"Hey Hika. You remember that Takari I promised you at the end of my Takimi trilogy?"
"Yeah. Is it time?" The chestnut haired teen asked.
"Yeah. This story is dedicated to my muse Kari, and of course, I own nothing but a copy of the Digimon movie soundtrack, and Travis Tritt's 'Down The Road I Go' from which I took 'Best of Intentions', both of which you'll have to pry from my cold dead fingers. On to the fic!"
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"Hey Kari?" TK said. "You know I love you, right?"
"Of course I do TK." She laughed ruffling his hair.
"And we're gonna get married and live happily ever after, right?"
"Sure." She said kissing his lips. "Happily ever after, forever and always."
"But Kari... what if happily ever after wasn't so happy?"
Best of Intentions
By Archangel Bloodraven
"You can take your ring and your music and shove them both where the sun doesn't shine!" Takashi Hikari shouted as she threw her engagement ring and wedding band bouncing them off her husband's chest as she stormed away.
"I think you did it this time TK." Ken said from behind the drums.
"I know." The twenty one year old blond megastar said, kneeling down as his trademark black coat pooled around him to collect the rings.
"So what are you going to do about it?" Cody asked from behind the keyboard as Miyako nervously fingered her bass.
"Make it up to her." He said taking off the black coat and slipping out of his superstar identity of Tokyo TK just as easily. "The only way I know how. You guys are off until further notice." He said picking up a legal pad.
"And what do we tell Davis?"
Takeru thought of his slimy snake oil manager. "Tell him that some things are more important."
***
"That egotistical overbearing self absorbed..." Kari continued to rant and rave as Sora and Tai just looked on.
"Um Kari?" Sora ventured timidly.
"WHAT?" Kari snapped viciously.
"Um. I just wanted to ask what happened to your wedding rings."
Kari stood stock still looking at her bare hands before running into the guest bedroom and locking the door. A moment later she began sobbing loudly.
"Make sure she doesn't do anything rash." Tai said grabbing his coat and tossing Sora a spare set of keys before he stormed out the door.
"Hi Matt, Sora. You might wanna get down to your brothers studio. Seems that our favorite lovebirds had a tiff and Tai's on the warpath."
***
Tai stormed past Davis who was mumbling to himself about lost profits and delayed records but the older brunette heard none of it. He stormed in to the studio and sent TK sprawling off his stool with a solid right hook. "Your wife is locked in my guest room bawling her eyes out and here you sit toying with your guitar."
"I understand your anger Taichi," Takeru said righting the stool and checking his guitar to make sure it was undamaged. "but disrupting me won't make this end any faster." He resumed his his seat and began strumming as though he had never been interrupted "... cause I sel-" He hit a sour note on the guitar and started over.
"Why you..." Tai swung again only to have his hand intercepted.
"Why don't you let him explain?" Matt said.
"Why? All Tokyo TK cares about is his music." In a flash Tai was laid out on the floor as TK threw the shattered remains of the guitar next to him.
"Azulongmon help me, if you ever say anything like that again, Kari will become an only child." TK growled as Matt restrained him. "Take a look around. I'm not Tokyo TK. I am Takashi Takeru and I am trying to save the best thing I ever had." He crumpled to the floor and pushed a typewritten lyrics sheet to Tai. "before it's too late."
Tai read over the sheet. "Why didn't you just tell her?"
"I didn't think I had too." TK said as tears filled his eyes. "I assumed she understood or at least that she knew. Now I'm trying to make it right."
"Why this way?" Matt asked.
"It's all I know Matt. It's my last best hope." TK managed to get to his feet and retrieve a new guitar. He tuned it quickly and picked up where he left off. "... cause I sel- Damn it! I can't get that stupid note right."
Matt came up behind him and gently readjusted the younger blonde's hands. "Try that bro."
TK tried again hitting the note perfectly this time. "Thanks bro."
"You do what you have to." Tai said nursing his jaw. "We'll see that you're left alone."
***
TK knocked nervously on the door of Tai and Sora's home.
"I was wondering when you'd show up." Sora said patiently.
"How is she?"
"Poor thing cried herself to sleep."
TK sighed deeply and turned the CD case over in his hands. "Can I leave this with her?"
Sora nodded and lead the way to the guest room. TK gazed at his sleeping wife and gently caressed her cheek. "I'm so sorry baby." He said laying the disc on the bedside table. "For everything."
He closed the door and crossed to the door. "Where will you go?"
"I don't know. Her heart will lead her to me."
***
I'm so sorry baby. For everything.
Kari's eyes flickered open and fell immediately on the CD case. "It wasn't a dream." She said touching her face gently.
"No, it wasn't." Sora said, starling the younger girl. "The look on his face almost broke my heart."
"Did he say where he was going?"
"Not exactly. I got the impression that he wanted you to listen to this first." Sora took the CD and put it to play before leaving the room.
The room was silent for a moment before a slow guitar strumming filled the room. Kari pulled her knees up to her chin as the music wrapped itself warmly around her. Then TK's gentle voice filled the room.
Said I'd give you the whole world somehow.
I tried making good on that promise.
Thought I'd be so much further by now.
Never could build you a castle
Even though you're the queen of my heart
But I had the best of intentions from the start.
Now some people think I'm a loser,
Cause I seldom get things right.
But you make me feel like a winner
When you wrap me in your arms so tight.
Please tell me you will remember,
No matter how much I do wrong,
That I had the best of intentions all along
I gave you a ring
And I promised you things
I always thought we'd do
But my best laid plans
Slipped right through my hands
To show my love for you
And if you could read my heart
Then you'd know without exception
It was all with the best of intentions."
"Oh TK I know." She whispered more to herself than anyone as the words faded into an extended guitar solo. "Deep down, I always knew." She got up and moved to stop the CD when TK began to repeat the chorus, but this time there was something different about the words.
And I promised you things
I always thought you knew
But my best laid plans
Slipped right through my hands
To show my love for you
But if you would read my heart
Then you'd know without exception
It was all with the best of intentions."
The CD spun to a stop leaving Hikari puzzled. "It's not finished."
"You can feel it too." Sora said from the doorway. "He told me that your heart would lead you to wherever he is."
"Arigato, Sora!" Kari said grabbing her coat and bolting out the door.
***
Kari approached slowly as TK sat on the edge of the bridge and strummed his guitar. "I'm glad you came Kari. I hoped you would but I wasn't sure." He said quietly, never turning.
"You didn't finish the song." She said sitting beside him.
"No I didn't." He said. "I had to do that in person." With that he began to sing.
And praying that you'll understand.
Don't think I take you for granted.
Girl, I know just how lucky I am.
Though you deserve so much better
You won't find devotion more true
Cause I had the best of intentions,
Loving you."
"I'm sorry, Kari." He said laying aside the guitar and pulling him close to her. "I thought you knew that all the energy I put into the music was because of you. I never should gone this long without telling you." Kari was silently sobbing against her husbands chest as he drew two glittering gold rings out his pocket and slipped them on her hand. "Say you'll marry me all over again, Kari and we'll live happily ever after."
"Hai." She whispered lovingly. The couple was about to kiss when blinding headlights washed over them.
"Tokyo baby, I was trying to find you at the studio and instead I find this great song. Now I don't know a lot about music, but I can smell a hit." Davis raised the sheet to nose and sniffed. "And I smell double, triple platinum here! So when's it going on the album?"
"Never Davis. That song was written for one person and one person only, and now that I have her back." He paused just long enough to pluck the paper from Davis' hand. "I'm never going to let her go."
