The Power of Love
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. that means the characters too. But I do own this fic. It was inspired by someone when I was reading one of her books.
Warning: This is a Sorato fic. If you don't like, please don't flame. It's really easy actually, don't like, don't read!
Sora Takenouchi- 23 Yamato Ishida- 23
''--- Thoughts
Chapter 3: Normal POV
When Aiko got there, she saw all of them standing. They cut off their conversation as they spotted her.
"Hello. My name is Aiko Agbayani. Thanks for coming," she handed out a hand and each of the men shook it.
Luke smiled at her. "Please to meet you."
The others nodded their head.
Yamato spoke up. "Where can we set our band instruments?"
Aiko raised a brow. 'Right on the point, I see.'
Aiko showed them where they needed to set up their instruments.
Chad looked up.
"I'm sorry. Do you have a room where we can put our stuff and just to stay until the show starts? We're going to need them for some kids too."
Aiko looked up.
"Kids?"
"That would be none of your business." Yamato frowned at her.
Aiko frowned in return but didn't ask any further.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry. This way."
She showed them where to stay for an hour or so.
Before she left, she added. " We have a phone there," pointing at the phone on the wall, "you can use it anytime if you need it. If you're hungry, you can order take out. You can put it on our tab. The food won't be here until after the show, sorry."
She left after explaining.
Luke went to close the door.
"Man, you have to keep your cool. Don't have to have a cow when they ask about the kids. Besides," Luke grinned, "you're going to scare all the ladies away if you keep that act."
"Sorry. It just bugs me when they butt in," Yamato muttered.
Derek put a hand on his shoulder supportively, "Don't worry about it. No one knows about it except us and your family."
Yamato laughed, "Gezzz. don't get all emotional on me now."
Chad laughed along with the others. "This is weird. We haven't played in such a long time. Almost 2 years. Wow!!!"
Luke ran a hand through his hair. "Yes, we all know that. Anyway, how are the twins Matt? I haven't seen them in a week."
Yamato smiled. "They're fine. They aren't any trouble. My mom loves watching them."
Yamato looked at his watch. "Speaking of which, I have to go. I need to pick them up from my mom's. She's going out tonight with dad."
The men nodded in unison.
"What about T.K.? Can't he watch them?" Luke asked.
"Nope, it's his anniversary with Kari," Yamato replied as he walked towards the door. "I'll be back in about 35 minutes or so. It won't take long."
As he walked towards the exit, he passed through the changing rooms. He heard a voice coming from one of them.
'Sounds like Aiko,' he noted. He looked to his right and noticed the door was slightly open. He then decided to peek in.
He saw Aiko standing over a model, giving orders to the cosmetician. Their backs was facing him so he didn't notice who was on the chair.
He suddenly frowned in disgust.
'What the hell am I doing?'
He stood up and left, unable to hear what happened next.
----The Changing Room----
"Sora, we should make your hair puffy. You know to cover the top of your head," Aiko suggested.
"I have my own style thank you. Now go away Aiko. Go bug some other model. I only have an hour and a half left so shoo," Sora replied.
Aiko turned in mocked anger. "Fine. I'll go find someone who appreciate my style."
Sora laughed, "You know what I mean. Now go on you or we'll never get finished.
Aiko paused for a minute and asked seriously. "Did you know that there will be kids here tonight?"
Sora frowned. "Well, I guess. I mean, we are having a fashion show, you know?"
Aiko shook her head. "I meant the band members. Luke said that they will have kids tonight."
Suddenly, her eyes widened. "Oh my god! You don't think Luke has kids, don't you?"
Sora laughed at her shocked expression. "I don't know. Why don't you ask him?"
Aiko put her hands on her hips. "I did and Yamato snapped at me."
"Yama.," Sora whispered.
Aiko smiled knowingly and walked towards her, leaning in front of Sora's face. "Yeah, Yamato. You know anything about him?"
Sora rolled her eyes nervously. "Aiko please."
She snorted, trying to convince Aiko.
'Just shut up and get out, please.come on Aiko, mercy.'
Too bad Aiko couldn't read minds.
She narrowed her eyes. "Hmmm. are you sure? You sounded pretty . what's the word."
Sora sighed. "Alright, look, I knew him when we were kids. So what?"
"Oh, I see, " she gave a nod. "Well, I have to go."
"Wait," Sora called out. "How'd you get them to play here?"
Aiko flipped her hair and smiled. "Why, I have my ways."
"But I thought they broke up?" Sora explained.
Aiko shook her head. "Sora, I AM the coordinator. I plan everything. Give me a little more credit."
Sora laughed nervously. "I didn't mean it like that. I was just. nevermind."
Aiko laughed at her. "Gezzz, don't get your panties in a twist. I was kidding."
Sora frowned at her. "Aiko." she said warningly.
"Alright, alright. I'm gone. Later Sora," she winked at her and left with a chuckle.
Sora relaxed on the couch. 'Wonder if Matt knows I'm here.' She thought as the make up artist finally started doing her make up.
------------------------------- TO BE CONTINUED----------------------------- -----
Not very interesting. I know I know but they'll meet soon, actually, they'll meet in the next chapter. Sorry for not updating for so looongggg it's just that school is such a drag and I have to pass everything if I want to graduate. Anyway, any feedback would be great, except for flames. If you hate it, then keep it to yourself, thanks!!! HUGS AND KISSES!!! The fashion show will come up next.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. that means the characters too. But I do own this fic. It was inspired by someone when I was reading one of her books.
Warning: This is a Sorato fic. If you don't like, please don't flame. It's really easy actually, don't like, don't read!
Sora Takenouchi- 23 Yamato Ishida- 23
''--- Thoughts
Chapter 3: Normal POV
When Aiko got there, she saw all of them standing. They cut off their conversation as they spotted her.
"Hello. My name is Aiko Agbayani. Thanks for coming," she handed out a hand and each of the men shook it.
Luke smiled at her. "Please to meet you."
The others nodded their head.
Yamato spoke up. "Where can we set our band instruments?"
Aiko raised a brow. 'Right on the point, I see.'
Aiko showed them where they needed to set up their instruments.
Chad looked up.
"I'm sorry. Do you have a room where we can put our stuff and just to stay until the show starts? We're going to need them for some kids too."
Aiko looked up.
"Kids?"
"That would be none of your business." Yamato frowned at her.
Aiko frowned in return but didn't ask any further.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry. This way."
She showed them where to stay for an hour or so.
Before she left, she added. " We have a phone there," pointing at the phone on the wall, "you can use it anytime if you need it. If you're hungry, you can order take out. You can put it on our tab. The food won't be here until after the show, sorry."
She left after explaining.
Luke went to close the door.
"Man, you have to keep your cool. Don't have to have a cow when they ask about the kids. Besides," Luke grinned, "you're going to scare all the ladies away if you keep that act."
"Sorry. It just bugs me when they butt in," Yamato muttered.
Derek put a hand on his shoulder supportively, "Don't worry about it. No one knows about it except us and your family."
Yamato laughed, "Gezzz. don't get all emotional on me now."
Chad laughed along with the others. "This is weird. We haven't played in such a long time. Almost 2 years. Wow!!!"
Luke ran a hand through his hair. "Yes, we all know that. Anyway, how are the twins Matt? I haven't seen them in a week."
Yamato smiled. "They're fine. They aren't any trouble. My mom loves watching them."
Yamato looked at his watch. "Speaking of which, I have to go. I need to pick them up from my mom's. She's going out tonight with dad."
The men nodded in unison.
"What about T.K.? Can't he watch them?" Luke asked.
"Nope, it's his anniversary with Kari," Yamato replied as he walked towards the door. "I'll be back in about 35 minutes or so. It won't take long."
As he walked towards the exit, he passed through the changing rooms. He heard a voice coming from one of them.
'Sounds like Aiko,' he noted. He looked to his right and noticed the door was slightly open. He then decided to peek in.
He saw Aiko standing over a model, giving orders to the cosmetician. Their backs was facing him so he didn't notice who was on the chair.
He suddenly frowned in disgust.
'What the hell am I doing?'
He stood up and left, unable to hear what happened next.
----The Changing Room----
"Sora, we should make your hair puffy. You know to cover the top of your head," Aiko suggested.
"I have my own style thank you. Now go away Aiko. Go bug some other model. I only have an hour and a half left so shoo," Sora replied.
Aiko turned in mocked anger. "Fine. I'll go find someone who appreciate my style."
Sora laughed, "You know what I mean. Now go on you or we'll never get finished.
Aiko paused for a minute and asked seriously. "Did you know that there will be kids here tonight?"
Sora frowned. "Well, I guess. I mean, we are having a fashion show, you know?"
Aiko shook her head. "I meant the band members. Luke said that they will have kids tonight."
Suddenly, her eyes widened. "Oh my god! You don't think Luke has kids, don't you?"
Sora laughed at her shocked expression. "I don't know. Why don't you ask him?"
Aiko put her hands on her hips. "I did and Yamato snapped at me."
"Yama.," Sora whispered.
Aiko smiled knowingly and walked towards her, leaning in front of Sora's face. "Yeah, Yamato. You know anything about him?"
Sora rolled her eyes nervously. "Aiko please."
She snorted, trying to convince Aiko.
'Just shut up and get out, please.come on Aiko, mercy.'
Too bad Aiko couldn't read minds.
She narrowed her eyes. "Hmmm. are you sure? You sounded pretty . what's the word."
Sora sighed. "Alright, look, I knew him when we were kids. So what?"
"Oh, I see, " she gave a nod. "Well, I have to go."
"Wait," Sora called out. "How'd you get them to play here?"
Aiko flipped her hair and smiled. "Why, I have my ways."
"But I thought they broke up?" Sora explained.
Aiko shook her head. "Sora, I AM the coordinator. I plan everything. Give me a little more credit."
Sora laughed nervously. "I didn't mean it like that. I was just. nevermind."
Aiko laughed at her. "Gezzz, don't get your panties in a twist. I was kidding."
Sora frowned at her. "Aiko." she said warningly.
"Alright, alright. I'm gone. Later Sora," she winked at her and left with a chuckle.
Sora relaxed on the couch. 'Wonder if Matt knows I'm here.' She thought as the make up artist finally started doing her make up.
------------------------------- TO BE CONTINUED----------------------------- -----
Not very interesting. I know I know but they'll meet soon, actually, they'll meet in the next chapter. Sorry for not updating for so looongggg it's just that school is such a drag and I have to pass everything if I want to graduate. Anyway, any feedback would be great, except for flames. If you hate it, then keep it to yourself, thanks!!! HUGS AND KISSES!!! The fashion show will come up next.