Never Forgiven
They sat there, on a pier, in the Real World. Their hands held one another, their like-hair blowing softly in the gentle breeze.
The girl, Kari, laid her head onto her lovers shoulder. He, in return, leaned his head toward hers, and pecked her forehead.
Ken was happy. How could he have ever gotten away with "stealing Davis' girl?" Well, it really was thanks to Davis himself for having let his crush on the beautiful brunette fade away.
Actually, Davis had grown more accustomed to having Kari as a 'best friend' than just a friend, like Yoli or some other really close person, yet not close enough for 'him' to be called a 'best friend.' Ken wouldn't even put it past him if Davis were really gay, the way their friendship went.
Three months they had been going out.
A week of secrecy. Two weeks of having been working up the nerve to ask her out. The rest was history, except for the first kiss.
The coming night air was cool and smelled of the salty ocean. The sun crept along the edge of the blue landscape, afraid to let the vast area of water dowse its brilliance. So beautiful was it that no artist that ever was or were to be born to this undying earth could catch its brilliance in a painting or sketch.
They sat there, waiting and watching as the dying sun painted its colors across the sky.
"I wonder if the sunset in the Digital World resemble this," Ken said, addressing no one in particular.
"We never really stopped to appreciate it there. We never paid attention to that sort of thing. Not when Piedmon and his mon wreaking havoc there, or when the Control Spires and Arukenimon and everything." When she said 'everything,' she meant, of course, the Kaizer issue, but Ken chose to ignore it. He knew she didn't mean it like that.
Radiant colors danced above them.
~A week later~
The waitress brought their sodas and water at Denny's. Ken looked through the menu while Kari drank her cherry coke. As he chose what to order, Kari set down her glass.
"Ken..." she said, "I... um..."
He put the menu aside. "Yes?"
"We, kinda, sorta... need to talk."
"Go on."
"Well, we've been going out for a while now, and I..."
"What is it? Is there something wrong? Tell me, please."
"I... I don't think it's working out."
Ken blinked. "What's not working..."
"I... don't think I'm ready. For a relationship I mean. I mean, yeah, we hit it off at first but... my grades are dropping, and I have cheerleading, and... I just don't have time for anything anymore. I'm, I'm sorry, Ken." She looked into his saddening eyes.
Ken knew it would happen, he just didn't really know when. Now? Just when it was going so well?
"Well... I'm sorry, too." And with that, he got up and went to leave.
"Ken, I..."
"What? 'Sorry I'm breaking up with you, Ken, but I got what I wanted from you. Well, have to go, more people's lives to ruin.'" He stopped at the cashier and paid.
/What was that? Did I just say... Thanks Davis.../
Chapter 1
What Was Once Good
~ ~ ~
Ken was a little out of character just now, but that is the cause of hanging out with Daisuke too much.
I've figured out that my italics aren't going to show when I post my stories, so whenever that are suppose to be italics, I will add these -.
Through out this story of mine, there will be chapters, such as this, and poetic passes like the prologue, FYI.
I know this chapter must be corny, but it still ties in with the story. Please R&R. Cheers.
~OniHime
They sat there, on a pier, in the Real World. Their hands held one another, their like-hair blowing softly in the gentle breeze.
The girl, Kari, laid her head onto her lovers shoulder. He, in return, leaned his head toward hers, and pecked her forehead.
Ken was happy. How could he have ever gotten away with "stealing Davis' girl?" Well, it really was thanks to Davis himself for having let his crush on the beautiful brunette fade away.
Actually, Davis had grown more accustomed to having Kari as a 'best friend' than just a friend, like Yoli or some other really close person, yet not close enough for 'him' to be called a 'best friend.' Ken wouldn't even put it past him if Davis were really gay, the way their friendship went.
Three months they had been going out.
A week of secrecy. Two weeks of having been working up the nerve to ask her out. The rest was history, except for the first kiss.
The coming night air was cool and smelled of the salty ocean. The sun crept along the edge of the blue landscape, afraid to let the vast area of water dowse its brilliance. So beautiful was it that no artist that ever was or were to be born to this undying earth could catch its brilliance in a painting or sketch.
They sat there, waiting and watching as the dying sun painted its colors across the sky.
"I wonder if the sunset in the Digital World resemble this," Ken said, addressing no one in particular.
"We never really stopped to appreciate it there. We never paid attention to that sort of thing. Not when Piedmon and his mon wreaking havoc there, or when the Control Spires and Arukenimon and everything." When she said 'everything,' she meant, of course, the Kaizer issue, but Ken chose to ignore it. He knew she didn't mean it like that.
Radiant colors danced above them.
~A week later~
The waitress brought their sodas and water at Denny's. Ken looked through the menu while Kari drank her cherry coke. As he chose what to order, Kari set down her glass.
"Ken..." she said, "I... um..."
He put the menu aside. "Yes?"
"We, kinda, sorta... need to talk."
"Go on."
"Well, we've been going out for a while now, and I..."
"What is it? Is there something wrong? Tell me, please."
"I... I don't think it's working out."
Ken blinked. "What's not working..."
"I... don't think I'm ready. For a relationship I mean. I mean, yeah, we hit it off at first but... my grades are dropping, and I have cheerleading, and... I just don't have time for anything anymore. I'm, I'm sorry, Ken." She looked into his saddening eyes.
Ken knew it would happen, he just didn't really know when. Now? Just when it was going so well?
"Well... I'm sorry, too." And with that, he got up and went to leave.
"Ken, I..."
"What? 'Sorry I'm breaking up with you, Ken, but I got what I wanted from you. Well, have to go, more people's lives to ruin.'" He stopped at the cashier and paid.
/What was that? Did I just say... Thanks Davis.../
Chapter 1
What Was Once Good
~ ~ ~
Ken was a little out of character just now, but that is the cause of hanging out with Daisuke too much.
I've figured out that my italics aren't going to show when I post my stories, so whenever that are suppose to be italics, I will add these -.
Through out this story of mine, there will be chapters, such as this, and poetic passes like the prologue, FYI.
I know this chapter must be corny, but it still ties in with the story. Please R&R. Cheers.
~OniHime
