Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Love Is A Battlefield ❯ Epilogue: Points- Practicality ( Chapter 7 )

Love Is A Battlefield

Epilogue- Points: Practicality

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Disclaimer: Digimon and all related characters are not mine. The title comes from the song sung by Pat Benatar, written by Mike Chapman and Holly Knight so it doesn't belong to me either. No money, don't sue.

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So that night we went back to Tokyo and met up with Jen, Shuichon, and Kenta (along with their digimon) in the park. It took until almost 1:00 a.m. for Cyberdramon to devolve... Rapidmon, Taomon, and Antylamon took turns battling with him and whenever he got too aggressive, MarineAngemon was there to calm him down. But, after much work, the result was a very groggy Monodramon who Ryo had to carry home.

During the time at the park, we mostly stood or sat around and chatted... occasionally yelling encouragements to the fighting digimon (mostly for them not to cause too much property damage.) I pointedly ignored the smug, knowing looks Jen started giving me as soon as Ryo and I showed up together.

Punk.

He got his just dessert though when a very... interesting... thing happened. Rapidmon had taken the first turn battling Cyberdramon... then came Taomon. Then Taomon started to get tired, it was Antylamon's turn. As Antylamon began to battle, Shuichon ran up to stand by Kenta and MarineAngemon. (They were standing close to the fight in case they were needed suddenly.) As she got close to him, she tripped. At the same time, Kenta had been turning, about to say something to her. Falling, she grabbed onto him and he reached out to catch her... resulting in a very tight embrace.

The look on Jen's face was hilarious! Terriermon had to work quickly to calm him down.

Shuichon and Kenta turned so red that you could see it in the dark. They straightened up after the shock wore off and apologized, but didn't separate very far.

After that, I quit watching them... mostly because it was really hard not to laugh (especially with Jen muttering annoyed older-brother things to himself and shooting them grouchy looks.)

I walked over to Ryo, who had taken a seat against the same low wall that we sat at two weeks ago. He was watching the battle intently and didn't notice when I came up to him so I nudged his leg with my foot. Startled, he looked over and smiled, moving over to make room for me. I sat down, not leaning against him but not leaning away from him either.

He started talking but I just let his voice flow around me, not really hearing what he was saying, just nodding and making noises of vague agreement when necessary. I settled against the wall, found his hand, and took it in mine. It was larger and warmer than mine, dry, and had a few calluses. His grip was firm but gentle... it felt good.

I could get used to this.

The Beginning

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"My days are brighter
My sky a deeper blue
My nights are sweeter
When I'm with you

There's a difference in
Living and living well
You can't have it all
All by yourself
Something's always missing
'Til you share it with someone else
There's a difference in living and living well"

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"We're hanging right on the edge now baby
The wind is getting stronger
We're hanging on by a thread now honey
We can't hold on much longer
It's a long way down but it's too late

If I fall you're going down with me
You're going down with me baby if I fall
You can't take back every little chill you give me
You're going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah

Ooh baby I couldn't get any higher
This time I'm willing to dance on the wire
If I fall...If I fall"

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Author's Notes- Bet you all thought I forgot about Shuichon and Kenta! Ha-ha! How could I forget them? Hope you liked that little insertion. ^__^ I wonder if anyone noticed that I structured the story like a round in the Digimon card game... (I'm so sneaky! ^_~) Not sure when I'll write anymore stories in this little timeline... it depends on when my muses demand it. Thank you for reading this far... please let me know what you thought of the whole thing. Oh! The song 'Living And Living Well' belongs to George Strait and all sorts of record type people. 'If I Fall You're Going Down With Me' belongs to the Dixie Chicks and their record type people. And, don't for get to read the omake!

Sore ja!

Riah-chan

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Ruki_and_Ryo/

...because everyone needs a little R&R.

"Well, then there'll be just one less person to poke fun at you, right pumpkin."

"Tashika ni kimi wa Queen, kedo dattara ore ga King da na!"