Boku-tachi/Atashi-tachi
Oiya! Hello everyone. There's a day off school tomorrow, so I decided to use this time and write another chapter. Anyway, great thanks to all those lovely reviews. You're all so great. ^^ Firstly. Thanks from last chapter to...: I, and Shimegami Shibayama. And thanks overall to the following constant reviewers: TheAngelofLove, Jing, Kou Da Cutie, Takerus Lost Angel, Kaz, yuyuhakusho, and karikamiya07, in initial posting chronological order. Of course, I'm such a klutz, if I missed any of you, remember to drop me an e-mail, or something in the review box, and I'll fix you back in. Or I'll put you in the next chapter, whichever becomes more convenient. Anyway...
Oi! This is the eighth and last chapter of the prelude section of Boku/Ata. Well. ::opens champagne:: ::ahem:: Anyway, thank you all for your continual support for this fiction, I'm very very touched. What was an experimental not-so-long fiction will probably be...longer now. Most certainly, it will reach two digit chapters, but that's to be expected. I hope that this story will have quite some chapters, like twenty something (of course, unless, my fellow readers get bored, at which I will promptly end it by putting 'The End' at some random chapter that has no ending). Of course, I'll pause sometimes during writing this story and switch to writing some other fanfics for a time. Oi, I'm rambling. This chapter will be quite shorter. Anyway anyway, enjoy!
New addition: [ ] brackets by themselves without the // tag stand for radio transmission, which is introduced this chapter, as heard from the ear piece, and ( ) will denote who unless it's obvious.
Disclaimer: Same old, Toei owns Digimon, and I do not.
Prelude - Chapter 0.7: Seven Days (Day 7/Sa, iko!)
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Koushiro rubbed his sleepy eyes.
//This is the end of the week...
Stretching, he got up from in front of the computer, at which he had been sleeping on.
Koushiro gently touched his own face.
Keyboard imprints.
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"Anything before we go?" Kei asked, his hands at his waist.
Shake of heads.
"Lovely. But first..." Kei threw a whole bunch of clear crescent shaped plastics on the desk. "Each of you take one of these and stick it inside your ear."
"This would be...the receiver to our clear mouth piece?" Ken asked while he slipped the plastic inside the outer curve of his ear.
"Correct." Kei grinned. "These pieces are actually quite accurate and versatile, and durable, as well. I don't believe that there's a place in Japan where you can hide to be unable to receive signals with those. Anything you say will most probably be heard over on the terminal in the station. Of course, we also have the electronic flying...bug things to keep you on watch."
"But it's quite easy to take these off," Koushiro observed. "and dodging the bugs won't be too hard either."
"In the case you do that, we'll have to bring you back for a spanking."
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"Are you all packed up, Yamato?" Taichi looked over to Yamato as he walked down the hallway.
"Pretty much. The only thing I'm missing is my guitar, but that thing is too bulky to bring in the first place. I guess I'll have to get it afterwards or buy another one." Yamato frowned; the fact of him not only wasting money, but buying an unfamiliar guitar disturbed him.
Taichi sighed. "Life will be pretty hectic after today, don't you think?"
"Probably." Yamato bit his lower lip. "It wouldn't be easy, but I'd just hope that it all passes away quickly."
"It's going to be so weird..." Taichi chuckled. "But I don't think it will be any weirder than Kei."
[If you want to talk bad about me, do it when you're not in Japan.]
"Sorry."
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"We're all set..." Ken said, lying back in the farthest seat back in the van.
"Taichi-san and Yamato-san will be here in a bit..." Kei looked outside the window. "We have a bit of time, Takeru-san, could you come over for a moment?" Kei opened the door and stepped out of the van, turned around, signalled Takeru, then walked back into the building.
Takeru blinked, stood up, walked between the narrow space between Ken and the seat in front, and exited the van, following Kei to the building.
Kei stopped walking right in front of the tall structure, then held his index and middle finger a bit before his ear, and talked facing downwards, as if talking to a phone. Whatever Kei said, Takeru couldn't hear due to the distance and Kei's volume.
"Ah, it's good." Kei half ran to Takeru. "It's already set up here, so we can do things faster."
"What...is set up?" Takeru gulped, wrinkling his brows.
"Shh." Kei held a finger before his lips, and closed his eyes, as if waiting patiently for something to be heard.
Sounds of the wind blowing.
Kei nodded as he stepped back. "Stand there." Kei commanded.
Large gusts of wind hit Takeru straight, his arms reflexively pushing down his skirt, which was being flung up. Hundred flashes of light blinded him.
"Ah...sorry about that. I was vexed over what kind of photos that I needed to take to finish the photo collection." Kei explained. "I thought I would have something more...climatic taken before you leave."
Yamato and Taichi, dotted eyed, watched from afar.
"Oh, nii-san." Takeru sobbed as he ran to Yamato.
"Good thing I don't wear a skirt." Taichi whispered to himself.
[That's a pretty good idea, actually.]
Kei smirked at the use of radio communication in reachable distance.
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"Two pairs." Ken laid the cards down on the shaking surface of the table.
"A full house." Koushiro gave a confident smile. Although constant eye motion within the van did make him want to vomit.
"Uh...2, 4, 6, 8, 10." Taichi put down the cards one by one. "That's something, isn't it?"
"No, it isn't, Taichi." Koushiro shook his head.
"Well, they should make it so that it's something."
"And a straight flush." Yamato let down the cards in a fan formation, Takeru clapping behind him.
"Who was the fag that dealt such crappy cards?" Taichi yelled out in anger, losing for the sixth time.
"You're that fag." Yamato restrained himself from laughing.
Kei, sitting in the front seat, turned his body right (Asian cars have driver seats on the right) to see what was happening at the back.
"Are you guys playing strip poker?"
"No!" Takeru swiftly replied.
"Oh." Kei said as he put his camera back into the bag.
"We're returning into the Odaiba District." The driver announced as he made a turn.
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"We're here." Kei announced. "The Sakura all-girls dormitory."
"I've gone past the Sakura all-girls school before, but this doesn't look like it..." Ken noted.
"We're at the back of the dormitory section, the entire area is composed of four corners and the area in between, the four corners being the front and back of the school and dormitory, split into two section of buildings, with the school being more majorly grouped, and the dormitory being quite scattered. What people usually see when they cross Odaiba Kaihin Park is the front side of the school, so that's why you don't recognize it." Kei flawlessly explained.
"It's one day before the opening ceremonies, most of the students should be outside spending their last day before school, you can use this time to go in. All dormitories are grouped into three sections, the 100, 200, and 300 sections. Being registered so late, we could only get you into the 300 section, which is the farthest from the school itself. The dormitories consist of small individual outdoor housings, each small house with two sides, for two groups to live in. Your dormitory room number is 351. I have some errands to run, I think you can do okay from here on." Kei continued as he opened the van door, and kicked each individual along with their luggage out.
"Use the com to call me if you need help," Kei loudly said with his hand outside the window, dropping a chain of keys onto the grass. "Good luck, girls!"
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"Wow..." Ken mumbled as he strolled towards his destination. "This place is incredible. I've never seen dormitories built on such a beautiful field...It's full of blooming Sakura trees, bright green grass, fresh white- "
"This place isn't even a dormitory. Dormitories are supposed to be a residential hall inside the building, this place is like a series of holiday cottages built on grassland." Koushiro scoffed. "To think they actually afforded all this for a public school, the only restriction being it's girls only."
"No matter, right? Since we're going to be the ones living here now." Takeru grinned sheepishly, almost ashamed of what he said.
"This is some unbelievable place." Yamato reached down. "Look at this, every day, someone comes and waters and takes care of all the plants, just for the dormitory section. Looking at this field, it's really lots of work. There are certainly no profits out of this either..."
"Screw the profits! Let's go already, I need to piss!" Taichi impatiently complained.
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Takeru blinked as he went through the door, just coming up from the stairs outside. A hallway followed, and it branched into two, going left and right. At the right end, a door with the number 351 was distinctively seen. That has to be their room. Takeru eyed various other closed doors along the hallway. Nervously, he only followed the other boys. It was not that he would get lost, that would be impossible. The place was smaller than his house, although prettier. The thought of opening any door leading to trouble scared him infinitely. Being last, he entered, then closed the door labelled 351.
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"Argh!" Taichi dropped his luggage on the floor, then looked around the room.
One door. Two doors. Three doors.
Sweatdrop.
Taichi rushed to the closest door, opened it, and rushed inside.
"Taichi, please don't piss in the closet." Koushiro called out after him.
Taichi quickly walked back out, a bit hopping. Not hopping mad due to embarrassment, but due to the need to release. He ran to the second door, opened it. His eyes glinted.
Slam.
"Let's start packing, Takeru." Ken picked up his own luggage and started carrying it across the room.
"Un." Takeru nodded.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Taichi!" Yamato shouted as he ran inside the washroom, followed by Koushiro.
Taichi was standing there, his legs shaking.
"What's wrong, Taichi?"
Taichi pointed at the toilet. "The toil...toilet seat. It won't come up! No matter how hard I pulled it up, it won't come up!!"
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"Do you have any bandages?" Koushiro asked Takeru.
"...I don't think so. Why?" Takeru questioned back as he shoved more clothes into the closet.
"Well...Yamato just kicked the crap out Taichi and all. If Taichi manages to successfully piss, I think we'll need some for Yamato too."
"Ah, too bad."
Ken sifted his pockets. "Ah, there it is." Ken reached onto the desk and grabbed the card, quickly scanned for a long numeral value, then dropped it again.
//I should at least call Inoue-san to tell her that I won't be free...
"What's this?" Takeru walked over and picked up the card, and read it. "Oh! This is that card that girl-" Takeru's pupils dilated. The oddity he had picked up long times ago had returned.
"Don't call! Stop! Ken!"
"What?" Ken turned around as he punched in the last digit.
A ring echoed through the hall and past the door, reaching the ears of both Ken and Takeru.
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Yagami Hikari
Inoue Miyako
81-3 51xxxxxx
Sakura Dormitory: Room 350
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Jokyoku - ~Owari~
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Ah, that's another chapter. First thing: I know that dormitory refers to a residential hall in college, and this is a high school setting, and it's...not a residential hall at all. I've totally distorted the definition (but I forgive myself), however, I didn't know a better word to use. It's outdoors because I like the environment, some scenes will be greatly helped by it. It's not college because all the main characters in this story are still in their teens. It's cuter that way. If you can't stand my using the word dormitory because of its different definition, then t('-'t ). No, just kidding. I don't feel like using that word any more anyway, I don't think you'll see any more of it.
Ah, a fresh new start, the end of the prelude.
By the way, if you didn't understand, what 'Jokyoku' meant, it meant 'Prelude'. I'm sure most of you know what 'Owari' is, it means 'End', if you didn't know. The whole thing is starting to look pretty good! (Except I'm still very pissed off at the title, which should be Boku-tachi/Atashi- tachi instead of whatever the hell it says, because suddenly, I'm not allowed to use - and /)
So, that's that. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review lots, and lots, and lots, and lots more? If you review more, I'll write more? Please?
Now that I got that out of the way, I can finally start reading fanfics as well. Didn't have the time for that.
One last remainder: Review!
-Lumi
Oiya! Hello everyone. There's a day off school tomorrow, so I decided to use this time and write another chapter. Anyway, great thanks to all those lovely reviews. You're all so great. ^^ Firstly. Thanks from last chapter to...: I, and Shimegami Shibayama. And thanks overall to the following constant reviewers: TheAngelofLove, Jing, Kou Da Cutie, Takerus Lost Angel, Kaz, yuyuhakusho, and karikamiya07, in initial posting chronological order. Of course, I'm such a klutz, if I missed any of you, remember to drop me an e-mail, or something in the review box, and I'll fix you back in. Or I'll put you in the next chapter, whichever becomes more convenient. Anyway...
Oi! This is the eighth and last chapter of the prelude section of Boku/Ata. Well. ::opens champagne:: ::ahem:: Anyway, thank you all for your continual support for this fiction, I'm very very touched. What was an experimental not-so-long fiction will probably be...longer now. Most certainly, it will reach two digit chapters, but that's to be expected. I hope that this story will have quite some chapters, like twenty something (of course, unless, my fellow readers get bored, at which I will promptly end it by putting 'The End' at some random chapter that has no ending). Of course, I'll pause sometimes during writing this story and switch to writing some other fanfics for a time. Oi, I'm rambling. This chapter will be quite shorter. Anyway anyway, enjoy!
New addition: [ ] brackets by themselves without the // tag stand for radio transmission, which is introduced this chapter, as heard from the ear piece, and ( ) will denote who unless it's obvious.
Disclaimer: Same old, Toei owns Digimon, and I do not.
Prelude - Chapter 0.7: Seven Days (Day 7/Sa, iko!)
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Koushiro rubbed his sleepy eyes.
//This is the end of the week...
Stretching, he got up from in front of the computer, at which he had been sleeping on.
Koushiro gently touched his own face.
Keyboard imprints.
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"Anything before we go?" Kei asked, his hands at his waist.
Shake of heads.
"Lovely. But first..." Kei threw a whole bunch of clear crescent shaped plastics on the desk. "Each of you take one of these and stick it inside your ear."
"This would be...the receiver to our clear mouth piece?" Ken asked while he slipped the plastic inside the outer curve of his ear.
"Correct." Kei grinned. "These pieces are actually quite accurate and versatile, and durable, as well. I don't believe that there's a place in Japan where you can hide to be unable to receive signals with those. Anything you say will most probably be heard over on the terminal in the station. Of course, we also have the electronic flying...bug things to keep you on watch."
"But it's quite easy to take these off," Koushiro observed. "and dodging the bugs won't be too hard either."
"In the case you do that, we'll have to bring you back for a spanking."
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"Are you all packed up, Yamato?" Taichi looked over to Yamato as he walked down the hallway.
"Pretty much. The only thing I'm missing is my guitar, but that thing is too bulky to bring in the first place. I guess I'll have to get it afterwards or buy another one." Yamato frowned; the fact of him not only wasting money, but buying an unfamiliar guitar disturbed him.
Taichi sighed. "Life will be pretty hectic after today, don't you think?"
"Probably." Yamato bit his lower lip. "It wouldn't be easy, but I'd just hope that it all passes away quickly."
"It's going to be so weird..." Taichi chuckled. "But I don't think it will be any weirder than Kei."
[If you want to talk bad about me, do it when you're not in Japan.]
"Sorry."
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"We're all set..." Ken said, lying back in the farthest seat back in the van.
"Taichi-san and Yamato-san will be here in a bit..." Kei looked outside the window. "We have a bit of time, Takeru-san, could you come over for a moment?" Kei opened the door and stepped out of the van, turned around, signalled Takeru, then walked back into the building.
Takeru blinked, stood up, walked between the narrow space between Ken and the seat in front, and exited the van, following Kei to the building.
Kei stopped walking right in front of the tall structure, then held his index and middle finger a bit before his ear, and talked facing downwards, as if talking to a phone. Whatever Kei said, Takeru couldn't hear due to the distance and Kei's volume.
"Ah, it's good." Kei half ran to Takeru. "It's already set up here, so we can do things faster."
"What...is set up?" Takeru gulped, wrinkling his brows.
"Shh." Kei held a finger before his lips, and closed his eyes, as if waiting patiently for something to be heard.
Sounds of the wind blowing.
Kei nodded as he stepped back. "Stand there." Kei commanded.
Large gusts of wind hit Takeru straight, his arms reflexively pushing down his skirt, which was being flung up. Hundred flashes of light blinded him.
"Ah...sorry about that. I was vexed over what kind of photos that I needed to take to finish the photo collection." Kei explained. "I thought I would have something more...climatic taken before you leave."
Yamato and Taichi, dotted eyed, watched from afar.
"Oh, nii-san." Takeru sobbed as he ran to Yamato.
"Good thing I don't wear a skirt." Taichi whispered to himself.
[That's a pretty good idea, actually.]
Kei smirked at the use of radio communication in reachable distance.
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"Two pairs." Ken laid the cards down on the shaking surface of the table.
"A full house." Koushiro gave a confident smile. Although constant eye motion within the van did make him want to vomit.
"Uh...2, 4, 6, 8, 10." Taichi put down the cards one by one. "That's something, isn't it?"
"No, it isn't, Taichi." Koushiro shook his head.
"Well, they should make it so that it's something."
"And a straight flush." Yamato let down the cards in a fan formation, Takeru clapping behind him.
"Who was the fag that dealt such crappy cards?" Taichi yelled out in anger, losing for the sixth time.
"You're that fag." Yamato restrained himself from laughing.
Kei, sitting in the front seat, turned his body right (Asian cars have driver seats on the right) to see what was happening at the back.
"Are you guys playing strip poker?"
"No!" Takeru swiftly replied.
"Oh." Kei said as he put his camera back into the bag.
"We're returning into the Odaiba District." The driver announced as he made a turn.
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"We're here." Kei announced. "The Sakura all-girls dormitory."
"I've gone past the Sakura all-girls school before, but this doesn't look like it..." Ken noted.
"We're at the back of the dormitory section, the entire area is composed of four corners and the area in between, the four corners being the front and back of the school and dormitory, split into two section of buildings, with the school being more majorly grouped, and the dormitory being quite scattered. What people usually see when they cross Odaiba Kaihin Park is the front side of the school, so that's why you don't recognize it." Kei flawlessly explained.
"It's one day before the opening ceremonies, most of the students should be outside spending their last day before school, you can use this time to go in. All dormitories are grouped into three sections, the 100, 200, and 300 sections. Being registered so late, we could only get you into the 300 section, which is the farthest from the school itself. The dormitories consist of small individual outdoor housings, each small house with two sides, for two groups to live in. Your dormitory room number is 351. I have some errands to run, I think you can do okay from here on." Kei continued as he opened the van door, and kicked each individual along with their luggage out.
"Use the com to call me if you need help," Kei loudly said with his hand outside the window, dropping a chain of keys onto the grass. "Good luck, girls!"
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"Wow..." Ken mumbled as he strolled towards his destination. "This place is incredible. I've never seen dormitories built on such a beautiful field...It's full of blooming Sakura trees, bright green grass, fresh white- "
"This place isn't even a dormitory. Dormitories are supposed to be a residential hall inside the building, this place is like a series of holiday cottages built on grassland." Koushiro scoffed. "To think they actually afforded all this for a public school, the only restriction being it's girls only."
"No matter, right? Since we're going to be the ones living here now." Takeru grinned sheepishly, almost ashamed of what he said.
"This is some unbelievable place." Yamato reached down. "Look at this, every day, someone comes and waters and takes care of all the plants, just for the dormitory section. Looking at this field, it's really lots of work. There are certainly no profits out of this either..."
"Screw the profits! Let's go already, I need to piss!" Taichi impatiently complained.
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Takeru blinked as he went through the door, just coming up from the stairs outside. A hallway followed, and it branched into two, going left and right. At the right end, a door with the number 351 was distinctively seen. That has to be their room. Takeru eyed various other closed doors along the hallway. Nervously, he only followed the other boys. It was not that he would get lost, that would be impossible. The place was smaller than his house, although prettier. The thought of opening any door leading to trouble scared him infinitely. Being last, he entered, then closed the door labelled 351.
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"Argh!" Taichi dropped his luggage on the floor, then looked around the room.
One door. Two doors. Three doors.
Sweatdrop.
Taichi rushed to the closest door, opened it, and rushed inside.
"Taichi, please don't piss in the closet." Koushiro called out after him.
Taichi quickly walked back out, a bit hopping. Not hopping mad due to embarrassment, but due to the need to release. He ran to the second door, opened it. His eyes glinted.
Slam.
"Let's start packing, Takeru." Ken picked up his own luggage and started carrying it across the room.
"Un." Takeru nodded.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Taichi!" Yamato shouted as he ran inside the washroom, followed by Koushiro.
Taichi was standing there, his legs shaking.
"What's wrong, Taichi?"
Taichi pointed at the toilet. "The toil...toilet seat. It won't come up! No matter how hard I pulled it up, it won't come up!!"
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"Do you have any bandages?" Koushiro asked Takeru.
"...I don't think so. Why?" Takeru questioned back as he shoved more clothes into the closet.
"Well...Yamato just kicked the crap out Taichi and all. If Taichi manages to successfully piss, I think we'll need some for Yamato too."
"Ah, too bad."
Ken sifted his pockets. "Ah, there it is." Ken reached onto the desk and grabbed the card, quickly scanned for a long numeral value, then dropped it again.
//I should at least call Inoue-san to tell her that I won't be free...
"What's this?" Takeru walked over and picked up the card, and read it. "Oh! This is that card that girl-" Takeru's pupils dilated. The oddity he had picked up long times ago had returned.
"Don't call! Stop! Ken!"
"What?" Ken turned around as he punched in the last digit.
A ring echoed through the hall and past the door, reaching the ears of both Ken and Takeru.
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Yagami Hikari
Inoue Miyako
81-3 51xxxxxx
Sakura Dormitory: Room 350
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Jokyoku - ~Owari~
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Ah, that's another chapter. First thing: I know that dormitory refers to a residential hall in college, and this is a high school setting, and it's...not a residential hall at all. I've totally distorted the definition (but I forgive myself), however, I didn't know a better word to use. It's outdoors because I like the environment, some scenes will be greatly helped by it. It's not college because all the main characters in this story are still in their teens. It's cuter that way. If you can't stand my using the word dormitory because of its different definition, then t('-'t ). No, just kidding. I don't feel like using that word any more anyway, I don't think you'll see any more of it.
Ah, a fresh new start, the end of the prelude.
By the way, if you didn't understand, what 'Jokyoku' meant, it meant 'Prelude'. I'm sure most of you know what 'Owari' is, it means 'End', if you didn't know. The whole thing is starting to look pretty good! (Except I'm still very pissed off at the title, which should be Boku-tachi/Atashi- tachi instead of whatever the hell it says, because suddenly, I'm not allowed to use - and /)
So, that's that. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review lots, and lots, and lots, and lots more? If you review more, I'll write more? Please?
Now that I got that out of the way, I can finally start reading fanfics as well. Didn't have the time for that.
One last remainder: Review!
-Lumi