Ishida
By Kawaii_Kitty
Chapter 2
A promise
"Oh, my virgin eyes." I said. My parents tensed up at my words like they sat on a porcupine and turned to look at me. I found my face burning brightly as my mother scrambled to get off my father. I turned promptly to my room and opened the door. "Maybe I should leave you two alone." I walked into my room and closed the door, then opened my backpack and set it on my bed, then took off my hat and set it on my lamp.
"T.K.?" Patamon asked. "Are you okay? You look upset!"
I thought for a moment about what I just saw, and then shook my head, giving my friend a reassuring smile. "Nah, nothing's wrong. I'm alright."
Patamon glared at me and fluttered into the air with that look on his face, burning a hole of guilt through my brain like a match on kerosene. I looked away and fondled with a ripple in my bedsheets.
"T.K.," he said with an annoyed tone in his voice.
I sighed and then looked at him again. "Alright. I saw my mom and dad kissing in the living room."
Patamon landed on my fluffy pillow and stood on his small back feet. "What's kissing, T.K.?"
I chuckled and remembered that he didn't know what kissing was. "It's a way that humans show their emotions for each other." I thought about that statement for a moment and then looked back at him and smiled. "Well, one of the ways."
"What are the other ways?"
There was a soft knock at my door followed by my mom's voice. "T.K.? Are you okay, honey?"
I gasped and grabbed a pillow, then stuffed it over Patamon, then called to her nervously. "Y-yeah, Mom!"
My door opened with a creak from the hinges as she stepped inside and shook her head at the small mess on my floor that consisted candy wrappers, a dinner plate and fork, a sock, and a glass that once held milk inside of it.
"T.K., you really have to clean up in here." My mother said as she placed her hands on her hips and sighed.
I lifted the pillow slightly so that I didn't suffocate Patamon to death and tilted my head. "This isn't the reason you're in here, is it?"
She dropped her arms and then walked over to my bed and sat down. "T.K., about what you saw."
I sighed and smiled at her. "Mom, if you're going to give me the speech about the birds and the bees, I already know what there is to know."
She giggled and then smiled back. "Then I'll skip the small talk and get right down to business." She looked to the door and called, "Richard! Can you come in here?"
Sure enough, my father walked in my room and looked around. "Wow, your room is cleaner than Matt's."
My mom shot a glare at him and then looked over at me again, her face sweet again. "T.K. Your father and I have been talking lately, and well…"
My father grabbed my mother's hand and stroked it gently. "We're thinking about getting married again."
I gaped at them as they both smiled and kissed each other again. "You're serious?"
They nodded. "We are very serious, son." Mom said gently.
"But we wanted to make sure it was okay with you and Matt first." Dad said just after my mom finished.
I didn't know what to say, I felt like someone dropped a ten-pound brick on my chest and then turned it to sugar, then stuffed it down my throat. I grinned and then jumped up. "Of course it's okay! This is great! Everyone's changed for the better! Our family will be great this time around!"
My parents nodded and then hugged me. I knew that things were going to be better for everyone. For Mom. For me. For Matt. For Dad. For all of us.
A/N: Okay, this one was short, only because I couldn't think of anything else to type. I thought that was a cheery little place to stop. It hasn't been everything I promised, but it will be. R/R!
By Kawaii_Kitty
Chapter 2
A promise
"Oh, my virgin eyes." I said. My parents tensed up at my words like they sat on a porcupine and turned to look at me. I found my face burning brightly as my mother scrambled to get off my father. I turned promptly to my room and opened the door. "Maybe I should leave you two alone." I walked into my room and closed the door, then opened my backpack and set it on my bed, then took off my hat and set it on my lamp.
"T.K.?" Patamon asked. "Are you okay? You look upset!"
I thought for a moment about what I just saw, and then shook my head, giving my friend a reassuring smile. "Nah, nothing's wrong. I'm alright."
Patamon glared at me and fluttered into the air with that look on his face, burning a hole of guilt through my brain like a match on kerosene. I looked away and fondled with a ripple in my bedsheets.
"T.K.," he said with an annoyed tone in his voice.
I sighed and then looked at him again. "Alright. I saw my mom and dad kissing in the living room."
Patamon landed on my fluffy pillow and stood on his small back feet. "What's kissing, T.K.?"
I chuckled and remembered that he didn't know what kissing was. "It's a way that humans show their emotions for each other." I thought about that statement for a moment and then looked back at him and smiled. "Well, one of the ways."
"What are the other ways?"
There was a soft knock at my door followed by my mom's voice. "T.K.? Are you okay, honey?"
I gasped and grabbed a pillow, then stuffed it over Patamon, then called to her nervously. "Y-yeah, Mom!"
My door opened with a creak from the hinges as she stepped inside and shook her head at the small mess on my floor that consisted candy wrappers, a dinner plate and fork, a sock, and a glass that once held milk inside of it.
"T.K., you really have to clean up in here." My mother said as she placed her hands on her hips and sighed.
I lifted the pillow slightly so that I didn't suffocate Patamon to death and tilted my head. "This isn't the reason you're in here, is it?"
She dropped her arms and then walked over to my bed and sat down. "T.K., about what you saw."
I sighed and smiled at her. "Mom, if you're going to give me the speech about the birds and the bees, I already know what there is to know."
She giggled and then smiled back. "Then I'll skip the small talk and get right down to business." She looked to the door and called, "Richard! Can you come in here?"
Sure enough, my father walked in my room and looked around. "Wow, your room is cleaner than Matt's."
My mom shot a glare at him and then looked over at me again, her face sweet again. "T.K. Your father and I have been talking lately, and well…"
My father grabbed my mother's hand and stroked it gently. "We're thinking about getting married again."
I gaped at them as they both smiled and kissed each other again. "You're serious?"
They nodded. "We are very serious, son." Mom said gently.
"But we wanted to make sure it was okay with you and Matt first." Dad said just after my mom finished.
I didn't know what to say, I felt like someone dropped a ten-pound brick on my chest and then turned it to sugar, then stuffed it down my throat. I grinned and then jumped up. "Of course it's okay! This is great! Everyone's changed for the better! Our family will be great this time around!"
My parents nodded and then hugged me. I knew that things were going to be better for everyone. For Mom. For me. For Matt. For Dad. For all of us.
A/N: Okay, this one was short, only because I couldn't think of anything else to type. I thought that was a cheery little place to stop. It hasn't been everything I promised, but it will be. R/R!