"He did what?"  Takeru shrugged at me, tossing the mikan back
and forth in his hands. He finally started to peel it. "It's no
big deal, he just said that he liked me."  "You want me to kick
his ass?"  "Daisuke," a hint of anger in his voice. Not that
he's really angry. Just annoyed with my... er... violent
tendency.  "I'm not joking, I'd do it!" I insist around the
straw of my chocolate shake. I guess it isn't really a good
thing that my first response when someone says, 'So-and-so said
blah-blah-blah' is 'You want me to kick their ass?' But it's not
like all my friends can take care of themselves. A few of the
girls especially. It gets me in trouble sometimes though. There
was a time when Takeru was in a fight or something and I kind
of... well, not kind of, I did break it up... and then I set
into the guy who was messing with him when he didn't shut up.
Seemed like the right thing to do. After all, I kick more ass
than Takeru does. Except Takeru was angry because he thought I
didn't think he could take car