Nothing New…Right?

Chapter 4

A/N: OMG!!! I'm so sorry everyone! I know I haven't updated in a while, but I've had other things to do (including other stories I promised my friends) and now I finally get the chance to update my Takari fic! n-n I hope you all like this chapter! By the way, my vision has gotten worse, so I have limited time on the computer. I'll update when I can. u-u Oh, and the title has changed. So has the plotline. I had a major writer's block, so yeah. But good news is that I'm off and I have a new plot!

Disclaimer: Digimon not my mon! But Makoto is!

Makoto: Hey! I'm not a mon!

Kyo (Me): But you're a monster. At least in this story you are. T-T

Makoto POV

"Nice to see you again, Hikari!" I smiled. Despite this…living blonde monstrosity in front of me, I managed to keep my cool. 'Just how did my girl end up so close to him? I'd have to do something about that guy. He's everything you'd want in a guy…Damn.'

To say I was disgusted was an understatement. This guy kept hanging over her, laughing away. What'd I'd give to punch the bastard right here and now…

"Umm…Hika?" the idiot asked. 'Joy…pet names.' I inwardly rolled my eyes.

"Oh, right! Takeru-kun, this is Makoto-san. Makoto-san, Takeru-kun."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Makoto!" he laughed, reaching out his hand.

"Likewise!" I smiled as I shook his hand. 'How come he gets –kun and I don't? Darn…But still…I already know the perfect way to get him.' I inwardly smirked.

Normal POV

"Hey Hika, you hungry? I can grab ya something to eat," Takeru offered, jerking a thumb in the direction of the cafeteria.

"Hmm…sure! Can I have a burger? You know the usual," she responded, smiling at him.

"Hey, why don't I go with you, Takeru?" Makoto offered. "I can help you carry some stuff,"

"Huh? Sure! Let's go!" Takeru smiled.

"So how long have you known Hikari…" Makoto trailed off, already forgetting the blonde boy's name.

"Takeru. And I've known her all my life, I guess. Our families are really close. Our older brothers are best friends," Takeru replied.

Makoto's ears twitched and he felt a shock go up his spine. 'Damn it! How long can I pretend?' "I-is that so? Wow, you two must be the best of friends, too!" he said through gritted teeth.

Without warning, Makoto swiveled around and started Takeru straight in the eye. "But let me tell you…Hikari's my girl from now on. Got it? Stay away from her. I don't care who you are."

Takeru stared at Makoto. He had heard that exact same thing before…somewhere. It brought back memories he couldn't define… "Hey…back off. I never said that she wasn't available. She and I are only friends…" His heart hurt now…He's probably lose her. 'But I don't want to. She's always been there for me…I don't want to lose her. But this guy. He makes me feel so nostalgic. I know him…somewhere.'

Takeru's fuzzed memory wouldn't let him think. He just couldn't find the guy's face. The two stood staring each other down. Makoto's in anger, Takeru's in confusion.

"Stay…way f-from her," Makoto hissed, his fists trembling. "Stay the hell away from her."

"How can I!? She's my best friend! I can't 'stay away' from her!" he fought back.

"One way or another," Makoto drew back his fist, "you will!"

Takeru fell back into the sand, the pain evidently written across his face. Takeru disdainfully touched his face and winced in pain. That guy sure can pack a punch. But then again, it felt just like when he hit him back in grade school. Takeru's eyes widened in realization.

"Daisuke!"

A/N: Yes, it's short, and I'm sorry. But I promise the next chapter will be long with some more in it. n-n Yes, I was so devious as to stop it there. Just wait for the next chapters. Everything will unravel in time. Until then! – Shikyo Yaiba