*Through the Flames*
By Digigirl
A/N: This fic is dedicated to Funkiechick; she asked for a DaisukeXHikari
fan fic. Funkiechick-enjoy. ^_^
This fic takes place in Season 02.
Disclaimer: Digimon : Digital Monsters, Dejimon Adventure, and Dejimon 02
belong to Saban, Toei Animation, and Bandai.
If Jeff Nimoy ever reads this for some whacked out reason, then-dude. QUIT
YOUR JOB AT SABAN AND BECOME A FULL TIME FUZZ-HEAD, alright?! :o(
*sigh* This fic really sucks. I wish it could be better, but that was the
one good idea I really could play up. So...uh, and I don't know what the
long dictionary word is for if you're afraid of fire, so I'm pretending it's
degrephobia, K? K.
-*-
"What is the capital of Latvia?"
There was a pause.
"Daisuke Motomiya! Are you awake?"
Another pause.
"Wha? Huh? Oh, um 4!"
"Excuse me?"
"Um...I mean-"
It was a warm, bright April afternoon-the first really nice day of the year.
Daisuke hadn't exactly had a good sleep the night prior; he'd spent half the
evening talking with Izzy about the Digiworld.
So, what better time to catch a few winks then during Geography class? Or so
Daisuke figured.
Besides, his eyes were getting tired from watching Hikari all morning.
Suddenly. a loud noise broke Daisuke's words.
BRRRRRRRRIIIIIIINNGGGG!
Instantly, Sensei Kinomoto's Geography class went into panic mode, yelling
and screaming.
Midori Kinomoto was a quiet woman. She taught her classes and that was that.
Her life was simple. Not complicated.
Not until that afternoon.
A loud bell ringing in the middle of the day could only mean one thing-fire.
Daisuke leapt to his feet, trying to remember all the fire drills they'd
done. But fear just plowed down and stomped on any instructions the
teachers had given him for getting out of a burning school.
Only one thing was really clear in his mind.
Kari.
"KARI!" The boy yelled, weaving through scrambling pupils. "HIKARIII!"
By now, most of the class had somehow managed to get into the hallway, and
run like heck for the school doors.
In fact, Daisuke could hear students from every grade shouting, crying,
and pushing-or maybe forcing-their way to freedom.
Daisuke realized that Hikari wasn't in the classroom. He darted into the
crowded hall.
"HIKARI~!"
"Daisuke?!" Another voice hollered. Daisuke looked up, and saw Takeru
coming towards him.
"DAISUKE! We have to get outside! We'll either get trampled to death in the
corridors, or burn up cause of the fire! Please, Dais!"
"Gomen, TK. But I have to find Hikari."
TK grabbed the other boy's arm.
"Iie! I can't let you kill yourself! Come with me! Please! Iori and Miyako
got outside safe-now YOU have to come!"
"But Kari-"
"Kari's a smart girl, Daisuke! She'll come! Don't worry!"
TK tugged on his friend's arm, but soon doubled up as Daisuke punched him
in the stomach.
"Takeru! YOU get yourself out there and safe!I have to find Hikari,shimeta?"
Takeru stretched out his hand as the crowd seperated the two boys in their
constant pushing and moving.
"DAAAAISUUUUUKE!"
Hikari Kamiya bit her lip, trying hard not to cry like a baby.
"HELP!" She called weakly, running out of strength. Besides, she highly
doubted anyone could hear her in the girl's bathroom.
It had all started out with her feeling slightly ill in the afternoon.
She'd gone to the washroom and thrown up...suddenly, there had been the
ringing of the fire bell.
Kari had panicked, and ran for the door-finding it locked.
Obviously the teachers had locked all the doors in the school, hoping to
trap the fire in one of the rooms-also probably thinking that all the
students of Odaiba Elementary were outside.
Hikari slumped against the door, trying to swallow her fear.
She saw that she might have only one last hope.
"Please oh please don't let me die." She whimpered, tilting her chin up.
"Please, whoever is up there-please save me."
Daisuke pushed some kid out of his way as he ran like a madman.
"KARI! KARIII! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
Kari jerked back into reality.
Had it just been her imagination or...had somebody called her name?
She flung herself against the door-her prized digital camera hitting the
floor and smashing.
"HELP! HELP ME!" She screamed, her voice hoarse. "HELP! PLEASE! HELP ME!"
Daisuke froze.
That voice...it was so familiar! And...it was coming from the girl's
bathroom!
"KARI! IS THAT YOU?!" He yelled through the door, feeling frantic.
Kari burst into tears.
"H-HAI! HELP ME! THE DOOR IS LOCKED!"
Daisuke slammed his fists against it.
"KARI! IT'S ME! DAISUKE! Don't worry, I'll save you." He added to himself.
"DAISUKE! PLEASE...please don't let me die!"
"Don't worry, Kari! I'd give my life for you!" Daisuke shouted, feeling like
he also wanted to cry.
Hikari grabbed the door handle, trying to yank it open.
"Daisuke! It's-it's locked! Find the key! Daisuke?! Can you hear me?!"
Daisuke heard her, alright.
But every instinct inside him went against leaving a young girl trapped in
a burning school.
But he knew what he had to do.
"Kari! I'll be back in a second! I..." He fumbled for words. "Here."
He carefully undid something off his wrist, and slid it under the door.
"Kari..I.." He couldn't finish, but went off in search of the keys.
Hikari's eyes widened as something shot from under the door, into the
washroom.
It glinted in the dull overhead lights, shiny and silver.
With shaking hands she picked it up, holding it in her palm.
It was a Medic Alert bracelet.
Engraved on it were the words-
'-Motomiya Daisuke
Degrephobic-'
Daisuke took a deep breath, trying not to faint from utter fear.
He had to keep focused.
Get the keys.
Save Kari.
Get the keys.
Save Kari.
Get the keys.
Save Kari.
His eyes darted around as he ran, not knowing where to find the prized keys.
As he went along, getting hotter and hotter by the second, he passed an
open doorway.
The boy skittered to a halt, his sneakers squeaking on the floor.
It was the Staff Office.
Daisuke went into the large room, and there he saw the keys hanging on a
hook by the window.
"Bingo!"
Kari huddled against a wall.
The room was getting uncomfortably warm.
But she could only think of one thing.
Daisuke. A Degrephobic.
He was afraid of fire, and yet he'd gone all over the school looking for
her.
And then the tears came, chasing down her pink cheeks as she thought.
Ever since Kari had met Daisuke, she'd been mean to him.
And it was because she knew full well that the boy had a *crush* on her, and
was jealous of the friendship she and TK shared, and had had since they were
first Digidestined.
And so Kari had always been nice to TK, and always waved away Daisuke.
She felt like a horrible person. After all she'd done, here he was-saving
her life. Even though he was mortally afraid of fire.
Daisuke paused in the doorway of the Staff Office, the keys digging into his
sweaty palms. He needed to breathe deeply. To try and concentrate once again
and stop letting the horrible fear get to him.
Slowly, he went into the hall, wiping the wetness off his brow.
It was sweltering hot.
He stared at the floor, watching his feet walk along, trying not to think
about the flames that might be ravaging the school somewhere.
He fanned himself with his unclenched fist. It seemed to be getting hotter
by the second.
He finally saw the door to the girl's washroom, and stuck the key in.
Kari buried her head in her hands, still crying.
The Medic Alert bracelet was clutched in her fist, as though she was
protecting Daisuke by holding it.
Suddenly, the door burst open.
"Kari?" A voice said, shaking.
Hikari leapt to her feet and embraced her friend, sobbing.
"I'm sorry, i'm so sorry, oh I'm sorry..." She kept saying into his shirt.
"Hikari, I-"
There was a soft click, as the door shut.
The two kids whirled around.
Daisuke set a shaking hand on the dorknob, before pulling it back with a
yell.
"ITAIIIII~!" He cried, clutching his hand.
"Daisuke? What's wrong with the door?"
"The fire...it must be right outside the bathroom!" Daisuke exclaimed, a
look of pure horror on sketched all over his face.
Kari's light brown eyes widened.
"No...this can't be happening..." She moaned, slumping against the floor.
Then she looked up at the boy standing in front of her.
"Are we gonna die?" She said in a small voice.
Daisuke blinked, then sat beside her.
"N-No...at least I hope not...but I CAN try to keep us alive. At least till
someone comes and rescues us."
Daisuke carefully took off his favourite green and white striped shirt,
soaked it in water from a sink, then pushed it against the crack under the
door.
"That should keep it off for awhile." He said softly, then suddenly
realizing that he wasn't wearing any top.
Daisuke turned red.
"Uh...gomen..." He stuttered, sitting down against the wall.
The two sat in silence for a few minutes, wondering what to say.
Finally, Kari spoke.
"Daisuke, if we're gonna be trapped in here for a bit, and maybe get
roasted by that fire, then there's some stuff I'd like to say to you."
Daisuke raised his eyebrows.
"Heh, I thought you hated me. I thought you find any excuse not to talk to
me, cuz I'm a 'fuzz-head', remember?"
Kari sighed.
"I'm really sorry. I should never have called you that, Dais'. And that's
what I wanted to talk to you about."
"Fuzz-heads?"
Kari sweatdropped.
"Iie, fuzzy-san. I meant that I wanted to apologize."
Kari turned so she faced the boy. Hot tears started to spill down her
cheeks.
"Daisuke-I'm sorry. For never agreeing with you, for being mean and snobby
to you, and for all the other bad stuff I've done to hurt you. I'm truly
sorry, and I want you to know that I'd like to be your friend, if you'll
accept me."
Daisuke stared, then gave Kari a strong hug.
And she hugged him back.
The two suddenly pulled away, again realizing that Daisuke still had no
shirt.
Daisuke coughed.
"Since we're being all friendly, there's some things I'd like to say to you,
too, Hikari."
"Such as?"
"For one-and I know this isn't a two way thing-but Kari...I've..well, I've
had a thing for you the day we met. When I first saw you, I thought-that
girl is the most incredible, beautiful, and intelligent female I've ever
seen in my life, and-"
"Oh Daisuke, I knew that already."
"You-WHAT?! How did you...I never told...how could you possibly..."
"You've never exactly made a big attempt to hide it." Said Kari, giggling.
The two laughed, then smiled at each other.
Kari grinned, and rested her head against Daisuke's shoulder.
Daisuke cautiously moved his arm around Kari, and the two sat in silence,
each glad that the other was there with them.
Daisuke stared down at the girl, studying her face.
Kari realized she was being watched, and glanced up at Daisuke.
He slowly brought his head closer to hers, and their lips connected.
Hikari closed her eyes, not thinking about anything.
Daisuke felt giddy with happiness, and figured that he would happily die in
any old fire, since he now knew that Kari cared for him.
At that moment, the door of the bathroom flew open, filling it with smoke.
there was a dead silence, then-
"John! We found the missing kids! They're in the girl's washroom and they're
doing fine...er, they're even making out!"
At that, Daisuke and kari both sprung to their feet, rbought back to reality
as they heard a voice.
Two firemen stood in the doorway, staring at them.
Daisuke flushed.
"Um, thanks for saving us!" He blurted. The firemen chuckled, and one of
them said,
"Well, here we are. I'm surprised you kids survived the fire! You two were
lucky little devils, you were. Now are any of you injured? Anything wrong?"
Daisuke coughed.
"Uh, sir?" He handed something to the fireman.
"Son? You're a Degrephobic?!"
Daisuke smiled, and glanced at Kari.
"Not anymore, sir."
-*-
Fin.
By Digigirl
A/N: This fic is dedicated to Funkiechick; she asked for a DaisukeXHikari
fan fic. Funkiechick-enjoy. ^_^
This fic takes place in Season 02.
Disclaimer: Digimon : Digital Monsters, Dejimon Adventure, and Dejimon 02
belong to Saban, Toei Animation, and Bandai.
If Jeff Nimoy ever reads this for some whacked out reason, then-dude. QUIT
YOUR JOB AT SABAN AND BECOME A FULL TIME FUZZ-HEAD, alright?! :o(
*sigh* This fic really sucks. I wish it could be better, but that was the
one good idea I really could play up. So...uh, and I don't know what the
long dictionary word is for if you're afraid of fire, so I'm pretending it's
degrephobia, K? K.
-*-
"What is the capital of Latvia?"
There was a pause.
"Daisuke Motomiya! Are you awake?"
Another pause.
"Wha? Huh? Oh, um 4!"
"Excuse me?"
"Um...I mean-"
It was a warm, bright April afternoon-the first really nice day of the year.
Daisuke hadn't exactly had a good sleep the night prior; he'd spent half the
evening talking with Izzy about the Digiworld.
So, what better time to catch a few winks then during Geography class? Or so
Daisuke figured.
Besides, his eyes were getting tired from watching Hikari all morning.
Suddenly. a loud noise broke Daisuke's words.
BRRRRRRRRIIIIIIINNGGGG!
Instantly, Sensei Kinomoto's Geography class went into panic mode, yelling
and screaming.
Midori Kinomoto was a quiet woman. She taught her classes and that was that.
Her life was simple. Not complicated.
Not until that afternoon.
A loud bell ringing in the middle of the day could only mean one thing-fire.
Daisuke leapt to his feet, trying to remember all the fire drills they'd
done. But fear just plowed down and stomped on any instructions the
teachers had given him for getting out of a burning school.
Only one thing was really clear in his mind.
Kari.
"KARI!" The boy yelled, weaving through scrambling pupils. "HIKARIII!"
By now, most of the class had somehow managed to get into the hallway, and
run like heck for the school doors.
In fact, Daisuke could hear students from every grade shouting, crying,
and pushing-or maybe forcing-their way to freedom.
Daisuke realized that Hikari wasn't in the classroom. He darted into the
crowded hall.
"HIKARI~!"
"Daisuke?!" Another voice hollered. Daisuke looked up, and saw Takeru
coming towards him.
"DAISUKE! We have to get outside! We'll either get trampled to death in the
corridors, or burn up cause of the fire! Please, Dais!"
"Gomen, TK. But I have to find Hikari."
TK grabbed the other boy's arm.
"Iie! I can't let you kill yourself! Come with me! Please! Iori and Miyako
got outside safe-now YOU have to come!"
"But Kari-"
"Kari's a smart girl, Daisuke! She'll come! Don't worry!"
TK tugged on his friend's arm, but soon doubled up as Daisuke punched him
in the stomach.
"Takeru! YOU get yourself out there and safe!I have to find Hikari,shimeta?"
Takeru stretched out his hand as the crowd seperated the two boys in their
constant pushing and moving.
"DAAAAISUUUUUKE!"
Hikari Kamiya bit her lip, trying hard not to cry like a baby.
"HELP!" She called weakly, running out of strength. Besides, she highly
doubted anyone could hear her in the girl's bathroom.
It had all started out with her feeling slightly ill in the afternoon.
She'd gone to the washroom and thrown up...suddenly, there had been the
ringing of the fire bell.
Kari had panicked, and ran for the door-finding it locked.
Obviously the teachers had locked all the doors in the school, hoping to
trap the fire in one of the rooms-also probably thinking that all the
students of Odaiba Elementary were outside.
Hikari slumped against the door, trying to swallow her fear.
She saw that she might have only one last hope.
"Please oh please don't let me die." She whimpered, tilting her chin up.
"Please, whoever is up there-please save me."
Daisuke pushed some kid out of his way as he ran like a madman.
"KARI! KARIII! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
Kari jerked back into reality.
Had it just been her imagination or...had somebody called her name?
She flung herself against the door-her prized digital camera hitting the
floor and smashing.
"HELP! HELP ME!" She screamed, her voice hoarse. "HELP! PLEASE! HELP ME!"
Daisuke froze.
That voice...it was so familiar! And...it was coming from the girl's
bathroom!
"KARI! IS THAT YOU?!" He yelled through the door, feeling frantic.
Kari burst into tears.
"H-HAI! HELP ME! THE DOOR IS LOCKED!"
Daisuke slammed his fists against it.
"KARI! IT'S ME! DAISUKE! Don't worry, I'll save you." He added to himself.
"DAISUKE! PLEASE...please don't let me die!"
"Don't worry, Kari! I'd give my life for you!" Daisuke shouted, feeling like
he also wanted to cry.
Hikari grabbed the door handle, trying to yank it open.
"Daisuke! It's-it's locked! Find the key! Daisuke?! Can you hear me?!"
Daisuke heard her, alright.
But every instinct inside him went against leaving a young girl trapped in
a burning school.
But he knew what he had to do.
"Kari! I'll be back in a second! I..." He fumbled for words. "Here."
He carefully undid something off his wrist, and slid it under the door.
"Kari..I.." He couldn't finish, but went off in search of the keys.
Hikari's eyes widened as something shot from under the door, into the
washroom.
It glinted in the dull overhead lights, shiny and silver.
With shaking hands she picked it up, holding it in her palm.
It was a Medic Alert bracelet.
Engraved on it were the words-
'-Motomiya Daisuke
Degrephobic-'
Daisuke took a deep breath, trying not to faint from utter fear.
He had to keep focused.
Get the keys.
Save Kari.
Get the keys.
Save Kari.
Get the keys.
Save Kari.
His eyes darted around as he ran, not knowing where to find the prized keys.
As he went along, getting hotter and hotter by the second, he passed an
open doorway.
The boy skittered to a halt, his sneakers squeaking on the floor.
It was the Staff Office.
Daisuke went into the large room, and there he saw the keys hanging on a
hook by the window.
"Bingo!"
Kari huddled against a wall.
The room was getting uncomfortably warm.
But she could only think of one thing.
Daisuke. A Degrephobic.
He was afraid of fire, and yet he'd gone all over the school looking for
her.
And then the tears came, chasing down her pink cheeks as she thought.
Ever since Kari had met Daisuke, she'd been mean to him.
And it was because she knew full well that the boy had a *crush* on her, and
was jealous of the friendship she and TK shared, and had had since they were
first Digidestined.
And so Kari had always been nice to TK, and always waved away Daisuke.
She felt like a horrible person. After all she'd done, here he was-saving
her life. Even though he was mortally afraid of fire.
Daisuke paused in the doorway of the Staff Office, the keys digging into his
sweaty palms. He needed to breathe deeply. To try and concentrate once again
and stop letting the horrible fear get to him.
Slowly, he went into the hall, wiping the wetness off his brow.
It was sweltering hot.
He stared at the floor, watching his feet walk along, trying not to think
about the flames that might be ravaging the school somewhere.
He fanned himself with his unclenched fist. It seemed to be getting hotter
by the second.
He finally saw the door to the girl's washroom, and stuck the key in.
Kari buried her head in her hands, still crying.
The Medic Alert bracelet was clutched in her fist, as though she was
protecting Daisuke by holding it.
Suddenly, the door burst open.
"Kari?" A voice said, shaking.
Hikari leapt to her feet and embraced her friend, sobbing.
"I'm sorry, i'm so sorry, oh I'm sorry..." She kept saying into his shirt.
"Hikari, I-"
There was a soft click, as the door shut.
The two kids whirled around.
Daisuke set a shaking hand on the dorknob, before pulling it back with a
yell.
"ITAIIIII~!" He cried, clutching his hand.
"Daisuke? What's wrong with the door?"
"The fire...it must be right outside the bathroom!" Daisuke exclaimed, a
look of pure horror on sketched all over his face.
Kari's light brown eyes widened.
"No...this can't be happening..." She moaned, slumping against the floor.
Then she looked up at the boy standing in front of her.
"Are we gonna die?" She said in a small voice.
Daisuke blinked, then sat beside her.
"N-No...at least I hope not...but I CAN try to keep us alive. At least till
someone comes and rescues us."
Daisuke carefully took off his favourite green and white striped shirt,
soaked it in water from a sink, then pushed it against the crack under the
door.
"That should keep it off for awhile." He said softly, then suddenly
realizing that he wasn't wearing any top.
Daisuke turned red.
"Uh...gomen..." He stuttered, sitting down against the wall.
The two sat in silence for a few minutes, wondering what to say.
Finally, Kari spoke.
"Daisuke, if we're gonna be trapped in here for a bit, and maybe get
roasted by that fire, then there's some stuff I'd like to say to you."
Daisuke raised his eyebrows.
"Heh, I thought you hated me. I thought you find any excuse not to talk to
me, cuz I'm a 'fuzz-head', remember?"
Kari sighed.
"I'm really sorry. I should never have called you that, Dais'. And that's
what I wanted to talk to you about."
"Fuzz-heads?"
Kari sweatdropped.
"Iie, fuzzy-san. I meant that I wanted to apologize."
Kari turned so she faced the boy. Hot tears started to spill down her
cheeks.
"Daisuke-I'm sorry. For never agreeing with you, for being mean and snobby
to you, and for all the other bad stuff I've done to hurt you. I'm truly
sorry, and I want you to know that I'd like to be your friend, if you'll
accept me."
Daisuke stared, then gave Kari a strong hug.
And she hugged him back.
The two suddenly pulled away, again realizing that Daisuke still had no
shirt.
Daisuke coughed.
"Since we're being all friendly, there's some things I'd like to say to you,
too, Hikari."
"Such as?"
"For one-and I know this isn't a two way thing-but Kari...I've..well, I've
had a thing for you the day we met. When I first saw you, I thought-that
girl is the most incredible, beautiful, and intelligent female I've ever
seen in my life, and-"
"Oh Daisuke, I knew that already."
"You-WHAT?! How did you...I never told...how could you possibly..."
"You've never exactly made a big attempt to hide it." Said Kari, giggling.
The two laughed, then smiled at each other.
Kari grinned, and rested her head against Daisuke's shoulder.
Daisuke cautiously moved his arm around Kari, and the two sat in silence,
each glad that the other was there with them.
Daisuke stared down at the girl, studying her face.
Kari realized she was being watched, and glanced up at Daisuke.
He slowly brought his head closer to hers, and their lips connected.
Hikari closed her eyes, not thinking about anything.
Daisuke felt giddy with happiness, and figured that he would happily die in
any old fire, since he now knew that Kari cared for him.
At that moment, the door of the bathroom flew open, filling it with smoke.
there was a dead silence, then-
"John! We found the missing kids! They're in the girl's washroom and they're
doing fine...er, they're even making out!"
At that, Daisuke and kari both sprung to their feet, rbought back to reality
as they heard a voice.
Two firemen stood in the doorway, staring at them.
Daisuke flushed.
"Um, thanks for saving us!" He blurted. The firemen chuckled, and one of
them said,
"Well, here we are. I'm surprised you kids survived the fire! You two were
lucky little devils, you were. Now are any of you injured? Anything wrong?"
Daisuke coughed.
"Uh, sir?" He handed something to the fireman.
"Son? You're a Degrephobic?!"
Daisuke smiled, and glanced at Kari.
"Not anymore, sir."
-*-
Fin.