A/N: Hmmm...another chapter out. I've made Takori and Hiyako official couples. Hope you like this one, not too many strange things happening. This chapter is mostly just fluff here and there. Trying to build the relationships, ya know? R/R!

Monday: Fun On The Lakeside

"What about a three-letter-word for Sister?"

"Nun."

"Thanks." Koushiro scribbled down the letters into the appropriate places of the crossword puzzle.

"Your welcome," Jyou said, smiling and turning to watch his friends, some running around on the dirt and some splashing around in the shallow waters of the lake.

Sora slowly walked to them, rubbing her hair in between her hands, which were covered with her towel.

"Hey, guys. What're you doing over here, alone?"

"Jyou, as you know, won't swim in the water for fear of catching some dreadful disease, and I've decided to accompany him so he doesn't feel so left out."

Jyou rolled his eyes at Koushiro's attempt at sarcasm. The group was starting to rub off on him.

He turned to Sora, laying on his side to be able to give her his full attention. "Hey, Sora?"

"Hmm?" she replied, turning towards him in a similar manner, so that Koushiro and the crossword puzzle on his lap was in between them.

"I remember you saying once that when you received the crest of love, that in that moment you suddenly saw who was destined to be with who in our group. As in, who and who were soul mates."

Sora smiled and nodded slowly. "Yes, I did say that. And yes, I did see everyone's soul mates."

Jyou bit his lower lip and tried hard not to glance at Koushiro as he asked his next question. "Could you maybe tell me, next time we get a chance to be alone, who exactly-"

"No, I'm sorry, Jyou." Sora smiled and shook her head. "I don't plan on ever telling anyone who they're destined to be with. You need to figure it out on your own. You'll know when the time is right."

Jyou sighed and rolled onto his back again. "I figured you'd say something like that."

Sora chuckled and sat up, wrapping her arms around her legs.

"So, Sora, you already know who your soul mate is?" Koushiro questioned, showing that he had been listening to the conversation.

Sora blushed slightly and turned away to hide it from the other two. "Yes, I do, Kou."

"That must be very nice for you, then. Saves you a lot of trouble, I'd imagine."

Sora smiled and let her gaze wander to a certain pink-haired girl giggling and splashing in the water some ten feet away.

"Yeah, it's very nice."

She then decided to leave the two geniuses alone, standing and stretching her arms out. "Well, I suppose I'll go see what the others are up to."

"See you, Sora."

"Bye, Sora."

"Later, Kou, Jyou."

She walked towards the others, glancing back once at the bluenette and redhead she was leaving behind. She slowly smiled as she watched Koushiro hesitantly brush a stray strand of hair back from Jyou's face. "Don't worry, Jyou. You'll know soon enough. We all will."

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"Tai!" Matt screeched, his usually melodic voice now at a high, wailing pitch. "Give me my damn shirt back!"

The frustrated blonde chased the spiky-haired brunette across the sand. Tai laughed and always held the shirt just beyond his friend's reach. As soon as Matt would get close enough to reach, he would yank it back as the blonde jumped forward. Tai ran from the enraged boy, knowing that he'd be in for it later, but it was nice to savor the moment and the look on his face now.

"God, Tai, you are such a tease!" Matt blurted angrily.

"And how would you know that, Matt? Been dreaming about me again? Hmm?" Tai winked suggestively, succeeding in making his best friend's face get even redder, from anger or something else he couldn't guess at. He knew he could outrun Matt any day, but he ran a bit slower than usual just to feel Matt's fingers brush against his shirt as he reached forward for the other shirt he held in his hand.

"Oh fuck off, Tai! You know what I meant!" Matt yelled as he dove for Tai's legs, knowing it was useless to chase him around like this anyways. The two boys went crashing onto the floor, Matt quickly moving to straddle Tai's waist as he snatched the shirt back. Matt stuck his tongue out at Tai as he pulled his shirt back on.

Tai was doing his best not to react in any other way than mock-glaring at the boy sitting on top of him.

"Geez, Matt, what do you weigh, two hundred pounds?"

Matt hopped off of Tai, not noticing the look of disappointment crossing Tai's face as he did.

"For your information, a girl once told me that my weight was perfect, and that I look incredibly hot just the way I am."

"Does this girl happen to be a rabid fangirl named Motomiya Jun?"

Matt grumbled something that sounded like, "Yeahbutshecountsanywaysdoesn'tshe?"

"Oiy, Matt, Tai! What'd you guys do with the beach ball?"

Takeru ran over, nearly tumbling over a rock as he did. "Don't tell me you guys deflated it already...we were just about to have a little game of beach ball volleyball..."

He paused to see his brother standing over Tai, who was laying flat on the floor and gazing up at him with an unreadable expression on his face. Matt looked a cross between mad, embarrassed, and reluctant. He couldn't tell which was reserved for himself. "Um, did I interrupt something?"

"Uh, no. What would you be interrupting?" Tai asked, breaking out of his trance enough to sit up and pull himself to his feet.

"Whatever, where's the beach ball?" Takeru asked impatiently.

Matt looked around himself, and then saw the wanted object behind one of the coolers. He walked over, grabbed it, and tossed it to his younger version of himself. Takeru caught it. "Thanks. Aren't you guys going to play with us?"

Tai leapt up, back into his usual hyperactive mood. "Hell yeah! Count us in, where's the game at?"

Takeru began walking towards their friends in response. "Come on, then. Game's over here."

Tai followed, skipping, sending sand flipping up onto Matt's drying legs, which were dragging over the sand as he grumbled to himself and shoved his hands into the pockets of his swimming trunks. "Can't even get a decent-length moment alone..."

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Sora, Mimi, Tai, Matt, Takeru, Daisuke, Ken, and Miyako were all engaged in a game of beach ball. Jyou and Koushiro had moved to the sand beside the net, where they sat beside Hikari and Iori.

"So, they just toss the inflated ball around and people hit it back and forth over the net until it touches the sand?" Iori asked again.

Hikari nodded, smiling. "Yeah, that's how the game's played. Of course, someone always gets knocked down, hit over the head, hit in the face, accidentally punched, even once case of accidental kissing, though I don't know how *that* happened..." she glanced strangely at her brother and Matt, who were both fighting for the place the ball was coming to. "So it's always fun to watch," she continued.

Iori nodded, watching as the ball sailed through the air and Takeru leapt up to spike it over the net. "Fascinating," he whispered.

"Yeah," Hikari agreed, watching as a certain purple-haired digidestined cheered for her team and high-fived Takeru.

Iori glanced at her and followed her gaze. He looked back at her, and then chuckled.

"What?" Hikari asked, her voice soft, without having to turn to look at him when she spoke.

"Just because she seems more talkative than you, that doesn't mean she has to be the one to ask you out."

Hikari looked at him, her eyes somewhat wide. "How-"

"Don't worry, I can keep a secret." They smiled at each other in silent understanding, and then turned to watch their friends just as Ken fell onto the dirt and Daisuke fell on top of him. They laughed as Ken scrambled out from under the redhead, blushing, and Dai pouted and whined about falling, even though his mouth kept quirking up into a half-smile.

"So what about you?" Kari asked him, tilting her head to the side to listen to him without having to tear her eyes off of the game.

"What about me what?"

"You know."

She tilted her head towards the right side of the net, where Daisuke, Ken, Takeru and Miyako stood, defending their land from the incoming missle. He was sure she wouldn't mean Daisuke or Ken, because it was more than obvious who they each liked, and it couldn't be Miyako, so...

Iori couldn't help a surprised gasp. Hikari turned to him and smiled, giggling.

"Am I that obvious?"

"No, but I just have feelings about this."

He turned to her, looking a little panicky, but she just said, "If you don't tell, I won't tell."

Iori sighed and turned away, feeling defeated. "Oh, alright. It's a deal."

He reluctantly shook her hand, knowing it was no use to deny what she assumed, since it was true, anyway.

A few feet away, on the rough sand in front of the left side of the volleyball net, the spots that Koushiro and Jyou had occupied were now long-empty, the other two having gone on a walk.

As the sun set on the group of friends, they all reluctantly packed up their belongings and began to trek back to the log cabin.

Suddenly, Iori stopped, glancing around. Takeru stopped beside him. "What is it, Iori?"

"Where are Jyou and Koushiro?" Iori asked, slightly puzzled.

They all stopped and looked around, also noticing the lack of their braniac friends.

Suddenly, they all heard rustling from the dense shrubbery beside them. They all leapt into the air, clutching each other (A/N: Can you guess who would be clutching who?), remembering the unfortunate happenings of the day before.

Jyou and Koushiro emerged, picking at leaves and twigs in their hair and on their clothes.

"Where have you two been?" Taichi asked suspiciously, and if you were really listening, suggestively.

"We just went on a little nature walk, that's all," Koushiro answered, brushing his shirt off.

"Nature walk, uh huh, sure," Matt said sarcastically.

They all turned around and continued their walk to the cabin.

Jyou and Koushiro watched as their friends continued to walk, looking at each other and smiling.

"You'd think we had disheveled hair or something."

"Jyou, we do."

"Well, that's from the branches we had to go through to get back on the main path."

They both shrugged and walked after their friends, smiling radiant smiles to themselves that couldn't be removed if, say, a mountain lion descended on them from the air.

A/N for the end: Longer than I expected. Hope you liked. Thanks to all who have reviewed. R/R please. Ja ne!