The Stranger over the Internet

Summary: A/U. Sora Takenouchi has met a stranger over the internet and immediately fell in love with him. He was everything she wanted and possibly even more. What happens when this particular stranger was the person she hated the most and he was Yamato Ishida?

Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction so please don't go hard on me... I'm only thirteen. Eep. (>. ). I'd appreciate it if you would write me some reviews rather then hate reviews. Thank you for reading and enjoy! FYI Digimon is not mine so... yeah.

Chapter One: Leave me ALONE!

"Early as usual Ms. Takenouchi," Mr. Yamaguchi said as he peeked through the top of his newspaper to stare at a scrawny girl standing in between the doorway, smiling at him. "Have a seat."

"O-Of course," she replied. Whipping past the teacher, she found a seat in the front row and laid her belongings on the floor before seating herself behind her desk. It was no surprise that she was the only one in the classroom. She was always early to her classes. Always.

Looking away, Mr. Yamaguchi gaze back at his newspaper intently. The girl on the other hand was watching the clock, counting the minutes until the class would start. This particular girl was known as Sora Takenouchi, the straight A student of Odaiba high school. She had even managed to keep her title for three whole years during high school and of course she wanted to make sure her title wouldn't be lost.

"Fifteen more minutes…" she murmured under her breath, tapping her feet vigorously.

Sora had shoulder length flaming red hair that was usually tied in a messy ponytail and wore thick glasses. At first glance you'd probably think she was just a 'geek' that stayed home all the time and her best friend was the computer. Well that was exactly what she is and quite proud of it too if you asked her. After a couple of years you would get use to the teasing and taunts that the others would occasionally shouted at you. In Odaiba high if you stay away from those kind of people, they'll leave you alone.

Pushing up her glasses to the bridge of her nose, Sora let out a small sigh of frustration and plopped her head down onto the desk.

"Don't you fret Ms. Takenouchi, only seven more minutes to go," a voice said in front of her and she lifted her head to see the face of her teacher peering down on her. Apparently he had just finished reading his newspaper or rather he was getting bored of it.

Smiling she nodded her head in reply and sat straight again. As soon as she did this she could hear footsteps echoing from the hallway and knew immediately that people were now strolling into their first period class. Grinning widely, Sora began to take out her school items from her bag, happy that it was finally time for the class to start.

Time dawdled passed her and the classroom soon was filled up with students chattering away. Moments later the bell rang and her classmates quiet down and settled themselves into their own seat.

"G'Morning class," Mr. Yamaguchi said dully.

Some of the students responded saying "G'Morning" while others couldn't care less and kept their mouth shut.

The teacher began to eye the students slowly before moving his lips again, "Does anybody know where Mr. Ishida is? Apparently he doesn't know when first period starts." Mr. Yamaguchi then pointed at the seat behind Sora where the famous rock start Yamato Ishida usually sits.

No one said anything.

"Tai Kamiya, how about you?" he asked once again staring at the face of a boy that was seated several seats away from Sora.

The boy known as Tai shrugged and answered, "No clue teach."

Clearing his throat, Mr. Yamaguchi kept his eyes on Tai and murmured, "I would prefer you call me Mr. Yamaguchi if I were you Mr. Kamiya. No one here likes a big shot."

The students around giggled and stopped immediately at the look on Mr. Yamaguchi's face.

"Koushiro Izumi," he called out loud and a rather small timid boy straightened himself up. "I would appreciate it if you remind our dear star here that class usually starts at 8:15 AM or it would be much better if you got him a watch."

"Uhh… Surely sir," Koushiro replied.

"Good. Now moving on," Mr. Yamaguchi said and turned back towards the blackboard, grabbing the chalk. "We are back on towards studying about the World W—"

Suddenly a figure of a blond boy immerged through the door quietly as he tiptoed his way towards his desk, Mr. Yamaguchi seems to haven't heard anything for he was still talking.

"World War II," he finished his sentence but his eyes were still glued to the board and he began to write down several questions on the board.

Yamato Ishida flopped himself over his desk and grinned for a moment. One of his friends that sat close by gave him a 'high five' and laughed.

"I'm glad you've decided to join us Yamato," the teacher said suddenly as he turned around to stare at the face of the rock star. "In that case, please answer question one."

"Err— All right," Yamato answered nervously as he stared up at the board and squinted his eyes. "Err— the answer to question one issss. I guess, Adolph Hitler?"

Some students found this funny for everyone was giggling, but Sora on the other hand found that it was rather annoying and childish.

"Yamato," Mr. Yamaguchi said calmly as he walked down the isles that separated the desk. "Have you noticed that Adolph Hitler was not the ruler of Japan at that time but he was the ruler of Germany."

"I— Err— no, not really," Yamato responded, a faint smile on his lips.

'The idiot! For goodness sakes,' Sora thought angrily as she shot up her hands in the air.

"Yes Sora?" Mr. Yamaguchi asked, staring down upon the girl.

"The answer is Hirohito sir," she answered and pulled her hands down.

"Correct," the teacher said and walked back up towards the front of the classroom. "Yamato, I advise you to take lessons from young Ms. Takenouchi here and maybe your grades wouldn't be such a failure."

"Yeah and maybe Yamato could give her some fashion tips!" a girl whispered from somewhere near Sora and all the students around her cackled. Sora on the other hand ignored all this and pretended as if she didn't even hear a single thing.

"Thanks to Yamato here we will be having a pop-quiz," Mr. Yamaguchi said dully and began to handing out the thick stack of papers towards the students as they groaned in reply. "This will cost about ten percent on your grade so I would expect you all to try hard. As usual the rules are no talking, and if I do catch you speaking I will immediately take your quiz and give you a zero or better yet even send you to detention."

As the teacher handed Sora the piles of papers, she took one and turned around to give Yamato the stack.

"Can't you for once arrive early to class so we can start off?!" she muttered underneath her breath to Yamato.

"Unless you can give me a ride everyday to school then I probably wouldn't be late," he flirted with her and grinned.

"Why don't you ask one of your crazed fan girls to do it?" Sora snapped back and sneered at him.

"Yeah but I want yo— " he said but was soon disturbed by the appearance of Mr. Yamaguchi.

"The quiz has started and I don't want any chattering to be heard," he said quietly and glared down at Sora. "One more time and I'm afraid I'd have to send the both of you to detention."

"Y-yes sir, sorry," Sora replied timidly and turned around to work on her quiz. She could tell that her teacher was now moving back towards the front row and was utterly bewildered that she had almost landed herself in detention.

As time passed by her Sora kept on feeling Yamato kicking her chair and she just wanted to turn around and slap him across the face. Of course knowing what will happen she decided against it and stayed quiet. Trying to restrain her anger she let it explode when he poked her on the back.

"WHAT?!" she yelled in his face and suddenly flushed with embarrassment at what she had just did. Everyone had poked their heads out from behind their quiz and was nowglaring at her.

"I-I just wanted to borrow a pencil," he replied quietly as he pointed towards the broken led on his own. Sora wasn't really looking at the pencil but rather looking at the work he had done. There were absolutely no answers on his quiz but rather little comic drawings.

"Stop both— " she began but was again disturbed by Mr. Yamaguchi.

"Sora, Yamato, please come up here."

'Oh great. The jerk has landed me into detention. That big son of a—' she thought as she removed her self from her desk and marched towards the front of the class reluctantly. She could tell many eyes were upon her and Yamato instead of on their own quiz.

"Take this," Mr. Yamaguchi ordered as he passed each of them a pink slip that marked 'Detention'. "I want the both of you to stay after today and do your time there, now go back and finish up your quiz."

Yamato Ishida shrugged his shoulders as if he was use to this routine and returned to his desk. Sora on the other hand was gawking down at her own slip as if too terrified to even move.

"Ms. Takenouchi, I am very disappointed in you. I would have never thought to ever put such a delighted and wonderful student in the detention… And you have proved me wrong. Please take a seat." Her teacher said quietly as he pointed towards the desk.

"B-But I-I," she began but sighed heavily knowing that it was useless explaining things to him. "Yes sir."

Stumbling back towards her desk she saw the face of the rock star. There was a big grin plastered on his face and she just wanted to grab a tissue and wash that stupid smile off. As she sat down she could feel his breath down her neck as he whispered, "We'll have quality time together eh? This is going to be fun!"

Biting her tongue angrily she ignored Yamato and continued to work on her quiz. At that precise moment all she wanted to do was shave off all of his stupid blond hair and probably even cut him to tiny pieces. Of course she knew it was useless, she had lost and he has won. The great jerk has won.