Symbols of Undying Love
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon
A/N: So you liked the first chapter, huh? Well, my friend Miyuki thought it was pretty sweet, so I decided to continue it while also doing my science homework. I personally love the parts when TK and Kari were children (because the show had these two absolutely ADORABLE kids playing the parts).
Anyways, hope you like this chapter!
---- Chapter Two ----
~ Kari's POV ~
For the entire year after TK's message, I was constantly daydreaming about him and what he would be like. Yolei was right in one thing. I still didn't know what he looked like, how he'd changed and what were his habits and things like that. TK was like a stranger to me, one who sent me a large box of chocolates every year on March 3, and had done so for twenty years. He was the only one who was actually communicating - I never wrote back, because I never knew from where he sent the chocolates.
Nevertheless, I stuck to my promise. I waited for him here in Japan, amusing myself daily with work and redecorating my living room with the candy-wrapper messages he'd sent me every year. I had enough to make wallpaper for an entire length of the wall now and it was a great comfort to come home every day and face the quilt of colour. By now, I had memorised every single one of TK's messages, from beginning to end and back again.
REMEMBER WHEN WE WERE IN THE SCHOOL PLAY AND YOU GOT PICKED ON BY A GROUP OF KIDS PLAYING THE VEGETABLES?
That message still made me laugh. I remembered, very clearly, what happened that day. I was a fairly small girl for my age back then and was constantly the butt of many jokes. The bullies all liked to pick on me for that reason. On that particular occasion, they were poking me and teasing me because I didn't get a part in the school play.
"Leave her alone!" TK had said.
He had scored the part of the hero and was assuming his role by dressing up as a very tiny version of the American hero, Superman. He pushed the older kids away, grabbed my hand and we ran away from them as fast as we could. Our final destination was inside the school building, where he treated me to more chocolate from his pocket. I was surprised he had still kept the wrapper from back then and had sent it over with the third message.
I looked back at the photographs from the play and realised how incredibly strange it must have looked for two carrots, an apple, a cabbage and lettuce to be poking and laughing at a girl and then a Superman coming to the rescue. I told Yolei and my other friend, Sora, about the incident and we all had a good laugh about it.
"I can't wait until he comes back," I told them wistfully.
~ Yolei's POV ~
Ever since Kari got that message from TK, she'd been acting all dreamy and floaty. There wasn't a single moment when she wasn't thinking about him, or talking about him, or even DREAMING about him. For me, I'd only known Kari since high school and I'd never even SEEN TK before. But from what Kari had told me countless times, TK had been pretty chubby when they were six years old and he loved chocolate.
"He keeps lots of chocolate in his shirt pocket," she said, every time the subject of TK came up. "Every time he or I felt like one, he'd take them out and we'd eat them. Sometimes we'd play a game on the stairs. Scissors, paper, rock and the winner got a handful of the chocolate."
Then she showed Sora and me the messages she'd put on the wall in her living room. We were both stunned at how devoted this TK person was to Kari and just how many chocolates he bought every year. Each wrapper had one or two words written on it in a thick, black marker and the creases were smoothed out carefully by Kari. The whole wall was covered with it by the time the last box came and Kari was as dreamy and uncoordinated as ever.
"That would be three hundred and twenty dollars, miss."
"Three hundred and twenty days until he comes back," Kari sighed dreamily, unaware of the waiter who was trying to give her the bill.
"KARI!" I sang out, waving my hand in front of her face. "Wake up, sleeping beauty!"
She jerked out of her trance, flushed and paid the bill quickly. After a quick apology from both her, and myself the waiter hurried away and I grinned at her evilly.
"What?" She asked, perturbed.
"Your mind's wandering all over the place," I told her. "You're not even paying attention to what you do any more. Everything's about TK, TK, TK. Get OVER yourself, girl and start living the rest of your single life with excitement! Think about him when he actually COMES."
I don't think she paid much attention to me after the first sentence. Her eyes had glazed over again and she was staring out the window of the café, chin propped up on the heel of her palm. I sighed exasperatedly and sipped from my coffee cup, watching her still form. Then I got a bit bored staring at her and my eyes moved to watch a fly crawling across the opposite wall. After a while, the waiter came back with the change, which I took, and I grabbed Kari.
"What?" She asked, startled.
"We're GOING NOW, Kari," I told her impatiently. "Come on!"
She let me drag her out of the café and out onto the street, where we walked past the shops in silence. I could tell she was dreaming again.
"Kari, honey, listen," I said tiredly. "Stop thinking about TK for just ONE MOMENT and actually enjoy a nice, big shopping spree. There's a couple of shops I wanna check out before we leave and if you don't come along, I'll leave you behind."
"All right, all right," she replied placidly, smiling. "I'm coming."
But her mind was still, obviously, on TK.
---- End of Chapter Two ----
A/N: ah.......................crap!
That didn't go very well, did it? Nothing really happened, only that you find out exactly what Yolei thinks about Kari's 'problem'. Not that I really IS a problem. Oh well.
These chapters are going to be pretty short, because I want to finish off The Dranon Heiress as soon as possible (two chapters left!) and then I want to also finish off my Harry Potter, Neon Genesis Evangelion and my OTHER Digimon one! REMEMBER TO REVIEW!
Bittersweet Angel Chika
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon
A/N: So you liked the first chapter, huh? Well, my friend Miyuki thought it was pretty sweet, so I decided to continue it while also doing my science homework. I personally love the parts when TK and Kari were children (because the show had these two absolutely ADORABLE kids playing the parts).
Anyways, hope you like this chapter!
---- Chapter Two ----
~ Kari's POV ~
For the entire year after TK's message, I was constantly daydreaming about him and what he would be like. Yolei was right in one thing. I still didn't know what he looked like, how he'd changed and what were his habits and things like that. TK was like a stranger to me, one who sent me a large box of chocolates every year on March 3, and had done so for twenty years. He was the only one who was actually communicating - I never wrote back, because I never knew from where he sent the chocolates.
Nevertheless, I stuck to my promise. I waited for him here in Japan, amusing myself daily with work and redecorating my living room with the candy-wrapper messages he'd sent me every year. I had enough to make wallpaper for an entire length of the wall now and it was a great comfort to come home every day and face the quilt of colour. By now, I had memorised every single one of TK's messages, from beginning to end and back again.
REMEMBER WHEN WE WERE IN THE SCHOOL PLAY AND YOU GOT PICKED ON BY A GROUP OF KIDS PLAYING THE VEGETABLES?
That message still made me laugh. I remembered, very clearly, what happened that day. I was a fairly small girl for my age back then and was constantly the butt of many jokes. The bullies all liked to pick on me for that reason. On that particular occasion, they were poking me and teasing me because I didn't get a part in the school play.
"Leave her alone!" TK had said.
He had scored the part of the hero and was assuming his role by dressing up as a very tiny version of the American hero, Superman. He pushed the older kids away, grabbed my hand and we ran away from them as fast as we could. Our final destination was inside the school building, where he treated me to more chocolate from his pocket. I was surprised he had still kept the wrapper from back then and had sent it over with the third message.
I looked back at the photographs from the play and realised how incredibly strange it must have looked for two carrots, an apple, a cabbage and lettuce to be poking and laughing at a girl and then a Superman coming to the rescue. I told Yolei and my other friend, Sora, about the incident and we all had a good laugh about it.
"I can't wait until he comes back," I told them wistfully.
~ Yolei's POV ~
Ever since Kari got that message from TK, she'd been acting all dreamy and floaty. There wasn't a single moment when she wasn't thinking about him, or talking about him, or even DREAMING about him. For me, I'd only known Kari since high school and I'd never even SEEN TK before. But from what Kari had told me countless times, TK had been pretty chubby when they were six years old and he loved chocolate.
"He keeps lots of chocolate in his shirt pocket," she said, every time the subject of TK came up. "Every time he or I felt like one, he'd take them out and we'd eat them. Sometimes we'd play a game on the stairs. Scissors, paper, rock and the winner got a handful of the chocolate."
Then she showed Sora and me the messages she'd put on the wall in her living room. We were both stunned at how devoted this TK person was to Kari and just how many chocolates he bought every year. Each wrapper had one or two words written on it in a thick, black marker and the creases were smoothed out carefully by Kari. The whole wall was covered with it by the time the last box came and Kari was as dreamy and uncoordinated as ever.
"That would be three hundred and twenty dollars, miss."
"Three hundred and twenty days until he comes back," Kari sighed dreamily, unaware of the waiter who was trying to give her the bill.
"KARI!" I sang out, waving my hand in front of her face. "Wake up, sleeping beauty!"
She jerked out of her trance, flushed and paid the bill quickly. After a quick apology from both her, and myself the waiter hurried away and I grinned at her evilly.
"What?" She asked, perturbed.
"Your mind's wandering all over the place," I told her. "You're not even paying attention to what you do any more. Everything's about TK, TK, TK. Get OVER yourself, girl and start living the rest of your single life with excitement! Think about him when he actually COMES."
I don't think she paid much attention to me after the first sentence. Her eyes had glazed over again and she was staring out the window of the café, chin propped up on the heel of her palm. I sighed exasperatedly and sipped from my coffee cup, watching her still form. Then I got a bit bored staring at her and my eyes moved to watch a fly crawling across the opposite wall. After a while, the waiter came back with the change, which I took, and I grabbed Kari.
"What?" She asked, startled.
"We're GOING NOW, Kari," I told her impatiently. "Come on!"
She let me drag her out of the café and out onto the street, where we walked past the shops in silence. I could tell she was dreaming again.
"Kari, honey, listen," I said tiredly. "Stop thinking about TK for just ONE MOMENT and actually enjoy a nice, big shopping spree. There's a couple of shops I wanna check out before we leave and if you don't come along, I'll leave you behind."
"All right, all right," she replied placidly, smiling. "I'm coming."
But her mind was still, obviously, on TK.
---- End of Chapter Two ----
A/N: ah.......................crap!
That didn't go very well, did it? Nothing really happened, only that you find out exactly what Yolei thinks about Kari's 'problem'. Not that I really IS a problem. Oh well.
These chapters are going to be pretty short, because I want to finish off The Dranon Heiress as soon as possible (two chapters left!) and then I want to also finish off my Harry Potter, Neon Genesis Evangelion and my OTHER Digimon one! REMEMBER TO REVIEW!
Bittersweet Angel Chika
