Here's Chapter 2-and this time, it's Rika's perspective! I wasted no time between writing chapter 1 and this one, otherwise I wouldn't write it, or at least I wouldn't be likely to. Well anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I wouldn't be writing a fan-fic if I owned Digimon...

Rika's Report 01

That...goggle-head... Why'd he have to pick me for this project? He's so annoying. He tries to be friends with everyone, but that makes it hard to tell when he...well, never mind, I'm not sure what I'm saying. A compliment? When did I ever compliment him? I would have been better doing this project alone.

I get a phone call, just as I'm about to go out and wander around.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Rika. What ya doin'?"

"Ta-Takato?" I'm shocked, and kind of angry, I was hoping to spend the weekend without hearing from him.

"What? Surprised I called? We do have a project to do, you know?"

"Oh, right. The project. I could do without." I'm hoping he forgets about it sometime, I always thought he didn't like school.

"You're not busy, are you? Your mom said you weren't doing anything special."

"I was just about to go out for a walk," I have no reason to lie to him, or at least not right now.

"Mind if I join you? I just want to get out of here."

"Using me as a scapegoat?"

"No, I just don't want to be home right now, so we might as well work on the project of we can. Or at least that's what I think." He got quiet as he spoke.

"Whatever. Let's just get this done, understand?" Annoyance is an understatement with him…

"Yeah, okay. Meet me by the park, okay?"

"I'll be there, bye"

"Bye, I love you."

It takes me a second to realize what Takato said. "WHAT!"

"Haha..Just kidding, I wanted to see how you'd react." He starts laughing hysterically.

"Remind me I owe you a good kick when I see you." I hang up the phone, not really caring if that idiot had anything else to say.

I grumble my way to the park. I consider standing Takato up, but I really want to kick him. He shouldn't say things like that. He's such a pain in the ass!

When I arrive at the park, I quickly find Takato, and I don't give him the chance to say anything.

"You shouldn't play around like that!" I kick hard, not realizing my own strength. Takato falls forward, clutching his stomach where I had kicked. "Takato!"

I rush to his side, "I didn't mean it! I didn't mean to kick you so hard! I'm sorry!"

"I guess I had that coming..." Takato says, a certain muffle to his voice, "I knew you were short-tempered, but damn can you hold a grudge."

"Maybe you should go home, with being hit like that it's your best bet." I help the poor fool up, draping his arm across my shoulders.

"I'll be alright, but since when do you worry about me?" I can't believe Takato's teasing me at a time like this.

I feel the blood rush to my face, "I-I just don't want it on my conscience, okay?" I look away, I can smell the shampoo from the last shower he took.

The goggle-head laughs as we sit down on a nearby bench. Neither of us says a thing. We just stare off into space, or at least I do. I don't really pay attention to Takato. Before I know it, I'm starting to doze off, since I had insomnia last night. I fall asleep before long.

When I wake up, I find that my head is resting on Takato's shoulder, and his arm is still around me. I sit up, shrugging off his arm. How could I let him keep it there?

"So you woke up."

"Well no shit."

"We better get going home, we've been out for almost three hours." The young boy's face seems so different in the moonlight. Is this a dream?

"We have? You let me sleep for that long?" I'm still groggy from the nap, so I don't get angry lie I would otherwise.

"You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to bother you." He seems so much more mature in the pale light from the moon. I wouldn't recognize him if it weren't for those stupid goggles. "Let me walk you home, you don't seem that awake yet."

"I'll pass. I'm fine on my own." Why's he gotta be so nice? It's sickening sometimes.

"It's not like we have to hold hands or anything, I just don't want anything to happen, since being sleepy leaves you unaware of your surroundings a little."

"Fine. Whatever." I agree just to shut him up.

The walk home is pretty quiet, since I don't exactly want to talk. When we arrive at my door, I stop.

"You going in, or what?" Takato looks at me like I've gone crazy.

"Yes, I am." I reach for the door handle, but pause. Something just doesn't seem right just leaving him outside. I know it wasn't a date or anything, but I feel...well I'm not exactly sure. "Good night."

"G'night" He responds.

"Goggle-head."

Rika's Report 02

What the hell? Why was I so nice to that idiot? And of all time to succumb to sleep, why when I was with him? And why did I find it so comfortable with his arm around me? I'm so confused...

This chapter was a bit longer, and harder to write too...changing perspectives is a hard way to write, but I'm hoping to do it effectively. Well, feel free to review, I'll probably write another chapter soon. I like this story so far. Dunno why. Turns out it's more romance than comedy, but such is life. Not everything's the way you want it to be.