Author's notes: This is my first fanfic. I absolutely LOVE Digimon. You won't find any character bashing, but you might find yaoi suggestions, so be warned. It's heavily greek tragedy influenced. Btw I don't own digimon. Please, please, please review.
Prolouge
The wind rustled through her hair, childlike little fingers running through her short tresses. She laughed, tossing her head back and leaning forward to smile secretively. She grasped his hands, lacing her fingers through his.
He smiled along with her, her mood feeding his. "Are you going to tell him?" he asked, mildly eager.
"Tell him what? That he's cute? That I like him? I don't even know him! There's nothing to tell."
"You could get to know him." He answered, his voice hushed.
She studied him wide eyed, surprised at the response. "Why would you want that to happen?"
"I just want you to be happy." His matter-of-fact tone only barely disguised his shyness.
She giggled. "I am happy! I've got you, and Davis, and Yolie, and Cody, and Tai and the others. I don't need anyone else."
She smoothed down his ruffled blond hair. He leaned back and looked around. The game had ended long ago and the stadium was empty so that even their excited whispers echoed into the night. The stadium lights had long ago been shut off, emphasizing the streetlights outside and the sky above, which was a diamond studded ebony tapestry. It had been a mild summer day (perfect for soccer), but the warm balmy air was surrendering to the chilly nighttime breezes. Kari shivered against the wind, and T.K. willingly shrugged out of his basketball jacket. He wrapped it gently around her shoulders, and stood up to take her hand.
"It's getting late. I'll walk you home."
She stood up reluctantly, not wanting to leave the comfortable emotional sanctuary they had there. They walked together from the stands into the street, still trying to savour the lingering atmosphere.
He slipped his hand into hers, an innocent gesture, but she savoured its closeness.
"You know," she said suddenly, "they've got us all wrong."
"What? Oh." He smiled impulsively. "And how do you mean?"
"Well," she giggled slyly, "I'm not as innocent as everyone thinks."
He raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"Come on, T.K., all of us have our dirty little secrets."
He nodded thoughtfully. "Your right."
She stopped abruptly under the glow of a streetlight. Her hands slipped over his face, drawing him to her, and kissing him softly. They stood under the lamplight, smiling at each other. He moved to brush hair out of her eyes, and took her hand.
"I know your secret." he said gently, tracing her jaw-line with his fingertips.
"Oh, and what is it, then?" She asked coyly, but trembling at the thought of that vulnerability.
"Your afraid that one day your destiny will fail you."
She laughed, relieved.
"Don't laugh." She was surprised at his certainty. "Your loss of innocence isn't so casual. You thought that it was what defined you. It doesn't, Kari. I know what defines you."
"What?" She trembled now, even with the coat.
He smiled gently and put his hand to his breast.
"It's in here. You think it's tainted, but I know better."
She hugged him tightly. "You know what I know? Under that hat you are a lot wiser than they suppose."
He held her for a moment in that embrace, then leaned forward.
"And do you know my secret?" he whispered in her ear.
"What?" She breathed in dangerous anticipation.
"I love you. I love you more than anyone in the world."
He felt her tense up at these word and she drew back.
"Not like what other people think they have. It's like my love for Matt or Tai or Sora, only stronger, purer. Our love is beyond physical. It is consumate by thought."
Her eyes shined, but she wavered.
"I know what your thinking."
"And that's what scares me the most." She giggled nervously.
"Davis."
"Yeah."
"You love him."
"I can't help it."
"I know."
Her head ducked down in confusion, but a hand slid under her chin to guide her eye to eye.
"No matter who you love, what you do, or where you go I will always be there with you, Kari." His gaze was so intense it pierced her soul.
Guilt filled Kari's heart. Such love and loyalty she didn't understand, nor deserve.
Her eyes filled with tears, and she quickly pecked him on the cheek before turning into Heighten view Terrace and leaving him alone in the street.
Prolouge
The wind rustled through her hair, childlike little fingers running through her short tresses. She laughed, tossing her head back and leaning forward to smile secretively. She grasped his hands, lacing her fingers through his.
He smiled along with her, her mood feeding his. "Are you going to tell him?" he asked, mildly eager.
"Tell him what? That he's cute? That I like him? I don't even know him! There's nothing to tell."
"You could get to know him." He answered, his voice hushed.
She studied him wide eyed, surprised at the response. "Why would you want that to happen?"
"I just want you to be happy." His matter-of-fact tone only barely disguised his shyness.
She giggled. "I am happy! I've got you, and Davis, and Yolie, and Cody, and Tai and the others. I don't need anyone else."
She smoothed down his ruffled blond hair. He leaned back and looked around. The game had ended long ago and the stadium was empty so that even their excited whispers echoed into the night. The stadium lights had long ago been shut off, emphasizing the streetlights outside and the sky above, which was a diamond studded ebony tapestry. It had been a mild summer day (perfect for soccer), but the warm balmy air was surrendering to the chilly nighttime breezes. Kari shivered against the wind, and T.K. willingly shrugged out of his basketball jacket. He wrapped it gently around her shoulders, and stood up to take her hand.
"It's getting late. I'll walk you home."
She stood up reluctantly, not wanting to leave the comfortable emotional sanctuary they had there. They walked together from the stands into the street, still trying to savour the lingering atmosphere.
He slipped his hand into hers, an innocent gesture, but she savoured its closeness.
"You know," she said suddenly, "they've got us all wrong."
"What? Oh." He smiled impulsively. "And how do you mean?"
"Well," she giggled slyly, "I'm not as innocent as everyone thinks."
He raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"Come on, T.K., all of us have our dirty little secrets."
He nodded thoughtfully. "Your right."
She stopped abruptly under the glow of a streetlight. Her hands slipped over his face, drawing him to her, and kissing him softly. They stood under the lamplight, smiling at each other. He moved to brush hair out of her eyes, and took her hand.
"I know your secret." he said gently, tracing her jaw-line with his fingertips.
"Oh, and what is it, then?" She asked coyly, but trembling at the thought of that vulnerability.
"Your afraid that one day your destiny will fail you."
She laughed, relieved.
"Don't laugh." She was surprised at his certainty. "Your loss of innocence isn't so casual. You thought that it was what defined you. It doesn't, Kari. I know what defines you."
"What?" She trembled now, even with the coat.
He smiled gently and put his hand to his breast.
"It's in here. You think it's tainted, but I know better."
She hugged him tightly. "You know what I know? Under that hat you are a lot wiser than they suppose."
He held her for a moment in that embrace, then leaned forward.
"And do you know my secret?" he whispered in her ear.
"What?" She breathed in dangerous anticipation.
"I love you. I love you more than anyone in the world."
He felt her tense up at these word and she drew back.
"Not like what other people think they have. It's like my love for Matt or Tai or Sora, only stronger, purer. Our love is beyond physical. It is consumate by thought."
Her eyes shined, but she wavered.
"I know what your thinking."
"And that's what scares me the most." She giggled nervously.
"Davis."
"Yeah."
"You love him."
"I can't help it."
"I know."
Her head ducked down in confusion, but a hand slid under her chin to guide her eye to eye.
"No matter who you love, what you do, or where you go I will always be there with you, Kari." His gaze was so intense it pierced her soul.
Guilt filled Kari's heart. Such love and loyalty she didn't understand, nor deserve.
Her eyes filled with tears, and she quickly pecked him on the cheek before turning into Heighten view Terrace and leaving him alone in the street.