REAL Belated season greetings! I'm really sorry about the late updates. Now that school is back in session, it'll be much harder to update, but I assure you all I will do my best. Thank you for the support! I hope you enjoy this chapter.

I Love You, BF!

By iJutsu

Chapter 6

Kari sat lifelessly on the bench in front of the playground of Odaiba Park, dully watching the young ones play carelessly with their surroundings. She envied how they all seemed so carefree. They didn't have to worry about being in love with their best friend and then catching them with another girl and then accidentally confessing their love to them by passing out. Kari twitched at the bad memory. She still had no clue how to approach him. Yolei said she had everything under control, but knowing Yolei, it was going to be something that she couldn't handle. She let out a heavy sigh and stood up. It seemed more effective to walk around to clear her mind instead of being a sitting duck and letting her thoughts beat her up. After a few minutes, however, walking seemed to do no justice. Her mind was forever planted on the idea of her best friend not accepting her as a girlfriend. "Just because I rejected him," Kari thought, "Doesn't mean he'll reject me…right?" Kari then ruffled her hair in frustration. "I don't even know for sure if he heard me!" Letting out another huff, her stomach suddenly rumbled. She covered her stomach and pouted, remembering that she hasn't eaten at all yet. Before she was able to think of options of what to eat, her phone rang. Kari dug her phone out of her pocket, and almost dropped her phone at the sight of the caller ID.

It was TK! She just kept staring at her phone as if it was a life-threatening decision to pick up or not (even though in a way, it sort of is). She had merely seconds to either answer or ignore the call. Her head was literally spinning, which bothered her because before, she never even had to put a second thought into talking to TK. He's her best friend, why was she so scared? She glared at herself for even asking herself that. Taking a deep breath and saying a little prayer in her head, she pushed the button.

"Hello?" Kari answered shyly but almost stupidly.

"Hello Miss Sunshine! How are you feeling?"

Kari felt a sense of relief flow through her. Of course he would try to make her smile. No matter what happens, they were still best friends. A small smile crept onto her face. She almost felt guilty for being afraid to pick up. He was so kind. He was so perfect.

"I'm feeling better, thank you. How about you?"

"I've been good, if you minus the whole 'worrying about you part'," TK said with a short laugh, "Are you sure you're okay? Did you get enough rest? And have you eaten? You're so light and thin it's scary."

"Yes, dad, I'm fine!" Kari assured, but then blushed when she remembered him carrying her to Yolei's house, "I'm really, really sorry about that. I…I didn't know what happened. I guess I just wasn't feeling really well. It was cold and I've been running and…"

"It's okay! Don't worry. As long as you're feeling better. I was just worried since I wasn't able to get a hold of you. Do you need anything, by the way?"

Kari's stomach rumbled at the sound of the question. But she didn't want to bother him with something as small as hunger, "No, I'm alri…"

"You're hungry, aren't you?" TK said with a grin.

Kari's eyes widened in astonishment, and blushed at the thought that TK may have heard her stomach growl through the phone, "H-how did you know?"

TK laughed, "Ouch Kari, you're talking to the guy you've known since diapers. I know that on Sunday mornings we have food from the park's café."

Kari blinked, and froze in total amazement. She totally forgot that it was Sunday. It just became a tradition for them to eat at the Odaiba Park Café for breakfast every Sunday. Before she could open her mouth to speak, his laughter beat her to it.

"Oh, and you've been holding onto your stomach for the past 5 minutes."

Even more confused on how he knows what she's doing, she frantically looked around her with her phone still glued to her ear. There was no sight of TK anywhere! Until she looked behind her and saw Odaiba Park Café just a couple feet away. She didn't even realize how far she's gotten until now. She looked closer at the café and saw a blond heading kid sitting on the outside seats with a goofy smile, waving his hand highly in the air with his other hand holding the phone to his ear. Kari unintentionally let out a short laugh of surprise. She cancelled the call and made her way towards him. Suddenly, the whole nervousness she was experience earlier by just thinking of him disappeared and was replaced with the feelings of excitement. She was excited to have her usual Sunday breakfast with her best friend. It was as if all her troubles floated by as she walked towards him. It must be a best friend thing, where seeing each other is all you need to feel better. Once Kari finally approached him, TK immediately stood up and gave her a welcoming hug.

"Good morning," he smiled, as he released her, "I've already ordered for us."

"Morning," she said back slowly, as she sat down and looked at the food. In front of her was hot cocoa with marshmallows, and a strawberry filled crepe drizzled with chocolate syrup. He knows about her sweet tooth, and he knows it well. Kari then glanced over at TK's plate, which was empty. She looked up at him confusingly, "Where's your food?"

TK blushed and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, "Eh, I sort of ate it already. I got hungry while waiting for you."

Kari frowned and started to feel guilty, "How long have you been waiting?"

"About an hour…? Yeah, about an hour," TK replied laughing, "I went over to your house to pick you up but you weren't there, so I figured you were on your way here already. But when I saw you weren't here, I just ordered some of your favorites since I was just probably early."

A huge wave of guilt just splashed on Kari. Kari slumped a little bit on her seat and just stared at TK's plate sadly. She didn't know whether to feel guilty that she made him wait, or at the fact that TK went through to the "café tradition" without even knowing for sure if she was going to make it. He remembers everything when it comes to her, and Kari failed to do the same. Some best friend. Regardless, she felt guilty. TK sensed the depressed aura surrounding them and looked over at Kari, who was awfully quiet. His eyes widened, suddenly realizing that he probably made her feel bad.

"O-oh, I don't mean it like that, Kari!" he answered, reassuringly, "I didn't mean to make you feel bad that you kept me waiting. I meant that…"

"I'm really sorry," Kari interrupted, sadly looking up from the plate to his eyes, "I totally forgot today was Sunday. I feel like such a bad friend for forgetting and having you wait for me. If I had known you were coming to the café like we always do, then I would have…"

"Whoa Kari, slow down," TK replied worriedly, slowing grabbing her hand across the table for comfort, "Don't feel bad. I should have figured that you'd forget, since you got sick last night. I don't know. I just had a feeling that I'd see you here today," He then grinned, "Which I did, didn't I?"

She looked down at their hands. Kari's face flushed at the warmth of his hands on her own. She looked back at the silly smile of her best friend, and let out a soft laugh.

"I guess it's that special telepathy we have."

"I bet it is!" TK said, grin widening, "Now go eat before the food gets cold. I could probably hear your stomach from miles away."

Kari pouted and smacked away his hand playfully. He was right though; her stomach was grumbling pretty loud. Especially from smelling the aroma of the chocolate pastry—it was almost impossible to ignore. She grabbed her fork, sliced the crepe and placed a piece into her mouth. An instant smiled found its way to her lips, and TK noticed the instant it did. Her eyes gleamed beautifully in satisfaction as she looked up from her plate and smiled cutely at him. Soon, TK found himself smiling in admiration. She was like angel. An innocent, sweet angel that was especially sent for him to love. He studied her more; beautiful seemed to be an understatement. From the way she eats to the way she blushes of embarrassment when she gets chocolate on her face; TK couldn't bear it. Sitting before him was the girl of his dreams, his best friend, and the girl who just confessed her love to him. If anything, TK was more confused on how he got so lucky. Kari, being more than perfect, blessed him with everything he asked for. She was sweet, caring, down-to-earth, and faithful—just like any best friend should be. TK, on the other hand, was the unfaithful one for being guilty of invading her privacy through her diary that he "stole". TK's smile faded as he suddenly remembered the diary incident. The diary was also part of the reason why TK called to have breakfast over at the café. He had to confess, and he had to do it now. He can't afford to lose the opportunity. Remembering Yolei's words from earlier today, he took a deep breath. "It's all in the plan," TK thought, positively, "It's all in the plan."

Kari noticed his smile slowly fade away. She didn't understand why he kept staring with a soft smile at her as she ate, but she had no complaints there. The fact that the smile disappeared is what got her worried. She placed down her fork and stared at TK concernedly.

"Is everything ok?" Kari asked curiously, eyes still gleaming.

Seeing her innocent looks made it even harder to TK to be straight out. He cleared his throat and attempted to give her another smile, but the weight on his shoulders prevented him to do so. His heart started racing nervously. He didn't know how to begin. Never before has TK had to confess about what he did, simply because he never done her wrong. And out of all things, reading her diary had to be the first. It's not like it was intentional, but how to break it to Kari while making it still seem that way was the hard part. TK's nervousness started to become more noticeable to Kari, as he started fidgeting with his fork while trying to keep eye-contact with her. He was way too deep in thought, and it showed. He started to clear his throat even more to make it seem less obvious that he was hiding something, but it just seemed like he was choking. That obviously didn't help, considering Kari got even more worried.

"TK, what's wrong?" she asked in slight panic, frantically grabbing her hot cocoa and gesturing it towards him, "Here, go drink!"

"N-no, I'm fine," TK answered awkwardly.

TK looked straight over at his best friend's face, who had "worry" and "doubt" written all over her. TK sighed in guilt. First he can't confess about the diary, and now he's lying? He can't stay in denial forever. He shook his head and took another deep breath.

"Listen, Kari" TK said carefully, nervousness growing as he stared into her worried eyes, "I…uh, um…you see, I…there's something that I…er…"

Kari raised her brow at him. He flinched. He couldn't find the right words to say to make it seem like he didn't necessarily steal the diary. He couldn't understand why something as simple as a small, pink book can determine his future with Kari forever. The scenarios in his head of Kari either losing trust in him or beating the living hell out of him was starting to become a tad bit overwhelming. Kari, not being able to pick up on what TK is trying to say, reached over and placed her hand over his in concern.

"TK is everything alright?" she asked, a bit too sweetly for TK to handle, "You know you can tell me anything. Unless, it's not the right time to tell me, because I totally understand if…"

"N-no," TK interrupted; sighing in disappointment of how pathetic he was being, "I have something important to tell you, and if I don't say it now, then everything will be all messed up."

Kari blinked. She was completely oblivious to what he was saying. He's almost dying over his words just to get it out—what could possibly be that important for him to tell her? But then she started to get nervous, realizing that there could be loads of important things that he could tell her after everything that happened over the past few days. Kari's heart then stopped. "What if he's going to say something about when I told him I loved him?" Kari panicked, "Oh my gosh, so that means he actually heard me! B-but that's good, right? That's what I wanted. Darn it, Kari! Get your act together!" No matter how many times her mind tried to calm her down with positive thinking, it still wouldn't work. Now she was probably as nervous as the guy sitting in front of her. TK seemed to be growing a bit more confident, for he gripped softly onto her hands and looked straight into her eyes in a serious manner. She just stared back blankly; she wasn't used to seeing him this serious.

Despite that it didn't show as much anymore, TK was still nervous. But now that he got her right where he wants her to be, he couldn't back down now (especially if it's only the first part of the plan). He closed his eyes for a brief moment, gathering his final thoughts, and slowly opened them. With his hand still holding on to hers, he used his free hand to rummage through his bag. Kari paced herself.

"I…" TK started off, pulling out the item from his bag, pain striking his voice the moment he did, "I have your diary."

Kari froze on the spot. Her eyes were wide open, staring at TK with big, shocked eyes. Her body began to grow stiff. That simple confession was already too much to take in. She continued painfully staring at TK in disbelief. She couldn't believe it; she didn't want to believe it! TK, her best friend, out of all the people in the world, had her diary. Something then struck her hard: her diary mostly consisted of TK. Panic started to rise. "W-what if he read it?" Kari screamed in her mind repeatedly. Numbly, she slowly drew her hand away from TK and stared down at the pink book in his hands. There was no doubt that was hers. Feeling more hurt that it was actually true that TK had her diary, she looked back at TK with her pain stricken started to notice various emotions in Kari's eyes—panic, shock, sadness, and much more that hurt him by just looking. The more he stared, the more guilt that overcame him. He knew he had to continue. Silence was just going to make it worse.

"I-I don't know if you noticed it was gone, or if you've been wondering where it's at. A-and I just wanted to tell you now before you start to assume that I stole it, which I didn't, but…" TK then sighed, annoyed how his words started to sound like gibberish, "I'm really sorry, Kari. I'm really, really, sorry."

Kari slowly and shakily reached over for the diary. Once it was in her hands, she couldn't stop staring. As if she was waiting for it to change into something else; something other than her diary that her best friends supposedly now read. But it wasn't going to change. It was, in fact, her diary. And it was, in fact, TK who had it. The idea of him reading it was spinning in her mind. She started to become a little light-headed at the thought. She glanced over at TK with the same horrified eyes, and noticed how desperate he was for some type of response. It wasn't quite easy for him, either.

"W-why do you have this?" Kari breathed out, panicking, "How did you get this?"

It was difficult just to stare at Kari in such a state. It was as if she wasn't staring at her best friend anymore, but instead a nosy thief. He decided to be more straight forward with his answers; he figured it would hurt her less and finally remove the torturous look in her eyes. TK gulped.

"Remember Friday? When I went over to your house and brought you some…muffins?" TK blushed remembering the kiss incident that also took place that day, but continued, "W-while I was in your room waiting, I sort of…you see, I kind of…tripped. I-I don't know what exactly happened, but I fell over something—possibly over air…possibly—and I stumbled across your shelf with all your books."

TK's tone of voice changed; as if he was annoyed of how ridiculous the whole situation was, "Then they all like fell! Can you believe that? T-they just fell! All the books fell down, and I placed them back on the shelf before you can come in to avoid getting you mad, since you told me you just cleaned and I felt real bad for already making a mess the second I walked in. Because, well, you scare me when you're mad."

Kari just continued staring; this time with more confusion appearing in her eyes. TK coughed softly, realizing that he sort of got out of topic.

"A-anyways, it wasn't until I got home when I realized that your diary fell into my bag. I'm really sorry I didn't call you to let you know I have it. I just didn't know how to approach you, especially after we kis…"

TK restrained himself from saying the word "kiss" just in time, but Kari seemed to already know what he was going to say. Her face turned red as she recalled the moment of the kiss. Kari's body tensed up a bit. Her head started to hurt. There was just so much she had going on in her mind. The kiss, the confession, the diary—it was almost eating her alive! The fact that TK even had her diary was still fresh in her mind, and his story seemed almost too cliché to believe. Then feelings of guilt got to her for even accusing TK of lying. But then again, she felt she shouldn't feel guilty because it was her diary. All her confused emotions lead her to start shivering. She almost couldn't focus on TK, despite that her eyes were frozen straight at him. She tried to speak, but she couldn't. There wasn't enough will-power to even open her mouth.

TK could already sense her pain, and he flinched in his seat as if he could feel it himself. Seeing his best friend in pain was one thing. Seeing his best friend in pain because of HIM was another. He debated in his mind with what he should do or say next to make Kari calm down, but nothing came to mind. Guilt was eating him away by the second. He couldn't even look at her straight in the eyes. Kari's mouth opened to get some air, and she breathed a bit heavily before she spoke.

"D-Did you read…" Kari stammered, not being able to finish.

She didn't need to finish. He knew. TK couldn't tell a lie, especially to Kari. He had to tell her the truth. He already confessed about having it; there's no way he was going to back down now. If TK hadn't read the diary, he wouldn't have understood why Kari was acting the way she was. But since he did…he had no excuse to make himself feel better. TK slowly looked down at his plate in guilt and nodded.

"Yeah…"

Kari's face soon matched a corpse's—pale and dead. Panic and fear struck into her system hard, and it prevented her to respond back. Considering that the whole diary was about TK, there was no way he would only read just one entry. She felt her body growing hot in embarrassment just thinking about it. "So that means he read…! A-and he also read…!" she thought in fear, eyes growing more wide and a bit teary, "He read everything…!"

The longer she prolonged her response, the harder it got for TK to reassure everything's okay. But then TK remembered what she actually wrote, and then understood why she seemed so scared. That diary held not only Kari's unconditional love for him, but also how she felt when he went out with other girls (which made him look like a jerk, since she was the reason he even got with those girls in the first place). TK examined her a bit more closely. He understood why she felt so embarrassed, but the fact that she looked like she was going to pass out is what scared him. Her face grew even paler, besides the hot red that formed on her cheeks, and her body starting shaking. It was if the whole world around them became quiet. The sounds from the park, the café; it all seemed nonexistent. The air even seemed to be getting thinner, suffocating both teens on the spot. Kari was shaking, but fixed in one spot with wide eyes, a freakishly pale complexion, and a shivering lip. Now TK got really worried. Being nervous was one thing, but looking like you're about to pass out was another. He took her hand swiftly, and stroked it comfortingly. Her hand was like ice.

"Kari, please," TK said worriedly, "You're really scaring me…"

"H-how much did you read?" Kari finally blurted out quickly, still panicking.

TK blinked at her sudden remark, especially after saying quiet for so long, but answered directly to save her the trouble, "I read most. And I'm really for intruding; it just happened. It was just so…tempting. The fact that my best friend even had a diary—what most a diary about me—is what got me really worried. I didn't know there were secrets between us."

TK just now realized that his last statement sounded a bit offensive. It apparently was, since Kari started to feel bad, and it showed. Her eyes lowered in guilt. She was getting a bit frustrated that more and more problems kept piling up, and finding a way out of it became even more difficult. TK immediately sensed her guilt, which then shifted to him for making her feel bad. He hated how everything he said kept hurt (or rather scaring) her. But the situation would only get worse if remained silent. Realizing that, he opened his mouth to speak, but she beat him to it.

"Y-you don't understand," Kari stammered in panic, face redder as ever, "I-I can't simply tell you have I feel w-when it's about you. B-because if I did, I wouldn't be a very good best friend. It would have been so selfish of me to say all those stuff. E-especially when you're happy and…"

"Kari, stop," TK said a bit sharply, startling her, "You're not selfish, especially to me. But you saying that you're hurting yourself just to make me happy…isn't really making me happy."

Kari straight up frowned. Hurt by that statement, she tried to release her hand from TK's, but TK gripped tighter. He realized he had again said the wrong thing, but no matter what, he was going to fix it. No matter how many times he has to "fight" with Kari. He didn't want any more false thoughts on their relationship.

"If anything, I should be the one that's sorry. I had no idea I was hurting you like this. All this time, Kari. All these years, and I was clueless. I'm sorry. I didn't take care of you the way I was supposed to. I should have known you better. I should have listened to everyone when they said how you felt about me, instead of being in denial. Alike with you, I was afraid of messing up our friendship. Because honestly, Kari…"

TK paused, gathering the courage before speaking again, "You mean more to me than anything."

Kari felt her face getting warmer by the second. She was crossed between feeling flattered, shocked, and nervous. She again opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She couldn't find the right words to say, which bothered her because she was used to TK saying stuff like that to her. Now that TK read her diary, everything he said seemed way more crucial. If the tension wasn't bad enough for her, TK grabbed her hands from across the table and looked deeply into her eyes.

"But I'm not sorry for reading your diary," TK said simply, surprising her, "I feel bad for reading it, yeah. But I don't regret it. Because, like I said, without it, I wouldn't have known how much I've hurt you. I just feel like crap. All these years, Kari! You would hurt yourself just to make me happy, and I failed to realize that. I feel like such a horrible best fri…"

"You're not!" Kari almost yelled, "D-don't even say that, you're…"

"Kari, no," he interrupted a bit sharply, tightening his grip on her hands, "I should have known better. A-and to be honest, I'm scared. I'm scared as hell right now because I'm back to where I started. And I don't want to mess up again. Not this time."

"W-what are you talking about?" Kari stammered, barely finding the courage to speak.

"Remember the day? The day? That was the most nerve-wrecking day of my life, Kari. And unfortunately, the ending wasn't…as expected. But now I want to change that. I don't want to make the same mistake again. I'm not going to let this go. So, saying that…Kari, I…"

The nervousness shifted over to TK, who now started to shake a bit and grow red with blush. He looked troubled, almost frustrated, with the words that were trying to escape from his mouth. Kari felt his hands grow a bit warm and damp from his nervousness as he bit his lower lip slightly.

"K-Kari, will you…"

Cat got his tongue yet again as he choked. He let out a sigh of frustration as he fondled with Kari's hand. Kari was growing just as nervous, and that really wasn't helping either of them. Kari already had a general idea of what TK was going to say. But how to react is what was killing her. The day was about to repeat itself, and Kari was not planning on giving the same answer. TK soon gulped, shook away his fear, and once again looked straight into her eyes. "This is it," TK thought to himself seriously, "No more backing down, TK. Man up. It's now or never."

"Kari, I lov…"

"Would you guys want some water?" the waiter interrupted, as he approached them, holding a tray of iced waters.

Kari felt a huge wave of relief hit her. The anticipation was too much to handle. TK release his grip slowly and sluggishly leaned back on his chair for a breather. His face was still flushed. Knowing TK won't respond, Kari sheepishly looked up at the waiter and nodded. As the waiter shifted the tray towards her, they heard yelling from the back. Kari turned her head and saw a young girl yelling and laughing and (what seemed like so) running away form her dad. The girl was running in their direction, and before they knew it, the girl accidentally bumped into the waiter, causing him to drop the tray of iced water on Kari. Kari gasped and jumped up immediately from the icy water that slid through her body. TK stood up as well, and the waiter started bowing apologetically.

"I'm so, so, so, sorry, Miss! I'm really sorry!"

"It'ssss s'okay," Kari said, shivering.

The waiter, with an even more apologetic face, handed Kari a towel that was conveniently hanging on his shoulder, "You may use the restroom to wash up, Miss. A-and we'll pack some warm pancakes for you to take home on our behalf. I'll go get you a shirt, too."

"Are you okay, Kari?" TK asked concernedly, "Do you need me to go with you?"

"No, I'm okay," Kari muffled, as she wiped her face with the towel, "I'll be fine."

While continuing to wipe her face, she turned around and walked into the building towards the restroom. The waiter followed shortly behind to give her the shirt. Once in the restroom, Kari wiped herself semi-dry before putting on the shirt. She looked in the mirror and twitched. The shirt had a smiling, waving muffin with a quote next to it saying: "Eat me!" then the Odaiba Café logo underneath it. Kari brushed off her wet hair with her fingers as she walked out.

She got back outside to meet up with TK, but she didn't see him out there. Blinking in confusing, she walked further outside towards their table. Everything was still there—the crepes, the hot chocolate, and the other mess made from the spilt water. She literally turned slowly in a circle to see if he was trying to sneak up behind her, since he knows how paranoid Kari can get with his jokes. Examining the table more closely, she looked towards his seat and saw a pink note on his seat, with a flower attached to it. Obviously curious, she picked up the note and read it closely:

Dear Diary,

There is something really important I want to tell my best friend today. But I want to do it the right way. So, if she could somehow meet me over the bridge at Odaiba Park later on today, that would be great. That way, I can finally get a second chance on what could be the start of the greatest thing of my life.

TK

TBC

GAH. I apologize to the bottom of my heart for the one month long updates. I've just been really busy. Last year of highschool, so things are pretty hectic. Haha, I'm a senior and I still love Digimon. Hell yes. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter :] I'll try to be constant as I can with updates. Read and Review, please and thanks!