Time for chapter 2. I hope you enjoyed the opening chapter, I really put my back into writing it (still the usual small spelling mistakes, sorry). Let's go. One small change to the story, this story is now set in 1982 (said 1984 in the last chapter) and both Hiroaki and Nancy are 20 so it's now 17 years before Digimon Adventure. This is how they first met and got together as a young couple.
Chapter 2
Hiroaki slowly opened his eyes and covered his ears as his alarm clock went off. It was time for him to get up and get ready for work but he wanted more than anything than to roll over and drift off back to sleep. It was 8am and he was due in for his shift in an hour. He'd got back to his apartment at 2am last night and managed to get about 6 hours sleep but he still felt extremely tired and hungover. Last night had been a lot of fun and he must had have half a dozen beers at least, not ideal when you work in the morning. It was Sunday though so he would finish earlier and the store would likely be quiet.
He somehow pulled himself up and walked towards his bathroom door. He entered and closed the door behind him, and turned his shower on. He pulled off his bottoms and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were blood shit and his face looked very run down. He definitely looked rough after his night. He stepped into his shower and hoped that his wash would help wake him up a bit.
15 minutes later when he was finished and had dried himself he did indeed feel a little bit fresher (but still not great). He changed into his work uniform and then made himself some coffee. Being a university student, coffee was all he lived on to get him through the day.
By 8.30am he'd finished his mug and was on his way out of the door and on his way. He'd take the bus and be at the store well within half an hour.
Whilst he rode the bus his sore mind came back to last night? Nancy, the girl he'd met. He remembered talking with her, dancing with her and even walking her home. He'd followed her up to her apartment and got himself a kiss. That was all though, the poor beauty had fallen asleep because she was too drunk. He'd wisely put her in bed and made his way home (but had left his telephone number behind, hoping she'd call).
He'd spend his whole working day thinking about Nancy and hoping she'd call. Part of him couldn't help but assume the worst though. What if she woke up this morning and didn't even remember him or the night's events? What if she just wasn't interested or regretted kissing him? What if, God forbid, she was already with someone and just hadn't said?
Trying not to think about these possibilities because he had work to do (and his sore head didn't want to do so much thinking) he tried to shake it off. He could never manage to get her face out of his brain though. The wonderful blue eyes, that attractive blonde hair, the sweet taste of her lips.
Later….
Hiroaki finished up at 3pm and closed the store up early like every Sunday. It has mercifully been another quiet day, just like he'd hoped and so he was able to cope with his hangover. He headed home and wondered what he'd have for dinner. All he'd had all day was a coffee that morning and a small sandwich for lunch that he'd bought on his break for the bakery next door. His stomach rumbled and he couldn't wait to get back to apartment, cook something and put his feet up for the evening. He finally arrived and reached the campus dorm his apartment was in. As he walked in through the front door the handyman who maintained the building stopped him.
"Hey, Hiroaki ain't it?"
"Yeah. What?"
"Someone called you earlier but you weren't here so they left a message for you on the dorm answering machine."
"Who was it?" he enquired, genuinely for the first time today not thinking about a certain someone.
"I don't know, some girl. She left you a number to call. I wrote it down, here." He handed Hiroaki a small slip of paper with indeed a number on it. Hiroaki took it from him and could have done a back flip. He was dying whoop but managed to contain himself.
"Thanks," he muttered in a low voice to the handyman and then he headed off to climb the stairs to his apartment. When he finally got inside and closed the door behind him, the biggest beam came over his face.
"She called, she really called," he smiled. "She must have woke up, seen the note and decided she wants to see me again. Yes!"
He read and memorized the number written down. 852 9113 it read. That must have been her apartment telephone number. He was dying to call her back this minute but restrained himself. He should have asked what part of the day she'd called. It could have been 5 minutes before he'd get back or 5 hours ago. He decided he'd give it an hour before he called her back. He'd have something to eat first and then call her.
An hour later….
After having something to eat Hiroaki picked up the phone with slightly shaky hands and very slowly dialled the number into the phone. It rang, and rang, and rang. Maybe she wasn't in? Maybe he'd have to call back. After what must have been the tenth ring Hiroaki was about to put the phone down but then…. someone finally picked up.
"Hello," came her voice.
"Oh, er…. hello," Hiroaki answered back nervously?
"Who's this?" she asked.
"It's me, er… Hiroaki, from last night? You called me and left a message."
"Oh Hiroaki hi," she now said. "Yeah I called a few hours ago but you weren't around so I left my number on the answering machine. You left me your number to call." Hiroaki could hear the change in her tone when she realised it was him, he could she was smiling on the other end and that was good.
"Yeah, you were a bit out of it last night by the time I got you back to your apartment. I wanted to make sure you were okay." He tried to sound as suave and gentlemanly as possible.
"Oh how thoughtful," she said on the other hand sounding genuinely touched. "Yes, I had too much to drink last night, I've had quite a bad headache since I woke up."
"Me too," he laughed. This again felt easy when it had originally felt daunting.
"Where were you earlier on when I called?" she asked now.
"In work," he replied calmly. "I work a record store owned by a cousin on mine in the city centre. I've spent most of the afternoon there."
"Oh, that sounds like it must have been horrible. I feel too hungover to move, never mind go into work," she mused.
"Yeah well it had to be done," he replied.
They continued to make small talk for the next 10 minutes or so until Hiroaki decided to finally get down to business. To get to the point of the phone call, she surely had been waiting for it since picking up.
"So Nancy, I was wondering, do you…. do you want to go out sometime?" he just about managed to say coherently. He waited with baited breath for her answer. This was the do or die moment.
"Oh," she said sounding as if she was actually surprised to be asked. "You mean…. you mean…. like a date?"
Hiroaki was so glad she couldn't see him right, he was blushing so heavily. Why did she have to make this more nerve-wracking? Surely she wasn't surprised he was asking her out and knew why he'd called.
"Well… well yeah. Like a date," he said. "Do you want too?" Baited breath again.
"Well… (the longest few seconds of Hiroaki's life) well okay," she said eventually. "I had fun with you the other night, I guess we could go out and have fun some more."
Hiroaki wanted to do a flip again SHE SAID YES!
"Great," he struggling to contain the delight in his voice. "When is good for you?"
"I'm not fussed," she replied, smiling herself now as she detected how happy he was on the other side of the line. "When are you free?"
"Maybe tomorrow?" he suggested hopefully.
"Tomorrow? Yeah, that sounds cool. Tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, tomorrow night sounds great. I think we're both a bit hungover to go somewhere tonight," he said now.
"Agreed," she giggled. "I think we could both do with taking it easy for the rest of the day.
"Haha, yeah," he laughed himself. "So it's a date then?"
"It's a date," she confirmed.
"Great, how about I come over to your dorm and meet you for 7pm?"
"That sounds fine to me."
"Fantastic, I'll guess I see you again tomorrow then."
"I'll see you tomorrow," she smiled.
They said goodbye and ended their call. They both had different reactions after the call ended. Hiroaki in his apartment stood up and punched the air. He'd bagged a date with the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. She clearly like him too because why else would she leave her number and say yes to go out with him? This was his big chance.
On the other side of the university campus in her dorm apartment, Nancy merely smiled to herself. She'd woken up earlier still in her dress from the night before on top of her bed. She eventually remembered what had happened the night before. That sweet guy who she'd got talking with had ended up half-carrying her back to her apartment. He'd made sure she got back okay and put her to bed. She also remembered kissing him, boy was that awkward to think about. But she didn't remember anything after that. She must have fallen asleep against him and he'd placed her down on her bed and then made his way home. That was so sweet of him. Most guys wouldn't have been so noble. She shuddered at the thought of what could have happened. But Hiroaki wasn't like that, she could remember talking to him and how lovely he was. She'd decided to call him because, as Hiroaki had prayed would be the case, she of course remembered him and enjoyed her time in his company. She wanted to see him again and had teased him a little bit by indeed pretending she hadn't understood what he'd meant when he'd asked her out.
The nexy day
It was the 6:30pm the next day and Hiroaki was in his bathroom. He was shaving and getting ready for his date. He'd been buzzing with excitement all day and hadn't been able to really concentrate in any of his lectures, all he could think about was seeing her again and how the evening's events would unfold.
Nancy in her apartment was getting ready too. She was unsure how to dress. Should she dress up again like the other night or dress a little bit more casually. What would Hiroaki turned up dressed like? She figured he'd want to make a good impression so he'd probably dress up. She decided to play it safe and dress up too, better safe than sorry.
She pulled out another her nice dresses (a dark green one) and put it on. From there she proceeded to put on her make-up and some of her favourite perfume. When she had finished she looked at herself in the mirror to check herself. She adjusted her dress a little bit to make her chest the tiniest bit more noticeable. She then heard a knock at her door. She looked at the clock, it was 7pm. It must be him.
"Coming," she called. Taking a deep breath, she made her way over to the door. She opened it and did indeed find Hiroaki standing on the other side.
"Hi there," she greeted.
"Hi," he said with a smile of his own. He quickly looked her up and down. "You look lovely."
"Thank you," she smiled. She surveyed him in return. He'd gone for a successful casual-smart look. A nice shirt with some dark colour jeans and shoes.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Yeah," she nodded. "Let's go." Nancy stepped out and closed the door behind her. She locked the door and put her keys in her purse.
"So, where are we going tonight?" she asked now. Hiroaki had been thinking of ideas for this all day. Where would he take her? The movies? No, he wanted to spend the night talking with her, not sat in a dark cinema (plus there was nothing good on anyway). A bar? They'd both drank enough the other night and she likely wouldn't be up for that. So he decided they'd go for something to eat.
"I had a nice restaurant I know in mind if you haven't already eaten?" he suggested.
"Oh yeah, that sounds great," she beamed.
"That it is then. It's not far from here, only a several minutes walk off the campus."
"That sounds perfect. Let's go then."
"Right," he nodded. He had a feeling was going to be a really good one and Nancy had the same feeling.
Several hours later
Hiroaki and Nancy had a great time on their date. They'd gone to the restaurant and had a nice meal, both enjoyed the exquisite food (that Hiroaki insisted on paying for, the whole bill). They'd been offered some wine but they'd both refused, still wary of touching the stuff after only just recovering from yesterday's hangovers. Now they'd gone for a walk through the local park on their way back to the campus.
They'd spoke all evening and learnt more about another. Hiroaki had in more detail told her about how he'd moved here from the country and wanted to one day work in TV news. Nancy had likewise shared her ambitions to a writer and how she also had a part-time job. She worked in a library several days a week around her own lectures and studies. She also told him more about her French background. For both of them, it went further than physical attraction. They hadn't known each long but they both enjoyed each other's company, hearing the other talk, seeing them laugh.
By the time they arrived back at Nancy's apartment door it was past ten. They'd both had a great night.
"Well here we are," she said as they reached her door.
"Yeah," he said now.
"I've had a really enjoyed myself tonight Hiroaki," she said now, giving him her very best smile.
"Good, I'm glad," he smiled back. "I enjoyed myself too."
Then awkward silence as both waited for the other to say something. After about 10 seconds of mortal agony for them both Hiroaki finally spoke to cease it;
"Do you want to do this again or…" He now waited for her to answer. Her answer would prove whether or not she really had enjoyed his company. Fortunately, he got the answer he wanted again.
"Yes, I'd love too," she answered, very happy he'd asked.
"Great," he beamed. Then there was another awkward silence.
"Do you want to come in for a drink?" she asked him now.
"Er, sure," he replied.
"Come on then." she said happily. Hiroaki again felt the nerves of anticipation bubble up inside him again. She wasn't drunk this time; something would happen if she wanted it too. He followed her inside and recognised the apartment from the other night. He showed him to the couch and set himself down. She offered him a cup of tea or coffee and he gratefully accepted. Shortly upon entering the apartment it began to rain heavily outside. They could hear it lashing against the windows as they continued to chit chat as she made their hot drinks. When they were ready she brought them over sat herself down next to him.
"Thanks," he said taking his cup.
"Listen to that weather," she said now.
"Yeah, bad uh?"
"Imagine if poor you had to walk back to your dorm in that, you'd drown."
"I know, that makes me doubly thanks you invited me in," he said.
They both began to sip away and continued chatting, the conversation had now moved onto their friends.
"You're friend, what's his name? Kenji?" she asked him now.
"Yeah, what about him?"
"He and my friend Suzi, from the other night, she told me that they he's broke up with her already."
"Really?"
"Yeah, do you know why?"
"No, I've not seen him since that night. I was at work Sunday and he wasn't at today's lecture."
"Oh well, next time you speak to him could you ask him for me? Suzi's quite upset, I spoke to her today. I'd like to know why he's stopped talking to her."
"I will do," he promised. He actually knew why Kenji would have broken things off with her. He, like all of them, was a player. He'd obviously got what he wanted and had tossed her aside. He didn't have the heart or nerve to tell Nancy this though."
"It's a shame because I can tell she really liked him too," she said now sipping her own coffee.
"Who knows?" he merely replied, trying to get off the topic. She then threw him a major curve ball though.
"I like you," she said now out of nowhere.
"Wha...wha….what?" he spluttered as he struggled to hold in his coffee. Nancy just chuckled.
"I said I like you Hiroaki," she told him.
"I….I….I like you too," he managed to reply.
"I like you a lot," she said now putting her mug down on the small coffee table.
"I like you a lot too," he said now playing along, putting his own mug down. "I liked you the minute I first saw you," he confessed to her.
"Oh really," she said now moving closer to him. "What was your first thought then?"
"That, that, I had to go and talk to you, before someone else did."
"Well aren't you a keen boy?" she teased. She was very close to him now. She placed her arms over his shoulders as if pulling him in and he shivered slightly at her soft touch.
"What was your first thought of me then?" he asked her now.
"Well honestly, I thought at first, judging by the way came over and just spluttered, that you wanted to ask us for directions or something."
That made Hiroaki laugh. Had he really looked that stupid?
"I'll tell you something else I thought though, after you got me back to my apartment."
"What's that?" he asked.
"That you're a really good kisser," she smiled seductively. And with that she locked her mouth onto his and he returned her kiss. And they both let their hands each have a wander too. Hiroaki was in absolute seventh heaven. Nancy was loving every second of it too, she'd never kissed or been kissed as passionately as this before.
After several minutes she broke away. She didn't fall asleep on him this time though. This time she grabbed him by the hand, stood up and led him up too.
"Come on," she said, giving him another smile, this time it was a naughty one. "You're staying here tonight. With me."
As expectantly, he didn't protest to whatsoever. She led him by the hand to her room. When they entered they made sure to closed it after them and it stayed closed for the night.
More to come. Please rate and review. Sorry if there's any spelling mistakes.
