Love Across Reality (aka No Title Yet)
By Anime Queen
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Okies, first off, I wanna proudly announce that this fic now has a title!!!!! *cheering and whistling heard in the background* It's "Love Across Reality", or at least for now ^,^ Special thanks goes to Fang Izumi, whose suggestions inspired me to come up with this title!! Thank you so much!! As a way to express my gratitude, please accept this dedication of this chapter to you!!! ^_^ Also a big thank you goes out to everyone who suggested a title!!! ^_^ I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!
Disclaimer: I never did, do not, and never will own Digimon or any of it's wonderful characters...
Without further adieu, please enjoy this, and don't forget to review as usual!! I just love reading your comments!!!
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Chapter 4
Apparently, it was not one of my girlish fantasies. Yamato was really there, and he was really holding me, for a while, at least. It felt so wonderful, I never wanted him to let go. But naturally, he had to when the front doorbell rang, announcing a customer. I took my place behind the counter, and he sat on it.
"Hey Sor, she's gonna be just fine, ok?"
I nodded and smiled, and he smiled back. Boy he had a great smile.
"Oh, I meant to give you this before, but..." Matt fumbled in his pockets, and produced a yellow slip of paper which he handed to me.
"What is it?" I asked him, looking down at the thing.
He laughed.
"It's a free ticket to my upcoming concert next Saturday," he explained. "Front row seat, too. Think you can make it?"
"Oh, yes, I'll be there!" I grinned and put the precious ticket in my own pocket. "Thanks."
"No problem," he shrugged. We stopped talking for the while it took me to help a guy pick out some flowers for his girlfriend and to check him out ten minutes later. Matt was trying not to laugh in the pathetic guy's face, and when he was gone, Matt gave way to the laughter. After some time, he settled down, and then there was silence.
"So... do you like it here?" Matt asked me.
I shook my head.
"It sucks."
"Why did you ever leave Odaiba?"
"It's my mother," I spread my arms in exasperation, "she's not too fond of my little Digimon adventure."
He nodded. "I know what you mean."
"I sure miss the others," I sighed.
"Do you still go to the digital world?"
The digital world! Of course! How could I overlook it? Matt grinned at me, probably reading my mind.
"But will it work now that we've completed our parts as Digidestined?" I thought aloud. Matt shrugged.
"It's worth a try."
Suddenly a beeping noise filled the room that turned out to be Matt's cell phone. He flipped up the cover.
"Yes?... hey... kinda busy, what's going on?... yeah, I'll be right there."
Matt put the phone away and looked at me apologetically.
"That was my manager. He needs me down there to practice," he explained.
"Ok then, see you later," I waved as he headed out the door, and I was all alone again. Takenouchi floral didn't have as much business as my mother's old flower shop in Odaiba, so most of the time I did my homework or played around with the cash register. Now that my mother was in rehab, the store was up to me to keep. It certainly felt like my own when I locked up at six o'clock in the evening and headed home.
As I approached my house, I saw a figure seated on the front steps.
"Matt!" I exclaimed in surprise after lighting the porch lights and seeing who it was.
"Hey," he grinned.
"How did you know where I lived?"
"How many 'Takenouchi's' are there in the phone book, do you think?"
I could not truly believe that the famous rock star Ishida Yamato went through the trouble of finding out where I lived. Why did he care, anyway?
"Come in," I opened the door and held it for him as he walked inside. He looked around while I shut it.
"This is nice," he nodded at me.
"Yeah, it's ok."
"Do you still have yours?" he suddenly asked me.
"Wh-" I turned around, and he had his digivice in his hand. I reached into my shirt pocket and pulled out my own.
"Do you think they still work?" I guess I sounded a little doubtful, but it's been four years since the Digital world was saved. How much trouble can there be in one world?
"Let's find out."
He grabbed me by the hand and started pulling me upstairs. I pointed in the direction of my bedroom. Matt walked up to my computer, and it automatically flickered on. Our digivices started glowing too.
"I guess they still work," Matt turned around and grinned.
"Does that mean our digital destinies weren't fulfilled four years ago?"
But Matt couldn't hear me, because the light has swallowed him up, and I was very close to it myself. Soon I was falling.
I landed on something soft. Upon examination, it turned out to me Matt. I gave out a cry of surprise, and scrambled off, but he didn't stir.
"I'm not that heavy, am I?" I mumbled, shaking him. "Matt? Wake up!" But he didn't respond.
I looked around. I knew we were back in the digital world, but why? What was our purpose?
"Matt... come on, wake up!" I moaned and shook him some more, but it produced the same result. I sat down on the grass next to him, and buried my head into my hands. What was I supposed to do now?
I sneaked a peek at Matt's handsome face. His soft yellow hair was so close to my fingers, just a tiny stretch would allow me to run them through the mass. I didn't know why, but at that moment I wondered what it would be like to kiss him, to be kissed by him, to be held by him, to spend the night with him.
I laughed at myself. We were in a life and death situation, but I still couldn't get serious. But what was I supposed to do? I started worrying, because it was slowly getting dark. I would have to find some firewood and food, but I was afraid to leave Matt. At least that was the reasoning they offered in books. I had no idea what to do. I didn't even have a flashlight.
I wished that Matt would wake up. I looked over at his unconscious self again, and realized for the first time that we were completely alone.
"No!"
I shook my head. I had no idea where that came from. It's true that I really liked Matt, possibly even loved him, but what if he woke up right that moment? It was too great a risk. I contented myself with cuddling up next to him under my jacket. That way we both could keep warm.
Even when he was unconscious, he looked as handsome as ever. I listened to his steady heartbeat, and felt his chest rise and fall slightly with every breath. He smelled of fruity aftershave that was almost hypnotizing. Everything about him was so good, so perfect. If only I had the courage to tell him what I really felt for him, if only he would feel the same way, it would be enough. I could stay in the digital world forever, knowing that he loved me. I looked up into his face, and gradually fell asleep.
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Ok, comments? Suggestions? Review please!! ^_^
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By Anime Queen
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Okies, first off, I wanna proudly announce that this fic now has a title!!!!! *cheering and whistling heard in the background* It's "Love Across Reality", or at least for now ^,^ Special thanks goes to Fang Izumi, whose suggestions inspired me to come up with this title!! Thank you so much!! As a way to express my gratitude, please accept this dedication of this chapter to you!!! ^_^ Also a big thank you goes out to everyone who suggested a title!!! ^_^ I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!
Disclaimer: I never did, do not, and never will own Digimon or any of it's wonderful characters...
Without further adieu, please enjoy this, and don't forget to review as usual!! I just love reading your comments!!!
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Chapter 4
Apparently, it was not one of my girlish fantasies. Yamato was really there, and he was really holding me, for a while, at least. It felt so wonderful, I never wanted him to let go. But naturally, he had to when the front doorbell rang, announcing a customer. I took my place behind the counter, and he sat on it.
"Hey Sor, she's gonna be just fine, ok?"
I nodded and smiled, and he smiled back. Boy he had a great smile.
"Oh, I meant to give you this before, but..." Matt fumbled in his pockets, and produced a yellow slip of paper which he handed to me.
"What is it?" I asked him, looking down at the thing.
He laughed.
"It's a free ticket to my upcoming concert next Saturday," he explained. "Front row seat, too. Think you can make it?"
"Oh, yes, I'll be there!" I grinned and put the precious ticket in my own pocket. "Thanks."
"No problem," he shrugged. We stopped talking for the while it took me to help a guy pick out some flowers for his girlfriend and to check him out ten minutes later. Matt was trying not to laugh in the pathetic guy's face, and when he was gone, Matt gave way to the laughter. After some time, he settled down, and then there was silence.
"So... do you like it here?" Matt asked me.
I shook my head.
"It sucks."
"Why did you ever leave Odaiba?"
"It's my mother," I spread my arms in exasperation, "she's not too fond of my little Digimon adventure."
He nodded. "I know what you mean."
"I sure miss the others," I sighed.
"Do you still go to the digital world?"
The digital world! Of course! How could I overlook it? Matt grinned at me, probably reading my mind.
"But will it work now that we've completed our parts as Digidestined?" I thought aloud. Matt shrugged.
"It's worth a try."
Suddenly a beeping noise filled the room that turned out to be Matt's cell phone. He flipped up the cover.
"Yes?... hey... kinda busy, what's going on?... yeah, I'll be right there."
Matt put the phone away and looked at me apologetically.
"That was my manager. He needs me down there to practice," he explained.
"Ok then, see you later," I waved as he headed out the door, and I was all alone again. Takenouchi floral didn't have as much business as my mother's old flower shop in Odaiba, so most of the time I did my homework or played around with the cash register. Now that my mother was in rehab, the store was up to me to keep. It certainly felt like my own when I locked up at six o'clock in the evening and headed home.
As I approached my house, I saw a figure seated on the front steps.
"Matt!" I exclaimed in surprise after lighting the porch lights and seeing who it was.
"Hey," he grinned.
"How did you know where I lived?"
"How many 'Takenouchi's' are there in the phone book, do you think?"
I could not truly believe that the famous rock star Ishida Yamato went through the trouble of finding out where I lived. Why did he care, anyway?
"Come in," I opened the door and held it for him as he walked inside. He looked around while I shut it.
"This is nice," he nodded at me.
"Yeah, it's ok."
"Do you still have yours?" he suddenly asked me.
"Wh-" I turned around, and he had his digivice in his hand. I reached into my shirt pocket and pulled out my own.
"Do you think they still work?" I guess I sounded a little doubtful, but it's been four years since the Digital world was saved. How much trouble can there be in one world?
"Let's find out."
He grabbed me by the hand and started pulling me upstairs. I pointed in the direction of my bedroom. Matt walked up to my computer, and it automatically flickered on. Our digivices started glowing too.
"I guess they still work," Matt turned around and grinned.
"Does that mean our digital destinies weren't fulfilled four years ago?"
But Matt couldn't hear me, because the light has swallowed him up, and I was very close to it myself. Soon I was falling.
I landed on something soft. Upon examination, it turned out to me Matt. I gave out a cry of surprise, and scrambled off, but he didn't stir.
"I'm not that heavy, am I?" I mumbled, shaking him. "Matt? Wake up!" But he didn't respond.
I looked around. I knew we were back in the digital world, but why? What was our purpose?
"Matt... come on, wake up!" I moaned and shook him some more, but it produced the same result. I sat down on the grass next to him, and buried my head into my hands. What was I supposed to do now?
I sneaked a peek at Matt's handsome face. His soft yellow hair was so close to my fingers, just a tiny stretch would allow me to run them through the mass. I didn't know why, but at that moment I wondered what it would be like to kiss him, to be kissed by him, to be held by him, to spend the night with him.
I laughed at myself. We were in a life and death situation, but I still couldn't get serious. But what was I supposed to do? I started worrying, because it was slowly getting dark. I would have to find some firewood and food, but I was afraid to leave Matt. At least that was the reasoning they offered in books. I had no idea what to do. I didn't even have a flashlight.
I wished that Matt would wake up. I looked over at his unconscious self again, and realized for the first time that we were completely alone.
"No!"
I shook my head. I had no idea where that came from. It's true that I really liked Matt, possibly even loved him, but what if he woke up right that moment? It was too great a risk. I contented myself with cuddling up next to him under my jacket. That way we both could keep warm.
Even when he was unconscious, he looked as handsome as ever. I listened to his steady heartbeat, and felt his chest rise and fall slightly with every breath. He smelled of fruity aftershave that was almost hypnotizing. Everything about him was so good, so perfect. If only I had the courage to tell him what I really felt for him, if only he would feel the same way, it would be enough. I could stay in the digital world forever, knowing that he loved me. I looked up into his face, and gradually fell asleep.
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