Disclamer: OK I don't own Digimon, never will. If I did it wouldn't have ended like it did. So please leave me alone.
OK this is my First fic. Please be kind, it's kind of the prologue to the main story.
Davis slammed the car hood shut.
" Unfixable." He replied with a groan.
" Man, now how are we gonna get there?" questioned Willis. Davis didn't reply right away. He scratched the back of his head in thought.
"Hitch hike, I guess. Or we just don't go to the reunion. It's up to you." He finally answered. Willis let out an open sigh. Five hours on the road, at least six miles to the nearest town their car broke down. They're going to a reunion in New York, at Mimi's house for a digidestined get together. After over five year he was glad he would see the others again. After the fight with Cocomonhe became one of the digdestine in New York. He really didn't want to go back to the University for Winter Break. He and Davis both went to college (AN yes Davis made it to college) in Colorado.
"Hitch hiking good for me." He replied at last.
They went to the side of the road and put their thumbs out. A few cars drove by without an acknowledgment of the travelers. Till finally after 45 minutes a dark green almost black jeep pulled over. The window rolled down and the driver poked his head out. He had long blond hair pulled into a ponytail and a goatee on his chin. Dark sunglasses that reflected Davis's image covered his eyes.
" You guys need a lift?" he asked, his voice was deep and masculine, but very gentle and kind.
" Ya, thanks a lot. Our car broke down almost an hour ago." Willis replied. He turned off his car and opened the door. Stepping out Davis took in a sharp breath, sitting down his height was impossible to tell, now that he was standing Davis noticed that he was well over half a head taller than he was.
"Do you need help with your bags?" he asked. Davis nodded. The man wore tan pants and a black ski jacket. He opened the trunk of his jeep and they piled their bags next to the man's own.
" Before I let you in my car, I'm going to have to ask your names to that I know your not, like, psychotic killers or anything."
Willis laughed a little before answering. "I'm Willis Sterling (AN don't know his real last name)," he motioned toward himself, "And this Davis Motomiya." He said motioning to Davis. Davis offered his hand and the man shook it while shaking his head.
" I don't it," he whispered.
" Believe what?" Davis asked.
" You don't recognize me do you?"
" Should I?"
The man removed his glasses and looked at Davis. He had two piercing ocean blue eyes.
" Ohmygod," Davis whispered. He took a deep breath. " T.K.?" he asked barely hearable.
" The one and only." He responded smiling.
What did ya think? Good? Bad? Please tell me, be honest R/R.
OK this is my First fic. Please be kind, it's kind of the prologue to the main story.
Davis slammed the car hood shut.
" Unfixable." He replied with a groan.
" Man, now how are we gonna get there?" questioned Willis. Davis didn't reply right away. He scratched the back of his head in thought.
"Hitch hike, I guess. Or we just don't go to the reunion. It's up to you." He finally answered. Willis let out an open sigh. Five hours on the road, at least six miles to the nearest town their car broke down. They're going to a reunion in New York, at Mimi's house for a digidestined get together. After over five year he was glad he would see the others again. After the fight with Cocomonhe became one of the digdestine in New York. He really didn't want to go back to the University for Winter Break. He and Davis both went to college (AN yes Davis made it to college) in Colorado.
"Hitch hiking good for me." He replied at last.
They went to the side of the road and put their thumbs out. A few cars drove by without an acknowledgment of the travelers. Till finally after 45 minutes a dark green almost black jeep pulled over. The window rolled down and the driver poked his head out. He had long blond hair pulled into a ponytail and a goatee on his chin. Dark sunglasses that reflected Davis's image covered his eyes.
" You guys need a lift?" he asked, his voice was deep and masculine, but very gentle and kind.
" Ya, thanks a lot. Our car broke down almost an hour ago." Willis replied. He turned off his car and opened the door. Stepping out Davis took in a sharp breath, sitting down his height was impossible to tell, now that he was standing Davis noticed that he was well over half a head taller than he was.
"Do you need help with your bags?" he asked. Davis nodded. The man wore tan pants and a black ski jacket. He opened the trunk of his jeep and they piled their bags next to the man's own.
" Before I let you in my car, I'm going to have to ask your names to that I know your not, like, psychotic killers or anything."
Willis laughed a little before answering. "I'm Willis Sterling (AN don't know his real last name)," he motioned toward himself, "And this Davis Motomiya." He said motioning to Davis. Davis offered his hand and the man shook it while shaking his head.
" I don't it," he whispered.
" Believe what?" Davis asked.
" You don't recognize me do you?"
" Should I?"
The man removed his glasses and looked at Davis. He had two piercing ocean blue eyes.
" Ohmygod," Davis whispered. He took a deep breath. " T.K.?" he asked barely hearable.
" The one and only." He responded smiling.
What did ya think? Good? Bad? Please tell me, be honest R/R.