Title: The Scandal

Review Response:

Thank you to my thirteen readers for taking the time to reading and review. Hopefully, this chapter will also meet your standards!

bluecalinbluerag: To be honest, most of the time I don't understand what you're saying. But hey… I do know you're a Sorato supporter so… I'm guessing your review was good.

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mrsmunkee: I hate Mimi a lot. I consider her extremely annoying voice wise and personality wise. Thanks for the review.

magic girl nine: lol, yeah It was a really long time ago when you requested this Digimon fic. I know you're a fan of Takari and Sorato but I favor Sorato more so I decided to write a fic on them instead. Maybe I'll add in Takari… maybe.

Venus Of Love: As usual, you at times leave the most weirdest (but funny) reviews, VOL-chan. I don't know but I find myself enjoying it every time I read one. Lightens my day, I guess. Thanks a lot, hun. By the way, I already know I'm lazy. But hey, you shouldn't talk. We haven't even revamped our site yet!

mystlady: lolz, actually, I wrote this because of a request I got. I doubt I would've thought of writing a Digimon fic if the person never brought it up. And I thought it'd be an interesting challenge since I haven't seen Digimon in a while and all.

Nakoya Moonwind: Glad you like the plot. I try to make all of my fanfictions original. People tell me it's hard to do so in the Digimon section, but I don't necessarily agree with that. Hopefully you'll like this story.

Cute Lil Sora: Thanks for the review, appreciate it. Enjoy the chapter, dear.

blondie121147: Yeah, this is definitely a Sorato fanfiction. I enjoy Sorato romance too and I hope Sorato never fades away. Thanks for the review. And I definitely plan to finish this story some day (it'll probably take awhile though due my slothful trait).

sorato fan all the way!: Damn, finally! Someone who hates Mimato too! I can't stand that fan-made couple. Newayz, thanks for the review.

sora n yamato: … I don't think you'll be too please with the Sorato actions in this chapter. But I promise the next one will have more focused on them. Thanks for the review.

Amy: Yeah, it's only the prologue. It's going really slow, huh? Sorry, I'm an extremely lazy author. I can't seem to update weekly like others can. Well, that's school and social life for you. Thanks for taking your time and reading my fic.

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CMangaFan: I already e-mailed you and tried to straighten out our little confusion. Again, it wasn't directed to you, but to one of your wimpy reviewers who doesn't have enough guts to leave an e-mail address when flaming me. Sorry for the inconvenience, though. I guess my review can easily get confusing.


Part One


The round clock hanging on the wall above the office door revealed 7:34. Sora had scheduled to go home a half an hour ago but she was so caught up in her article, she hadn't been paying attention. It wasn't until her cell phone rang that she finally relaxed her cramped fingers from typing on the keyboard.

"Agh," she grumbled, annoyed that she was being interrupted. She leaned over to grab her bag and pulled out the mini cell phone. "Hello!"

"Sora?"

Sora's annoyed expression quickly turned to bliss when she heard the familiar deep voice.

"Taichi!" she greeted back, her eyes instantly glancing up at the clock. She had the habit of doing so whenever she was on the phone. But when she noticed what time it was, she cursed silently and instantly stood up.

"Yeah, been a while, huh? So what's up?"

"N-nothing," she managed to answer, half paying attention as she tried to save her article. Her cell phone was propped on her shoulder and the side of her face kept it from sliding off.

Taichi noticed the anxious tone of her voice. "Something wrong? Did I call at a wrong time?"

"Oh, no! No you didn't!"

"Kay Sora..."

A moment of silence passed by and Taichi heard the clicking sounds of the keyboard on the other line. He rested his head on his hand; he couldn't help but roll his chocolate orbs and let out a loud sigh. "Damn Sora, don't tell me you're still at work!"

"… Hm? What?…"

"You are at work aren't you?"

"… No, what makes you say that?"

"You do already know you suck at lying, right? I can hear you typing from here! Dammit, go home! …Gah, as long as I can remember you always overexerted yourself."

"That's nice, Taichi…" Sora mumbled, clearly not paying attention to what her best friend was saying.

"Dammit, Sora!" he suddenly yelled. "Will ya pay attention to me for once?" The brunette hated it when people ignored him; especially when he was paying a long-distance phone call.

"Alright, alright, I'm done!" Sora practically yelled back, her monitor saying: Shutting down… "Now, what were you saying?"

"Go home!"


A headache was slowly brewing in Yamato's head as he tired to answer the reporters' questions. It was late and he was aching to go home to his comfortable house.

What the hell is taking him so long?

After signing autographs in favor of his fans for at least an hour, he managed to get hold of Koushiro a while ago.


…Flashback…

Yamato's azure orbs darted around before he spotted the certain red head he wanted to talk to. Koushiro was busy wrapping and putting away the cables not too far away near the backstage.

"Hey… can you do me a favor?" Yamato asked, advancing towards his assistant.

Koushiro looked up from what he was doing and saw the popular blonde singer. "Certainly. What is it?"

"Well, Aiko left early to visit his grandmother at the hospital. He was my ticket out of here... Do you think maybe you could drop me home? You don't live too far from my house, right?"

"Oh sure, I don't mind! Yeah, I'm only precisely seven minutes away. When do you prefer to leave?"

Yamato glanced at his watch, "If I get lucky, a half an hour from now. The reporters and the fans will most likely want to keep me longer but you have to come sooner."

"Alright. I'll most likely be done by then."

"Thanks a lot." Yamato thanked, patting him on the shoulder. He began to walk off before he stopped and turned around again. "Oh, by the way, you own that red topless Corvette, right?"

Koushiro nodded. "I'll come by as soon as I can."

"Yeah, see you then."

…End of Flashback…


Koushiro… where are you!

"Yes, our band will be having a tour soon this year around Japan." Yamato answered a young blonde reporter's subject. He forced a smile for the photographer and tried to ignore the screaming fans behind the media.

He felt sick all of a sudden. The loud voices and the warm night air weren't helping his headache. He felt dizzy too. More than anything, he wanted Koushiro to pull up his 2005 Corvette C6 and get him out of here.

I wished Takeru had stayed longer, he thought. His brother had ditched him while he was changing. Dammit, he could've given me a ride instead!


…Flashback…

"I have an idea, Yamato!" Takeru's keyed up voice yelled through Yamato's bathroom door. "I've gotta go, I'll call you later!"

Yamato quickly opened the door, in the middle of buttoning his navy blue shirt. "What? Where're you going?"

"I'm going to see if maybe you can tell the press how you really feel about Mimi! See ya!"

The younger brother was soon out of the dressing room, sprinting down the hall.

…End of Flashback…


Yamato thought quietly, What in the world did he mean by that? He noted to himself that he'd have to call his younger sibling later on to question about it. If Takeru knew a way to get the fandom off the theory that he was dating Mimi Taichikawa, great!

Unexpectedly, his phone rang.

"Hold on a second, please," he said politely to his questioners. He turned his back to them as he answered.


Koushiro quickly jumped into his convertible as he heard Yamato's voice. "Yamato? Hey, I'm coming right over! I was held up because one of the large light bulbs fell and broke and we had to clean it up."

"Alright, just get here quick."

He noticed how weak Yamato's voice sounded. "I'm hurrying. I'll be there in two minutes."

Disconnecting the phone call, the red head quickly felt guilty. This was his first time giving Yamato a ride home and yet he was already messing up.

Darn it!


Sora stretched her back the moment her red Corvette stopped for a red light. The night air was warm, but with her car topless her face was refreshed with cool air whenever her car was no longer stationary.

While she waited for the light to change, she thought about her talk with Taichi. She was grateful that he called. She probably would have still been at the office, working on that damn article.

But she grinned brightly when remembering what Taichi had told her. He was finally coming back to visit Japan. It had been two years since her best friend went to Australia. Yet the boy still managed to keep in touch with her.

The light turned green and again the cool air showered her cheeks. She felt relaxed during this late May night as she drove to her apartment. In fact, she was positive nothing could ruin the rest of her day. Nothing.

As she glided her car across Sakura Lane, she noticed the large amount of noisy people standing outside the theater nearby.

What's going on there?

She stopped her car again for a red light.


Yamato saw the shiny red Corvette drive by from a distance. He also noted the driver's auburn hair. Finally! he almost screamed with joy as a relieved smile appeared on his tired features.

"I'm sorry, I need to go," he interrupted the reporters who were competing in asking questions.

Ignoring the "Wait!" and the "Hold on a second!", he pushed his way through the crowd towards his destination. But then his fans came in front of him and quickly asked if they could take a picture of him with them or sign their shirt.

"Sorry, some other time!" he couldn't help but yell, squeezing through the screeching girls. If he missed his ride home he was going to get very ticked off.

Dammit, why isn't Koushiro stopping over here?

He saw the convertible had stopped for a red light. And any minute now it would change. Maybe Koushiro didn't know where to pick me up…

"Excuse me, I need to go! Now!"

Without wasting any more valuable time, he shoved out of the large cheering fans and broke into a run. "Koushiro! Wait!" he yelled, hearing his fan girls pursue after him from behind. He never was good at running however this time he was able to pick up his speed and ran across the sidewalk. And right when the lights turned green and the car began to move forward, he jumped into the topless red 2005 Corvette C6 and slid into the passenger's seat; panting out of breath.

"Ah! What are- who the- What are you doing?"

Yamato froze when the car jolted to a halt; thank god the streets were empty at the time because for sure there would have been a nasty car accident.

What the… That voice… it definitely wasn't Koushiro's. Horror-struck, he slowly turned his head towards the driver's seat, only to meet eyes with enchanting angry yet frightful ruby orbs.


Closing Notes:

Yes, the person Yamato accidentally jumped in with was Sora. I happen to like exploring with first encounters.

AND YES, THE LOVELY 2005 CORVETTE C6 IS NOT MINE!

sadly…