Romance ^_^ Gotta love it. Well, I do!
By the way, this is Yamato...and someone who I'd rather not name at the moment to keep the mystery...
What? ^_^ I'm like that.
Disclaimer: Digimon belongs to the Digimon people! ^_^ And its creators...
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The Secret ...
~Part 1~
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Two girls softly whispered to each other in eager tones, sharing their recollections of the day. They sat opposite one another at a dainty crystal table, located at a bustling little café that offered refreshing sodas and tantalizing ice cream.
One had brown hair that was smartly styled short, a serious & thoughtful expression in her eyes, and a clear white soccer uniform on. She was about sixteen, but it was rarely guessed that she was younger than eighteen, due to the fact that she was extremely intelligent for her age.
Obviously the more calm of the two.
The other wore a beaming smile of rapture, long light hair reaching past her waist, and a dark pink shirt with ruffles over the neck and wrists, and matching jeans. She was practically jumping with excitement, something not out of the ordinary.
To many, they were known as best pals. To a few, they were known as Digidestined.
To everyone, they were known as Sora Takenouchi and Mimi Tachikawa.
"So, Sora...isn't it so cool that Matt came home today?" asked Mimi, her playful eyes sparkling and giggles spurting out every other moment, or at least when she wasn't gulping down cherry soda.
"Yeah, but Mimi...he was only gone for a day..." murmured Sora.
Her companion sighed with 'sophisticated' contempt, and rolled her eyes. "Sora, I'm in love with Matt!!! Hasn't that gotten through already? Haven't I told you a billion gazillion times that the only guy in my life is Yamato Ishida?!?!?!?!?!?!"
Sora knew that. It had only been seventeen thousand, three hundred and two times, though.
More than several people were clueless, however, which was obvious from the number that turned to them...
The girl genius smiled slightly at the looks on their faces. "Tell the world, Mimi, just tell the world."
"Ohh..." Mimi blushed in embarrassment, not realizing that she had spoken quite as loud. Her thin, oval face transformed from light pink into burning crimson quicker than you could say "Mimi and Yamato, sitting in a tree..."
"Well, I do!" she finally yelled stubbornly, her voice reaching to amazing decibels. Glass shattered. Literally. (AN: Well, at this level it would've! ^_^)
Grabbing her books, she smiled and waved, "Bye Sora! I'm going to visit Matt! He must be done with unpacking!"
When Mimi was out of sight, Sora breathed a sigh of relief. If she had stayed longer, the whole story would've spilled, and she couldn't have taken back a word. She hated to keep secrets from Mimi, but as it was, she couldn't tell her this...not yet.
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Tall, young, and handsome Takeru Taikaishi strolled into the tiny restaurant. He asked at the counter for a girl matching her description, and sure enough, a waiter had seen her out the back.
He clutched the tiny, brown package that Tai had given him to give to Sora. He didn't know what was inside, but he could guess that Tai was trying to patch things up. The fight Tai and Sora had might as well have been World War III...
But that didn't matter at the moment. All he had to do was drop the gift to Sora, and then he could rush home and greet his brother properly. After that, maybe he and Kari could see a movie. How he loved Hikari, with her gentle ways and soft heart...
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Sora leaned her head back and stared at the ceiling. Halted words were spoken under her breath, as if she was only talking to herself. "It can't be true. It's not fair if it's true."
Finally, in an effort to relieve herself of pain, she muttered. "Mimi sure lighted up like a Christmas tree when Matt walked in..."
A gulp of water went down her throat in an effort to relieve the parchedness.
"But so... did Kari. Her eyes told me everything."
Sora shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. Someone's heart was about to get broken. What was worse, it would be one of her friends, no matter which way you went about it. And she had no idea who it would be...
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Takeru blinked, not being able to comprehend what Sora had just said. He'd been two steps behind her.
The words, "This is for you..." were left unuttered on his lips.
-It can't be...not Kari...not my destined...-
Instead of crying out in despair and horror like he might've done before, he instead dropped the package by Sora's feet and walked away briskly, keeping his emotions at a distance. He walked...far away...he needed time to think. Time to breathe. Time for the shock.
Kari...in love with Matt?
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I know I left a lot unanswered. ^_^ That's the fun of it!
I promise the next part will be much longer, but only if people tell me it's okay so far ^_^. Sayonara now!
~Firefly_Tomoe~
By the way, this is Yamato...and someone who I'd rather not name at the moment to keep the mystery...
What? ^_^ I'm like that.
Disclaimer: Digimon belongs to the Digimon people! ^_^ And its creators...
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The Secret ...
~Part 1~
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Two girls softly whispered to each other in eager tones, sharing their recollections of the day. They sat opposite one another at a dainty crystal table, located at a bustling little café that offered refreshing sodas and tantalizing ice cream.
One had brown hair that was smartly styled short, a serious & thoughtful expression in her eyes, and a clear white soccer uniform on. She was about sixteen, but it was rarely guessed that she was younger than eighteen, due to the fact that she was extremely intelligent for her age.
Obviously the more calm of the two.
The other wore a beaming smile of rapture, long light hair reaching past her waist, and a dark pink shirt with ruffles over the neck and wrists, and matching jeans. She was practically jumping with excitement, something not out of the ordinary.
To many, they were known as best pals. To a few, they were known as Digidestined.
To everyone, they were known as Sora Takenouchi and Mimi Tachikawa.
"So, Sora...isn't it so cool that Matt came home today?" asked Mimi, her playful eyes sparkling and giggles spurting out every other moment, or at least when she wasn't gulping down cherry soda.
"Yeah, but Mimi...he was only gone for a day..." murmured Sora.
Her companion sighed with 'sophisticated' contempt, and rolled her eyes. "Sora, I'm in love with Matt!!! Hasn't that gotten through already? Haven't I told you a billion gazillion times that the only guy in my life is Yamato Ishida?!?!?!?!?!?!"
Sora knew that. It had only been seventeen thousand, three hundred and two times, though.
More than several people were clueless, however, which was obvious from the number that turned to them...
The girl genius smiled slightly at the looks on their faces. "Tell the world, Mimi, just tell the world."
"Ohh..." Mimi blushed in embarrassment, not realizing that she had spoken quite as loud. Her thin, oval face transformed from light pink into burning crimson quicker than you could say "Mimi and Yamato, sitting in a tree..."
"Well, I do!" she finally yelled stubbornly, her voice reaching to amazing decibels. Glass shattered. Literally. (AN: Well, at this level it would've! ^_^)
Grabbing her books, she smiled and waved, "Bye Sora! I'm going to visit Matt! He must be done with unpacking!"
When Mimi was out of sight, Sora breathed a sigh of relief. If she had stayed longer, the whole story would've spilled, and she couldn't have taken back a word. She hated to keep secrets from Mimi, but as it was, she couldn't tell her this...not yet.
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Tall, young, and handsome Takeru Taikaishi strolled into the tiny restaurant. He asked at the counter for a girl matching her description, and sure enough, a waiter had seen her out the back.
He clutched the tiny, brown package that Tai had given him to give to Sora. He didn't know what was inside, but he could guess that Tai was trying to patch things up. The fight Tai and Sora had might as well have been World War III...
But that didn't matter at the moment. All he had to do was drop the gift to Sora, and then he could rush home and greet his brother properly. After that, maybe he and Kari could see a movie. How he loved Hikari, with her gentle ways and soft heart...
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Sora leaned her head back and stared at the ceiling. Halted words were spoken under her breath, as if she was only talking to herself. "It can't be true. It's not fair if it's true."
Finally, in an effort to relieve herself of pain, she muttered. "Mimi sure lighted up like a Christmas tree when Matt walked in..."
A gulp of water went down her throat in an effort to relieve the parchedness.
"But so... did Kari. Her eyes told me everything."
Sora shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. Someone's heart was about to get broken. What was worse, it would be one of her friends, no matter which way you went about it. And she had no idea who it would be...
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Takeru blinked, not being able to comprehend what Sora had just said. He'd been two steps behind her.
The words, "This is for you..." were left unuttered on his lips.
-It can't be...not Kari...not my destined...-
Instead of crying out in despair and horror like he might've done before, he instead dropped the package by Sora's feet and walked away briskly, keeping his emotions at a distance. He walked...far away...he needed time to think. Time to breathe. Time for the shock.
Kari...in love with Matt?
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I know I left a lot unanswered. ^_^ That's the fun of it!
I promise the next part will be much longer, but only if people tell me it's okay so far ^_^. Sayonara now!
~Firefly_Tomoe~
