"Awesome graphics dude!" Tai said, pointing to the box Matt's latest
computer game came in. Matt quickly agreed and popped the C.D. into the
drive. Then they waited for it to load. The game appeared on the screen,
and Matt showed Tai how to play it along with tips from T.K. The youngest
glanced at the clock.
"Yamato, shouldn't okaasan be home by now? It's 11:00," his brother, absorbed in the game, didn't hear him at first.
"Hmmm...? Oh yeah...don't worry--Taichi! Watch for the guy on the left!! Anyways, mom should be home soo--TURN RIGHT-NO, NO-LEFT!" he excitedly shouted to Tai. T.K. yawned and flopped down on his brother's bed as he stared up at the bottom of the bunk over him.
Hmmm, I wonder what Hikari's doing right now...., he thought as he closed his eyes and began falling asleep. Minutes passed.....
"WOOOOOH YEAH!" Matt and Tai screamed as they high-fived eachother. Startled by the yell, T.K. suddenly woke and fell off the bed.
"Do you guys have to be so loud?" he said sourly as he rubbed his tender behind and mumbled something about Kari and a lovely dream.
"WE GOT THE ENEMY CRYSTAL!" Tai sang victoriously. Somewhere over the noise and excitement of the game, Matt thought he heard his mom come home and announce her arrival.
Mrs. Ishida walked down the apartment building hall with a shopping bag in hand, and stopped at the third door from the last. The lights were on and the happy shouts of her sons and their friend could be heard.
"Yamato! Takeru! I'm home!" she called, stepping on the 'Welcome' mat. SNAP! CRUNCH. POP. Puzzled, she lifted her feet to see if she was stepping on anything. When nothing was found, she slowly closed the door, cautiously set her shopping bags down and slid off her shoes, hearing the PIP! CRACK! POP! with each movement. Determined to find the source of the noise, she bent down and lifted the mat. The entire contents of the kitchen floor had been swept under it. Shocked at finding such a huge pile of crumbs there, she wondered for a moment how it made its way under the rug. She had the answer in a minute, and decided at once not to let Tai stay for the night. Thinking it over however, his mother reconsidered.
Well...Yamato doesn't have friends sleepover too often, so maybe---just this once I'll let it slide.
After eating a light supper, Mrs. Ishida decided to put away her new corning-ware and dishes before retiring for the night. Humming cheerfully, she unwrapped each item from the paper with care as she set it on the counter to admire. Then when everything was out, she stacked the new dishes in the proper cupboard, and did the same with the corning-ware.
"Hmm..this one dish won't fit...there's not enough room" she said disappointedly as she began re-arranging the contents. After working for a few minutes, the good lady decided just to put the new item in a different cupboard, and that would be that. Opening a cabinet not frequently used, she was confronted with another surprise.
Crammed in with clean dishes, a whole pile of unwashed plates lay there for all to see, and food still clung to the edges as tomato sauce slowly dripped down the sides. Disgusted and annoyed, she knew exactly who had done this, and decided to cancel the whole sleep-over, Tai and all, and have Matt do what needed to be done.
I cannot believe this! My son cramming a pile of dirty dishes into a cupboard! This is not acceptable behavior and shall be dealt with right away! she told herself as she marched to his room.
A soft knock was heard on Matt's door, and Tai turned down the volume of the game so T.K. could answer it. Mrs. Ishida's sweet round face appeared, but it wasn't smiling. She motioned for Matt to step out of the room so she could have a talk with him, and slowly closed the door as he left. Tai didn't feel like playing now that Matt could be in trouble, so he paused the game and nervously sat on the bed with T.K. He himself was quite familiar with the 'you're-in-hot-water-mister' look--the same look Mrs. Ishida had on.
An anxious silence filled the room as the minutes ticked by. Tai could hear some low voices in the kitchen, but couldn't quite make out the words. When Matt finally returned, his face was red and he had on the pink lacey apron again. Tai gave him a look of surprise and was about to ask, when his (Matt's) mother came in and explained the situation.
"Taichi, I'm very sorry, but I'm afraid you can't spend the night tonight," she apologized. "I made it very clear to my son that there were certain tasks which were to be completed if he wanted a friend to sleep over. Unfortunately he failed to do so after constant reminders, and therefore forfeited the privilege. I regret this very much and truly am sorry, but these things can't go excused." \
"Gee man, whad'ya do?" Tai whistled.
"I crammed dirty dishes in the cabinet and swept crumbs under the floor mat," he mumbled.
Tai howled with laughter. "That's better than the time I put a full trash- bag in a pillow case!" everyone's mood began to lighten, but immediately assumed a straight face when Mrs. Ishida returned with Tai's backpack of clothes.
"Ma'am, I could help Matt clean things up," the boy offered. Nancy shook her head.
"That's very kind of you Taichi, but I'm afraid this is something Yamato needs to do alone. If you need to call your parents, you may," she said. Tai glanced at the clock, which said 11:53, and decided against it, as everyone would be asleep. It was just a quick jog down the street anyway.
Matt walked his friend to the door. "Don't forget to wear gloves so you don't ruin your hands! See ya later scullery maid!" Tai waved as he left Matt's apartment.
"Why I oughtta pop you one in the mouth," Matt grinned. Then Tai dashed off for the elevator break-neck speed, board under his arm.
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The pleasant spring night was comfortable, and there was a slight crisp edge to the air, so Tai slowed down and decided to enjoy the short skate home, taking a few detours here and there. Then it occurred to him that although there was very little crime in the city, it was probably still unwise to be out at this time of night. Hurrying to his building, he quickly ascended the long flight of stairs, and only when he reached the top did he realize how exhausted he was. After unlocking his apartment door, he cautiously opened it so he wouldn't make any noise. The lights were all out, and everyone was asleep. The kitchen clock said 12:17. Groping his way through the dark, he managed to put his skateboard in the hall closet without too much disturbance, and take off his sneakers without spraining his ankle.
Wearily trudging to his room, he pushed back the partially closed door, and instinctively felt another presence in there. Still standing in the doorway, he strained his eyes through the dark and as some light from the streetlamps streamed through the blinds, he could barely make out a shape on the bottom bunk.
Hikari using my bed to hold her junk? Ah well, I'll just push it off...
As he came closer though, he heard the even, rhythmic breathing of someone.
Why is Hikari sleeping here? No prob...I'll just tickle her awake, and she'll never do that again! Forgetting his tiredness, Tai ginned mischievously and yanked off the sheets. Gently he grabbed her light frame and began to tickle her, when he froze. That person wasn't Kari.
There laying on the bed, was Tai's crush of 14 years. Sleeping peacefully, the moonlight drifted through on to her face, and made the girl look more calm and angelic than Tai had ever seen her.
What the.?!
For a moment, all he could do was look at her. Then he remembered about Kari's sleep-over. It made sense now. With burning ears, Tai slowly took his hands off of her and with a red face drew the covers back over Sora. He supposed it wasn't nice to tickle a guest in their sleep or watch them as they slumbered. Hot all over with embarrassment, he quietly tiptoed out, shut the door, and went to sleep on the living-room couch.
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Sunlight quietly filtered through the curtains and lit up the small dim room that morning. Sora's chestnut eyes fluttered open, and for a moment she forgot where she was. Remembering, she closed her eyes and pulled her covers up to her chin, enjoying the warmth of the bed which she was very aware belonged to Taichi, and not wishing to get up. She finally decided to rise, and gingerly placed her legs over the edge as she yawned and stretched. Not bothering to smooth out the covers (I might want to go back to sleep, she rationalized), Sora softly padded down the hall to the kitchen, where she found a note on the counter.
Dear Hikari and Sora, help yourself to breakfast.
Dad went into work early this morning too.
I'm at the health food store, and will be back soon.
Call me if you need anything.~Mommy
Sora inhaled deeply as she stretched her back and decided to make breakfast as a treat for Kari. She really didn't want to wake up her friend. She was about to head for the refrigerator, when all of the sudden a terrible noise broke the peaceful silence. Sora nearly jumped out of her skin, and spun around, preparing to fight. It sounded like a wild animal--or perhaps an evil Digimon. The kitchen was suspiciously quiet, and she saw nothing. Not about to trust the scenario, the girl snuck to the living-room, where she saw the back of a couch, and thought perhaps something was hiding in front of it. Cautiously approaching, she peeked over the edge, and gasped at the appalling sight.
There lay Tai sleeping in his boxers. If you can call it sleeping. His legs were spread wide apart and one arm was up in the air while the other was flopped on the ground. His hair was messier than ever, and he was catching a good lot of flies, and drooling along with it. Then came he awful sound.
ZZRZRZZRRR....
The loud snore vibrated throughout the place. Sora could hold her breath no longer. She ran to the bathroom and shut herself in, where she let out all the laughter that was building up inside. She laughed and laughed until tears ran down her face.
So that's what he looks like when he sleeps! Poor Hikari...
She soon had to compose herself so no one would wake up. Then she thought it was odd that Tai was even home in the first place.
Hikari said he was going to be at Yamato's...I wonder what happened.
Taking in a deep breath, Sora calmly stepped back out into the hallway and walked to the kitchen, which was bathed in the pale morning light. She pulled out a frying pan and a carton of eggs, and soon the apartment was filled with the tantalizing smell of bacon and eggs. Kari stumbled in as she rubbed her eyes, and seated herself on a chair as she sleepily yawned and watched her guest.
"Here Sora, let me help you with that," Kari offered.
"That's O.K., I think there are enough eggs for us-five or six about-but you could fry more bacon," Sora said. Just then another grand sound was heard, this time in the form of a yawn.
"Oh no! Taichi's home! Quick Sora! Make the rest of the dozen-or I have a better idea-give me the plate of eggs and I'll stash them under the bed! Then we won't starve!" Sora grinned as she simply handed Kari the package of meat and started cooking up more.
"We'll just have to set the table for three then," she said. Kari got out the bowls and chopsticks--and some heated rice left-over from the night before as she braced herself for the upcoming famine.
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Tai smelled food in the air. So far there were only two known things in the entire world that could wake him up; Kari's whistle, and food. He could smell the bacon frying. In an attempt to stand up, the boy fell off the couch and onto the floor. He stood up and sleepily scratched himself as he yawned once more and pulled a t-shirt over his head. Then he stumbled into the kitchen with his floppy socks and sank into a wooden seat. Sora glanced at him from the corner of her eye, but pretended he wasn't there. His wild hair stood out at all angles, and Sora secretly thought he had never looked cuter.
Presently she turned around and said brightly, "Ohiogoziemas Taichi-kun!"
"Ohio Sora-chan," he said as he watched her with a sleepy smile, his head propped in his hands.
"We made some eggs, and bacon so..."
"Itedakimasu!" Kari said as dished out the rice for everyone.
Sora put soy sauce on the table and Tai gave her one of his big grins that always made her melt. She loved it when he smiled. Everyone began eating, and Tai hungrily devoured his food. Sora gave him a reproachful look, and immediately he stopped and ate like a normal person--he wasn't about to make himself look stupid in front of her. So there the trio sat in the warm comfortable silence eating breakfast in the beautiful morning sunlight.
Tai looked at everyone around the table.
Ahh, this is perfect, food, me, Hikari, and-Sora all sitting here-almost like a family or somthin'....
Sora soon got up again and served another round of eggs.
"I feel like I'm back in the Digiworld! Remember-we found that refrigerator full of eggs--mmmm, you made some pretty good ones too," Tai exclaimed. Kari looked at them quizzically.
"Thanks, sunny side up is my specialty-it's also the only way I know how to cook eggs!" and she gave Tai one of her rare but gentle smiles that always made Tai melt. He loved it when she did smile.
"Hey--I know how to cook a mean omelets, right Kari?" he said.
"Oh sure, Taichi's the best omelets maker in the whole world--I should know," she agreed.
"Wow Tai, you can make omelets?" Sora was impressed. Tai assumed a blasè attitude.
"Ah well, you know, I guess I can do a little somthin' here and there," Sora almost choked on her food with giggles.
"Well then git on up to the griddle, hot shot, and let see what you can do," she said teasingly.
"Fair maiden I accept your challenge," Tai solemnly declared as his hair swept the floor.
Sora giggled and Kari closely watched the two. So there they were, Tai teaching Sora how to make omelets in pajamas and both giggling like crazy. It was the sweetest thing Kari had ever seen.
"Disgusting," she muttered to herself. "Absolutely disgusting. If I have to listen to anymore of their flirting, I think I'm going to throw up. Geeze, you'd think people could act a little normal for once, but noooo, not them," she did a fake gag. "I need to get away from all this boy-girl stuff for a while," Kari smiled innocently at the phone and dialed T.K.'s number.
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A/N: This was one of the first fics I ever wrote, so needless to say it's pretty crappy. For some supremely weird reason which I cannot figure out, it remains one of my more popular ones though. So I've gone back and edited it a bit for spelling, easier reading, ect. Despite it's shabbiness, I still hope you enjoyed it. Cheers! ~Taigurl
"Yamato, shouldn't okaasan be home by now? It's 11:00," his brother, absorbed in the game, didn't hear him at first.
"Hmmm...? Oh yeah...don't worry--Taichi! Watch for the guy on the left!! Anyways, mom should be home soo--TURN RIGHT-NO, NO-LEFT!" he excitedly shouted to Tai. T.K. yawned and flopped down on his brother's bed as he stared up at the bottom of the bunk over him.
Hmmm, I wonder what Hikari's doing right now...., he thought as he closed his eyes and began falling asleep. Minutes passed.....
"WOOOOOH YEAH!" Matt and Tai screamed as they high-fived eachother. Startled by the yell, T.K. suddenly woke and fell off the bed.
"Do you guys have to be so loud?" he said sourly as he rubbed his tender behind and mumbled something about Kari and a lovely dream.
"WE GOT THE ENEMY CRYSTAL!" Tai sang victoriously. Somewhere over the noise and excitement of the game, Matt thought he heard his mom come home and announce her arrival.
Mrs. Ishida walked down the apartment building hall with a shopping bag in hand, and stopped at the third door from the last. The lights were on and the happy shouts of her sons and their friend could be heard.
"Yamato! Takeru! I'm home!" she called, stepping on the 'Welcome' mat. SNAP! CRUNCH. POP. Puzzled, she lifted her feet to see if she was stepping on anything. When nothing was found, she slowly closed the door, cautiously set her shopping bags down and slid off her shoes, hearing the PIP! CRACK! POP! with each movement. Determined to find the source of the noise, she bent down and lifted the mat. The entire contents of the kitchen floor had been swept under it. Shocked at finding such a huge pile of crumbs there, she wondered for a moment how it made its way under the rug. She had the answer in a minute, and decided at once not to let Tai stay for the night. Thinking it over however, his mother reconsidered.
Well...Yamato doesn't have friends sleepover too often, so maybe---just this once I'll let it slide.
After eating a light supper, Mrs. Ishida decided to put away her new corning-ware and dishes before retiring for the night. Humming cheerfully, she unwrapped each item from the paper with care as she set it on the counter to admire. Then when everything was out, she stacked the new dishes in the proper cupboard, and did the same with the corning-ware.
"Hmm..this one dish won't fit...there's not enough room" she said disappointedly as she began re-arranging the contents. After working for a few minutes, the good lady decided just to put the new item in a different cupboard, and that would be that. Opening a cabinet not frequently used, she was confronted with another surprise.
Crammed in with clean dishes, a whole pile of unwashed plates lay there for all to see, and food still clung to the edges as tomato sauce slowly dripped down the sides. Disgusted and annoyed, she knew exactly who had done this, and decided to cancel the whole sleep-over, Tai and all, and have Matt do what needed to be done.
I cannot believe this! My son cramming a pile of dirty dishes into a cupboard! This is not acceptable behavior and shall be dealt with right away! she told herself as she marched to his room.
A soft knock was heard on Matt's door, and Tai turned down the volume of the game so T.K. could answer it. Mrs. Ishida's sweet round face appeared, but it wasn't smiling. She motioned for Matt to step out of the room so she could have a talk with him, and slowly closed the door as he left. Tai didn't feel like playing now that Matt could be in trouble, so he paused the game and nervously sat on the bed with T.K. He himself was quite familiar with the 'you're-in-hot-water-mister' look--the same look Mrs. Ishida had on.
An anxious silence filled the room as the minutes ticked by. Tai could hear some low voices in the kitchen, but couldn't quite make out the words. When Matt finally returned, his face was red and he had on the pink lacey apron again. Tai gave him a look of surprise and was about to ask, when his (Matt's) mother came in and explained the situation.
"Taichi, I'm very sorry, but I'm afraid you can't spend the night tonight," she apologized. "I made it very clear to my son that there were certain tasks which were to be completed if he wanted a friend to sleep over. Unfortunately he failed to do so after constant reminders, and therefore forfeited the privilege. I regret this very much and truly am sorry, but these things can't go excused." \
"Gee man, whad'ya do?" Tai whistled.
"I crammed dirty dishes in the cabinet and swept crumbs under the floor mat," he mumbled.
Tai howled with laughter. "That's better than the time I put a full trash- bag in a pillow case!" everyone's mood began to lighten, but immediately assumed a straight face when Mrs. Ishida returned with Tai's backpack of clothes.
"Ma'am, I could help Matt clean things up," the boy offered. Nancy shook her head.
"That's very kind of you Taichi, but I'm afraid this is something Yamato needs to do alone. If you need to call your parents, you may," she said. Tai glanced at the clock, which said 11:53, and decided against it, as everyone would be asleep. It was just a quick jog down the street anyway.
Matt walked his friend to the door. "Don't forget to wear gloves so you don't ruin your hands! See ya later scullery maid!" Tai waved as he left Matt's apartment.
"Why I oughtta pop you one in the mouth," Matt grinned. Then Tai dashed off for the elevator break-neck speed, board under his arm.
.
The pleasant spring night was comfortable, and there was a slight crisp edge to the air, so Tai slowed down and decided to enjoy the short skate home, taking a few detours here and there. Then it occurred to him that although there was very little crime in the city, it was probably still unwise to be out at this time of night. Hurrying to his building, he quickly ascended the long flight of stairs, and only when he reached the top did he realize how exhausted he was. After unlocking his apartment door, he cautiously opened it so he wouldn't make any noise. The lights were all out, and everyone was asleep. The kitchen clock said 12:17. Groping his way through the dark, he managed to put his skateboard in the hall closet without too much disturbance, and take off his sneakers without spraining his ankle.
Wearily trudging to his room, he pushed back the partially closed door, and instinctively felt another presence in there. Still standing in the doorway, he strained his eyes through the dark and as some light from the streetlamps streamed through the blinds, he could barely make out a shape on the bottom bunk.
Hikari using my bed to hold her junk? Ah well, I'll just push it off...
As he came closer though, he heard the even, rhythmic breathing of someone.
Why is Hikari sleeping here? No prob...I'll just tickle her awake, and she'll never do that again! Forgetting his tiredness, Tai ginned mischievously and yanked off the sheets. Gently he grabbed her light frame and began to tickle her, when he froze. That person wasn't Kari.
There laying on the bed, was Tai's crush of 14 years. Sleeping peacefully, the moonlight drifted through on to her face, and made the girl look more calm and angelic than Tai had ever seen her.
What the.?!
For a moment, all he could do was look at her. Then he remembered about Kari's sleep-over. It made sense now. With burning ears, Tai slowly took his hands off of her and with a red face drew the covers back over Sora. He supposed it wasn't nice to tickle a guest in their sleep or watch them as they slumbered. Hot all over with embarrassment, he quietly tiptoed out, shut the door, and went to sleep on the living-room couch.
.
Sunlight quietly filtered through the curtains and lit up the small dim room that morning. Sora's chestnut eyes fluttered open, and for a moment she forgot where she was. Remembering, she closed her eyes and pulled her covers up to her chin, enjoying the warmth of the bed which she was very aware belonged to Taichi, and not wishing to get up. She finally decided to rise, and gingerly placed her legs over the edge as she yawned and stretched. Not bothering to smooth out the covers (I might want to go back to sleep, she rationalized), Sora softly padded down the hall to the kitchen, where she found a note on the counter.
Dear Hikari and Sora, help yourself to breakfast.
Dad went into work early this morning too.
I'm at the health food store, and will be back soon.
Call me if you need anything.~Mommy
Sora inhaled deeply as she stretched her back and decided to make breakfast as a treat for Kari. She really didn't want to wake up her friend. She was about to head for the refrigerator, when all of the sudden a terrible noise broke the peaceful silence. Sora nearly jumped out of her skin, and spun around, preparing to fight. It sounded like a wild animal--or perhaps an evil Digimon. The kitchen was suspiciously quiet, and she saw nothing. Not about to trust the scenario, the girl snuck to the living-room, where she saw the back of a couch, and thought perhaps something was hiding in front of it. Cautiously approaching, she peeked over the edge, and gasped at the appalling sight.
There lay Tai sleeping in his boxers. If you can call it sleeping. His legs were spread wide apart and one arm was up in the air while the other was flopped on the ground. His hair was messier than ever, and he was catching a good lot of flies, and drooling along with it. Then came he awful sound.
ZZRZRZZRRR....
The loud snore vibrated throughout the place. Sora could hold her breath no longer. She ran to the bathroom and shut herself in, where she let out all the laughter that was building up inside. She laughed and laughed until tears ran down her face.
So that's what he looks like when he sleeps! Poor Hikari...
She soon had to compose herself so no one would wake up. Then she thought it was odd that Tai was even home in the first place.
Hikari said he was going to be at Yamato's...I wonder what happened.
Taking in a deep breath, Sora calmly stepped back out into the hallway and walked to the kitchen, which was bathed in the pale morning light. She pulled out a frying pan and a carton of eggs, and soon the apartment was filled with the tantalizing smell of bacon and eggs. Kari stumbled in as she rubbed her eyes, and seated herself on a chair as she sleepily yawned and watched her guest.
"Here Sora, let me help you with that," Kari offered.
"That's O.K., I think there are enough eggs for us-five or six about-but you could fry more bacon," Sora said. Just then another grand sound was heard, this time in the form of a yawn.
"Oh no! Taichi's home! Quick Sora! Make the rest of the dozen-or I have a better idea-give me the plate of eggs and I'll stash them under the bed! Then we won't starve!" Sora grinned as she simply handed Kari the package of meat and started cooking up more.
"We'll just have to set the table for three then," she said. Kari got out the bowls and chopsticks--and some heated rice left-over from the night before as she braced herself for the upcoming famine.
.
Tai smelled food in the air. So far there were only two known things in the entire world that could wake him up; Kari's whistle, and food. He could smell the bacon frying. In an attempt to stand up, the boy fell off the couch and onto the floor. He stood up and sleepily scratched himself as he yawned once more and pulled a t-shirt over his head. Then he stumbled into the kitchen with his floppy socks and sank into a wooden seat. Sora glanced at him from the corner of her eye, but pretended he wasn't there. His wild hair stood out at all angles, and Sora secretly thought he had never looked cuter.
Presently she turned around and said brightly, "Ohiogoziemas Taichi-kun!"
"Ohio Sora-chan," he said as he watched her with a sleepy smile, his head propped in his hands.
"We made some eggs, and bacon so..."
"Itedakimasu!" Kari said as dished out the rice for everyone.
Sora put soy sauce on the table and Tai gave her one of his big grins that always made her melt. She loved it when he smiled. Everyone began eating, and Tai hungrily devoured his food. Sora gave him a reproachful look, and immediately he stopped and ate like a normal person--he wasn't about to make himself look stupid in front of her. So there the trio sat in the warm comfortable silence eating breakfast in the beautiful morning sunlight.
Tai looked at everyone around the table.
Ahh, this is perfect, food, me, Hikari, and-Sora all sitting here-almost like a family or somthin'....
Sora soon got up again and served another round of eggs.
"I feel like I'm back in the Digiworld! Remember-we found that refrigerator full of eggs--mmmm, you made some pretty good ones too," Tai exclaimed. Kari looked at them quizzically.
"Thanks, sunny side up is my specialty-it's also the only way I know how to cook eggs!" and she gave Tai one of her rare but gentle smiles that always made Tai melt. He loved it when she did smile.
"Hey--I know how to cook a mean omelets, right Kari?" he said.
"Oh sure, Taichi's the best omelets maker in the whole world--I should know," she agreed.
"Wow Tai, you can make omelets?" Sora was impressed. Tai assumed a blasè attitude.
"Ah well, you know, I guess I can do a little somthin' here and there," Sora almost choked on her food with giggles.
"Well then git on up to the griddle, hot shot, and let see what you can do," she said teasingly.
"Fair maiden I accept your challenge," Tai solemnly declared as his hair swept the floor.
Sora giggled and Kari closely watched the two. So there they were, Tai teaching Sora how to make omelets in pajamas and both giggling like crazy. It was the sweetest thing Kari had ever seen.
"Disgusting," she muttered to herself. "Absolutely disgusting. If I have to listen to anymore of their flirting, I think I'm going to throw up. Geeze, you'd think people could act a little normal for once, but noooo, not them," she did a fake gag. "I need to get away from all this boy-girl stuff for a while," Kari smiled innocently at the phone and dialed T.K.'s number.
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A/N: This was one of the first fics I ever wrote, so needless to say it's pretty crappy. For some supremely weird reason which I cannot figure out, it remains one of my more popular ones though. So I've gone back and edited it a bit for spelling, easier reading, ect. Despite it's shabbiness, I still hope you enjoyed it. Cheers! ~Taigurl