Disclaimer: I don't own digimon! I never will own digimon!
Alright, this is the second installment of Cupid Chaos. This is for all Takari and Kouyoko lovers, and little Ken jealousy. Plus everything else. Oh yeah, and I just want to make my point clear…I COULD NEVER EVER IN A MILLION YEARS COAX OR CONSIDER MYSELF TO WRITE A DAIKARI! IT'S WRONG I TELL YOU! WRONG!
:giggle:, now that my point is made…Enjoy!
Cupid Chaos~
In a Can
Hikari Yagami brought the phone down from her ear with a heaving sigh, not believing herself what she had done. That was her friend Hanaka on the phone. How could she have completely forgotten that Hanaka, Makoto and Akiko had set her up on a blind date for the big Valentine's dance at Odiaba Prep, a new school in Odiaba that all the digidestined attended, including Cody because he skipped two grades. Not to mention she had already told Davis she would go with him just to keep him from calling and asking three to five times a day, AND it was a tradition for her and TK to attend the Valentine's dance together as friends.
Hikari toppled over onto her bed, letting a deep sigh escape her lips.
"What am I going to do? Why does life have to be so COMPLICATED?!" She heard the hard tapping of Kenoki San below her and rolled her eyes.
"Gomen nasai, Kenoki San!" Sighing again, the brunette lunged for the phone with incredible speed and hit the speed dial number for the Takaishi residence, not that she needed it anyway; she could dial Takeru's number faster than the speed of light.
"Hello?"
"Konichiwa Takaishi San. Is Takeru home?"
"Konichiwa Hikari. Yes, he just stepped in. Hold on a minute." In a matter of seconds, she could hear Takeru's pleasant voice on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Hey TK."
"Kari! I wanted to ask you something…"
"Really?." Kari could hear the smooth strands of his golden hair run against his hand as he ran it through his hair, like he did when he felt nervous or guilty.
"Um Kari…would you mind if I went to the Valentine's Dance with someone else this year?" The thirteen year old girl's heart came crashing down to the bottom of her stomach. Someone else? Kari's eyes became glossy and shiny. It must have been a few minutes of silence before she responded to the real world again.
"Kari? Kari are you still there?" Hikari swallowed the big lump in her throat.
"Yeah…I'm still here."
"Kari…are you okay? I'm sorry….really, but…" She could practically feel the concern in his mature, comforting voice.
"I'm okay…just something sad on TV. I guess I'll…see you at the dance tomorrow then."
"I guess so. Save me the last dance?"
"As always." Kari choked out and hung up the phone before collapsing into a bed of tears. She didn't know why she was reacting this way; it wasn't like she wasn't going to do the exact same thing. Finally wiping her tears away, Kari sighed stiffly and walked off towards her closet to get ready for this dumb old 'Blind Date' and Davis.
Takeru Takaishi heavily put the phone down after he heard a dial tone in his ear. Why did he ever listen to his friends? He knew very well that it was tradition.
"You had to go and break tradition, didn't you Takeru San?" He pulled out a picture of the girl he was supposed to take to the dance that had been previously crumpled in his pocket. It was from the school newspaper; figures it be the one that Kari took pictures for, thought TK grimly. He stared hard at the picture and frowned. Thick, coarse dark hair and wide bug eyes that appeared to have no color at all and a wide, toothy smile full of gaps from lack of braces; Mimi would have a fit if she saw her.
"Milgret Wringly…" TK shuddered and shoved the picture back in his pocket as his eyes gazed upon another figure framed in glass; Hikari Yagami at the last Valentine's dance. She looked so beautiful that night; Kari said she felt like a Valentine card. But they were having such a bogus time with all the love sick lovey dovy couples around that they up and left in the middle and went to his house and watched old horror flicks the rest of the night. Of course there were rumors, but Taichi and Yamato cleared those out pretty quickly, the blonde teen remembered with a soft smile. Ultimately ending with a sigh, TK jumped up and started to dig around his closet for the stuff he was supposed to where tomorrow night.
Daisuke Motomiya frowned as he looked through his closet of clothes for his one good dress outfit, while devising a plan to get his beloved Hikari away from both Takeru and the mystery dude she was going out with. So far, no good.
"Nothing!" The maroon haired teenager yelled at the closet. His good shirt and pants were no where to be found.
"Just my luck. No clothes and no idea. This is probably one of Jun's evil schemes…wait a minute, that's it!" Skidding around the halls of the hardwood floor (and slamming right into his older sister's door like he always did), Dai knocked.
"Go AWAY, Daisuke!"
"I'm here to ask you a favor!"
"No go bug breath! I wouldn't do you a favor in a million years." Davis smiled at the predicted answer; there was more than one way to get Jun Motomiya out of her room.
"Jun, Yamato's at the door…" Jun Motomiya came crashing out of her bedroom neatly dressed and skidded towards the front door all smiles.
Pathetic.
Smiling smugly to himself Davis quickly reached over a locked her bedroom door before slamming it shut. His older sister stopped dead and turned around, eyes like fire. Before she could go on one of her rants, however, the maroon-haired soccer player held up his hand.
"My favor has something to do with Matt however." Suddenly, Jun was all ears.
"Okay, your problem is you want to go out on a date with Yamato but you don't know where he's going to be tomorrow, correct? And my problem is that I don't have an outfit to where to the Valentine's dance or my date with Kari, right? So…what if I told you something about your Yama-chan if you help me pick out something to where at the mall?" Jun raised her eyebrows skeptically.
"I'm getting off too easy? What else do you want?"
"Okay…you have to buy the clothes too." Considering the options, paying a couple of yen for some more info on her Yama-chan would pretty much be worth it.
"Deal. Get your shoes and let's go." Daisuke extended his hand formally and shook it with his sister.
"Nice doing business with you. Let's do it again sometime."
"Don't count on it. I'm only doing this because I'm desperate."
"So what else is knew?"
"GET YOUR SHOES ON DANG IT!"
Miyako Inoue giggled happily to herself as she examined the two, beautiful envelops she'd found on her doorstep earlier that Thursday afternoon. Love letters.
"Finally, someone sees and appreciates my true beauty."
"I knew it was only a matter of time." Yolei swiveled around in her computer chair to face none other than Koushiro Izumi, hands behind his back.
"Izzy senpai! What are you doing here?" The boy with deep red hair blushed crimson and shrugged.
"Just to pick up some software I left here yesterday. I had a feeling you'd be here and…I wanted to give you this." From behind his back, the teen pulled out a beautiful flower; a perfect purple rose. Miyako gasped in delight at the delicate item, her cheeks flushing a geranium red as she held it in her hand and examined the sweet-scented petals.
"I would have gotten red but…I remembered that your favorite color was purple so…" The purple-haired computer whiz stood up and threw her arms around his shoulders tightly.
"Thank you so much, Koushiro!" He noticed it was the first time she'd ever called him anything that didn't show a sign of respect. Blushing lightly, he hugged back in turn.
"Anything for you, Miyako-chan." He whispered softly to himself. Yolei lifted her head from his shoulder in surprise.
"What did you say?" Suddenly realized his mistake, Koushiro tried to cover up.
"I didn't say anything Miyako! Really!" Yolei eyed him curiously and pointed a finger at his nose. Izzy looked away innocently.
"I know when you're lying Koushiro. Tell me what you said!" Izzy looked right behind her and noticed that his software really was there; he'd just made up the excuse to bring her that flower. Quite frankly he hadn't even noticed it was gone. It must be my lucky day, thought Koushiro.
"Oh look there's my stuff. Well I better be going now! Sayonara Miyako!" In an instant Koushiro was gone. Yolei raised her eyebrows curiously and shrugged, before letting her gaze linger on the delicate rose again. Sighing heavily, she simply picked up the rest of her items and left the room, leaving her two love letters behind.
On the way out, Miyako ran into Ken.
"Yolei, you're just the person I wanted to see." She sighed and nodded, looking up as if in a dream-like state.
"Oh? Konichiwa Ken. It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Another sigh escaped her delicate lips as she continue walking past him and down the street towards him. Ken Ichijouji frowned.
"Something's up here…" Jogging into the computer room, the blue-haired teen spotted a sheet of paper near the computer. He threw his attention towards the pink card; it was delicate and hand-written in neat, straight lines. Though it was sighed with no name, a whirlwind of jealously rushed over him. He knew whose letter this was; he'd seen the carrier walk just pass him that morning as he'd been walking to deliver his own love letter. The rose, the lovely look on Miyako's face; it had all been Koushiro. Nearly boiling over, he opened the letter, careful not the rip it, and started to read.
My lovely Miyako, who is as fair as a summer's day,
Ken rolled his eyes.
"Corny…"
I feel as though we are separated, as continents separated by an ocean of despair, though you are so near to me everyday. Yet, as time goes by, I only grow fonder and in greater need of your love and kindness. Your strength and beauty have yet to be matched in my heart, your gentle aura is enough to send me into the stars if I only had wings. And yet I know, that if you decreed so, I would sprout wings and fly you to the moon and back. You're like a goddess; perfect in every way of the human eye, and I hope that someday you will come to realize my true feelings for you. What is my name, you ask? It does not matter; all that matters is my love for you. Ad though you might never find out your secret love, do know that you will always be the only one in my heart.
Ken felt nauseous. What made girls go for this stuff anyway? He had yet to discover. Resisting the temptation to crumple the letter up, he put it into his shirt pocket and sighed dejectedly before starting on his way back home.
Iori Hida rushed along his street towards the apartment that was, coincidentally, on the other side of town; Joe Kido's residence. He kept feeling funny things about himself; staring at the picture of Aiko in the school yearbook. Finding himself starting love letters and such about how beautiful she was; he was all quite disgusting to him. He would have asked Yamato, but for some reason he wasn't home and neither was Izzy, and the poor twelve year old was so desperate he just up and decided to go across town to seek his love advice.
Knocking on the door of the Kido residence, a tall guy with short blue hair stared down at Cody was a friendly expression. Not Joe, but clearly related to him.
"May I help you?"
"Konichiwa, is Joe home? It's urgent that I speak with him." The man shook his head.
"Sorry. Joe went to the mall today for the dance. Is there anyway I can help you?" Cody shook his head sadly.
"Not unless you're an expert at girl troubles…" The man smiled.
"As a matter of fact, I listen to Joe's pathetic stories all the time you could call me Guru. But why don't you just call me Jim?" Cody couldn't help but smile. This guy seemed really nice. Shrugging, the pre-teen turned back inside with Jim Kido.
Jyou Kido browsed through the isles and isles of clothing to no avail. What could he possibly wear that wouldn't be so nerdy that all the girls avoided him again, like they always did on the Valentine dances? Everything was just so complicated.
(That's the word of the day kiddies: Complicated.)
Sighing heavily, he thought of his dream girl, Amaya (gasp, here she is AGAIN!) Sumiko. Beautiful, one of the most popular girls at school. How he ended up liking her even Jim couldn't explain, but he did. Plain and simple.
Finally finding something worth while, Joe turned towards the nearest young lady and tapped her shoulder.
"Excuse me ma'am but do you think this would be okay for a dance?" She turned around. Joe gasped.
"Jun? Why are you shopping in the men's department?" Jun Motomiya shrugged.
"Just looking."
The young god Cupid appeared in a poof of smoke, feeling a bit dejected. Mother still had a few trips to make and should be with him tomorrow; all he had to do was get a date for some guy named Joe. No biggy, right? That's what he thought about the Sora and that guy ordeal.
"What luck!" Eros thought as he saw Joe talking with some girl who seemed just his age. Quickly pulling out an arrow, and praying to his Uncle Apollo that SOMETHING might just turn out right, he shot the girl in the back.
"Perfect! Now just sit back and watch the action."
Joe stopped talking about the dance when he noticed Jun was staring at him funnily.
"Jun? Are you okay?" She smiled softly and sweetly. Joe knew that smile; she only used it when she was around Yamato…
"Oh no…Jun, control yourself…"
"Hi…Jyou…"
End of Part 2
Gasp! Cliffhanger! Don't worry, it'll be out sometime tomorrow. Don't worry, Jun won't do anything TOO extreme to poor Jyou-san. Maybe if I finish this story and people like it, I'll do a short story about what happened to Tai and Sora. Speaking of which, where are those two? And what about Yamato and Mimi? Will Davis succeed in his plans to have Kari be his valentine? Will TK be doomed to have a date with 'Milgret Wrigley'? (Sorry Digi_star, I couldn't resist!) Find out next time in Cupid Chaos Part 3! So…Comments? Flame? Spare Jonny Quests just lying around somewhere? E-mail them all to me at Artetiegr@hotmail.com or just review my story! Arigato! Ja Matta!