Author's Note: I got the idea for this story when I was reading a bunch of fics. This is my first fic, anyway, R/R, please.

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or it's chracters.

I Love You Forever
by: Elione


"Hi, this is Kari, is T.K. there."

Taichi Kamiya was at the breakfast table with his friend Sora, finishing up there breakfast, half listening to his sister Kari's conversation with her friend T.K. (Kari had already finished her breakfast and decided to call T.K.) It was the day after Tai's birthday and he had had a party last nite. Everyone left early that morning except for Sora.

"Oh hi T.K., do you wanna go to the photo studio with me? I got some real cute pictures I wanna show ya..."
All right, see ya in about 10 minutes... Can you come over after?
'K bye..."

"Mom I hafta go pick something up in about 10 minutes, and is it ok if T.K. comes over after?" Kari asked her mom when she placed the receiver back in it's place.

"Of course." her mother replied.
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Ten minutes later, Kari ran out of her apartment and into the warmth of the afternoon air.

"Kari!" A familiar voice called.

"Hey, T.K.! So, ready ta go?"

"Yea. Whassup with the pictures you said you'd show me?" T.K. asked curiosly.

"Oh you'll see. C'mon!" Kari giggled as she walked happily beside her best friend.
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"Oh nice pictures Hikari Kamiya!" T.K. cracked up as he looked at the pictures Kari had taken. They were back at Kari's house and hour later. Tai and Sora were on a date, Mr. Kamiya was at work, and Mrs. Kamiya was out
visiting her friend outside of town.

The pictures Kari took were of a rather embarassingly cute (to her) moment T.K. had last week, Tai and Sora posing, some really funny pictures of Tai, Sora, Yolei, Cody, Davis, and the other Digidestined. For example, their was a picture of T.K. looking for his hat while he had it on his head. Kari's specialty was taking pictures of funny events that just happened to happen.

"No really! Your brother'd kill you if he ever saw this. I mean LOOK at it! He's like drooling in front of the TV asleep. Who'd want a picture like that?!"
T.K. tried not to crack up as he looked at the picture.

"Face it. Your trying ta crack up. I swear, if you wanted to, you'd laugh like hell."

"Haha very funny, Kari. See I'm NOT laughing!"

"Oh yeah? Let's see you take this!" Kari tickled him gently.

"OK! OK! I surrender! It's funny! Just don't tell Tai. I don't wanna be his soccer ball! I know he likes me." T.K. cracked up. (I mean T.K. thinks Tai likes him as a friend, not as a lover. I DO NOT WRITE YAORI!!! Is Yaori spelled right?)

At this Kari laughed. "T.K., Tai hasn't liked you since we first met! Honestly, he can't tell the difference between rape and friendship."

T.K. immediately stopped laughing at this. He had always liked Tai. He even thought of him as a second older brother. Now this, was Kari right or was she just plain sarcastic as always?

"T.K.? Are you all right?"

"Yea I'm fine." He heard himself say. "Uh, Kari, I think I'd better go."

"What!? You've only been here for an hour!?"

"I don't feel good."

"Is...is it something I said?" Kari said a bit cautiously. She had almost forgotten how sensitive T.K. was.

"No. It's nothing..."

"Here have one of Dad's cookies...they always make me feel better..." T.K. looked at the plate she was offering him. He took one, and bit into it. He cheered up a bit afterwards. They spent the rest of the day just hanging out.
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Nancy Takaishi(T.K.'s mom) sighed and looked at the photograph of her son Takeru(T.K. duh...) when he was realoy little. He was so cute in that picture.
He was still cute, she had to admit. The album she was holding was full of pictures of her family. Nancy was a bit sick today and decided to stay home.
She sighed again and her thoughts were interuppted by a sound from the door.

"I'm home!" A voice called. "Hey mom, are you feeling allright?" T.K. inquired as he stood next to his mother.

His mother looked at him. HIs cerulean eyes were full of concern and thought. T.K. was the kind of person who was always asking after people.

"Yes I'm feeling much better . How was *your*day?"


"Oh. OK, me and Kari were just hangig out." Her son replied as he got some milk out of the fridge. "Can I go to my room?"


"Oh sure."

"What is that your looking at?" T.K. attention was at the photo album.

"Just some pictures i'm lookig at."

"Oh." And once again T.K.'s curiousity gets the better of him. HE contiued to walk to his room. He started to look for his pal Patamon. But the Digimon was nowhere to be found.

"Patamon? Come out, come out whereever you are."

Suddenly he heard a scream from the bathroom. "Aaaah! What the hell is this thing!? Takeru Takaishi! What *IS* this thing?!"

Patamon! he thought as he rushed to the bathroom. "Okaasan?"

"Get this thing outta my sight! Takeru! Is this your idea of a joke!?"

"What's wrong?"

"I was about to go to the bathroom until this *thing* appeared in the toilet."

"Patamon!" T.K. exclaimed as he puled his friend fron the toilet.

"Whatever it is! Get that outta my goddamn sight!" Mrs. Takaishi slammed the bathroom door as she went in.

"What's your story ittle buddy? How come you were in the toilet?"

"I wasn't. I was trying use the toiket but the your mom came in. I thought she was in there to put makeup or something. Not use the toilet!" The litte Digimon explained.

"Look at you. Your all covered in that toilet crap." T.K. dried his friend and set him down. "No going in the toilet and freaking my mom out. OK?"

"OK." Patamon replied.
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Nancy was still recovering from the bathroom inciddent. What was that thing? What was it that Takeru had called it? Patamon? Was it alive? Leaving her thoughts, she went into her bedroom and sat on her bed. The photo album was still on her lap. BEfore she knew it, she was fast asleep.
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T.K. looked at the kitchen clock. 7:00. HE tiptoed into his mother's bedroom. What *was* she doing? They would normally be eatig supper now. He opened the door a crack and peeked in. Sleeping. Nancy's face was serene and beautiful as she slept. Dare he wake her up?

"Okaasan, wake up." HE gently shook his mother. She stirred and opeed her eyes.

"What do you want?" She glared at him as if to say-I want you dead.

" Um, it's 7..."

"So." Was it like his mother to be so testy.

"Uh...dinner?"

"You insolent little bitch! You woke me up just for that!? Have you any manners?" T.K. was taken aback by his mother's sudden witchiness. His mother cussed a lot but she rarely cussed directly at *him*. "Get me an aspirin for my headache! And hurry up about it!" She barked at him. T.K. obeyed, yet still curious about his mother's peculiar behavior. She wasn't the type of person to yell like that.

As he opened the medicie cabinet in tyhe kitchen, he took the aspirin bottle. A glinting bottle caught his attention as he closed the cabinet. He took the bottle out and read the label-Vodka. What?! His mother, drinking!? That was unthinkale. Was that the reason why she was so grouchy?

"What the hell d'ye think yer doing?" His mother was back.

"Uh, getting your aspirin." He held up the medicie.

"No that! In your other hand."

"Huh?" She was referrring to the botte of vodka.

"I dunno. I just found it int he cabinet. Is this yours?" He held it out.

"No. I don't drink." She said as she read the labe and gasped. "Don't tell me it's yours."

"It's not."

"Good. We're going out ot eat dinner. I don't feel like cooking. Now get your shoes on and let's go." His mohter said readig the look on his face.

"Your aspirin?"

"Drop it." She said.
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So. There's my first fic. Part two wil be coming out shortly. If I fit the whole thig together, it'll be too long. The title doesn't fit this fic but it will eventually. Please read and review. It will be extremly helpful to me.