:.:*Disclaimer*:.: I, Darkness Princess, don't own Digimon, and if I didn I wouldn't be writing fanfics, but real shows for more money for me. But I'm writing this, broke as always.
*Chapter One*
Asking advice from those who help
Twenty-two-year-old Hikari Kamiya was awaken with a start as her telephone rang. She rolled over onto her stomach and reached onto the bedside table for the cordless phone. She pushed a button and held the receiver to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Hikari, it's Takeru!"
Hikari looked at her clock, wondering why her friend Takeru Takaishi would be calling her at five in the morning, then again, Miyako Inoue called at two in the morning just to chat since she drank too much coffee.
"Hikari? Are you sleeping on the phone?"
"Yes," Hikari said sarcastically. "Why are you calling so early? I have to save my strength for the six-year-old brats I'm getting paid to watch later."
"It's your job and you should be waking up now anyway. Well, I just wanted to chat with my best friend since I have some time to waste before another writer's convention."
'He still sees me as a friend,' she thought, then said, "They have conventions this early?"
"It's sort of an all day thing and they like to start early. Plus, they have the boring lectures early so we sleep in, then everyone arrives when the good stuff starts."
"Takeru, you sound like one of my brats."
"Hkari, are you calling me a brat?"
"Next subject. So, who's the new girlfriend?"
"Don't have one yet. Yet. So, how's it going with you and Brad?"
"It's going okay," Hikari said. 'I'm lying. Can you tell, Takeru?'
"You don't sound too happy," Takeru said.
"I'm tired, and I have to deal with eighteen brats later." 'Of course I'm not happy.'
"Okay," Takers said, not sounding too sure. "Well, I'd better go so you can get a few more minutes of sleep."
"Well, I'll see you when I see you. Bye, Takeru." 'I love you.'
"Bye, light."
Hikari hung up the phone, holding it near her chest. She sighed, thinking of how much she loved hearing his voice. She wasn't with Brad anymore; they broke up two days ago. She wanted her beloved Hope, Takeru. She sighed and looked at her clock.
'Good, another half an hour before the alarm,' she thought, placing the phone on the charger. She pulled the covers over her head and went back to sleep.
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Twenty-three-year-old Ken Ichijouji paced back and forth in his pajamas, too anxious to sleep. He held a case in his fingers, containing a diamond ring with a gold band. He was trying to figure out how he could ask her, the love of his life, if she would take his hand in marriage. He held the ring, staring at it, thinking of his girlfriend.
"She'll say yes," Ken said aloud. "I hope she will. I love her so much."
He set the ring on his dresser and went into the living room. He picked up the phone. "I wonder if Dai's awake."
Ken dialed Daisuke Motomiya's number and waited as he heard the ringing.
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Daisuke was snoring, sound asleep, when he heard the phone ring, waking him. He rolled over and pulled the covers over his head, letting the answering machine get it. It beeped.
"Honey, get the phone," his wife Angela said groggily.
"I don't want to. It's too early," Daisuke said.
"Hi, Dai, it's Ken. I was just calling to see if you were awake. I guess you're not. Well, I'm thinking I'm going to ask her today. I already have the ring. Okay, sooo, I guess I'll -"
Daisuke rushed to the phone and picked up the receiver. "Ken!"
"I was about to hang up," Ken said.
"You're going to propose?"
"I think so, but I'm not sure how. I don't know what to say to her."
"Just say what's in your heart."
"You're pretty deep, Dai."
"I thought you didn't want to get it," Angela said.
"It's Ken, and this is important," Daisuke said to her, covering the receiver for a moment.
"How's it going?" asked Ken.
"It's fine, just perfect," Daisuke spoke sarcastically.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Angela snapped.
"Uh... Ken, I gotta go."
"But what about my proposal?"
"I've told you all I can tell you. Now, I've got to go, 'cause this phone isn't cordless, and Angela'll strangle me with it in a few seconds."
"Fine, I'll call someone else. Bye."
"I'll come over later or something. Bye." Daisuke hung up the phone as his wife sprang out of the bed and ran after him. Still children at heart, they ran around the house until Angela caught Dai in the living room and they started making out...
~*!*~*!*~*!*~
Ken, annoyed with Daisuke, took a shower, got dressed, ate something, and went out for a drive, the ring safely secured in his pocket. He drove around, and stopped, finding himself outside Miyako Inoue's apartment.
'She'd be the perfect one to ask,' Ken thought, 'but I can't ask her.'
Ken looked up at her window, then drove off again to see his friend Tai. He stopped at his apartment and knocked on his door. Taichi walked to the door, a mug of coffee in his hands. "Ken, it's six in the morning."
"I know." Ken pulled the ring out of his pocket and showed it to Taichi. "I'm going to ask her."
He followed Taichi into the apartment and kicked off his shoes. They sat in the living room.
"So, when will you?"
"I don't know, but I want it to be soon."
"You should do it at the picnic on Friday."
"Good idea. So you begged your boss to give you day off?"
"No, I'm just doing extra hours to make up for Friday, then I'm calling in sick. So, I won't be losing money and Sora won't kill me for not coming."
"That's good news. Just drink as much caffeine as you can."
"I'm not going to become over caffeinated like your girlfriend did."
"She was going through some stuff and she had to finish studying for an exam in college when she did that."
"Still..."
"Taichi, you leave me and my girl alone."
"Fine. Well, I hope it all works out for you."
"Thanks. Well, I'd better go home. Now that that's been lifted, I'm feeling tired." Ken put on his shoes and left. He drove home and fell asleep right on the couch, an very un-Ken-like thing to do.
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Darkness Princess
*Chapter One*
Asking advice from those who help
Twenty-two-year-old Hikari Kamiya was awaken with a start as her telephone rang. She rolled over onto her stomach and reached onto the bedside table for the cordless phone. She pushed a button and held the receiver to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Hikari, it's Takeru!"
Hikari looked at her clock, wondering why her friend Takeru Takaishi would be calling her at five in the morning, then again, Miyako Inoue called at two in the morning just to chat since she drank too much coffee.
"Hikari? Are you sleeping on the phone?"
"Yes," Hikari said sarcastically. "Why are you calling so early? I have to save my strength for the six-year-old brats I'm getting paid to watch later."
"It's your job and you should be waking up now anyway. Well, I just wanted to chat with my best friend since I have some time to waste before another writer's convention."
'He still sees me as a friend,' she thought, then said, "They have conventions this early?"
"It's sort of an all day thing and they like to start early. Plus, they have the boring lectures early so we sleep in, then everyone arrives when the good stuff starts."
"Takeru, you sound like one of my brats."
"Hkari, are you calling me a brat?"
"Next subject. So, who's the new girlfriend?"
"Don't have one yet. Yet. So, how's it going with you and Brad?"
"It's going okay," Hikari said. 'I'm lying. Can you tell, Takeru?'
"You don't sound too happy," Takeru said.
"I'm tired, and I have to deal with eighteen brats later." 'Of course I'm not happy.'
"Okay," Takers said, not sounding too sure. "Well, I'd better go so you can get a few more minutes of sleep."
"Well, I'll see you when I see you. Bye, Takeru." 'I love you.'
"Bye, light."
Hikari hung up the phone, holding it near her chest. She sighed, thinking of how much she loved hearing his voice. She wasn't with Brad anymore; they broke up two days ago. She wanted her beloved Hope, Takeru. She sighed and looked at her clock.
'Good, another half an hour before the alarm,' she thought, placing the phone on the charger. She pulled the covers over her head and went back to sleep.
~*!*~*!*~*!*~
Twenty-three-year-old Ken Ichijouji paced back and forth in his pajamas, too anxious to sleep. He held a case in his fingers, containing a diamond ring with a gold band. He was trying to figure out how he could ask her, the love of his life, if she would take his hand in marriage. He held the ring, staring at it, thinking of his girlfriend.
"She'll say yes," Ken said aloud. "I hope she will. I love her so much."
He set the ring on his dresser and went into the living room. He picked up the phone. "I wonder if Dai's awake."
Ken dialed Daisuke Motomiya's number and waited as he heard the ringing.
~*!*~*!*~*!*~
Daisuke was snoring, sound asleep, when he heard the phone ring, waking him. He rolled over and pulled the covers over his head, letting the answering machine get it. It beeped.
"Honey, get the phone," his wife Angela said groggily.
"I don't want to. It's too early," Daisuke said.
"Hi, Dai, it's Ken. I was just calling to see if you were awake. I guess you're not. Well, I'm thinking I'm going to ask her today. I already have the ring. Okay, sooo, I guess I'll -"
Daisuke rushed to the phone and picked up the receiver. "Ken!"
"I was about to hang up," Ken said.
"You're going to propose?"
"I think so, but I'm not sure how. I don't know what to say to her."
"Just say what's in your heart."
"You're pretty deep, Dai."
"I thought you didn't want to get it," Angela said.
"It's Ken, and this is important," Daisuke said to her, covering the receiver for a moment.
"How's it going?" asked Ken.
"It's fine, just perfect," Daisuke spoke sarcastically.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Angela snapped.
"Uh... Ken, I gotta go."
"But what about my proposal?"
"I've told you all I can tell you. Now, I've got to go, 'cause this phone isn't cordless, and Angela'll strangle me with it in a few seconds."
"Fine, I'll call someone else. Bye."
"I'll come over later or something. Bye." Daisuke hung up the phone as his wife sprang out of the bed and ran after him. Still children at heart, they ran around the house until Angela caught Dai in the living room and they started making out...
~*!*~*!*~*!*~
Ken, annoyed with Daisuke, took a shower, got dressed, ate something, and went out for a drive, the ring safely secured in his pocket. He drove around, and stopped, finding himself outside Miyako Inoue's apartment.
'She'd be the perfect one to ask,' Ken thought, 'but I can't ask her.'
Ken looked up at her window, then drove off again to see his friend Tai. He stopped at his apartment and knocked on his door. Taichi walked to the door, a mug of coffee in his hands. "Ken, it's six in the morning."
"I know." Ken pulled the ring out of his pocket and showed it to Taichi. "I'm going to ask her."
He followed Taichi into the apartment and kicked off his shoes. They sat in the living room.
"So, when will you?"
"I don't know, but I want it to be soon."
"You should do it at the picnic on Friday."
"Good idea. So you begged your boss to give you day off?"
"No, I'm just doing extra hours to make up for Friday, then I'm calling in sick. So, I won't be losing money and Sora won't kill me for not coming."
"That's good news. Just drink as much caffeine as you can."
"I'm not going to become over caffeinated like your girlfriend did."
"She was going through some stuff and she had to finish studying for an exam in college when she did that."
"Still..."
"Taichi, you leave me and my girl alone."
"Fine. Well, I hope it all works out for you."
"Thanks. Well, I'd better go home. Now that that's been lifted, I'm feeling tired." Ken put on his shoes and left. He drove home and fell asleep right on the couch, an very un-Ken-like thing to do.
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