Chapter 10: Unintentional Lie.
A/N: Um… I'm really not sure I have anything to say. Other than that Chapter 22 will be titled "Cyclical". And I'm not going to explain why. LOL, you'll just have to wait.
No, the fish story was not part of the story in my notebook. But I liked it, so I threw it in there. Ironically, this chapter had the boring title of "Date, part two" originally. But I like this one, better. Much, Much, Much better. Oh, and I am officially ignoring or being ignorant on all parts and forms of Japanese culture, climate, and whatever else I may or may not know about the rather large Pacific archipelago. That's alright, the anime was Americanized enough that I think I can get away with it. I mean, did you see the size of those apartments? Those things are big by AMERICAN standards.
Disclaimer: I. Don't. Own. Digimon.
I don't know how long we continued on like that. I mean, kissing, and saying we loved one another, and I don't know how many times she or I tried to explain the depth of our love for on another. I think I got to being willing to die a googolplex times just to hear her say she loved me, but then again, that's not much of a measure, because, just like a story about catching a fish this big, the fish, or in this case, the love, got bigger exponentially. But, unlike the fishy story, it was still true.
But eventually, we HAD to go eat.
(A/N: Sorry. I'm sticking to my draft here, no noodle carts, so no Davis.)
We went to a small burger stand, and got burgers.
"Are you going to pay?" Kari asked
"Of course... After all, I'm the one that's willing to give up all other things for you." I said.
"Well if you put it THAT way, I might have to pay."
"Sorry, but I invited you on the date, so I get the dubious privilege of paying."
We both laughed.
"So, on to the park?"I asked.
"I don't care WHERE we go if I'm with you, T.K."
"Well then, were going there, unless you'd rather go somewhere else?"
"Do you have anywhere in mind? Because I think I want to go to the park."
"No I didn't."
"Good. I almost thought you were trying to... um..." She was blushing.
"I understand. No, I don't want you like that..." Talking about this made me feel awkward, "It's too soon, we are too young, and I can think of a million reasons why not."
"Good. I agree."
"I'm sorry I embarrassed you. I didn't mean to." I apologized.
"You know you I think you are worth it." She said.
"I love you, too." I said, saying what she meant in fewer words.
"So you have been telling all day."
We both laughed.
"Hey, I'm not the only one who sounded like a broken record back on the beach."
And we laughed again.
She seemed distracted.
"What's up?"
"I was just thinking, that would be an awkward thing for a record to get stuck on."
"Yeah... It would."
And we laughed yet again.
(A/N: My original paragraph here read "The park was nice." and then I settled in to the next part of the park scene. No, really! I made up for it by drawing up the park in the back of my notebook and then described it again.)
The park was small, and the grass was cover in dandelions. Most of it was deserted, except for a few children playing on a play structure.
Kari sat down a park bench blocked from view of the play structure by trees, and I sat down next to her, putting my arm around her shoulder.
I looked at her, and went from being happy to ecstatic when I saw that she was happy. She seemed to make the same change.
We looked into each others eyes for a short moment, simply being happy.
Then I kissed her.
This kiss wasn't as long as the ones on the beach, but it was just as passionate.
When it ended and I could speak, I whispered, "Kari... I love you."
She kissed me, and then, as that one ended, She whispered "I love you, too."
I kissed her again.
And then I knew. I was a liar.
She was a liar, too, but I forgave her.
We didn't want to want each other like this, but we did.
Pressed together as we were, her body gave her lust for mine away, and mine for hers.
We pulled away from each other, shocked, embarrassed, and blushing a bright crimson.
"I'm sorry..." I began, but I trailed off awkwardly.
Partly because my body wasn't sorry. My mind was. I knew why not. I also was having a hell of keeping my body in control. We were no longer touching at all, as far apart as the park bench would allow in our awkward revelations. But my mind won, and I began to apologize again... just as she did.
"Kari... I'm sorry I ruined the moment. It was perfect, until then."
"T.K, I ruined the perfectness of the day. I'm sorry."
And then we both knew we had forgiven the other. And neither of us had forgiven ourselves.
We smiled at each other, the blush just beginning to fade from our cheeks.
And then we kissed again, unsure, but still passionate.
When we released each other, I was holding only her right hand.