The Secret Life of Akane Ichijouji
Disclaimer: Whoa, okay, just what did I used to say in these things…? Digimon isn't mine or something or other…?
A/N: I wonder how many readers there still are around here….. *sees a tumbleweed roll by* Yeah, it's been quite awhile, ne? If you haven't caught on my new speech patterns, I've been hanging out with some great friends on IRC when I haven't been doing schoolwork, so….yeah, it's been quite awhile since I actually wrote anything, much less came on FFN. And I even missed my 2-year anniversary! (Go me. -_-) Stupid summer research…Anyway, here's the final chapter in this story. Sorry if it isn't as good as the previous chapters…Like I said before, it's been awhile since I did any writing…^_^;;;
Hmm, I wonder where my muses went…
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Chapter 4-We Have Come to Terms
Akane Ichijouji, 14-year-old fanfiction authoress, rhythmically typed on her keyboard, her latest one-shot idea pouring out of her head down through her fingers like a freely flowing river. So preoccupied was the indigo-haired girl in her story that she didn't notice the tall shadow falling across her desk. So preoccupied, she didn't sense the large hand reaching out toward her…
"Akane?" came a voice as the hand came down upon her shoulder.
"AHH!" Her intense concentration suddenly broken, the startled girl shrieked and practically jumped out of her seat. Upon hearing her partner's scream, the sleeping Poromon on the edge of the bed suddenly awoke and followed suit, leaping up into the girl's arms while yelling his tiny lungs out.
"Hey, hey, calm down you two! It's just me," the same voice assured.
Clinging to each other, the girl and her partner Digimon stopped screaming for just a second to see who the intruder was.
"Oh, uh…hi, Dad," Akane laughed nervously and put a hand behind her head. "I…er…kinda didn't see you come in."
The indigo-haired man just smiled. "So how did that last story of yours go, Akane?"
A wide grin appeared on his daughter's face. "Pretty well, actually. I didn't get as many reviews as I used to, but they sound much more intelligent than my previous ones. Here, take a look!" While the Poromon hopped on top of her monitor, she sat down at the computer and opened up the web-browser to the reviews page for her latest fanfic, "On a Date with Destiny".
Shinegami-kun
OMQ, that fic was awesome! I love what you did with the characters. It was so kawaii too! ^^ Keep up the good work, k?
Minerva
Refreshing to have nice, clean romance stories here. Your grammar could have been better in some places, but the plot was nice and simple enough to follow. Hope to be seeing more from you. Great job! ^_^
Ken's_Mistress
Nice job! I love this fic! It was so cool how you brought those two together at the end! I can't wait to see more!
"Not bad…" Ken murmured as he read over the reviews. "You got five nice ones, and definitely much better spelt than the previous ones…"
"Dad…" Akane shook her head slowly. Is that all he could think about?
"But this one…" he started, pointed to the last review.
Woodendog
WTF?! were da lemon?!?!?!? u suxx0r u r dump!!! Wat happon 2 it???
"…isn't quite as nice."
Akane sweatdropped. "Yeah, he reviewed all my other lemons, so I guess he was expecting this to be another one of those kinds of stories…But I guess I kinda have to expect that, changing gears and all."
"Heh, well, as those other reviews said, great job, Akane," Ken beamed at her. "I took a look at your stories too, and you made this detective proud."
"Awww…thanks, Dad!" She blushed and stood up to give him a quick hug before turning back to her current work. "Oh, by the way, I'm experimenting with other types of fanfics too. If you loved my romance fics, I think you'll also be interested in this next one."
"Oh? What kind of story is it?" He inquired, raising an eyebrow.
A strange grin appeared on the young girl's face that unsettled Detective Ichijouji. "It's a yaoi fic."
"Ya-yaoi?" He sputtered. "A-as in men falling in love with each other…?"
"Yup!" Akane brightly nodded and scrolled through her work-in-progress. "I'm in the middle of this one about you and Mr. Motomiya."
Ken felt his head getting dizzy. "M-me and Da-da-da…" he trailed off.
"That's right! I'm putting you guys in a war-ridden country and--" She didn't finish her sentence, though, as she heard a loud thunk on the ground behind her. "Dad? Dad…"
Akane turned around to find that her father had fallen unconscious onto the floor. "Hunh, he fainted…" She shrugged. "Well, I didn't hear any objections from him about it, so…" With that, her fingers resumed their former occupation of typing out her latest story.
"I bet he's going to flip when he reads this!" she giggled and continued working away into the peaceful evening.
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G: *trudges in, disheveled and covered with hay* (grumbling) So much for being Akane's muse. Man, that girl's a slave driver; good thing I escaped while I could.
Gwen: *rushes into the room* G, thank goodness you're back! Gaia hasn't fed me ever since you left.
Gaia: *walks in* Ah, there you are, G? Where have you been?
G: *picks some straw out of her hair* Oh, just hitching a ride with some chickens, that's all.
Gaia: *gives G a puzzled look but just shrugs* Okay, whatever. Now that you're back, I need you to look up these Digimon's names and attacks *pulls out a 10 meter long list* plus their partners' names, and you still need to check the dialogue in this last one here….
G: o_O Maybe coming back wasn't such a good idea after all…*faints*
A/N: Yay! Another story finally done! (G: You know what that means…) Uh…? (Gwen: The special thanks?) Oh, right…uh…*scrolls through the reviews page* Can't I just say "Thanks to everyone who's reviewed and stuck with this story this whole time"? (G and Gwen: NO!) ^_^; Fine, fine…Thanks goes out to (in no particular order) Ken's luver, Sylvyr Elf, Authoress*Crest, Lady Tiger LiLy, Fordina, Night Sky, and "The Price is Right" Fan for the reviews. Also, special thanks to my IRC friends: Shimegami-chan, Cyberdramon, and Goldenrody for beta-reading and/or telling me to stop timing and get back to my fics. ^_^; And…I think that's it….Sorry if I forgot anyone! (G: Hey, how come you never thank us?) You're my muses…you're supposed to help me without thanks…. (Gwen: I think that's not fair!) Since when has being a muse been fair? (G and Gwen: Point taken. -_-)
