. "You had a major crush on him just yesterday. How could you have a new crush in less then twenty-four hours? You have had a major crush on Rick for a month. Crushes like that just don't go away like that." TK asked, snapping his fingers. Just yesterday, she had been bragging about Rick to him none stop. He even had to ____ her just to shut her up. He didn't think what he did, because she had sworn that she would kill him if he ever thought about what he did.   

"Hold everything!" Yolei yelled.

TK and Kari looked at her.

"I thought you and TK were dating. Why are you two talking about current crushes on other guys? Shouldn't your crush be on TK? And, TK," she turned her gaze from Kari to TK. "doesn't it bother you that your girlfriend has a crush on other men?" Yolei said, emphasizing the word your. She was very confused when it came to the both of then. Some times they didn't even act like they were dating. They just acted as though they were just friends, nothing more than that. But they had clearly said that they were dating.

Busted!

"Just because me and TK are dating doesn't mean I don't get crushes on other guys. Besides," Kari started to ruffle TK's hair. "TK knows he'll always be my little puppy." Kari cooed. "Yes, you are." She continued. She knew these kinds of things would get to him. They always did, and always will.

TK just stared at her with glaring eyes. He knew that she knew that he knew that he hated it when she cooed him like this. Besides teasing, this was another thing she did to irritate him. Why they did this to each other? He didn't have the slightly idea. But he had a feeling that as long as they remained friends, the cooing and teasing would go prevail.

~*~*~*~*~*~

MONDAY AFTERNOON: 1500

"He is like the cutest guy in the entire school," a school girl squealed. "Maybe even the whole of Japan." She continued to her friend, who was just nodding her head in agreement.

TK groaned as the two girls walked away. Just when he had gotten use to everybody talking about the new kid, he just had to find out that the new kid was Kari's new crush. How in the world could she have a crush on a guy she didn't even meet? Now every time he heard somebody talk about the new kid, he couldn't help but groan.

"He may be a little creepy and his name may be a bit weird," Kari was saying. "but he sure is cute." She said to her friends Jeri, Rika, and Zoe. She had been so into talking about how cute the new kid was that she hadn't noticed that TK had been groaning for the past hour they had been there.

"Yeah," Jeri and Zoe agreed.

Since Rika didn't go to the same school as them, she didn't know what the new kid at their school looked like. But that was okay with her. He was just a guy. She was getting a little irritated by him because Kari, Jeri, and Zoe had been talking none stop about him ever since she sat down with them. She should have just stayed home like she usually did after school.

"I can't believe I know either one of you." TK muttered. He was suppose to be here with Kari, alone. This was suppose to be a date, not a chitchatting outing. Everything was going smooth, at least till Jeri and Zoe. Joined by Rika later, but she was okay because she usually didn't bother with anybody. After that, the males came, but Kari wouldn't let him leave the table.

"Why?" Kari asked, patting his back.

"You three have been talking about a guy you haven't even met." TK groaned out his answer. He was right. He had been with Kari the whole day, and never once did she go and talk to the new kid. Sure, it was because they couldn't seem to find him every time a class finished. But that wasn't the point! The point was that she didn't even know the guy and she was going head over heels for him.

Kari smiled. "TK, are you jealous?"

"Takaishi Takeru is never jealous." He stated firmly with a lifted fist.

"Okay, fine. You can go and sit with the guys." Kari said, seeing how miserable he was. Maybe making him sit with her wasn't such a good idea. He was starting to look like he was getting a fever. She shouldn't torture him the way she was. She should find another way to torture him.

"Thank you." TK shot off his seat and was at the guys' table in a flash.

"Hey," Zoe said, slightly hitting Kari on her shoulder to get her attention. "Isn't that Dark?" She said, pointing out the window.

Kari looked out the window. "Yeah, that's him."

Rika looked out the window to see just how cute this new kid was. What!  What she saw wasn't cute, what she saw was... she shook her head. She wasn't going that way. He looked... dead. But she couldn't really tell because of his sunglasses. What she could see was some guy dressed in three colors – red, blue, and black. Maybe he was kind of… Rika shook her head again.

"Deciding?" Kari asked with a smile.

"There's nothing to decide." Rika said. "He's kind of creepy looking, evil kind of creepy looking." She specified herself. Deep in her mind she was saying something else, but she would never say it aloud even if her very life depended on her saying it. There was no way she would ever say what was in her subconscious. Besides, it was in her subconscious. She was conscious of it.  

"He..." Kari trailed off as she watched him walk into the café.

He didn't glance at any of them, either he didn't see them, remember them, or he just didn't care. He just walked straight to the counter with looking at anyone or anything. Since Kari, Jeri, Rika, and Zoe were sitting close to the counter, they could hear what he was ordering. He didn't order anything to eat, just a milkshake to go.

Kari froze when she saw him glance at her. Her heart nearly stopped beating. He... he glanced at her. Out of all the people, he glanced at her. Well, it looked like her crush had something for her as well as she did for him. Things seemed to be going well for her today.

"He's probably like other guys." Rika said, bringing Kari back to reality. "He's probably conceited, ignorant, a good for nothing jerk, one of those guys who think they're so cool by the way they act, dress, and look. And he is so darn cute." Rika quickly covered her mouth when she realized what she had just said.

Kari, Jeri, and Zoe smiled at her with the expression 'See? He is cute'.

"I better get out of here before I turn into you guys." Rika said, grabbing her bag off the floor. "I'll see you guys tomorrow after school." Without waving and saying goodbye, she left. She was right. If she didn't leave them, she would probably be head over heels for that guy she only looked at. She was not like that and never would be like that. She would make sure of that.

"It looks like the new student has his eyes on you." Zoe said to Kari. She had seen Dark glance at Kari when he was headed for the door. It didn't really matter much to her. She had her yes set on somebody eyes... Although, she would never say this to anyone, especially not to the one she had her eyes on.

"He glancing at me doesn't mean anything." That was what she said, but it wasn't what she was thinking in her head and in her heart. He glancing at her meant everything. It meant there was hope. Brother? Okay, maybe not.

"That's what you say, but that's not what you're thinking."

"Kari, can we go home now?" TK asked like a little child, wrapping his arms around her neck from behind. "Please, take me home, Mommy." TK pleaded like a little child. It usually worked, but not all the time. He wanted to go home, but he wasn't sure whether she wanted to go home. He forgot his keys, so he needed her to get in.

"Only if you admit you're jealous and you'll listen to me brag about the new kid." Kari said with a smile.

"You're evil, you know that?" TK asked, glaring at her.

~*~*~*~*~*~

MONDAY NIGHT: 0000

"Kari, play with me." TK said for the thousandth time.

"TK, if you don't leave me alone to finish this essay," she turned on her chair to face her friend, who was being very irritating at this particular night. "I'm going to kill you. The essay is due in two more lessons, and I plan to go out with Yolei and Zoe tomorrow. So, I want to finish this essay by tonight." Kari pushed him towards his bed. "Go to bed," she ordered. "It's late."

"Aren't you going to bed to?" TK asked a little too innocently. He received a glaring look from her, but he ignored it like he always been at home. "I won't go to sleep unless you do." TK said like a stubborn child. "Please." He knew very well he what he was doing. He was keeping her from doing her work. She would go to bed and have to finish her essay tomorrow. He would be able to spent time with her without the company of her friends.

With a sigh of defeat, she turned of the table lamp. She walked to her bed, which was opposite of TK's, and collapse down. "You win this time, Takaishi." Kari said angrily, but with a smile. She needed sleep anyway. She should be thanking him. The nightmares she had every night has been keeping her awake for the past week. Maybe tonight would be different and she would get some sleep.

To Be Continued