Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, but I do own Kohana
Chapter 2
"Hey, Kohana, are you going to play soccer with us after school?" Julianne asked her sitting down at the table for lunch.
"Duh! Of course I am!" She answered in between bites of her ham and cheese sandwich. "When have I missed out on playing soccer with you guys?"
"Good point. I don't know why I even ask anymore. If you ever did say you're not I would probably have a heart attack. I wanna wait 'till I'm at least eighty to have one of those."
"And 'little flower' over here," Davis said motioning toward Kohana, "will probably be the cause of the heart attack then."
"Davis! You know I hate that!" Kohana yelled at him, "You'd better hope you don't go today, or you'll have a soccer ball permanently implanted in your face!"
"Okay! I won't call you that again, I promise."
Kohana just glared at him.
"You've got my word."
"You're word's not much good, so why should I trust you?"
"Because I'm sweet and cute." He answered spraying her with his PB&J.
"Oh yeah," she said sarcastically, "that was real cute."
"And your so dead Davis!" She yelled after him as he ran to who-knows- where.
"Ko', I'm open!" Julianne shouted after school while they were in the soccer field.
"I'm goin' for this one Jules!"
"You'll never get it in!"
"I'm not trying to get it in!" She yelled back with a mischievous grin on her face.
Seconds later, she kicked the ball and sent it flying, straight at the goalie's face. (Any guess who that could be?) Davis fell backwards from the force and the ball rolled in. (I know, he's not a goalie, but it works for the story)
He quickly got up rubbing his forehead where the ball had mad contact, and glared at her.
"I warned you at lunch."
"No!" He argued, "You said I would end up with a soccer ball permanently implanted in my face! It's not there now! It's in the goal, see?" He pointed at the ball in the goal as if to prove his point.
"Oh, I'm sorry, did you actually want it in your face permanently? I can try since you obviously really want me to."
"No!" He quickly responded. "Really, it's okay. You don't need to do that."
"What it I want to?" She smirked.
Davis's face went blank, "You're kidding, right?"
"Of course. I wouldn't wannna get sued. But that's my only reasoning for not giving into the extremely great temptation I have."
"Hey guys, lets finish the game!" A girl yelled.
"Yeah," said another, "I have to make dinner tonight."
Kohana and Davis glared at each other once more, then she turned to go to her position as he put the ball in play again, drop kicking it as far as he could get it.
She ran for it as fast as she could and skillfully kicked it out from in front of one of her opponents to a guy on her team. He in turn got it pretty far before passing it to Julianne, who was in the perfect position to score, and kicked it in the goal before Davis had time to react.
After the game was over a group of the athletes walked to the parking lot together.
"Great! Now I have to walk home!" Davis grumbled as it started to lightly rain.
"Want a ride, Davis?" Kohana asked him, already knowing the answer.
"With the way you drive?" He questioned. "Yeah, right! Not even in your dreams."
"Of course it wouldn't happen in my dreams, I don't have dreams with you in them." She shot back at him.
He stuck his tongue out at her and stalked off across the parking lot. Kohana and Kari climbed into Kohana's car, and she sped out of the parking lot.
Chapter 2
"Hey, Kohana, are you going to play soccer with us after school?" Julianne asked her sitting down at the table for lunch.
"Duh! Of course I am!" She answered in between bites of her ham and cheese sandwich. "When have I missed out on playing soccer with you guys?"
"Good point. I don't know why I even ask anymore. If you ever did say you're not I would probably have a heart attack. I wanna wait 'till I'm at least eighty to have one of those."
"And 'little flower' over here," Davis said motioning toward Kohana, "will probably be the cause of the heart attack then."
"Davis! You know I hate that!" Kohana yelled at him, "You'd better hope you don't go today, or you'll have a soccer ball permanently implanted in your face!"
"Okay! I won't call you that again, I promise."
Kohana just glared at him.
"You've got my word."
"You're word's not much good, so why should I trust you?"
"Because I'm sweet and cute." He answered spraying her with his PB&J.
"Oh yeah," she said sarcastically, "that was real cute."
"And your so dead Davis!" She yelled after him as he ran to who-knows- where.
"Ko', I'm open!" Julianne shouted after school while they were in the soccer field.
"I'm goin' for this one Jules!"
"You'll never get it in!"
"I'm not trying to get it in!" She yelled back with a mischievous grin on her face.
Seconds later, she kicked the ball and sent it flying, straight at the goalie's face. (Any guess who that could be?) Davis fell backwards from the force and the ball rolled in. (I know, he's not a goalie, but it works for the story)
He quickly got up rubbing his forehead where the ball had mad contact, and glared at her.
"I warned you at lunch."
"No!" He argued, "You said I would end up with a soccer ball permanently implanted in my face! It's not there now! It's in the goal, see?" He pointed at the ball in the goal as if to prove his point.
"Oh, I'm sorry, did you actually want it in your face permanently? I can try since you obviously really want me to."
"No!" He quickly responded. "Really, it's okay. You don't need to do that."
"What it I want to?" She smirked.
Davis's face went blank, "You're kidding, right?"
"Of course. I wouldn't wannna get sued. But that's my only reasoning for not giving into the extremely great temptation I have."
"Hey guys, lets finish the game!" A girl yelled.
"Yeah," said another, "I have to make dinner tonight."
Kohana and Davis glared at each other once more, then she turned to go to her position as he put the ball in play again, drop kicking it as far as he could get it.
She ran for it as fast as she could and skillfully kicked it out from in front of one of her opponents to a guy on her team. He in turn got it pretty far before passing it to Julianne, who was in the perfect position to score, and kicked it in the goal before Davis had time to react.
After the game was over a group of the athletes walked to the parking lot together.
"Great! Now I have to walk home!" Davis grumbled as it started to lightly rain.
"Want a ride, Davis?" Kohana asked him, already knowing the answer.
"With the way you drive?" He questioned. "Yeah, right! Not even in your dreams."
"Of course it wouldn't happen in my dreams, I don't have dreams with you in them." She shot back at him.
He stuck his tongue out at her and stalked off across the parking lot. Kohana and Kari climbed into Kohana's car, and she sped out of the parking lot.