Her Angel
Chapter 1: A Love Confession
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon at all.
Taichi's P.O.V
I have done the most stupid thing of my whole life and that includes even the time I made Agumon digivolve to SkullGreymon. I laughed bitterly in my head and angrily wiped off the tears on my face.
I quickly grabbed my football from my room and headed to the nearest place where I can kick it around, forgetting all about my life.
Earlier in the day.
"Sora! What are you doing here? I thought you had tennis practice." Taichi stopped in front of her.
When she didn't answer, Taichi waved his hand in front of her and said "Um. Sora? Hellooo?" all the time craning his neck to look at her face which was looking down at the grass.
Sora jerked up and her eyes darted around wildly before coming to rest on her best friend's face.
"Taichi! What on earth are you doing here?"
"I should be the one asking that, you know", his boyish face creased into a frown. "You told me you couldn't go to the movies because you had tennis practice but here you are standing here doing nothing!"
"I'm sorry, Taichi."
"Why did you lie to me? We are best friends!" he said indignantly with a trace of hurt in it.
His best friend heaved a sigh, not really knowing how to explain. She might as well tell him the truth.
She cast her eyes downward again and mumbled something.
Of course, Taichi couldn't hear her and she had to start all over again.
"I'm meeting Yamato here and. I wanted to tell him that I really like him a lot." her soft voice trailed off hesitatedly.
Taichi was struck dumb for about ten seconds after which, he mechanically said "You-like-Yamato?"
She gave him a tiny nod of her reddish-brown head.
For a long while, none of them said anything. Sora was lost in a haze of nervousness and was busy trying to dry her clammy palms on her jeans.
Taichi, though, was a different matter. His heart, always skipping a beat or two upon seeing Sora, had now sunk to his very toes.
It was also just as well that Sora wasn't looking at him as a person's eyes are the windows to his soul, they say, and right now a crowd of emotions was surging up in his soul. Indescribable hurt and pain stabbed him in the heart. Tears were threatening to fall and it took a very strong will not to go beat Yamato up.
He pulled himself together, took a deep breath and said "Don't worry, Sora. I'm sure Yamato likes you too, I'm sure."
"You think so?" she looked at him, hope flickering in her eyes. He wouldn't do anything to quench that light in her eyes, not for anything in the world.
"I don't think so, I know! You can do it, Sora! Believe in yourself! Here he comes and I'll go. I don't want to play gooseberry." he said teasingly.
He ran towards the huge oak tree and hid behind it, still managing to be able to see what was happening. Sora had spun around to meet Yamato and right now they were talking.
However when he saw them hugging each other, he knew that his dream would never happen. He choked a sob back and ran blindly away, tears falling softly on the grass behind him.
Author's notes:
Please review as usual! You can email me if you want to at hikariavalon@hotmail.com. Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon at all.
Taichi's P.O.V
I have done the most stupid thing of my whole life and that includes even the time I made Agumon digivolve to SkullGreymon. I laughed bitterly in my head and angrily wiped off the tears on my face.
I quickly grabbed my football from my room and headed to the nearest place where I can kick it around, forgetting all about my life.
Earlier in the day.
"Sora! What are you doing here? I thought you had tennis practice." Taichi stopped in front of her.
When she didn't answer, Taichi waved his hand in front of her and said "Um. Sora? Hellooo?" all the time craning his neck to look at her face which was looking down at the grass.
Sora jerked up and her eyes darted around wildly before coming to rest on her best friend's face.
"Taichi! What on earth are you doing here?"
"I should be the one asking that, you know", his boyish face creased into a frown. "You told me you couldn't go to the movies because you had tennis practice but here you are standing here doing nothing!"
"I'm sorry, Taichi."
"Why did you lie to me? We are best friends!" he said indignantly with a trace of hurt in it.
His best friend heaved a sigh, not really knowing how to explain. She might as well tell him the truth.
She cast her eyes downward again and mumbled something.
Of course, Taichi couldn't hear her and she had to start all over again.
"I'm meeting Yamato here and. I wanted to tell him that I really like him a lot." her soft voice trailed off hesitatedly.
Taichi was struck dumb for about ten seconds after which, he mechanically said "You-like-Yamato?"
She gave him a tiny nod of her reddish-brown head.
For a long while, none of them said anything. Sora was lost in a haze of nervousness and was busy trying to dry her clammy palms on her jeans.
Taichi, though, was a different matter. His heart, always skipping a beat or two upon seeing Sora, had now sunk to his very toes.
It was also just as well that Sora wasn't looking at him as a person's eyes are the windows to his soul, they say, and right now a crowd of emotions was surging up in his soul. Indescribable hurt and pain stabbed him in the heart. Tears were threatening to fall and it took a very strong will not to go beat Yamato up.
He pulled himself together, took a deep breath and said "Don't worry, Sora. I'm sure Yamato likes you too, I'm sure."
"You think so?" she looked at him, hope flickering in her eyes. He wouldn't do anything to quench that light in her eyes, not for anything in the world.
"I don't think so, I know! You can do it, Sora! Believe in yourself! Here he comes and I'll go. I don't want to play gooseberry." he said teasingly.
He ran towards the huge oak tree and hid behind it, still managing to be able to see what was happening. Sora had spun around to meet Yamato and right now they were talking.
However when he saw them hugging each other, he knew that his dream would never happen. He choked a sob back and ran blindly away, tears falling softly on the grass behind him.
Author's notes:
Please review as usual! You can email me if you want to at hikariavalon@hotmail.com. Please review!