Hey! I'm back! Due to a request way-back-when I finished home, I've decided to stray from Kouimi,
('Though if the plot for this story goes well there will be hints of that. n.n; ) and try a Takari.
This is my first fic ever involving these two, so I hope its not an overwhelming disapointment.
Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon. Did you really expect anything different?
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All She Ever Wanted
Yagami Hikari strolled slowly throughout the Odaiba district's park. A gentle breeze whisking
her two ominous strands of hair that hung in front of her face, the rays of the sun illuminating
her delicate features, as well as the metal clip that adorned her hair. The ends of her
strawberry lips were curved into a small smile. What a beautiful day it was. The area covered
in vast lustrous, green trees for the area of Tokyo. An array of wild flowers added vivid
colors to the normally dull city. On such a day, in such a place, it was then she longed for
someone to share her time with.
Her thoughts settled on the breeze. Love came with time; an eleven year old should not worry
about that sort of things. But she had never felt the age her body held, her soul always seemed
to be older. The faintest sound of tears awakened the chestnut-headed girl; she turned her head,
and her awareness in direction of the sound. Her feet automatically moved themselves; she was off,
going to shed to someone what she had been born with, light.
To her surprise, it was no stranger she found, crouched before the water's age, sparkling cerulean
tears draping their wet face, but her best friend, Takashi Takeru.
"Takeru?" Surprised to find her friend in a state of pain, she lowered herself beside him.
The boy was equally surprised, and his face showed it for a split second. A smile spread his face,
but it was delayed and forced. "Hikari! Hi."
An unbelieving look swept her face, her eyes showing concern. "What's wrong?"
Grasping the end of his white fisherman hat, he pulled it into his lap, releasing a sigh; there
was no need for him to keep anything from this girl, their friendship was un-doubtfully strong.
"Its Daisuke."
For a split second, Hikari wore a petite grin of recognition at the messy golden hair that was revealed
at the removal of his hat. It faded quickly. Tilting her head in a sense of puzzlement. "Oh? Did
something happen?"
Takeru shook his head, his sapphire eyes staring outwards, with a deep sense of pain that the girl
recognized from somewhere, someone...
His head quickly fell in a sense of shame, his fingers fiddling nervously at the hat in his lap. Hikari
wouldn't hurt him if he told her, would she? He'd liked to think that she wouldn't, but one should never
be too sure about something. A light blush rose to his cheeks, his face turning to face hers, better
now or never.
"Oh! Look at the time! We're going to be late for your brother's party." Takeru stood quickly to his feet,
offering a hand to the still seated girl. Tomorrow was as good as day as any.
Chocolate orbs gazed at the hand that was extended to their owner. This friend that she had known since
the age of eight suddenly seemed to be hiding something, and it scared the young girl, so afraid of
the possibilities that his worries could be. Being the person Yagami Hikari was, she smiled faintly,
taking the hand she was offered.
"Wouldn't want to miss that."
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^^ All I'm gonna say is to except some humor at Taichi's party. -Eizou
('Though if the plot for this story goes well there will be hints of that. n.n; ) and try a Takari.
This is my first fic ever involving these two, so I hope its not an overwhelming disapointment.
Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon. Did you really expect anything different?
*************
All She Ever Wanted
Yagami Hikari strolled slowly throughout the Odaiba district's park. A gentle breeze whisking
her two ominous strands of hair that hung in front of her face, the rays of the sun illuminating
her delicate features, as well as the metal clip that adorned her hair. The ends of her
strawberry lips were curved into a small smile. What a beautiful day it was. The area covered
in vast lustrous, green trees for the area of Tokyo. An array of wild flowers added vivid
colors to the normally dull city. On such a day, in such a place, it was then she longed for
someone to share her time with.
Her thoughts settled on the breeze. Love came with time; an eleven year old should not worry
about that sort of things. But she had never felt the age her body held, her soul always seemed
to be older. The faintest sound of tears awakened the chestnut-headed girl; she turned her head,
and her awareness in direction of the sound. Her feet automatically moved themselves; she was off,
going to shed to someone what she had been born with, light.
To her surprise, it was no stranger she found, crouched before the water's age, sparkling cerulean
tears draping their wet face, but her best friend, Takashi Takeru.
"Takeru?" Surprised to find her friend in a state of pain, she lowered herself beside him.
The boy was equally surprised, and his face showed it for a split second. A smile spread his face,
but it was delayed and forced. "Hikari! Hi."
An unbelieving look swept her face, her eyes showing concern. "What's wrong?"
Grasping the end of his white fisherman hat, he pulled it into his lap, releasing a sigh; there
was no need for him to keep anything from this girl, their friendship was un-doubtfully strong.
"Its Daisuke."
For a split second, Hikari wore a petite grin of recognition at the messy golden hair that was revealed
at the removal of his hat. It faded quickly. Tilting her head in a sense of puzzlement. "Oh? Did
something happen?"
Takeru shook his head, his sapphire eyes staring outwards, with a deep sense of pain that the girl
recognized from somewhere, someone...
His head quickly fell in a sense of shame, his fingers fiddling nervously at the hat in his lap. Hikari
wouldn't hurt him if he told her, would she? He'd liked to think that she wouldn't, but one should never
be too sure about something. A light blush rose to his cheeks, his face turning to face hers, better
now or never.
"Oh! Look at the time! We're going to be late for your brother's party." Takeru stood quickly to his feet,
offering a hand to the still seated girl. Tomorrow was as good as day as any.
Chocolate orbs gazed at the hand that was extended to their owner. This friend that she had known since
the age of eight suddenly seemed to be hiding something, and it scared the young girl, so afraid of
the possibilities that his worries could be. Being the person Yagami Hikari was, she smiled faintly,
taking the hand she was offered.
"Wouldn't want to miss that."
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^^ All I'm gonna say is to except some humor at Taichi's party. -Eizou