The Lone Wolf and the Lonely Butterfly
by cherryblossumangel
cherryblossumangel: (mood switch)
Akiya Arimoto: Hiya people! This is still me, the author! Cherry just went for a nice break. She has been doing this for a long time. I heard she retired. Whatever, she gave me the sheets for this chapter ONLY! I don't know when she will be back though! And here comes my twin!
Anime Angel: Hello. CAN we just go on with the story, PLEASE?
Akiya Arimoto: (being very sarcastic) We are surely in a great mood today!
(Anime Angel glares at her)
Akiya Arimoto: (sweatdrops) Okay the disclaimer: Cherry does not own digimon. Neither do I or Anime Angel here. (smirks at AA)
Anime Angel: hmph.
Chapter Five: The Art of Dancing
Kouji was expecting Izumi to-
cherryblossumangel: I'm baaaaacccccccckkkkkk! (gives the two AA their lunch) And thank you both! Now you two, shooo! (turns around and finds angry readers)
cherryblossumangel: WAAATTTTTT? (readers point to chapter beginning) OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! On with the story! Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, it's a PG story. Or maybe a PG13. I dunno. ACHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Kouji was expecting Izumi to breeze in though the door and start talking to Lara.
He knew that Lara had an influence that allowed a girl to tell her a secret. Kouji didn't care. All girls were like that, he thought to himself, and ignored the pain that caused in his heart.
His brain was always jumping toward stupid conclusions, but his heart chose the right ones. But Kouji didn't know that.
He was sitting at his desk, his eyes taking in the first sign of winter; a snowflake passed his window and fell toward the ground. He looked at it.
Winter's coming, he thought. Izumi still didn't come into homeroom.
So? he thought to himself. Maybe she wanted to stay home after yesterday. Yeah, maybe that's it.
He walked down the hall, pausing only to look into the classrooms. Suddenly, he spotted Izumi against a wall. She was backed up by one of the popular kids: Lewis Dubon.
Kouji glared at him, but Lewis didn't see him. His back was to him, and Izumi was too busy trying to ward him off.
Lewis leaned close to her, and looked into her eyes. They were filled with disgust.
"Why don't you go to the dance with me?" he asked too nicely.
"Because-"
"I'm going with her," a voice said behind Lewis.
(cheers go in the background of Akiya's computer)
(sweatdrops)
Izumi looked up. It was Kouji!
He had a huge scowl on his face. His arms were crossed around his chest. He was leaning against the wall.
Lewis, after coming over his shock, had a smirk on his face.
"Hey Lone Wolf, what are you doing here? Are you actually going with her?"
"Yes," Kouji cut off before Izumi could say anything. Lewis thought it was all a joke.
Kouji, on the other hand, didn't. Lewis tried again. Who cares? Lone Wolf cannot do anything because he's not really going out with Izumi because he . . . cannot!
He then turned to Izumi, and promised her popularity if she went out with him to the dance. As if Kouji wasn't even there.
Izumi said, "No!"
She slapped him across the face.
Lewis, growling, grabbed her arm, and whispered in her ear, "I can make life very painful for you. You'll be disliked around the school, everywhere . . . "
Kouji was very annoyed with him, so he sent a fist toward Lewis' face. Lewis turned, and it hit him squarely in the face.
Izumi gasped, as Lewis ran for his life.
"You don't have to come with me!" she said, turning away.
Kouji said nothing, but when his back was turned, he tossed, "I'll meet you at seven at the train station." Then he walked away.
Kouji Minamoto, you're really nice after all, Izumi thought. She unconsiously had a smile on her face.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Izumi wore a purple shawl and a knee-high dress. She was shivering, sitting on a bench in the trian station. She looked at her watch bracelet agin. Twenty minutes have passed so far, she thought.
But she was determined to wait him out. A wolf won't feel safe leaving its lair. I'll stay as long as I have to, she thought determingly.
~*~*~*~*Meanwhile~*~*~*~*~
Kouji stared at the ceiling. He didn't know why he had agreed to go with Izumi to the dance.
How could I have been so stupid?! he cried in his mind. One dance was enough!
He had made a rule in his mind he had kept in the past; this was the first time he had broken it. The rule was: Never let a girl enter your heart. They're dumb, Kouji reminded himself.
He had been trying to convince himself that Izumi was the same, for the past twenty minutes. Finally, Kouji took out his tuxedo he wore in his high school graduation. It still fit him.
He grabbed his jacket on the way out. He thought, Izumi would be gone by now, but some part of him hoped she would be waiting for him.
Who cares if she's waiting for me or not? he thought angrily. I don't.
He drove slowly to the train station in his blue Toyota. He got out, locked the car, and saw Izumi.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Izumi was shivering cold. She huddled closer to her shawl, which provided her little warmth.
I should've brought a warm jacket, she thought miserably.
Suddenly, she spotted a dark figure walking toward her. She had to fight the urge to run, but when she saw it was Kouji, she got up and walked toward him.
Kouji had an uncomfortable look on his face.
"I'm sorry I kept you waiting," he said. Then he noticed that she was shivering. He shrugged out o0f his jacket, and gave it to her.
"You're sure you're warm enough?" Izumi asked, worried.
"I'm fine," he only said. Izumi took the jacket and said, "Thanks, Kouji. You're so nice."
Kouji said nothing, but inside, he was flushing.
She didn't squeal or giggle when I gave it to her, he told himself. Such a good sign.
Kouji and Izumi walked to his car. Kouji opened her door for her. Izumi smiled, and said," Thank you."
As they drove, Kouji glanced at the review mirror and noticed Izumi staring at him. Blue eyes met with aquarime eyes. They looked away from each other, and Izumi had a blush creeping up her face.
Finally, they arrived at the club. Kouji gave the person the tickets, and they were inside. The dance floor was packed.
Many people were dancing, while some of them were watching others. Suddenly, someone bumped into Kouji.
It was Lara. "Hi," she said flirtingly. Kouji closed in eyes and said, "Get away from me."
She scowled, and did, but not without noticing Izumi.
"Hey, you're the new kid, right?" Lara smirked, and continued,"Well, I mean, what are you doing with Kouji here?"
Kouji was getting really pissed off, and said, "She's my date."
Lara turned a crisom red. "I thought you weren't going!" she shierked.
Kouji said, "Well, you thought." Lara was getting really mad at him. Wait til I get me revenge on him, then we'll see who gets the last thought, she thought to herself, turning away.
She walked away with her GGG. (That stand for Goo-Goo Group. It has a certain ring to it, doesn't it?)
Suddenly, Izumi pulled at his arm. "Let's dance!"
She pulled him toward the dance floor. Kouji said hurriedly, "But I don't know how!" He was completely mortified. Izumi continued to drag him, not letting him get to her.
Finally, she stopped. Kouji said, "I don't want to dance."
She put one of his hands on her shoulder, and held the other with hers, tightly. "It's really easy, I'll teach you," she said. They started to dance, with Izumi guiding, and Kouji learning.
He stepped on Izumi's shoes, and bumped into people, but they were having a good time. By the time the song ended, people had stayed away from them, because they thought that they were insane.
Most people were really surpired at seeing Kouji's flushed face, and the fact that he was dancing. With a girl! He avoided girls like crazy in the past. What changed his mind? they thought as one.
Akiya: Sorry I took so long. Hey, I gave you your Christmas present. Today's December 25, 2002. Merry Christmas! For Italian peeps, Buon Natale! Since I was ever so kind to give you yours, give me mine! It's spelled, R-E- V-I-E-W. Thanks for people who did give me my presents already. If you don't like it, don't flame it. Also, as white sihirah says, Too bad, so sad!
by cherryblossumangel
cherryblossumangel: (mood switch)
Akiya Arimoto: Hiya people! This is still me, the author! Cherry just went for a nice break. She has been doing this for a long time. I heard she retired. Whatever, she gave me the sheets for this chapter ONLY! I don't know when she will be back though! And here comes my twin!
Anime Angel: Hello. CAN we just go on with the story, PLEASE?
Akiya Arimoto: (being very sarcastic) We are surely in a great mood today!
(Anime Angel glares at her)
Akiya Arimoto: (sweatdrops) Okay the disclaimer: Cherry does not own digimon. Neither do I or Anime Angel here. (smirks at AA)
Anime Angel: hmph.
Chapter Five: The Art of Dancing
Kouji was expecting Izumi to-
cherryblossumangel: I'm baaaaacccccccckkkkkk! (gives the two AA their lunch) And thank you both! Now you two, shooo! (turns around and finds angry readers)
cherryblossumangel: WAAATTTTTT? (readers point to chapter beginning) OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! On with the story! Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, it's a PG story. Or maybe a PG13. I dunno. ACHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Kouji was expecting Izumi to breeze in though the door and start talking to Lara.
He knew that Lara had an influence that allowed a girl to tell her a secret. Kouji didn't care. All girls were like that, he thought to himself, and ignored the pain that caused in his heart.
His brain was always jumping toward stupid conclusions, but his heart chose the right ones. But Kouji didn't know that.
He was sitting at his desk, his eyes taking in the first sign of winter; a snowflake passed his window and fell toward the ground. He looked at it.
Winter's coming, he thought. Izumi still didn't come into homeroom.
So? he thought to himself. Maybe she wanted to stay home after yesterday. Yeah, maybe that's it.
He walked down the hall, pausing only to look into the classrooms. Suddenly, he spotted Izumi against a wall. She was backed up by one of the popular kids: Lewis Dubon.
Kouji glared at him, but Lewis didn't see him. His back was to him, and Izumi was too busy trying to ward him off.
Lewis leaned close to her, and looked into her eyes. They were filled with disgust.
"Why don't you go to the dance with me?" he asked too nicely.
"Because-"
"I'm going with her," a voice said behind Lewis.
(cheers go in the background of Akiya's computer)
(sweatdrops)
Izumi looked up. It was Kouji!
He had a huge scowl on his face. His arms were crossed around his chest. He was leaning against the wall.
Lewis, after coming over his shock, had a smirk on his face.
"Hey Lone Wolf, what are you doing here? Are you actually going with her?"
"Yes," Kouji cut off before Izumi could say anything. Lewis thought it was all a joke.
Kouji, on the other hand, didn't. Lewis tried again. Who cares? Lone Wolf cannot do anything because he's not really going out with Izumi because he . . . cannot!
He then turned to Izumi, and promised her popularity if she went out with him to the dance. As if Kouji wasn't even there.
Izumi said, "No!"
She slapped him across the face.
Lewis, growling, grabbed her arm, and whispered in her ear, "I can make life very painful for you. You'll be disliked around the school, everywhere . . . "
Kouji was very annoyed with him, so he sent a fist toward Lewis' face. Lewis turned, and it hit him squarely in the face.
Izumi gasped, as Lewis ran for his life.
"You don't have to come with me!" she said, turning away.
Kouji said nothing, but when his back was turned, he tossed, "I'll meet you at seven at the train station." Then he walked away.
Kouji Minamoto, you're really nice after all, Izumi thought. She unconsiously had a smile on her face.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Izumi wore a purple shawl and a knee-high dress. She was shivering, sitting on a bench in the trian station. She looked at her watch bracelet agin. Twenty minutes have passed so far, she thought.
But she was determined to wait him out. A wolf won't feel safe leaving its lair. I'll stay as long as I have to, she thought determingly.
~*~*~*~*Meanwhile~*~*~*~*~
Kouji stared at the ceiling. He didn't know why he had agreed to go with Izumi to the dance.
How could I have been so stupid?! he cried in his mind. One dance was enough!
He had made a rule in his mind he had kept in the past; this was the first time he had broken it. The rule was: Never let a girl enter your heart. They're dumb, Kouji reminded himself.
He had been trying to convince himself that Izumi was the same, for the past twenty minutes. Finally, Kouji took out his tuxedo he wore in his high school graduation. It still fit him.
He grabbed his jacket on the way out. He thought, Izumi would be gone by now, but some part of him hoped she would be waiting for him.
Who cares if she's waiting for me or not? he thought angrily. I don't.
He drove slowly to the train station in his blue Toyota. He got out, locked the car, and saw Izumi.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Izumi was shivering cold. She huddled closer to her shawl, which provided her little warmth.
I should've brought a warm jacket, she thought miserably.
Suddenly, she spotted a dark figure walking toward her. She had to fight the urge to run, but when she saw it was Kouji, she got up and walked toward him.
Kouji had an uncomfortable look on his face.
"I'm sorry I kept you waiting," he said. Then he noticed that she was shivering. He shrugged out o0f his jacket, and gave it to her.
"You're sure you're warm enough?" Izumi asked, worried.
"I'm fine," he only said. Izumi took the jacket and said, "Thanks, Kouji. You're so nice."
Kouji said nothing, but inside, he was flushing.
She didn't squeal or giggle when I gave it to her, he told himself. Such a good sign.
Kouji and Izumi walked to his car. Kouji opened her door for her. Izumi smiled, and said," Thank you."
As they drove, Kouji glanced at the review mirror and noticed Izumi staring at him. Blue eyes met with aquarime eyes. They looked away from each other, and Izumi had a blush creeping up her face.
Finally, they arrived at the club. Kouji gave the person the tickets, and they were inside. The dance floor was packed.
Many people were dancing, while some of them were watching others. Suddenly, someone bumped into Kouji.
It was Lara. "Hi," she said flirtingly. Kouji closed in eyes and said, "Get away from me."
She scowled, and did, but not without noticing Izumi.
"Hey, you're the new kid, right?" Lara smirked, and continued,"Well, I mean, what are you doing with Kouji here?"
Kouji was getting really pissed off, and said, "She's my date."
Lara turned a crisom red. "I thought you weren't going!" she shierked.
Kouji said, "Well, you thought." Lara was getting really mad at him. Wait til I get me revenge on him, then we'll see who gets the last thought, she thought to herself, turning away.
She walked away with her GGG. (That stand for Goo-Goo Group. It has a certain ring to it, doesn't it?)
Suddenly, Izumi pulled at his arm. "Let's dance!"
She pulled him toward the dance floor. Kouji said hurriedly, "But I don't know how!" He was completely mortified. Izumi continued to drag him, not letting him get to her.
Finally, she stopped. Kouji said, "I don't want to dance."
She put one of his hands on her shoulder, and held the other with hers, tightly. "It's really easy, I'll teach you," she said. They started to dance, with Izumi guiding, and Kouji learning.
He stepped on Izumi's shoes, and bumped into people, but they were having a good time. By the time the song ended, people had stayed away from them, because they thought that they were insane.
Most people were really surpired at seeing Kouji's flushed face, and the fact that he was dancing. With a girl! He avoided girls like crazy in the past. What changed his mind? they thought as one.
Akiya: Sorry I took so long. Hey, I gave you your Christmas present. Today's December 25, 2002. Merry Christmas! For Italian peeps, Buon Natale! Since I was ever so kind to give you yours, give me mine! It's spelled, R-E- V-I-E-W. Thanks for people who did give me my presents already. If you don't like it, don't flame it. Also, as white sihirah says, Too bad, so sad!