Disclaimer: Hey y'all no I never did and never will own digimon… unfortunately… or any of the songs or copyrighted things that I'm forgetting to mention…
WTL: Is anyone else starting to miss the old digidestined? I mean I am… I mean…
Li: She means she's home sick…
WTL: Yeah that too… but would it be home sick or digi sick…? Is there a difference?
Li: I dunno…
Biyo: -_-'''
WTL: On with the story…
Girls Weekend Out8:30, all of the gang, arriving at Narima mall…
It was another normal day at the mall. People were walking back and forth talking and yapping to their friends, bright lights piercing the building making it nearly as bright inside as out, music played over the speakers that were arranged all around the mall, but little did anyone know that an invasion was about to occur. Unknowing people were milling around, sauntering to and fro, unsuspecting of the tornado that was about to hit. Two completely different security guards were on duty. One of the security guards, with a nametag that said Bob Talakishy, was sitting behind the "official" security guard desk, beer belly hanging out. He sat feet on the table, tipped back on his chair pretending to look at the many computer screens in front of him while he sat eating his sugar and chocolate covered donut. The other security guard, Tim Kalshone, just glanced disdainfully at his fellow employee sat in his chair, and straightened his shirt and patrolled the two front doors. He stood straight up, brown hair slicked back, beefy legs and arms keeping a brisk pace on the floor. He glanced once out the clear glass front doors, glanced back at Tim, and then glanced back through the door. Unfortunately for him he failed to see the sleek blue convertible, and whitish-grey car that drove past the entrance to the mall, music blaring, and girls giggling.
Tim, failed to notice, but Bob didn't. When Tim saw the white, scared face of his companion, he went over and asked what was wrong.
"They're here. Them!" Tim suddenly felt a little funny, and Bob shuddered. As if to add to the mood, the song that was blaring over all the loudspeakers, changed in mid-song, and there was pure silence, well as silent as you could get in a mall, that is.
"Who's here? I don't see anyone." (Tim)
"A security guards worse nightmare." Then with a pudgy shaking finger, that still has some sugary residue on it, he pointed at the four girls who were making their way to the mall followed by four rather frazzled looking boys.
"Those girls? They don't look that scary! I could snap them in two within 3 seconds!" (Tim)
"Speak for yourself." (Bob)
With a sniff of disdain, Tim headed toward the grand glass doors of the mall, and had just about reached them when four shrieking, giggling tornadoes hurled themselves past him. Giving a high-pitched shriek of fear, which sounded hilariously like a little girls and made Bob smirk through his pure terror, Tim leaped out of the way and sat cowering on the floor behind the fountain. Then the loudspeakers blared full blast making Tim jump approximately ten feet in the air. He watched as the four girls stopped in the middle of the great mall level, and took a deep breath of fresh air, waiting impatiently for the four boys who seemed to look as if they had been dragged through watching the Titanic for the tenth time in a row.
The girls, 8:00, Narima mall…Mimi inhaled the recycled, and air-conditioned mall air, as she walked briskly through the airy, people-filled mall. She didn't have to glance back to know that Matt was right behind her, (that's what she thought at least-he was actually a couple feet away swatting at various girls who kept trying to get some odd piece of cloth off him, fans). Her long slim legs were covered in dark blue bellbottoms, and her hips and waist were accented with a thin silver belt that she liked to call her lucky "mall" belt. On top the teenage social queen wore a white tank top that was covered in bright pink sparkles that flashed as the various lights passed to and fro over her. Smiling she started creating the floor plan for where she'd take Matt on this bright and beautiful Sunday morning, as she tossed her long pinkish brown hair, that was half up in bon-bons.
Sora adjusted the small black backpack that she was carrying as she waited for Tai to stop drooling at the sports window. Impatiently she tapped her feet, which were covered in dark black boots that went to her knees. She was wearing a dark grey skirt, and a white 3-quarter-sleeve boat neck t-shirt. Her hair was held back in a simple black headband, which kept the hair out of her eyes, the two of which were currently scanning the mall for which store looked interesting. Scanning the lower level she spotted Matt and Mimi as they walked, no ran, from store to store as if they were being chased by a herd of buffalo, she gave a little laugh as she noticed the condition Matt was in from his many shrieking fans. Then she scanned the floor above them and spotted Kari skipping down the hall, dragging T.K. along as if she'd like nothing better then to do this all day, then her eyes went one level up and she thought she saw an explosion coming from an electronics store, but she knew better then to suspect that anyone she knew would do something like that. Finally her eyes lit upon the highest floor of the mall, and she was just about to give up, when her eyes landed on the store. Stamping her feet she dragged Tai away to the elevator ignoring his whining and complaining as she headed for her destination.
Kari tripped happily through the mall, feeling as light as the pink and white butterflies embroidered onto her blue jean capris. She wore a glittery pink belt that seemed to reflect her mood, and her light pink shirt brought out the sparkle in her eyes. She let herself have a brief laugh as she felt T.K.'s warm hand in hers. Flinging her head around her hair, which was in two small pigtails, whipped around as if she were trapped in a whirlwind of light and happiness. Her sockless feet seemed to fly over the floor in their pristine white tennis shoeness. Glimpsing a flashing store sign over her head she veered into the store with T.K. right behind her, not noticing the look of torture that was showing on his face.
Yolei on the other side of the mall, was being a bit more kind on her "boys" at least for the moment that is, as all three of them were in a technology store looking at different computer models. This computer nerd of a girl was dressed to stand out in a crowd with her green tights, purple miniskirt and turquoise shirt with a few words across the front of it ((Men are Like Parking Spaces, All the Good Ones are Taken*^^ I liked it okay? Oh and I have NO idea who holds that copyright, but most CERTAINLY NOT me)). On her feet were purplish-black sneakers, (Skechers and she was proud of them), and her hair was tied up in two braids that went to her ears, the rest flowing down about her shoulders in lavender waves. Smiling she watched as Izzy and Ken ran frantically around looking at the newest and latest technology, at least in computers that is. Luckily for them they didn't see the look on Yolei's face or else they would have became just a tad worried, as she was eyeing the cosmetic store across the way.
Matt, following Mimi…Matt brushed his hand through his spiky blond hair, and sighed as he tried to keep up with Mimi's mad dash of a pace. Struggling to keep up with his lady of choice, he dashed panting like a dog to and fro, trying not to crash into anybody. At the same time he had to fend off all his rabid fans, since they seemed to have some kind of radar that told them when he was within fifteen feet of them. Panting in an effort to catch his breath he didn't look at the glowing pink sign above the smooth glass doors and dashed into the store two steps behind Mimi, then he noticed something seemed a little funny, the air seemed to be different. Then it dawned on him. His azure blue eyes slowly went from Mimi's sandal covered, nail-polished feet, to her jean clad knees, up to her glittery covered stomach and finally he met her assured liquid gold stare, but never once did he glance at her arms, for he KNEW what she was going to say. But no matter what precautions he COULD have taken in that situation, the words that every boy hated to hear came out of her mouth, and THEN he was forced to look at her hands. Her small delicate beautiful hands held, in one hand, a frilly purple thing-a-mig and in the other, a lacy red whatchamacallit, known as lingerie. He had stumbled into Victoria's Secrets.
"Matt which do you think I would look better in?" And that was the last that Matt could remember before the darkness mercifully enveloped him, as he slipped to the floor.
Matt laughed out loud as he sat in the sunny field. Everything was perfect, he had his guitar, and Mimi was next to him laughing and talking along with him. In the distance he could see his whole family splashing around in a small lake, and next to him were Gabumon and Palmon. His fingers skillfully flew over his guitar strumming a beautiful song that he had written for Mimi, just yesterday. Smiling at her he was rewarded by a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh Matt this is the best! Matt? Matt? Can you hear me?" Matt dropped his guitar as a shaking seemed to overcome him, and turning he saw that everyone had disappeared. All that was left of his wonderful dream was a lingering calling of "Matt, matt, matt". Then the blue-eyed singer screamed as lingerie started to rain from the sky enveloping him. Running frantically and trying to get away from the x-rated things he ran further and further, his ears filling with the one repeated phrase over and over. "Matt, matt, matt…"
"Matt! Matt! Matt wake up! Come on I didn't scare you that bad! Matt, Matt, Matt!" Mimi shook Matt trying to wake him up out of his dead faint. A huge crowd had grown all around them, and the worried looking manager hovered over her shoulder.
"Excuse me ma'am, I'm going to call security if that man doesn't wake up soon!" Mimi looked up at the snotty storeowner who had a long straight refined nose which she was currently using to stare down in what SHOULD have been an intimidating matter, not that much could intimidate Mimi was in her element, anyway, and that NOSE! Mimi made a face, she could bet money on the fact that the store owner had gotten plastic surgery for. She hated people who acted as if they ruled the world! That job was left for HER and her ALONE! NO ONE would enter into her realm.
"I'm sorry did you say something, Ms.-" Mimi glanced at the woman's name tag and smiled charmingly, "Ms. Uhayze? I was to busy trying to wake my friend up. Of course you didn't I'm sure that if you did it would be to get someone to help me wake him up, because you know this would be bad publicity." Then as she noticed that Matt was waking up, she shot one last barb and turned back to her boy. "Besides my mother influences the clothing choices of MANY of her colleagues. I'm sure you wouldn't want to go out of business, now would you? That would be very inconvenient." Smirking at the dumbfound face of the manager she softly said, "Matt feeling better? You took a little nap right after I asked you something."
"Mom? Is that you? Can I have five more minutes? Thank you, mommy…" Matt rolled over as Mimi was left mouthing the word "Mommy?" the women across from her just shrugged.
"No Matt, it's time to get up. Come on, you've had enough sleep already." Mimi struggled to keep her voice calm and patient though she was starting to become just the teeniest bit mad, and being called mom didn't exactly suit the pretty teenage girl. Poking the resisting teenage boy she finally lost her temper.
"MATT ISHIDA YOU WILL WAKE UP NOW!!! WE HAVE ALREADY WASTED TO MUCH TIME, NOW GET UP!!!!!" With that Matt hopped up and saluted his mistress. Shaking the sleep out of his blue eyes he sat up. Giving Mimi his most charming smile he said, "Hey pretty one, are you done yet?"
Sighing, Mimi blushed as she lightly hit him on the shoulder. "Oh you, fine fine fine, let's go." With that they both exited Victoria Secret's and wandered off somewhere else.
Taichi Kamiya, following his "beloved" Sora…
Tai leaned against the cool golden metal rail of the elevator, as he discreetly studied the girl who was across from him. Looking at her kind warmth filled red eyes it was hard to imagine that she could torture ANYONE, much less the one boy that she loved more then anyone else. Little did he know, the poor sad unsuspecting teenage soccer player, what ideas his beloved had in store for him. Hearing a slight ding, Tai prepared to leave the elevator and head to the sports store, because he just knew how much Sora loved going there. But Sora had other ideas, grabbing Tai's arm, she dragged him towards the opposite end of the mall, where she stopped in front of a store entitled, "Diamonds Are a Girls Best Friend". The whole store seemed to be made of clear glass windows, and sparkling metal, and gold. Two imposing security guards stood on either side of the clear silver and gold doors. Trembling at what he knew was in store for him, Tai held out a shaking hand and carefully placed his rough, callused hand on the door. He tried to ignore the security guards who were currently eyeing him evily, and pulled open the door for Sora. She went in and immediately got ensnared by one of the many salespeople. Tai gulped, and cleaned his fingerprints off the door handle with his shirt and then quickly entered the store, trying to ignore the humongous bodyguards that were still staring at him.
Sora…
Sora glanced around the store that shimmered and sparkled in the light. Smiling joyously she nodded smartly at the middle-aged lady who came up to help her. Following the sales lady, whose I.D. told her that her name was Mrs. Tamalahi, she sat herself down in front of the section that contained the diamond necklaces. Hardly able to contain her astonishment at the beautiful stones she took a deep breath. Pointing at a beautiful heart shaped pendant, that was encrusted in light blue diamonds, and hung on a this silvery white chain, she delicately fingered the pendant. It was cool and light to touch, sending up a shiver down her spine. Turning around she saw Tai looking handsome as ever, though something seemed the matter with him. His eyes were dilated, and he had broken out in a light sweat. She just attributed it to the fact that he had never seen such beautiful diamonds before. Turning around she held out the beautiful necklace for Tai to see.
"What do you think? It's beautiful isn't it?"
"Uhhhhh….."
Raising an eyebrow, Sora shrugged and went back to studying the necklaces. Hours passed until finally, Tai looked at the clock. Frantic he turned Sora in her chair, knelt down and said, "Sora you look BEAUTIFUL in that necklace! I mean you just sparkle and shine with such a beauty that just lets everyone KNOW that it isn't the necklace that is beautiful, but you!"
Looking at her shining face, he was relieved to see she believed him, not that he had been lying mind you, because she really did look beautiful in it. The necklace itself was a thin silver rope, with a small pendant that lay perfectly in the hollow of her neck. The pendant was butterfly shaped, with tiny diamonds colored pure amber, sapphire, green, and amethyst, and in the middle where the body would have been was a small heart of pure diamond. No color marred its beauty where it sparkled when the light hit its many facets. Relieved Tai brought out his wallet as Sora took the necklace to the register. Not paying attention at all to the two yapping, he was formulating a plan in his mind at how to get past the bodyguards. Finally when he heard the lady say, "will you be paying with cash or credit?" he turned to face her, hand in his wallet and saw for the first time the amount he would have to pay. The world slowed, and his eyes dilated even further as the number stood out against the blank white of the paper. Tai couldn't move, frozen in shock he just stuttered, "n-n-n-n-n-n-!"
Sora seeing that Tai was just unable to pay, stepped forward, and tried to gently take the wallet out of his hands, when it didn't work she gave up and just wrenched it out. Glaring at Tai, she rifled through the wallet and said, "He'll be paying by cash." Then she took out every single piece of money that was in the poor worn out leather wallet and handed it all to the lady.
"Thank you, and have a nice day."
"No, thank YOU." With that Sora skipped happily out of the prestigious store, and with a wink to the bodyguards she disappeared down the escalator, not even realizing that Tai wasn't there. No, he was still back in the store, frozen in shock, his hand grasping his now empty wallet, one thing running through his mind: the death march. He didn't even notice when the two burly bodyguards bodily hurled him out the crystal doors, at Sora's impatient feet. He just lay there… stunned and contemplating suicide.
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WTL: Sorry that took so long to post… I'm in the midst of a massive writer's block….. I'll try to get T.K., Ken, and Koushirou's part up as soon as I can… R&R please! Arigatou!
