Disclaimer: Now for the redundant, I obviously don't own digimon and never
will!
Author's note: My 1st Kenyako story, and I hope you guys like it. I sort of got the idea of this story from this movie, Twins Effect, but I didn't watch it so I hope the concept of my fic is original. All I know about the movie is that it's about vampires. Well, read and review, ok? Hope you all like it!
Also, I made a couple changes to some of the digidestined's age. Takeru, Ken, Hikari, Daisuke and Miyako are all of the same age (sixth grade). The others have the same age. And you must have noticed that I am using the kids' Japanese names for this story. I just wanted to try it out. So, that's all for my babbling now, happy reading!
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The new kid certainly seemed mysterious. He was one of those boys in school that grew their hair long to "act cool" (though was that his reason for growing his hair long?), and it was a strange indigo colour. Was it dyed? The boy was dressed in black, and wore dark sunglasses. The sixth grade teacher, Mr. Fujiko, had seemed rather annoyed at that-he had asked the boy quite a few times to take those glasses off, but with quite cool confidence, he had refused to do so.
"Hi, my name is Ken Ichijouji," he said.
Miyako could not help but become completely curious about Ken. She did not know him at all, but yet she felt that he seemed completely mysterious, and strangely, a little scary. So, she was kind of shocked when he chose to sit next to her in class.
"This seat isn't taken, is it?" he asked her politely.
"Oh, no," said Miyako quickly. She sat alone in class. Being rather loud mouthed, hot tempered and bossy, she was not exactly the most popular in class. People who knew her better (and there were not many), like Takeru, Hikari and Daisuke, knew that she was actually quite nice inside- but others regarded her as quite an annoyance.
Ken sat down. "So. What's your name?"
"Miyako," Miyako replied.
Ken grinned easily. "How's Mr. Fujiko like?"
Miyako laughed. Mr. Fujiko was one humorous teacher. "Oh, he's funny," she remarked, smiling. "He's quite a bore, but his antics make up for it, he's quite a confused person. He's the type of guy that bangs into lampposts on the street."
Ken smiled. "Sounds like fun,"
"Fun." Repeated Miyako. He had sounded kind of funny when he said that word. Just my imagination, she thought as she stared at him for a while. Then her bluntness took over and her question popped out.
"Why don't you take off your sunglasses? I mean, wouldn't it be pretty hard to look at the blackboard? You look kind of scary, frankly."
Ken shrugged. He seemed slightly taken aback. "Uh. . . do you have a problem with that?"
"Oh!" Miyako said, flustered. Feeling completely stupid, she said, "Sorry. I'm just a really blunt person. I speak before I think."
Ken smiled. "Can tell." He said.
"I wear sunglasses," he continued, "because I like them."
"But. . ." Miyako glanced around at the class. Most were whispering, shooting glances at Ken. Nobody was paying attention to Mr. Fujiko's physics theories, and, as usual, he did not notice. "Everyone's talking about you."
"I don't really care." Said Ken, grinning. "I mean, well, just as long as you like it, who cares about what others think? I think I might be what they call a maverick. People used to call me that."
"Ok." Said Miyako.
"Why don't we pay attention to Fujiko now," suggested Ken, turning to the board, "I think he's looking at us."
***
Soon, it was recess.
"Want to sit with me and my friends?" Miyako suggested to Ken brightly. She thought that he was pretty nice, after all that chatting during lessons. She had also found out that Ken was smart, too, because he answered every physics question Mr. Fujiko (who did not seem to take a liking to Ken) asked correctly.
"Sorry, no can do," Ken said hurriedly. "I'm going off to do some important stuff."
"Where?" Miyako asked, astounded. "You're new; you barely know your way around here! Shall I show you around?"
"No," Ken said shortly. Miyako could not help feeling rather hurt at the sudden cold way he spoke. "It's, uh, kind of private. Sorry. I really gotta run." By now Ken was fidgeting slightly. Then he hurried off, leaving Miyako staring after him.
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Ok! That's all for now! Sorry if this chapter is a bit boring, just all that talking and all, but there will be more next chapter, ok? I really hope you like this story! Review me lotsa!
Author's note: My 1st Kenyako story, and I hope you guys like it. I sort of got the idea of this story from this movie, Twins Effect, but I didn't watch it so I hope the concept of my fic is original. All I know about the movie is that it's about vampires. Well, read and review, ok? Hope you all like it!
Also, I made a couple changes to some of the digidestined's age. Takeru, Ken, Hikari, Daisuke and Miyako are all of the same age (sixth grade). The others have the same age. And you must have noticed that I am using the kids' Japanese names for this story. I just wanted to try it out. So, that's all for my babbling now, happy reading!
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The new kid certainly seemed mysterious. He was one of those boys in school that grew their hair long to "act cool" (though was that his reason for growing his hair long?), and it was a strange indigo colour. Was it dyed? The boy was dressed in black, and wore dark sunglasses. The sixth grade teacher, Mr. Fujiko, had seemed rather annoyed at that-he had asked the boy quite a few times to take those glasses off, but with quite cool confidence, he had refused to do so.
"Hi, my name is Ken Ichijouji," he said.
Miyako could not help but become completely curious about Ken. She did not know him at all, but yet she felt that he seemed completely mysterious, and strangely, a little scary. So, she was kind of shocked when he chose to sit next to her in class.
"This seat isn't taken, is it?" he asked her politely.
"Oh, no," said Miyako quickly. She sat alone in class. Being rather loud mouthed, hot tempered and bossy, she was not exactly the most popular in class. People who knew her better (and there were not many), like Takeru, Hikari and Daisuke, knew that she was actually quite nice inside- but others regarded her as quite an annoyance.
Ken sat down. "So. What's your name?"
"Miyako," Miyako replied.
Ken grinned easily. "How's Mr. Fujiko like?"
Miyako laughed. Mr. Fujiko was one humorous teacher. "Oh, he's funny," she remarked, smiling. "He's quite a bore, but his antics make up for it, he's quite a confused person. He's the type of guy that bangs into lampposts on the street."
Ken smiled. "Sounds like fun,"
"Fun." Repeated Miyako. He had sounded kind of funny when he said that word. Just my imagination, she thought as she stared at him for a while. Then her bluntness took over and her question popped out.
"Why don't you take off your sunglasses? I mean, wouldn't it be pretty hard to look at the blackboard? You look kind of scary, frankly."
Ken shrugged. He seemed slightly taken aback. "Uh. . . do you have a problem with that?"
"Oh!" Miyako said, flustered. Feeling completely stupid, she said, "Sorry. I'm just a really blunt person. I speak before I think."
Ken smiled. "Can tell." He said.
"I wear sunglasses," he continued, "because I like them."
"But. . ." Miyako glanced around at the class. Most were whispering, shooting glances at Ken. Nobody was paying attention to Mr. Fujiko's physics theories, and, as usual, he did not notice. "Everyone's talking about you."
"I don't really care." Said Ken, grinning. "I mean, well, just as long as you like it, who cares about what others think? I think I might be what they call a maverick. People used to call me that."
"Ok." Said Miyako.
"Why don't we pay attention to Fujiko now," suggested Ken, turning to the board, "I think he's looking at us."
***
Soon, it was recess.
"Want to sit with me and my friends?" Miyako suggested to Ken brightly. She thought that he was pretty nice, after all that chatting during lessons. She had also found out that Ken was smart, too, because he answered every physics question Mr. Fujiko (who did not seem to take a liking to Ken) asked correctly.
"Sorry, no can do," Ken said hurriedly. "I'm going off to do some important stuff."
"Where?" Miyako asked, astounded. "You're new; you barely know your way around here! Shall I show you around?"
"No," Ken said shortly. Miyako could not help feeling rather hurt at the sudden cold way he spoke. "It's, uh, kind of private. Sorry. I really gotta run." By now Ken was fidgeting slightly. Then he hurried off, leaving Miyako staring after him.
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Ok! That's all for now! Sorry if this chapter is a bit boring, just all that talking and all, but there will be more next chapter, ok? I really hope you like this story! Review me lotsa!