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A/N: I worked really hard on this fic so I'm hoping to get a lot of reviews. My inspiration for this story was 'A walk to Remember' so you can…YIKES! I don't want to spoil it so read, read, read! P.S: this takes place in an alternate universe… this means no digimon, and the attitudes are a different.
~Prologue ~
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I still remember…'her'. She showed me how to become a better person, a better friend, but most importantly; she showed me the true meaning of love, and how it felt like to be loved. Yes, it has been 5 years, but I will never forget, Hikari Kamiya.
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*Sigh* detention for me again, as usual. I thought to myself. What's the big deal anyway? I've haven't been in class for a week, missed all my homework, and flunked the math test. So what? I Takeru Takaishi wouldn't waste my time on such use-less things, and besides, I'm 17 and not getting any younger. You only live life once, right? I was twirling my pencil around, staring at the clock. The classroom was silent except for the slow ticking of the clock. The silence was soon broken, when Ms. Onoda, my math teacher entered along with Hikari Kamiya.
Hikari had always been the quiet type, who often read, It was rare to see her without a book in her hand. To put it in simple terms, she was the outcast. She was wearing her usual pink sweater, and long white dress. Her short brown hair was down. She was in my class ever since third grade. But I never paid much attention to her. In fact, no one did.
"Takeru, I have something very important to discuss with you." Ms. Onoda said; Kari still by her side. I was wondering what she wanted now. "Your going to have a tutor, from now on." she said glaring at me, with her dark green eyes. "What the hell? I don't need one." I yelled out. "Yes you do, your failing and if .you don't get your grades up I'm afraid you cannot graduate." "And who the hell is going to tutor me?" I said hoping it wouldn't be some annoying teacher. Teachers…they're always getting on your case. "Hikari Kamiya, she's a very good student, I'm sure she'd be able to help you. "Oh great." I said sarcastically. "Hikari I'll give you some time to talk wit Takeru." Hikari nodded, and Ms. Onoda left the room. "Hello Takeru" Hikari said smiling. "Hi" I said, not even bothering to look at here. "So, I guess your having some trouble with school." "Wow! You got it Einstein!" I said rolling my eyes. "Look, with a little help, you can pass. I believe in you." This time I looked at her. "Well maybe, I don't need help! And you don't even know me!" "Yes I do, your Takeru Ishida, 17 years old, a popular rebel who thinks that failing school is no big problem. After all, if at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Yes I do know you. You've been in my class since third grade. "Look, you've been reading too much of those fairy tales of yours. I said that I don't need your help!. "Fairy tales always have morals for you to learn, and that's what you need. I'll be at your house by four." And at that Kari left the room. Ah dammit, I thought to myself.
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My apartment smelt of fresh baked cookies. "Honey, I baked some cookies for you and your tutor. She seems like a very nice girl. "Yeah, Thanks mom." Suddenly the doorbell rang, and a couple of knocks followed. I opened the door and standing outside was Kari, carrying some books. "Oh, hi" I said while chewing on my cookie. "Come in." "Oh why hello dear." Mom said waving. "Hello Ms. Ishida." Kari said smiling back. "Please don't call me that, that hasn't been my last name for years now!" "Mom!" I interrupted. I hated it whenever she would mention dad, or anything that had something to do with him. "Oh, well call me Nancy please." Mom said smiling, while handing me the plate of cookies." "Well you two better get started."
Kari followed me to the living room. She laid the books on the table. "Okay, let's start of with math." "Yeah sure." I said grabbing another cookie.
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"So you multiply 2x by…" "Can we take a break, please?" I asked. Kari had been explaining for an hour already. "Ok, fine." she said closing the book, and putting it down. The room was silent except for my mom's humming which could be heard from the kitchen. "Are you kids alright?" she asked. "Yeah mom, were fine." I answered. Kari got up and picked up an old family photo, which was sitting on the shelf. "Who's this cute little boy? He looks so happy." Kari asked. "That's me." I said turning on the T.V. "You looks o happy with your whole family." "Well that was before and now my dad and my brother are both gone." "Oh, what happened to them?" Kari asked. "My father's gone, divorced, and my brother…I paused for a while. He's gone forever." I thought about Matt, and how I missed him so much. "What happened to him?" "He was like me, a rebel, a trouble maker. But one day is pranks got the best of him…he died in a car accident." I stopped, crushing the now empty can of soda I was drinking. "Oh…I'm very sorry." Kari said putting her hand on my shoulder. "But I'm here to help you, not only with school work I mean." I stared at her comforting eyes. "Thanks" I muttered. At that point, my feelings changed. Maybe I misunderstood her…maybe.
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A/N: To be continued. I need about 10 reviews to continue o_O