Author's note: Hi, this is my first time writing a fic for digimon. Well, actually, i attempted one, but i put the wrong one. Anyway, this is a Kenyako story, idealing on how they got together. Enjoy! Oh, Ken and Miyako are in college.
Of Lavender And Blue
Chapter 1
It was a wonderful morning in the town of Odaiba. The sun peeked through her window and woke her up from her beautiful dreams. Miyako stretched and yawned under the sun's gaze and finally opened her eyes slowly. With one tired arm, she reached for her glasses from her bedside table and put it on carefully. She desperately needs a pair of glasses. She wanted smaller ones, as the glasses she has worn almost all her life were much bigger. With one more stretch, she sat up from bed and stood up slowly, tiredly shifted her legs from the bed and on to the floor. She glanced at her watch and gasped.
"Oh no!" She grabbed her alarm clock and stared at it. "You stupid alarm! Why didn't you work?!" She dropped the clock on the bed and quickly took her towel hanging at her door and went inside her bathroom.
Once done, Miyako dashed out of the bathroom and changed into purple long sleeves and black capris pants. She dried her hair, braided it, grabbed her backpack and went downstairs to fetch her bike out of the shed. Her brothers and sisters were already gone. She waved good bye to her parents and climbed on to her bike. Hopefully the Professor would understand.
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Runing out breath now, she dashed through the hallway and went inside her expected classroom. English. She stopped by the door and looked around her. Other students stared at her. The Professor looked up and continued his lecture, without even bothering to acknowledge her presence there. 'Great! First day in college and the Professor already hates me!' she thought. Slowly, Miyako made her way to one of the empty seats at the very back. She sat down and took out her english binder with the pen already inside. She looked around the class. She didn't know anyone there. Only an empty seat beside her made her wonder who would be sitting there. Maybe they're late too. She placed an elbow on the table and rested her chin on her upward palms.
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He was very confused. Where was he? Ken scrathed his head confusingly. Odaiba was definitely a confusing school. Even the colleges! Scowling, Ken glanced at his schedule, whereas he kept watch at the numbers of the rooms. He wished some of his friends were there so he could be shown around Odaiba. Finally, after a few minutes of being late, he sighed a breath of relief when he saw the number he was looking for etched at the top of the door, at the very end of the hall. He opened the door slowly and blushed a crimson red when the students watched him. The Professor glanced at him once, then returned to his lecture. Students whispered to each other. Obviously, they knew who he was. Ken Ichijoujii, the boy genuis. He took a deep breath and looked around at the seats. There he spotted an empty seat next to a pretty girl with glasses and braided lavender hair. This girl ignored him the whole time. She was paying attention to the lecture the Professor was giving. He ran a hand through his now short blue hair and sat down next to her, glancing once and while at the girl beside him. He knew her. Could it be?
Ken leaned closer. "Miyako?" he whispered.
Miyako was startled. She almost jumped from her seat and finally recognized who was sitting there beside her. She was too busy listening to the Professor that she didn't realize who was there. "Ken?" she whispered back. She lifted up an eyebrow and eyed him suspiciously, not really sure if it was him. When she finally recognized him, she touched his arm and smiled. Ken blushed at their interaction. He turned away shyly, turning his attention towards the Professor.
"I didn't know you were here?" she whispered silently.
Ken shrugged. "Well, we moved here this summer. I got accepted here in Odaiba College, because I thought it was interesting. They had all the requirements I needed. Back at my old home, the colleges there didn't have any of those so...."
"You moved here," Miyako filled in. "I'm glad you did." She smiled again.
Ken blushed. "You are?" He looked at her.
Miyako turned away and blushed furiously. "Well, yeah I am. I mean you're my best friend...."
Ken was surprised. He never had a best friend, maybe except for Daisuke, but they lost touch. He felt really bad when he didn't call back when they talked over the summer. He didn't have the courage to tell her that he was moving closer to her. That was the only time they have spoken since elementary school. "Uh, Miyako?"
"Shh...." Miayko placed a finger to her lips and leaned closer to him. "We'll talk later."
Ken nodded obediently and listened intently to the Professor, casting glances towards Miyako with all the chance he got. She had changed a lot. Her hair was more pink than lavender. He could tell she trimmed it. Ken remembered the exact height of her hair. It reached her waist, but now it was a little above it. He noticed the changed in her eyes. They were more smaller and intriguing. Ken used to be shorter than her, now, he was more taller than the lavender haired girl.
Miyako looked at Ken with the corner of her eyes while paying attention to the Professor's speech. He definitely changed since elementary school. His hair was cut and more shorter than her last encounter with him. It didn't reach his shoulders like it used to, but it still had a wave to it. Blue as always, his hair colour was still the same. There were days that Miyako was taller than Ken, now, he had grown much taller than her. He had become a very handsom teenager.
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The first class was done with. The pair left the large building and made their way outside for a walk. Ironically, they didn't have any classes until three o'clock. They took the exact same classes together, except that Miyako had her computer class, while Ken had his athletics class on fridays. They walked down to the beautiful garden. Miyako showed Ken around Odaiba, introduced the people she knew who went to college there and walked around town to show him where all their friends used to live. They had all moved away and Miyako felt sort of alone when they did. It was until Ken moved here that she felt safe.
When she was done showing him around, they sad down underneath the tree. Miyako leaned her back on the tree and placed her books down on the ground. Ken kept standing, putting his hands in his pockets and looking at the people in the streets.
"Ken?" Miyako suddenly asked after a long silence.
Ken looked down and waited for her to continue.
The lavender haired girl took a deep breath, then finally looked up. "What were you going to say in English 101 today?"
Ken's heart thumped. He sat down beside her and blushed lightly. He kept his eyes away from her, afraid to look at her for what he was about to say. "I'm sorry I never talked to you this summer. I didn't want to tell you that we were moving."
Miyako leaned forward and pulled back her legs upto her chest. She wrapped her arms around her legs and looked at Ken. "Is that why you never phoned me back those two months?"
Ken nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorry."
Miyako smiled. She thought she was the reason he never called back. She placed a hand on his arm and grinned. "It's okay. I'm not mad."
"You're not?" He met her eyes.
"Nah. I'm sure you were too busy moving anyway, with all the stuff and all and having to adjust in the city. I've been there." She leaned back on the tree. "When I moved here on the first day, I never spoke to my friends back to where I came from because I was too overwhelmed to even speak to her, so don't feel bad. I understand." She closed her eyes and felt the cool wind blowing small strands of her hair. She heard the birds chirping and wondered what they were talking about. Miyako dreamed that the birds were speaking sweetly to each other. Maybe someday her and Ken would be doing the same thing. Talking sweetly, not chirping. She laughed at her own inside joke and stopped suddenly when she realized Ken was still there. She opened her eyes and blushed.
Ken liked her laugh. It was a wonderful laugh, but sometimes he wished he could hear it more often. Without another word, he moved to the opposite side of her on the tree and leaned his head back. They were now leaning opposite of each other, each one thinking of their future.
GoodGurl: This is my first Digi-Fic, so please bare with me. Anyway, we all know what their future will be like. I hope you all would read and review this. It would be nice! Thanx!
Of Lavender And Blue
Chapter 1
It was a wonderful morning in the town of Odaiba. The sun peeked through her window and woke her up from her beautiful dreams. Miyako stretched and yawned under the sun's gaze and finally opened her eyes slowly. With one tired arm, she reached for her glasses from her bedside table and put it on carefully. She desperately needs a pair of glasses. She wanted smaller ones, as the glasses she has worn almost all her life were much bigger. With one more stretch, she sat up from bed and stood up slowly, tiredly shifted her legs from the bed and on to the floor. She glanced at her watch and gasped.
"Oh no!" She grabbed her alarm clock and stared at it. "You stupid alarm! Why didn't you work?!" She dropped the clock on the bed and quickly took her towel hanging at her door and went inside her bathroom.
Once done, Miyako dashed out of the bathroom and changed into purple long sleeves and black capris pants. She dried her hair, braided it, grabbed her backpack and went downstairs to fetch her bike out of the shed. Her brothers and sisters were already gone. She waved good bye to her parents and climbed on to her bike. Hopefully the Professor would understand.
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Runing out breath now, she dashed through the hallway and went inside her expected classroom. English. She stopped by the door and looked around her. Other students stared at her. The Professor looked up and continued his lecture, without even bothering to acknowledge her presence there. 'Great! First day in college and the Professor already hates me!' she thought. Slowly, Miyako made her way to one of the empty seats at the very back. She sat down and took out her english binder with the pen already inside. She looked around the class. She didn't know anyone there. Only an empty seat beside her made her wonder who would be sitting there. Maybe they're late too. She placed an elbow on the table and rested her chin on her upward palms.
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He was very confused. Where was he? Ken scrathed his head confusingly. Odaiba was definitely a confusing school. Even the colleges! Scowling, Ken glanced at his schedule, whereas he kept watch at the numbers of the rooms. He wished some of his friends were there so he could be shown around Odaiba. Finally, after a few minutes of being late, he sighed a breath of relief when he saw the number he was looking for etched at the top of the door, at the very end of the hall. He opened the door slowly and blushed a crimson red when the students watched him. The Professor glanced at him once, then returned to his lecture. Students whispered to each other. Obviously, they knew who he was. Ken Ichijoujii, the boy genuis. He took a deep breath and looked around at the seats. There he spotted an empty seat next to a pretty girl with glasses and braided lavender hair. This girl ignored him the whole time. She was paying attention to the lecture the Professor was giving. He ran a hand through his now short blue hair and sat down next to her, glancing once and while at the girl beside him. He knew her. Could it be?
Ken leaned closer. "Miyako?" he whispered.
Miyako was startled. She almost jumped from her seat and finally recognized who was sitting there beside her. She was too busy listening to the Professor that she didn't realize who was there. "Ken?" she whispered back. She lifted up an eyebrow and eyed him suspiciously, not really sure if it was him. When she finally recognized him, she touched his arm and smiled. Ken blushed at their interaction. He turned away shyly, turning his attention towards the Professor.
"I didn't know you were here?" she whispered silently.
Ken shrugged. "Well, we moved here this summer. I got accepted here in Odaiba College, because I thought it was interesting. They had all the requirements I needed. Back at my old home, the colleges there didn't have any of those so...."
"You moved here," Miyako filled in. "I'm glad you did." She smiled again.
Ken blushed. "You are?" He looked at her.
Miyako turned away and blushed furiously. "Well, yeah I am. I mean you're my best friend...."
Ken was surprised. He never had a best friend, maybe except for Daisuke, but they lost touch. He felt really bad when he didn't call back when they talked over the summer. He didn't have the courage to tell her that he was moving closer to her. That was the only time they have spoken since elementary school. "Uh, Miyako?"
"Shh...." Miayko placed a finger to her lips and leaned closer to him. "We'll talk later."
Ken nodded obediently and listened intently to the Professor, casting glances towards Miyako with all the chance he got. She had changed a lot. Her hair was more pink than lavender. He could tell she trimmed it. Ken remembered the exact height of her hair. It reached her waist, but now it was a little above it. He noticed the changed in her eyes. They were more smaller and intriguing. Ken used to be shorter than her, now, he was more taller than the lavender haired girl.
Miyako looked at Ken with the corner of her eyes while paying attention to the Professor's speech. He definitely changed since elementary school. His hair was cut and more shorter than her last encounter with him. It didn't reach his shoulders like it used to, but it still had a wave to it. Blue as always, his hair colour was still the same. There were days that Miyako was taller than Ken, now, he had grown much taller than her. He had become a very handsom teenager.
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The first class was done with. The pair left the large building and made their way outside for a walk. Ironically, they didn't have any classes until three o'clock. They took the exact same classes together, except that Miyako had her computer class, while Ken had his athletics class on fridays. They walked down to the beautiful garden. Miyako showed Ken around Odaiba, introduced the people she knew who went to college there and walked around town to show him where all their friends used to live. They had all moved away and Miyako felt sort of alone when they did. It was until Ken moved here that she felt safe.
When she was done showing him around, they sad down underneath the tree. Miyako leaned her back on the tree and placed her books down on the ground. Ken kept standing, putting his hands in his pockets and looking at the people in the streets.
"Ken?" Miyako suddenly asked after a long silence.
Ken looked down and waited for her to continue.
The lavender haired girl took a deep breath, then finally looked up. "What were you going to say in English 101 today?"
Ken's heart thumped. He sat down beside her and blushed lightly. He kept his eyes away from her, afraid to look at her for what he was about to say. "I'm sorry I never talked to you this summer. I didn't want to tell you that we were moving."
Miyako leaned forward and pulled back her legs upto her chest. She wrapped her arms around her legs and looked at Ken. "Is that why you never phoned me back those two months?"
Ken nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorry."
Miyako smiled. She thought she was the reason he never called back. She placed a hand on his arm and grinned. "It's okay. I'm not mad."
"You're not?" He met her eyes.
"Nah. I'm sure you were too busy moving anyway, with all the stuff and all and having to adjust in the city. I've been there." She leaned back on the tree. "When I moved here on the first day, I never spoke to my friends back to where I came from because I was too overwhelmed to even speak to her, so don't feel bad. I understand." She closed her eyes and felt the cool wind blowing small strands of her hair. She heard the birds chirping and wondered what they were talking about. Miyako dreamed that the birds were speaking sweetly to each other. Maybe someday her and Ken would be doing the same thing. Talking sweetly, not chirping. She laughed at her own inside joke and stopped suddenly when she realized Ken was still there. She opened her eyes and blushed.
Ken liked her laugh. It was a wonderful laugh, but sometimes he wished he could hear it more often. Without another word, he moved to the opposite side of her on the tree and leaned his head back. They were now leaning opposite of each other, each one thinking of their future.
GoodGurl: This is my first Digi-Fic, so please bare with me. Anyway, we all know what their future will be like. I hope you all would read and review this. It would be nice! Thanx!