Author's Notes- Well, looks like a few days turned into a few months... Sorry, guys. I'm back to writing this story, which is better than I remembered. I'm actually excited! Oh, and here are the links to all of the Green Day songs that have been mentioned in the story so far: She's a Rebel: http/ http/ Me Up: http/ http/ great songs, and all worth illegally downloading.

Disclaimer- I still have not bought Digimon. It's on my "Things to do before I die" list.

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Rika and Ryo walked down a lot of empty suburban streets before they reached Rika's Dad's house. They walked up the front steps, looked at each other, and knocked. A man with Rika's hair color, eye color, ears and nose answered.

"Rika!" he embraced her. he turned to Ryo and cocked an eyebrow. 'You didn't say that your friend was a boy, Rika."

"Did I say 'a friend'? I meant my boyfriend. Sorry." Her tone was a bit on the icy side.

"Well, no matter... Come in, come in!"

Ryo looked around as they entered a room with a carpeted floor, walls adorned with pictures of an indignant-looking Rika, and comfortable-looking furniture.

"Why don't you two go into Rika's room and unpack, while I fix dinner? You must be starving!"

They nodded in unison, and Rika led Ryo through a hallway and into a room with blue walls, blue carpeting(haha... carpet...), and a blue bedspred.

"Wow, pumpkin, I knew blue was your favorite color, but you didn't have to horde all of the world's blue in your room."

She lightly punched him in the arm. "My dad decorated. I never should have told him my favorite color. Help me unpack, or I'll kick your wisecracking arse(haha... arse...)."

Ryo helped for fear of his arse being kicked.

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Hiroku Nonaka stood in his kitchen, preparing macoroni and cheese and thinking. Did he deserve to die? Was the only punishment for his actions Hell?

He thought about the camera rig in his showerplace. About how, the second Rika turned the water on, it'd be too late to turn back.

He came out of his thoughts when he heard Rika's voice. "Dad, what're we having for dinner? Remember, I'm allergic to nuts(haha... nuts...)."

"Right... Pork chops and mac n' cheese. All right with you?"

She nodded and disappeared.

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Dinner went by uneventfully as Mr. Nonaka and Ryo got to know each other. Ryo found that he and Rika's father shared some interests, including love of Rika("Did you notice that she has my eyes?" "Of course! They're beautiful, look...").

Later, the lovebirds were sitting on Rika's bed, talking.

"Your dad seems like a nice guy. Not the kind of person to just leave and not say goodbye."

Rika shrugged. "He did. No matter what kind of guy he seems like, he did. I still don't trust him."

He nodded. "I don't, either. Sometimes I still have random urges to break a bone or two of his."

She laughed. "You know, it was my mom that wanted the divorce first. She said that he refused to through his playboy collection away."

"Haha! Your dad's a porno freak?" he proceded to laugh histerically.

"I know. He's so used to not getting any that he won't give up his nudey mags."

Ryo laughed so hard that he split a rib.

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Author's Notes- Well, that's the first chapter in around three moths, perveted references and all. Peice, ya punk bitches.