As Long As She's Smiling. (Hibiki's Story)
A Vandread fanfic by Pure Dark Umbreon
*Formerly known as Lelay Tomoe

A/N- Hi! The next in my series of (____'s Story) fics!! This one's all H/D!!! YAY!! This is my first Vandread fic, so don't flame me too badly. Everything is based on season 1, as I haven't been able to DL Second Stage yet. Its Hibiki's thoughts, just like all the rest of my (Story) fics. So, if it rambles and wanders around and off topic, THAT'S HOW ITS SUPPOSED TO BE!!!!! YAY!! So don't flame me for it. I tried to stay in character, but if it goes OOC, sorry. Hope you all like it!

Disclaimer- I don't own Vandread. All I own is a file full of pictures and some binder covers for next year that feature those pictures. Oh! I have all the Season 1 DVDs as well. Oh! And 2 cards that have Meia and Vandread Meia on them!!! They're shiny!!

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Is it possible for a man to love a woman? That video we found made it look like it might be. But I'm not sure. I guess the real problem is that I'm not sure I even know what love is. It's not really something that 3rd class citizens think about that often. I was mostly concerned with making sure I got food and didn't get beat up.

The getting beat up thing really hasn't changed much, but the food. D'you know that even if I spend an entire day running away from her, she always manages to bring me dinner? I know sometimes she just gets it from the choices in the cafeteria, but most of the time she makes it herself. She really doesn't need to do all that. I kinda wonder why she does. I know she tries to make me happy, she tries to make _everyone_ happy, that's how she is, but she seems really concerned with me. She has been ever since I met her, or should I say since the first time she chased me around the ship? You know, sometimes I wonder if she even _knows_ my name. I know very well that she doesn't use it. Then again, I've never asked her to. And I've never really told her _not_ to call me "Mr. Alien". In a way I guess I think its kinda cute.

Still, I don't get why I'm so different from Duero or Bart. _They're_ men, _they're_ aliens, but she only chases me. She only calls _me_ by that ridiculous nickname. She's so concerned with _my_ happiness, always chasing me around, giving me those dumb alien toys, making me food. Well, I guess I don't mind the last one too much, after all.

You know what's really funny? How sad I'd be if she stopped. Awhile ago we got into this big fight, and I really realized how lonely I could get without her around. And how much it hurt me to hurt her. The look on her face when she overheard me talking to Pyoro. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to make her cry! I hate it when she cries. I didn't even really mean any of the stuff I said. I was trying to convince myself that I wasn't lonely. Strange how that never works. I wanted to say something- anything!- to keep her from leaving, to apologize for all the stuff I didn't mean. But my throat froze up. The look on her face. she looked so hurt. I know she had come to give me that pillow. and I would've taken it, too. I missed having her around. She made everything so much more- exciting. But I panicked. Something in me told me that this was so much more important than any battle I would fight.

How did that stupid fight start, anyway? Oh, yeah. She was in my room. I wasn't really _that_ mad. I just freaked out, I guess. Because when I saw her in my bed. the part of me that wasn't completely surprised was happy. Happy. The first feeling I had when I saw a _girl_ in my _bed_!!! That would freak anyone out, right? So I kicked her out. I needed to figure it out. I didn't mean for her to take it so hard. She was just trying to make me happy again. Thing is, she did it. And in the scariest way possible for me. See, I might've been _mad_ if she had messed with my room and just left. I probably would've been _mad_ if it was anyone else. But her. no. I really can't stay mad at her. She's always trying so hard to make me happy.

She doesn't have to try so hard. See, it makes me happy to see her happy. So all she really has to do is be herself. Dita makes me happy. Does that mean I _love_ her? I can't say. But I do know this- as long as she's here, I'll fight to protect her. Because somehow everything seems like it'll turn out okay- as long as she's smiling.

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A/N- So? Loved it? Hated it? Push the little button right there at the bottom!!! BTW- some of you are probably wondering why I wrote this from Hibiki's perspective, since it seems to be Dita who's mostly wondering about loving him. Well, I decided to do a little introspective on _Hibiki_ for a change. I thought it would be interesting, and I think it came out alright. I hope it did. Like I said, this is my first Vandread fic, so try not to kill me. As I have said in the others in this series- all flames will be fed to Pogo, my pet dragon. Bye!