Disclaimer: PC was right. The possibilities would be endless if we owned Digimon. But, sadly, we don't, so you'll never get to see our sadistic, er, interesting plans.
A/N – We're rattling out these chapters so fast it's funny. So here's Chapter 6. Takeru and Hikari are stuck in that whatamacallit place, a.k.a. the 'hotel'. What's gonna happen next? I don't know. Wait! I'm supposed to know. I'm the author. Oh, well, read more to find out.
Love, Hate, Pain, War
Chapter 6: The Soldier and His Damsel
By: Hopeful Writer and PhoenixChild
This Chapter by: Hopeful Writer
Takeru studied Hikari's smirk with slight pleasure. His heart was pounding at an indescribable rate. If she wasn't my enemy's sister, I would have... He broke off his thoughts, not letting the blush reach his cheeks. "So... now what?" he asked softly, staring into his ruby eyes gently.
Those very same eyes glittered mischievously. A clap of thunder sounded and there was a flash of lightening that lit up Hikari's face. The room had suddenly darkened and Takeru felt a little scared.
"Well, Takeru, there's only so much to do in a dark hotel during a storm that could last for days. What do you want to do?" Her grin was similar to that of the Cheshire cat.
"I want to know what's in that box."
Hikari laughed. "You're fast, but you're not fast enough. I'm not going to tell you, Takeru. It's private."
Takeru pursed his lips for a moment before clasping his hands, dropping to his knees, and begging, "Please? Pretty please? Please?"
Hikari laughed again. "No."
The 'hotel' manager returned. "Mr. Takaishi. There are about twenty men in the hotel lobby who want to see you."
"That's not good, kid."
"I figured so. I took the liberty of, um, borrowing these from some of the guards when they weren't looking." He held up three guns.
Takeru took one, as did Hikari, who was now looking very nervous. "Who's the third gun for, kid?"
"Me. I'm gonna fight with you."
Takeru sighed. "Okay, tiny. What's your real name?"
The dark-haired boy smiled shyly. "Iori. Iori Hida."
Takeru smiled back, but his was grim and dark. "Well, Iori Hida, get ready for the ride of your life. Welcome to the army."
A/N – Sorry, PC. I couldn't resist adding little Iori to the story. I hope this chapter didn't bore everyone to death. It was kind of dry. And short again! ::sigh:: I'll get a long one yet. I just didn't have much time to write this chapter. You're next, PC. §LaTa§ -- hW
