AN: I'm starting a series of drabbles. Hope you like them!
Warnings/s: Jeri does not exist in this AU because (to me) she's utterly pointless to the plot (as her only redeeming factor died trying to protect her). Also, Rukato. But that's nothing, isn't it? *grins*
Takato, a teenage boy at the mere age of sixteen, stood nervously in front of the home of his not-so-secret crush.
Yes, you heard right. After their battle against the D-Reaper (which managed to worm itself into the Real World by using the negative energy of children who experienced loss), he finally found the guts to ask the tough as nails girl out.
Three years have passed since the incident and they were living in a peaceful time, their Digimon playing around the local park everyday (all except for Renamon, naturally, as she was too mature for something as simple as 'playing'). But despite all of that, he and Rika never found any time for themselves or their first date, which is why they were having it ... a bit late, but it was better than nothing, Takato figured, twirling a bucket of red roses in his hand, knowing that she would be mad that he picked them out but he couldn't help it. From a stubborn girl to a equally stubborn but gorgeous woman, Rika deserved all the flowers in the world and then some (if Takato could help it).
He didn't care if everyone teased him about him being so helpless against her. He enjoyed it. Maybe a bit too much...
"Hey, gogglehead." Rika's voice reached his ears. "Those flowers better be for my mom."
Takato chuckled and stepped forward to reach out for her hand.
Yes, all was well indeed.
AN: Despite the fact that I'm not THAT much into Tamers anymore, Rukato remains a favorite of mine. R&R if you want :)