OK, my quick little fic for the occasion, dedicated to my dear Kenzie. You rock girl, and by the way, V-Day should not be a day of death.
All right, all right, I know it's late, and it was supposed to be one part, so seeing as I'm having problems doing it I'm going to send the first half days late. Enjoy none the less.
"All right, today is the day," Daisuke told himself as he got dressed, steeling his nerves. "I'm going to do it today, it can't stay a secret forever." He flicked a glance at himself in the mirror giving his reflection a cocky grin.
He pulled his shirt over his head and went out to get some breakfast, almost not noticing his sister Jun as she passed by him.
"You better get a move on it, you are going to be late," she told him airily, having plans of her own that day.
"What do you mean?" Daisuke asked her, raising his eyebrows in a confused expression. He blinked and stepped back when Jun suddenly thrust her wrist at his face.
"Get a watch dweeb. Your school starts in like ten minutes."
Daisuke ran into his room to grab his stuff and flew back down the hall, barely leaving time for Jun to register his yelled thanks over his shoulder. She shrugged and went into her room, Daisuke acting strange wasn't a new thing so she didn't think twice about it.
Daisuke ran the entire way to his school and managed to get there in five minutes, nearly falling over as he tried to regain his breath. His heart was pounding in his chest and he wasn't entirely sure it was from the exercise. He had quite a task before him.
Daisuke managed to make his way through the crowds to the lunchroom, or the commons where flowers were sending. It was a neat idea that the eighth graders had to raise money, you filled out a small form and they delivered your order to the person sometime during the day.
After a minute he was at the head of the line and filled out the form telling it to send three balloons, one red, one white and one pink to his love, and a single red rose was to go with it.
He handed over the yen he owed and headed to his locker, knowing that the emptying halls meant the bell was going to ring soon.
Daisuke grabbed his chemistry book and headed to the class, but he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going. One second he was walking to his worst class, and half dreading it and half looking forward to it since his love was there, and the next he was flat on his back.
Dots danced in front of Daisuke's eyes and faded into the fluorescent lights above him. He groaned and sat up, glaring at the person. To his surprise it was TK.
"Hello TA," he grumbled as they both began collected the papers that had fallen from Daisuke's chemistry book.
"Sorry," TK said, looking slightly abashed. "And it's TK."
"That's what I said, TA."
"Whatever Daisuke, come on, we have to get to class."
Daisuke took the papers TK offered and they made the way to class without getting seriously injured, although Daisuke managed to give himself a paper cut.
TK left Daisuke's side and went to sit next to Hikari and Miyako. Daisuke took his usual seat in the very back of the classroom in hopes that the teacher wouldn't call on him very often.
Half an hour later as Daisuke's head was tipping dangerously towards when the door banged open. His head jerked up and for a second he was sure he had gotten whiplash and it was a minute before he registered who had entered the classroom.
"TK Takaishi? Hikari Yagami?" the brown haired girl asked. TK raised his hand slightly and Hikari responded verbally so the girl went over and dumped 6 balloons, 4 roses and some chocolates onto their desks. The class laughed and the pair turned a delicious shade of red.
"Who are they from?" Miyako demanded immediately.
"We aren't even sure whose are whose yet," Hikari told her with a laugh.
"You can find out after class, if you would like to set your gifts over on the counter," the teacher suggested in a tone that made it more of an order. They gather up their items and set them on a counter in the back of the room, seeming to forget about them after that, but the excited hushed whispers at that table let Daisuke know otherwise.
Daisuke managed to stay awake for the rest of the class and was only asked a question once, and he even got it right. Immediately after the bell rang the four digidestined in the class went over to the gifts TK and Hikari had received.
After untangling all the ribbons they discovered that all the gifts were from secret admirers, and apparently Hikari had two, because her name was written in different handwriting on name tags.
Hikari squealed in delight at that discovery and went out of the classroom with her items talking excitedly to Miyako, forgetting to say goodbye to TK and Daisuke.
"I wonder who that's from," Daisuke said with a knowing grin, taunting TK.
"Do you know who it's from?" TK demanded as he gathered his things.
"Actually, I think I know who everything was sent from."
"You do? Who?"
"I can't say, what if I'm wrong," Daisuke asked with an infuriating grin and began to walk out of the class because the next class was already starting to come in.
"Daisuke!" TK yelled after him and hurried after his friend.
"Come on, at least tell me one of the people who sent Hikari her stuff. Was it you?"
"Not saying," Daisuke insisted. "I have to get to class, if I'm late too many more times she'll have my head."
"What do you have?" TK asked as he started in the opposite direction, heading to abandon his things in his locker.
"English," Daisuke said loud enough for the disappearing TK to hear.
Upon entering his English class he was greeted by a cloud of strong perfume. Trying to breath he made his way to his assigned seat. While he was sitting down he glanced up at his teacher. With a loud yelp he crashed to the floor with all his things, having missed the chair in his shock.
Mrs. Jam was wearing a red sweater with white wings attached to the back and she had one of those gag arrows that were supposed to look as if it had gone through her head.
"Are you quite all right Daisuke?" Mrs. Jan called out to him in a concerned voice.
"I'm fine," came Daisuke's muffled voice from under his desk. He picked himself up and sat down looking warily around the room for anymore unexpected surprises. The room was fairly normal except for a few hearts that hung on the walls and a silly picture on the chalk board below the block lettered words, 'Happy Valentine's Day'.
"That's good," Mrs. Jan said. Her eyes widen in surprise when the shrill bell sounded but her reaction went unnoticed because Daisuke had jumped, almost toppling from his chair again. "Happy Valentine's Day students. Today to commemorate the holiday we will be writing poems. Not just any poems, love poems." The whole class groaned.
"Oh cheer up," Mrs. Jam said. You can write it about anything pretty much, about a pet you love, or a sport you love, or you can write one to a special person and give it to your valentine sometime today."
That sounded like a pretty good idea to Daisuke, maybe he wouldn't be completely bored the entire period.
Near the end of the class period and lots of scratched out lines Daisuke came up with a suitable poem.
"Flowers begin to bloom,
Opening themselves to the sunshine that you emit,
Basking in the glow of your happiness,
Birds chirp their delightful song
Hoping to catch your ear,
Making you stay near,
Angels join their song,
And heavenly sounds descend upon you,
All just for you to smile,
Your smile is a beacon of light,
Shinning upon us all,
Lighting up places in us we never knew we had,
And bringing out the best qualities
Your voice is but a symphony,
Playing upon the ear,
It sends shivers of delight down my spine,
As I imagine you saying,
I love you, too."
Daisuke smiled, thrilled that it was finally finished. He started when the teacher lent over his shoulder and started reading the poem.
"That's beautiful Daisuke, do you mind if I ask whom it's about?" she asked in a quiet voice.
"I'd rather not say," Daisuke said blushing deeply.
"That's all right. Are you going to give it to them?"
"Yeah."
"I have some nice stationary if you would like to write it on that."
"My handwriting isn't the best, so it wouldn't be worth it." Mrs. Jam looked thoughtful for a second and motioned for Daisuke to follow her to her desk.
"If you would like, I can write it in calligraphy and make it look very nice."
"That'd be great," Daisuke said, his eyes lighting up as he imagined of how his crush would react.
Mrs. Jam finished writing in the elegant script just as the bell rang. Giggling over the poems they had written the classmates rushed out of the class.
Daisuke had a spring in his step as he walked to his love's lockers. He slipped the paper into the locker and looked up to see Hikari and TK heading towards him. He bolted in the opposite direction and headed back to his own locker for the new set of books he needed.
Hikari gazed down the crowded hallway, looking puzzled.
"Did you see Daisuke?" she asked TK.
"No, did you?"
"Yeah, I think I just saw him. He was looking straight at us before running off that way.
"Maybe he was running late?" TK suggested shrugging.
"Maybe," she agreed. "What's that?" she asked as a paper fell out of the open locker.
TK caught it and scanned the lines. "It's a poem," he told her.
"Maybe Daisuke put it there," Hikari said with a laugh.
"I don't think so, it isn't really his style," TK said doubtfully.
"It is Valentine's Day," Hikari pointed out.
"True, I wonder who is sending this stuff," TK said. Hikari shrugged and made her way down the hallway looking thoughtful.
TK waved after her before making his own way to class. In math he was distracted by thoughts of who the gifts might be from. Of course he knew who he wanted them to be from, but he didn't dare to let himself hope.
Who is Daisuke's crush? TK or Hikari?? Only time will tell, I'm not even sure if I have decided myself. Read and Review please!! Ta! ~vicci
All right, all right, I know it's late, and it was supposed to be one part, so seeing as I'm having problems doing it I'm going to send the first half days late. Enjoy none the less.
"All right, today is the day," Daisuke told himself as he got dressed, steeling his nerves. "I'm going to do it today, it can't stay a secret forever." He flicked a glance at himself in the mirror giving his reflection a cocky grin.
He pulled his shirt over his head and went out to get some breakfast, almost not noticing his sister Jun as she passed by him.
"You better get a move on it, you are going to be late," she told him airily, having plans of her own that day.
"What do you mean?" Daisuke asked her, raising his eyebrows in a confused expression. He blinked and stepped back when Jun suddenly thrust her wrist at his face.
"Get a watch dweeb. Your school starts in like ten minutes."
Daisuke ran into his room to grab his stuff and flew back down the hall, barely leaving time for Jun to register his yelled thanks over his shoulder. She shrugged and went into her room, Daisuke acting strange wasn't a new thing so she didn't think twice about it.
Daisuke ran the entire way to his school and managed to get there in five minutes, nearly falling over as he tried to regain his breath. His heart was pounding in his chest and he wasn't entirely sure it was from the exercise. He had quite a task before him.
Daisuke managed to make his way through the crowds to the lunchroom, or the commons where flowers were sending. It was a neat idea that the eighth graders had to raise money, you filled out a small form and they delivered your order to the person sometime during the day.
After a minute he was at the head of the line and filled out the form telling it to send three balloons, one red, one white and one pink to his love, and a single red rose was to go with it.
He handed over the yen he owed and headed to his locker, knowing that the emptying halls meant the bell was going to ring soon.
Daisuke grabbed his chemistry book and headed to the class, but he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going. One second he was walking to his worst class, and half dreading it and half looking forward to it since his love was there, and the next he was flat on his back.
Dots danced in front of Daisuke's eyes and faded into the fluorescent lights above him. He groaned and sat up, glaring at the person. To his surprise it was TK.
"Hello TA," he grumbled as they both began collected the papers that had fallen from Daisuke's chemistry book.
"Sorry," TK said, looking slightly abashed. "And it's TK."
"That's what I said, TA."
"Whatever Daisuke, come on, we have to get to class."
Daisuke took the papers TK offered and they made the way to class without getting seriously injured, although Daisuke managed to give himself a paper cut.
TK left Daisuke's side and went to sit next to Hikari and Miyako. Daisuke took his usual seat in the very back of the classroom in hopes that the teacher wouldn't call on him very often.
Half an hour later as Daisuke's head was tipping dangerously towards when the door banged open. His head jerked up and for a second he was sure he had gotten whiplash and it was a minute before he registered who had entered the classroom.
"TK Takaishi? Hikari Yagami?" the brown haired girl asked. TK raised his hand slightly and Hikari responded verbally so the girl went over and dumped 6 balloons, 4 roses and some chocolates onto their desks. The class laughed and the pair turned a delicious shade of red.
"Who are they from?" Miyako demanded immediately.
"We aren't even sure whose are whose yet," Hikari told her with a laugh.
"You can find out after class, if you would like to set your gifts over on the counter," the teacher suggested in a tone that made it more of an order. They gather up their items and set them on a counter in the back of the room, seeming to forget about them after that, but the excited hushed whispers at that table let Daisuke know otherwise.
Daisuke managed to stay awake for the rest of the class and was only asked a question once, and he even got it right. Immediately after the bell rang the four digidestined in the class went over to the gifts TK and Hikari had received.
After untangling all the ribbons they discovered that all the gifts were from secret admirers, and apparently Hikari had two, because her name was written in different handwriting on name tags.
Hikari squealed in delight at that discovery and went out of the classroom with her items talking excitedly to Miyako, forgetting to say goodbye to TK and Daisuke.
"I wonder who that's from," Daisuke said with a knowing grin, taunting TK.
"Do you know who it's from?" TK demanded as he gathered his things.
"Actually, I think I know who everything was sent from."
"You do? Who?"
"I can't say, what if I'm wrong," Daisuke asked with an infuriating grin and began to walk out of the class because the next class was already starting to come in.
"Daisuke!" TK yelled after him and hurried after his friend.
"Come on, at least tell me one of the people who sent Hikari her stuff. Was it you?"
"Not saying," Daisuke insisted. "I have to get to class, if I'm late too many more times she'll have my head."
"What do you have?" TK asked as he started in the opposite direction, heading to abandon his things in his locker.
"English," Daisuke said loud enough for the disappearing TK to hear.
Upon entering his English class he was greeted by a cloud of strong perfume. Trying to breath he made his way to his assigned seat. While he was sitting down he glanced up at his teacher. With a loud yelp he crashed to the floor with all his things, having missed the chair in his shock.
Mrs. Jam was wearing a red sweater with white wings attached to the back and she had one of those gag arrows that were supposed to look as if it had gone through her head.
"Are you quite all right Daisuke?" Mrs. Jan called out to him in a concerned voice.
"I'm fine," came Daisuke's muffled voice from under his desk. He picked himself up and sat down looking warily around the room for anymore unexpected surprises. The room was fairly normal except for a few hearts that hung on the walls and a silly picture on the chalk board below the block lettered words, 'Happy Valentine's Day'.
"That's good," Mrs. Jan said. Her eyes widen in surprise when the shrill bell sounded but her reaction went unnoticed because Daisuke had jumped, almost toppling from his chair again. "Happy Valentine's Day students. Today to commemorate the holiday we will be writing poems. Not just any poems, love poems." The whole class groaned.
"Oh cheer up," Mrs. Jam said. You can write it about anything pretty much, about a pet you love, or a sport you love, or you can write one to a special person and give it to your valentine sometime today."
That sounded like a pretty good idea to Daisuke, maybe he wouldn't be completely bored the entire period.
Near the end of the class period and lots of scratched out lines Daisuke came up with a suitable poem.
"Flowers begin to bloom,
Opening themselves to the sunshine that you emit,
Basking in the glow of your happiness,
Birds chirp their delightful song
Hoping to catch your ear,
Making you stay near,
Angels join their song,
And heavenly sounds descend upon you,
All just for you to smile,
Your smile is a beacon of light,
Shinning upon us all,
Lighting up places in us we never knew we had,
And bringing out the best qualities
Your voice is but a symphony,
Playing upon the ear,
It sends shivers of delight down my spine,
As I imagine you saying,
I love you, too."
Daisuke smiled, thrilled that it was finally finished. He started when the teacher lent over his shoulder and started reading the poem.
"That's beautiful Daisuke, do you mind if I ask whom it's about?" she asked in a quiet voice.
"I'd rather not say," Daisuke said blushing deeply.
"That's all right. Are you going to give it to them?"
"Yeah."
"I have some nice stationary if you would like to write it on that."
"My handwriting isn't the best, so it wouldn't be worth it." Mrs. Jam looked thoughtful for a second and motioned for Daisuke to follow her to her desk.
"If you would like, I can write it in calligraphy and make it look very nice."
"That'd be great," Daisuke said, his eyes lighting up as he imagined of how his crush would react.
Mrs. Jam finished writing in the elegant script just as the bell rang. Giggling over the poems they had written the classmates rushed out of the class.
Daisuke had a spring in his step as he walked to his love's lockers. He slipped the paper into the locker and looked up to see Hikari and TK heading towards him. He bolted in the opposite direction and headed back to his own locker for the new set of books he needed.
Hikari gazed down the crowded hallway, looking puzzled.
"Did you see Daisuke?" she asked TK.
"No, did you?"
"Yeah, I think I just saw him. He was looking straight at us before running off that way.
"Maybe he was running late?" TK suggested shrugging.
"Maybe," she agreed. "What's that?" she asked as a paper fell out of the open locker.
TK caught it and scanned the lines. "It's a poem," he told her.
"Maybe Daisuke put it there," Hikari said with a laugh.
"I don't think so, it isn't really his style," TK said doubtfully.
"It is Valentine's Day," Hikari pointed out.
"True, I wonder who is sending this stuff," TK said. Hikari shrugged and made her way down the hallway looking thoughtful.
TK waved after her before making his own way to class. In math he was distracted by thoughts of who the gifts might be from. Of course he knew who he wanted them to be from, but he didn't dare to let himself hope.
Who is Daisuke's crush? TK or Hikari?? Only time will tell, I'm not even sure if I have decided myself. Read and Review please!! Ta! ~vicci