The couple flipped a couple of pages to look and random pictures. There were the birthday pictures of Hikari and Takeru. There were pictures of every digi-destined. There was a section where each page contained a whole profile of each digi-destined.

One picture caught Hikari's eye. She couldn't help but go into a giggle fit. Takeru eyed the picture that she was looking at and he blushed furiously as he pushed Hikari lightly. 'It's not FUNNY!' Takeru yelled.

Hikari brushed her eye as there were tears from laughter.

Takeru glared at her.

Hikari grinned. 'I'm sorry! That day was just so funny! Plus, you were the one that picked the pair out!'

Takeru growled. 'You said you wouldn't laugh! And FYI, MY MOM PICKED IT OUT!' Hikari pouted. 'I didn't laugh that day! I'm laughing now, because it's been such a long time.'

Takeru snorted.

'Takeru, it's been over forty years. You're supposed to laugh at yourself now!' Hikari said. Takeru only frowned. Hikari got the hint. 'I'm sorry.' She said giving him a hug. Takeru grinned.

'I'm getting glasses?!' A fourteen-year-old Takeru shouted at the eye doctor. The doctor nodded and smile. 'There are many fantastic new models of glasses! Don't worry, you'll find a pair you like!' He shoved Takeru off toward the glasses display.

Unfortunately, he couldn't be the one who picked the design for his glasses. His mother picked out the design. Takeru groaned as he looked at the pair of glasses that his mother picked out for him. They were very dorky.

It was frameless. The long stick thingies that cradled his ears (Sorry but I forgot what their called.) were plain black. And the worst part was that the lens was hugely thick. Takeru tried them on and he looked and the mirror. He frowned instantly at the sight.

He looked dorkier than dorky. He looked… there was no word to describe it. He stuck his tongue out in anguish. 'No! MOM, YOU CAN'T MAKE ME WEAR THIS! IT'S DORKY!' He shouted at her.

She would have none of it.

He frowned heavily as they purchased the pair. He instantly rushed over to the Yagami house.

He bang on the door heavily until Taichi opened the door with an irritated face. Takeru didn't notice Taichi so he ended up knocking on Taichi's nose and mouth.

He stopped after the third knock and blushed. 'Sorry…' Takeru muttered.

'What's the big fuss all about?' Taichi said rubbing his mouth. Takeru frowned slightly. 'Can I… talk to Hikari?'

Taichi nodded and stepped aside to let him in. The Yagami apartment was a familiar place for him. He spent countless hours in here. Hell, he probably spent half his life here.

'What's wrong, Takeru?' Hikari said stepping out of her room. She could tell with the look in his eye that something was bugging him – and it wasn't minor. Takeru shook his head and pushed Hikari into her room. He entered the room himself and closed the door.

'MY LIFE IS RUINED!' He said as soon as he shut the door. He slid down against the door as he put his knees to his chest.

'What's wrong?' Hikari asked.

He frowned.

'Takeru, you've frowned too much. Stop it and tell me.' Hikari said sitting on her bed.

He patted his pocket before digging in to get his glasses.

He held it up.

'What about it?' Hikari said. Since he wasn't wearing the glasses, Hikari couldn't really tell that the glasses were very… monstrous.

Takeru sighed and put them on.

Hikari stared at him astonished. 'Oh…' She said slowly. She stifled a giggle.

'What am I going to do?! These glasses look like crap on me!' He moaned. Hikari scratched her head. 'Well… um… they aren't that bad!' Hikari said.

Takeru glared at her.

'Okay… maybe they are. But… what could go wrong?' Hikari said with a faint smile. Takeru took the glasses from his face and banged his head against the door several times.

'What could go wrong? WHAT COULD GO WRONG? I don't know! Maybe having the entire ODAIBA HIGH STUDENT BODY LAUGHING AT ME IS WHAT COULD GO WRONG?!' Takeru exclaimed.

Hikari couldn't help but laugh now. 'I'm sorry… Takeru… but those glasses… are just so… dorky!' She said.

Takeru glared at her again. 'I'm not even wearing them and you're laughing! See what I mean?! If I wear them tomorrow then I will be laughed off the face of the earth.'

Hikari regained her composure.

'I'm sorry. I promise I won't laugh anymore.' She said with a smile.

Takeru smiled slightly. 'If only Odaiba High would promise not to laugh.' He said burying his face in his knees.

'I do have to ask though, why did you pick such… peculiar glasses? Normally your sense of style is awesome.' Hikari said.

Takeru sighed. 'Mom.' He said. Hikari nodded understanding. 'Just go to school tomorrow and hope for the best.' Hikari advised. Takeru sighed and nodded.

The following day, Takeru walked into the school gates with Hikari in agony. He adjusted his glasses and he could tell anyone who was noticing him was giggling furiously. He grunted.

Hikari shrugged. 'Ignore them.' She said.

The day went by very slowly for Takeru. In between classes, he saw people giggling at him.

'It's not that funny! Don't you people get tired of laughing?!' Takeru groaned. Daisuke marched by and patted him on the back. 'I feel for you, man.' He said. Takeru sighed. 'Why aren't you laughing?' Daisuke shrugged. 'I'm your best friend – next to Hikari.' Takeru smiled a bit.

He was about to burst. Luckily, the day was over and he could head home. 'Bye Takeru. We'll figure out something.' Hikari reassured before she walked into her apartment.

Takeru walked to his apartment and finished all of his homework. Then it hit him as he was watching television. He jumped up and down. 'OF COURSE; WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT BEFORE?!' Takeru said.

He approached his mother about his idea and she smiled nodding.

The following day, Takeru Takaishi was no longer the glasses boy. Takeru Takaishi was the boy who wore contacts.

That was… a crappy ending. I wished I could've put the ending in a better way. Oh well, I liked this chapter. It had a strange plot. But I liked it. It's longer than the other chapters; that's what I'm happy for. I hoped you liked this chapter.

Lord Pata – Thanks! I've read you're stories. You're really good, yourself. Keep on writing.

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