Promises Are Meant To Be Kept
Final Chapter, Alternate Ending
A/N: This is the alternate ending to Promises Are Meant To be Kept. It has a happier ending along with a possibly happier epilogue. But seeing as I'm going on vacation soon, I'll probably only be able to finish the endings for now. If you read the previous ending, you may want to skip to the hearts. And the same thing with emotions being messed up. Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. Now read the story. ...I said read the story, not the dots! -mumbles-
Hikari POV
It's been so many years since that fateful night at our senior prom. Takeru and I are married, and we even have two of our own kids. Our first son Hiroshi and our younger daughter Tori. Of course, Takeru and I both have jobs, but believe it or not, Takeru's the stay at home parent. In our old high school days, everyone thought he would be a basketball star, but they were all wrong. My husband is now an author of many books, and he stays at home to take care of our children. As for me, I've achieved my goal of becoming a kindergarten teacher. My best friend Leiko is also married to Daisuke, who became famous, not for his soccer skills, but for his noodle company. Their family has two boys, twins, named Ryu and Hoshi. Daisuke owns a restaurant that our family goes to quite often...but only because we get free meals. It's a good thing Dai is a nice guy. Overall, everyone has stayed together, and our children have become the best of friends.
It's another day at work. Thank God it's a Friday. Tomorrow's Saturday, and Tori's been begging me to let her play with Hoshi...maybe we could all have dinner at Daisuke's ramen shop...
"Tori...Hiroshi...wake up." I said when I entered their room.
"Wha? Mommy?" Hiroshi asked.
"Yeah, it's me. Wake up your little sister and get ready for school." I said as I carried him off the top of his bed. (A/N: Bunk bed.) "Be ready by the usual time."
"Mm...'k." he murmured.
I taught Tori at school since she's in kindergarten, while Hiroshi is one year older and is in first grade. I waited for my kids to get ready as I gathered my papers and started making breakfast. Soon enough we were all heading towards the car and saying goodbye to our dear dad.
"Bye, honey." I said before I kissed him on the cheek.
"Ja ne, otou-san." (1)
"Bye, bye, Dadda." (Hopefully, you can tell who is who. ;) )
"Have a good day at school!" Takeru smiled. "By the way, Tori, you said you wanted to play with Hoshi right?"
"Uh-huh." she nodded, eyes sparkling in the sunlight.
"Well then why don't we eat at Dai's ramen shop tomorrow?" he asked, looking at me.
"Great minds think alike." I said. "What do you think, Tori?"
"Uh-huh! I weeeeeeaally wanna pway with Hoshi!"
"That settles it. We're eating ramen tomorrow!" I said. "Now then, we're off to school!"
Next thing I knew, I found myself with 20 kids, all running around in a classroom. Teaching kindergarten kids is pretty fun. I guess I just wanted to be around a lot of kids. Plus, I get to watch Tori in her first year at school. I smiled as I clapped my hands, signaling the children that playtime was over, and that we needed to start class.
Time had really flown by. I had finished the day's worth of teaching, and it was now Saturday, the day we promised our daughter Tori that we would go to Daisuke's ramen restaurant so she could play with Hoshi. Takeru drove us to the famous shop, and our two families once again got our kids together to play.
"I swear, Tori and Hiroshi are growing so fast!" exclaimed Leiko. "It never seems that Ryu and Hoshi are growing up at all."
"Well, you're always with them, so you see them differently than how you see my kids." I smiled. "By the way, it was your turn to take the kids somewhere, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so." she replied. "Hey kids, where do you wanna go?"
"THE PARK!" they all yelled at once...well, almost all of them. Tori was the only exception, seeing as she said, "The 'poke'." Takeru and I still have no idea how she got that word out of park, but she'll learn.
"Talk about a unanimous decision." said Daisuke as he stepped into the room. "As usual, you guys come to eat after everyone leaves."
"Heh. Doesn't that just make it easier for you?" smirked Takeru. "You should be thanking us."
"NO thanks," said Daisuke as he laughed. We all enjoyed the joke, and right after, Leiko gathered up the children and took them to the park.
"Soooo...you guys want the usual ramen?" Daisuke asked.
"Yep, the usual bowl." replied Takeru. But just as Daisuke turned around, the sound of glass shattering was heard, and when we turned our heads, we saw a robber with gun in hand.
"Hand over the cash, Mr. I-think-I'm-so-famous-cuz-of-my-ramen. I'm here to take the greens." he said in a low, threatening tone.
"And what of I don't?" Daisuke asked. He'd never been the type to give up, and I noticed that his hand was moving around the bottom of the counter, looking for the gun he always kept there.
Is he nuts? He's pulling out his gun against this guy! If he gets shot...NO! I can't think of things like that! I shook my head as I tried to stay calm and safe, even though I was on the floor, unprotected.
"Then little girly here'll die." He stated, aiming his gun at me. Crap...now I'm a hostage of some sort! "And you better not pull out that gun of yours...if I see it, she dies on the spot."
Daisuke froze, not knowing what to do. But I guess he made his decision as he opened the cash register to pull out the money. He stuffed it inside a bag and handed it over to the scoundrel, not knowing what would happen.
"YOU ACTUALLY TRUST ME? YOU MUST BE AN IDIOT! WHO TRUSTS A THEIF? I'M SENDING HER TO HELL NOW!" he yelled as he cocked his gun and looked in my direction. "Have fun in Hell."
I quickly prepared myself for the pain, curling myself up into a ball, sobbing. Why did I have to die! Why!? Then, I heard a gunshot ring throughout the shop. I looked up...only to see...
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...Takeru battling against the robber, while Daisuke fumbled around under his counter to locate his gun. What does Takeru think he's doing? He can't fight that guy! But I took a closer look, and I discovered that Takeru had stabbed the robber with his pocket knife, giving a small wound to the man, paralyzing him for a little while. But I heard a gunshot! It doesn't look like anyone has been shot...so what happened to the bullet? As I sat up, I looked to my left and discovered that there was a bullet hole in the wall. I scrambled to my feet and ran behind the counter next to Daisuke and hid myself, silently praying that Takeru would remain safe.
"It's alright, Hikari. I found my gun." Daisuke whispered. "I just need to get a clear shot. Wish me luck?"
"...Yeah. Just don't hit Takeru."
"What, you think I'm nuts? I wouldn't do that to my best friend!" He turned around and cocked his gun underneath the counter, trying to hide the fact that he had got a hold of his gun. To say that I was afraid was an understatement. I was terrified! What of Daisuke misses? What if Takeru - No! I've got to stay calm. I've GOT to have faith in Dai! Still...it's hard...
"Takeru! Hold him still!" Daisuke yelled. "Hurry!" I saw Takeru nod, and taking his pocket knife, he stabbed the robber once again, this time, in the back. Takeru jumped back, giving a clear shot to Daisuke.
"Dai! Now!" he screamed.
"You're the one headed to Hell!" shouted Daisuke.
The man looked up at the comment, only to see a bullet, heading straight for his head. I looked over the wooden counter to see if Dai was able to hit him. I gasped when I saw the pool of blood coming from the thief's head. I looked to my right and saw Takeru, leaning against the wall with a small knife in his shoulder. Immediately forgetting about the dead man, I rushed to my husband, checking if he was okay.
"Takeru!" I cried, "Don't ever do that again! You could have died!"
"I know...but if I didn't..." he said," YOU would have died. And I can't have that happen. If you'll excuse me...I'm feeling a bit..." he was unable to complete his sentence, collapsing into my arms. I pulled up his sleeve, checking for his pulse. He's still alive! But we need to get him to a hospital, and quick! He's loosing a lot of blood!
"Hikari, I'll go call the cops and an ambulance. Take care of Takeru. And if you can, get Leiko to play with the kids for a little while longer. We need to get Takeru to a hospital."
"Yeah." I nodded, pulling out my cell phone. I quickly pressed the familiar numbers of Leiko's cell while I held Takeru's body up with my right arm.
"Hello?"
"Leiko?" I asked. "I have a favor to ask you."
"What is it? I was about to take the kids back to eat."
"You don't want to do that." I told her. "There's been a robbery. The thief is dead and we need to get Takeru to the hospital. Can you get the kids to play some more and eat somewhere else? I don't think they want to see the restaurant right now."
"Is Daisuke okay!" she screamed.
"Yes, he and I are fine, but Takeru has a knife wound." I replied.
"All right, leave the kids to me. You get some help for Takeru."
"Thank you. Bye."
"Bye."
All right, so the kids are safe, now we need a hospital... Please don't be hurt too bad, Takeru...
"Hikari! The cops and the ambulance are coming. Go get your stuff, I'll take care of Takeru." he said, grabbing Takeru.
"...Okay..." I whispered.
Everyone, including the kids, was waiting outside of Takeru's hospital room, waiting for the doctor's announcements on his condition.
"Momma...where Dadda?" Tori asked.
"Dad is in that room," I said, pointing towards the door.
"Go see!" she giggled.
"We can't." said Hiroshi. "Doctor in there." He may be young, but he DOES know what a hospital is. Guess I have a bright kid.
"Wat docta?"
Just as Tori finished asking, the doctor himself stepped out of the room. "I'm a doctor!" he smiled.
"Person!" laughed Tori.
"Doctor...how is Takeru?" I asked.
"His wound was really shallow, he'll recover soon. He's awake in there, so if anyone wants to see, go ahead." he said, walking off. Of course, our family wanted to see him first, so the three of us quietly entered the room. Hiroshi, seeing the bandages on his father's arm exclaimed,
"Otou-san...did you get a boo-boo?"
"Hahaha! BOO!" said Tori. Apparently, she mistook 'boo-boo' as a game of peek-a-boo. I smiled as my children laughed alongside their father.
"Takeru, feeling better?" I asked.
"Yeah, a lot. The doc says I can go home today." he smiled. "Just no using my left arm, that's all."
"Duck! Duckie!" Tori laughed.
"That's a relief." I said. "Hey guys, wanna head home now? It's waaaaaay past your bed time."
"All right, let's head back!"
Takeru walked out of his hospital room, greeting Daisuke and Leiko. We all said our goodbyes and parted ways, heading to our own homes. By the time the children finished brushing their teeth, they collapsed in be and snored a storm.
"They're so cute, aren't they Takeru?"
"Yeah, they sure are." he said, placing his arm around my shoulder. "Just like you were back then."
"Takeru!"
"Hahaha...I'm just kidding." he laughed. I smiled at him and said,
"Be careful from now on, okay? We don't want this happening again. Next time you may not get off so easy with an injured shoulder."
"I know, I know." he sighed. "But I still intend to keep my promise."
"Promise?" I asked, confused.
"Think." he simply said. I closed my eyes and imagined the old days where he would promise me a lot of stuff.
"I'll stay with you forever. And I'll protect you forever. I promise."
"You mean..." I started.
"Yes, the promise I made on that night. I'm gonna keep it, so if you don't want anything happening to me, watch yourself, first." he joked. "Come on, it's about time we went to sleep, too."
"Yeah...I guess you're right."
I lay in bed next to Takeru's sleeping form, wishing that our family would always be together. Together forever. That's what Takeru used to tell me all the time when we were seven. I hope he intends to keep that, too. I hugged my husband, and steadily fell asleep.
A/N: Okay, so it was a kind of weird way to make and alternate ending, but can you blame me? I had nothing else in my head. I stink at ending stories. Oh well. Epilogues soon to come. I hope you don't mind waiting! - Shikyo Yaiba
(1) Bye, Dad