A/N: I'm back…again! Yay! I'm totally getting back on track, and with Courage Sun by my side, I'm sure I can conquer horrific writer's block! WOO!
Thanks for reviewing. Glad I've improved. Hope this next chapter is to your liking as well.
Oh, and in this fic the whole "A Very Digi-Christmas" thing with Tai, Sora, and Matt never happened! Okay?! It does not exist!
Now that that (haha, two that's!) tiny detail is covered, let's continue!
This chapter is dedicated to Courage Sun for all of her helpful advice on starting this up. Her opinion means a lot to me. She's like my….writing associate or something.
Davis: Associate?! She can't even spell that!
Me: Where on earth did you come from?
Izzy: I'm not sure he's even from earth. We should run some tests! (connects wires to Davis' brain)
Davis: NOOOOO!!!!
Anyway, Davis thinks he's getting some sort of award for being basically the main focus of this chapter, aside from Sora. I wonder if he'll notice if I buy a plastic trophy from the dollar store. Haha.
Enjoy this chapter, because it's full of random idiotic moments and tons of rambling speeches and dialogue!
One Month Later…
Sora lay on her bed in her tangled sheets, staring up at her ceiling. She felt distant from everybody. She hadn't gone to the coffee outing the day before because she didn't want to face Tai. It would have made the entire time awkward, not only for them, but for all of the Digi-Destined. She didn't want to ruin their time, so she simply just didn't go. She found herself wondering if Tai had.
She had been drowning in her misery ever since that night. She had barely gone out, except to work at her mother's flower shop and even her mom had noticed that something was off about her. She came home and would head straight to her room where she'd lay there for hours in pajamas. She knew she was wasting her summer away. She hadn't gone to tennis practice in weeks and was pretty sure she didn't have a shot in the summer competition and she hadn't gone out to the soccer fields to just play around in a while. She suddenly longed for it. She longed for the clean air; the smell of the fresh cut grass. She wanted to feel relief as she kicked the soccer ball and it soared into the net. She wanted to feel okay, but she didn't want to go alone. Normally she went with Tai and sometimes Davis or Ken would tag along. It was a thing they all liked to do. It helped take their mind off of things. But she knew Tai would not be coming to this one.
She glanced at her cell phone sitting across the room on her desk. She hadn't touched it in a while. She rolled off of her bed and sauntered over to her desk to retrieve it. Ten missed calls. Eight text messages. They were reminding her about the coffee outing and then asking her why she hadn't come when she didn't show. She ignored them and looked through her contacts for a number.
It rang once. Twice. Three times. Nobody picked up, well except for the voicemail. "Hey, this is Ken-" He obviously wasn't available to play soccer. Sora shrugged and hung up. She wouldn't bother to leave a message. It was time for the last resort out of Tai and Ken. She searched for his number in her phone and waited, but not patiently, for him to pick up.
"Hey Sora." He had answered. Davis had picked up her call. She wondered for a second if she'd regret inviting him to go play soccer. She silently contemplated if she should hang up for a moment. "Sora, you there?"
She decided that she needed to get out, even if it was with the weirdo goggle head. Besides, he was inane. Maybe he had the ability to cheer her up, if anyone. "Yeah, sorry. Hey, are you busy?"
"If you consider trying to color pictures in my Spider Man coloring book with my toes busy, then yes. It's quite hard to get a good grip on a crayon."
Sora laughed a little and it wasn't forced. It came out naturally. Davis was funny without even knowing it. She could just see him sitting in his room with a crayon in between his toes trying to color in the lines and going ballistic when it didn't work.
"Glad you think that's funny." Davis said. "Anyway, why?"
"I want somebody to hang out with. I've been kind of lonely."
"Wouldn't you normally ask Tai or Matt? Or even the entire Digi-Destined before me?" She knew Davis would react in a way close to this.
"I feel like playing some soccer. And Tai and Ken are busy." Well, that was partly truthful. "I don't think Matt would like that much and you just seemed like a good fit."
"Well, sure. I'm free."
"Really? Are you sure you're not preoccupied with Spiderman?"
"Yeah. Spidey can wait. I'll meet you at the field in fifteen minutes?"
"Sounds great." Sora smiled. She'd finally have some company. "See you then." They exchanged goodbyes and hung up.
She quickly changed into a pair of red athletic shorts and a white tank top. She found her cleats sitting in the corner of her room along with her soccer ball. She pulled on her cleats and grabbed her ball, then headed out the door. Her mother was in the living room watching her favorite soap opera. She looked at Sora with such a shocked expression that Sora thought she might faint. "Sora, you're going out!"
"Yeah. I invited Davis to go play some soccer."
"That's nice, but don't you usually go with Tai?"
Sora cringed. She was hoping she wouldn't have to hear his name again. Every time she heard it; every time that one syllable word hit her ears, she instantly felt sick. She felt weak at the knees. "He's got plans." She said simply and headed towards the door.
"Oh, well okay. Have fun." She said, and as Sora shut the door behind her, her mom beamed. She hated seeing Sora held up in her room like it was a jail cell. She couldn't quite fathom what was going on with her lately though. She just hoped it was getting better. If Sora needed her, she'd talk to her.
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"Davis! Mom says you have to make dinner tonight!" Jun yelled at her brother as he was nearing the door. He came to a stop, clenching his fists at his side. Shit, he almost had a clean break. He was almost clear of Jun. So close. He turned to face his sister who sat on the couch in the living room with the phone glued to her ear. She was babbling to her friend about how she scored tickets to The Teenage Wolves next concert. Only after she harassed every ticket selling company through phone calls and emails, of course.
"Jun!" Davis whined. "Can't you do it? I'm going out to look for a job!" Davis had no idea where that lie came from.
"You're only fourteen, idiot! And why would you being looking for a job? That's a lame excuse!"
"It's true! They're hiring down the street at that Chinese place!"
"The one that always scams me?! I never get my fortune cookies! I want to know if Matt and I will get married! Damn Chinese people!" Davis rolled his eyes. He wondered if she'd ever get over Matt. It was getting extremely irritating. She continued on with her rant about Chinese food and Matt. Davis took that as an opportunity to slip out of the apartment and hit the sidewalk running. He laughed to himself maniacally and then stopped when he got a strange look from a guy wearing a suit and carrying a brief case.
"Oh, I'm an important business man in a suit! Look at my red tie. I'm going to laugh at a dorky child who laughs evilly to himself." Davis mocked him under his breath. He really needed to stop talking to himself.
He neared the field and saw Sora kicking around a soccer ball. Good, because he just remembered that he had forgotten to grab his himself. He ran up to her. "Hey!"
"Oh, you're here!" She kicked the ball up into her hands. Davis noticed that the life seemed to be gone from her smile as she tried to force one. Her auburn hair was a tangled mess and although make-up had never really been Sora's thing, her face was pale and her expression lifeless. Something was definitely wrong with her, but what? He decided it'd be rude to ask.
"Yep!" He still tried to act cheerful. After all, didn't his carefree mood rub off on people? "Let's play, but make it interesting. How about a bet?"
"Okay." She agreed, nodding. "If I win, you have to…" She trailed off, thinking. "You have to tell Izzy that his dashing computer skills sweep you off your feet!"
Davis chuckled. "Deal! And if I win, you have to tell me what's wrong."
Sora looked bewildered then. Her sadness must have been obvious, although she hadn't been trying to make it seem that way. She also chose to call Davis because he was quite oblivious, but maybe she had underestimated him.
"Uhhh, deal." She said reluctantly, and the bet was made. The soccer ball was dropped and the game began.
They dashed up and down the field, battling for the win. Davis was a challenge, considering Sora was a little rusty with her skills. Most of the time he had the upper hand, but just when he thought it'd be easy, Sora would steal the ball or make some tricky move that caught him off guard. She was a good opponent.
They didn't know how long they had been playing, but the score was tied at three. They were both sweating profusely and gasping for air. There was nothing like an excruciating game of soccer under the hot sun, which was beginning to go down around now. "Next goal wins." Davis said tiredly after they had gotten a drink of water from the fountain. Sora didn't protest. They were off again.
Sora felt like she was flying. It felt so good to be outside and playing a game she loved with a friend. She seemed to forget about everything. The only thing that mattered was the game and kicking Davis' ass! The energy she suddenly acquired was amazing. Oh, how she loved adrenaline rushes.
She had a perfect shot at the goal. She could win. The imaginary audience in her mind cheered for her. However, she was thinking it over too much, and it gave Davis just enough time to steal it from her and start running down the field. Sora wasn't far behind. It wasn't like she lost by a mile, but the closer Davis got to the goal, the weaker she felt. Was it because she was becoming closer and closer to losing the bet? To telling Davis about her ordeal that had been eating away at her? She didn't know, but she could feel the energy being drained from her. She made a feeble attempt at getting under Davis' feet with her own to get the ball away from him, but he didn't even stumble and poised himself to kick the ball. Caught up in the moment and what his goal would mean, she immediately got the urge to tackle him, and listened to it. The ball went flying towards the goal and Davis crashed to the grass with Sora on top of him.
"Sora, this isn't football!" Then he thought over what he had just said. "Wait, don't they call soccer football in England or something? So, technically this is football? Wait, no. I'm not British!" He rambled on and on and then came to an abrupt halt when he saw the ball sitting in the goal. "I win!" Sora was a lot heavier than she looked! He felt crushed underneath her. "Hey Sora?"
"Yes, Davis?"
"Can you get off of me?" He asked, and she rolled off of him and landed in the grass.
Davis sat up and grinned. "So, despite your efforts to bring me down, I still won. So what's wrong?"
"Crossing the street without looking for cars, running a red light, giving a police officer the middle finger, robbing a bank, cheating in a game of monopoly, need I say more?"
"Cheating in monopoly? Where'd that one come from?!" Davis was currently distracted, as Sora was hoping. She was veering away from the question.
He looked at Sora, waiting. "Because Tai cheated in monopoly once! And I was going to win! I was so close, Davis! I had way more properties than him! I had the boardwalk!" She went on hysterically and then her face expression contorted from anger to sadness and she burst into tears.
A befuddled Davis desperately tried to comfort her. "Sora, are you okay?"
"It's Tai, Davis!" She cried through tears.
"I'm real sorry he cheated at monopoly, Sora, but-"
"No! That's not it!"
"Then what? You're confusing the hell out of me, Sora. What does monopoly have to do with anything?" He moved closer to her. "Sora, you can tell me. Forget about the bet. Don't tell me because you lost a bet, tell me because you want someone to talk to." He surprised himself at how capable of being compassionate he was proving to be.
"It's going to sound stupid!"
"Sora, do you think anything could sound stupid to a guy like me?" She shook her head. "Exactly, now spit it out."
"Tai kissed me."
"You're crying because Tai kissed you? Is he a bad kisser? I mean, why else would you be crying? I would think you'd love it if Tai kissed you! Unless I was wrong about my suspicion! I am wrong a lot. I wonder--" He didn't get to finish.
"Davis!" Sora shouted. "It's not the fact that he kissed me! At least, not all of it! He ran away after he did like he couldn't bear to look at me or something! We haven't spoken in a month and I've barley left my room! And I miss him! He has the Crest of Courage, but he's acting like a stupid coward!"
"And you have the Crest of Love, Sora. And what are you doing? You have been locked up in your room with your thoughts practically going insane and not talking to him! Aren't you supposed to go to him and tell him you're feelings?!" Sora was speechless. How could Davis say that to her? How could he out of all people make it impossible for words to form in her mind? "If you two were in danger in the Digital World, your Digimon wouldn't be able to digivolve because neither of your crests would glow! You'd both die!" He made motions with his hands of them being shredded to pieces and obnoxious sound effects. "Tai and Sora. Obliterated! Gone! Finished! Terminando!"
Sora gawked at him. "Was that in Spanish?"
"I'm not really sure." He pondered that for a moment. "Anyway…" He stopped, unable to continue. "Awh! You totally ruined my speech! I was on a roll!"
"Sorry." Sora apologized, now feeling bad. He had been trying to help and she had to interrupt with a question of what language he was speaking. She sighed. "But you are making sense, Davis. Really, you're right. But I guess I'm a coward too because I just can't face him."
"Well, then. We'll have to work on that." He grinned at her, his famous smile. The one that was similar to Tai's trademark grin. It made Sora think of him. Is that why she'd chosen Davis to talk to? Not just because he played soccer or was an idiot, but because he reminded her of Tai? It sort of made her feel like she was using Davis in some weird twisted way that she couldn't explain, nor comprehend. And when Davis hugged her as if to make her feel better because he was lost of what else to say, Sora's mind couldn't help but imagine it being Tai instead.
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"Ha! I win! Again!" Izzy had gained an extreme liking to online chess. He liked to beat random people across the world. It made him feel dignified somehow. Suddenly a new email alert popped up on his computer and he clicked on it, despite the fact that it could just be spam again. He hadn't known how he'd gotten signed up to a site that sold lingerie, but he did know that he'd never lend his laptop to Mimi ever again.
Only it wasn't spam, or a coupon for a free pair of panties from Victoria's Secret. It was from Gennai. With wide eyes, Izzy clicked on it. It had been a while since Gennai had contacted him, and he had a feeling that he wasn't emailing him just to say hi.
A/N: Wow. I just want to keep on writing and writing and writing! It's amazing! I've really got my drive back. Who knows, I might start another chapter within a few hours. I really like how my new writing flows. It's really improved since Head Games. If you compare the first two chapters of those to these, you'll find so many differences!
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