If you think I'm a person of fluffiness, in this story, i'd like to be more dramatic and sad. LOL *trying* (so excited to write Taichi in this story yas i know im evil)
R&R's appreciated except hate
Arc III. During Digimon Adventure 02
The Holy Trinity
Taichi was bobbing his head into different directions, trying to stay awake at math class, though his eyes were always drooping. Sora holds back a laugh from his antics. Yamato smiles. Even if he was seated beside the window, these two were much more interesting. "Want to play a game?" He whispers, catching both of their attention.
"As long as it's not a waste of time." Taichi rests his head on his hand. "And that I can win."
"I don't know about that." Yamato laughs, ripping out a page from his notebook. "Tic Tac Toe."
"You mean like in the digital world?" Sora pulls out a pen, enthusiastically. "But there's three of us."
"X, O, and Y." Taichi calls out, grinning. "In all games, there should always be room for one more."
Sincerity and Knowledge; JAP time: 12:30 am
.-.-.
SincereLily: i hate it in new york
WittyAnonymous: a week ago you told me it was like you were supposed to be born there
SincereLily: i take it back. People are too judgmental
WittyAnonymous: probably because you seem so shallow
SincereLily: i came here to have a good time and im honestly feeling so attacked right now?
WittyAnonymous: i meant that the good side of you doesnt easily show up, not with people who judge you
WittyAnonymous: i like that about you
SincereLily: awww shiro
WittyAnonymous: need to tell me something? Im all ears.
SincereLily: easy to talk to you now because i'm in the computer you love so much haha
WittyAnonymous: if it makes you feel better, i feel more relaxed when the person im chatting with doesnt see my face
SincereLily: thats kinda weird
SincereLily: but i think i kind of get it. Youre shy
WittyAnonymous: so what is about new york you hate so much
SincereLily: WAIT. CAN I TELL YOU WHAT I LOVE ABOUT IT FIRST
WittyAnonymous: you typing in all caps never fails to scare me. Go ahead
SincereLily: YOU KNOW MICHAEL RIGHT
WittyAnonymous: that handsome blonde boy you were crushing on
SincereLily: ALSO AN ACTOR AND AWESOME SINGER
WittyAnonymous: ok so hes prince charming
SincereLily: HE'S A CHOSEN CHILD
WittyAnonymous: holy sh
SincereLily: AND WE'RE COMING INTO THE DIGITAL WORLD TOGETHER
WittyAnonymous: that's a terrible place for a date. Just saying
The Holy Trinity
"Have you heard his new song?"
"I didn't know he played an instrument besides that harmonica."
"He's so cool."
The girls were talking about Ishida Yamato again, and this boy cringes hearing their compliments. They don't know him as much as he did, Taichi was bothered, but he was glad Yamato was pursuing something he was truly passionate about, he even named his guitars. Deciding to leave the chorale, he formed a band of his own. The leader was kicking a soccer ball away and back to him, waiting for Sora to finish dressing up from her tennis clothes.
The girl finally pokes his shoulder, both of them eager to go home. As they were walking in peace, Sora speaks what was in her mind. "I never thought Yamato could write a song like that."
Taichi nods. "I know what you mean. It sounded too... I don't know, happy?" They chuckle. "But it suits him to be lighthearted, surprisingly."
Sora enthusiastically pulls out her phone from her bag, to play the song that's been spreading around the school since the past week. "Say goodbye to the halls and the classes, Say hello to a job and the taxes"
"Who do you think this song was for? It's so sweet." Sora says, putting the phone closer to her ear.
Taichi shrugs. "Maybe he has a crush on someone." He uninterestedly puts his hands in his pockets, even though he knew what he was talking about.
The weekends with old friends spilling into 9 to 5 routine, Tell me how you feel over and done with
"We should be the first ones to hear about who it is." Sora nudges the boy. "I want to play matchmaker."
Like your life is a map with no compass to guide, At the bar drinkin' way too much
Taichi laughs. "You can't."
We sing along to "Forever Young", So here we go again
"Why not?"
Wishin' we could start again, Wendy run away with me
"Who knows? The song might be for you." He only meant it as a joke, even if deep in his heart he knew it was a likely possibility. Sora stayed quiet.
I know I sound crazy, Don't you see what you do to me?
She stops on her tracks. "Yamato likes me?"
I wanna be your lost boy, Your last chance, a better reality
Taichi thinks about it. "You do seem like his type." He stares at her. "Why? What would you do if he really did?"
(Yeah) Wendy we can get away, I promise if you're with me, say the word and we'll find a way
"I don't know." That was her honest answer. "He's my best friend."
I can be your lost boy, your last chance
"What do you think about best friends turning into lovers?"
Your "everything better" plan
"Doesn't always go well... According to movies and literature."
Oh, somewhere in Neverland (Somewhere in Neverland)
"... Yeah. The nice guy always loses."
We'll start a life of the plain and the simple
"What?"
Of great times with far better people
"The cooler guy gets more attention, right?"
And weekends with our friends
"Sure. But that depends on the girl too."
Laughing 'bout the wine that stains their teeth
"There's always that guy in a story... Who trusted the girl that she would pick him over anyone, because he would pick her over anyone... But in the end, the girl disappoints him." Taichi kicks a pebble away.
We'll talk about how your parents separated and how you don't wanna make the same mistakes as them
"You're thinking about this too much. You think if we dated, I would hurt Yamato?"
I'll say it's all about stickin' it out
"So you're thinking about dating him?"
And trying to feel forever young
"... He's my best friend... And I thought we were talking about best friends and the possibility of him liking me."
So here we go again
"I know." He puts an arm around her shoulder. "I bet you two would be happy if you gone out." He says sincerely. Sora purses her lips. Taichi smirks. "Aww Sora, look at you! You like him." She turns red. "Yamato and Sora sitting on a tree. K-I-S-S-I"
She kicks his thigh. "Stop that!"
Taichi laughs. "I know, I know, I'm just joking."
Knowledge and Courage
Wishin' we could start again
"This song is overplayed, I swear." Koushiro leans back on his computer chair. He was almost getting sick of Yamato's voice playing on the school intercom after school, which was uprising to conform to the increasing number of fangirls.
Wendy run away with me
Taichi laughs at him. "I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks so." That statement made Koushiro turn to look at the boy by the door of the computer room.
I know I sound crazy
"Remind me why aren't you with Yamato-san and Sora-san?"
Don't you see what you do to me?
"I told him he should introduce her to his bandmates. They're really good dudes."
I want to be your lost boy
"Yeah, but why aren't you with them?"
Your last chance, a better reality
Taichi laughs again. He pats Koushiro's back. "Yamato's song told a story about two people, not three."
(Yeah) Wendy we can get away
"Taichi-san..."
I promise if you're with me, say the word and we'll find a way
"I'm gonna cry if they go out. I would be such a terrible annoying third wheel."
I can be your lost boy, your last chance
"I hope you don't really cry."
Your "everything better" plan
"I was joking."
Oh, somewhere in Neverland
"I know. But your jokes aren't always funny."
So here we go again
"Sorry."
Wishin' we could start again
"I think overestimated you."
Wendy run away with me
"Me too."
I know I sound crazy
"Or maybe I just trusted Sora-san too much."
Don't you see what you do to me?
"You can never trust a person too much."
I want to be your lost boy
"Of course you can. It's just not right when they're oblivious of that trust."
Your last chance, a better reality
"Sora's never oblivious."
Wendy we can get away
"You don't know the half of it."
I promise if you're with me, say the word and we'll find a way
"Koushiro?"
I can be your lost boy, your last chance
"Yes, Taichi-san?"
Your "everything better" plan
He smirks. "You're such a clever son of a bitch."
Oh, somewhere in Neverland
"Well if you're calling me that, I should call you a coward."
Oh, somewhere in Neverland (Somewhere in Neverland)
.-.-.
Love and Sincerity
Mimi twirls the pink telephone wire between her fingers in thought. She was speaking to Sora. "If you ask me, you should give it a shot." She finally answers. She wasn't sure what to say when her best friend told me what Yamato did, walking her home, and seemed to flirt with her.
"So he does like me?" Sora stressfully breaths. "I'm so confused, he's dropping all these hints, and Taichi's been teasing us ever since that song."
Mimi scrunches her nose. Oh, Taichi. Why? She thinks. "The question is, do you like him?" Because Mimi already knows just by fhe lyrics Sora would be the only girl Yamato would run away with.
"Not romantically, but I feel like I could."
"You feel like you might fall in love with him."
"It's not hard to like Yamato." But it is, if you have another person in your heart, Mimi says in her head. She decides not to say it out loud, careful of what Sora would possibly retort.
The pink-haired girl sighs. "You're going to risk a lot if you do this."
"Do what?"
"Ask him out."
"... Why am I the one who's going to ask him out?"
"You're so nervous, it's cute." She giggles. "Yamato-kun doesn't seem like someone who's so confident to ask his long-time best friend out to a date." Mimi comments. "But... He's like someone who keeps a relationship for a long time. At least... That's what I see... You know him better than I do."
"Funny though, I always thought you two would end up together." Sora teases. She would hear about Takeru saying he likes Mimi and Yamato to be friends.
"You're kidding, right?" Mimi almost chokes on her own. "We're too different."
"Not to mention you can't stand being a meter close."
"I can survive with that distance, but he's all yours."
"Speaking of which, congratulations on the new boyfriend."
I blush, but smile to myself and squeal in delight. "Oh, Sora! After we came back from the digital world to meet Miyako-chan and the others, he told me it felt like fate that we were both Chosen Children."
"I still ship you and Koushiro."
"Oh shut up. Michael dyed his hair blue to match with me."
"I saw the pictures online." Sora laughs. It was hard not to be aware of Michael Barton's relationship when he's the son of a hollywood star, it was all over the internet, how he asked her to be his girlfriend. "I think he's really sweet. I like him."
The Teenage Wolves; practice
"That song was for Takenouchi?!" Akira's jaw drops.
Yamato glares at him. "You're too damn loud."
"Why? What's wrong with Yamato liking Sora-san?" Takashi amusedly adjusts his glasses. He was reviewing what lyrics Yamato came up with, so far. They just released their first album, and they weren't done with one disc just yet.
"Yeah, I think they're cute together." Yutaka cheekily pokes a blushing Yamato. "But I guess it's only natural. You're not a fan of athletic girls."
"I didn't mean that." Akira grunts.
Takashi laughs. "Akira's a fan of all types of girls."
Akira throws a drum stick on Takashi. "If only Takenouchi wasn't taken, I would gladly pursue her."
"What are you talking about?" Yamato smirks. Akira does have an ego sometimes. "I barely made a move."
"I'm not talking about you." Akira retorts. The blonde raises an eyebrow. "Captain." Takashi immediately kicks his leg. Yutaka gives him a look. "Ow."
Yamato laughs, surprising all of them. "Hate to break it to you guys, but it's been seven years since they met for the first time." Takashi winces, and they all look at each other, feeling dubious. "If Taichi had feelings for her, he would've implied it by now."
"You're the same with Takenouchi." Akira whispers to himself. Yutaka and Takashi hears it. "You put too much faith on him."
Knowledge and Reliability
"Jyou-san." Koushiro calls out to the older, turning around.
"Koushiro-kun." He cheerfully bows slightly and waves, making the shorter boy smile. The same old approachable Jyou.
"Have you gone back from tutoring?"
"Yeah. You're done with Computer club as well, I assume." Koushiro nods in reply. They start walking together.
The redhead clears his throat. "Have you heard of Mimi-san?"
Jyou chuckles. "Who wouldn't have heard of it?... Except maybe Yamato-kun."
"So what do you think?"
"Of Michael Barton? She's in good hands."
He laughs. "Is that out of spite?"
Jyou blushes. "No. I mean it. From her stories, I don't think he would hurt her."
"I wouldn't be surprised if you were mad, even just a little."
"Why would I be mad? She's happy."
"But not with you." They stop walking.
Jyou looks at him. He smiles. "I can tell you're also unsatisfied."
"I have to admit, I didn't expect her to find someone."
"Someone who would be perfect for her?"
"I thought you were perfect for her."
Jyou shakes his head, crossing his arms. "I thought you were perfect for her."
Koushiro looks away, walking by the handrail of a boundary that separates land from the river. "Let's make a bet."
"I didn't think you'd be someone who would say that so suddenly."
"I honestly don't think Michael is someone who makes Mimi happy forever."
"I think so too, but I trust him enough to make her happy now."
We haven't even met him. "Then. When they break up, who is she going to turn to, possibly realizing a new love?"
Jyou smirks. "Why Koushiro, this is unlike you. Are you saying which among the two of us?"
"Maybe." Koushiro smugly shrugs. "Takeru-san would count, but he doesn't like her that way anymore. We've been there for her ever since."
Jyou chuckles. "What if it's someone unexpected? Like Taichi-kun?" He rests his hand on the black painted metal, beside his friend. "They're really close too, and because I heard Yamato-kun likes Sora-chan, he might drift his attention to someone else." Koushiro narrows his eyes. He doesn't think Taichi would like Mimi, because he's one of the most loyal people. Especially to Sora.
"If it's someone we didn't expect, let's both give up without a fight." Koushiro smiles, seeing the sunset. "What matters is that she's happy."
"If she's happy, we're happy."
Sincerity
Alison traps me again in the bathroom, a place where Michael doesn't see us. I groan. She brought her clique this time, all the same long permed platinum hair, drawn eyebrows, and crossed arms. "What do you want?" I finish washing my hands and resist the urge ro flick her with water.
"We've been through this, Mimi." She stresses my name with her bright pink lips. "I want Michael."
I roll my eyes. "Too bad he doesn't want you back." The barbies take one step toward me, their heels echoing.
"You're not playing fair." Her deep voice was menacing, but it suited her beautifully and evilly. She was pretty, but not good willed. "I was there first."
"If you liked Michael, you would be happy for us."
"I would, if he didn't end up with you." She shares a knowing look with the other girls. "I mean, we all know what you told people about me."
Mimi smiles a little on the memory. "Look. I didn't mean to spread rumors about you. I was trying to make Michael laugh because he got scolded by his acting coach."
Alison angrily slams a cubicle door. "What's so funny about me having plastic boobs?" She shouts.
"Chill! Damn, girl. You know you have to pay for that if you break the bathroom?" My eyes widen at her sudden release. "And you have to admit. Your boobs are all over the place." I lick my lips and place my hands on my waist. "It's a nasty inappropriate show off." I take a step closer toward her, so we were inches apart. I smile and wink.
"You'll pay for ruining my life here." She glares.
"I didn't do anything wrong." The next thing I know was me being pushed into a dark place, and them getting my bag and hearing a toilet flush.
.-.-.
"Mimi, are you alright?" Light finally enters the small room. I look up and see Michael's worried face, and immediately jump into his arms. I nod, surely now, I'm okay. "I can't believe she'd actually lock you up in the lady's toilet." He kisses my cheek. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't be. It's not your fault. But now, I have to find a way to get back at that scumbag." My eyes glint as I crack my knuckles. "After all, she stole my phone and flushed out the rest of my textbooks."
Sincerity and Reliability
Mimi crossed her fingers, hoping he would answer. She knew it wasn't wise to call Jyou on weekdays, but coincidentally he's the only one who'd make time for her anyway. "Hello?" He was brushing his teeth.
"Jyou-senpai! Are you busy?"
"School's starting in two hours, why?"
Mimi looks down. She didn't want to disturb him. "I... I just wanted to say good morning." She nervously chuckles.
Jyou smiles, spitting out toothpaste foam and wiping his mouth. "I miss you too." He knew she liked telling him stories about America, or anything else, for that matter. Jyou was the best listener among the Chosens, before Koushiro. "-and I don't mind if you're just itching to say something to me. Go ahead."
Mimi whines. "You're so understanding, sometimes it hurts me." Jyou chuckles at girl lets out a breath. "It's Alison, again."
"I'm here for you." His voice was deeper.
She can feel the tears racing to exit her pupils. She bites her lip, hoping it'll make them go away. "I try so hard not to fight back, but it's like an instinct to be mean."
"You're not mean." He ensures, wanting to take a plane and be with her, to just be a shoulder to cry on. She starts to cry. "Sssh." He holds the phone with two hands. "There's nothing wrong with offending someone with your confidence. You have every right." He prays that Mimi hasn't change, the next time they meet.
The Romantics
"I'm guessing this is yours. I found it in Alison's bag." A tall brunette boy with quiffed hair gives a device to Mimi. Michael looks up from his lunch.
She gasps. "Th-Thanks... But why?"
The guy scratches his head. "That girl's too in on her head. She needs to cool off for a moment." Mimi nods at that.
"You're amazing for stealing it back." Michael says. "What's your name?"
"Trevor Austen."
"The football captain." Michael tilts his head. "Aren't you friends with Alison?" He's heard a lot about them, especially that Trevor likes her.
He sighs, hopelessly, and smiles. "She recently banished me from our lunch table, when I said it was wrong bully the ever so beautiful Mimi."
"Used those exact words?" Michael asks.
"Yep."
"Welcome to the club." He points to an empty chair in front of him and Mimi. The girl smiles gratefully.
The Teenage Wolves; practice
"Ooh! Takachi has a crush!" Akira teases the guitarist endearingly pinching his cheek. The older glares at him.
Yamato and Yutaka share a look of interest. "Who's the lucky girl?" The blonde asks, pulling his stool closer to him. Takashi blushes and turns down. "Not fair. I told you about Sora."
"Unlike you and her, we're complete strangers. It's harder to be close." He replies, pushing his glasses up again.
"This is just my opinion, but I think you have a greater chance than all of us in making the girl you like notice you." Yamato smirks.
"Why is that?"
"No homo, but I think you look the most attractive in the band." Takashi had almond-shaped eyes, dark hair, and a sharp jawline.
Takashi narrows his eyes. "... Have you looked at yourself?" Yutaka and Akira laugh. The three of them know for a fact girls always dig the singer moreso than other people, guitarists were second to that.
"Also, complete strangers always fall in love. You don't have to have a history to feel something for someone."
"Yamato you are such a Shakespeare." He's the one who's been coming up with most of the lyrics, and proofreading ones the other members wrote. "How do I be like you?"
"Simple." Yutaka pats his back. "Write her a song."
"This is crazy. I bet she has no idea I exist, and I'm going to write her a song?"
Yamato claps. "Then, we'll do it together. The title is No Idea."
The Chosen Children- the mature 6
SincereLily: Why are people in America so different from Japan
WittyAnonymous: culture, religion, political history, shall i go on?
SorryLove: oh shut up, Koushiro-kun. What's wrong Mimi-chan?
MrReliable: is it alison again?
CourageTheBraveLion: Who dat
SincereLily: someone not important enough to be discussed
SincereLily: i miss you guys
WittyAnonymous: we always feel the same
MrReliable: agreed
SorryLove: i wish you would just go back
CourageTheBraveLion: im laughing so hard right now
SorryLove: wow Taichi we're all saying we miss her and you just
CourageTheBraveLion: we're supposed to have six people in this chat. Not five.
SincereLily: what? Who's missing?
MrReliable: oh my God. Mimi
WittyAnonymous: this is funny
SorryLove: you need to talk to him more.
SincereLily: I don't get it
CourageTheBraveLion: it's ok. I'm sure he misses you all the same
MrReliable: pretty sure he doesnt
SorryLove: -and Jyou the protective oniichan is unleashed
The Romantics
"You always think that the world revolves just around Mimi Tachikawa and Alison Palmer." A girl with straight hazel hair and grey eyes. She had tears on her eyes, slamming her hands on the table. "I'm done with you guys trying to please those fake bitches." She walks away, furious. Her so-called friends with makeup spread on the table were gaping.
"Laurel, wait." A girl holds her hand, trying to bring her back. She pushes her away. They caught the attention of the whole cafeteria.
"What's going on?" Michael walks in with Mimi and Trevor. He and Laurel lock gazes.
The girl rolls her eyes. "Not you three." She bumps shoulders with Mimi.
"Ow." The pink-haired furrows her eyebrows. Michael rubs her back. "What happened?" She asks the people left in the lunch table, sincerely concerned.
"Don't pretend that you understand." One calls out. "She's just sick of the peer pressure you and that barbie brought."
Michael looks at her. Mimi's affected again. Determined, she goes after Laurel. The boyfriend turns her way, He sighs. Trevor chuckles. "Is she always this provocative?"
Friendship
I wait outside Takashi's crush's classroom with Akira, both of us dressed in a suit and tie, holding a bouquet. I clear my throat as passing people give us strange glances. "Hello, madame." Me and the drummer grin and bow to Nakata Satoko.
She immensely blushes, taken aback. "Let us lead you to a willing suitor." Akira takes her hand, and we walk outside. She was too shocked to say anything. By the school's gate, where a small crowd gathered, we've set up our equipment, Takashi nervously loosening his tie. I smirk as me and Akira join him. The Chosens were also intrigued, waiting for our performance at the front. Sora was grinning expectantly. I wink at her. She laughs.
"This is for a beautiful lady my guitarist have taken an interest upon." I announce to them. They give each other curious looks, but Satoko was stiff, legs shaking. Takashi did tell me they met, but only once a few months ago, when she offered him a scarf a moment he sneezed. I imagined how they met, and liked that they seemed like the only two people in the world. I hope I have an impact like that with the girl I like. "Takashi wrote this song, called No Idea."
I was dreamin' we were running from a city burning down, down, down, made a break, a new escape, and let the world crash, down, down, down
Sora claps, hearing the first words, making Taichi laugh at her. My heart skips a beat. Takashi looks over to Satoko, feeling satisfied of himself.
Now there's a piece of me, tells me I shouldn't leave, everytime I see your face
Because every time you come around, Love, you take my breath away
I thought she wouldn't see me, but Sora was taking my presence in, and I've never felt so alive.
And I just wanna breathe until I take you in, I never want you to leave until I take you in.
But the truth is, she has no idea (no idea), that I'm even here (that I'm even here)
The song doesn't fit us. Sora sees everyone, knows everyone, and is there for everyone. She's aware of me. I know it. Her eyes were lit up, and I'm glad I'm at least one of its causes. Nice to feel confident like this, once in a while, though everything is better when she's there.
She has no idea (no idea), that I'm even here (that I'm even here)
Get a grip, slip and trip over clumsy, careless words, words, words
Paper-thin fingerprints on a softly spoken verse, verse, verse
Courage
"He's amazing at this." Sora whispers to me, looking at Yamato. "Shining so bright."
Now there's so much of me, tellin' me not to leave, everytime I see your face
Because every time you come around, how do you take my breath away?
I purse my lips. I know he was capable of great things, so why aren't I happy as Sora? I realize he was looking at her the whole time. I turn my head to prove I was wrong. They were looking at each other. She looks to me, lost in the music, trying to grasp the sound.
And I just wanna breathe until I take you in, I never want you to leave until I take you in
But the truth is, she has no idea (no idea), that I'm even here (that I'm even here)
I smile at her and put an arm around her shoulder.
She has no idea (no idea), that I'm even here (that I'm even here).
It's always been like this, but I'm fine with it. I wonder if the time will come when I won't be able to do this anymore. If a time comes that I'm not okay with this anymore.
She's so close when I'm so far away, when I'm so far away,
Let me dream, let me stay,
What am I supposed to do if that happens?
I hear Koushiro clear his throat behind us. I give him a confused look. As if it's not clear to me. Yamato only wanted one person to see this performance, and she's not even that girl his guitarist was crushing on.
She's so close when I'm so far away, when I'm so far away, I can sleep, I can dream, I can't change
She has no idea, idea, idea, she has no idea, idea, idea, she has no idea, idea, idea (That I'm even here) She has no idea.
When they end, Takashi was blushing more than ever, shaking hands holding the mic, his glasses were mildly out of place. "S-Satoko-san..! I-I mean, Nakata-san. Please, go out with me." Yamato was the first one to clap, then all of us. His blue eyes drift to Sora again, earning himself an overwhelmed cheer from her. Satoko runs to Takashi and hugs him.