Hey hey hey. This is my Sorato.....sorta....it's a very twisted fic...I mean twisted...because its not really a Sorato....it's...another ...triangle! Its a twisted triangle..its a um...a...::thinks:: TaiToRa... Or maybe a YaTaiOra..or..um a SoMaTai...or...Its a Taichi-Yamato-Sora triangle, spamit! Oh...I'm a very liberal guy...and I write about anything..even...*Yaoi Warning!* BWeeep BWeeeep. Warning, if you don't like the idea of that kind of stuff. ::will not be graphic, just uses it for the angst effect:: Go way now. Okay...now...for thou who have stayed. Happing Reading. And please review. This is another new area for me...so I want to know how I did.
Digmon> Y'all, he doesn't own Digimon.
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"Choices"
By Ishida Takeru
Yamato sighed as he watched the clock's hands move slowly to their desired destination. Had school always been this boring, or was it just him. Everything seemed less exciting. Maybe, it was the fact that he spent all that time in the Digiworld, and the recent events in his life only added to that. His band was becoming well known, especially with the girls. That didn't bother him at all. Except Daisuke's sister, what was her problem? Oh well, that didn't matter either. What mattered was that he was now free of the boring English class. "Finally!"
Yamato wondered around the halls for a bit, trying to wait out his fanclub. He knew that they could be waiting around one of the corners. And he knew they would be outside.
"There he is!"
Yamato blinked a few times. This was definitely bad, now he would have to find a safe place to hide. But, there wasn't many safe places in this school. Maybe if he--
"Hey..Yamato...in here."
Yamato blinked, and ducked into the room. "You're a lifesaver Taichi." he mumbled.
"Yeah well, I try." Taichi said grinning. "Now what are you going to do for me."
Yamato shook his head. "Not call you stupid for..." Yamato took a glance at his watch "how's five seconds"
Taichi shook his head. Before, he would have said something back. But, since they got back from the Digital World, something was different. He couldn't really put his finger on it, maybe he was more mature. Or maybe it was something else. "Funny..."
Yamato shrugged as he looked around the room. "Who's room is this.."
"Soccer club's." Taichi said falling into one of the chairs. "We just finished our meeting.
Yamato nodded a bit, he never paid attention to any of the clubs. Nor did he want to join any of them in the first place.
"Yo, Yamato.. you doing anything Friday night?"
Yamato blinked a few times before shaking his head. "Why...?"
Taichi shrugged his shoulders a bit. "A few of us are getting together at my house. Kind of a party."
Yamato considered that for a moment, even if he didn't want to go he would. Why, because Takeru would want to go, and he did like to do things with his younger brother. "Sure.."
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Taichi paced his room, what was going through his mind. It was a mixture of emotions, from happiness to confusion to sadness. "I do not like my best friend." He mumbled and continued pacing. "This is all wrong, it shouldn't be happening."
Hikari peeked into the room, before walking back into the living room. "It's weird Takeru, he's been acting strange since yesterday."
Takeru shrugged slightly. "Maybe, he had a bad day at school."
Taichi listened in on their conversation. "Not really a bad day" he mumbled to himself. "Just a confusing one.."
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Sora stared at what seemed like the hundredth flower. They were all blue. Blue, it was a beautiful color. She sighed thinking about her life in a whole. She had lots of friends, but she wanted more. She wanted love, not just the love of a family or a friend, but true love. She should get up her nerve and tell Taichi. She took a moment to stare back at the flowers. Blue, just like Yamato's eyes. She sighed slightly, she thought about the past. He had saved her when she fell into that black cavern. She never forgot that, but that didn't mean she had those kind of feelings for him. Those kind of feelings!? When did those kind of feelings even come into play.
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Yamato yawned as he stared at his bedroom ceiling. He had been trying to write a new song for a month now. His mind was a clutter of staffbars and eighth notes. But, nothing ever came to him. He needed inspiration, but there was none. All he had was the plain white ceiling and his clothes cluttered floor. " This sucks."
Yamato glanced down at his clock, it was five PM. He was supposed to pick up Takeru at six, so they could go to Taichi's at seven. Yamato didn't really want to go, but Takeru was so excited, and he hadn't seen all of his friends in a while. Not to mention he knew Taichi wouldn't let him get out of it. Yamato yawned, maybe he would take a nap. *Ring* He was going to take a nap.
"Hello..?"
"You better not be backing out, man."
"What..?" Yamato mumbled, what the hell was Taichi doing calling him. Sure, he called before but usually it was about some math problem. "I said I would show.."
"Good. Well, see you then." Click the phone was hung up.
"Weird."
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What the hell was he thinking. Why did he call Yamato just to make sure he was showing up. It wasn't like it was that important, was it? Taichi didn't know what was going through his mind. Why would he even care if Yamato showed up. He wasn't that important, was he.
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Sora continued to stare at the flowers. "Lets be reasonable about this" she said to a rose. "I've known Taichi since we were kids. We have a lot in common, and we can always talk. I have nothing in common with Yamato. We don't talk very often, but he is a good friend. And he has nice eyes. Look at this, I sound like Mimi. Talking about his looks like that. Six thirty, oh great, she was going to be late!
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Okay, I'm stopping there....why, because I want to see the response to this fic...before I keep writing....If people dont like it..I wont post the rest. Plain and simple. Alright. Now I am going to mention some ideas I have.
I've seen people do interviews with the characters, and thats all good. I've seen the characters interview authors...that's all good too. But I have a spin on that. it's simple. I like to think I write the character pretty close to the way they are. So here's my idea...It will be an interview done by the characters, but the author they interview will not control them. So, it'll be crazy...it'll be random. The responses will be done in e-mail, and then I'll post it. I don't know if it'll be in script form, or story form.
Okay, now....Its nearing October, and what I'm mentioning will not take place to about July, buut. I want to keep people in the know. Anyways, every year there's a huuuuge convention down in Southern California. It is called Anime Expo, all kinds of anime stuff and cosplay [costume play]. So what I'm proposing is that the fic writers of FF.net meet there this summer. Nothing certain has been posted, when it does. I'll let whoever's interested know. In some kind of maillist or something.
~Ciao
Digmon> Y'all, he doesn't own Digimon.
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"Choices"
By Ishida Takeru
Yamato sighed as he watched the clock's hands move slowly to their desired destination. Had school always been this boring, or was it just him. Everything seemed less exciting. Maybe, it was the fact that he spent all that time in the Digiworld, and the recent events in his life only added to that. His band was becoming well known, especially with the girls. That didn't bother him at all. Except Daisuke's sister, what was her problem? Oh well, that didn't matter either. What mattered was that he was now free of the boring English class. "Finally!"
Yamato wondered around the halls for a bit, trying to wait out his fanclub. He knew that they could be waiting around one of the corners. And he knew they would be outside.
"There he is!"
Yamato blinked a few times. This was definitely bad, now he would have to find a safe place to hide. But, there wasn't many safe places in this school. Maybe if he--
"Hey..Yamato...in here."
Yamato blinked, and ducked into the room. "You're a lifesaver Taichi." he mumbled.
"Yeah well, I try." Taichi said grinning. "Now what are you going to do for me."
Yamato shook his head. "Not call you stupid for..." Yamato took a glance at his watch "how's five seconds"
Taichi shook his head. Before, he would have said something back. But, since they got back from the Digital World, something was different. He couldn't really put his finger on it, maybe he was more mature. Or maybe it was something else. "Funny..."
Yamato shrugged as he looked around the room. "Who's room is this.."
"Soccer club's." Taichi said falling into one of the chairs. "We just finished our meeting.
Yamato nodded a bit, he never paid attention to any of the clubs. Nor did he want to join any of them in the first place.
"Yo, Yamato.. you doing anything Friday night?"
Yamato blinked a few times before shaking his head. "Why...?"
Taichi shrugged his shoulders a bit. "A few of us are getting together at my house. Kind of a party."
Yamato considered that for a moment, even if he didn't want to go he would. Why, because Takeru would want to go, and he did like to do things with his younger brother. "Sure.."
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Taichi paced his room, what was going through his mind. It was a mixture of emotions, from happiness to confusion to sadness. "I do not like my best friend." He mumbled and continued pacing. "This is all wrong, it shouldn't be happening."
Hikari peeked into the room, before walking back into the living room. "It's weird Takeru, he's been acting strange since yesterday."
Takeru shrugged slightly. "Maybe, he had a bad day at school."
Taichi listened in on their conversation. "Not really a bad day" he mumbled to himself. "Just a confusing one.."
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Sora stared at what seemed like the hundredth flower. They were all blue. Blue, it was a beautiful color. She sighed thinking about her life in a whole. She had lots of friends, but she wanted more. She wanted love, not just the love of a family or a friend, but true love. She should get up her nerve and tell Taichi. She took a moment to stare back at the flowers. Blue, just like Yamato's eyes. She sighed slightly, she thought about the past. He had saved her when she fell into that black cavern. She never forgot that, but that didn't mean she had those kind of feelings for him. Those kind of feelings!? When did those kind of feelings even come into play.
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Yamato yawned as he stared at his bedroom ceiling. He had been trying to write a new song for a month now. His mind was a clutter of staffbars and eighth notes. But, nothing ever came to him. He needed inspiration, but there was none. All he had was the plain white ceiling and his clothes cluttered floor. " This sucks."
Yamato glanced down at his clock, it was five PM. He was supposed to pick up Takeru at six, so they could go to Taichi's at seven. Yamato didn't really want to go, but Takeru was so excited, and he hadn't seen all of his friends in a while. Not to mention he knew Taichi wouldn't let him get out of it. Yamato yawned, maybe he would take a nap. *Ring* He was going to take a nap.
"Hello..?"
"You better not be backing out, man."
"What..?" Yamato mumbled, what the hell was Taichi doing calling him. Sure, he called before but usually it was about some math problem. "I said I would show.."
"Good. Well, see you then." Click the phone was hung up.
"Weird."
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What the hell was he thinking. Why did he call Yamato just to make sure he was showing up. It wasn't like it was that important, was it? Taichi didn't know what was going through his mind. Why would he even care if Yamato showed up. He wasn't that important, was he.
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Sora continued to stare at the flowers. "Lets be reasonable about this" she said to a rose. "I've known Taichi since we were kids. We have a lot in common, and we can always talk. I have nothing in common with Yamato. We don't talk very often, but he is a good friend. And he has nice eyes. Look at this, I sound like Mimi. Talking about his looks like that. Six thirty, oh great, she was going to be late!
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Okay, I'm stopping there....why, because I want to see the response to this fic...before I keep writing....If people dont like it..I wont post the rest. Plain and simple. Alright. Now I am going to mention some ideas I have.
I've seen people do interviews with the characters, and thats all good. I've seen the characters interview authors...that's all good too. But I have a spin on that. it's simple. I like to think I write the character pretty close to the way they are. So here's my idea...It will be an interview done by the characters, but the author they interview will not control them. So, it'll be crazy...it'll be random. The responses will be done in e-mail, and then I'll post it. I don't know if it'll be in script form, or story form.
Okay, now....Its nearing October, and what I'm mentioning will not take place to about July, buut. I want to keep people in the know. Anyways, every year there's a huuuuge convention down in Southern California. It is called Anime Expo, all kinds of anime stuff and cosplay [costume play]. So what I'm proposing is that the fic writers of FF.net meet there this summer. Nothing certain has been posted, when it does. I'll let whoever's interested know. In some kind of maillist or something.
~Ciao
