OK, a little group of errors hath caught mine eye, thus I returned to the
Internet to find the chapters all scrambled up. Therefore, I took it off,
fixed it, and placed it back. So here is the tenth chapter… a little longer
than usual, but I decided to lengthen the chapters. YAY! But of course,
that means that it will take longer for me to post. Hehe. Sorry. I like the
new Chapter Titles.
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Sora was busily returning the books she was reading to the shelves. After all, the lunch period was nearly ended. She couldn't afford to be late. Detention was bad enough. Hurriedly, she stuffed her psychology book into her bag and scurried out the doors regretfully. Because of meeting that stupid Yamato Ishida, she hadn't been able absorb much.
As she walked down the corridor, she slammed right into Aki, who had come searching for her.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I just wasn't—oh, hi Sora!" she said brightly. Sora looked at her for several seconds then sighed. "I can't stay mad at you, Aki. It's not your fault that he's a humongous jerk who thinks that the world falls at his feet."
Aki gave her a big smile. "Thanks, Sora! Don't judge him too quickly. He can be nice, too. He's a little angry at what you're called him."
Sora shrugged. "Am I supposed to care?"
"All right, Sora." Aki turned her around and faced her squarely, hands on her hips. "What exactly happened last Friday that closed down your trait of giving people second chances? It must be really bad that you'd be like that to a new student."
Sora sighed. "Look, Aki, I'll just tell you after school. The bell will go off pretty soon. I'm not up to facing Professor Nieko at the moment."
"Sora, you have all the time to tell me. School is canceled for today, thanks to Mimi's and our favorite blond rock star's fame. The fan girls can do nothing but search for them in the wrong area. You guys had a hand in that, huh?"
"OUR favorite blond rock star?" Sora arched her eyebrow. "Well, at least YOUR favorite blond rock star is good for one thing. I didn't get a chance to study for that test Professor Nieko is giving. Man, imagine that he's good for such a slacker thing. That's all he's good for, I guess."
Aki looked exasperated. "Sora, he's not even here to get offended. Why are you insulting him?"
"Can't I just express my hate for the pig?"
"Whatever."
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"School's canceled?" Davis exclaimed. "All right! To the soccer field! Kari, are you coming with me?" he smiled at her in what he hoped was a handsome and winning smile.
Kari looked at him, confused. "Davis? Are you all right? Your face looks kind of…weird."
"What she means to say," Yolei put in, "but is too polite to do so, being Kari, is that you look kind of look like you swallowed one of Mrs. Kamiya's infamous health shakes while sipping raw lemons."
TK burst out laughing. "On the mark!"
Davis pouted. "Well, Jun thinks that it's not that bad a smile."
"That was a smile? I thought you were going to be sick, Davis. And since when did you start asking Jun about that kind of advice?"
"Shut up. TL."
Kari looked regretful. "Anyway, sorry Davis. I can't go with you to the soccer field." She brightened up. "But I'll be going with TK to meet his brother, so that's not so bad." She gave TK a lovely smile, taking his hand. TK thought that he could see steam leaving his somewhat friend's ears. "Are you all right, Davis?"
"Of course I am, TR. Why wouldn't I be all right? I'm not happy, though, because you're taking MY girl with you." Davis glared at TK, who looked kind of confused.
"Huh?" TK scratched his hat with his other free hand. He asked with a puzzled look on his face, "What are you talking about, Davis? What do you mean by that? She's just Kari," looking generally and authentically confused. (A/N: CLUELESS!!!!)
Kari sighed. "Davis, once and for all, I am NOT your girl."
Davis shrugged. "Well, it's fun to pretend. Who knows when it will become reality?" (A/N: God forbid!)
"God forbid!" Yolei teased. (A/N: Hey! I said that! GAYA-GAYA!)
Davis continued pouting as they walked down the school entrance. Opening the double doors, they were relieved to find out that all the fans had disappeared. The front of the school was totally deserted by the mob. There was just the usual amount of students going home due to the announcement made by Principal Takako, the principal of the elementary and middle school of Odaiba. TK and Kari turned down the sidewalk and Davis gaped as Yolei turned to follow them.
"Well, see ya, Davis!" Yolei grinned and followed Kari and TK.
"Hold it!" Davis yelled, causing his friends to stop and look at him curiously. "Where are you all going?"
"Yeah, Davis?" TK inquired. "We're going to meet my brother. Didn't we just tell you?"
"What about Yolei?" Davis was fuming. "Why is she going, too? Who's going to go with me?"
"No one, I guess!" Yolei stuck her fingers into a V sign as she clung to TK's arm, turning the corner. "See ya, Davis!"
"Wha?" Davis yelped. "If Kari and Yolei are coming, then I'm coming, too!" he ran to catch up with them. "WAIT FOR MEEEEEEE!!!!"
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Tai cheerfully bounced his soccer ball from knee to knee, whistling the Digimon Theme song. He had a reason to be happy. After all, the cancellation of classes also included his detention service, too. Grinning, he kneed the ball high enough to hit it with his head, just for kicks. (A/N: Hehe.)
He briefly wondered where Davis was, but then decided that he was probably off chasing Kari or something. He normally didn't like guys paying attention to his younger sister, but he knew that Davis knew that if he tried anything funny, Tai would be there to merrily beat him up.
Musing deeply, he thought about the recent turn of events. He was now friends with a rock star and a supermodel-like actress, a large-mouthed girl with the shiniest black hair, two incredibly intelligent and nerdy students who loved the old Digimon series, two exchange students, one from Greece and the other from Ireland, both never have dated in their lives, and an equally smart girl named Sora who was surprisingly sneaky.
Who'd have thought of that?
What Tai would have really liked, though, was to meet a world famous classical composer, or at least, a composer. Tai wanted to try out the piano or the violin, but when you think about it, he never knew how to carry a tune in a bucket, moreover, a bathtub. He decided to settle with soccer, another thing he was good at.
Sighing despite his unbelievable turn of luck, Tai sat down on a park bench and stretched out with his arms there kicking his soccer ball between two well-trained feet. He was enjoying the peace while mulling over his problem about the composer. (A/N: He'll come up soon. Ten points are up for grabs! I've said that before, eh? Well then, I'd say it again!)
He closed his eyes. A few moments later, he heard some rustling sounds and the familiar tune of sneaker hitting soccer ball. Unfortunately for the soccer player he couldn't see, Tai's feet were in the way and before Tai could open his eyes and know that he was about to trip someone, the someone came flying past and landed with a loud WHUMPH on the floor.
Tai's eyes flew open and he hurriedly stood, running to where the kid had fallen. "Hey, man, are you all right?" He bent down to check if the kid was unconscious. He looked around Kari's age and had longish, even, blackish- purple hair. (A/N: Here's the ten-pointer: Who is he? DUH!!!) The kid's eyes opened to reveal hazy violet eyes. To Tai, the kid seemed kind of familiar. He looked kind of dazed. "Huh?" he made out.
Tai winced at the temporary amnesia he had given the kid. "Sorry, pal. I didn't know you were coming, so I had no time to draw back my feet. Are you OK?"
The kid slowly stood up. He was wearing a maroon sweatshirt that was a little oversized and a nice pair of slacks ruined by his sudden accidental and unwilling "urge" to kiss the ground. "I'm all right. Sorry I interrupted your daydreaming, or whatever." The kid smiled softly. "I didn't mean to."
"Of course you didn't, kid!" Tai was startled at this kid's complete humility. (A/N: How unlike the Kaiser… Well, I'm sure that you know who this kid is, so that's not really ten points gone to waste!! For all those who don't know, with the exception of Tai, he's KEN, KEN, KEN ICHIJOUJI!!) "Don't worry about it! I'm Taichi Kamiya, and if that was a soccer ball you were kicking, I'm guessing that you're going to try out for the soccer team."
The kid who we all know is Ken nodded, looking unhappy. "Yeah. I'm trying out for the soccer team. I want to join because…anyway, I'm sure it doesn't matter to you," his cheeks reddening a bit.
Tai shrugged. "Don't worry about it. You need help for training?" he offered his services. "Anytime you want to have practice as long as I have time, and no charge at all!" He paused. "Well, maybe with the exception of a sundae cone, but that's about it. No more, no less, but it's sure to get you on the team." (A/N: He's that confident about his skills?)
The youth beamed. "Thanks, Taichi!"
Tai grinned back. "No problem. Call me Tai. Oh, and just one more thing—what's your name?"
"I'm Ken."
"Ah. Come on, let's look for your soccer ball."
After they had found Ken's soccer ball, Tai and Ken headed to the field to practice. Ken had potential, but he often stumbled because he wasn't confident enough and was a little too pensive. Usually, Tai had to shake him out of his daydreams.
"Hey, Ken!" Tai yelled from across the field. "Wake up!"
Ken jolted out of his daydream and shook his head, clearing his thoughts. "Yes, Tai?"
"Stop daydreaming!"
"OK." Ken noticed that the sun seemed to be sinking. (A/N: Of course, we all know that the sun doesn't exactly sink, and Ken, being a genius, knows that, so I decided to put the 'seemed' there, since he's such a brain and all…OK, enough explaining.) He glanced at his watch and gasped. "I have to go eat dinner with my family now. Is it all right with you if I just pack up and go home?"
"Sure. It's about time I went home, too. Where is your stuff?"
"I'll be right back." Ken disappeared into the foliage and returned with a duffel bag, only to collide with the soccer ball Tai had been previously kicking. He was sprawled on the ground as Tai worriedly jogged over. "Sorry, Ken!" He looked embarrassed. "I just didn't expect you to burst out from behind those bushes. Are you OK?"
Ken nodded dizzily. "Fine." His eyes snapped fully open. "My violin!" He quickly ripped down the zipper of his duffel bag and pulled out a violin case, taking out the violin.
Tai's eyes bulged out of his head. It was a Stradivarius violin! Ken didn't notice Tai's astounded reaction as he busily checked the violin for any harm.
"Y-you play the violin?" Tai stuttered. "Are you good?"
Ken nodded, looking uncomfortable. "They've asked me to play for the school orchestra several times. Well, gotta go now. It's curry night." He stood up and started down the path that would eventually branch out into a sidewalk.
They had to ask him? Tai reflected on that for a moment. He suddenly felt a sneaking suspicion crawl up to him,, poke him in the eye and call him several names Kari used to call him. "Hey Ken!" he called after his new friend. "What's your full name?"
Ken turned back as he continued to walk. "I'm Ken Ichijouji. See ya!" He spun around just in time to jump over a large stone rather clumsily.
Tai suddenly dropped his soccer ball. He had just met, no, not only met, but knocked down several times with a soccer ball the famous teenaged composer Ken Ichijouji. The same Ken Ichijouji who won awards for his musical composition using the styles of Renaissance, Baroque, not only Classical. The same Ken Ichijouji who had released several musical CDs Tai possessed in his room.
Tai suddenly had the urge to sit down. He stumbled back to the park bench and collapsed.
This was some day.
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There's Ken! Happy? Anyway, don't you pity Tai? He's so confused…
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Sora was busily returning the books she was reading to the shelves. After all, the lunch period was nearly ended. She couldn't afford to be late. Detention was bad enough. Hurriedly, she stuffed her psychology book into her bag and scurried out the doors regretfully. Because of meeting that stupid Yamato Ishida, she hadn't been able absorb much.
As she walked down the corridor, she slammed right into Aki, who had come searching for her.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I just wasn't—oh, hi Sora!" she said brightly. Sora looked at her for several seconds then sighed. "I can't stay mad at you, Aki. It's not your fault that he's a humongous jerk who thinks that the world falls at his feet."
Aki gave her a big smile. "Thanks, Sora! Don't judge him too quickly. He can be nice, too. He's a little angry at what you're called him."
Sora shrugged. "Am I supposed to care?"
"All right, Sora." Aki turned her around and faced her squarely, hands on her hips. "What exactly happened last Friday that closed down your trait of giving people second chances? It must be really bad that you'd be like that to a new student."
Sora sighed. "Look, Aki, I'll just tell you after school. The bell will go off pretty soon. I'm not up to facing Professor Nieko at the moment."
"Sora, you have all the time to tell me. School is canceled for today, thanks to Mimi's and our favorite blond rock star's fame. The fan girls can do nothing but search for them in the wrong area. You guys had a hand in that, huh?"
"OUR favorite blond rock star?" Sora arched her eyebrow. "Well, at least YOUR favorite blond rock star is good for one thing. I didn't get a chance to study for that test Professor Nieko is giving. Man, imagine that he's good for such a slacker thing. That's all he's good for, I guess."
Aki looked exasperated. "Sora, he's not even here to get offended. Why are you insulting him?"
"Can't I just express my hate for the pig?"
"Whatever."
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"School's canceled?" Davis exclaimed. "All right! To the soccer field! Kari, are you coming with me?" he smiled at her in what he hoped was a handsome and winning smile.
Kari looked at him, confused. "Davis? Are you all right? Your face looks kind of…weird."
"What she means to say," Yolei put in, "but is too polite to do so, being Kari, is that you look kind of look like you swallowed one of Mrs. Kamiya's infamous health shakes while sipping raw lemons."
TK burst out laughing. "On the mark!"
Davis pouted. "Well, Jun thinks that it's not that bad a smile."
"That was a smile? I thought you were going to be sick, Davis. And since when did you start asking Jun about that kind of advice?"
"Shut up. TL."
Kari looked regretful. "Anyway, sorry Davis. I can't go with you to the soccer field." She brightened up. "But I'll be going with TK to meet his brother, so that's not so bad." She gave TK a lovely smile, taking his hand. TK thought that he could see steam leaving his somewhat friend's ears. "Are you all right, Davis?"
"Of course I am, TR. Why wouldn't I be all right? I'm not happy, though, because you're taking MY girl with you." Davis glared at TK, who looked kind of confused.
"Huh?" TK scratched his hat with his other free hand. He asked with a puzzled look on his face, "What are you talking about, Davis? What do you mean by that? She's just Kari," looking generally and authentically confused. (A/N: CLUELESS!!!!)
Kari sighed. "Davis, once and for all, I am NOT your girl."
Davis shrugged. "Well, it's fun to pretend. Who knows when it will become reality?" (A/N: God forbid!)
"God forbid!" Yolei teased. (A/N: Hey! I said that! GAYA-GAYA!)
Davis continued pouting as they walked down the school entrance. Opening the double doors, they were relieved to find out that all the fans had disappeared. The front of the school was totally deserted by the mob. There was just the usual amount of students going home due to the announcement made by Principal Takako, the principal of the elementary and middle school of Odaiba. TK and Kari turned down the sidewalk and Davis gaped as Yolei turned to follow them.
"Well, see ya, Davis!" Yolei grinned and followed Kari and TK.
"Hold it!" Davis yelled, causing his friends to stop and look at him curiously. "Where are you all going?"
"Yeah, Davis?" TK inquired. "We're going to meet my brother. Didn't we just tell you?"
"What about Yolei?" Davis was fuming. "Why is she going, too? Who's going to go with me?"
"No one, I guess!" Yolei stuck her fingers into a V sign as she clung to TK's arm, turning the corner. "See ya, Davis!"
"Wha?" Davis yelped. "If Kari and Yolei are coming, then I'm coming, too!" he ran to catch up with them. "WAIT FOR MEEEEEEE!!!!"
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Tai cheerfully bounced his soccer ball from knee to knee, whistling the Digimon Theme song. He had a reason to be happy. After all, the cancellation of classes also included his detention service, too. Grinning, he kneed the ball high enough to hit it with his head, just for kicks. (A/N: Hehe.)
He briefly wondered where Davis was, but then decided that he was probably off chasing Kari or something. He normally didn't like guys paying attention to his younger sister, but he knew that Davis knew that if he tried anything funny, Tai would be there to merrily beat him up.
Musing deeply, he thought about the recent turn of events. He was now friends with a rock star and a supermodel-like actress, a large-mouthed girl with the shiniest black hair, two incredibly intelligent and nerdy students who loved the old Digimon series, two exchange students, one from Greece and the other from Ireland, both never have dated in their lives, and an equally smart girl named Sora who was surprisingly sneaky.
Who'd have thought of that?
What Tai would have really liked, though, was to meet a world famous classical composer, or at least, a composer. Tai wanted to try out the piano or the violin, but when you think about it, he never knew how to carry a tune in a bucket, moreover, a bathtub. He decided to settle with soccer, another thing he was good at.
Sighing despite his unbelievable turn of luck, Tai sat down on a park bench and stretched out with his arms there kicking his soccer ball between two well-trained feet. He was enjoying the peace while mulling over his problem about the composer. (A/N: He'll come up soon. Ten points are up for grabs! I've said that before, eh? Well then, I'd say it again!)
He closed his eyes. A few moments later, he heard some rustling sounds and the familiar tune of sneaker hitting soccer ball. Unfortunately for the soccer player he couldn't see, Tai's feet were in the way and before Tai could open his eyes and know that he was about to trip someone, the someone came flying past and landed with a loud WHUMPH on the floor.
Tai's eyes flew open and he hurriedly stood, running to where the kid had fallen. "Hey, man, are you all right?" He bent down to check if the kid was unconscious. He looked around Kari's age and had longish, even, blackish- purple hair. (A/N: Here's the ten-pointer: Who is he? DUH!!!) The kid's eyes opened to reveal hazy violet eyes. To Tai, the kid seemed kind of familiar. He looked kind of dazed. "Huh?" he made out.
Tai winced at the temporary amnesia he had given the kid. "Sorry, pal. I didn't know you were coming, so I had no time to draw back my feet. Are you OK?"
The kid slowly stood up. He was wearing a maroon sweatshirt that was a little oversized and a nice pair of slacks ruined by his sudden accidental and unwilling "urge" to kiss the ground. "I'm all right. Sorry I interrupted your daydreaming, or whatever." The kid smiled softly. "I didn't mean to."
"Of course you didn't, kid!" Tai was startled at this kid's complete humility. (A/N: How unlike the Kaiser… Well, I'm sure that you know who this kid is, so that's not really ten points gone to waste!! For all those who don't know, with the exception of Tai, he's KEN, KEN, KEN ICHIJOUJI!!) "Don't worry about it! I'm Taichi Kamiya, and if that was a soccer ball you were kicking, I'm guessing that you're going to try out for the soccer team."
The kid who we all know is Ken nodded, looking unhappy. "Yeah. I'm trying out for the soccer team. I want to join because…anyway, I'm sure it doesn't matter to you," his cheeks reddening a bit.
Tai shrugged. "Don't worry about it. You need help for training?" he offered his services. "Anytime you want to have practice as long as I have time, and no charge at all!" He paused. "Well, maybe with the exception of a sundae cone, but that's about it. No more, no less, but it's sure to get you on the team." (A/N: He's that confident about his skills?)
The youth beamed. "Thanks, Taichi!"
Tai grinned back. "No problem. Call me Tai. Oh, and just one more thing—what's your name?"
"I'm Ken."
"Ah. Come on, let's look for your soccer ball."
After they had found Ken's soccer ball, Tai and Ken headed to the field to practice. Ken had potential, but he often stumbled because he wasn't confident enough and was a little too pensive. Usually, Tai had to shake him out of his daydreams.
"Hey, Ken!" Tai yelled from across the field. "Wake up!"
Ken jolted out of his daydream and shook his head, clearing his thoughts. "Yes, Tai?"
"Stop daydreaming!"
"OK." Ken noticed that the sun seemed to be sinking. (A/N: Of course, we all know that the sun doesn't exactly sink, and Ken, being a genius, knows that, so I decided to put the 'seemed' there, since he's such a brain and all…OK, enough explaining.) He glanced at his watch and gasped. "I have to go eat dinner with my family now. Is it all right with you if I just pack up and go home?"
"Sure. It's about time I went home, too. Where is your stuff?"
"I'll be right back." Ken disappeared into the foliage and returned with a duffel bag, only to collide with the soccer ball Tai had been previously kicking. He was sprawled on the ground as Tai worriedly jogged over. "Sorry, Ken!" He looked embarrassed. "I just didn't expect you to burst out from behind those bushes. Are you OK?"
Ken nodded dizzily. "Fine." His eyes snapped fully open. "My violin!" He quickly ripped down the zipper of his duffel bag and pulled out a violin case, taking out the violin.
Tai's eyes bulged out of his head. It was a Stradivarius violin! Ken didn't notice Tai's astounded reaction as he busily checked the violin for any harm.
"Y-you play the violin?" Tai stuttered. "Are you good?"
Ken nodded, looking uncomfortable. "They've asked me to play for the school orchestra several times. Well, gotta go now. It's curry night." He stood up and started down the path that would eventually branch out into a sidewalk.
They had to ask him? Tai reflected on that for a moment. He suddenly felt a sneaking suspicion crawl up to him,, poke him in the eye and call him several names Kari used to call him. "Hey Ken!" he called after his new friend. "What's your full name?"
Ken turned back as he continued to walk. "I'm Ken Ichijouji. See ya!" He spun around just in time to jump over a large stone rather clumsily.
Tai suddenly dropped his soccer ball. He had just met, no, not only met, but knocked down several times with a soccer ball the famous teenaged composer Ken Ichijouji. The same Ken Ichijouji who won awards for his musical composition using the styles of Renaissance, Baroque, not only Classical. The same Ken Ichijouji who had released several musical CDs Tai possessed in his room.
Tai suddenly had the urge to sit down. He stumbled back to the park bench and collapsed.
This was some day.
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There's Ken! Happy? Anyway, don't you pity Tai? He's so confused…