I Swear I Do
A Digimon Fanfic
Summary: Matt and Sora are best friends that both work and live together. They swore three years ago that if they weren't married by the age of 25, they would marry each other. So what happens when that deadline comes to pass?
Disclaimer: Someday...
Chapter 3: Life Goes On
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Beep beep. Beep beep.
That fucking alarm clock was going to die.
Beep beep. Beep beep.
Any minute now he was going to reach out from underneath the covers and destroy the little menace of a machine that insisted on waking him up at the crack of dawn.
Beep beep. Beep beep.
Any minute now.
Beep beep. Bee-CRASH!
Matt opened his eyes curiously to find a pile of metal where his alarm clock had once sat. Only, he had not been the one to smash it. So what...?
"Whoever you are, I'm going to send you flowers," he muttered drowsily. "Where do you live?"
"In the room next door," came the amused reply.
Sora.
"Why did you kill my alarm clock?" Matt asked, looking up at her through his pale eyelashes. "You're always having a go at me for destroying them. Hypocrite."
Sora tossed her long hair. "I decided that I may have been mistaken, and I now realise the battle of wits you have with the annoying device every morning. Therefore, I hereby give you permission to throw that thing against the wall as many times as you like in the future."
"Okay then." Matt picked up the remains of the clock and tossed them at the wall opposite. "So why did you smash it anyway? It's not like it woke you up."
"As a matter of fact, it did, and I don't appreciate it one little bit," Sora replied, crossing the room to the curtains and opening them, allowing the rays of the sun to permeate the room.
Matt cringed away from the harsh glare. "Am I hearing you right? Miss six-am-on-the-dot slept in? As in, you didn't wake up before the sun rises for once?"
Sora glared at him, bemused. "No. If you must know-"
"Oh, I must," Matt interrupted. Sora glared again and he shut up. Sora woken up was not a happy Sora, and one he tended to tread carefully around.
"As I was saying, I decided that sleeping in for once was not going to kill me."
"About time," Matt murmured, but Sora ignored him.
"It's Saturday, so it's not as if I have to be anywhere in a hurry. Except for the fact that it's now seven o'clock and we are both expected at T.K. and Kari's in an hour, so you'd better get dressed."
Matt threw off the covers and jumped out of bed. "Crap! Get out, get out!"
Sora snorted. "Not as if it's anything I haven't seen before, Matty dear!" she teased as she left the room.
"Not something you've seen for a few years, though!" he called back and was rewarded with her laugh.
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Sora hummed to herself as she flipped the pancake in the frypan. Though she wasn't a great cook, the one thing she could cook perfectly was pancakes, and Matt absolutely loved it when she made them.
As she waited for the other side to brown, she thought about Kari's newfound pregnancy. Though the other woman was three years younger than herself, Sora had to admit that while Kari might be ready for a baby, she was definitely not. Sora didn't think that she could handle being a mother. Maybe she just wasn't mature enough to take it.
"SORA!" Matt called from his room. "Have you seen my socks?"
Sora rolled her eyes. Honestly, the two of them were like a married couple. Even worse, if possible.
"Top drawer, underneath your Batman boxers!" she called back.
Wait a minute. Married couple? Where had that come from?
Though it rang a bell...
*flashback*
Matt smiled slightly as Sora rested her head on his shoulder, tired of crying.
"I just don't know, Matt. It's as if every guy I meet isn't right or something," she sighed.
"I feel the same way sometimes."
"What if we never find the right person? What if we're alone for the rest of our lives?"
"I seriously doubt that's going to happen, Sora."
She turned to him, her eyes blazing. "Just say that it does! What then?"
Matt bit his lip. "Well..."
"Most people I know are already engaged or married, Matt! I had it all planned out! I wanted to be married or at least engaged by 25!"
He smiled again. That was Sora all over. Always had to have everything planned out, to the second.
"I'll make you a deal then. If neither of us are in a relationship by the age of 25, we'll marry each other."
Her eyes widened. "Are you serious?"
He laughed. "Oh, come on. I'm not that bad."
She pulled a face. "It's not that, Matt. It's just...would you? Marry me?"
Matt looked her right in the eyes. "Yes, Sora. I would."
*end flashback*
Sora shook her head. She hadn't thought he meant it, but somehow he'd talked her around. They'd had that promise for three years.
THREE YEARS?!
Sora closed her eyes, her heart racing. Three years. That meant that they turned 25 this year. And that meant...
She opened them again. No. He wouldn't remember anyway. This was Matt. He couldn't remember where he put his car keys, let alone a promise he made three years ago.
"Where are my car keys?!"
See.
As she went to help him look, something raced through her mind.
If he remembered...would she go through with it?
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Matt sang along to the song on the radio, keeping his eyes on the road. It's not that he wasn't a good driver; it was just because Sora would scream at him if he didn't look where he was driving.
Speaking of which...Sora had been very quiet since they'd left the house. It wasn't really like her to be so silent. She wasn't exactly a loudmouth, but being quiet was definitely unusual.
"Anything you want to tell me?" he asked, reaching over to turn down the stereo. Sora glanced at him in surprise.
"No. Why?"
"Come on, Sora," Matt said dryly. "Give me some credit. I think I can tell when my best friend's upset about something."
Sora bit her lip. She hadn't really expected him to notice, but she supposed she should have known better. While Matt could be incredibly dense sometimes, he could also be really observant when he wanted to be. She'd just have to lie...
"Oh, just thinking about the new baby and all."
"Liar."
The flat accusation sent Sora immediately on the defense.
"How would you know?!"
"I know you better than that."
"The hell you do!"
Matt didn't answer, and Sora tried to calm down. It wasn't his fault that she couldn't stop thinking about the long-forgotten promise. It wasn't his fault he happened to be the closest one she could take her frustration and hesitancy out on.
The rest of the car ride was spent in silence. When Matt pulled into T.K and Kari's driveway, Sora quickly opened the door and stepped out of the car, closing the door and making her way to the front door of the house by herself.
"Don't bother waiting," Matt muttered to himself. "I'll catch up."
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"SORA!" Kari screamed as her long-time friend walked through the door. "It's been forever!"
The five months of being pregnant was definitely showing on Kari, but the happy woman had never looked better.
"Kari, it's been two weeks," Sora laughed as she hugged the person that she still saw as her little sister. Sora had missed Kari just as much as Kari had missed her, though she would never admit it.
"T.K.!" she greeted as the blonde walked in the room, dusting his hands and wiping them on his jeans. T.K. Takaishi smiled at Sora, his face lighting up.
"Hey, Sor! I'd give you a hug, but..." He indicated his dusty jeans that had paint splotches all over them. Sora rolled her eyes.
"Don't worry about it."
"Where's Matt?" Kari asked, looking behind Sora inquisitively. "I thought he'd be with you."
"Oh, he is," Sora replied quickly, and T.K. glanced at her curiously as the tone of her voice changed. "He was just taking his time to get out of the car, so I came along without him."
T.K. nodded and walked out of the front door to find his brother. Kari grabbed Sora by the shoulders and hauled her into the partially-completed nursery.
"Okay, what happened?" Kari demanded. Sora shrugged.
"Nothing."
"Don't 'nothing' me, Sora Takenouchi! I want to know what happened with Matt that's got you so riled up."
"I am not riled up, Kari!"
The brunette raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Try pulling the other leg, honey."
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Matt shut the car door, then winced as he heard it slam. He hadn't thought he'd pushed it that hard.
"What's gotten into you, big brother?"
Matt whirled around to face T.K. "Nothing."
"You would never treat your precious car so badly unless you were frustrated about something. Want to tell me what's up?"
"Not particularly."
T.K.'s eyes narrowed. "Excuse me for trying to be a good brother. Guess I know better than to ask again."
Matt stepped closer to his younger brother. "Yeah, I guess you do."
The two blondes glared at each other. The brothers looked so similar, one would mistake them for twins. Matt was just a little taller than T.K., but apart from that, they were almost identical, from their platinum blonde hair to their cerulean blue eyes.
"Takeru..." Matt warned.
"Yamato..." T.K. mimicked. "Don't give me that crap. Just because you're annoyed, does not mean you have to take it out on the first person to ask you what's wrong."
Matt deflated. "I know."
T.K. backed down, all smiles once more. "I know you know. Now do you want to tell me what's up?"
"I just had a small fight with Sora in the car. It's nothing big, it's just that she won't tell me why she's mad, and that's unlike her."
"Did you stop to think it might be about you, and that's why she's not telling you?"
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"So that's it," Sora finished, leaning back against the doorframe and sighing. Kari looked at her incredulously.
"That's it? That's what you're so worked up about?"
Sora glared at her. "It's important, okay?"
"Yeah, I know it is. But I think you're making to big a deal out of it. Cross that bridge when it comes to it, rather than giving yourself grey hairs over it when it might not come to pass."
"But what do I do if it does happen?"
"Then you decide. But don't start worrying about something that hasn't happened yet, and might never happen."
Sora smiled. "I guess."
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"And that is the meaning of life," T.K. concluded. Matt nodded in understanding.
"I see. And how will this help me figure out Sora?"
"Weren't you just listening?" T.K. asked indignantly. "I just gave you the answer!"
"You did?"
"Yes! The answer is: just let her be until she decides to tell you, because pushing her into talking is only going to make things worse."
Matt stared blankly at his brother. That's not what he told me at all...I think he's lost it ever since Kari became pregnant. Maybe living with a crazy woman 24/7 alters your mind...
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The four of them managed to get through the rest of the day without much more drama, except for the impromptu paint fight that T.K. and Matt started. When Sora and Matt waved goodbye to the Takaishis, they were in good spirits, and the drive home was comfortable once more.
"Matt?" Sora spoke up as they paused at a red light.
"Yeah?" he replied, turning to her.
"Let's never fight again."
Matt laughed. "Agreed."
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I know, it's not as good as my previous stuff, but I might be encountering the dreadful disease of *GASP* WRITER'S BLOCK! HELP!!!!! If you think of anything good to happen next chapter (that's realistic!) let me know.
Over and out,
digitalmonster911