A/N: I no own digimon.
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"Okaasan, Otousan," he said. "Can a friend give me a ride home, please?" he half begged.
"That depends on if this friend of yours is a girl or a boy."
"It's Yamato-san, Okaasan."
"Oh. And I suppose you'll want to be spending the night as well?"
"Anou"
"What do you think, anata?" Mrs. Yagami looked at Mr. Yagami. He shrugged. "As long as there are no females involved."
"Does Yamato's brother Takeru count?"
All three laughed, then Tai immediately stopped, feeling guilty. "Okay, I really, really didn't mean that."
"Of course not, honey," Mrs. Yagami said, then sighed. "Alright. Call us as soon as you get to his place, and grab some clothes, okay?"
"Anou, Okaasan,"
"Have fun, sweetie."
Taichi paused. He hoped Matt wouldn't mind having a partner for the night.
"Okay, thanks Okaasan, Otousan,"
"Be safe! Good job, honey!"
Taichi waved a hand while shooting off through the busy parking lot. There were a lot of honks, screams, and swerves followed by screeches, but Tai wasn't really in most of those. Note the keyword?
Meanwhile, Yamato, Takeru, and Hikari were all leaning against Matt's car.
Hikari was rubbing her eyes frantically, fighting tears. Takeru and Yamato were trying to comfort her.
"I could have just walked up," Hikari choked out. "I could have apologized, and said it was only a sick joke, and they would be my parents again, and I would live with them, then I could say I was raped and beg not to get an abortion, then they would support me..."
"Hikari, you know that wouldn't have happened or been possible," Takeru murmured comfortingly.
"They disowned me," she whispered, leaning against Matt. "They really hate me, and I don't exist to them any more..."
"Hey, don't talk like that," Yamato said with a light frown. He squeezed her shoulder. "Hey, Hikari, your parents love you. I'm certain that if they aren't seriously guilty, they're trying to figure out where and how you are."
Hikari sniffled, just as Taichi jogged up.
"Stupid, women, drivers," he gasped, leaning forward and putting his hands on his knees while trying to catch his breath. The trio waited patiently for him to regain himself.
"Okay," Yamato said, taking a deep breath. "Hikari and Taichi in back, Tai, you sit behind the passenger seat. Takeru didn't do anything," Yamato added, opening the doors.
"What?" Taichi asked.
"He doesn't want you to kill him while he's driving," Takeru translated. His face softened. "Taichi-kun? Please don't hate him."
"What? Okay Yamato, what did you do to my little sister?"
"He's a sharp one isn't he?" Yamato asked, making a weak stab at a joke. Hikari poked him; he had managed to give her strength to fight tears better, though this experience would undoubtedly leave everybody in tears, whether it be from physical pain or emotional.
"Once we're on the road," Yamato muttered. They drove out, and after maybe thirty minutes were on the highway, and back towards home. Takeru checked his watch. It should be around eight p.m. when they got home.
After a while, Yamato went through a drive through, and everybody was kept happy momentarily for a while with food.
It was only a little while after that before something was actually *said*.
"So, spill it," Taichi told Hikari, looking at her. "What's wrong?"
Takeru shifted in front. Yamato told him this was Hikari's story to tell unless she asked for help. TK and Yamato didn't do anything after that, So after a deep breath, Hikari said, "Taichi? Last night, or, the night before last night, um, Okaasan and Otousan and I got in a really big fight." She paused, took a deep breath, then went on, "They said they'd disown me, and I told them I hated them, and ran off." Hikari decided to leave the jumping off the balcony part.
She didn't say anything for a bit after that, just stared hard at her hands in her lap, twisting her fingers. She bit her lip, fighting, but tears dripped down her cheeks anyway.
After a bit, Tai slowly sat back. "That's it?" he asked.
"No, Oniichan," Hikari whispered. "What we were arguing about..."
Taichi tensed, leaning toward his little sister again. He wiped the tears off of her face. "Come on, Hikari; you can tell me."
Hikari took a deep shaky breath. "Taichi-san, you have to promise not to hate me," she said. "I know you'll be angry and disgusted, and you'll be glad Okaasan and Otousan disowned me, but please, don't hate me!"
"I could never hate you, Hikari; and Okaasan and Otousan didn't disown you, they probably just got really worked up and need some space....." he trailed off. It took a lot to get his parents worked up, and even more for Hikari. He bit his lips: this was bad.
"About a month ago," Hikari started, "You know how that boy I thought I loved, how he broke up with me?" Tai tensed even more. He remembered. He also remembered how depressed Hikari had been, and how much he had wanted to punch that moron's face in.
"Yes," he started slowly.
"Well, I kind of wandered around after he, you know, said he basically hated me, and ended up at somebody's house." She paused, more tears falling.
"He, he comforted me, and stuff, and I spent the night at his house, and..." Hikari trailed off. Remembering what she'd done with TK, she reached under the seat, grabbed the bag, and shoved it under Tai's nose.
"I've already taken one," she said, looking at the bag and whatever it's contents may be. "That's just a double check, to show you and any others who might want to really know." She offered a cynical smile. "Who knows, maybe I made a mistake before?" then she brought her knees up, covered her face, and had about a moment to ponder how this position seemed so familiar, before bursting into tears once more. 'I cry too much. Ugh, I'm such a coward, a baby!' she thought angrily, hitting her head a couple of times before tangling her fingers in her hair. 'what kind of mother am I going to be?' a bad one.
There was a moment, but whenever Tai reached out to Hikari she would withdraw further away, so he hastily ripped the bag away and examined what was in it.
There was a moment of silence.
"Oh My God, Hikari," Taichi whispered. Another moment of silence. "I want the full story."
Noting the tone, Hikari forced herself to choke out everything, from what she could remember of Yamato's' comforting voice and words, skipping hastily over the night, and over the month, how she thought she might have, when she purchased the first test, it's results, her stage of denial, the fight she had had with her parents, then stopped there.
She had managed to avoid mentioning any art of Yamato during her explanation.
Once all was said and done, she was a bit tear strained, and exhausted, and felt as though every part of her had absolutely no water in it whatsoever. She heaved a few dry sobs, gagged, then became silent other than sniffling. Takeru and Yamato remained silent, though tense.
"Oh God, Hikari," Taichi repeated, softly. "What did you do?"
Hikari jerked straight, the seatbelt the only thing keeping her from lunging into a chaotic frenzy.
"I HAD SEX AND NOW I'M PREGNANT!" She screamed. "I UNDERSTAND IF YOU'RE LIKE OKAASAN AND OTOUSAN, BUT DON'T HATE ME!!!" her voice was shrill and high pitched, and Yamato jumped, swerving slightly. Everybody grabbed on to something as he struggled to regain his balance on the road, leaned on his horn a bit, screamed back at those who screamed at him, and they waited for a moment until they were calmed down. "This is NOT my driving day," Yamato hissed through clenched teeth, choosing to ignore a driver that flipped him off.
Takeru saw the humor in all of this, but wisely focused on those behind him.
"I don't hate you, Imouto," Taichi noted softly. "I'm just disappointed."
Hikari calmed down dramatically, and stared down at her feet. She took the box from her brother, once more stuffed it under the seat, then sighed.
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"Okaasan, Otousan," he said. "Can a friend give me a ride home, please?" he half begged.
"That depends on if this friend of yours is a girl or a boy."
"It's Yamato-san, Okaasan."
"Oh. And I suppose you'll want to be spending the night as well?"
"Anou"
"What do you think, anata?" Mrs. Yagami looked at Mr. Yagami. He shrugged. "As long as there are no females involved."
"Does Yamato's brother Takeru count?"
All three laughed, then Tai immediately stopped, feeling guilty. "Okay, I really, really didn't mean that."
"Of course not, honey," Mrs. Yagami said, then sighed. "Alright. Call us as soon as you get to his place, and grab some clothes, okay?"
"Anou, Okaasan,"
"Have fun, sweetie."
Taichi paused. He hoped Matt wouldn't mind having a partner for the night.
"Okay, thanks Okaasan, Otousan,"
"Be safe! Good job, honey!"
Taichi waved a hand while shooting off through the busy parking lot. There were a lot of honks, screams, and swerves followed by screeches, but Tai wasn't really in most of those. Note the keyword?
Meanwhile, Yamato, Takeru, and Hikari were all leaning against Matt's car.
Hikari was rubbing her eyes frantically, fighting tears. Takeru and Yamato were trying to comfort her.
"I could have just walked up," Hikari choked out. "I could have apologized, and said it was only a sick joke, and they would be my parents again, and I would live with them, then I could say I was raped and beg not to get an abortion, then they would support me..."
"Hikari, you know that wouldn't have happened or been possible," Takeru murmured comfortingly.
"They disowned me," she whispered, leaning against Matt. "They really hate me, and I don't exist to them any more..."
"Hey, don't talk like that," Yamato said with a light frown. He squeezed her shoulder. "Hey, Hikari, your parents love you. I'm certain that if they aren't seriously guilty, they're trying to figure out where and how you are."
Hikari sniffled, just as Taichi jogged up.
"Stupid, women, drivers," he gasped, leaning forward and putting his hands on his knees while trying to catch his breath. The trio waited patiently for him to regain himself.
"Okay," Yamato said, taking a deep breath. "Hikari and Taichi in back, Tai, you sit behind the passenger seat. Takeru didn't do anything," Yamato added, opening the doors.
"What?" Taichi asked.
"He doesn't want you to kill him while he's driving," Takeru translated. His face softened. "Taichi-kun? Please don't hate him."
"What? Okay Yamato, what did you do to my little sister?"
"He's a sharp one isn't he?" Yamato asked, making a weak stab at a joke. Hikari poked him; he had managed to give her strength to fight tears better, though this experience would undoubtedly leave everybody in tears, whether it be from physical pain or emotional.
"Once we're on the road," Yamato muttered. They drove out, and after maybe thirty minutes were on the highway, and back towards home. Takeru checked his watch. It should be around eight p.m. when they got home.
After a while, Yamato went through a drive through, and everybody was kept happy momentarily for a while with food.
It was only a little while after that before something was actually *said*.
"So, spill it," Taichi told Hikari, looking at her. "What's wrong?"
Takeru shifted in front. Yamato told him this was Hikari's story to tell unless she asked for help. TK and Yamato didn't do anything after that, So after a deep breath, Hikari said, "Taichi? Last night, or, the night before last night, um, Okaasan and Otousan and I got in a really big fight." She paused, took a deep breath, then went on, "They said they'd disown me, and I told them I hated them, and ran off." Hikari decided to leave the jumping off the balcony part.
She didn't say anything for a bit after that, just stared hard at her hands in her lap, twisting her fingers. She bit her lip, fighting, but tears dripped down her cheeks anyway.
After a bit, Tai slowly sat back. "That's it?" he asked.
"No, Oniichan," Hikari whispered. "What we were arguing about..."
Taichi tensed, leaning toward his little sister again. He wiped the tears off of her face. "Come on, Hikari; you can tell me."
Hikari took a deep shaky breath. "Taichi-san, you have to promise not to hate me," she said. "I know you'll be angry and disgusted, and you'll be glad Okaasan and Otousan disowned me, but please, don't hate me!"
"I could never hate you, Hikari; and Okaasan and Otousan didn't disown you, they probably just got really worked up and need some space....." he trailed off. It took a lot to get his parents worked up, and even more for Hikari. He bit his lips: this was bad.
"About a month ago," Hikari started, "You know how that boy I thought I loved, how he broke up with me?" Tai tensed even more. He remembered. He also remembered how depressed Hikari had been, and how much he had wanted to punch that moron's face in.
"Yes," he started slowly.
"Well, I kind of wandered around after he, you know, said he basically hated me, and ended up at somebody's house." She paused, more tears falling.
"He, he comforted me, and stuff, and I spent the night at his house, and..." Hikari trailed off. Remembering what she'd done with TK, she reached under the seat, grabbed the bag, and shoved it under Tai's nose.
"I've already taken one," she said, looking at the bag and whatever it's contents may be. "That's just a double check, to show you and any others who might want to really know." She offered a cynical smile. "Who knows, maybe I made a mistake before?" then she brought her knees up, covered her face, and had about a moment to ponder how this position seemed so familiar, before bursting into tears once more. 'I cry too much. Ugh, I'm such a coward, a baby!' she thought angrily, hitting her head a couple of times before tangling her fingers in her hair. 'what kind of mother am I going to be?' a bad one.
There was a moment, but whenever Tai reached out to Hikari she would withdraw further away, so he hastily ripped the bag away and examined what was in it.
There was a moment of silence.
"Oh My God, Hikari," Taichi whispered. Another moment of silence. "I want the full story."
Noting the tone, Hikari forced herself to choke out everything, from what she could remember of Yamato's' comforting voice and words, skipping hastily over the night, and over the month, how she thought she might have, when she purchased the first test, it's results, her stage of denial, the fight she had had with her parents, then stopped there.
She had managed to avoid mentioning any art of Yamato during her explanation.
Once all was said and done, she was a bit tear strained, and exhausted, and felt as though every part of her had absolutely no water in it whatsoever. She heaved a few dry sobs, gagged, then became silent other than sniffling. Takeru and Yamato remained silent, though tense.
"Oh God, Hikari," Taichi repeated, softly. "What did you do?"
Hikari jerked straight, the seatbelt the only thing keeping her from lunging into a chaotic frenzy.
"I HAD SEX AND NOW I'M PREGNANT!" She screamed. "I UNDERSTAND IF YOU'RE LIKE OKAASAN AND OTOUSAN, BUT DON'T HATE ME!!!" her voice was shrill and high pitched, and Yamato jumped, swerving slightly. Everybody grabbed on to something as he struggled to regain his balance on the road, leaned on his horn a bit, screamed back at those who screamed at him, and they waited for a moment until they were calmed down. "This is NOT my driving day," Yamato hissed through clenched teeth, choosing to ignore a driver that flipped him off.
Takeru saw the humor in all of this, but wisely focused on those behind him.
"I don't hate you, Imouto," Taichi noted softly. "I'm just disappointed."
Hikari calmed down dramatically, and stared down at her feet. She took the box from her brother, once more stuffed it under the seat, then sighed.
