Silent Reverie
Disclaimer: I do not own Fox Kids or Toie Animation or any companies associated with the production of Digimon. If however, I did own those companies, characters like Daisuke and Junpei would be tortured… heehee ^.^
Whoa…. its been a while… but due to Nari Dragon-girl's encouraging comments, I will once again proceed to write. This is the final chapter ladies and gents so brace yourselves. In the summer I plan for another Takumi release so look out for that too ^^
Paragraph from the last chapter:
The next five days passed tediously as she didn't know when Takuya would be coming back exactly. She passed her time by reading, drawing, and going out occasionally to meet Ami for a drink or a little shopping. One Wednesday, she came back at around three o'clock in the afternoon, but her parents were out. She walked into the kitchen and put down her things as she noticed the answering machine was beeping. There was a message. Curiously, Izumi played it.
~*~*~*~
Takuya stepped off the plane, shielding his eyes from the bright sun. He gave a small yawn and a smile of satisfaction that could only come from sleeping peacefully. He was back in Japan after a nice but rather prolonged vacation in Hong Kong, and was anxious about the one thing on his mind the whole time. Izumi.
When Takuya got home, he felt still slightly exhausted but wanted to see Izumi so he called Kouji up for her number.
"Moshi Moshi"
"Kouji! It's Takuya! Er, I just wanted to know Izumi's number." Takuya sheepishly asked
"You mean after all that time we've been together, you don't know her number?" exclaimed Kouji.
"Now is not the time to rub it in. Can I just have it, please?" Takuya was getting desperate.
"All right, all right. Although its none of my business, why would you call Izumi? You're the last person I would expect to call her!"
"Uh.. Just need to ask her some…. STUFF…. yeah…stuff, that's all."
"Whatever. 3845-1223" Kouji responded, suspiciously jokingly.
"If it's the wrong number I'll kill you." Threatened Takuya imagining Kouji doubling over with laughter by the phone."
"It is, so kill me." Replied Kouji sarcastically.
"Right, Arigatou, bye."
"Anytime, Later."
Right after, Takuya dialed the number, it was 2 o'clock but Izumi wasn't around so he left a message on her answering machine.
"Um…Hey Izumi, just wanted to see you sometime today. How bout the park by the harbour? I wanted to show you something, so if you can join me, I'll be there round 6. That's all."
~*~*~*~
Izumi's heart pounded. She didn't really know how to respond. Her parents would kill her if they found out she was going out that late to see a guy.
'Wait…that was Takuya, wasn't it? Arg, it's so frustrating since Junpei and Takuya sound alike. And that guy didn't say his name or the occasion at all. Oh well, may as well take the risk. I couldn't bear it if I left Takuya there.'
Izumi proceeded to delete the message so her parents wouldn't know about the mysterious unknown. She put her things down and pondered what to wear and what to do with her hair.
'Hm, should I do my hair low or high? Maybe I should put on that new summer dress I got. What about my nails? Oh my poor nails, how neglected they have been.'
However, Izumi finally released.
"If this person really likes me, he will like me because of what I am, not because what I appear to be."
She decided on a simple grey skirt and a white shirt.
~*~*~*~
Takuya set down the phone. He now knew he could not play the piano for her, but other things were just as good. It didn't even bother him how much he had practiced for love can do many things to a person. Takuya was willing to wear something else than his conventional daily attire for Izumi. He took off his goggles, put on a plaid blue shirt, and a pair of khakis. Now all there was left was waiting. He silently went out to get a few flowers from his mother's garden. Roses were so clichéd. He went back inside and gave his face a wash and set out to the park. At least there, waiting was less tedious. The azure resiliency of the water would soothe his troubled and anxious mind.
~*~*~*~
Izumi was just about to set off for the park when her parents came home.
"Izumi dear, where are you going?" questioned her mother.
"Just going out to see a friend," Izumi cringed, hoping not to have to tell a lie to her parents.
"And which friend is this?" asked her father sternly with a look of disapproval.
"Uh, just a friend in my school group." Izumi replied.
"Young lady, we need to have a talk with you before you go anywhere." Replied her father as they dragged her to the living room, sat her down and half lectured her.
"Do you know what adolescents begin to do at this age? They start dating. Now, there's nothing wrong with that, it's just that guidelines to be set."
"Dad, THIS IS NOT A DATE! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Izumi becoming agitated that she was going to be late.
"No? But you must be educated either way. Now lets start off with a cross section of the male reproductive system. Dear, would you get out the diagram?" Izumi's father directed to her mother.
"Dad!…" Izumi protested.
"It's for your own good!"
(30 Minutes later)
"…And that's how babies are made. Any questions?"
"Can I go now?"
"Promise you will remember everything we told you."
"Without a doubt I won't forget." Izumi muttered sarcastically.
"Bye honey, be safe!"
Izumi leapt off the couch and bounded out of the door, her skirt trailing behind her. She was so afraid the mysterious unknown had already left. She didn't care her hair was a mess! It was almost 6:40 and she had to get to the park soon!
~*~*~*~
Takuya glanced down at his watch. It was almost 6:45. He presumed Izumi was not going to come and that Junpei had been lying, quite effectively, to him all along. He would remember to pulverize Junpei the next time he saw him. How stupid could he be? How could he think that Izumi Orimoto to come to fall for a pathetic guy like himself? Takuya was just going to walk back to his house when he saw a blurred figure running pretty fast in the distance. Was it? Could it be? It was! Takuya stepped out of the shadows and dropped his flowers.
Izumi looked frantically around the park. The orange glow of the sun was increasing as there were few people left in the park. But where was Takuya? Maybe the call was just a prank, maybe it had been Junpei and Takuya conspiring against her. How could they? How could she have fallen for it? It was impossible and Izumi was bitterly disappointed until she saw a figure step out of the shadows. She immediately slowed down and realized it was Takuya! Takuya had never looked so handsome, different clothes for a change, and a softened expression on his face. She walked slowly towards him as he took her hand and they embraced. Sweet and calm, a silent reverie.
"It has been too long." Whispered Takuya to Izumi.
"I know." Izumi replied holding him tighter.
The couple stood there in a picturesque setting, leaving their love to take care of the world.
A/N: Glory! I'm finished! And you hope you liked it ^^ New takumi fic set for release in June/July of 2003. Please look out for it. Tell me how you felt about this ending so I have a good idea exactly what people's ideals for endings are. Otherwise, hope you liked it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fox Kids or Toie Animation or any companies associated with the production of Digimon. If however, I did own those companies, characters like Daisuke and Junpei would be tortured… heehee ^.^
Whoa…. its been a while… but due to Nari Dragon-girl's encouraging comments, I will once again proceed to write. This is the final chapter ladies and gents so brace yourselves. In the summer I plan for another Takumi release so look out for that too ^^
Paragraph from the last chapter:
The next five days passed tediously as she didn't know when Takuya would be coming back exactly. She passed her time by reading, drawing, and going out occasionally to meet Ami for a drink or a little shopping. One Wednesday, she came back at around three o'clock in the afternoon, but her parents were out. She walked into the kitchen and put down her things as she noticed the answering machine was beeping. There was a message. Curiously, Izumi played it.
~*~*~*~
Takuya stepped off the plane, shielding his eyes from the bright sun. He gave a small yawn and a smile of satisfaction that could only come from sleeping peacefully. He was back in Japan after a nice but rather prolonged vacation in Hong Kong, and was anxious about the one thing on his mind the whole time. Izumi.
When Takuya got home, he felt still slightly exhausted but wanted to see Izumi so he called Kouji up for her number.
"Moshi Moshi"
"Kouji! It's Takuya! Er, I just wanted to know Izumi's number." Takuya sheepishly asked
"You mean after all that time we've been together, you don't know her number?" exclaimed Kouji.
"Now is not the time to rub it in. Can I just have it, please?" Takuya was getting desperate.
"All right, all right. Although its none of my business, why would you call Izumi? You're the last person I would expect to call her!"
"Uh.. Just need to ask her some…. STUFF…. yeah…stuff, that's all."
"Whatever. 3845-1223" Kouji responded, suspiciously jokingly.
"If it's the wrong number I'll kill you." Threatened Takuya imagining Kouji doubling over with laughter by the phone."
"It is, so kill me." Replied Kouji sarcastically.
"Right, Arigatou, bye."
"Anytime, Later."
Right after, Takuya dialed the number, it was 2 o'clock but Izumi wasn't around so he left a message on her answering machine.
"Um…Hey Izumi, just wanted to see you sometime today. How bout the park by the harbour? I wanted to show you something, so if you can join me, I'll be there round 6. That's all."
~*~*~*~
Izumi's heart pounded. She didn't really know how to respond. Her parents would kill her if they found out she was going out that late to see a guy.
'Wait…that was Takuya, wasn't it? Arg, it's so frustrating since Junpei and Takuya sound alike. And that guy didn't say his name or the occasion at all. Oh well, may as well take the risk. I couldn't bear it if I left Takuya there.'
Izumi proceeded to delete the message so her parents wouldn't know about the mysterious unknown. She put her things down and pondered what to wear and what to do with her hair.
'Hm, should I do my hair low or high? Maybe I should put on that new summer dress I got. What about my nails? Oh my poor nails, how neglected they have been.'
However, Izumi finally released.
"If this person really likes me, he will like me because of what I am, not because what I appear to be."
She decided on a simple grey skirt and a white shirt.
~*~*~*~
Takuya set down the phone. He now knew he could not play the piano for her, but other things were just as good. It didn't even bother him how much he had practiced for love can do many things to a person. Takuya was willing to wear something else than his conventional daily attire for Izumi. He took off his goggles, put on a plaid blue shirt, and a pair of khakis. Now all there was left was waiting. He silently went out to get a few flowers from his mother's garden. Roses were so clichéd. He went back inside and gave his face a wash and set out to the park. At least there, waiting was less tedious. The azure resiliency of the water would soothe his troubled and anxious mind.
~*~*~*~
Izumi was just about to set off for the park when her parents came home.
"Izumi dear, where are you going?" questioned her mother.
"Just going out to see a friend," Izumi cringed, hoping not to have to tell a lie to her parents.
"And which friend is this?" asked her father sternly with a look of disapproval.
"Uh, just a friend in my school group." Izumi replied.
"Young lady, we need to have a talk with you before you go anywhere." Replied her father as they dragged her to the living room, sat her down and half lectured her.
"Do you know what adolescents begin to do at this age? They start dating. Now, there's nothing wrong with that, it's just that guidelines to be set."
"Dad, THIS IS NOT A DATE! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Izumi becoming agitated that she was going to be late.
"No? But you must be educated either way. Now lets start off with a cross section of the male reproductive system. Dear, would you get out the diagram?" Izumi's father directed to her mother.
"Dad!…" Izumi protested.
"It's for your own good!"
(30 Minutes later)
"…And that's how babies are made. Any questions?"
"Can I go now?"
"Promise you will remember everything we told you."
"Without a doubt I won't forget." Izumi muttered sarcastically.
"Bye honey, be safe!"
Izumi leapt off the couch and bounded out of the door, her skirt trailing behind her. She was so afraid the mysterious unknown had already left. She didn't care her hair was a mess! It was almost 6:40 and she had to get to the park soon!
~*~*~*~
Takuya glanced down at his watch. It was almost 6:45. He presumed Izumi was not going to come and that Junpei had been lying, quite effectively, to him all along. He would remember to pulverize Junpei the next time he saw him. How stupid could he be? How could he think that Izumi Orimoto to come to fall for a pathetic guy like himself? Takuya was just going to walk back to his house when he saw a blurred figure running pretty fast in the distance. Was it? Could it be? It was! Takuya stepped out of the shadows and dropped his flowers.
Izumi looked frantically around the park. The orange glow of the sun was increasing as there were few people left in the park. But where was Takuya? Maybe the call was just a prank, maybe it had been Junpei and Takuya conspiring against her. How could they? How could she have fallen for it? It was impossible and Izumi was bitterly disappointed until she saw a figure step out of the shadows. She immediately slowed down and realized it was Takuya! Takuya had never looked so handsome, different clothes for a change, and a softened expression on his face. She walked slowly towards him as he took her hand and they embraced. Sweet and calm, a silent reverie.
"It has been too long." Whispered Takuya to Izumi.
"I know." Izumi replied holding him tighter.
The couple stood there in a picturesque setting, leaving their love to take care of the world.
A/N: Glory! I'm finished! And you hope you liked it ^^ New takumi fic set for release in June/July of 2003. Please look out for it. Tell me how you felt about this ending so I have a good idea exactly what people's ideals for endings are. Otherwise, hope you liked it!