The Story of Us
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by summer dragonfly
Chapter I
School
A/N: Wow thanks you guys for all the nice reviews. Well here it is: Chapter 1! It's a bit long. And
my knowledge of Rika's school is really bad; I didn't know what it's name or what it looks like
or if it's an all-girls school---but oh well. This is MY version of her school. Tee hee!
Hope you like.
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*I can't believe it. He's gonna be a student here!* Rika looked at him in shock.
The teacher cleared his throat. "Class, I'd like to introduce Ryo Akiyama. He will joining us
here at West Shinjuku Academy for the Gifted(A/N: I don't know what the name of Rika's school
is so I'm making up my own name. Hope that's ok.). Ryo, why don't you tell us about yourself?"
"Uh," Ryo stared nervously around the classroom. "I moved here from about uptown..."
*WAY uptown.* Rika was looking in all places but at Ryo. She didn't know why, but somehow
she didn't know how to react to this.
"What about your hobbies?" the teacher asked.
"Uh...I like to play the Digimon Card Game."
"That's right!" a boy from the back of the class suddenly yelled. "You're that guy who played
Digimon Cards really well and just disappeared one day!"
"Um," Ryo looked to his feet.
"That's not polite. Detention for you." the teacher said sternly at the boy.
"Sorry." he said, sitting down and looking quite embarrassed.
"Well, why don't you take a seat, Ryo?"
"Where?"
"Anywhere that's open. How about right there to that girl's right?" the teacher pointed to
any empty seat next to Rika. "Her name is Rika Nonaka."
Rika was forced to look at him. "Hi." she said nervously.
Ryo smiled back at her.
"Rika, would you mind showing Ryo the ropes today? Giving him a tour of the school? Help him
find his lessons maybe?"
"Of--of course not."
"Thank you, Rika. Take a seat, Ryo. We welcome you to History of Japan 101."
Ryo went to sit down to Rika's right as the teacher continued giving his lecture.
"Hello, Rika." Ryo said casually, taking things out of his school bag.
"WHAT are you doing here?!" Rika hissed from the side of her mouth.
"I moved." He gave her one of his trademark smiles.
"You could've called."
"I thought I'd just drop in and surprise my old friend."
"Well, I'm surprised all right."
"Of course Rika, I couldn't miss the oppurtunity to see you in a skirt."
Rika looked at him and punched him playfully on the shoulder. She continued taking down notes.
"Shut up." she laughed.
They didn't talk again for the rest of the class. When the bell rang, Rika dashed out the
door, Ryo close behind her.
"I don't know what you're so upset about." Ryo jogged to keep up with her.
"I don't know either, Ryo." She stopped suddenly, making Ryo come to a screeching halt.
"I just--this is weird for me, that's all."
They stood there awkwardly for a moment.
Ryo finally broke the silence. "Um, can I ask you something?"
"You just did." She smiled. "You can ask me something else, though."
"Do you know where locker 537 is?" Ryo asked.
"Um, sure, it's right down here..."
*This is nice feeling.* Ryo thought. *Just walking with her. Someday I'll get the guts to tell
her how I really feel.*
"Here it is. This whole section right here is the 500's." Rika said, pointing to the lockers
straight down the right side of the hall.
"Where's your locker?" Ryo searched around for the paper on which his combination was written.
"In the 600's." Rika leaned against the row of lockers.
"That means..." Ryo pulled out his map of the school. "It's uh..." he was turning the map around
and around.
Rika laughed. "It's right over there, silly." She pointed to the row of lockers directly across
the hall from the 500 lockers, on the left side of the hall. "640 is mine."
"Oh. Right." Ryo said, shoving the map in the nearby trash can.
"What'd you do that for?" Rika asked curiously.
"Well, with you as my tour guide, who needs a map?" They both laughed.
"This is the dining hall." Rika said, leading Ryo into a large room full of kids ages 11 to
17, all either buying or eating their lunches.
"You mean a cafeteria?" Ryo looked around.
"No, here we call it a dining hall." Rika grabbed a lunch tray and got in line.
"Rika? Where are you?" Ryo called.
"Over here, you." She said, waving.
"Oh thank God, I thought I was lost." Ryo chuckled.
She handed him a lunch tray. "Here you go."
"Thanks." He said, looking at the black lunch tray, which was more clean than the dishes at
his house. It had the school symbol on it.
"It's hot today." Rika took a apple and placed it on her tray, Ryo following suit.
"Yeah."
"You wanna eat outside?" Rika was deciding between a ham or turkey sandwich.
"Outside?"
"Yeah, over there, see?"
Ryo stared out of the high glass windows at the rolling green land outside them, positioned
under large shady trees.
"Damn." he looked impressed. "Nice."
"Of course it is." Rika said, finally deciding to take a turkey sandwich. "It HAS to be good
for the Digimon Queen."
Ryo laughed. "You still play?"
"Only with Takato and the others. I'm out of the official game for good."
"Oh."
They came to the end of the buffet selection line. Rika took out a card from her bag.
"What's that?" Ryo asked.
"It's a Meal Card." Rika closed her bag. "Don't you have one?"
"Uh--"
Rika paid for her lunch by giving the woman her Meal Card. "You didn't get one yet?"
"No, not exactly--"
"You don't have a card?" said a boy behind Ryo. It was the same boy who called out in class.
"Don't worry---I have one. I'll pay for you."
"No, that's not necess--" Ryo started, but the woman read him his total. "Uh, hold on---"
"Here you go." the boy gave the woman his Meal Card. "Charge his on mine."
"Are you sure?" the lady asked.
"Oh yeah." the boy smiled at Ryo.
"Well, that's you done, my dear." the woman gave the boy back his card. "You have a nice friend here."
"Uh---"
The boy dragged Ryo over to the side. "Wow---thanks for letting me buy you lunch!"
"What? Thank YOU!" Ryo said embarrassedly.
"No prob! The name's Yakino. See you later."
"Uh, bye..." Ryo turned back to Rika, who was smiling smugly.
"What?"
"Oh please. As if you didn't know. Everywhere Ryo Akiyama goes, there's always a fan..."
"Oh shut up." Ryo said, smiling.
Lunch on the outside grounds was great. The grass was nicely cut and clean, and the picnic
blankets provided for them was nice to sit on as they ate their lunches under a huge Oak.
"Hey," Rika swallowed a chunk of her turkey sandwich. "Your lunch is exactly the same as mine."
"Um, yeah.." Ryo said, looking down.
"Why is that?"
"I just didn't wanna feel out of place."
"Ryo, you don't have to worry about that here. On the outside, everyone acts likes snobs. But
in the inside, they're all dorks, really."
"You calling me a dork?"
"No, you're not a dork."
"Really?"
"No, you're a nerd---"
"Agghh!"
Ryo knocked Rika over and they went tumbling down the mini-rise of grass, laughing.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" Rika said, laughing.
"I thought so." Ryo was still chuckling as they went back to their lunches.
"I thought you hated apple sauce." Rika said, looking at his lunch.
"I do."
"Then why--"
Just then, a classmate of theirs came over. It was a girl, who had long blonde hair down to her
waist. Ryo noticed that she must've shrunken her skirt at least a dozen times because it was
a lot shorter than Rika's.
"Um, excuse me." she said.
"What do you want, Mitsumi?" Rika said, looking annoyed.
"None of your business, RIKA." Mitsumi said irritatedly. "I just wanted to talk to your friend
here." They threw each other nasty looks.
"So anyway," Mitsumi said to Ryo, adopting her cutie pie voice again. "They're saying around here
that you're the new boy, Ryo Akiyama, that totally cool Digimon Card Player that vanished ever so
mysteriously a long time ago. Is that you?"
Rika shook her head violently at Ryo not to answer, but it was too late. "Yeah, I'm him."
"OMIGOSH!!" Mitsumi squealed. "Girls!" She waved over to a group of girls sitting under a tree
nearby. "Girls, it is him!!"
"Who?" Ryo asked, confused.
"IT'S RYO!!" Mitsumi squealed again.
Her group of friends ran over and pushed Rika out of the way. They quickly formed a circle around
Ryo and started to bombard him with compliments and questions.
"Where was that pretty face of yours all this time?"
"How did your beautiful eyes get so blue?"
"I love the way your hair turns a gorgeous dark brown under the shade, Ryo!"
"Please, girls---" Ryo said nervously. He looked around for Rika, who was standing outside the
group of girls, looking quite angry. "Rika---"
"See what I mean?" She was standing there with her arms crossed. "I'll leave you alone with
these--these--monsters now. I understand how important it is that you spend time with your FAN
CLUB!"
And she stormed away. Ryo quickly got up, but then the girls took the oppurtunity to seize his
arms and hang onto them.
"Your biceps are so muscular, Ryo, do you work out often?" Mitsumi said.
"Rika..." Ryo watched her storm away.
She didn't talk to him again for the rest of the day, except when he needed her help on finding
his classes. He thought that she was simply doing her duty out of the teacher's trust on her,
and not doing it beacuse she wanted to.
He tryed to talk to her in the library, which was starting to work until it seemed that Mitsumi
and her friends had stalked him there and started to talk to him again. Rika got angry again
and left, not before throwing a pile of books on his foot.
Now it was after school. Rika walked out of the school gates and started to walk home, until
Ryo caught up with her.
"Hey Rika."
"Yeah?" She turned around. Then she saw him. "Oh, it's you."
She started to walk faster.
"Rika, I'm sorry! It's not my fault! Those girls---they're crazy! I've been trying to get away
from them all day! I really am sorry! I don't know what I can do to---"
She turned around and looked at him. "So, where they now?"
"At cheerleading practice, I suppose, but---"
"Why don't you go join them then?"
"Because--because--" he stopped right there. *If I go any further, I'll just end up telling her
how much I like her.*
"I knew it." Rika said, turning around.
"No, Rika, wait---" Ryo held her wrist.
"Let me go." Rika said angrily.
"Rika,"
"Talk your friggin' hands off me!"
People were starting to look.
"Rika, please, just talk to me. Just give me a chance to explain."
"Why should I?"
"Because..." *This is the only way.* "There are some important things I need to tell you."
Ten minutes later, they were sitting on the highest row of bleachers, looking over the track
and grass field.
"...so that's why I guess they follow me. I don't want to be worshipped, Rika. I just want to be
me. I'm sorry." Ryo finished, sighing.
Rika sighed, too. "No, I'm the one that should be sorry. I just got so mad. Sometimes I'm just
so annoyed by your perfection, Ryo and---"
"I don't know what to do."
She turned to look at him. "There's nothing you can do. I'm so stupid."
"Don't say that."
"I am. I went to crazy over some girls following you. I'm sorry I dropped those books on your
foot---"
"It's ok, really. It's starting to feel better."
"I'm so sorry, Ryo."
"It's fine, but uh.."
"What?"
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were jealous."
"Of what, a fan club? No thank you."
"No, I mean because of all those girls swarming around me."
"Excuse me? I am NOT jealous! Why would you think--"
"Ok, ok, I'm sorry! Gosh."
They both sat there for a moment, looking out into the cloudless sky.
"I'm glad you're back. I really am."
"Are you?"
"Of course. You have no idea how much I've missed you."
"Ok. Who are you and what have you done with Rika?" Ryo laughed.
Rika laughed too. "It's true, really it is. After you stopped calling me..."
"I'm sorry bout that."
"It's ok." Rika got up. "I have to go home now or my mom would call ballistic."
"I understand. I have to go too."
"It was great to see you." *You can do this Rika. Just do it.*
She hugged him awkwardly. Ryo suddenly felt warmer.
"Bye."
"Wait, Rika."
"Hmm?"
*You can do this Ryo. Just do it.*
He bent down and kissed her on the cheek.
"Thanks for showing me around today. It was good to talk to you again. See you tomorrow."
Rika blushed to the roots of her chestnut hair.
"Um yeah...see you."
Ryo was actually the one to get off the bleachers. Rika watched him until he was out of sight.
She sat there, and touched her cheek.
*Ryo just kissed me right here...*
She stared out into the sky.
...end of Chapter I!
A/N: Heehee! Here's where some REAL sparks fly! Hope you liked it! ;D More to come soon!
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by summer dragonfly
Chapter I
School
A/N: Wow thanks you guys for all the nice reviews. Well here it is: Chapter 1! It's a bit long. And
my knowledge of Rika's school is really bad; I didn't know what it's name or what it looks like
or if it's an all-girls school---but oh well. This is MY version of her school. Tee hee!
Hope you like.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*I can't believe it. He's gonna be a student here!* Rika looked at him in shock.
The teacher cleared his throat. "Class, I'd like to introduce Ryo Akiyama. He will joining us
here at West Shinjuku Academy for the Gifted(A/N: I don't know what the name of Rika's school
is so I'm making up my own name. Hope that's ok.). Ryo, why don't you tell us about yourself?"
"Uh," Ryo stared nervously around the classroom. "I moved here from about uptown..."
*WAY uptown.* Rika was looking in all places but at Ryo. She didn't know why, but somehow
she didn't know how to react to this.
"What about your hobbies?" the teacher asked.
"Uh...I like to play the Digimon Card Game."
"That's right!" a boy from the back of the class suddenly yelled. "You're that guy who played
Digimon Cards really well and just disappeared one day!"
"Um," Ryo looked to his feet.
"That's not polite. Detention for you." the teacher said sternly at the boy.
"Sorry." he said, sitting down and looking quite embarrassed.
"Well, why don't you take a seat, Ryo?"
"Where?"
"Anywhere that's open. How about right there to that girl's right?" the teacher pointed to
any empty seat next to Rika. "Her name is Rika Nonaka."
Rika was forced to look at him. "Hi." she said nervously.
Ryo smiled back at her.
"Rika, would you mind showing Ryo the ropes today? Giving him a tour of the school? Help him
find his lessons maybe?"
"Of--of course not."
"Thank you, Rika. Take a seat, Ryo. We welcome you to History of Japan 101."
Ryo went to sit down to Rika's right as the teacher continued giving his lecture.
"Hello, Rika." Ryo said casually, taking things out of his school bag.
"WHAT are you doing here?!" Rika hissed from the side of her mouth.
"I moved." He gave her one of his trademark smiles.
"You could've called."
"I thought I'd just drop in and surprise my old friend."
"Well, I'm surprised all right."
"Of course Rika, I couldn't miss the oppurtunity to see you in a skirt."
Rika looked at him and punched him playfully on the shoulder. She continued taking down notes.
"Shut up." she laughed.
They didn't talk again for the rest of the class. When the bell rang, Rika dashed out the
door, Ryo close behind her.
"I don't know what you're so upset about." Ryo jogged to keep up with her.
"I don't know either, Ryo." She stopped suddenly, making Ryo come to a screeching halt.
"I just--this is weird for me, that's all."
They stood there awkwardly for a moment.
Ryo finally broke the silence. "Um, can I ask you something?"
"You just did." She smiled. "You can ask me something else, though."
"Do you know where locker 537 is?" Ryo asked.
"Um, sure, it's right down here..."
*This is nice feeling.* Ryo thought. *Just walking with her. Someday I'll get the guts to tell
her how I really feel.*
"Here it is. This whole section right here is the 500's." Rika said, pointing to the lockers
straight down the right side of the hall.
"Where's your locker?" Ryo searched around for the paper on which his combination was written.
"In the 600's." Rika leaned against the row of lockers.
"That means..." Ryo pulled out his map of the school. "It's uh..." he was turning the map around
and around.
Rika laughed. "It's right over there, silly." She pointed to the row of lockers directly across
the hall from the 500 lockers, on the left side of the hall. "640 is mine."
"Oh. Right." Ryo said, shoving the map in the nearby trash can.
"What'd you do that for?" Rika asked curiously.
"Well, with you as my tour guide, who needs a map?" They both laughed.
"This is the dining hall." Rika said, leading Ryo into a large room full of kids ages 11 to
17, all either buying or eating their lunches.
"You mean a cafeteria?" Ryo looked around.
"No, here we call it a dining hall." Rika grabbed a lunch tray and got in line.
"Rika? Where are you?" Ryo called.
"Over here, you." She said, waving.
"Oh thank God, I thought I was lost." Ryo chuckled.
She handed him a lunch tray. "Here you go."
"Thanks." He said, looking at the black lunch tray, which was more clean than the dishes at
his house. It had the school symbol on it.
"It's hot today." Rika took a apple and placed it on her tray, Ryo following suit.
"Yeah."
"You wanna eat outside?" Rika was deciding between a ham or turkey sandwich.
"Outside?"
"Yeah, over there, see?"
Ryo stared out of the high glass windows at the rolling green land outside them, positioned
under large shady trees.
"Damn." he looked impressed. "Nice."
"Of course it is." Rika said, finally deciding to take a turkey sandwich. "It HAS to be good
for the Digimon Queen."
Ryo laughed. "You still play?"
"Only with Takato and the others. I'm out of the official game for good."
"Oh."
They came to the end of the buffet selection line. Rika took out a card from her bag.
"What's that?" Ryo asked.
"It's a Meal Card." Rika closed her bag. "Don't you have one?"
"Uh--"
Rika paid for her lunch by giving the woman her Meal Card. "You didn't get one yet?"
"No, not exactly--"
"You don't have a card?" said a boy behind Ryo. It was the same boy who called out in class.
"Don't worry---I have one. I'll pay for you."
"No, that's not necess--" Ryo started, but the woman read him his total. "Uh, hold on---"
"Here you go." the boy gave the woman his Meal Card. "Charge his on mine."
"Are you sure?" the lady asked.
"Oh yeah." the boy smiled at Ryo.
"Well, that's you done, my dear." the woman gave the boy back his card. "You have a nice friend here."
"Uh---"
The boy dragged Ryo over to the side. "Wow---thanks for letting me buy you lunch!"
"What? Thank YOU!" Ryo said embarrassedly.
"No prob! The name's Yakino. See you later."
"Uh, bye..." Ryo turned back to Rika, who was smiling smugly.
"What?"
"Oh please. As if you didn't know. Everywhere Ryo Akiyama goes, there's always a fan..."
"Oh shut up." Ryo said, smiling.
Lunch on the outside grounds was great. The grass was nicely cut and clean, and the picnic
blankets provided for them was nice to sit on as they ate their lunches under a huge Oak.
"Hey," Rika swallowed a chunk of her turkey sandwich. "Your lunch is exactly the same as mine."
"Um, yeah.." Ryo said, looking down.
"Why is that?"
"I just didn't wanna feel out of place."
"Ryo, you don't have to worry about that here. On the outside, everyone acts likes snobs. But
in the inside, they're all dorks, really."
"You calling me a dork?"
"No, you're not a dork."
"Really?"
"No, you're a nerd---"
"Agghh!"
Ryo knocked Rika over and they went tumbling down the mini-rise of grass, laughing.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" Rika said, laughing.
"I thought so." Ryo was still chuckling as they went back to their lunches.
"I thought you hated apple sauce." Rika said, looking at his lunch.
"I do."
"Then why--"
Just then, a classmate of theirs came over. It was a girl, who had long blonde hair down to her
waist. Ryo noticed that she must've shrunken her skirt at least a dozen times because it was
a lot shorter than Rika's.
"Um, excuse me." she said.
"What do you want, Mitsumi?" Rika said, looking annoyed.
"None of your business, RIKA." Mitsumi said irritatedly. "I just wanted to talk to your friend
here." They threw each other nasty looks.
"So anyway," Mitsumi said to Ryo, adopting her cutie pie voice again. "They're saying around here
that you're the new boy, Ryo Akiyama, that totally cool Digimon Card Player that vanished ever so
mysteriously a long time ago. Is that you?"
Rika shook her head violently at Ryo not to answer, but it was too late. "Yeah, I'm him."
"OMIGOSH!!" Mitsumi squealed. "Girls!" She waved over to a group of girls sitting under a tree
nearby. "Girls, it is him!!"
"Who?" Ryo asked, confused.
"IT'S RYO!!" Mitsumi squealed again.
Her group of friends ran over and pushed Rika out of the way. They quickly formed a circle around
Ryo and started to bombard him with compliments and questions.
"Where was that pretty face of yours all this time?"
"How did your beautiful eyes get so blue?"
"I love the way your hair turns a gorgeous dark brown under the shade, Ryo!"
"Please, girls---" Ryo said nervously. He looked around for Rika, who was standing outside the
group of girls, looking quite angry. "Rika---"
"See what I mean?" She was standing there with her arms crossed. "I'll leave you alone with
these--these--monsters now. I understand how important it is that you spend time with your FAN
CLUB!"
And she stormed away. Ryo quickly got up, but then the girls took the oppurtunity to seize his
arms and hang onto them.
"Your biceps are so muscular, Ryo, do you work out often?" Mitsumi said.
"Rika..." Ryo watched her storm away.
She didn't talk to him again for the rest of the day, except when he needed her help on finding
his classes. He thought that she was simply doing her duty out of the teacher's trust on her,
and not doing it beacuse she wanted to.
He tryed to talk to her in the library, which was starting to work until it seemed that Mitsumi
and her friends had stalked him there and started to talk to him again. Rika got angry again
and left, not before throwing a pile of books on his foot.
Now it was after school. Rika walked out of the school gates and started to walk home, until
Ryo caught up with her.
"Hey Rika."
"Yeah?" She turned around. Then she saw him. "Oh, it's you."
She started to walk faster.
"Rika, I'm sorry! It's not my fault! Those girls---they're crazy! I've been trying to get away
from them all day! I really am sorry! I don't know what I can do to---"
She turned around and looked at him. "So, where they now?"
"At cheerleading practice, I suppose, but---"
"Why don't you go join them then?"
"Because--because--" he stopped right there. *If I go any further, I'll just end up telling her
how much I like her.*
"I knew it." Rika said, turning around.
"No, Rika, wait---" Ryo held her wrist.
"Let me go." Rika said angrily.
"Rika,"
"Talk your friggin' hands off me!"
People were starting to look.
"Rika, please, just talk to me. Just give me a chance to explain."
"Why should I?"
"Because..." *This is the only way.* "There are some important things I need to tell you."
Ten minutes later, they were sitting on the highest row of bleachers, looking over the track
and grass field.
"...so that's why I guess they follow me. I don't want to be worshipped, Rika. I just want to be
me. I'm sorry." Ryo finished, sighing.
Rika sighed, too. "No, I'm the one that should be sorry. I just got so mad. Sometimes I'm just
so annoyed by your perfection, Ryo and---"
"I don't know what to do."
She turned to look at him. "There's nothing you can do. I'm so stupid."
"Don't say that."
"I am. I went to crazy over some girls following you. I'm sorry I dropped those books on your
foot---"
"It's ok, really. It's starting to feel better."
"I'm so sorry, Ryo."
"It's fine, but uh.."
"What?"
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were jealous."
"Of what, a fan club? No thank you."
"No, I mean because of all those girls swarming around me."
"Excuse me? I am NOT jealous! Why would you think--"
"Ok, ok, I'm sorry! Gosh."
They both sat there for a moment, looking out into the cloudless sky.
"I'm glad you're back. I really am."
"Are you?"
"Of course. You have no idea how much I've missed you."
"Ok. Who are you and what have you done with Rika?" Ryo laughed.
Rika laughed too. "It's true, really it is. After you stopped calling me..."
"I'm sorry bout that."
"It's ok." Rika got up. "I have to go home now or my mom would call ballistic."
"I understand. I have to go too."
"It was great to see you." *You can do this Rika. Just do it.*
She hugged him awkwardly. Ryo suddenly felt warmer.
"Bye."
"Wait, Rika."
"Hmm?"
*You can do this Ryo. Just do it.*
He bent down and kissed her on the cheek.
"Thanks for showing me around today. It was good to talk to you again. See you tomorrow."
Rika blushed to the roots of her chestnut hair.
"Um yeah...see you."
Ryo was actually the one to get off the bleachers. Rika watched him until he was out of sight.
She sat there, and touched her cheek.
*Ryo just kissed me right here...*
She stared out into the sky.
...end of Chapter I!
A/N: Heehee! Here's where some REAL sparks fly! Hope you liked it! ;D More to come soon!
