Detention Blues, A Skating "Date" (Chapter 2)
This is story is dedicated to my friend Amanda. She was the one that tried to convince me not to be somebody I'm not and a perfectionist. (Amanda, I am not meticulous!)
Just in case you didn't know, this is the next chapter in my story. It will be a bit longer this time, I promise. Here is the last paragraph in the last story before I continue…
The snow was now gradually mounding up and five centimeters had already fallen. The weatherman promised more would follow. Tiny snowflakes landed on Takeru's nose and Hikari started laughing.
"What's so funny?" asked Takeru mockingly.
"Your nose is as red as an apple, are you sure you are warm enough?"
"Don't worry about me." Replied Takeru shivering a bit though.
"You don't look ok. Here let me take your hand."
Hikari took Takeru's hand and rubbed it a bit. His hand was stone cold but she held onto it firmly giving him her warmth. Takeru was a bit taken aback but didn't mind after a while. He did love this beautiful girl by his side anyway. He then decided it was time. He still had five minutes after all.
"Hikari. There is something I have been meaning to tell you." He nervously started and faltered a bit.
"Oh great. Look what I've got myself into now?" he thought.
Disclaimer: Ok. Here we go again… I don't own Fox Kids, Digimon nor Toie Animation and any of their business partners etc. If I did though, Daisuke would have already died a gory death. Too bad Taichi didn't get Sora, I really don't care who gets Sora but Yamato got her in the end anyway. I feel so sorry for the Taiora fans BUT THERE IS STILL HOPE!! Now, on with the story!
Hikari glanced curiously at Takeru.
"What is it? You know you can tell me anything…" said Hikari sweetly.
"Never mind. I'll tell you later. We better run, the bell's going to ring any minute now. You don't want detention do you?" stuttered Takeru. He didn't do it in the end.
"I'm going to do it tomorrow, at the party." Takeru muttered to himself.
"What's that, Takeru?" asked Hikari thoughtfully.
"Nothing. Let's go!" Takeru broke off into a run.
"Wait for me!" came a voice that trailed behind him.
The bell rang just as Takeru and Hikari reached their lockers. They panted in unison while they gathered their books to the next class. Daisuke was around the corner still sulking about this morning but he decided right there and then that he would tell her at the Christmas Party at Satoru's house. Takeru had two periods of physical education while Hikari had a visual arts period and a science a technology period. The two would meet up at the end of the day for core. Daisuke, unfortunately, took visual arts or pretty much anything Hikari took and ran up the hall to catch to her. Takeru had to go to the gymnasium so he left Hikari in the middle of the hall.
"Farewell my fairest maiden. I will see you later." Spoke Takeru in an English accent.
"Good-bye my charming prince. I will miss you greatly." Hikari played along and giggled while a slight pink blush flushed her cheeks just as Takeru left. He winked. The wooden door closed gently behind him. Hikari was wondering if Takeru really meant something about his "fairest maiden" when Daisuke approached her and tapped her on the shoulder only to wake Hikari out of her daydream.
"Huh? Oh, it's only you." Sighed Hikari.
Daisuke shifted uncomfortably at this remark for it did seem like Hikari despised him.
"So, where did you go for lunch?" Daisuke asked wonderingly.
"Somewhere." Answered Hikari rather distantly. She was still thinking about a certain blue-eyed blonde that was so important and special to her.
Daisuke and Hikari arrived at visual arts not a minute too soon as the sensei just started roll call. They slipped quietly into their respective seats as the lesson continued.
"Today, and for the remainder of this week, the class will be working on portraits of anyone in this class. Please find a partner and some to me after for the art supplies." Said the sensei.
"Hikari, will you be my partner?" butt in Daisuke as several boys clustered around Hikari. Hikari made a point of ignoring Daisuke.
"Sakura, will you be my partner?" Hikari asked one of her best friends.
"Sure. Let's go to the teacher for the stuff we need. Oh, I can't wait!" squealed Sakura.
The two girls walked up to the sensei and got the cartridge paper with the paints. They walked over to a painting station with a stand and a stool. As the girls set up, Daisuke turned around he grumbled. Iori, surprisingly, was there.
"What are you doing here? I thought you had drama!" questioned Daisuke.
"Oh, the sensei was too sick and the principal told us to come to visual arts." Replied Iori.
Daisuke suddenly noticed there was a group gathered around the sensei.
"I see. Will you be my partner then?" asked Daisuke. He didn't want to be stuck with one of the "losers".
"Why? Did Hikari not partner up with you?" chuckled Iori. He had grown less serious and now actually had a sense of humor since grade 7. Daisuke's face glowed a dangerous shade of crimson.
Iori calmly continued, "I don't even know the instructions!"
"I'll tell you." Grumbled Daisuke.
"What happened to you Daisuke? Did you eat a beet or something?" laughed one of the boys, Takiyuki.
"Shut up! What do you know?" yelled Daisuke back.
"More than you do!" replied Takiyuki.
"All right boys. This is your first warning. This is an art class, not a debating club. Hurry up and find your partners." The sensei warned them.
Iori and Daisuke obeyed and got their materials. They chose a station by one of the windows.
"I'm going to paint first!" declared Daisuke.
Iori sighed, "Whatever!"
As soon as the paints were set up, Daisuke started drawing the outline of Iori sitting on the stool in front of him. Outside, the snow started failing heavily as the weatherman had predicted and the schoolyard landscape was now laden with millions of sparkling frozen particles. Daisuke stared for a few minutes thinking about how Hikari was as beautiful and fragile as each flake of white dust. His thoughts were interrupted by a stern voice.
"Daisuke Motomyia, this is the second time today. If you love the snowflakes so much, why don't you come in after school and look at them as much as you want? Here's a pink detention slip. I expect to see you at three o'clock sharp. No excuses will be accepted. Understood?"
"Yes sensei" groaned Daisuke.
"Now get back to work and no more interruptions." The sensei spoke sternly.
"Oh, man. Another detention. Now I won't be able to spend time with Hikari."
"You brought it on yourself anyway. I don't even think Hikari likes you in that way. Look at her now. She's laughing at you!" Iori replied seriously.
Daisuke glanced at the other end of the room to see Hikari and Sakura laughing in the direction of him. He sighed and thought, "Maybe it is hopeless."
During science and technology, Daisuke kept quite. For once, Daisuke didn't ask Hikari to be lab partners with him. Hikari was puzzled but relieved at the same time. She didn't exactly HATE Daisuke, she just thought he was extremely annoying. Hikari let the thought slip.
Takeru was aiming and shot a perfect basket when the bell finally rang. He had a successful practice and was in a good mood. He noticed and took note of Hikari blushing when he called her his fairest maiden. He had been thinking about that all basketball practice, which caused all his accurate shots. Takeru entered the boys change room and quickly changed and made his way back to his core classroom.
Back in the core classroom, kids were coming in from the chaotic corridor. Takeru took his seat and waited on his disgustingly warm seat. Hikari entered a few moments later and plunked herself down beside her crush. Daisuke followed slowly after her and surprisingly went straight to his seat.
"P-U! You stink!" Hikari said jokingly pinching her noise purposely.
"Heh. Guess I worked up a sweat huh? Anyway, what on earth is wrong with Daisuke? Right about now, he would be hovering over your desk asking you on a date and you would have said no in exactly 3...2…1 now!" Takeru chuckled.
Hikari laughed "Daisuke got a detention for staring at the window. I mean, who could be such an idiot?"
"Daisuke Motomiya" replied Takeru.
"Precisely," laughed Hikari.
The sensei entered the room and quietness engulfed the classroom.
"Thank-you." The sensei said.
The sensei went over the homework and announcements for the holidays before letting the elated students loose out of the classroom.
Daisuke quickened his pace as he reached his locker. He didn't want to be late for detention in fear of more for his unpunctuality.
"Bye Daisuke." Yelled Hikari from her locker and turned her attention to Takeru.
"So, you going anywhere Takeru?" asked Hikari.
"I'd like to take you skating, that is if you have nothing else to do." Answered Takeru shyly.
"I'd love to. Taichi's taking Sora out to dinner anyway, so I would be bored out of my mind!" Hikari nervously responded.
"Ok. I'll meet you at your apartment entrance in twenty minutes. Don't forget your skates!" laughed Takeru.
"See you!" smiled Hikari.
The two walked their separate ways home in silence thinking about each other while the white patterned ice crystals swirled around them.
"Bye, mom. I'm going skating at the park rink. I'll be back by dinner." Hikari hollered as she closed her apartment door behind her with her white figure skates by her side. She walked down to the lobby of her building waiting by the door.
Takeru grabbed his brother's never used hockey skates and scribbled a quick note to his mother telling her he would be home by dinner. He changed out of sweaty gym uniform into a clean set of clothes and set off. Five minutes later, he approached Hikari's apartment.
A snowy white figure came into Hikari's view as she hoped it was Takeru. It was him, and right on time too.
"Ready to go?"
"Yep."
The two set off in the snow now calming down a bit as a snowplow passed them with a whirling noise and the scratching noises of the asphalt. They made their way past Main Street and the brightly lit row of shops to a large ice rink at the Odaiba Park. Miyako was happily skating on the ice with Satoru. It was pretty official that the two had become a pair.
Takeru and Hikari sat on a nearby park bench and put on their skates. Takeru helped Hikari up and they entered the ice rink together. Hikari nearly fell flat on her face when some creep pushed her down when he was chasing a younger boy. Takeru helped her up caringly. They both blushed a bright shade of pink as Hikari got up again. They skated together after gaining momentum and started doing fancy tricks and fell down quite a few time doing the stunts. Finally the two were steadily holding hands laughing along with all the merry people at the rink on Christmas Eve.
"I'm tired." Hikari said.
"That's an understatement! I'm pooped!" panted Takeru.
They decided to go to a nearby coffee shop for a little snack to warm them up before they got home.
Narrator: What will Daisuke do when he finds out? What will happen at the annual digi-destined Christmas party? Find out next time on Digimon, Digital Monsters!
(A/N): There it is peeps! The sequel in a day. Don't worry. There will be another chapter soon! I have the whole weekend! Ja ne!
This is story is dedicated to my friend Amanda. She was the one that tried to convince me not to be somebody I'm not and a perfectionist. (Amanda, I am not meticulous!)
Just in case you didn't know, this is the next chapter in my story. It will be a bit longer this time, I promise. Here is the last paragraph in the last story before I continue…
The snow was now gradually mounding up and five centimeters had already fallen. The weatherman promised more would follow. Tiny snowflakes landed on Takeru's nose and Hikari started laughing.
"What's so funny?" asked Takeru mockingly.
"Your nose is as red as an apple, are you sure you are warm enough?"
"Don't worry about me." Replied Takeru shivering a bit though.
"You don't look ok. Here let me take your hand."
Hikari took Takeru's hand and rubbed it a bit. His hand was stone cold but she held onto it firmly giving him her warmth. Takeru was a bit taken aback but didn't mind after a while. He did love this beautiful girl by his side anyway. He then decided it was time. He still had five minutes after all.
"Hikari. There is something I have been meaning to tell you." He nervously started and faltered a bit.
"Oh great. Look what I've got myself into now?" he thought.
Disclaimer: Ok. Here we go again… I don't own Fox Kids, Digimon nor Toie Animation and any of their business partners etc. If I did though, Daisuke would have already died a gory death. Too bad Taichi didn't get Sora, I really don't care who gets Sora but Yamato got her in the end anyway. I feel so sorry for the Taiora fans BUT THERE IS STILL HOPE!! Now, on with the story!
Hikari glanced curiously at Takeru.
"What is it? You know you can tell me anything…" said Hikari sweetly.
"Never mind. I'll tell you later. We better run, the bell's going to ring any minute now. You don't want detention do you?" stuttered Takeru. He didn't do it in the end.
"I'm going to do it tomorrow, at the party." Takeru muttered to himself.
"What's that, Takeru?" asked Hikari thoughtfully.
"Nothing. Let's go!" Takeru broke off into a run.
"Wait for me!" came a voice that trailed behind him.
The bell rang just as Takeru and Hikari reached their lockers. They panted in unison while they gathered their books to the next class. Daisuke was around the corner still sulking about this morning but he decided right there and then that he would tell her at the Christmas Party at Satoru's house. Takeru had two periods of physical education while Hikari had a visual arts period and a science a technology period. The two would meet up at the end of the day for core. Daisuke, unfortunately, took visual arts or pretty much anything Hikari took and ran up the hall to catch to her. Takeru had to go to the gymnasium so he left Hikari in the middle of the hall.
"Farewell my fairest maiden. I will see you later." Spoke Takeru in an English accent.
"Good-bye my charming prince. I will miss you greatly." Hikari played along and giggled while a slight pink blush flushed her cheeks just as Takeru left. He winked. The wooden door closed gently behind him. Hikari was wondering if Takeru really meant something about his "fairest maiden" when Daisuke approached her and tapped her on the shoulder only to wake Hikari out of her daydream.
"Huh? Oh, it's only you." Sighed Hikari.
Daisuke shifted uncomfortably at this remark for it did seem like Hikari despised him.
"So, where did you go for lunch?" Daisuke asked wonderingly.
"Somewhere." Answered Hikari rather distantly. She was still thinking about a certain blue-eyed blonde that was so important and special to her.
Daisuke and Hikari arrived at visual arts not a minute too soon as the sensei just started roll call. They slipped quietly into their respective seats as the lesson continued.
"Today, and for the remainder of this week, the class will be working on portraits of anyone in this class. Please find a partner and some to me after for the art supplies." Said the sensei.
"Hikari, will you be my partner?" butt in Daisuke as several boys clustered around Hikari. Hikari made a point of ignoring Daisuke.
"Sakura, will you be my partner?" Hikari asked one of her best friends.
"Sure. Let's go to the teacher for the stuff we need. Oh, I can't wait!" squealed Sakura.
The two girls walked up to the sensei and got the cartridge paper with the paints. They walked over to a painting station with a stand and a stool. As the girls set up, Daisuke turned around he grumbled. Iori, surprisingly, was there.
"What are you doing here? I thought you had drama!" questioned Daisuke.
"Oh, the sensei was too sick and the principal told us to come to visual arts." Replied Iori.
Daisuke suddenly noticed there was a group gathered around the sensei.
"I see. Will you be my partner then?" asked Daisuke. He didn't want to be stuck with one of the "losers".
"Why? Did Hikari not partner up with you?" chuckled Iori. He had grown less serious and now actually had a sense of humor since grade 7. Daisuke's face glowed a dangerous shade of crimson.
Iori calmly continued, "I don't even know the instructions!"
"I'll tell you." Grumbled Daisuke.
"What happened to you Daisuke? Did you eat a beet or something?" laughed one of the boys, Takiyuki.
"Shut up! What do you know?" yelled Daisuke back.
"More than you do!" replied Takiyuki.
"All right boys. This is your first warning. This is an art class, not a debating club. Hurry up and find your partners." The sensei warned them.
Iori and Daisuke obeyed and got their materials. They chose a station by one of the windows.
"I'm going to paint first!" declared Daisuke.
Iori sighed, "Whatever!"
As soon as the paints were set up, Daisuke started drawing the outline of Iori sitting on the stool in front of him. Outside, the snow started failing heavily as the weatherman had predicted and the schoolyard landscape was now laden with millions of sparkling frozen particles. Daisuke stared for a few minutes thinking about how Hikari was as beautiful and fragile as each flake of white dust. His thoughts were interrupted by a stern voice.
"Daisuke Motomyia, this is the second time today. If you love the snowflakes so much, why don't you come in after school and look at them as much as you want? Here's a pink detention slip. I expect to see you at three o'clock sharp. No excuses will be accepted. Understood?"
"Yes sensei" groaned Daisuke.
"Now get back to work and no more interruptions." The sensei spoke sternly.
"Oh, man. Another detention. Now I won't be able to spend time with Hikari."
"You brought it on yourself anyway. I don't even think Hikari likes you in that way. Look at her now. She's laughing at you!" Iori replied seriously.
Daisuke glanced at the other end of the room to see Hikari and Sakura laughing in the direction of him. He sighed and thought, "Maybe it is hopeless."
During science and technology, Daisuke kept quite. For once, Daisuke didn't ask Hikari to be lab partners with him. Hikari was puzzled but relieved at the same time. She didn't exactly HATE Daisuke, she just thought he was extremely annoying. Hikari let the thought slip.
Takeru was aiming and shot a perfect basket when the bell finally rang. He had a successful practice and was in a good mood. He noticed and took note of Hikari blushing when he called her his fairest maiden. He had been thinking about that all basketball practice, which caused all his accurate shots. Takeru entered the boys change room and quickly changed and made his way back to his core classroom.
Back in the core classroom, kids were coming in from the chaotic corridor. Takeru took his seat and waited on his disgustingly warm seat. Hikari entered a few moments later and plunked herself down beside her crush. Daisuke followed slowly after her and surprisingly went straight to his seat.
"P-U! You stink!" Hikari said jokingly pinching her noise purposely.
"Heh. Guess I worked up a sweat huh? Anyway, what on earth is wrong with Daisuke? Right about now, he would be hovering over your desk asking you on a date and you would have said no in exactly 3...2…1 now!" Takeru chuckled.
Hikari laughed "Daisuke got a detention for staring at the window. I mean, who could be such an idiot?"
"Daisuke Motomiya" replied Takeru.
"Precisely," laughed Hikari.
The sensei entered the room and quietness engulfed the classroom.
"Thank-you." The sensei said.
The sensei went over the homework and announcements for the holidays before letting the elated students loose out of the classroom.
Daisuke quickened his pace as he reached his locker. He didn't want to be late for detention in fear of more for his unpunctuality.
"Bye Daisuke." Yelled Hikari from her locker and turned her attention to Takeru.
"So, you going anywhere Takeru?" asked Hikari.
"I'd like to take you skating, that is if you have nothing else to do." Answered Takeru shyly.
"I'd love to. Taichi's taking Sora out to dinner anyway, so I would be bored out of my mind!" Hikari nervously responded.
"Ok. I'll meet you at your apartment entrance in twenty minutes. Don't forget your skates!" laughed Takeru.
"See you!" smiled Hikari.
The two walked their separate ways home in silence thinking about each other while the white patterned ice crystals swirled around them.
"Bye, mom. I'm going skating at the park rink. I'll be back by dinner." Hikari hollered as she closed her apartment door behind her with her white figure skates by her side. She walked down to the lobby of her building waiting by the door.
Takeru grabbed his brother's never used hockey skates and scribbled a quick note to his mother telling her he would be home by dinner. He changed out of sweaty gym uniform into a clean set of clothes and set off. Five minutes later, he approached Hikari's apartment.
A snowy white figure came into Hikari's view as she hoped it was Takeru. It was him, and right on time too.
"Ready to go?"
"Yep."
The two set off in the snow now calming down a bit as a snowplow passed them with a whirling noise and the scratching noises of the asphalt. They made their way past Main Street and the brightly lit row of shops to a large ice rink at the Odaiba Park. Miyako was happily skating on the ice with Satoru. It was pretty official that the two had become a pair.
Takeru and Hikari sat on a nearby park bench and put on their skates. Takeru helped Hikari up and they entered the ice rink together. Hikari nearly fell flat on her face when some creep pushed her down when he was chasing a younger boy. Takeru helped her up caringly. They both blushed a bright shade of pink as Hikari got up again. They skated together after gaining momentum and started doing fancy tricks and fell down quite a few time doing the stunts. Finally the two were steadily holding hands laughing along with all the merry people at the rink on Christmas Eve.
"I'm tired." Hikari said.
"That's an understatement! I'm pooped!" panted Takeru.
They decided to go to a nearby coffee shop for a little snack to warm them up before they got home.
Narrator: What will Daisuke do when he finds out? What will happen at the annual digi-destined Christmas party? Find out next time on Digimon, Digital Monsters!
(A/N): There it is peeps! The sequel in a day. Don't worry. There will be another chapter soon! I have the whole weekend! Ja ne!