"But Maaaattttttt

Okay, this is a medieval Digimon fan fiction ^_^; we're doing medieval times in Global Studies, and I got a great idea. LOL, who knew school could be such an inspiration! ;-) LOL.

Okay, even if no one reviews I will continue this, but please, review! It helps a lot! Okay um…I don't own Digimon, and I hate these damn disclaimers!!

This is basically a Takari, I will tell you what other romances come along as they do (and believe me, there are a lot!). Oh, and the whole titles of people might be a little off, if I was exact, the story wouldn't work. I just used names I knew (ex. Lord, Knight).

~~S.C. Hardy

~*Very Special*~

"But Maaaattttttt!" Takeru whined, plopping on his brother's huge bed. "I really don't want to go. You know I hate these things, and they go on for hours…and hours…." Takeru lied down on the bed and sighed. His faithful Digimon, Patamon lied down on the bed, sticking his tongue out at Gabumon (Yamato's Digimon) who just snorted. "What's it for any way?" Yamato stopped messing with his hair and turned around.

"The knight we are honoring saved the children of the town school. Twenty children would have died without his help, so the least we could do is show him some respect." Takeru sighed and sat up.

"I didn't know what he had done. I thought it was one of those old retirement parties that you're always throwing." Yamato chuckled and turned back to the mirror.

"Yes…our army is getting a tad old. It's good to see such young men battling. This young man is from far away, but when his village was burned, he and his sister migrated to our kingdom, where he joined the force." Yamato was wearing a royal blue silky vest, with a white shirt under it. His hair was combed to the side, but it still looked casual and relaxed. His golden crown sparkled on his head. Gabumon also looked great. His fur was combed back and his golden collar shimmered with its multicolored jewels.

As Takeru watched, he realized that his brother truly looked like the prince he was. Then he looked himself over. And over. Takeru noticed that he looked nothing like his brother. His shirt was not tucked in; his hair was a mess, and where was his crown? In his room on the very top shelf…he wears it as little as possible. Patamon wasn't as neat as Gabumon. He was covered in some dirt from…who knows where, and his collar? On the shelf with Takeru's crown of course.

Takeru sat up and combed his hair back with his hands; Yamato was probably thinking how irresponsible he was acting. At the age of seventeen, whining like a baby! But what Takeru was saying was true.

Lately there had been many boring ceremonies, all revolving around the retirement of generals and knights. Since the young princes' parents were off in some foreign country on some peace expedition, that left the two nothing to do. Absolutely nothing but throw parties.

"Go get dressed." Yamato commanded, turning around and pointing out the doorway. "Remember, the knight has a sister around your age, maybe you can keep her entertained. You know you are to look for a wife…" Takeru rolled his eyes and laughed as he and Patamon left the room.

"Yeah, look who's talking."

~Later that night~

"Koushirou!" Yamato called, slapping his friend on the back. "My good man! How are you tonight?"

Lord Koushirou owned the manor closest to the castle for he was the son of the King's best friend. He was very smart and was made head attendant for the royal family, and soon became a close friend to the two princes. He was very intelligent, and taught Takeru (since Matt already had another teacher) the ways of the world.

Koushirou smiled weakly, in pain from the slap on the back.

"Wonderful, your highness." Yamato rolled his eyes.

"You do realize that you are my best friend, right? You can call me Matt." Koushirou sighed.

"How about Yamato? Matt sounds so…unsophisticated." Takeru then pushed his brother through the doorway they were standing in front of.

"Who says he's sophisticated?" The two brothers laughed, while Koushirou stood there, not knowing what to make of it.

Gabumon and Patamon followed their princes. Gabumon looked handsome with his collar on, walking on all fours with his tail wagging. Patamon tried to walk on all fours, but his wings kept flapping and he kept floating up.

Takeru wore clothing similar to Yamato, although his color was a dark green. His crown was continuously sliding to the side of his head, for it was too large. But he looked just as handsome as his brother, and the young duchesses and ladies were going to make sure he knew about it.

One excited young lady (A/N Think Jun) grabbed Takeru's arm and literally dragged him onto the dance floor. After about ten minutes of horrible dancing, Takeru hurried away to a close corner. He sunk into a seat and took a deep breath; he didn't see the girl sitting next to him.

"Having fun your majesty?" She asked him, laughing softly. Takeru turned to her quickly and smiled. She had shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes to match. She was about his age, maybe slightly younger.

"Not really, hello...what's your name?" She pushed her hair behind her ear.

"Hikari. And you are Prince…?"

"Takeru." He answered quickly. "That's my older brother Yamato." Hikari nodded and pointed to a large crowd of knights that surrounded the older prince.

"My brother is over there…somewhere. He is the reason this party is being held." Takeru nodded, now understanding why he had never seen her before.

"What he did was very brave." Takeru said quietly, looking over at his brother who was talking to a man with bushy brown hair.

"Yes…" Hikari answered. "It was. The whole incident scared me so much, I just wish we were home." She fell silent and started playing with her fingernails. Takeru placed his hand softly on her knee, to show he understood.

"Would-would you like to dance?" He asked her, leaning forward to look into her eyes. Hikari turned to him and smiled. Wow, he really is as handsome as the village girls say. She thought. Hikari nodded slowly and Takeru took her hand, "Then let's dance." He said smoothly. Hikari let the prince slowly pull her up and lead her to the center of the dance floor.

Whispers filled the room as the two started swaying to the slow, enchanting music. "Who is she?" "What does she have that I don't?" "Maybe she's the one…"

The two danced slowly, softly chatting to one another and smiling after every comment.

~*~*~

Yamato was talking to the man of the hour, Taichi Kamiya, the young knight who saved the children, when he noticed that the ballroom was suddenly silent. He looked over towards the dance floor and saw his brother dancing with a pretty young lady in a slinky, soft pink gown.

"Wonder who she is?" Yamato said aloud. Taichi looked over and noticed that his sister was dancing with the prince.

"Kari?" He whispered. Yamato looked over towards him.

"You know that girl?" He asked. Taichi nodded, stunned.

"Uh, yes your highness. That's my sister. She usually does not dance. She's very quiet." Yamato smirked, and nodded.

"Yes…TK is also like that, he rarely gets involved, unless someone drags him…what do you think this means Taichi?"

"Your majesty, you can call me Tai."

"And you can call me Matt." Tai nodded and the two laughed.

"I think it means that Kari will like it here." The knight said. Yamato agreed and said,

"And I guess I suppose that TK will like having Kari here."

That weekend

~*~*~

Prince Yamato had invited Sir. Taichi and Lady Hikari to stay at the manor of Lord Koushirou until they found a place to stay.

The courtyard of the castle was Hikari's favorite place in the entire castle, so Takeru would often take her there on short walks, just marveling at the beautiful flowers.

"Who takes care of it?" Hikari asked about the garden. Takeru shuffled his feet.

"My mother and her helpers. Sometimes I come out and work in a corner, so I don't mess anything up." The two laughed as they continued down the path.

"What else can you do around here?" Hikari asked, spinning around, causing her hair to fall in front of her face. Takeru gazed at her while she spun. She's amazing, intelligent, funny, and gorgeous. She's everything.

"Well…" Takeru thought for a moment. "Yamato and I…fish, in the lake. Uh…archery…" Hikari laughed.

"Not much, eh?" Takeru blushed and nodded.

"Actually, Yamato goes down to Koushirou 's manor a lot…don't know what that's about." He sighed. "When our parents are here, they let us go to town, they're very protective like that." Hikari smiled.

"It's good to have parents so loving…" She suddenly felt tears form in her eyes, remembering her parents. Takeru placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Um, let's go up to my favorite hill, its beautiful there." Hikari wiped away some tears and nodded in response.

~*~*~

"I'll race you to the bottom." Hikari challenged Takeru when they reached the top of the hill. Takeru stood dumbstruck.

"You're in a dress, how are you going to run?" Hikari blinked a couple of times, kissed Takeru quickly on the cheek, and then raced down the hill at full speed. It took Takeru a couple of seconds to realize what had just happened, but the he shook his head vigorously and started down after her.

Hikari ended up beating Takeru down the hill; she had almost thirty seconds of a head start.

"I told you I'd win!" She cheered, clapping her hands. Takeru bent over, out of breath.

"Yes, but you cheated." Hikari took on a look of disgust.

"I merely kissed you! You're the one that took so long to react!" Takeru stood up and smirked playfully.

"Don't you think that would've cause a little bit of a shock?" Hikari blushed and took a step closer to him.

"Oh really? I didn't think I'd have such an affect on a prince." Takeru tilted his head and slightly bit his tongue.

"Well, you did. What do you suppose you're going to do about it?" Hikari stepped closer.

"I don't know, really. Maybe I should test you again to make sure that I have the same effect …" Takeru smiled and the two leaned in and…Hikari pulled away. Takeru stepped back in disbelief.

"What?" He asked, unconsciously combing his hand though his hair. Hikari looked away and wrung her hands.

"We can't." Takeru took a step closer to her and looked into her eyes.

"What do you mean? Why can't we?" Hikari shrugged softly.

"You're royalty, I'm…nothing. Royalty is supposed to be with royalty, not…someone like me." Takeru coughed in shock.

"That's not true! You're such a very special person! You're smart, funny, and beautiful! You have a great personality!" Hikari looked up at the prince and touched his cheek softly.

"Really? You really think that?" Takeru nodded, a look of intensity in his eyes.

"Yes, I do." Hikari then enveloped him in a deep kiss and wrapped her arms around Takeru's neck. Takeru joined in and lifted Hikari off the ground, slightly.

~*~*~

The two laid down on the grass and just stared at the sky.

"Hikari?"

"Yes?" Takeru turned to her and sat up. She looked at him intensely, sitting up, and trying to figure out what was wrong.

"I think-I think I love you." Hikari's eyes widened. She was so happy that she wasn't able to speak, but she smiled, and the two hugged tightly.

"I love you too Takeru."

~*~*~

Takeru walked Hikari all the way back to her cottage (they walked hand in hand). He sighed as she closed the door, after a soft kiss. He released the doorknob, and started back towards the castle, but before he could get there, Koushirou confronted him.

"Hello Koushirou, what seems to be the problem?" He said, dreaming about Hikari.

"Your parents have arrived…" He said, clearly out of breath. "And they have some interesting announcements." Takeru's eyes brightened. "Finally! They're home!"

"Excellent! Could you please get Hikari for me? I have to see my parents! I have something very important to tell them!" And he ran off towards the main gate.

Koushirou watched his friend run down the field.

"If he plans to tell them what I think he plans to tell them…he's in for a big surprise…" He mumbled, going off to fetch Hikari.

~*~*~

"Mother! Father!" Takeru ran into the court, and embraced both his parents, who were just as excited to see him.

"I missed you so much!" His mother said, kissing his forehead, although Takeru had to bend down to let her do so. Yamato stood off to the side, leaning on a desk, arms crossed.

"We have something to tell you sons." The prince's father said with a concerned look. Takeru released his mother, still with her arm around his waist, and looked towards his father.

"What?" He and Yamato asked together. The King cleared his throat and looked towards the boy's mother.

"The mission we have just returned from was to form a peace treaty with our neighbors to the north and our neighbors to the east, you both know that, right?" The boy's nodded, confused. "That peace treaty…well, it's not completely finished."

"Then why did you return?" Yamato asked angrily, standing up straight and coming closer to the group. The King looked Yamato in the eyes harshly, but then he turned to Takeru and his gaze softened.

"There is part of the treaty that involves…you two." Takeru's gut plummeted. He had the sinking feeling in his stomach. The King coughed and continued. "The peace treaty will not be signed until each of their beautiful, intelligent, fun-loving daughters…are wed. That's where you two come in."

"WHAT?!" The princes screamed, Takeru backing away from his parents and joined Yamato near the desk. Their mother rose up her hands and tried to calm them down.

"The two princesses are wonderful! And they are both around your age so it will all be fine!"

"No!" Takeru screamed, turning to his brother. Yamato had an angry look on his face, directed strictly at his father. "We can't let this happen Yamato…" Takeru pleaded, whispering to his brother. "Hikari and I…we're in love." Yamato looked down at his brother and his angry look disappeared; he smiled.

"Well that's good to hear! Now they can't go through with this!"

"Oh yes, we can." The King said. The two boys looked at their father. "If these marriages are not fulfilled, then their kingdoms will surely attack ours, and at the moment our army is weak and we'll never survive an invasion." Tension filled the air. They have to help their country…but this way?

"Fine." Yamato said, stunning Takeru. "We will go through with this…arrangement." Yamato went up to his father, an inch from his face. "But I don't promise this will work." He hissed, and he walked out of the room. He didn't notice the young lady in pink standing by the door, tears in her eyes.

Hikari looked into the room and she connected with Takeru's eyes. The two looked like they both wanted to cry. Takeru turned to his parents and just shook his head, heading out to meet Hikari.

~*~*~

"I told you!" Hikari screamed, being held in Takeru's arms. He had taken her back to her cottage and she was sobbing hysterically. "I told you that this wouldn't work! I told you! Royalty marries royalty!" She cried. Takeru just held her tight and stroked her hair.

"We'll find a way…shhh…we'll find a way."

Okay, there's part 1! What do you think? Please review, nice reviews make my day!

Did I spell Koushirou's name wrong? Because I've seen a couple of different ways to spell it. And if I did, my apologies.

Until then…

~~~S.C. Hardy