Note: I tried to make it as realistic as possible. I read over the other Fan-Fiction revolving around Henruki, and I didn't personally liked it because it was something Henry nor Rika would do/ say.
She woke up, feeling the warm sun rays land on her face. She squinted, letting her eyes adjust to the brightness of the room. She pulled her blankets over her head, trying to get her whole body under the warm blanket. Then she remembered the day before, how she finally managed to communicate with Renamon after all of these years. How emotional she ever been right front of someone. And that someone was Henry. How she felt not alone for once. For once, someone was there for her. She shook her head and groaned.
*Henry is just a friend. He was just being a good friend * She laid on her bed for a few minutes, recapping what had happened the day before. When she finally decided to leave the bed, she walked out of the room and into the kitchen for breakfast. She walked toward the refrigerator and opened it, reaching for the milk. A woman walked past her.
"Good morning Rika," the woman said.
"Good morning grandmother," she replied.
"So about yesterday, who was that boy?" Rika stopped in her tracks.
"Just a friend of mines. You know, Henry"
"Oh, just a friend." she teased.
"Yes grandmother. Just…. a friend"
"Oh, well I though you were already dating someone without telling me."
"No grandma. I wouldn't keep a secret from you." She was slowly walking off.
"Well… How about your secret about Renamon." the name of Renamon ringed in her ears.
She sighed,"Trust me Grandma, there's nothing between Henry and I"
"He's a very nice boy."
*He's been like that since the first day I met him * Rika left off, and returned to her room. She turned on her camera and looked through the photos once more. She cracked a smile when she was watching a video from yesterday
