A/N: Well, I was going to combine this part, and part 9, but there were too many charcters! So I had to seperate them. Hehe, I like the way I made Mimi and Sora in this one.....
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Friday afternoon....
As soon as the dismissal bell rang that afternoon, Takeru rushed right out the door
and to his locker. He had to get to the gym as soon as he could. He was so depressed, was going to tell the coach that he was sick and couldn't make practice. The thought of Hikari and Daisuke dating does actually make him sick, so he wouldn't really have to fake anything.
This is so weird, he thought, looking at his feet as he walked down the hall after he
got his books from his locker. I never thought I liked Kari this much....Now I finally
know how I feel about her, she has a boyfriend....
Suddenly, he bumped into something. "Hey!" a girl's voice cried out, as Takeru
dropped his books in surprise. He looked up, and saw a girl with blonde hair on the floor
by his feet, picking up the books she just dropped.
"Watch where you're going!" she snapped, looking up with him with bright green
eyes.
"Oh, sorry!" he apologized, and went down on his knees to help her. She looked
familiar to him. Then he recognized her. That's that new girl, Tammy Kihaku...he
realized. I've heard about her from Kari and Dais....
"Whatever..." she muttered as she hurriedly put the books in her backpack, and
walked off, as Takeru stared after her.
Geez, I was only helping; don't be too polite, he thought sarcastically. He just
shook his head and put the remaining books in his own back pack. He made his way to the gym, and told the coach his story. Just thinking about Hikari and Daisuke made him pale enough, so that his story was believable.
Making his way out of the gym, he heard a familiar voice call his name. "Hey,
TK!"
Oh great...he thought. It's Hikari...He was just about to run away, like he almost
always did these days, but Hikari caught up to him before he could do anything.
You can't run away from this time, she thought, as she held on to a strap on his
back pack. She put on a big smile and said, "So, what's up TK? I haven't seen you in a while."
"Oh, um...nothing much," he muttered, looking down.
Hikari frowned. There he is, being all weird again... "Hey, aren't you supposed
to be at basketball practice right now?"
"I'm don't feel too well," he replied, looking like he suddenly gained interest in his
own shoes.
"Oh....you do look a little pale..." Hikari observed. "Um...Are you going to the
dance tonight?" she asked, trying to make a conversation.
Why would I? he wanted to say. Instead, he said, "I don't know. Probably not.
Oh look," he said suddenly, looking behind Kari. "Daisuke's coming. And I better go,
Hikari. I really don't feel well." With that, he ran off.
"Hey, wait!" she exclaimed, wanting to go after him, but Daisuke held her back, by
giving her a hug. This was the first time this week, that she didn't want him to hold on to her....
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"Mimi? Sora??" Tai said in surprise as he held the front door open for the girls.
He just got home from school, and was surprised to see them come over. Mimi was
visiting from America for a couple of days, and she and Sora were going to do some
hanging out while she was still there.
"Hi, Tai," Sora greeted, as she kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"Hi Tai, where's Kari?" Mimi demanded, as she looked around the apartment.
"Umm....she's not home from school yet, Mimi," he answered. "Why? Are you
going to take her out for some girlish thing?"
"Take who out?" Kari said, as she unlocked the door with her key and stepped
into the room.
"Kari!" exclaimed Mimi as she pushed her way through Taichi and Sora.
"Mimi! I didn't know you were visiting!" Kari was surprised.
"Hikari Yagami, why didn't you tell me you're school was having a dance
tonight???" Mimi demanded, ignoring her comment, with her hands on her hips, looking at the girl sternly. "And you're going with Daisuke Motomiya!!"
"Well, Mimi Tachikawa," Sora piped up, "she just said that she didn't know you
were visiting."
Mimi turned to Sora. "Well, she could've e-mailed me!!" she wailed. She turned
her attention back to Kari. "Do you have something to wear yet?"
"Well, yeah sure-" Hikari started to say, but was interrupted when Mimi pulled her
by the arm and dragged her to the direction of her room.
"Show me the outfit, Hikari. I'm going to make sure you look you're best for
Daisuke tonight! Mimi Tachikawa, Queen of Fashion, is here to guide you!" she declared.
Sora and Taichi just looked at each other. They rolled their eyes and burst out
laughing. Sora smiled and said, "We were going to go out for a movie or something, but
then I told Mimi about Hikari's dance tonight, and that she's with Daisuke. I guess I
created something uncontrollable...."
Taichi laughed. "So it's all your fault that my sister has to listen to Mimi's fashion
advice!" He pulled her close and kissed her. "But that's okay, I forgive you."
She kissed him back and smiled again. "So, are you curious to see what's going on
in Hikari's room? I am."
"I'm curious, but..." He looked sideways into the direction of Hikari's room,
where he could here Mimi yell about the subject of whether some flower print and some
other color clashed. "Not that curious," he finished. "So, I'm going over to the soccer
field for an early practice. Bye." He gave Sora one more kiss.
"Bye," she replied, returning his kiss. She watched him leave, and went over to
Kari's room. She opened the door to find Hikari, sitting on the bed, watching Mimi, who
was expertly raiding her closet. On the bed next to Hikari was a pair of cute dark blue
flare jeans with light blue and white stripes going down the sides. Partly overlapping the
jeans was a sleeveless white blouse.
Sora frowned at it, then at Mimi, who turned around to throw a light purple tank
top on the bed, but ended up throwing it on Kari instead. "What's wrong with that outfit,
Mimi?" Sora asked, pointed to the outfit next to Hikari.
Mimi frowned back at Sora. "It's too....nonchalant and....normal-"
"What do you mean 'normal'?" asked Sora, confused. "What, you want Hikari to
go to the dance in a cow costume or something??"
"No!" Mimi said, exasperated. "It's just that....jeans and a blouse? No offense,
Hikari, but that outfit isn't right for a dance."
"No offense taken," replied Hikari, with a sort of bored expression on her face.
"But I already told you, Mimi, this dance is not formal."
Mimi picked up the outfit by the hook of the hanger, and practically waved it in
front of Hikari's face. "Look, this outfit just says, 'Hi, I'm a nice teenage girl that wants
to have fun with my friends'."
"But isn't that what I want?" Kari asked, frowning.
"No..." Mimi replied, patiently. "You want an outfit that will sweep Daisuke off
his feet!"
I do? wondered Kari.
"It wouldn't matter anyway," Sora interrupted. "Daisuke is so obsessed with
Hikari, it wouldn't matter if she came to the dance in clothes that were just put in the
laundry basket. He'll think she's beautiful no matter what. I don't see what's wrong with that outfit."
"Oh, this is from a girl who likes to play sports, and sweat, and crush cans on her
forehead with the guys," Mimi snipped.
"Hey, take that back!" Sora exclaimed. "So what if I like to play sports and
sweat?? I'm still a girl, remember? And I gave up crushing cans with my head a year
ago!"
"Well, this is going to be a big night for Hikari! She should look great, no matter
what!"
"I already told you, Daisuke won't care! He loves Hikari, and that's all that
matters!"
"But she still has to look good!!"
Hikari sighed and fell back on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Of course she cared
for Daisuke. More than anything. Well, except for Takeru....but they're only good
friends, right? She still didn't think it was necessary for her two friends to fight over her
fashion sense. Still sighing, she got up from her bed, and walked behind the two arguing friends. She took some random clothes from her closet, a pair of shoes, and went into the bathroom. Sora and Mimi were oblivious to this.
Hikari changed into the outfit and came out of the bathroom, only to see Mimi and
Sora buried in her closet again, and argue over her clothes.
"There!" Sora said. "That's a cute shirt. Hikari should wear that to the dance!"
"Sora! What are you talking about??" Mimi wailed. "It's a Nike shirt!!!!"
"But it's cute!"
"Now she should where this!"
"No way, Mimi! It's way too frilly!"
"It's better than that jock-ish outfit you were pointing out to!"
"Umm....Guys?" Hikari said, sort of timidly. She couldn't believe how insane they
were acting!
"At least in that outfit, she won't look like Little Bo Peep!"
"Well, at least in this outfit, she won't look like she just came from a soccer
game!"
"What's wrong with soccer?? Are you dissing soccer?????"
"Guys..." Hikari said, a little louder. I wish I had my camp whistle right now, but
Gatomon has it....she thought.
"Okay, fine, Miss Know-It-All-Sports-Are-My-Life!! What about this then!"
"MIMI!! This is a Junior High dance! NOT THE PROM!"
"It's cute, and it'll go well with those shoes!"
"Umm...Hey, guys?" Hikari was getting seriously annoyed.
"It's too formal!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Mimi! Sora!" Hikari tapped her foot impatiently.
"Is too!"
"Is NOT!"
"GUYS!!!"
"Is TOO!"
"Is not!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Ha-ha, you agree with me!"
"Hey, no fair!!!"
"GUYS!!! CUT IT OUT, YOU'RE DRIVING ME INSANE, STOP
FIGHTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hikari stomped her foot she was tapping, and the room shook.
Sora and Mimi turned to look at Hikari in shock, realizing she was there the whole
time. They've never heard Hikari yell like that before. Forgetting they were mad at each
other, they took a good look at Hikari the two of them burst into two big smiles.
Hikari was wearing a gray spaghetti-strapped tank top with two black stripes
going down the sides, starting with blackening the straps. She was wearing a black
wrap-around skirt that went to about three inches above her knee. It really made out her
figure, and brought out the curves in her hips and thighs. On her feet were black clog-like shoes. Mimi and Sora both thought that the outfit was perfect for the dance.
"Hikari, you look so pretty!" exclaimed Sora.
"More than pretty! You look gorgeous!" declared Mimi. "You're going to sweep
Daisuke off his feet, definitely!"
"Really?" Hikari looked dumbfounded. "I just took these clothes out randomly, so
you guys could stop fighting!"
"It was childish of us. We're sorry," apologized Sora.
"Yeah, sorry Hikari," Mimi said apologetically. "But, girl, look at yourself!" She
went to the door of Kari's room and closed it, revealing the full-length mirror. Hikari's
eyes widened, as she looked at herself in the mirror. She had to admit, she looked really good. She didn't expect to look like that.
"You should pick your outfits at random often," Mimi joked.
"Wait a sec," said Sora. She went over to the dresser, and got a black clip. She
unfastened Hikari's red clip from her hair, and put the black one in.
"Oh, I have an idea!" said Mimi. She, too, went over to the dresser, and went
through Hikari's jewelry box. She rummaged through it, and saw what she was looking
for. A gold necklace with a flower embedded in diamonds as the charm. The flower
looked like the Symbol of Light, and Mimi fastened around Hikari.
"Now twirl," Mimi ordered.
Hikari obliged, and twirled, looking at herself at every angle of the mirror. "We
have a winner," she announced. She turned to her friends. "Thanks, guys."
"For what?" asked Sora. "You did this all by yourself."
"Yeah," Mimi said. "All we did the whole time is fight."
"Yeah, but because you guys fought, I picked this outfit randomly, and it turned
out to be perfect!" Kari said happily, as they all laughed.
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Friday afternoon....
As soon as the dismissal bell rang that afternoon, Takeru rushed right out the door
and to his locker. He had to get to the gym as soon as he could. He was so depressed, was going to tell the coach that he was sick and couldn't make practice. The thought of Hikari and Daisuke dating does actually make him sick, so he wouldn't really have to fake anything.
This is so weird, he thought, looking at his feet as he walked down the hall after he
got his books from his locker. I never thought I liked Kari this much....Now I finally
know how I feel about her, she has a boyfriend....
Suddenly, he bumped into something. "Hey!" a girl's voice cried out, as Takeru
dropped his books in surprise. He looked up, and saw a girl with blonde hair on the floor
by his feet, picking up the books she just dropped.
"Watch where you're going!" she snapped, looking up with him with bright green
eyes.
"Oh, sorry!" he apologized, and went down on his knees to help her. She looked
familiar to him. Then he recognized her. That's that new girl, Tammy Kihaku...he
realized. I've heard about her from Kari and Dais....
"Whatever..." she muttered as she hurriedly put the books in her backpack, and
walked off, as Takeru stared after her.
Geez, I was only helping; don't be too polite, he thought sarcastically. He just
shook his head and put the remaining books in his own back pack. He made his way to the gym, and told the coach his story. Just thinking about Hikari and Daisuke made him pale enough, so that his story was believable.
Making his way out of the gym, he heard a familiar voice call his name. "Hey,
TK!"
Oh great...he thought. It's Hikari...He was just about to run away, like he almost
always did these days, but Hikari caught up to him before he could do anything.
You can't run away from this time, she thought, as she held on to a strap on his
back pack. She put on a big smile and said, "So, what's up TK? I haven't seen you in a while."
"Oh, um...nothing much," he muttered, looking down.
Hikari frowned. There he is, being all weird again... "Hey, aren't you supposed
to be at basketball practice right now?"
"I'm don't feel too well," he replied, looking like he suddenly gained interest in his
own shoes.
"Oh....you do look a little pale..." Hikari observed. "Um...Are you going to the
dance tonight?" she asked, trying to make a conversation.
Why would I? he wanted to say. Instead, he said, "I don't know. Probably not.
Oh look," he said suddenly, looking behind Kari. "Daisuke's coming. And I better go,
Hikari. I really don't feel well." With that, he ran off.
"Hey, wait!" she exclaimed, wanting to go after him, but Daisuke held her back, by
giving her a hug. This was the first time this week, that she didn't want him to hold on to her....
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"Mimi? Sora??" Tai said in surprise as he held the front door open for the girls.
He just got home from school, and was surprised to see them come over. Mimi was
visiting from America for a couple of days, and she and Sora were going to do some
hanging out while she was still there.
"Hi, Tai," Sora greeted, as she kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"Hi Tai, where's Kari?" Mimi demanded, as she looked around the apartment.
"Umm....she's not home from school yet, Mimi," he answered. "Why? Are you
going to take her out for some girlish thing?"
"Take who out?" Kari said, as she unlocked the door with her key and stepped
into the room.
"Kari!" exclaimed Mimi as she pushed her way through Taichi and Sora.
"Mimi! I didn't know you were visiting!" Kari was surprised.
"Hikari Yagami, why didn't you tell me you're school was having a dance
tonight???" Mimi demanded, ignoring her comment, with her hands on her hips, looking at the girl sternly. "And you're going with Daisuke Motomiya!!"
"Well, Mimi Tachikawa," Sora piped up, "she just said that she didn't know you
were visiting."
Mimi turned to Sora. "Well, she could've e-mailed me!!" she wailed. She turned
her attention back to Kari. "Do you have something to wear yet?"
"Well, yeah sure-" Hikari started to say, but was interrupted when Mimi pulled her
by the arm and dragged her to the direction of her room.
"Show me the outfit, Hikari. I'm going to make sure you look you're best for
Daisuke tonight! Mimi Tachikawa, Queen of Fashion, is here to guide you!" she declared.
Sora and Taichi just looked at each other. They rolled their eyes and burst out
laughing. Sora smiled and said, "We were going to go out for a movie or something, but
then I told Mimi about Hikari's dance tonight, and that she's with Daisuke. I guess I
created something uncontrollable...."
Taichi laughed. "So it's all your fault that my sister has to listen to Mimi's fashion
advice!" He pulled her close and kissed her. "But that's okay, I forgive you."
She kissed him back and smiled again. "So, are you curious to see what's going on
in Hikari's room? I am."
"I'm curious, but..." He looked sideways into the direction of Hikari's room,
where he could here Mimi yell about the subject of whether some flower print and some
other color clashed. "Not that curious," he finished. "So, I'm going over to the soccer
field for an early practice. Bye." He gave Sora one more kiss.
"Bye," she replied, returning his kiss. She watched him leave, and went over to
Kari's room. She opened the door to find Hikari, sitting on the bed, watching Mimi, who
was expertly raiding her closet. On the bed next to Hikari was a pair of cute dark blue
flare jeans with light blue and white stripes going down the sides. Partly overlapping the
jeans was a sleeveless white blouse.
Sora frowned at it, then at Mimi, who turned around to throw a light purple tank
top on the bed, but ended up throwing it on Kari instead. "What's wrong with that outfit,
Mimi?" Sora asked, pointed to the outfit next to Hikari.
Mimi frowned back at Sora. "It's too....nonchalant and....normal-"
"What do you mean 'normal'?" asked Sora, confused. "What, you want Hikari to
go to the dance in a cow costume or something??"
"No!" Mimi said, exasperated. "It's just that....jeans and a blouse? No offense,
Hikari, but that outfit isn't right for a dance."
"No offense taken," replied Hikari, with a sort of bored expression on her face.
"But I already told you, Mimi, this dance is not formal."
Mimi picked up the outfit by the hook of the hanger, and practically waved it in
front of Hikari's face. "Look, this outfit just says, 'Hi, I'm a nice teenage girl that wants
to have fun with my friends'."
"But isn't that what I want?" Kari asked, frowning.
"No..." Mimi replied, patiently. "You want an outfit that will sweep Daisuke off
his feet!"
I do? wondered Kari.
"It wouldn't matter anyway," Sora interrupted. "Daisuke is so obsessed with
Hikari, it wouldn't matter if she came to the dance in clothes that were just put in the
laundry basket. He'll think she's beautiful no matter what. I don't see what's wrong with that outfit."
"Oh, this is from a girl who likes to play sports, and sweat, and crush cans on her
forehead with the guys," Mimi snipped.
"Hey, take that back!" Sora exclaimed. "So what if I like to play sports and
sweat?? I'm still a girl, remember? And I gave up crushing cans with my head a year
ago!"
"Well, this is going to be a big night for Hikari! She should look great, no matter
what!"
"I already told you, Daisuke won't care! He loves Hikari, and that's all that
matters!"
"But she still has to look good!!"
Hikari sighed and fell back on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Of course she cared
for Daisuke. More than anything. Well, except for Takeru....but they're only good
friends, right? She still didn't think it was necessary for her two friends to fight over her
fashion sense. Still sighing, she got up from her bed, and walked behind the two arguing friends. She took some random clothes from her closet, a pair of shoes, and went into the bathroom. Sora and Mimi were oblivious to this.
Hikari changed into the outfit and came out of the bathroom, only to see Mimi and
Sora buried in her closet again, and argue over her clothes.
"There!" Sora said. "That's a cute shirt. Hikari should wear that to the dance!"
"Sora! What are you talking about??" Mimi wailed. "It's a Nike shirt!!!!"
"But it's cute!"
"Now she should where this!"
"No way, Mimi! It's way too frilly!"
"It's better than that jock-ish outfit you were pointing out to!"
"Umm....Guys?" Hikari said, sort of timidly. She couldn't believe how insane they
were acting!
"At least in that outfit, she won't look like Little Bo Peep!"
"Well, at least in this outfit, she won't look like she just came from a soccer
game!"
"What's wrong with soccer?? Are you dissing soccer?????"
"Guys..." Hikari said, a little louder. I wish I had my camp whistle right now, but
Gatomon has it....she thought.
"Okay, fine, Miss Know-It-All-Sports-Are-My-Life!! What about this then!"
"MIMI!! This is a Junior High dance! NOT THE PROM!"
"It's cute, and it'll go well with those shoes!"
"Umm...Hey, guys?" Hikari was getting seriously annoyed.
"It's too formal!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Mimi! Sora!" Hikari tapped her foot impatiently.
"Is too!"
"Is NOT!"
"GUYS!!!"
"Is TOO!"
"Is not!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Ha-ha, you agree with me!"
"Hey, no fair!!!"
"GUYS!!! CUT IT OUT, YOU'RE DRIVING ME INSANE, STOP
FIGHTING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hikari stomped her foot she was tapping, and the room shook.
Sora and Mimi turned to look at Hikari in shock, realizing she was there the whole
time. They've never heard Hikari yell like that before. Forgetting they were mad at each
other, they took a good look at Hikari the two of them burst into two big smiles.
Hikari was wearing a gray spaghetti-strapped tank top with two black stripes
going down the sides, starting with blackening the straps. She was wearing a black
wrap-around skirt that went to about three inches above her knee. It really made out her
figure, and brought out the curves in her hips and thighs. On her feet were black clog-like shoes. Mimi and Sora both thought that the outfit was perfect for the dance.
"Hikari, you look so pretty!" exclaimed Sora.
"More than pretty! You look gorgeous!" declared Mimi. "You're going to sweep
Daisuke off his feet, definitely!"
"Really?" Hikari looked dumbfounded. "I just took these clothes out randomly, so
you guys could stop fighting!"
"It was childish of us. We're sorry," apologized Sora.
"Yeah, sorry Hikari," Mimi said apologetically. "But, girl, look at yourself!" She
went to the door of Kari's room and closed it, revealing the full-length mirror. Hikari's
eyes widened, as she looked at herself in the mirror. She had to admit, she looked really good. She didn't expect to look like that.
"You should pick your outfits at random often," Mimi joked.
"Wait a sec," said Sora. She went over to the dresser, and got a black clip. She
unfastened Hikari's red clip from her hair, and put the black one in.
"Oh, I have an idea!" said Mimi. She, too, went over to the dresser, and went
through Hikari's jewelry box. She rummaged through it, and saw what she was looking
for. A gold necklace with a flower embedded in diamonds as the charm. The flower
looked like the Symbol of Light, and Mimi fastened around Hikari.
"Now twirl," Mimi ordered.
Hikari obliged, and twirled, looking at herself at every angle of the mirror. "We
have a winner," she announced. She turned to her friends. "Thanks, guys."
"For what?" asked Sora. "You did this all by yourself."
"Yeah," Mimi said. "All we did the whole time is fight."
"Yeah, but because you guys fought, I picked this outfit randomly, and it turned
out to be perfect!" Kari said happily, as they all laughed.
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