yes, the finally chapter! sorry it took a while for me to upload...it was jsut sitting there and fanfiction.net was a little wacked, so here it is! by the way, bribes do not work for me! ^_~ enjoy this last chapter and don't forget to R&R!
~Together Forever~
*A Glimpse of What Would Be*
"This is taking a while," Daisuke murmured as she stood with the others, waiting for Hikari to return from the terminal where she accompanied Takeru. He thumped his foot. "Man, I have to get back to work."
"Work? You work?" Miyako said sarcastically.
Daisuke glared at her.
She met his with one of her own.
"Guys, stop it," Iori said dryly. "You're acting like idiots at the wrong time and the wrong place. Everyone's tired and emotionally distressed. Just cut it out. It's just---"
"Oh my God, Hikari," Taichi cried.
Everyone turned to see Hikari coming from the terminal corridor, sobbing uncontrollably. Taichi and Sora broke off from the group and started running towards Taichi's broken-hearted sister. The echoes of her sobs hit home for each one of them.
Daisuke was probably the one affected the most by Hikari's sobs. He took a step back, her cries echoing in his mind. Reality finally snapped into place once and for all ever since what had happened in the hospital. She really loved him, he realized. And here I was being a fool all this time. How could I have been so blind?
With the realization, he turned away.
"Daisuke!" Koushirou called.
But he was gone.
"Poor Hikari," Miyako whispered sadly. "She's so sad."
Ken walked up behind her. "I never seen Hikari so sad before," he said.
Miyako scoffed. "Yeah, well, you don't know Hikari well enough."
Suddenly, Ken placed a supportive hand on Miyako's shoulder and squeezed it affectionately. She whirled around, surprised, to see Ken looking over at where Hikari stood and cried. He looks so much older this way, she thought.
"It's hard," he said, "when you have to let go someone you love. It's like someone reached out and wretched your heart around. It hurts so much that they feel like they can't move on, they can't turn back. They're just...stuck." He looked down on her.
Suddenly, Miyako felt like she wasn't looking at Ken but at a future Ken, dressed in some kind of suit, his ice blue eyes still reaching out to hers, filled with such love and affection. She blinked and saw Ken back to his normal self, gazing at her.
She smiled sadly and embraced him, saying a silent sorry to him. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her and watched over at where Hikari was being cared by Sora and her brother, still crying over him.
A love gained...a love lost...
22 Years Later
"Sorry I'm late!" Daisuke yelled as he joined his Digidestined buddies in the Digital World. It had been 22 Years since Takeru had left to America and 25 years since their final showdown as digidestined. They had all planned for the reunion a few years ago and of course...Daisuke was the one late.
"You're late!" they all accused.
"I said I was sorry," Daisuke grimaced. He caught sight of his soccer hero, Taichi, standing and talking to Yamato. Both of them had similar hair cuts as their digimon wrestled. "Taichi! Gee-zus! Why the hell did you cut off all your hair mostly?!"
Taichi made a face. "The commission said they wouldn't hire me looking like a 'ill-mannered, ill-postured, disorganized infidel'," he replied in his deep voice. He shrugged as he watched Agumon use his attack on Gabumon, but winds up missing.
"No kidding?"
"No kidding," he replied. "How's your wooden shop?"
Daisuke stuck his tongue out, like a child. "Hey, it's a thriving business."
"Still acting like a child, Motomiya?" Yamato teased, laughing.
"It all depends on your views of a child," Daisuke countered, giving him an smary glare. He then went serious and asked "Say, what's up between you and Sora anyways?"
Koushirou smacked Daisuke from behind. "Not so loud."
"Why not?" he asked with a grimace.
"They filed for divorce some time ago," Taichi replied lowly, watching the children play, particularly at his son and whether he was alright. "I don't know all of the details, but it ended pretty ugly. Something about Yamato's job is interfering with their children's upbringing and with Sora's business. They just drifted off."
"After what? Twenty four years?" Daisuke asked.
"Yes."
"Ouch."
"Precisely."
They joined the others, who were all watching their kids play in a distance with their digimon. Miyako was cradling Ken and hers third child, a son, and yelling at Iori for not coming to their party some time ago. Ken was standing near by, talking to Jou about something important. Mimi and Hikari were talking while Takeru just returned from fixing his son's jacket.
"So, when did you move back here?" Iori asked, trying to stay away from Miyako, grimacing.
"Oh, a couple of weeks ago," he replied. "I decided to stay here for good."
"That's great news," Ken commented with a smile.
"I hope you've been stayin away from water," Jou said.
Everyone laughed.
Hikari smiled and Takeru. He smiled back.
Later, after a couple of group photos and watching their children play on, Hikari timidly approached Takeru, who was standing by a tree and watching the children on, Patamon busy with the other digimon. "Hey," she greeted brightly.
"Hey," he greeted, his breath taken away. "I'm sorry I lost contact---"
"Hey, no problem," she replied with a small laugh. "Say, I became a teacher."
"So I heard," he said with good humour.
"I've read your novels," she said with a wink. "They were pretty good, coming from a guy who can't do his Pythagorean Theorum right." He laughed. "Though, I have to admit, my character seemed a little..."
"Too much?"
"Actually, flattering," she said, batting her lashes at him.
He smiled. "I had to," he replied.
Silence.
"So," he said uneasily, "who's the lucky guy?"
She blushed. "Actually, no one," she replied, clearing her throat. "He...he left me before my son was born. He...he didn't want anything to do with me or my son. No commitment. He just...left. And we were due to marry in a few months when I told him I was pregnant." She shrugged.
"What a bastard," he commented, "letting go of you."
She blushed deeper. "Um...what about you? Who's the Mrs.?"
"Aaaah, no one in particular," he replied, shifting his feet and looking at her. "My wife filed for divorce a few years ago, when my kid was still very very very young." Before she could ask why, he continued, "She always had that sneaking suspicion that I was always waiting for someone else. But she never said anything and instead went behind my back and had an affair with one of my collegues."
"Get out," she said, pushing him playfully.
"No joke here, Hikari," he replied seriously. "So I filed for divorce."
"What a bitch," she commented, "for letting go of you."
Silence. Takeru just looked at Hikari.
"You still have the necklace," he pointed out, pointing at it.
She clutched it with her hand. "Yeah," she replied, looking at him truthfully. "Yeah, I still have it. I never could let you go, Takaishi, I never had. I thought that one day I'd see you again because...because I had a good feeling about what we had and somehow, nothing in the world would make that feeling the same."
"You never stopped loving me, did you?"
She shook her head. "I guess not."
He smiled ruefully. "Funny," he replied, "neither had I."
She smiled at him, walking over towards his open arms and embraced him tightly. She felt a tear slide down her face. "I will never let go of you again, Takeru," she told him.
"Ditto," he replied, kissing her on the forehead.
Takeru and Hikari's sons were watching their parents kiss.
"Is that your dad?" Hikari's son asked.
Takeru's son nodded.
"Maybe," Hikari's son wondered out loud, "our parents will marry and then we can be brothers!" He smiled and nodded at the good thought.
Takeru's son was keen of the idea. "That would be cool."
"Hey, the sun's setting!" Iori exclaimed. "C'mon, let's go see!"
The others followed behind the lawyer Iori, calling for their children and their digimon. Hikari was introducing Takeru and his son to her son while Sora and Yamato took their children, but avoided any talk. Koushirou and Jou took their kids and talked along while Mimi chatted to Daisuke and Taichi. Ken and his family followed at the end.
"25 years," Ken said, "has done a lot on us."
"Tell me about it," Miyako replied. "Hikari and Takeru appear to have rekindled their love again." She winked and gestured to the two, who were holding hands.
"Amazing," Ken commented.
She gave her husband a playful shove. "Oh, and what do you call us?"
"Out of this world," he replied with a grin.
Miyako looked up and kissed her husband.
"Ick," her younger son commented, making a face.
"Hey, don't start," she told her son. Her eldest daughter laughed.
Hikari and Takeru walked hand in hand. "Your son looks a lot like you, Takeru," Hikari told him, looking at him.
He smiled down on her. "I'd like to think so."
Mimi sighed. "What a gorgeous sunset," she commented.
"This is to 25 years," Taichi told them, lifting his son so he could see the sunset in the digital world, an array of lights and colours, their digimon sitting and gazing at the beauty they had fought to preserve for so very long and hard.
Takeru took Hikari's hand and kissed it. "Together forever now, huh?"
"Yeah."
~End of Story~
sorry for the mushy ending...hey, we never really knew about takeru and hikari's spouses or anything...and besides, it's fanfiction. anything can happen.....right? ^_~
~Together Forever~
*A Glimpse of What Would Be*
"This is taking a while," Daisuke murmured as she stood with the others, waiting for Hikari to return from the terminal where she accompanied Takeru. He thumped his foot. "Man, I have to get back to work."
"Work? You work?" Miyako said sarcastically.
Daisuke glared at her.
She met his with one of her own.
"Guys, stop it," Iori said dryly. "You're acting like idiots at the wrong time and the wrong place. Everyone's tired and emotionally distressed. Just cut it out. It's just---"
"Oh my God, Hikari," Taichi cried.
Everyone turned to see Hikari coming from the terminal corridor, sobbing uncontrollably. Taichi and Sora broke off from the group and started running towards Taichi's broken-hearted sister. The echoes of her sobs hit home for each one of them.
Daisuke was probably the one affected the most by Hikari's sobs. He took a step back, her cries echoing in his mind. Reality finally snapped into place once and for all ever since what had happened in the hospital. She really loved him, he realized. And here I was being a fool all this time. How could I have been so blind?
With the realization, he turned away.
"Daisuke!" Koushirou called.
But he was gone.
"Poor Hikari," Miyako whispered sadly. "She's so sad."
Ken walked up behind her. "I never seen Hikari so sad before," he said.
Miyako scoffed. "Yeah, well, you don't know Hikari well enough."
Suddenly, Ken placed a supportive hand on Miyako's shoulder and squeezed it affectionately. She whirled around, surprised, to see Ken looking over at where Hikari stood and cried. He looks so much older this way, she thought.
"It's hard," he said, "when you have to let go someone you love. It's like someone reached out and wretched your heart around. It hurts so much that they feel like they can't move on, they can't turn back. They're just...stuck." He looked down on her.
Suddenly, Miyako felt like she wasn't looking at Ken but at a future Ken, dressed in some kind of suit, his ice blue eyes still reaching out to hers, filled with such love and affection. She blinked and saw Ken back to his normal self, gazing at her.
She smiled sadly and embraced him, saying a silent sorry to him. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her and watched over at where Hikari was being cared by Sora and her brother, still crying over him.
A love gained...a love lost...
22 Years Later
"Sorry I'm late!" Daisuke yelled as he joined his Digidestined buddies in the Digital World. It had been 22 Years since Takeru had left to America and 25 years since their final showdown as digidestined. They had all planned for the reunion a few years ago and of course...Daisuke was the one late.
"You're late!" they all accused.
"I said I was sorry," Daisuke grimaced. He caught sight of his soccer hero, Taichi, standing and talking to Yamato. Both of them had similar hair cuts as their digimon wrestled. "Taichi! Gee-zus! Why the hell did you cut off all your hair mostly?!"
Taichi made a face. "The commission said they wouldn't hire me looking like a 'ill-mannered, ill-postured, disorganized infidel'," he replied in his deep voice. He shrugged as he watched Agumon use his attack on Gabumon, but winds up missing.
"No kidding?"
"No kidding," he replied. "How's your wooden shop?"
Daisuke stuck his tongue out, like a child. "Hey, it's a thriving business."
"Still acting like a child, Motomiya?" Yamato teased, laughing.
"It all depends on your views of a child," Daisuke countered, giving him an smary glare. He then went serious and asked "Say, what's up between you and Sora anyways?"
Koushirou smacked Daisuke from behind. "Not so loud."
"Why not?" he asked with a grimace.
"They filed for divorce some time ago," Taichi replied lowly, watching the children play, particularly at his son and whether he was alright. "I don't know all of the details, but it ended pretty ugly. Something about Yamato's job is interfering with their children's upbringing and with Sora's business. They just drifted off."
"After what? Twenty four years?" Daisuke asked.
"Yes."
"Ouch."
"Precisely."
They joined the others, who were all watching their kids play in a distance with their digimon. Miyako was cradling Ken and hers third child, a son, and yelling at Iori for not coming to their party some time ago. Ken was standing near by, talking to Jou about something important. Mimi and Hikari were talking while Takeru just returned from fixing his son's jacket.
"So, when did you move back here?" Iori asked, trying to stay away from Miyako, grimacing.
"Oh, a couple of weeks ago," he replied. "I decided to stay here for good."
"That's great news," Ken commented with a smile.
"I hope you've been stayin away from water," Jou said.
Everyone laughed.
Hikari smiled and Takeru. He smiled back.
Later, after a couple of group photos and watching their children play on, Hikari timidly approached Takeru, who was standing by a tree and watching the children on, Patamon busy with the other digimon. "Hey," she greeted brightly.
"Hey," he greeted, his breath taken away. "I'm sorry I lost contact---"
"Hey, no problem," she replied with a small laugh. "Say, I became a teacher."
"So I heard," he said with good humour.
"I've read your novels," she said with a wink. "They were pretty good, coming from a guy who can't do his Pythagorean Theorum right." He laughed. "Though, I have to admit, my character seemed a little..."
"Too much?"
"Actually, flattering," she said, batting her lashes at him.
He smiled. "I had to," he replied.
Silence.
"So," he said uneasily, "who's the lucky guy?"
She blushed. "Actually, no one," she replied, clearing her throat. "He...he left me before my son was born. He...he didn't want anything to do with me or my son. No commitment. He just...left. And we were due to marry in a few months when I told him I was pregnant." She shrugged.
"What a bastard," he commented, "letting go of you."
She blushed deeper. "Um...what about you? Who's the Mrs.?"
"Aaaah, no one in particular," he replied, shifting his feet and looking at her. "My wife filed for divorce a few years ago, when my kid was still very very very young." Before she could ask why, he continued, "She always had that sneaking suspicion that I was always waiting for someone else. But she never said anything and instead went behind my back and had an affair with one of my collegues."
"Get out," she said, pushing him playfully.
"No joke here, Hikari," he replied seriously. "So I filed for divorce."
"What a bitch," she commented, "for letting go of you."
Silence. Takeru just looked at Hikari.
"You still have the necklace," he pointed out, pointing at it.
She clutched it with her hand. "Yeah," she replied, looking at him truthfully. "Yeah, I still have it. I never could let you go, Takaishi, I never had. I thought that one day I'd see you again because...because I had a good feeling about what we had and somehow, nothing in the world would make that feeling the same."
"You never stopped loving me, did you?"
She shook her head. "I guess not."
He smiled ruefully. "Funny," he replied, "neither had I."
She smiled at him, walking over towards his open arms and embraced him tightly. She felt a tear slide down her face. "I will never let go of you again, Takeru," she told him.
"Ditto," he replied, kissing her on the forehead.
Takeru and Hikari's sons were watching their parents kiss.
"Is that your dad?" Hikari's son asked.
Takeru's son nodded.
"Maybe," Hikari's son wondered out loud, "our parents will marry and then we can be brothers!" He smiled and nodded at the good thought.
Takeru's son was keen of the idea. "That would be cool."
"Hey, the sun's setting!" Iori exclaimed. "C'mon, let's go see!"
The others followed behind the lawyer Iori, calling for their children and their digimon. Hikari was introducing Takeru and his son to her son while Sora and Yamato took their children, but avoided any talk. Koushirou and Jou took their kids and talked along while Mimi chatted to Daisuke and Taichi. Ken and his family followed at the end.
"25 years," Ken said, "has done a lot on us."
"Tell me about it," Miyako replied. "Hikari and Takeru appear to have rekindled their love again." She winked and gestured to the two, who were holding hands.
"Amazing," Ken commented.
She gave her husband a playful shove. "Oh, and what do you call us?"
"Out of this world," he replied with a grin.
Miyako looked up and kissed her husband.
"Ick," her younger son commented, making a face.
"Hey, don't start," she told her son. Her eldest daughter laughed.
Hikari and Takeru walked hand in hand. "Your son looks a lot like you, Takeru," Hikari told him, looking at him.
He smiled down on her. "I'd like to think so."
Mimi sighed. "What a gorgeous sunset," she commented.
"This is to 25 years," Taichi told them, lifting his son so he could see the sunset in the digital world, an array of lights and colours, their digimon sitting and gazing at the beauty they had fought to preserve for so very long and hard.
Takeru took Hikari's hand and kissed it. "Together forever now, huh?"
"Yeah."
~End of Story~
sorry for the mushy ending...hey, we never really knew about takeru and hikari's spouses or anything...and besides, it's fanfiction. anything can happen.....right? ^_~
