A/N:

Hi readers, Wisteria here. This will be my first time writing a fanfiction of Takari and I have to thank my friend for helping me out with this chapter. I hope there are not many grammitical errors or spelling errors in there. I am sorry if this part here is boring to you but don't worry, the story will get more complicated and interesting later on. Rest assured! Also, happiness to me is that the wonderful readers would review my work. Please support me and I'll be over the moon and update faster. But still I will do my best! Oh please include in your reviews which couples you would prefer. Sorato or Taito, I can't decide... This features characters from digimon season one and two and some of my OC's here and there. (they're minor) The main characters here are Takeru and Hikari. I guess you can call this a little AU...

Anyways sorry for my long A/N, Enjoy!

I don't own digimon! If i did, I probably make a crossover with all the first 4 seasons and transform it into a new digimon show.

Chapter 1: Love Confession

What is happiness?

Such simple yet complicated word
No exact words can match it
Is it the feeling of warmth in the summer?
Is it the feeling of success?
or is it the feeling of no worries?

Nobody can actually tell what happiness is
It is such a dynamic word
Its like the wind
That is felt but not really seen

But still happiness still bugs me
Where can you find happiness?
How can you be happy?

Such questions going through my mind
Maybe happiness is just within us
Maybe happiness is like a fairy
Stuck in out heart wanting to get out

How could you tell you found happiness?
Some people say you found happiness
When you feel light as a feather
Maybe that is true happiness

I can never really tell what it is
But I think I found happiness
Happiness within me

Karima Puzon

"So what should I say?" Takeru asked aloud for the tenth time after fiddling his fingers. He nervously turned to Patamon, who was hovering beside him, apparently trying to calm him down. But until now, it was clearly that the small digimon had not been so successful.

"I don't know, probably just like how you practice in front of a mirror. But I am sure you can do it even without practicing!" The orange- fur back digimon with big bat-like winged ears chirped in reply, his big sapphire eyes gazing encouragingly at his master. The blond boy sighed loudly, his hands cupping his face.

"I don't think I am prepared for this… I should probably have waited…"

"I believe you can do this!" Patamon reassured him. "And anyway, who knows you won't be able to tell her next time!"

But that just made him worry more. Takeru stood up and started pacing faster, his mind meanwhile coming up with many terrible scenarios that were bound to happen. "What if I just stand there and nothing comes out of my mouth? What if I see her coming and I run out from the other side? What if I say something wrong and she hates me for life? What if I…?" His thought train suddenly jammed into a halt when he realised something terrible.

"Hey Patamon…" The digimon turned to look at him in response. "What if she doesn't even turn up at all? I probably scared her this afternoon and now she maybe hates me to the core and refuses to meet up with me?" he croaked and on his face drew horror.

He thought back to the incident this morning while waiting an answer from his digipartner. It was in school this morning when he called for her. During then, his face was unusually serious so as to mask his nervousness when talking to her. He remembered how he walked up her desk and solemnly said, "I have something very important to tell you." She stared at him for a moment with curious eyes and before she opened her mouth, he immediately interrupted. "I'll tell you later." He paused for a moment to take a breath, "A..at the back of the school gym." He continued, mentally cursing himself why his voice suddenly faltered. Then he turned back and quickly fled to hide his face, red from embarrassment.

"Takeru, I think you need to breathe." Patamon's voice jolted the blond boy out from his thoughts. He was right, Takeru realised he had been holding his breath the entire time. He could feel his heart pounding wildly against his ribcage as if it was about to burst out. Takeru tried calming himself down by taking extremely deep breaths.

After having that short conversation with her this morning, for the rest of the day, he had not talked to her nor made eye contact with her. "I probably really scared her off, Pata." His hand unconsciously moved to Patamon who was lying beside him and starting stroking the digimon's head. Takeru looked at Patamon in silence and then proceeded to close his eyes.

He could hear the wind rustling the leaves on the trees behind him. The air was soothing and musical, like it was humming the songs of the sylphs that dwelled in the sky. However in that tranquillity, he could hear a voice. A voice that sounded uncertain and melodic but there was no mistaking it. He had heard that voice since he was young and there was no way he could ever forget it.

A while ago, the sound of rushed footsteps could be heard in the school garden. "What are you running for, Hikari?" Tailmon asked; annoyance evident in her voice and face. The white cat-like digimon was suddenly forced to run with her mistress after she had seen her rushing out of her class and until now, she had not been given an explanation.

Hikari glanced at her watch as strands of her brown hair flew in her face. While brushing them off, she answered while panting heavily, "Well… Takeru… he asked to…meet him at two...here… I'm late!" Tailmon raised her head to look at the watch on Hikari's wrist. It was already half past two.

She arupbtly stopped in front of the gymnasium, causing Tailmon to wince a little as she tripped on her human's partner foot and fell flat facedown to the ground. Hikari's pace became soft and gentle as she stepped into the gymnasium. "Takeru?" her voice echoed through the four walls of the gym.

Takeru opened his eyes and saw her approaching to the bench area which he was sitting. Takeru felt a thick blob of saliva clotting his throat, rendering unable to call out. His childhood friend, his classmate and finally his crush was now standing right in front of him. Hikari was different from before. She had grown in the past few years and had finally matured to a beautiful young lady. She grew her light brown hair all the way to her shoulders and her matching slightly darker brown eyes just made looked all the more attractive.

Hikari stood there, nervous, like a little child not knowing if she was in trouble or not. She was standing a few feet away and seemingly would not come any closer. But nonetheless, her brown eyes gazed directly into his azure blue eyes. Tailmon peeked from the side of the legs, wondering what was with the awkward silence that had been lingering for awhile now.

"So…what's the important you mentioned this morning?" she asked softly with smooth and musical voice.

Immediately, Patamon shot up from his seat and started hovering towards Tailmon. The next moment, he was nudging the champion digimon out. "What?" Tailmon screeched in an annoyed tone. "It's something important so we should not interfere." He explained while pulling her tail towards the nearest exit of the gym. Tailmon seemed confused and exasperated for a moment, then comply and reluctantly followed the orange furball out from the gym.

Once, they were out, Takeru nervously tucked his collar. "I…erm…" he faltered. He was afraid. If he told her the truth how he felt about her, he will be risking everything. Their long history of friendship would definitely end. He did not know if he was ready to sacrifice that yet. Takeru felt claustrophobic all of a sudden. The gymnasium that seemed perfectly wide was now closing in on him. He desperately wanted to turn and run but was stopped by a thought.

There was Hikari, holding hands with another boy. Chatting, laughing, eating, holding hands and finally kissing together.

He had to tell her. Patamon was right; he might not have another chance again. He looked at her directly and stepped in, closing the distance between them. He took a deep breath and finally said what had been constrained in his heart for so long.

"I really, really, really like you! Would you please go out with me me?"

He immediately did a full ninety degrees bow after saying it. He wanted to face the floor; he was way to embarrass to see her face and more importantly dud not want to see her reaction. After a slight spilt second or so, he looked up meekly. He saw her take a step back in astonishment. Takeru knew regardless which ending it might be, he still had to face her in the end, for a truthful reply, though that truth might hurt.

So he stood up straight, ready to face Hikari once more. She had been stunned into silence. Her eyes apparently had opened larger and revealed shock in them, her mouth was a wide 'O' in which she rushed to flung up her hand to cover. Takeru watched her in that stance for a nightmarishly long two seconds. She slowly shifted a little and finally when it seemed she got her character back, her hands fell to her side once again and her lips changed.

A rejection? Takeru thought in plain horror. Then he realised the lips actually changed into a gentle smile.

"You know, Keru-kun" she replied softly. It was the name she often used to address him when they were still kids. She never used it since they went to Odaiba high and now when she did, Takeru suddenly felt warm memories drifting back to him.

"I like you too."

That was unexpectedly shocking and smooth. Takeru was convinced he would screw up or Hikari would just run away in shock or take a long time to consider before coming to him again, like majority of the girls do after a sudden confession to them. But that was Hikari; she would never run away from any sort of situation.

What was I thinking?

Hikari's heart was thumping so hard when she said there and now she felt like a burden was taken off her. She took a step forward and embraced him, feeling the boy jolted a bit from the sudden affection. She felt his arms around her waist too and then a weight on her shoulder, his head.

There resting in the arms of each other, in their minds both of them thought wistfully, "If only this moment would never end."

Patamon and Tailmon peeked out from the side of the gym door; they had been watching the entire scene for the whole time. "That was long." the white cat mused while Patamon just cheered happily.

"You know, I thought of something." Tailmon smiled.

"What is it?" inquired the other digimon.

"I wonder how Daisuke-kun will react."

There was a short moment of silence and then both digimons laughed silently and heartily together, before joining their respective human partners.

Somewhere apart yet near to them and the digital world at the same time, a series of pained echoes bounced off from the enclosed cavern of that certain dimension.

"Danger, danger, danger, danger, danger, danger!"

"Awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken!"

"Death, death, death, death, death, death!"

Amethyst eyes blinked in shock and horror as they repeated, chanting those ominous words in a melancholic tone. Their voices were gurgled and strained, but the message they defined was very clear. She could hear them well, their warning and their fear. "No, no…" she whimpered softly as she crouched so low that her purple-reddish hair brushed against her legs.

It was impossible. However the next chant echoed the terrible truth.

"Abyss, abyss, abyss, abyss, abyss!"

"Calls, calls, calls,calls, calls!"

"I must warn them- the digidestined. Must warn them." She croaked. "The both worlds are in deep trouble."

"Hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred!"