Run(A)Way
By: Tainted Fire
-Chapter Four-
Rika wolfed down the toast, eggs, and greasy bacon sitting before her. "Rika, mind your manners," her grandmother chided. Rika scowled and paused, a strip of bacon hanging half way out her slightly ajar mouth.
"Why does it matter?" she said through the bacon, "Its not like I care."
"Well dear, for a young super-model, you must set examples."
Rika rolled her eyes while finishing the bacon. "Examples for who? The brainless, preppy girls that think they're too good for normal people? I don't think so. I also don't care what they think or who they follow."
"Rika!" two voices squealed.
"Oh no, not this too," the redheaded girl muttered under her breath.
"Rika Nonaka," one of them scolded, "you should not be eating that! Do you know how many calories are in that meal? You could gain some extra pounds, and you don't want that!"
Rika rolled her eyes. "Yolei, I could really care less."
Yolei stuck out her lip and pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "I'm your eating consultant. I know what's best for you, considering your career."
"I still don't care. And as of Monday, three days ago, I took a leave from my career, as you put it."
"Aw Rika, don't be so hard on Yolei! She really does know what's best!" the other woman said airily as she swept the partially eaten plate of food away to the sink.
"Mimi, give that here. I'm still hungry," Rika complained. A round piece of fruit came sailing at her and with quick reflexes, she caught it in front of her face. "What's this?"
"A grapefruit," Yolei answered, "that'll be the rest of your breakfast. Eat up!"
Rika growled and sneered at the piece of fruit as if it were her enemy. "Rika, I'll be in your room, laying out your clothes for today!" the fashion consultant said while walking in the direction of Rika's room.
"Mimi! Don't do that!" Rika protested and began to get up, only to be pushed back in the seat by the violet-headed woman.
"Don't worry about it, Mimi knows what she's doing, just like I know you need to finish your breakfast."
Rika glared at the woman sitting across the table from her. "What are you two doing here? It's bad enough having Taichi follow me around school--"
"That's why we're here!" Yolei interrupted a bit too cheerfully for Rika's liking. "I'm going to go with you to make sure you eat right and Mimi's on a mission from the agents to see what high school kids are actually wearing these days." Rika's face was a mask of disbelief.
It's only been three days! Thursday for crying out loud! And they send in more people to make me feel abnormal! What was I thinking? I can't ever get away from this unreal perfectionist nightmare.
Taichi came bounding down, already in his black suit, with a silly grin on his face. "Morning all!" He plopped himself in his seat and began scarfing his plate of eggs, bacon, toast, and grapefruit. Yolei cocked her head to one side as she watched in amazement how quickly he finished. "Wow! That was great!" he grinned and wiped his mouth with the pale blue napkin on the side of his empty plate.
Rika raised an eyebrow, but kept said nothing, as she was used to Tai's eating habits. "I'll be in my room, changing into whatever monstrosity of an outfit Mimi has picked out for me."
As she entered her room, she found a lavender-colored gift bag sitting on top of her messy bed. "I got you something! I really hope you like it!" Mimi gushed enthusiastically.
Hoping it would be pink or frilly, Rika took out the white tissue paper and pulled out a shirt with the character Mimi (funny how Mimi chose Mimi, she thought absently) and the digimon-partner to Mimi, Palmon. "Thanks Mimi," she said in a near whisper.
"Hey girl, no problem! Anyway, Palmon is the best out of them all," Mimi commented while walking out the door and winked.
How did she.? Instead of pondering on it, the teenager just laughed and got dressed.
"YOU'VE GOT FIVE MINUTES RIKA!" Taichi yelled up the stairs to Rika. She finished readying herself and found the four adults waiting at the door.
"Good-bye Rika, have a good day at school!" her grandmother fared. She kissed Rika on her cheek and pushed her out the door with the two consultants and bodyguard in tow.
"Where's the limousine?" Rika asked, noting the absence of the overly large black car from the gravely driveway.
Mimi gave her a victory sign and replied, "I'll be driving today!" It was then Rika saw the red convertible sitting next to the house. "I just got it yesterday, I really wanted a fun car!" Taichi grinned and jumped into the passenger seat in the front.
"Waa-hoo!"
Rika shook her head good-naturedly and climbed in the back seat, then was accompanied by Yolei. "Okay Rika, you absolutely have to give us the scoop on everyone!"
"Everyone?" Rika asked.
"As in, you know, you're friends," Mimi put in.
"I don't have any friends," Rika told them darkly.
"Oh sure you do!" Taichi offered. "There's Jeri, and Takato, and Ryo--"
"Ryo is NOT my friend. Jeri, maybe. Takato and Henry I can tolerate. Kenta and Kazu are too busy admiring you or that git Ryo for me to even care."
"Oo! Tell us about Ryo!" Yolei pushed.
"He's annoyingly perfect, thinks he's 'all that' and I. Hate. Him. Got it?"
Mimi glanced at Rika through the rearview mirror, then at Yolei, and they both giggled. "Got it Rika!" they chorused through twittering. Mimi changed the gears on the car and shouted out of glee as she sped up onto the highway. Rika's hair came undone in the whipping wind as the car sped on the road. Grunting in annoyance as the hair tie fluttered behind her, she chose to ignore it and turned her attention to the three around her who were whooping happily. And as she joined their laughing merriment, she came to a conclusion.
Her family wasn't back where her rooms were. It was right there, in that instant, with three people not even related to her. A surge of warmth coursed through her and Rika knew that they thought of her as fondly as she thought of them.
The feeling left Rika wondering why she didn't see it before. They weren't just doing their jobs, they were enjoying watching a young girl grow under their guidance and care.
*Is not pleased with how the chapter came out* Well, I really didn't want to have Rika too out of character, but it seemed logical that she care about someone like she cared about Renamon.
Baby Angel Wings: Okay, thanks for the bit of info. Endless Rain: hehe, well sugar never hurt anyone! ~_^ Thanks! Asira: Hey cool! A fellow Texan! Glad you like! Akiyama: Thanks for the advice! I'm glad you corrected me with the 03 thing (and using Star Trek-hehe live long and prosper! Spock: I shall do neither. Oh man! I loved that episode ^^' heh) Apocolypse: Hope you got your nap *grins* Fiery-chan: hehe Thanks! C.G.: Thanks! Lol, I like my title too. Rhiannon Nokimo: Gracias! *grabs a Ryo and gives it to Rhiannon* for you! Hehe Kira Yanami: Thanks!
I would also like to ask if anyone would mind me hooking up Matt and Mimi (Mimato) and/or Yolei and someone-I really prefer Daiyako and Kouyako over Kenyako, but if you guys tell me to write it Kenyako or nothing at all, I'll do so.
By: Tainted Fire
-Chapter Four-
Rika wolfed down the toast, eggs, and greasy bacon sitting before her. "Rika, mind your manners," her grandmother chided. Rika scowled and paused, a strip of bacon hanging half way out her slightly ajar mouth.
"Why does it matter?" she said through the bacon, "Its not like I care."
"Well dear, for a young super-model, you must set examples."
Rika rolled her eyes while finishing the bacon. "Examples for who? The brainless, preppy girls that think they're too good for normal people? I don't think so. I also don't care what they think or who they follow."
"Rika!" two voices squealed.
"Oh no, not this too," the redheaded girl muttered under her breath.
"Rika Nonaka," one of them scolded, "you should not be eating that! Do you know how many calories are in that meal? You could gain some extra pounds, and you don't want that!"
Rika rolled her eyes. "Yolei, I could really care less."
Yolei stuck out her lip and pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "I'm your eating consultant. I know what's best for you, considering your career."
"I still don't care. And as of Monday, three days ago, I took a leave from my career, as you put it."
"Aw Rika, don't be so hard on Yolei! She really does know what's best!" the other woman said airily as she swept the partially eaten plate of food away to the sink.
"Mimi, give that here. I'm still hungry," Rika complained. A round piece of fruit came sailing at her and with quick reflexes, she caught it in front of her face. "What's this?"
"A grapefruit," Yolei answered, "that'll be the rest of your breakfast. Eat up!"
Rika growled and sneered at the piece of fruit as if it were her enemy. "Rika, I'll be in your room, laying out your clothes for today!" the fashion consultant said while walking in the direction of Rika's room.
"Mimi! Don't do that!" Rika protested and began to get up, only to be pushed back in the seat by the violet-headed woman.
"Don't worry about it, Mimi knows what she's doing, just like I know you need to finish your breakfast."
Rika glared at the woman sitting across the table from her. "What are you two doing here? It's bad enough having Taichi follow me around school--"
"That's why we're here!" Yolei interrupted a bit too cheerfully for Rika's liking. "I'm going to go with you to make sure you eat right and Mimi's on a mission from the agents to see what high school kids are actually wearing these days." Rika's face was a mask of disbelief.
It's only been three days! Thursday for crying out loud! And they send in more people to make me feel abnormal! What was I thinking? I can't ever get away from this unreal perfectionist nightmare.
Taichi came bounding down, already in his black suit, with a silly grin on his face. "Morning all!" He plopped himself in his seat and began scarfing his plate of eggs, bacon, toast, and grapefruit. Yolei cocked her head to one side as she watched in amazement how quickly he finished. "Wow! That was great!" he grinned and wiped his mouth with the pale blue napkin on the side of his empty plate.
Rika raised an eyebrow, but kept said nothing, as she was used to Tai's eating habits. "I'll be in my room, changing into whatever monstrosity of an outfit Mimi has picked out for me."
As she entered her room, she found a lavender-colored gift bag sitting on top of her messy bed. "I got you something! I really hope you like it!" Mimi gushed enthusiastically.
Hoping it would be pink or frilly, Rika took out the white tissue paper and pulled out a shirt with the character Mimi (funny how Mimi chose Mimi, she thought absently) and the digimon-partner to Mimi, Palmon. "Thanks Mimi," she said in a near whisper.
"Hey girl, no problem! Anyway, Palmon is the best out of them all," Mimi commented while walking out the door and winked.
How did she.? Instead of pondering on it, the teenager just laughed and got dressed.
"YOU'VE GOT FIVE MINUTES RIKA!" Taichi yelled up the stairs to Rika. She finished readying herself and found the four adults waiting at the door.
"Good-bye Rika, have a good day at school!" her grandmother fared. She kissed Rika on her cheek and pushed her out the door with the two consultants and bodyguard in tow.
"Where's the limousine?" Rika asked, noting the absence of the overly large black car from the gravely driveway.
Mimi gave her a victory sign and replied, "I'll be driving today!" It was then Rika saw the red convertible sitting next to the house. "I just got it yesterday, I really wanted a fun car!" Taichi grinned and jumped into the passenger seat in the front.
"Waa-hoo!"
Rika shook her head good-naturedly and climbed in the back seat, then was accompanied by Yolei. "Okay Rika, you absolutely have to give us the scoop on everyone!"
"Everyone?" Rika asked.
"As in, you know, you're friends," Mimi put in.
"I don't have any friends," Rika told them darkly.
"Oh sure you do!" Taichi offered. "There's Jeri, and Takato, and Ryo--"
"Ryo is NOT my friend. Jeri, maybe. Takato and Henry I can tolerate. Kenta and Kazu are too busy admiring you or that git Ryo for me to even care."
"Oo! Tell us about Ryo!" Yolei pushed.
"He's annoyingly perfect, thinks he's 'all that' and I. Hate. Him. Got it?"
Mimi glanced at Rika through the rearview mirror, then at Yolei, and they both giggled. "Got it Rika!" they chorused through twittering. Mimi changed the gears on the car and shouted out of glee as she sped up onto the highway. Rika's hair came undone in the whipping wind as the car sped on the road. Grunting in annoyance as the hair tie fluttered behind her, she chose to ignore it and turned her attention to the three around her who were whooping happily. And as she joined their laughing merriment, she came to a conclusion.
Her family wasn't back where her rooms were. It was right there, in that instant, with three people not even related to her. A surge of warmth coursed through her and Rika knew that they thought of her as fondly as she thought of them.
The feeling left Rika wondering why she didn't see it before. They weren't just doing their jobs, they were enjoying watching a young girl grow under their guidance and care.
*Is not pleased with how the chapter came out* Well, I really didn't want to have Rika too out of character, but it seemed logical that she care about someone like she cared about Renamon.
Baby Angel Wings: Okay, thanks for the bit of info. Endless Rain: hehe, well sugar never hurt anyone! ~_^ Thanks! Asira: Hey cool! A fellow Texan! Glad you like! Akiyama: Thanks for the advice! I'm glad you corrected me with the 03 thing (and using Star Trek-hehe live long and prosper! Spock: I shall do neither. Oh man! I loved that episode ^^' heh) Apocolypse: Hope you got your nap *grins* Fiery-chan: hehe Thanks! C.G.: Thanks! Lol, I like my title too. Rhiannon Nokimo: Gracias! *grabs a Ryo and gives it to Rhiannon* for you! Hehe Kira Yanami: Thanks!
I would also like to ask if anyone would mind me hooking up Matt and Mimi (Mimato) and/or Yolei and someone-I really prefer Daiyako and Kouyako over Kenyako, but if you guys tell me to write it Kenyako or nothing at all, I'll do so.