Genevieve
Rivera : April 1, 2001
Notes from the author:
Hi!!! Um, just a few things to verify before I start this
fan-fic..
Okay, here it goes:
I don't own Digimon! So don't sue me k? I'm not sure if they have
raspberries in Japan, but for the sake of the fic they
do. Yeah I know some of you don't
think raspberry picking is exciting and are laughing
right now. ::author is interrupted by
insane laughter from her friend, and a shouting of
'Bah-ha Raspberry picking!?!':: I think
after you've read this fan-fic you'll change your
mind. Raspberry picking just won't be
the same anymore.
More author humor, sorry.
Anyway, many of the things I mention
aren't found anywhere near Japan, let alone in it. (Hence
the name fan fiction, I guess.)
This story will probably take place in between season one
and season two, therefore
there are no season two people really, at least I
think. I'll see how it goes as I go
along. This is,
as always a Sorato, but it might also have a few hints of Takari.
Italics will stand for when the character is
thinking, dreaming, or having a
flashback.
Anything else I add will be in these (parenthesis' things).
~*_______________________________________*~
That indicates a chapter break; I try not to put random
starry-eyed smiley faces all over my page. ^_^
ON WITH THE FIC!
Raspberries!
"Chirp Chirp, Chirp Chirp!"
Sora opened her eyes slowly to the
bright sun streaming in through her window.
She stayed in bed, for a few minutes looking out her window, watching
the birds fly back and forth in the sakura's blooming branches. (Sakura's are a type of tree; they look like
cherry blossoms and bloom as soon as the air gets a teensy bit warm.) Sora pushed off the comforter and slowly sat
up rubbing her eyes. Sora had slept
well and seemed full of energy. She
realized it was Saturday and she had the whole day to spend outside. Her thoughts immediately turned to the
raspberry patch, in the woods not far from her house. Raspberries were one of Sora's favorite fruits. It was the perfect day to go raspberry
picking. Hearing sounds coming from the
kitchen she got up and headed out of her bedroom.
"Morning Mama!" Sora said running
into the kitchen. As she burst in through the door the wonderful smell of eggs
and bacon floated in her nose.
"Morning Sora." Her mother handed
her a plate and kissed her on her forehead.
"Mm! It smell's wonderful. Thanks
mom." She exclaimed as she sat down and stuck a piece of bacon in her
mouth. "It taste good too!"
"Your welcome sweetie, I'm glad you
like it." Sora continued eating her
breakfast as her mom finished washing and drying a bunch of pots from the night
before. "You know what I think Sora?"
her mom asked as she turned around holding her traditional breakfast, a cup of
coffee. "I think a little spring
cleaning is way over due."
Sora looked around the new
kitchen. She was surprised at how
cluttered it was. Since the flower business was working out so well her mom
started renting a small house, which was much bigger than the small apartment
they use to live in. There were cobwebs
in the kitchen corners, piles of papers everywhere, pots and tupperware sitting
on the counter, which had long ago overflowed the cabinets. "Okay." She said slowly. Sora sighed inwardly. There would be another sunny day soon,
and mama was right, the house is a mess.
She told herself, but she still wished she could go raspberry picking.
Sora finished her breakfast quickly
and stood to bring her dish to the sink.
Maybe if she hurried she'd have enough time to go for a walk or
something.
"I'll do that, you go put on some
cleaning clothes." Her mother offered.
"Alright, I'll be right back." Sora ran to her room and grabbed a pair of
dark blue-cuffed shorts and an old pale yellow tank top out of her dresser
drawers. She quickly changed and then ran to the bathroom and brushed her teeth
and combed her hair. She couldn't wear
her helmet because the straps would probably get caught or dirty.
Wondering how she could keep her
hair out of her face she rummaged through the bathroom sink's top drawer. She found a pretty pair of sparkly yellow
hairclips that she had got for her last birthday. She smiled remembering the surprise party. All the digidestined had come, and it was
the best party ever. Matt used the hair
clips to put on top of his wrapped present, which turned out to be a painting
of Biyomon, which she now kept on her dresser.
She carefully snapped the two clips
in place. Then she looked over her
reflection in the full-length mirror behind the bathroom door. The shorts came up a little higher then Sora
liked, but they were old and it couldn't really be helped. Beside I'm just cleaning, no one will
see, and all the other girls wear their new shorts this length anyway. Sora reasoned with herself as she opened
the door and hurried into the kitchen to find her mother.
I started writing this one a while ago... I'm going to post it
as an 'in-between' fic, while I work on 'Friendship and Love'. Hope you like it.. Please review!
-Climbing Rose
