I Believe
Chapter 1- Drunk Again
By Area99
Disclaimer- I don't own digimon in anyway and I'm just using the name of McDonalds I don't own it either.
Last night, I remember carrying a stupid drunken into one of those motels. After that, I took a shower in the bathroom so that I can wash all the barf and sweat off my body. When I came out of the shower, I found out that there were no towels in there. So I ended up walking back into the room naked trying to get the face towels that were on the night table. Suddenly, puke girl turned her head sideways then shoot her eyes open and saw me naked. Well except my private part since I was using the small towel to cover it.
Women's instinct: Scream
"God what is wrong with you?!" I shouted as I covered my ears with my fingers, leaving me totally naked. Whoops, wrong move.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. You sick pervert. Are you trying to rape me?!" She said in her high-pitched voice.
"Rape you?! Rape a drunk bitc... Ahhhhhh. My eyes!!!" Before I got to finish my sentence, puke girl sprayed pepper spray into my eyes.
While I was suffering the pain of going half blind she dialed to the police station and said there was a crazy maniac trying to rape her. So I ended up in the police station.
The police officer who was responsible of asking me the questions understood the whole situation.
"I feel so sorry for you kid." The guy said while rubbing his hand against my arm.
"Uhhh. can you stop doing that. It makes me feel uncomfortable." I shrugged away his hand.
"Really? But I think it feels nice." Now he started to feel my lap.
I knew there was no way to get out of this except to act gay.
"It feels nice but I just want to do it in the public." I pouted. Oh my god, I can't believe I'm doing this. "Why don't you meet me at the Diva Dance Club tonight."
"Okay!" You can tell he was about to scream when he heard this, oh well guess I'm just too sexy to resist. .
Then I was free. Then my phone rang.
"Hello?" "So you're the person who tried to rape me yesterday?" "What rape you?! I said I." She cut in before I could finish answering. "Meet me at the McDonalds that's next to the Ginza station at 5:30." (this info about the McDonalds that's next to the Ginza station is not accurate)
I guess this is the only way to tell her that I'm not a rapist.
I was waiting at the door of the McDonalds when someone bumped into me.
"Hey! Watch where you are going!" The girl yelled at me. "Oh, hey blondie"
"First of all it was YOU who bumped into me. Second, my name is not blondie, it's Yamato." "Oh, Yamato eh."
Smack.
"Owww. What did you do that for?!" I was rubbing my soar arm when I said this.
"You should always be responsible for what you've done wrong, instead of blaming on others, y-a-m-a-t-o." She was pointing her index finger into my face.
What kind of girl is this?! She was the one who bumped into me. I didn't bump into her.
Smack.
"Owwww. What did I do wrong this time?"
"You should say sorry, you know. Did your parents teach you manners?"
Hmph. My parents? Teaching me something about manners? They didn't even have the time to take a glance at me. How would they have time to teach me manners?
Smack.
"Owwww. Stoppit."
"You should answer people's questions you know."
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry alright? And no, my parents didn't teach me ANY kind of manners."
"Fine, then I'll be generous enough to teach you some."
"What? No thanks, the." Before I get to finish my sentence, I was dragged into a Japanese restaurant.
"You can take the orders, Yamato."
Then I called the waitress to serve us some sushi and a bottle of rice wine.
"So I want to ask what happened yesterday." She said after a while of silence.
I started to tell the story about how I saved her from being killed by the subway train, blah, blah, blah. And how she got me into trouble by saying I'm her honey then fainted.
"Yah. I kinda remember I said that." She held her head in thought.
Actually she's just my type when she's not drunk.
"You know you look prettier today." I said a statement which I thought was a compliment.
"Are you mocking me?" Giving me the death glare she did yesterday.
"Umm. No."
"So are you hitting on me?" Then she noticed something else that was happening on another table.
"Give me your ID's" She said to two high school girls.
"Why? Do we have to listen to you?" One of the girls said in a mocking tone. "Yah mind your own business." One of the guys shouted.
"Yah, Miss, it's just a dinner between friends." A fat guy said in defense.
"Yah right?! Would you bring your friends to a love motel? Huh? Answer me!" Puke girl shouted.
"We're leaving." The girls said.
"Wait up." The fat guy said. "Com'on Andrew lets go."
"Bitch." The guy so called Andrew said.
"Why you!" Puke girl was about to hit him, when I ran towards her and held her back.
"What are you doing?!" She said
"Stoppit, just let them go." I tried to convince her.
"Okay. Just let me go."
Smack
"Owwww. Now what did I do?" I was rubbing my face now.
"For hitting on me back then."
"Yah whatever. So why were you drunk anyways? I mean yesterday."
Then she started to get emotional. "My boyfriend dumped me yesterday." Then she grabbed the bottle of sake and poured a cup for herself.
"I love. him.sniff.so much." There goes another cup.
"And.sniifff.he..sniff. dumps."Third cup.
I didn't know what to do so I handed her my handkerchief.
"Did you sneeze on this before?" She asked.
"No, it's new."
"So.sniff.. that's.. why.sniff. I got . drunk..sniff."
"Are you done yet? You're getting snoot and tears on my new handkerchief." I asked in a straight forward way.
When she handed the damped handkerchief back, I just can't imagine what's on it.
"Never mind, you can keep it."
Thump.
She fainted again! Not again.
I started poking her head. "Com'on wake up."
No matter how hard I tried she's still deep in her beauty sleep. While I suffered again by carrying her to the motel we went last night.
I went down stairs to buy some medicine for the alcohol. I had her head on my lap while feeding the medicine to her. I saw her lips, her white neck and. While watching her sleep, it may be forward, but this occurred to me, I want to heal her sorrow.
The moment was ruined when she shoot up from the bed and ran towards the bathroom. I ran into the bathroom to see if anything was wrong.
Oh, she's barfing again.
Maybe this isn't going to be as easy as I thought it was, but that was how our relationship started.
Disclaimer- I don't own digimon in anyway and I'm just using the name of McDonalds I don't own it either.
Last night, I remember carrying a stupid drunken into one of those motels. After that, I took a shower in the bathroom so that I can wash all the barf and sweat off my body. When I came out of the shower, I found out that there were no towels in there. So I ended up walking back into the room naked trying to get the face towels that were on the night table. Suddenly, puke girl turned her head sideways then shoot her eyes open and saw me naked. Well except my private part since I was using the small towel to cover it.
Women's instinct: Scream
"God what is wrong with you?!" I shouted as I covered my ears with my fingers, leaving me totally naked. Whoops, wrong move.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. You sick pervert. Are you trying to rape me?!" She said in her high-pitched voice.
"Rape you?! Rape a drunk bitc... Ahhhhhh. My eyes!!!" Before I got to finish my sentence, puke girl sprayed pepper spray into my eyes.
While I was suffering the pain of going half blind she dialed to the police station and said there was a crazy maniac trying to rape her. So I ended up in the police station.
The police officer who was responsible of asking me the questions understood the whole situation.
"I feel so sorry for you kid." The guy said while rubbing his hand against my arm.
"Uhhh. can you stop doing that. It makes me feel uncomfortable." I shrugged away his hand.
"Really? But I think it feels nice." Now he started to feel my lap.
I knew there was no way to get out of this except to act gay.
"It feels nice but I just want to do it in the public." I pouted. Oh my god, I can't believe I'm doing this. "Why don't you meet me at the Diva Dance Club tonight."
"Okay!" You can tell he was about to scream when he heard this, oh well guess I'm just too sexy to resist. .
Then I was free. Then my phone rang.
"Hello?" "So you're the person who tried to rape me yesterday?" "What rape you?! I said I." She cut in before I could finish answering. "Meet me at the McDonalds that's next to the Ginza station at 5:30." (this info about the McDonalds that's next to the Ginza station is not accurate)
I guess this is the only way to tell her that I'm not a rapist.
I was waiting at the door of the McDonalds when someone bumped into me.
"Hey! Watch where you are going!" The girl yelled at me. "Oh, hey blondie"
"First of all it was YOU who bumped into me. Second, my name is not blondie, it's Yamato." "Oh, Yamato eh."
Smack.
"Owww. What did you do that for?!" I was rubbing my soar arm when I said this.
"You should always be responsible for what you've done wrong, instead of blaming on others, y-a-m-a-t-o." She was pointing her index finger into my face.
What kind of girl is this?! She was the one who bumped into me. I didn't bump into her.
Smack.
"Owwww. What did I do wrong this time?"
"You should say sorry, you know. Did your parents teach you manners?"
Hmph. My parents? Teaching me something about manners? They didn't even have the time to take a glance at me. How would they have time to teach me manners?
Smack.
"Owwww. Stoppit."
"You should answer people's questions you know."
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry alright? And no, my parents didn't teach me ANY kind of manners."
"Fine, then I'll be generous enough to teach you some."
"What? No thanks, the." Before I get to finish my sentence, I was dragged into a Japanese restaurant.
"You can take the orders, Yamato."
Then I called the waitress to serve us some sushi and a bottle of rice wine.
"So I want to ask what happened yesterday." She said after a while of silence.
I started to tell the story about how I saved her from being killed by the subway train, blah, blah, blah. And how she got me into trouble by saying I'm her honey then fainted.
"Yah. I kinda remember I said that." She held her head in thought.
Actually she's just my type when she's not drunk.
"You know you look prettier today." I said a statement which I thought was a compliment.
"Are you mocking me?" Giving me the death glare she did yesterday.
"Umm. No."
"So are you hitting on me?" Then she noticed something else that was happening on another table.
"Give me your ID's" She said to two high school girls.
"Why? Do we have to listen to you?" One of the girls said in a mocking tone. "Yah mind your own business." One of the guys shouted.
"Yah, Miss, it's just a dinner between friends." A fat guy said in defense.
"Yah right?! Would you bring your friends to a love motel? Huh? Answer me!" Puke girl shouted.
"We're leaving." The girls said.
"Wait up." The fat guy said. "Com'on Andrew lets go."
"Bitch." The guy so called Andrew said.
"Why you!" Puke girl was about to hit him, when I ran towards her and held her back.
"What are you doing?!" She said
"Stoppit, just let them go." I tried to convince her.
"Okay. Just let me go."
Smack
"Owwww. Now what did I do?" I was rubbing my face now.
"For hitting on me back then."
"Yah whatever. So why were you drunk anyways? I mean yesterday."
Then she started to get emotional. "My boyfriend dumped me yesterday." Then she grabbed the bottle of sake and poured a cup for herself.
"I love. him.sniff.so much." There goes another cup.
"And.sniifff.he..sniff. dumps."Third cup.
I didn't know what to do so I handed her my handkerchief.
"Did you sneeze on this before?" She asked.
"No, it's new."
"So.sniff.. that's.. why.sniff. I got . drunk..sniff."
"Are you done yet? You're getting snoot and tears on my new handkerchief." I asked in a straight forward way.
When she handed the damped handkerchief back, I just can't imagine what's on it.
"Never mind, you can keep it."
Thump.
She fainted again! Not again.
I started poking her head. "Com'on wake up."
No matter how hard I tried she's still deep in her beauty sleep. While I suffered again by carrying her to the motel we went last night.
I went down stairs to buy some medicine for the alcohol. I had her head on my lap while feeding the medicine to her. I saw her lips, her white neck and. While watching her sleep, it may be forward, but this occurred to me, I want to heal her sorrow.
The moment was ruined when she shoot up from the bed and ran towards the bathroom. I ran into the bathroom to see if anything was wrong.
Oh, she's barfing again.
Maybe this isn't going to be as easy as I thought it was, but that was how our relationship started.
