Sunflowers: Hey, hey, hey! I'm so sorry for the wait, but I'm glad all you loyal readers stuck around for chapter 1! (crickets chirp in the backround)
Matt: Dude, no one's here.
Sunflowers: WHAT!!
Matt: Come on, NO ONE waits that long for an update unless it's for a Harry Potter book. And you're no J.K. Rowling.
Sunflowers: You're so mean Matt. (realization dawns, replaced by a hopeful look) Wait, YOU're here! You LIKE my story?
Matt: Nope. I smelt the cookies you baked this afternoon.
Sunflowers: MATT!
Tai(appears out of nowhere): That was pretty rude Matt.
Matt: What? Her writing maybe awful but DAMN! THESE COOKIES ARE SINFUL! Try one.
Tai: Oh man these are delicious! To bad you don't own digimon Sunflowers, or we would have eaten these everyday in the digital world!
Sunflowers: Yeah, and would've gained 50 pounds before you turned 13. Anyhoo, READ ON!
FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!FICTIME!
Chapter 1: I can open your eyes
The woods of Ishida were wild, thick and beautiful. Lush, mossy greens mixed with deep, dark browns as far as one could see. Passing through those very woods was a beautiful ivory coach with a golden trim, carrying very precious cargo. It carried a young, brown haired princess and her sleeping violette(1) handmaiden. However, Kari was unaffected by the beautious scenery and her friend Yolei's snoring. Her glazed eyes just stared out the window, unfocussed, until a bump in the road knocked her to the wall and knocked Yolei to her senses. Spectacles askew, the purple-headed girl voiced her view on her awakening as calmly as she could.
« WHAT KIND OF A BLOOMING WAKE UP CALL WAS THAT?!! EH(2)! LUNATIC! TRY AND CONTROL THOSE DAMNED BEASTS LIKE YOU'RE PAID TO DO!!!! » Well, Yolei had never been very ladylike. Rearranging her glasses, she got back to her seat, deciding to overlook her best-friend's giggles. Knowing that Kari had been depressed since the news of her betrothal, Yolei didn't mind being embarassed. Much.
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Inside Odaiba, T.K. was planning a little 'farming'. The townspeople were scrambling around the main street, waiting to catch a glimpse of the girl who might become their Queen. It was the perfect opportunity to pick a few pockets.
'Alright, while they're all busy staring at that princess, I just use the knife, cut the purse, and shove it in my pocket and move on. Nothing complicated.' He thought. Was he ever wrong.
It was at that time that the Terracian carriage started coming through the gates. The general population made way for the ivory coach, whilst T.K. cut the purse off a man's belt. Hiding the moneybag in his filthy, ragged clothing, T.K. reached for another, expertly slicing the strings without the owner's notice.
The young thief realized that most had stopped talking. Curiously he looked up at the carriage bearing Prince Yamato's would-be bride. That was when he either made the greatest choice or the greatest mistake of his young life.
He locked eyes with Princess Kari. It was eternity in a moment. She was gorgeous. Her silky chestnut brown hair was short, with long strands framing the face of a goddess. Her small nose. Her rosy cheeks. Her pink lips. And those eyes! Framed with long, thick lashes, they were velvety brown but shone of bright ruby red. T.K. could not conceive an angel more beautiful than this girl.
His senses went into overdrive. His eyes never wanting to stop gazing at this heveanly creature. His ears needing the sound of her voice. His hands twitched, wanting to pull her close, explore her slim perfect body and never let go. And his mouth longing- no, dying to press against hers, tasting those soft lips.
T.K. didn't even know the Princess. He didn't know her favorite colour. He didn't know her brother's name. He didn't know what clothes she preferred. He didn't even know her age.
But he saw her eyes. He looked through the windows, into her soul. He saw her lonely heart, her rebellious spirit and her aura of purity and light.
And that was more than enough for the thief to fall in love with the Princess.
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When she and Yolei entered the city, Kari's good mood had evaporated. The architecture was beautiful, but hard to appreciate with all of those townspeople staring at her. It made the royal in a carriage feel like a bird in a cage; the cell may be beautiful and priceless, but was a prison none the less. The fact that the carriage had slowed down almost to a stop, insuring that she would be stared at certainly didn't help. She sighed, looking out her window.
She had no idea what was coming.
Whilst her gaze was wandering from face to face, she saw something, a pair of somethings, that would forever change her. A pair of somethings that made her glazed look disappear, made her heart stop and speed up faster than ever before. A pair of large somethings that were so beautiful, warm and clear that they mirrored the powerful, nameless emotion that surged in her chest. A pair of round somethings, bluer than the ocean after a storm.
She had seen a young boy's eyes. (A/N: Guess who? Matt: Me and Kari? That's kinda disturbing. Sunflowers: IT'S T.K. YOU MORON!)
He was the most beautiful boy she had ever seen, even in paintings of archangels. Even in her dreams. Tousled golden blond hair rivaled the very sun in its brilliance. He was tall and thin, but not weak looking. And, despite the dirt, seemed to have the softest looking pale skin in the world.
It lasted forever. But forever was not long enough. She lost herself in his gorgeous eyes, feeling like she was drowning and loving it. And despite not knowing even his name, she had fallen in love with the poor boy on the street who was staring at her as if she were the only girl in the world.
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The two were mesmerized by each other, blind to the people around them, deaf to the noise of the streets. They were lost in their own world, where they were the only ones who mattered, the only ones who existed. Only one thing could break the spell cast by each other's bewitching eyes.
"THIEF! THIEF! CATCH HIM! SEIZE HIM! TAKE HIM! KILL HIM!" someone hollered. T.K. snapped out of his reverie and realized that he was still holing a stolen purse in plain sight. 'Dammit!' He thought.
Soldiers were already starting to surround him, hoping to finally capture the elusive thief. The crowd's heads had all turned to watch this spectacle.
A deep, menacing voice broke the silence. "Well, if it isn't my thieving little rat. You're not escaping me this time." T.K. gulped and turned his head to the source of the voice, already knowing who it was. Tybalt Motamiya was the head guard and the source of the majority of T.K.'s worries. The burly man was twice as large as a normal man. Both in width and in hieght. His wild maroon hair tangled with his beard. Looking like a cross between an ogre and a bear, no one with a sane mind wants to cross him.
T.K. was no different. He just happened to do so with his existance, wich was not something he wanted to give up just yet.
In reply, T.K. stated, as calmly as he could : « You'll have to catch me first. »
Tybalt laughed and said « You're going to run again? You truly are as yellow(3) as your hair! And you're surrounded, stupid rodent! I'll finnaly be able to give you just what scum like you deserve. »
T.K. started trembling. He knew the penalty for stealing; His hands would be chopped off, followed by his head in a public execution. Being tortured and decapitated, where everyone could see his suffering and hear his screams. Tybalt would love that, taking every drop of blood and shriek of pain for a gift. He'd probably keep T.K.'s head as a personnal trophy.
T.K. was in no hurry for that to happen.
With the circle of soldiers slowly closing in on him, T.K. did the one thing he was bette rat than stealing. He dove between a soldier's legs and started running. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the guards start in they're pursuit.
'There's got to be a way to slow them down!' He thought. 'I can't outrun them in this crowd! Stupid pur- PURSE! That's it!' Much to everyone's surprise, the thief stopped abruptly, spun round and flung the incriminating stolen purse to the ground. Several large golden coins and slightly smaller silver ones sprung from the bag and onto the ground. Townspeople and even a few guards dropped down to grab as many money pieces as possible, blocking T.K.'s pursuers.
The young pickpocket bolted through the citizens, having no time to try and find a proper hiding-place, until he spotted the perfect one; the ivory carriage. Hoping that he'd distracted most of the crowd, T.K. rolled under the coach, panting, and trying to catch his breath whilst having a mouthfull of road. He shook his head to rid it of its swirling thoughts. Once clear, it settled on the earthly angel he had spied.
'How could I be so STUPID?' he thought. 'I go into a blooming trance when I look in the eyes of a beautiful girl that I'll never even meet! Not only that, but I was foung out and got closer to execution than a pregnant ant's belly is to the ground. Right in front of her! And now I'm lying in the dirt hiding from certain death. Way to make a first impression!'
Those were his last thoughts before the carriage started moving forward. Grabbing the wooden dowels above him, T.K. lifted himself off the ground and held on for the ride.
FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!FICOUT!
Sunflowers: Glossary!!!
(1) Get it? there's brunette, bluenette and violette. It was my buddy Pat's idea
(2) eh is pronounced 'ay'. Come on, I'm canadian.
(3) yellow is old slang for cowardly. In short, Tybalt made a bad pun.
So how was Chapter 1? Worth the wait? I'll try to get the next chapter up sooner.
Matt : I'M STILL NOT IN IT!!
Sunflowers : NEXT CHAPTER! Anyways, Review please!! If you do, you get-
Matt : To see me in the next chapter?
Sunflowers : Yes, but I was actually going to give them cupcakes, seeing as SOMEBODY ate all my cookies!
Tai : Hey! They were GOOD!
Sunflowers : (sighs) R&R please.
