The Dancer and the Playboy II
-By Yo-yo
Disclaimer: If I owned Digimon, which I don't, I'd spend my days reading these instead of writing them.
A/N: here's the next installment, pretty quick huh? Well that's only 'cuz it's four pages long, and I didn't have to think much to write it. Boys if you're reading this, don't knock me on my dialect between the two guys. I'm not a guy; I have no idea what you guys talk about. So just bear with me, they're not gay! Oh yeah and blondes, no offense, but it's funny to make fun of them. O_o ULTIMATE ROWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TAIORA 4 LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Dancer and the Playboy II:
"Her boyfriend/ he don't know/ anything about her needs/ he's too stoned/ Nintendo/ I wish that she could only see/ she's just the flavor of the week."
Sora:
Was it all a dream?
God it had to be! There is no way in the world something so incredible could have happened to me! Going out for a quiet midnight stroll, and haphazardly meeting a totally awesome guy! He was honest, even when he was ashamed of himself, funny, smart, a gentleman. and totally oblivious!
Here he was, Tai Kamiya, Mr. Worthington himself walking some girl home he'd just met on the street. He talked to her like a friend, although he'd never met her before, instilling a trust that even his most "entrusted" of friends still hadn't earned. He spoke to her as an equal, not even thinking of their conflicting social statuses.
It had to be a dream! There's no way that Tai Kamiya would actually take time out of his busy schedule to talk to me! Oh God, I'm turning into a blonde!
.But he didn't take anytime out of his schedule to talk to me. He was upset. He said his girlfriend had just broken up with him. Maybe he just needed someone to talk to, and I was there? Did last night mean anything to him?
"Sora hon, time to get up." Mom called just behind the door.
"Whatever." I muttered, the evil thoughts playing havoc in my head.
Slouching my way to the bathroom, I did my morning routine by trying to bury those thoughts under my mental rug. Stepping into the warm shower, I let the events of last night drench over me like this steamy water.
When we'd finally reached my front door, I turned to him.
"Thanks for the escort, I felt like Princess Di."
He laughed. His beautiful, chocolate-kissed eyes with their tiny flecks of gold glittering in the night seemed to laugh also. His smile was so. God! It's like there's no word in the English language sufficient enough for that adorable lopsided smile.
"But really, it was a nice thing to do even though your day was craptacular."
"Hey you're great company, and a great jogging partner."
"If it wasn't snowing, you'd be telling a different story." I grinned.
"I agree with your statement earlier, the snow did sweep it all away."
"Nice to see you've adopted my philosophy."
"How could I not have with a wonderfully invigorating walk like this one?"
"Ya' know what, I'm not sure."
We stood silent for a few awkward moments, not sure what to do. We didn't look at each other; it was so cute and elementary. I was staring at the tracks we made in the snow, and he was staring at my door. Finally, as if we couldn't take the silence, we said simultaneously,
"I guess-." Then we looked at each other and laughed.
"What were you going to say?" I asked.
"I guess you should be going, your Mom's waiting, huh?" he smiled real sweetly.
"Yeah, got mounds of homework to tackle. I've got a Chemistry test tomorrow." I smiled, hoping he'd take the hint.
"Yeah, so do I." He mumbled.
"Yeah, uh bye." I said turning to my door.
Rummaging in my bag for my keys I could hear his steady breathing behind me, but he made no movement to go. Before I fit the key in the lock I turned to him,
"Tonight was really great."
The look on his face was of frustration. He seemed to be having an internal battle with himself, and he looked so cute doing it. Realizing I'd said something he looked back at me and grinned. "Yeah, whenever you need me, just click those ballet shoes three times."
"Hey, you already forgot my name! I'm Sora, not Dorothy!" I joked.
"Selective memory, I can only remember those angelic amber orbs." He whispered looking deeper into my eyes.
"What?" I breathed.
Suddenly, as if realizing what he just said, his face grew red with embarrassment. "Did I just say that?"
"Yeah." I smiled nervously.
"Don't listen to me, I'm a jackass." He grinned, trying to make a joke.
"Not all democrats are, I'm not." I smiled.
"You have the weirdest sense of humor." He said.
"Thanks, you make me feel special."
Before I knew what happened he leaned forward and placed the quickest kiss on my cheek. Then like an embarrassed third grader, he mumbled a goodbye and dashed off for home.
"Hon, are you done?" My Mom asked on the other side of the bathroom door.
"Yeah, Ma."
"What do you want for breakfast?"
"Nothing."
"Ya' gotta' eat."
Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself off. Towel drying my hair, I put it in a towel, and wrapped another one around my body. Exiting the small chamber, I met my mom in the hall.
"I grab some at school. I gotta' meet Sunny there early, we've got a Chemistry test today. I need to review some of her notes."
"Ok." My mom said, "Your lunch is on the table."
"Thanks Ma."
"Whatever." She said turning to her room.
Going into my room I pulled on my school uniform. Buttoning up my crisp white blouse, I had to pull on my gray pleated skirt. As I shrugged on my hunter's green sweater, I had to pull on it again.
"Ma, next year I'm not taking you with me to get my uniform." I yelled through the closed door. "This skirt is too short!"
"Well throw it to me, I've got a meeting with Kobe's principal, and I need to suck up." She called back.
"I'm sure you'll do enough without the Brittany Spears skirt!" I replied.
"If I wasn't your mother." she began.
"If you weren't my mother what?"
"If I wasn't your mother, I'd laugh." She laughed.
Combing my hair, I pulled it into two buns weaving into one another. Then I pulled on a pair of ratty jeans under my skirt because of the weather.
Stepping out into the kitchen, I found my little brother Kobe sitting with a bowl of cereal. He looked so cute. His dark hair all mushed on one side of his face, the sleep still in his eyes, and an incoherent look on his plump face.
"Hey." I smiled grabbing my lunch.
"Your showers take too long." He mumbled.
"I love you too Squirt." I grinned, ruffling his hair.
"Tell that to someone who cares, Brat." He shrugged reading the cereal box.
Kobe was still in grade school, so he started an hour after I did. He was usually this cranky waking up an hour before he'd like to, and sulked around the house, mumbling about crazy women.
"Bye." I yelled to everyone before leaving the house.
"Oh shut up!" he called back before shoving another spoonful of Sugar Oats in his mouth.
Tai:
" 'Sup man."
"Hey Matt." I sighed pushing my hair away from my eyes.
"Where were you last night? I called and your Moms said you were out for a Walk?"
"I went for a walk." I grinned, thinking of Sora.
"Damn, you move fast."
"What are you talking about?"
"From that grin on your face, you met a girl." Matt's azure blue eyes twinkled with mischief. "Marie breaks up with you at lunch, and by dinnertime your cozying up to some new chick."
"I was not cozying up to anyone." I said, knowing my telltale flush had just confirmed my lie.
"What was her name?"
"Sora." I sighed giving up.
"Was she cute?"
"Do I dare say it? But I must, there are no truer words. Sora was.is. beautiful."
"Did you kiss her?"
I didn't answer that one, but I felt the new flush douse my face. I had kissed her, but not like he was thinking. I hadn't thrust my tongue down her throat and groped her. I'd given her an innocent peck on her cheek, and too embarrassed to look at her again, I ran home.
"How was she?" he grinned.
"Matt, it wasn't like that. I met her in the street and walked her home."
"But you did kiss her?"
"Man, I'm not gunna' kiss and tell, I'm not some boy-crazy chick."
"Well I hope not, but you do kiss and tell. You told me only moments after when you first kissed Marie, Carol, Brenda, and Imogen. You always tell."
"Well this was different, she was different." I sighed looking away.
"Are you going to see her again?"
"Who?"
"That girl, Sora."
"I don't think so, I think it was just a one time thing. I don't really know anything about her."
"You've really fallen for her."
"What?"
"I've never seen you so bummed about not seeing a girl before. You always go out with chicks you don't really like, but are really hot. You didn't even care when Marie broke up with you. Now you spend a little time with this new girl and you're sighing all over the place. You really like her, and you want to see her again."
"Matt, I'm a guy, I made a pact never to fall for any girl. Plus she's gone now, all I have of her is a name, and I couldn't care less.
"If I hadn't been your best friend since kindergarten, I wouldn't know that you're lying your ass off!"
"Matt." I groaned.
"I'm gunna' lay off, but ya' gotta' find her, I've never seen you truly smile about a girl."
"Whatever."
TBC.
A/N: hey, how'd you like this one? It was kinda' ok. I'm gunna' start typing the next one, and hopefully finish the next chapter to love story. I've decided that I'm gunna' try to update something every week. Maybe not Digimon, but something all the same. Please R&R, summer is boring, and I have nothing to keep me from killing myself . except these reviews.
Disclaimer: If I owned Digimon, which I don't, I'd spend my days reading these instead of writing them.
A/N: here's the next installment, pretty quick huh? Well that's only 'cuz it's four pages long, and I didn't have to think much to write it. Boys if you're reading this, don't knock me on my dialect between the two guys. I'm not a guy; I have no idea what you guys talk about. So just bear with me, they're not gay! Oh yeah and blondes, no offense, but it's funny to make fun of them. O_o ULTIMATE ROWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TAIORA 4 LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Dancer and the Playboy II:
"Her boyfriend/ he don't know/ anything about her needs/ he's too stoned/ Nintendo/ I wish that she could only see/ she's just the flavor of the week."
Sora:
Was it all a dream?
God it had to be! There is no way in the world something so incredible could have happened to me! Going out for a quiet midnight stroll, and haphazardly meeting a totally awesome guy! He was honest, even when he was ashamed of himself, funny, smart, a gentleman. and totally oblivious!
Here he was, Tai Kamiya, Mr. Worthington himself walking some girl home he'd just met on the street. He talked to her like a friend, although he'd never met her before, instilling a trust that even his most "entrusted" of friends still hadn't earned. He spoke to her as an equal, not even thinking of their conflicting social statuses.
It had to be a dream! There's no way that Tai Kamiya would actually take time out of his busy schedule to talk to me! Oh God, I'm turning into a blonde!
.But he didn't take anytime out of his schedule to talk to me. He was upset. He said his girlfriend had just broken up with him. Maybe he just needed someone to talk to, and I was there? Did last night mean anything to him?
"Sora hon, time to get up." Mom called just behind the door.
"Whatever." I muttered, the evil thoughts playing havoc in my head.
Slouching my way to the bathroom, I did my morning routine by trying to bury those thoughts under my mental rug. Stepping into the warm shower, I let the events of last night drench over me like this steamy water.
When we'd finally reached my front door, I turned to him.
"Thanks for the escort, I felt like Princess Di."
He laughed. His beautiful, chocolate-kissed eyes with their tiny flecks of gold glittering in the night seemed to laugh also. His smile was so. God! It's like there's no word in the English language sufficient enough for that adorable lopsided smile.
"But really, it was a nice thing to do even though your day was craptacular."
"Hey you're great company, and a great jogging partner."
"If it wasn't snowing, you'd be telling a different story." I grinned.
"I agree with your statement earlier, the snow did sweep it all away."
"Nice to see you've adopted my philosophy."
"How could I not have with a wonderfully invigorating walk like this one?"
"Ya' know what, I'm not sure."
We stood silent for a few awkward moments, not sure what to do. We didn't look at each other; it was so cute and elementary. I was staring at the tracks we made in the snow, and he was staring at my door. Finally, as if we couldn't take the silence, we said simultaneously,
"I guess-." Then we looked at each other and laughed.
"What were you going to say?" I asked.
"I guess you should be going, your Mom's waiting, huh?" he smiled real sweetly.
"Yeah, got mounds of homework to tackle. I've got a Chemistry test tomorrow." I smiled, hoping he'd take the hint.
"Yeah, so do I." He mumbled.
"Yeah, uh bye." I said turning to my door.
Rummaging in my bag for my keys I could hear his steady breathing behind me, but he made no movement to go. Before I fit the key in the lock I turned to him,
"Tonight was really great."
The look on his face was of frustration. He seemed to be having an internal battle with himself, and he looked so cute doing it. Realizing I'd said something he looked back at me and grinned. "Yeah, whenever you need me, just click those ballet shoes three times."
"Hey, you already forgot my name! I'm Sora, not Dorothy!" I joked.
"Selective memory, I can only remember those angelic amber orbs." He whispered looking deeper into my eyes.
"What?" I breathed.
Suddenly, as if realizing what he just said, his face grew red with embarrassment. "Did I just say that?"
"Yeah." I smiled nervously.
"Don't listen to me, I'm a jackass." He grinned, trying to make a joke.
"Not all democrats are, I'm not." I smiled.
"You have the weirdest sense of humor." He said.
"Thanks, you make me feel special."
Before I knew what happened he leaned forward and placed the quickest kiss on my cheek. Then like an embarrassed third grader, he mumbled a goodbye and dashed off for home.
"Hon, are you done?" My Mom asked on the other side of the bathroom door.
"Yeah, Ma."
"What do you want for breakfast?"
"Nothing."
"Ya' gotta' eat."
Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself off. Towel drying my hair, I put it in a towel, and wrapped another one around my body. Exiting the small chamber, I met my mom in the hall.
"I grab some at school. I gotta' meet Sunny there early, we've got a Chemistry test today. I need to review some of her notes."
"Ok." My mom said, "Your lunch is on the table."
"Thanks Ma."
"Whatever." She said turning to her room.
Going into my room I pulled on my school uniform. Buttoning up my crisp white blouse, I had to pull on my gray pleated skirt. As I shrugged on my hunter's green sweater, I had to pull on it again.
"Ma, next year I'm not taking you with me to get my uniform." I yelled through the closed door. "This skirt is too short!"
"Well throw it to me, I've got a meeting with Kobe's principal, and I need to suck up." She called back.
"I'm sure you'll do enough without the Brittany Spears skirt!" I replied.
"If I wasn't your mother." she began.
"If you weren't my mother what?"
"If I wasn't your mother, I'd laugh." She laughed.
Combing my hair, I pulled it into two buns weaving into one another. Then I pulled on a pair of ratty jeans under my skirt because of the weather.
Stepping out into the kitchen, I found my little brother Kobe sitting with a bowl of cereal. He looked so cute. His dark hair all mushed on one side of his face, the sleep still in his eyes, and an incoherent look on his plump face.
"Hey." I smiled grabbing my lunch.
"Your showers take too long." He mumbled.
"I love you too Squirt." I grinned, ruffling his hair.
"Tell that to someone who cares, Brat." He shrugged reading the cereal box.
Kobe was still in grade school, so he started an hour after I did. He was usually this cranky waking up an hour before he'd like to, and sulked around the house, mumbling about crazy women.
"Bye." I yelled to everyone before leaving the house.
"Oh shut up!" he called back before shoving another spoonful of Sugar Oats in his mouth.
Tai:
" 'Sup man."
"Hey Matt." I sighed pushing my hair away from my eyes.
"Where were you last night? I called and your Moms said you were out for a Walk?"
"I went for a walk." I grinned, thinking of Sora.
"Damn, you move fast."
"What are you talking about?"
"From that grin on your face, you met a girl." Matt's azure blue eyes twinkled with mischief. "Marie breaks up with you at lunch, and by dinnertime your cozying up to some new chick."
"I was not cozying up to anyone." I said, knowing my telltale flush had just confirmed my lie.
"What was her name?"
"Sora." I sighed giving up.
"Was she cute?"
"Do I dare say it? But I must, there are no truer words. Sora was.is. beautiful."
"Did you kiss her?"
I didn't answer that one, but I felt the new flush douse my face. I had kissed her, but not like he was thinking. I hadn't thrust my tongue down her throat and groped her. I'd given her an innocent peck on her cheek, and too embarrassed to look at her again, I ran home.
"How was she?" he grinned.
"Matt, it wasn't like that. I met her in the street and walked her home."
"But you did kiss her?"
"Man, I'm not gunna' kiss and tell, I'm not some boy-crazy chick."
"Well I hope not, but you do kiss and tell. You told me only moments after when you first kissed Marie, Carol, Brenda, and Imogen. You always tell."
"Well this was different, she was different." I sighed looking away.
"Are you going to see her again?"
"Who?"
"That girl, Sora."
"I don't think so, I think it was just a one time thing. I don't really know anything about her."
"You've really fallen for her."
"What?"
"I've never seen you so bummed about not seeing a girl before. You always go out with chicks you don't really like, but are really hot. You didn't even care when Marie broke up with you. Now you spend a little time with this new girl and you're sighing all over the place. You really like her, and you want to see her again."
"Matt, I'm a guy, I made a pact never to fall for any girl. Plus she's gone now, all I have of her is a name, and I couldn't care less.
"If I hadn't been your best friend since kindergarten, I wouldn't know that you're lying your ass off!"
"Matt." I groaned.
"I'm gunna' lay off, but ya' gotta' find her, I've never seen you truly smile about a girl."
"Whatever."
TBC.
A/N: hey, how'd you like this one? It was kinda' ok. I'm gunna' start typing the next one, and hopefully finish the next chapter to love story. I've decided that I'm gunna' try to update something every week. Maybe not Digimon, but something all the same. Please R&R, summer is boring, and I have nothing to keep me from killing myself . except these reviews.