Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ School Days ❯ Detention Hikari Style ( Chapter 2 )

Authors Notes: I just wanted to thank everyone who reviewed, every reviewed earned makes me really, really happy! I just wanted to thank lena-jade especially, for pointing out some things that I could fix! It means a lot! Well I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as the last one!

 

Synopsis: Hikari is hired at a high school, she quickly realizes that her dream job isn't really what she bargained for. Can Hikari make a difference in these children's lives?

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, nor do I support the ending of Zero Two, that is all!

School Days

By: Takerus Lost Angel

 

Hikari unlocked the door to her apartment, and pushed open the door. She could smell the sweet aromas of Takeru's cooking coming from the kitchen. She slipped her shoes off and padded across the hallway. Her apartment was beautifully decorated. The halls were lined with the numerous photos that she had taken over the years, while book cases were filled with some of Takeru's favourite stories, along with some of his own works. Her apartment was a fair size; it had a living room two bedrooms, an office, bathroom, and kitchen. She walked into the living room and plopped herself into the overstuffed couch.

 

“Hard day at the office?” Takeru chuckled while emerging from the kitchen; wrapped in an apron that said Kiss the Cook, and spoon in hand.

 

Hikari nodded meekly. “It's as if these kids hate the world. They have no, oh what's the word?” She yelled in frustration.

 

“Hope?” Takeru suggested.

 

“Yeah, hope.” She lingered on the word for a moment, it had been years since they ventured into the digital world, but Takeru was still the same Takeru that she met when she was eight. He was still filled with hope and life, always looking for the best in people. She looked at Takeru before continuing. “It's like they have no hope in themselves; it is as if all the light in them has been sucked out. I don't know what I'm going to do.” The young woman said in defeat.

 

Takeru smiled warmly at his wife. “It was only your first day. These children do not know you yet, give them time. Plus you will think of something, you always do.” Hikari smiled thankfully at her husband. She was so lucky to wind up with a guy as sweet as him. “Oh, honey by the way it is they do not, not don't.” He teased.

 

Hikari thought back to what she previously said, her cheeks flushed crimson, while hurling a pillow at her husband. Then again maybe he wasn't so sweet.

 

The two finished dinner quickly, talking about how the other digidestines were.

 

“Did you know Matt finally popped the question?” Takeru asked between mouthfuls of food.

 

Hikari's eyes widened. “Matt as in Yamato, your brother?” Takeru nodded his head. “That's wonderful! What did Mimi say?”

 

“Well she said `if you think I'm going to marry you with that so called ring you're sadly mistaken'.” Takeru said while laughing. “Then Matt said `I've invested too much money on you, for you to say no, so you better damn well marry me'.”

 

“That definitely sounds like Mimi. I'm so happy for them. Oh, that reminds me; Takeru will you remind me to call Taichi tomorrow.” Hikari asked while clearing the dishes.

 

Takeru raised a brow. “What do you need to call Tai about?”

 

“Well, with all this talk about marriage, I need to remind Tai about his and Sora's wedding anniversary.” Takeru looked at his wife skeptically. “Honestly, Takeru haven't you ever wondered why Taichi never forgets his anniversary? It is because I always call him to remind him.”

 

“I wish you would remind me about ours, it would help alleviate my forgetfulness.” Takeru replied pouting.

 

Hikari rolled her eyes as she made her way to the kitchen, to clean the dishes. It was only fair that she washed them, after all Takeru cooked supper. Once done the dishes, Hikari emerged from the kitchen to an empty room. Usually Takeru would watch some television after eating, so Hikari wondered where he could have run off too. His shoes were still by the front door, so he could not have left. Hikari turned her head to look down the hall towards the office and noticed the light was on. She walked down the hallway towards the light; she peered at her husband who was bent over his desk scribbling something down on a piece of paper. “What are you doing?” She whispered while peering over his shoulder.

 

Takeru hurriedly covered his work space. “I just thought of the perfect ending to my story.”

 

Hikari smiled brightly at him. “That's amazing Takeru, can I see?”

 

Takeru looked amusingly at his wife. “Hikari, you know the rules you can not read anything until the story is completely finished.” Hikari stuck her tongue out at him in defeat, before retreating to their bedroom.

 

The alarm clock pierced through the silent air, forcing Kari out of her peaceful sleep. She sleepily rubbed her eyes. This is it, her second day in that class. Her game plan was set, her motive and strategy was in check. No more misses nice girl! She kissed Takeru good-bye and made her way towards the school.

 

The air today was cooler then yesterdays, fall's warm air still lingered, but it would be in no time that the chill of winter would be upon them. Hikari walked the halls towards her classroom; she would take control from the very beginning. Class didn't begin for another half an hour, so she should have time to get some organizing done. She opened the door to her classroom and flicked the lights on. She screamed in shock as she came face to face with someone sitting in her desk. She looked at the figure apprehensively; he following similar suit.

 

“Akiyuki, class has not begun yet. However, if you wish to stay, by all means, do not let me stop you from what you are doing.” The young teacher said sweetly.

 

The young teen looked at the woman with skepticism. “Nah! I ain't in the mood to, listen to any of yer lectures.” He said flatly, while stuffing the book he was reading into his back pocket. He marched past the woman, with a sense of dignity in every step he took. The woman watched as he walked by her, glancing at his pocket she noticed the book he was reading. She chuckled at the boy, she never would have believed what he was reading if she didn't see it for herself.

 

Hikari was placing the finishing touches on her lesson plans, when the bell signaled the beginning of classes. Hikari stood from her desk and walked towards her door. She stood there greeting each student as they entered the class room. The Principal came over the intercom system, do enlighten students and teachers of important events. After the Principal was done his spiel about the lack of decorations for the upcoming dance, Hikari shut the door.

 

She was about to greet her class when the door swung open and Akiyuki came storming into the class. Hikari glanced at the boy. “Akiyuki, you just received yourself a detention after school.” She stated, while marking his tardiness on her attendance sheet.

 

Akiyuki's jaw dropped. “What da hell are you talking about?”

 

“You were late. If you are not in my class before the morning announcements are completed, you are late.” She said flatly.

 

The enraged teen glared harshly at the teacher before taking his usual seat. Hikari began her first class, language arts. She finished explaining to the class what a dangling modifier was, and handed out worksheets to her class. Many of the students looked at her with doubt, while others doodled on their sheets.

 

Katsu smirked, while she rolled her worksheet into a paper ball and through it at Fukashi. “Sweet! The teach is giving us free ammo.” Many of the students laughed along with her.

 

Hikari furrowed her brow, it was only half an hour into the day and she was already losing control of her class. She could see her perfect teaching record going down the tubes. Never would a school board ever hire her on, if she could not even handle a class of ten students. “ENOUGH!” The class stopped what they were doing to look at the teacher. “I've had enough; it's time to set some rules.”

 

Hikari grabbed a large sheet of paper and placed the title A-7 Classroom Rules! She looked at the class with a menacing stare. “Rule Number One! There is absolutely no talking, while others are speaking!” A few groans were heard among the crowd, but Hikari dismissed them with a wave of her hand. “Rule Number Two! Everyone is to be in class on time, no exceptions. Rule Number Three! There is no running, screaming, yelling, talking on cell phones, sleeping in class, or throwing paper balls and/ or paper planes!” She looked directly at Katsu. “Rule Number Four! All homework assigned the previous day, is to be submitted first thing in the morning. Rule Number Five! Respect one another.” Hikari smiled at her rules.

 

“What if we don't follow them?” Meitetsu remarked smartly.

 

“If you do not comply with the rules, you will have detention.” Hikari replied forcefully.

 

“We ain't welcomed in there.” Saori replied. “They can't handle us.”

 

“Who said you were going to the detention office. You will be serving detention with me. If that is not enough then you will be banned from any sports, clubs or committees you are involved in, as well any fun activities in class.” Hikari explained. “Now, that that is settled, I want those worksheets all finished for tomorrow.”

 

Most of the day went by with very few interruptions. Reji was sent home after starting a food fight in the cafeteria. The fight actually impressed Hikari, considering the food fight Daisuke and Takeru started was nothing compared to the one that happened today. There was so much food thrown around that it is going to take the custodial staff the next month to clean the place. Lessons in the class room were slow. It took Hikari over an hour to explain how to balance a chemistry equation. Math class was cut short due to an “unplanned” fire drill. All in all the day seemed to run smoothly.

 

The final bell rang signaling the end of the day, all the remaining students ushered out of the classroom leaving behind a very bored looking Akiyuki. Hikari sat at her desk ignoring the teen in front of her. She continued to work out tomorrow's lesson plan, when she heard Akiyuki's chair scrap across the floor. Hikari looked up from her work and looked at the boy.

 

“Well, what do you want me to do? Write lines, sweep the floor, or bash the chalk erasers together?” He asked grumpily.

 

“Well you can read if you want.” She said calmly as she resumed working on her lesson plan. Akiyuki stared at the teacher in disbelief. “Or you can scrap gum from under the desks; I know Tsukimi has a whole wad under there.” Akiyuki looked at his teacher in disgust, before retreating back to his desk.

 

“You know, you don't have to pretend you understand us. No one does.” He said before opening his book.

 

Hikari looked curiously at the boy. He showed this tough exterior in front of his friends, but deep down he really cared. He reminded her a lot of all her friends. He was quiet and ornate like Ken and Iori. He had a short fuse temper like Daisuke; he spoke his mind like Miyako, and cared passionately about something like Takeru. Indeed this boy was complicated. Just maybe, she could get through to him and he would open up. If she could only get through to one person, she hoped it would be him. Not that she would mind if she inspired the others, but this boy had something about him that made him different.

 

Did you know: This entire story that I am writing is based on a famous quote, from an amazing book. One of my most cherished stories, if you have not read “To Kill A Mocking Bird” by Harper Lee, then you are missing out on such an amazing book. I thought that I would share with you, the quote, I picked:

 

“You never really understand a person until you consider things from their point of view - until you climb into his skin and walk around in it” -Lee, To Kill A Mocking Bird.