Story: Date

Category: Digimon

Pairing: Ami/Arata past Arata/Marippe

Rating: T

Summary: Nokia likes to imagine herself as a matchmaker, thanks to some well-time words, she got Yuuko and Fei together. They were easy. She didn't have to worry about herself because Yasu was her boyfriend, Sakura finally got with Ryota. Yuugo was more focused on his therapy, so that just leaves Ami and Arata. Her toughest assignment.

Author's Note: This story is dedicated to the fanfiction user Samrit for being the amazing reviewer on fanfiction for my Ami and Arata stories. I hope this matches up to your expectations.

Disclaimer: I do not owe any rights to the franchise.

~~Story Begins~~

Chapter 2 - Double Date

"Won't Marippe be mad that you are at my place again?" Ami questioned as Arata leaned against her kitchen counter as she cooked a late supper.

"Possibly, she gets mad at me about anything anymore, so I'm past the point of caring. I say screw it," Arata commented. "Than again, she might not."

Ami looked at him quizzically then puffed her cheeks out as he stole a slice of the pepper she just got done slicing. He ate the pepper and smirked at his friend's reaction before speaking again. "I finally broke up with her." His smirk disappeared into a frown. "No, don't try to fix our relationship, I know you did many times already. Don't even deny it."

Arata went to steal a slice of carrot but Ami slapped his hand away before gathering the ingredients that she cut up and put them in a wok, "You know she's going to call, right?"

Arata mentally smiled, thankful that Ami didn't try denying the fact that she's the one who did the almost impossible many times over by trying to fix his relationship. He needed to get over this relationship because he was getting tired of the fights.

"Like she does every time I'm not with her or if she knows I'm with you, Nokia, or Yuuko. Why she only calls you is beyond me," Arata replied as she added chicken to her stir-fry. "I'm really close to filling harassment on her." Ami's digivice started to ring, Arata looked at it as it sat on the counter. "Speak of the devil and she calls."

"Just keep your mouth shut and she won't know you are here," Ami said. "Answer it for me, please."

Arata answered and Marippe appeared in the holographic screen, "I want to speak to Arata."

"He's not here," Ami replied. "Why? DId you two have a fight again?"

"That is none of your darn business. Now I want to speak to Arata!"

"He's not here," Ami repeated as she added the rice into the wok. "His digivice is here, but not Arata himself. I sent him to go pick up my book order here at Broadway. May I take a message?"

"Yes. His stuff is outside waiting for him to pick it up. His name is written on the boxes. We are through and tomorrow my new much better boyfriend will be moving in. He's only got two hours to get his things before they are collected by the garbage workers."

"How about I get someone to collect them for Arata?" Ami asked quickly turning off her stove and went to Arata. "I'm still here, just getting my plates down." She quickly placed a hand over Arata's mouth who had it open to yell at his ex-girlfriend.

"No, it needs to be Arata," Mari said.

Ami pushed Arata against the counter, still keeping his mouth covered, "That's a shame because if you want it to be Arata than the police will get involved and you'll lose all of your money. Now, if you will let someone else pick it up for Arata, the police won't be involved."

'Keep quiet,' Ami mouthed to Arata who was glaring at her. His hands on her shoulders getting ready to push her away.

"Fine, but that will drop the time to an hour," Mari said hanging up.

Ami backed away from Arata as she grabbed her digivice from the counter, "Grab a plate and relax!"

"Relax?! My stuff is out on the street and -"

"Arata!" Ami said sternly. "I know what I am doing. I just need you to trust me. Now grab your plate, grab me a plate, and help yourself." Her digivice started making the ringing noise for an outgoing call.

"Easy for you to say," Arata said. "Your stuff isn't-"

The outgoing call noise ended and a holographic image of a wall appeared. "Takumi! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" Ami said all hyper like.

"I don't recall asking for a wake-up call," another voice said. "What do you want?"

"Do you still live across the street from Grasside Palace?"

"Yeah? Why?"

"Go to Grasside Palace and start taking the boxes that have the name 'Arata' written on them inside your apartment. I'll pick them up tomorrow."

"What's in it for me?"

"Besides the fact that Kyoko will be driving me there? Hmm, nothing, but I am calling in my favors."

"Let me do it later," this Takumi person grumbled.

Ami let out an overdramatic sigh and looked at Arata who was staring at her confused. 'Watch this,' she mouthed to him before looking back to the holographic image.

"Guess I won't be making a trip over to your apartment to bring over that triple chocolate cake tomorrow. That means I'll have to it eat it...all...by...myself."

"Now, now, we can't have that. You'll get sick, but we can't let that cake go to waste," Takumi said his image finally appearing in the holographic screen as he moved his digivice. His red hair was flat since he hasn't styled it yet, his blue eyes looked wide awake. "Fine, I'll go pick up those boxes."

"Thank you! Message me when you are done please," Ami said happily.

"Yeah, yeah sure," he sat his digivice down and started walking away forgetting to hang up. "Chocolatey goddess of desserts -"

Ami hung up with a chuckle as Arata handed her a plate, "Takumi will get it done. He'll practically do anything for a sugary sweet. You should never doubt me."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I thought you was an only child?" Arata said.

"I am. Takumi is my cousin. We know we could pass off as twins, our fathers were twins and we inherited their looks. No one believes us through," Ami said putting food on her plate leaving some of the supper still in there. "So, what do you have plan for yourself next?"

"Look for a new place to live, obvious," Arata stated as they sat down.

"Well, if it helps -"

"You are still too kind," Arata interrupted waving his chopsticks at her face, "but I'm not staying with you."

Ami huffed and shook her head, "I was wondering if you wanted to apartment sit my place? I'm going to be gone for a month in two weeks."

"Why are you going to be gone?"

"Visiting mother, so I'm going to be out of the country. I mean, this way you have a nice soft bed to go to while you look for a new apartment."

"Fine," Arata said with a fake sigh. "If you think I must."

"I can always ask Nokia," Ami responded. Her digivice started to ring and looked at Arata. "If Marippe is the devil than what is Nokia?"

"Is she the one calling?" Arata asked. Ami nodded. "Harpy."

Ami held back her laughter as she answered the call. "Hello?"

"Ami! You've met Yasu, right? Of course you did, he asked you to save me," Nokia's voice rang out. "Well, I just thought, Arata hasn't met him!"

"Okay?" Ami questioned ignoring Arata's questioning look. "Where is this coming from?"

"Yasu and I were playing along with this game show and a question appeared and neither of us knew the answer and -"

"Nokia," Ami said.

"Oh, right. Since the five of us are so close, I was thinking, Yasu should get Arata approved!"

Arata raised an eyebrow as he ate and continued listening to the conversation. "I guess that makes sense, but why are you telling me this?"

"Well, it's been awhile since you two last hung out and it will be like old times, us trying restaurants together. This way, if you are there, Arata will be nicer to Yasu. It could be like a double date."

Ami sighed, she hoped her gut was wrong but, it was telling her that Nokia is trying to play matchmaker with them. "I'll see what I can do but, no promises, okay?"

"Great! You're the best GM!" Nokia said hanging up.

Ami looked at Arata, "It's your choice."

"I have zero idea over who Yasu is," Arata said. "So, I'm guessing they don't know I've been at your place like four times a week for the past five months."

"It's not my place to tell them," Ami shrugged as she ate some of her supper. "Yasu is her boyfriend, by the way. Possibly one of the cutest pair I've ever seen."

Arata raised his eyebrow again. "Let her know I'll come," Arata said stealing some of her chicken off of her plate. "He needs to be Arata approved, remember?"

Nokia was so excited that Arata agreed so Yasu and her were waiting at a pork outlet place. Ami walked through the door first, followed by Arata. "Ami! Arata! Over here!" she yelled waving her hand excitedly.

Ami and Arata made their way over to the table, "Nokia! Thank you for inviting me," Ami said as she sat down. "Hey Yasu!"

"Hello Ami," Yasu said before looking at Arata. "You must be Sanada." Arata nodded his head. "I hope I can pass your test."

"Only if you answer the right questions with the right answers," Arata spoke with a smirk. "Just to warn you, this is my second time doing this."

"So it should be easy than?" Yasu asked with a gulp.

"Not...at...all.." Arata said.

"Be nice to him," Nokia said defending her boyfriend.

Ami just shook her head as they gave their orders to a waiter and went back to their conversation, "If he needs to get my approval than I can't be nice," Arata said.

Nokia just huffed at Arata as she spoke, "I'll be scared to see how you'll react if Ami ever gets a boyfriend or girlfriend." She crossed her arms, "Would you still be this mean to them?"

Ami looked sharply at her friend while Arata glared a little, "No, I'll be tougher. Ami's too soft-hearted to where people can take advantage of her. Something in which she'll need to get fixed."

Nokia looked Ami over and was about to say something when Ami spoke, "That reminds me, I need to talk to you for a couple of minutes, plus I'm sure there are questions in which Arata doesn't want you to hear." She stood up and stared at Nokia. "Now."

"Be good my Yasu," Nokia said kissing her boyfriend's cheek causing another nosebleed.

"Of course Nokia, my leader," Yasu responded as the two girls walked away. Nokia waving to him and Ami giggling.

Arata smirked at the distracted boy, "So…"

Ami was in the restroom with Nokia. "Nokia, please tell me you are not trying to set me up with a dating partner."

"What? You are too nice for Arata, what makes you think I'm trying to get the two of you together?" Nokia responded quickly, laughing nervously.

"One, the behavior you just showed me when I asked you that. Two, I didn't mention no names. Three, I said dating partner, not boyfriend," Ami explained with a gentle smile. "You gave yourself away."

"You-you are crafty with your words, possibly why you are so good at being a cyber sleuth," Nokia said clasping her hands together by her chest. "You aren't mad at me?"

"Nokia, it's hard to be mad at you, but you can't tell Arata that I tell you this, but he just got out of a two year relationship. For now."

"Crap! Crap! I did not know this, oh god!" Nokia said. "You make it sound like they're going to get back together."

"They've broken up and got together at least twenty times in the last five months," Ami said grabbing her friends hand in her own. "You need to keep this quiet, okay?"

"Of course! Now I feel terrible, however, our waiter is pretty cute, and I'm sure he was checking you out."

They walked out and headed back towards their table, "I'm not ready to be dating," Ami said.

"Nonsense, I want - what did you do Yasu?" Nokia questioned upon seeing Yasu's scared look and Arata's smug smile.

"Nothing, he passed my test and I just warned him of the consequences that'll happen if he allows you to get hurt or if he hurts you," Arata stated as the girls sat down. "Our food is already here."

"Aw, poor Yasu, don't worry. Arata is just being overprotective," Nokia cooed feeding Yasu.

Ami giggled behind her hand and Arata rolled his eyes. "Save it until you are behind closed doors," Arata said.

"Jerk! You are just jealous that we have found each other," Nokia said huffing.

Ami couldn't help it but she started laughing, "I'm going to miss this," she said.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Yasu asked.

"In two weeks, I'm going to be gone for a month," Ami said. "I think this might be the first time I'll get homesick."

"I will make sure you get homesick," Nokia exclaimed. "We are all going to hang out in groups and we are going to have fun. You'll return rushing into my open arms and cry, declaring how much you missed us."

"So beautifully said," Yasu said.

"Is that a promise?" Ami asked.

"Hey! Don't be egging her on," Arata commented.

"Yes! It's a promise," Nokia answered. "Now, if I may have your bills, I'm going to go ahead and pay."

"If I would have known you would be paying, I would have ordered something more expensive," Arata stated.

"Why do you think I've kept quiet?" Nokia questioned before leaving the table. When Nokia came back, she smiled at Ami. "Guess what?"

"Hmm?" Ami hummed as Nokia handed her the receipt for the order.

"Look on the back," Nokia instructed.

"Jima Aoki and his digivice number," Arata read looking over Ami's arm at her receipt. "Call me."

"Nokia, what did I say?" Ami said with a sigh.

"I didn't tell him nothing, he put it on the back of the receipt himself, no prompting from me."

Arata doesn't know why he felt jealous upon another man giving attention to Ami, but he did. He wanted to tear that receipt into millions of little pieces, let the guy know that she wasn't interested. However, he watched as Ami gently folded the receipt and the way that she smiled after their waiter winked at her, Arata could tell she was slightly interested.

His ex-girlfriend never once entered his mind throughout the whole lunch.