Ken watched was watching Youko. She was sitting underneath her favorite
tree of the whole park reading a book. As she had been doing for the past 2
hours. Ken sighed, and turned around on the park bench he was sitting on.
How much longer was he supposed to wait? Hadn't Youko said meet him at the
park at 1? Yes, it did! So why hadn't Youko done anything? The highlight of
the past two hours had been when a squirrel ran down Youko's tree. Suddenly
Ken realized something. Maybe Youko wasn't aware of his presence. "Ahem!"
Ken cleared his throat. Without even looking up, Youko said, "Yes, Ken, I
was award of you. I was beginning to wonder when you would bug me." Ken
looked bewildered. He could strangle that girl, making him wait for two
hours! Youko stood up. "Help me brush the dirt off my backside." She
instructed Ken. She had already brushed off the dirt on her back. Only her
butt was dirty. MAN that girl had ways of getting to guys…Ken leaned over
and lightly swiped some dirt off of her butt, with a pale tinge spreading
across his cheeks. "Sooo…" Ken spoke. "Sooo what?" asked Youko. Ken glared
at her. "SO what did you want?" Youko grinned. She took a step closer to
Ken, and leaned in. Her face was so close to Ken, that he could see little
speckles in her eyes that he had never seen before. Youko's eyes gleamed
almost evily. It was almost scary, how Youko could look like the Kaiser at
times. Finally, Youko answered Ken's question. "I want to have fun." The
girl giggled, took up Ken's hand, and ran. Ran through the park for all
eternity. Or so it seemed to poor Ken, who was beginning to wonder why he
associated with this nutcase. Finally, Youko stopped. They were at the edge
of the park, where the park hits woods and then drops off into the lake.
The evil glint in Youko's eyes was still there. Ken looked startled. He
knew what she was up to. He looked Youko straight in the eyes. "Don't
even."
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Sari squirmed uncomfortably. Matt was leaning in too close to her. She was sure that he wasn't just going to sing a note in her ear. His eyes were penetrating her eyes, and boring into her soul. No, Matt had something in mind. Sari opened her mouth to speak, but Matt placed a finger on her lips. "Hush." He whispered. "Don't say a word." Sari stared at him in stunned silence. Matt removed his finger, and leaned in closer. Closer, closer…Sari could smell his aftershave. A nice cool spice, that matched his attitude. She closed her eyes, and breathed in his aftershave again. Matt leaned in, and something soft landed on Sari's lips. Sari's eyes fluttered open. Matt was kissing her! Sari was about to melt into the kiss, when a face popped into Sari's mind. A face that belonged to Izzy. Sari pushed Matt away from her. Matt looked startled, and then regret came over his face. "I'm sorry, Sari-chan…" he whispered. "I know how you feel…about Izzy." Sari nodded, and Matt reached over to hold her hand, but Sari pulled away. She turned her head, a tear falling down her cheek. "I should…" she whispered "be…going" Matt nodded. "Gomen, Sari-chan." He said again. Sari stood up, and ran out of the apartment. As soon as she was gone, Matt felt like kicking himself. How could he have done that to Sari? HOW? He knew that she loved Izzy. But why? Why Izzy, over him, Yamato Ishida? Matt punched his pillow, and again whispered "Gomen, Sari-chan." But this time, no one heard the apology but Matt and his guilty concience.
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Izzy sat in his dorm room, staring at the phone. **Do I call her?** He thought. Naturally, he was thinking about Sari, the love of his life. He reached towards the phone, and picked it up. Immediately the dial tone was beeping away. Izzy slowly reached towards the phone, and began to dial the all to familiar phone number. Izzy was just about to hit the final number, when his door flew open. Izzy looked up, and saw a blue head poke into the room. Izzy's roommate. "Heeeeeey Izzy!" the boy said. "Hi, Eiri." Izzy muttered. "What are you smoking today?" The boy grinned. "Today, I believe it's this little thing I like to call pot…I can't be sure, though, because I wasn't able to read the label. It was in that cabinet you have behind the mirror." Izzy rolled his eyes. Behind the mirror was the MEDICINE CABINET…Izzy guessed that Eiri was smoking the first aid cream…if that was possible. "Ok, Eiri, have fun" Izzy muttered. Eiri grinned. "I am having fun! Oh, but you're 'sposed to be somewhere…somethin' 'bout Computer Geeks of America…" Izzy rolled his eyes again. "Eiri, it's Computer Club. No America, no geeks." Eiri laughed. "Could have fooled me. Well, you're 'sposed to be there…uh…at…6. Or was it 5? Or 7. No! 6! Or, wait…" Izzy couldn't wait for Eiri. No matter what time he needed to be there, he should have been there by now. Izzy sighed and set down the phone, and stumbled out the door, pushing his crack-head roommate off to do whatever he felt like doing.
Ahem…that's…weird. Ok, I'm too lazy to go into disclaimer. But you all know that I don't own things like Digimon or First Aid. But I do own Eiri and Computer Geeks of America. Ok? Ok. Bui bui!
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Sari squirmed uncomfortably. Matt was leaning in too close to her. She was sure that he wasn't just going to sing a note in her ear. His eyes were penetrating her eyes, and boring into her soul. No, Matt had something in mind. Sari opened her mouth to speak, but Matt placed a finger on her lips. "Hush." He whispered. "Don't say a word." Sari stared at him in stunned silence. Matt removed his finger, and leaned in closer. Closer, closer…Sari could smell his aftershave. A nice cool spice, that matched his attitude. She closed her eyes, and breathed in his aftershave again. Matt leaned in, and something soft landed on Sari's lips. Sari's eyes fluttered open. Matt was kissing her! Sari was about to melt into the kiss, when a face popped into Sari's mind. A face that belonged to Izzy. Sari pushed Matt away from her. Matt looked startled, and then regret came over his face. "I'm sorry, Sari-chan…" he whispered. "I know how you feel…about Izzy." Sari nodded, and Matt reached over to hold her hand, but Sari pulled away. She turned her head, a tear falling down her cheek. "I should…" she whispered "be…going" Matt nodded. "Gomen, Sari-chan." He said again. Sari stood up, and ran out of the apartment. As soon as she was gone, Matt felt like kicking himself. How could he have done that to Sari? HOW? He knew that she loved Izzy. But why? Why Izzy, over him, Yamato Ishida? Matt punched his pillow, and again whispered "Gomen, Sari-chan." But this time, no one heard the apology but Matt and his guilty concience.
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Izzy sat in his dorm room, staring at the phone. **Do I call her?** He thought. Naturally, he was thinking about Sari, the love of his life. He reached towards the phone, and picked it up. Immediately the dial tone was beeping away. Izzy slowly reached towards the phone, and began to dial the all to familiar phone number. Izzy was just about to hit the final number, when his door flew open. Izzy looked up, and saw a blue head poke into the room. Izzy's roommate. "Heeeeeey Izzy!" the boy said. "Hi, Eiri." Izzy muttered. "What are you smoking today?" The boy grinned. "Today, I believe it's this little thing I like to call pot…I can't be sure, though, because I wasn't able to read the label. It was in that cabinet you have behind the mirror." Izzy rolled his eyes. Behind the mirror was the MEDICINE CABINET…Izzy guessed that Eiri was smoking the first aid cream…if that was possible. "Ok, Eiri, have fun" Izzy muttered. Eiri grinned. "I am having fun! Oh, but you're 'sposed to be somewhere…somethin' 'bout Computer Geeks of America…" Izzy rolled his eyes again. "Eiri, it's Computer Club. No America, no geeks." Eiri laughed. "Could have fooled me. Well, you're 'sposed to be there…uh…at…6. Or was it 5? Or 7. No! 6! Or, wait…" Izzy couldn't wait for Eiri. No matter what time he needed to be there, he should have been there by now. Izzy sighed and set down the phone, and stumbled out the door, pushing his crack-head roommate off to do whatever he felt like doing.
Ahem…that's…weird. Ok, I'm too lazy to go into disclaimer. But you all know that I don't own things like Digimon or First Aid. But I do own Eiri and Computer Geeks of America. Ok? Ok. Bui bui!