The cultura festival was around the corner, and our kids were excited, but Hana a Little worried and nervous. Her class asked her If she wanted to sell some plants, like flowers, cacti, little trees to plant. She accepted of course, but still- her social abilities were a little… low.
Aoi, in short word was hyped!. Three days and he would be serving costumers coffee, cookies, cake and other stuff to whoever came to their café. And also being around dressed as a cat –the mascot- to attract clients, it was just a matter of time.
In lunch time, our digidestined reunited to eat together.
"I'm telling you Hana, I am so excited I'm barely sleeping at nights". The young blond was eating –as usual- the lunch prepared by his mother.
"You are?... I can still sleep, but I'm thinking what am I gonna do when is my turn to sell those plants… I get so nervous".
"Don't worry, Selling is easy!. You'll so just fine, trust me".
"Thank you. I can calm myself when I think that my dad is coming". Hana finally gave a bite to her riceball in her hand.
"Yeah… I was so excited that I forgot my mom is coming too".
The red haired girl laughed. "You're too carefree!".
"Yeah, my mom says it to me all the time". Aoi finished his food and just began to think that what If his mother would like him to be more like Hana?. He wasn't that smart, responsible person!. But she wouldn't ask him to be like that, after all, Mimi knows that her son is just like her.
"Aoi!", Hana took him out of his thoughts.
"Sorry!" he said as he scratched his cheek. "What were you saying?"
"I was going to tell you that I got Yagami san's phone number!. We can call and find out If his son would talk to us" she smiled at the boy with big brown eyes.
"Oooh… I see, sure!. Do we call after school?".
"Yes, of course".
So classes and hours passed by. Hana made sure to take out the books from the library she needed for homework and met Aoi at the entrance.
"Hana chan" he smiled. "Do you want to go to my house? That way we can call from my house and then you take the train home. How that sounds?"
"Eh?" she answered confused. "Are you sure?".
"Yeah! It will be quick, and my mom will come home a lot later".
She thought about for a second. "Okay. My dad isn't in my house right now either. He said he will work hard so he has a day off for the culture festival". They begin walking.
"By the way, do you know Yagami's son's name?" asked Aoi.
"I don't. Oh God… we didn't thought this trough didn't we?. What are we going to say? We don't know his parents either!".
"Relax Hana chan, we'll think of something. Besides, we're not totally strangers, we are the son and daughter of their parent's friends!"
The girl looked at him thinking how she was supposed to remember all that. "Okay… Aoi will be the one who talks on the phone then".
"EH?!" Hana laughed at his reaction covering her mouth a little, and Aoi noticed a little of ink in her hand- "Hana chan, you have ink in your hand".
"Eh?, oh, you're right I didn't noticed"
"Did you had art class today?"
"Yes, I liked it a lot! We wrote kanjis with ink and we worked with watercolors. I want to see what next we will do"
"Hmm… you seem excited, I didn't know you were into art"
"I don't! but this class seems interesting and it clears my mind, so why not just try it? It won't do any harm"
"Right. For being the daughter of a computer genius, I thought you would be the same as your dad"
"Hey, you know? I do know how to manage high tech computers, I learned since I was little, how do you think I got Yagami san's phone number?" she crossed her arms with pride saying this.
"I see, you don't have to brag about it, know-all" Aoi make an annoying face, but the girl beside him just laughed.
"Come on, you didn't learn anything from your mom?"
"I did… I learn to be myself. It doesn't matter what other people thinks, she told me that there will be persons that will always understand you and like you for who you are, with your own mistakes and everything".
Hana smiled "She's right Tachikawa san". You are a good person, so don't worry.
Aoi wasn't worried, he always had friends and everyone liked him, He didn't know why though. But he also did not know why he just stayed with very few friends. Did he changed that much? Was he being annoying, or cold maybe?, he never had answers, but after Mimi told him that, he didn't worried about that again.
"We're here. Come inside, please" he said as he unlocked the front door and let her in.
"Woah… it's big" She thought to herself.
Aoi offered her something to eat or drink, but Hana didn't want anything. So they just standed by the phone, looking at each other deciding who was going to talk.
"We already said that you were going to talk Aoi!"
"We?" Reclaimed the boy. "I never agreed to that!... here, you talk, you have nicer voice".
"I do not" she said in a dry, serious tone, and Aoi frightened by that.
"O-okay, I'll talk… but please don't make that face and voice again" he said while having little tears in the corner of his eyes.
"Come on, dial"
"Yes…" He dialed the number, and it begun to make sound, until the voice of a woman talked to him.
"Hello?"
"H-hello!... uhm… Tachikawa Aoi is speaking, I'd like to talk with Yagami san, please?"
"He is out of the country right now, I'm sorry. Would you like to leave hima message"
"No, I'm sorry, I meant… Yagami san's son…"
"Oh… he is not home right now, he is in soccer club. You can call later If you want Tachikawa san"
"N-no, sorry. Thank you very much, Ms. Yagami, goodbye" he said as stirring his hair, when he hung up he let out a big sigh. "None of the Yagami men were at home" he looked at Hana with a disappointed look.
"Hm, I see. Well there's no remedy. We'll have to wait then. Don't you think?"
"Sure… You going already?" the blond said as he watched Hana taking her coat and heading to the door.
"Yes, I have to buy things for dinner. Thank you for everything, I'm leaving to the satation".
"Ah- sure… thank you for coming in"
When Hana got home with the supplies for dinner her dad was waiting for her.
"Welcome back, Hana" greeted Koushiro
"Hey dad"
"Where have you been?, it was supposed that you to get to come home first, what happened?"
"I am so sorry! I was at Tachikawa san's house" Hana said as she put the bags on the kitchen table.
"Really? Okay, what did you do?"
"Dad, you don't trust me?"
"Of course I do!" he moved his arms in a defensive way, showing that what she said is not true at all. He trusted her to death. "I was just asking… but… there is something I want to ask you. When I was leaving for work, I noticed some strange code on my computer, of searching data from a person. The name wasn't there anymore, but I didn't use that code, do you know anything, Hana chan?"
Hana just started to sweat nervously, the pressure was all on her now and begun to blush. She had inherited the awkward behavior from him too!.
She slowly turned around to face her dad, while he was sitting in the kitchen table observing her. "Yes, I used that code… I'm sorry".
"It's okay, you know in that computer there is important programs and files so I don't like for you to touch it so much. But nothing happened, it's okay"
She thanked her dad with a smile.
"But, can I ask you what were you searching for?"
She froze. Could she tell him? Should she?. "Uhm… I know I should ask you for it in the first place, but…" she looked down.
"Hana, you're confusing me. I won't get angry or anything, I promise"
"Yagami san's phone number!... I was searching for Yagami san's phone number…"
"What? Wich Yagami? Taichi Yagami?" She nodded without lifting her gaze from the floor. "Hana, look at me". She finally looked at her dad standing in front of her.
"You could've just ask me for the number, that was silly!" he laughed. "I gave you Mimi Tachikawa's phone number, remember?. I could have done the same thing twice, there's no need for secrets".
Hana smiled, of course she should've asked her father for the number. It made no sense, she didn't know why she felt she had to hide it from their parents. It was no secret that everyone once were in the digital world and they were digidestined, so Hana apologized deeply with her dad and begun to prepare dinner.