Hey guys. Came up with an idea for a new story. You may know I've got some other stories that I still need to finish and I promise I'll get back to work on those soon. For now though I want to do this little story and get it out whilst it's in my head.

This story is about Hiroaki Ishida and Nancy/Natusko Takaishi, Matt and TK's mom and dad. Big fan of this couple and I'm a bit disappointed there isn't more fanfics with them around (at least I haven't been able to find many). This small story (maybe about 5 or 6 chapters) will set before Digimon Adventure and will be about how they first met each other, fell in love, got married, had their boys and eventually divorced. The anime never really went into the details of why this family broke up and I feel it would have been a good side-plot to have used.

This story will also follow a time-line I've used in another digimon story (in that Matt is aged 14 and TK is 8 and it's set in 1999). Here we go.

Chapter 1

Timeline: October 1984.

Hiroaki Ishida was 20 years old and was a student at the Odaiba university of journalism (he had ambitions to be a news anchor). He'd managed to secure himself a part-time job to support himself through a cousin, working in record shop at weekends. He'd grown up in the country with his mother but had moved into the city in order to study his chosen degree and ever since arriving he'd been living life to the fullest. He'd managed to secure himself a part-time job to support himself through a cousin, working in record shop at weekends. He was so taken in by the lights, the hustle and bustle and excitement of the big city had completely taken him in. Although he'd been working hard in his studies and was getting good grades he'd been having fun too.

He and new friends who'd met in his student block of apartments had been going out to bars most nights for drinks to get drunk and possibly hook up with any girls. Hiroaki himself had been moderately successful. On several occasions he had succeeded in sweet-talking a babe (who was usually half-drunk) and had taken her back to his apartment for some fun. The next morning he'd call his girl a cab and send her home, never bothering to make contact with them ever again. All they were to him were drunken one-night stands. He wasn't the only guy doing this for crying out loud, almost every guy on every university campus in the world seemed to be doing it. It was the whole point of university besides getting an education, to fool around and have fun.

One night in October, the time of year when the first chills of winter began to appear, he was invited to a party in a college term nearby on the campus to happen on Saturday night. He and all his friends who'd been invited all accepted, they had been assured that there would be free beer and quite a lot of other people there. He was a bit short of cash anyway having spent a load of it going out to bars where the price of alcohol was through the roof.

"You going to this campus party tonight?" asked his friend Ryo. There were in the record shop owned by Hiroaki's cousin and Hiroaki himself was working his shift. It was unusually quiet today and and so he had time to talk to his friend who was leaning on the counter.

"Yeah," Hiroaki replied to his question. "Later on. When I'm done here I'm going to lock up, head back to my apartment and change. Then I'll head over."

"You don't need to dress up or anything," his friend told him. "They'll be a tonne of girls there and they won't be difficult to reel in. They're not like women in bars who you need to impress sometimes, tonight will be a piece cake compared to how it is normally."

Ryo himself was a bit of ladies man (or at least thought he was one). He'd try to pick up several women at once whenever they'd go out to bars and usually ended up with a drink splashed in his face when he'd naively make too suggestive a comment. Like Hiroaki though he occasionally had his successes and he'd made it clear that tonight he'd definitely be on the prowl.

"Still," said Hiroaki now in response as he was putting change in the cash register. "I'll still go back and smarten up. I hate wearing this uniform."

"Okay dude, well I'll see you there then," said Ryo standing up and heading off. Hiroaki bid him farewell and got back to work.

Later

Hiroaki was heading over to the college dorm where he'd been told the party was. He'd finished up at work and as he'd said he was going to do, he gone back to his apartment, got changed and thrown a splash of aftershave on. He'd left without his jacket though and as he made his way to the dorm he began to shivered a little bit, the night air was definitely getting colder. Before long he arrived and made his way inside.

As soon as he'd stepped inside Hiroaki knew was in for a good time. There was loud music playing, with people all over the place holding glasses of wine or bottles of beer. He quickly spotted his friends including Ryo.

"Hiroaki buddy, over here," he called.

Hiroaki heard him (just about) and made his way over. He was handed a beer and begin to sip away along with everyone else.

"It's jumping in here," Hiroaki said.

"I know, this is wild," said his other friend Osamu.

"I think we're in for a good night," said Ryo rubbing his hands together, his eyes excited as they surveyed their surroundings. There were dozens upon dozens of girls here.

"On your marks. Get set. Go." he joked.

"You're a bit keen aren't you?" laughed Hiroaki. "Have a drink or two first, relax."

"I am relaxed," he smiled. "Just the sight of all these babes is pumping me up. Just have a scan around and you'll see a girl you like in no time. Once you spot your target make your move however you want."

Hiroaki and the others all just shook their heads and chuckled (though they all took on board what he said). With Ryo soon off on his way Hiroaki did indeed began to have a look at the other people in the room. There were some hot girls and some single guys who all clearly had the same intentions as them.

As he sipped on his beer and made some light small talk with his buddies he continued to have a look around. There were some nice looking girls but none that really took his fancy. By the time he finished his second beer he turned to his friends and asked;

"Do you guys won't to move to a different room?"

"Yeah man, let's go," Kenji replied. Making sure they picked up a new beer each from the cooler on the table before the left, the three (Ryo had gone off to some other part of the dorm too) walked out and headed to what looked like a common room. It was a large room and there were far more people in here.

"Let's stand here," said Osamu finding a spot by what looked like an old fireplace. They walked over, cracked open their beers and as Hiroaki brought the bottle up to his mouth for his first gulp his eyes fell on someone standing on the other side of the room underneath an old painting. From the moment he saw her, he didn't want to take his eyes off her. He just wanted to look at her for ever and ever. It was the very time his eyes saw the lady who he would marry and children with (though he of course didn't know that at the time).

The girl in question had dirty blonde hair that came just past her shoulders. She was wearing a royal blue dress that showed off her knockout figure perfectly and her great legs. She was chatting away with a couple of other girlfriends on the other side of the room, a glass of wine in her hand.

"Hiroaki?"

"What!?" he said snapping back to his senses and (reluctantly) taking his eyes off the girl.

"I was saying, do you think Ryo has scored yet?"

"Who knows?" he replied, his tone making it clear he wasn't interested. He turned back to look across the room, desperately to lock his eyes back onto her and make sure he didn't lose sight.

"Who are you looking at?" enquired Kenji now.

"Oh, erm…." he stuttered.

"You finally seen a girl you like?" asked Osamu.

"Yeah," he answered, his eyes still on her. She was talking and laughing with her friends.

"Where? Let's have a look, point her out Hiroaki," Kenji prodded.

Hiroaki turned to him and thought about what to do. Part of him didn't want them to know what girl he was looking at, he wanted only his eyes to enjoy her. He did so anyway though eventually.

"Her, the girl with the blue dress on underneath the painting," he told them.

The two others looked over and spotted her. Kenji whistled.

"Man, she's smoking. You picked yourself out a good one there," he said.

"Yeah, she's looks fantastic," added Osamu.

"Yeah," was all Hiroaki say dreamily.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" asked Kenji.

"What?"

"Get over there and talk to her," he ordered.

"Well, what would I say?"

"Just introduce yourself. Ask her name and what she'd studying. Start a conversation for God's sake."

Hiroaki just sighed.

"Come on man," urged Osama too now. "If you don't get in there now dude then someone else will. You can't be the only guy in the room who she's caught the eye of, someone will go over there and start with her if you don't hurry up."

Hiroaki thought about what he said and he was right, this girl was bound to have more admirers in the room who were also mulling over whether or not to move in. It would hurt like hell if he saw someone else get in before him. He made up his mind. He took a gulp of his beer for some courage and said;

"Okay, here it goes."

"May the force be with you," Osamu said (he was a Star Wars nut).

Hiroaki wasn't really a shy person by nature, he'd proven that on all there other nights out trying to pick up women. He'd approach one he liked, say the lines he thought would work and saw where it went. Sometimes it worked and he'd get the girl for himself, sometimes it wouldn't and the girl would walk off. Now though he felt completely different and he didn't know why. This girl had just blown him away the minute he'd laid eyes on her. She took his breathe away and made him nervous in a way he'd never experienced before. As he approached her and got closer and closer to her he repeatedly told himself over and over again; "Don't screw this up. Don't screw this up."

When he finally reached her and her friends and he caught their attention. He opened his dry mouth and said;

"Hi."

"Hi," they all said in reply with smiles (her smile in particular made him melt).

"Er….well, er….." was all he could said after that. They all looked at him waiting. Why did he have freeze up now? Why? Thankfully, back up arrived and saved him.

"Hi girls," said Kenji coming up from behind him now and putting a hand on his shoulder. "Can we be very rude and join your conversation."

The girls all laughed and one with dark her said;

"Sure why not? It's a party."

"That's the one," he said in response. "Can we get you girls a refill?" he asked noticing their glasses of wine where all almost empty.

"Sure, that would be great," said the other girl now.

"How about we go get them?" said the dark haired girl now to Kenji. She'd clearly taken an instant liking to him.

"Yeah okay, come on," he said smiling. His luck was clearly in. He and the girl walked off towards the table in the middle of the room with all the wine bottles, leaving Hiroaki and Osamu behind with the blonde and the other girl.

Laughing at seeing her friend go off with a guy she only just this second met, the girl smiled and turned towards the guy who'd come over first.

"So, what's your name?" she asked friendly.

"Hiroaki," he replied, overjoyed that she was talking to him. "What's yours?"

"Nancy," she answered with another gorgeous smile.

"Nancy," he said to himself. That was a pretty name. Was it possibly foreign. In attempt to further break the ice and get the ball rolling he decided to ask.

"Yes, it's French," she told him. "My dad's French and I'm named after my grandmother."

Her voice was soft and gentle and now he was close he say her up close for the first time. She was wearing some well applied make up which made her skin glow and her eyes were so beautifully blue that he could get lost in them for days.

"That's nice," he said now giving a smile of his own in response. Unbeknownst to him she liked it.

And they were off, chatting away as if they'd know each other all along about what they were each studying. Nancy was studying a course similar to his own, just that it was print journalism. She wanted to be a writer. As they talked Hiroaki could feel himself settling and his confidence returning. What had he been so nervous about? It must have been because he liked this girl so much that he was desperate not to make a bad first impression, and in doing so, nearly done exactly that. Thank God for Kenji though who'd saved him from drowning. He'd jumped in right at the exact moment and rescued Hiroaki by taking the girls' focus off him. That in turn allowed Hiroaki to gather himself instead of stuttering like an idiot.

After a little while when Hiroaki finished his beer he said;

"I'm getting another drink, do you want one?"

"Yes please," answered Nancy. "I'm sure Mieko and your friend went off about 15 minutes ago to get us some and they haven't come back."

"Yeah, I wonder where they got up too?" Hiroaki wondered.

"Knowing Mieko, probably something a bit bold," she said rolling her eyes. Hiroaki chuckled. Lucky Kenji.

"I'll go get some drinks," he said now.

"Okay," said Nancy with another smile (God he loved those). He left her and walked over to the booze table to get some more drinks. At the table picked up another beer and poured her glass of the wine she liked.

He felt a hand tap him on the shoulder and he turned around.

"Ryo," he said looking at his friend. "What's up?"

"Nothing man," Ryo replied. "You had any luck picking up a chick?"

"Well I've got chatting with someone, you?"

"Nope. This sucks Hiroaki, none of the girls here will give me the time of day."

"Maybe you should change your approach."

"Yeah right," said Ryo grinning. "Nah, I'm just having a slow start. I'll hook up with someone before too long. Where are Osamu and Kenji?"

"Osamu is over there talking with that redhead and Kenji, I don't know what happened to him. He went to get drinks with this other girl and never came back."

"Lucky bastard," Ryo sniggered. "Well what about you, where's the girl you said you got talking too."

Hiroaki gulped now. He again thought about whether he should bring Nancy to anyone else's attention seeing as he liked her. Again though he blabbed.

"Over there, the blonde girl in the blue."

Ryo looked over and when he caught sight of her he tongue practically rolled out.

"Oh man, she is so freakin' hot. I think I'm going to go over and introduce myself."

"Don't you dare!" said Hiroaki now, some genuine anger in his voice. "She's waiting for me and I'm talking to her. If you go near her I'll break your teeth, I'm not joking."

"Jesus Christ Hiroaki, chill out," said Ryo backing down. "Fine, she's all yours if you want her that badly. She is scolding though, just look at that figure. You've hit a home run if you score with her man."

Hiroaki blushed at his friend's suggestion. He honestly wasn't even thinking about that, truly he wasn't. He just enjoyed talking to Nancy, being close to her and having her company to himself. The moment he'd spotted her he knew he liked her, he liked her a lot.

"See you later," he merely said now as he scooped up his drinks and walked back over to her.

"Thanks," said Nancy as he reached her and handed her the glass of wine. "Who was that you were talking to?"

"Just a friend of mine," Hiroaki answered. "He's drunk and he's talking mumbo jumbo, couldn't understand a word."

Nancy giggled and had some of her wine. After a few more minutes a new sang came on the house stereo and Nancy's crystal blue eyes lit up.

"Oooooh, I love this song," she gushed. "Do you want to do dance?"

"Dance?" he spluttered.

"Yeah, come on it'll be fun."

There were quite a few others in the room who were beginning to do so and Nancy was eager for them to join in.

"Sure, okay then," he said deciding to go for it.

"Great," she beamed. She set her glass down and grabbed him by the hand, leading him to the makeshift dance floor. Feeling her hand in his own, her touch gave him goosebumps. Her skin felt as soft as it looked.

They proceeded to dance away. Neither were particularly good and they weren't exactly ballroom dancing, they both just having fun. For most of it they kept eye contact with one another. He lost himself in her blue eyes and she found herself drawn into his strong dark ones. As they danced away they each thought.

"I really like this guy," Nancy told herself. "He's sweet and interesting. And he's a gentleman."

"I can't believe how easy this feels," Hiroaki was telling himself. "How come I got so nervous at the start and nearly screwed up? She's so beautiful but she's also more than that. She's funny and cool, she's probably the only girl I've ever really enjoyed talking too."

After what must have been nearly hour Hiroaki and Nancy pulled themselves away from the dance floor. Both were exhausted from the dancing but they were still having a good time.

"I'm so out of breath," she said now. "I think I need another drink." She picked up her wine which she'd originally set down on the small table they were talking by and took a gulp. After she swallowed it she began to splutter.

"Nancy?" enquired her redheaded friend who'd long since abandoned Osamu. The girl began to pat Nancy on the back as Hiroaki looked on, unsure what to do. Eventually Nancy settled but her face was quite red.

"I think you've had a bit too much," smiled her friend. "All the dancing and alcohol may have made you a bit sick, time I think you got yourself off to bed."

"You're probably right," Nancy replied. Hiroaki in turn looked at his watch and saw that it was 1.30am, he'd arrived at just past 8pm. The time had flown.

"You're leaving then?" asked Hiroaki disappointed.

"Yeah, I guess so," Nancy replied.

"Do you….. do you need me to walk you back?" he asked sounding a desperate. He didn't want to lose her company yet, he wanted to stay with her.

"Oh, well….. if you like?" she replied. Hiroaki jumped on the chance.

"Yeah, I think I should call it a night myself because it's getting a little late. It's dark and cold out so I'll walk you back to make sure you're okay."

"Such a gentleman," mused Nancy's friend. Hiroaki just blushed.

Nancy collected up her little purse/bag and she and Hiroaki made their way off. As they headed out Hiroaki caught sight of Ryo and Osamu standing by the door, neither of them having met a girl. Both smiled and winked at him as he past them and he just nodded. Fortunately Nancy didn't notice.

As soon as they stepped out the cold air attack them. Neither had brought coats and so they both felt chilly as they began to walk.

"My dorm's over the way," she explained to him, her voice now sounding tired.

"I'll walk you there," he told her.

They both walked on and remained silent for a minute or two. Nancy though began to feel the effects of the chill. Her thin dress did little to protect.

"It's so cold," she shivered.

Hiroaki then did something very bold. He wrapped his left arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him in order to warm her up. It was a very subtle but bold thing to do. Luckily for him though, Nancy was appreciative.

"Aww, thanks," she said with a smile, resting her head on his shoulders as they walked.

"YES!" was all he could think.

They soon reached her dorm and Nancy got out her keys and opened the door. As she fiddled about though she almost tripped over on her heels, she fell back against Hiroaki who helped her stand up.

"Oh, sorry," she said. "I guess I did have too many."

"It's alright," Hiroaki replied. "Here, I'll make sure you get to your room okay, you could fall on the stairs."

Nancy didn't refuse the offer and they both proceeded to walk up to her room. Hiroaki now began to think about what would happen next? Would she invite him into her apartment? Would tonight be a 'successful' one? He began to get nervous again, this time in anticipation. Eventually they reached her door, no.19, and she opened it. He decided to be bold again and followed her in and again she didn't react negatively.

Her apartment was actually very similar to his own, scarcely decorated with only the essentials. A kitchen and living room made into one, one toilet and one door that led to what surely had to be her bedroom. That was the door she staggered towards.

"Hey, you almost fell again," he warned moving over to catch and steady her.

"I'm fine," she assured him. He opened the door for her and half carried her inside. There was bed, a cabinet, a set of drawers and small desk with a type writer on it, surely for her studies. He helped set her down on her bed. She then said;

"Thanks so much for getting me home and helping me, you're a true gentleman."

"My pleasure Nancy," he said in response with small smile. What was going to happen now? The anticipation was killing him.

Nancy then grabbed ahold of his hand and pulled him to sit down next to her. He crazily excited now.

"I had fun tonight with you," she said now smiling.

"I had a whole lot of fun too," he replied, feeling as nervous now as he did when he first approached her. Nancy then began to move towards him, her face getting closer and closer. Hiroaki realised what was coming and his inside felt like they did a somersault. His lips met hers and…. he was in pure fantasy land. Their tongues met and his body just untensed completely.

All he could imagine now was Ryo's voice in head shouting "MISSION ACCOMPLISHED". They proceeded to make out for several minutes, both loving every minute of it. Nancy eventually pulled her soft lips away from his and rested her around on his shoulder. Hiroaki very delicately placed his hands on her sides. Again felt a tingle as he touched her.

But, just as it looked like things were going to move up a gear, his hopes were sunk completely. After Nancy didn't move or say anything for a while Hiroaki noticed something. Her breathing had become slower and deeprer. SHE'D FALLEN ASLEEP ON HIM.

"Oh damn," he sighed under his breath. What was he to do now? He had the most beautiful girl he'd ever set eyes on and wanted more than anything asleep against him whilst he was still wide awake. This was awkward.

Now you see, some guys like Ryo who were horny little boys at heart, they wouldn't have even thought twice in this situation. They'd strip the girl naked, lay her down and get to the fun regardless of her being awake or not. It wasn't rape, not at all (least not back then). Just a bit of drunk sex that the person wouldn't remember in the morning. But Hiroaki WASN'T like that. No way.

He'd been praised several times tonight for being a gentleman, mostly by Nancy herself. A gentleman would never take advantage of a vulnerable young woman like this, no matter how badly they wanted to be with them.

So Hiroaki decided to do the very decent thing that everyone should do in this type of situation. He gently lifted her up and laid her back on her bed, making sure to straighten out her legs and place a soft pillow under her head in order to make sure she was comfortable. Once that was done he then stood up and got ready to leave her in peace. Before he did though he grabbed a small pen off her desk and some of her writing paper. He then wrote down his apartment's phone number on it as well as his name with a "CALL ME" and leaving it in plain sight were she'd definitely see it. That was all he could do. Give her his details and pray she decided to go ahead contact him when she woke up. Taking one last look at her sleeping form before he left, Hiroaki thought to himself for what had to be the umpteenth time tonight.

"My God she's beautiful."

He then quietly made his way out, closing the bedroom door after him. He walked towards her still open front door and made sure he closed that too without making a noise. When he was back outside in the cold night air he let out a big sigh. He began to make his way back to his own apartment and bed, wishing more than he's ever wished for anything that Nancy would call him.

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