I do not own Digimon. Nor do I own the characters, however any characters I choose to make on my own are mine to keep. !

Sorry bout the delay. I have plenty of work to do so I'll try to post every one to two weeks!

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Sora frowned, Damn outfit she thought to herself, I probably scared him off…

"Sweetheart," Sora rolled her eyes at the tone of voice her mother was using. She sounded as if she were talking to a five year old. "Why are you laying on the couch like that?"

Smiling Sora pushed herself back in to the sitting position Matt had left her in a few moments earlier. "Nothing, just felt a little dizzy is all." Pressing her lips together Sora wondered if she should ask her mother to leave for the party now, so that she and Matt could talk.

Sora turned her head to meet her mother's eyes for she was still standing in the hallway adjacent to the bedrooms and living room. There was a no-none-sense look on her face. Her lips too were pressed together in a thin line; the light shimmering through wide windows across from Sora's sitting position made her eyes glow.

Maybe I'll ask in a few minutes… Sora thought to herself as she watched her mother shake her head and glance at the floor.

A moment later Sora was frowning as she watched her mother navigate her way through the tidy living room to the kitchen silently; a wistful expression on her face. Standing up Sora wondered back to her bedroom to change, there was no way she was going to wear a dress Matt wouldn't even make-out with her in.

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Kiyoko didn't say anything to Sora as she walked by her but she was sure that the love-sick girl was going to ask for some privacy soon. When Kiyoko herself asked her mother for privacy her mother would often tell her: "If you need so much privacy and dating won't suffice, then get your own place."

Kiyoko didn't have the heart to be as sarcastic as her mother was. Kiyoko also knew that she would most likely make up an excuse of her own to free herself from her daughter's infatuated gaze and to the safety of the New Years party.

A light sigh, barely audible escaped her lips and she began to wonder why she had permitted her husband to leave an hour earlier without her.

"Hello Matt, why so glum?" Kiyoko asked in order to hide her startled reaction to his presence at the kitchen table. Matt was bent over the table top, staring intensely at the red and green patterns of the table cloth.

Kiyoko watched as he slowly turned to meet her, his mouth opened but no words came forth only silence. Instead of repeating her question she motioned to his Digimon partner, Gabumon who was eating a tray of homemade rice-balls. Some of which were filled with strawberry, blueberry and raspberry jelly, others were plain on the inside but were covered with caramel, white chocolate and dark chocolate. The tray she had set out for Gabumon had been her taster-tester tray.

"I'm glad you like it."

"So…am…I," the hungry Digimon forced out as he tried to swallow what he had in his mouth already.

Feeling her body shudder momentarily Kiyoko walked to the refrigerator and pulled out the five trays she had made previously, the night before. She took her time as she placed a sheet of aluminum foil over each tray as a cover. Every so often she would sneak a peek at Matt, nothing made her feel prouder than the knowledge of knowing her daughter had found someone to invest her time in. She felt so proud!

My little girl is growing up!

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Sore smiled refreshed at the sight before her. The girl standing in the mirror in front of her was dressed so salaciously. The pale skin of her legs was smooth, complimenting the baby blue skirt mini skirt she wore. Her tank top was a faded red with a white star in the center accentuating her breast.

Even though Sora knew she looked good, she couldn't help but frown. The top showed her midriff and she couldn't help but wonder if it was too much. After the moment of doubt passed she shrugged and headed out.

Stopping a moment at her door Sora wondered if she ought to adorn herself with a necklace or something. Deciding against it Sora left and closed the door behind her quickly.

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Once in the living room Sora called out to her mother, "Hey, mom I need to talk to you!"

Hearing only silence as a greeting, Sora glanced around the living room. Nobody was there, Biyomon was gone. Feeling nervous Sora walked quickly to the kitchen and looked about. Nobody was there either. "What's going on here?" Sore muttered to herself feeling slightly bewildered.

Sora bounded to the refrigerator and opened it; all the rice balls she and her mother had made together were gone. No way would they have left me all alone…without a note… Sora took a deep breath, closed the refrigerator's door and glanced at the smooth white surface that met her. There was no note, only past graded papers that had been taped up to show her parents how good she was in school.

"This can't be happening to me!" Sora rushed from the kitchen to the front door and stared at the shelving her father had built so that both family and guests had a place to put their shoes and noticed that only her parent's shoes were gone.

Matt's pair was still there.

"Where is he?" Sora frowned pondering the question as a simultaneous flush from the bathroom toilet occurred. Lowering herself to the floor Sora felt like laughing. She almost couldn't believe how frantic she had been acting.

"Wait a minute…" Sora frowned. "If mom's gone and dad's gone and now Biyomon and Gabumon, then…" Sora stopped getting the picture her mother had painted for her and gave a silent 'thank you' before standing up.

I am the luckiest girl in the whole of Japan!

Smirking, Sora stood up and turned toward the hallway leading from the living room to the bedrooms and bathroom. After waiting for a few minutes she watched Matt as he emerged from the bathroom. Once he had closed the door and noticed her she walked back towards her bedroom.

When she passed him in the hallway she lifted her right hand to caress his cheek, letting him know in a subtle way what was on her mind. Sora knew Matt had received her message because he followed her to her bedroom and once he was safely inside she closed the door.

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Tai clenched his jaw shut as he lay on his bed staring at the top bunk above him, he was so nervous his teeth were chattering. The party was less than three hours away and he still felt iffy. He could only hope Sora would accept his gift.

After a few minutes of basking in hope he watched as the sun began to set and wondered if Sora was watching it too.

R&R