Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ School Days ❯ Taichi's Dirty Little Secret ( Chapter 4 )

Author's Notes: So here is another installment for School Days, I hope you all are enjoying it so far I have to admit I'm having a pretty good time writing it. My hours are finally cut at work, so hopefully I'll be able to update more often. I've come to realize that after I'm done school days I will not be writing any new fics, I have to update and revise some of my older stuff, then I'll write new!

 

Synopsis: Hikari is hired teacher at the local middle 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: Haven't we've been through this enough times, I do not own Digimon or make any profit from it. So get over it!

 

School Days

By: Takeru's Lost Angel

 

 

 

Hikari pranced around her living room humming to herself; three days had passed since the `incident' involving Akiyuki, however, she could not erase the engraved memory. She constantly tried to keep herself busy, but the images of Akiyuki being slammed up against the locker flooded back to her. How could someone dismiss what happened so quickly? Akiyuki would not look at her. The dance was approaching fast and she knew she needed to be in a better mood if she were to chaperone. She twirled around the sofa one last time, before bumping into Takeru.

 

“…and I thought you were the better dancer of the two.” He teased half-heartedly, while pulling his wife into an embrace.

 

“I am.” She stated as a matter of fact, while she and Takeru swayed to the non-existent music. After a few moments, Hikari pulled away from her husband. “Takeru, why did you fight Ken?”

 

Takeru sighed while looking at his wife. “Hikari, we've been through this. I had to fight Ken to make him realize that what he was doing was wrong.”

 

Hikari shook her head. “Takeru, violence does not solve anything.” She argued, gazing into his azure eyes.

 

Takeru furrowed his brow in frustration. “Hikari…” He said softly. “Sometimes violence is the only thing that works. Look at my brother and Taichi, if those two did not fight, they wouldn't be the friend they are today.”

 

“But…”

 

Takeru placed a finger on her lips to silence her. “Let me finish, sometimes actions speak louder then words. If you just say something, it may not have as much of an effect as if you acted out.” His brow twitched as he tried to explain things. “Hikari, answer me this; why did you fight in the Digital World?”

 

Hkari thought for a moment. “We fought…” Takeru shook his head, to correct his wife. “I fought in the Digital World to keep the peace. I was sick and tired of all the innocent digimon's getting hurt. It was not fair. Just because I fought does not mean I agree with our actions. I still believe that there was another way.”

 

Takeru groaned, realizing that is wife was not budging from her beliefs. “Right Hikari, I can picture it right now; walking up to Piedmon and saying `please stop fighting, you are hurting them.' I can see Piedmon, really changing his ways.”

 

Hikari looked at the floor in defeat; the one person who she thought would be on her side was not. She thought about what he said, the more she thought about it; the funnier it seemed to be. To actually believe that Piedmon would stop what he was doing if she asked him was a hilarious thought. She chuckled to herself, maybe fighting had it's time and place, and maybe just maybe Takeru and Akiyuki were right. You can not just sit on the side lines and smile, no you have to go out and do something, anything.

 

Hikari flipped through her student's papers as she marked them. Class had ended a few minutes ago and lunch had just taken place. Hikari was about to leave when five figures walked into her class room. Hikari looked oddly at them. “Can I help you?”

 

The five nervously looked at each other before all replying at once. “We don't have dates for the dance.”

 

Hikari chuckled quietly. “Well have you asked anyone?” The all nodded in unison. “…and?”

 

They all said no.

 

Hikari looked at the boys in amusement; this reminded her of the time that Takeru, Daisuke, and Ken were asking her advice on how to get themselves dates for their senior prom.

 

Hikari sighed before looking at the boys. “Honestly, all I can say is to keep asking. Eventually one will say yes.” She smiled hopefully.

 

The boys shrugged and walked out of the classroom, disappointment evident in every step they took. Hikari sighed, wishing there was something she could do. A smile soon began to spread across her face, she had an idea.

 

Class resumed shortly and Hikari began to teach her lessons. The boys sat at the back of the classroom, secretly whispering to one another, while the girls passed notes about the school dance. Hikari moaned, if she knew the dance would distract them this much, maybe she would not have told them. She tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for her class to settle down.

 

“As I was saying, if the angles of a triangle have to add up to one-hundred and eighty degrees, and you have a right angle triangle, what would the other angles be?” She questioned her class.

 

Asuna attentively raised her hand. “If you go to the dance with a boy, do you have to only dance with him, or do you have options?”

 

Hikari frowned. “We are not talking about the dance, as it is not important. Right now we are talking about math.”

 

Isa raised her hand. “But, the dance is important. You can't go to your first dance not knowing anything.”

 

Hikari glanced at the wall clock; the bell would be ringing any minute. It was useless to try and fill their heads with knowledge. “Girls, I would like to speak with all of you after class.”

 

The girls looked at their teacher in astonishment. Were they getting detention because they asked a simple question? If this was how it was going to be in Takashi-sensei's class, then there was hell to pay. The boys ushered out of the class, laughing at the girl's misfortunes. For once it was them getting the wrath of Takashi, and not them. Katsu stuck out her tongue at the boy's retreating forms.

 

Hikari strummed her fingers across her desk, how could she put this lightly. She looked at the girls; the girls looked at her, not one of them breaking the awkward silence. Hikari took a deep breath inward. “Have any of you girls found dates for the dance yet?”

 

All the girls looked at Hikari in amazement, was there teacher actually talking to them about the dance and not detention? Saori was the first to speak. “Takashi-sensei, I don't know about the other girls, but I don't gots a date to the dance.”

 

The remaining girls nodded in full agreement. Hikari smiled wickedly. “What if I said I could find you dates?”

 

The girls squealed with delight. “You mean for every one of us?” Isa chirped. Hikari nodded simply.

 

“What's the catch?”

 

Hikari looked at Katsu. “I'm appalled that you would think I would be up to something.” Hikari spoke in a fake hurt voice. “It is a matter of fact that I know five perfectly good gentlemen that would be honored to escort you to the dance.”

The girls waited in anticipation for their teacher to continue. “It is fact that you know these students very well, they are your own classmates.” Hikari beamed

 

The girls groaned.

 

“Come on, it can not be that bad. You already know them, and at least you would not have to go alone.” She said smugly.

 

The girls all looked at each other. “I call Reiji!” Isa claimed. “He maybe quiet, but at least he's not a jerk like some others.”

 

The girls were shocked, did they just hear right. Did one of their own actually call someone? The girls looked at each other, before all yelling at once, not one of them wanting to be stuck with last pick.

 

“I call Eito! At least we have something in common, both have red hair!” Tsukimi teased.

 

“Fukashi is all mines! He sleeps in class, but he really is nice!” Asuna chimed.

 

Saori looked at Katsu; Katsu at Saori. “I don't want Meitetsu.” The two yelled in unison.

 

The two looked bitterly at each other. “I'd rather have detention, than go with him.” Katsu retorted.

 

“Well I'd rather wash all the dirty gym uniforms for a month, than go with him!” Saori seethed.

 

Hikari rubbed her temples in frustration. The girls were fighting over who they did not want to go to the dance with. Most often then not, majority of people would fight over who they wanted to go with. “What's wrong with Meitetsu?”

 

Katsu looked at her teacher in horror. “He's a player; he thinks he's soo cool with his sly remarks.” She shuddered at the thought.

 

Saori teased. “But he likes you oh so much.” She fluttered her eye lashes for added effect.

 

Katsu gagged. “Yet he doesn't get the hint that I don't like him.”

 

Hikari had to laugh, this reminded her of all the years Daisuke chased after her. Even after she was married he would still make the occasional comment that he was still infatuated with her. “Well there is only one way to settle this, heads Katsu goes with Meitetsu, tails Saori goes with Meitetsu.” Hikari tossed the coin in the air; everyone held their breath until the coin landed softly in Hikari's hand. “It's…heads.”

 

Katsu groaned, while Saori cheered. The girls left the classroom with pleasant smiles, well almost everyone. Katsu trudged behind the group slowly, occasionally giving a sideways glance at her teacher.

 

Hikari heaved a sigh of relief. She could not wait to see the expression on the boys faces, when she hooked them up unbeknownst to them. She knew tomorrow nothing would get done; everyone would be too excited about the dance. She looked down at her lesson plan; tomorrow she had planned on getting them ready for their practice entrance exams for high school. She crumpled the plan in her hands, tomorrow was only one day; they could start practicing on Monday. She tossed the paper in the garbage, before turning the lights off to her classroom.

 

The clock ticked annoyingly as Hikari strummed her fingers across the kitchen table. She had been waiting an hour, an incredibly painful hour. She glanced over at the clock for the one hundredth time, growling at its continuous ticking. “He's late.” She hissed, glaring at her husband.

 

Takeru looked up from the television to give his wife a goofy grin. “He's your brother remember?”

 

“Well I need to go through the music he has and deem what's appropriate. If it was not for the kids in my class, and this being their first dance I would have said no.”

 

“But you did not, so that is your fault.” He stuck his tongue out at her.

 

Hikari grabbed the magazine from the counter, and was about to throw it at her husband when there was a knock at the door. She placed the magazine down. “…saved by the door.”

 

Takeru shrugged. “You would have missed anyways.”

 

Hikari quickly picked the magazine up and chucked it at her husband, before running down the hall. He did not even see it coming. Hikari opened the door to an out of breath Taichi. “…and you call yourself a soccer player.” She said in a mock teasing voice.

 

Taichi pushed past his sister and walked into the living room. “Ko' nichi wa Takeru.” Takeru nodded his head in acknowledgement to the older mans greeting. “So where's Yamato?”

 

Hikari gave her brother a death glare. “He has already come and gone! Unlike some people I know he was actually on time!”

 

Taichi rolled his eyes. “I'm here aren't I?”

 

Hikari ignored her brother's comments as she strummed through the box of c.d.'s, placing ones that were appropriate to the side. She read one of the titles before giving her brother a skeptical glance. “The Spice Girls?”

 

Taichi looked horrified. “That's not mine! That's Sora's! I don't know how that got in there!” He stated defensively.

 

Takeru turned his head from the television. “I know how that got there.”

 

Taichi shot daggers at the young blond. “You know nothing!” He stated firmly.

 

“Oh your right, I must be thinking about the time you and Matt sang Britney Spears, to get out of detention.” Takeru said lightly. “Oh wait, were you not dared to dress as one of the Spice Girls and buy their c.d.? Takeru questioned casually.

 

Taichi's face turned a bright shade of crimson before he managed to look at his sister's tear stricken face from the laughter she was holding back. She placed the inappropriate c.d.'s back in the box and handed them to Taichi. “If you want I have some Backstreet Boys and N'Sync in the back, I can see you do not have them in your collection.”

 

Taichi snatched the box up and hastily made his way towards the door. “He looked at his sister one more time. “You're lucky you're my sister…” He glanced at Takeru. “…and you're lucky you married her!” He slammed the door shut.

 

“Tai we were only joking.” She yelled as the door was slammed in her face. She turned and looked at Takeru, no longer able to maintain a straight face.

 

Hikari took attendance as her class bubbled with excitement. The girls were huddled in one corner, while the boys were huddled in another. Each group discussing nothing other then the dance that would be taking place that night.

 

The young brunette cleared her throat. “Today is going to be a relaxing day.” The class looked at their teacher in suspicion. “I am quite pleased with all the dedication and co-operation that has been taking place over the last couple of weeks. So, instead of our usual lesson plans, we are going to decorate the gym.”

 

The class looked at her annoyingly. “I don't know whats worse; solving math problems or decorating a gym with cheesy decorations.” Asuna wagered.

 

`May I remind you, that those cheesy decorations were made by you?” Hikari pointed out as a matter of fact.

 

The class groaned one more time, while Hikari marched them down to the gymnasium. Decorating took the entire morning, only with minor delays. It came down to boys versus girls, the boys ideas differed from the views of the girls. However, with some quick thinking and compromising, it did not take long for the gym to be decorated.

 

The gym was in all honesty beautiful, light coloured paper chains laced the walls, while gold and Silver Star cut outs dangled from the ceiling. The girls created clouds out of tissue paper and hung them in opposite corners of the gym. The then took different colour streamers and strung them between the two clouds, creating a rainbow above the dance floor. The boys found some flood lights and created, colour panels to go over them, to give off different coloured light. The whole group then moved some tables to the back corner where the punch and snacks were to be set up. They also put some tables on the stage for the stereo system and speakers.

 

While the students were at lunch, Hikari managed to push all the desks to the back and sides of the classroom; creating a large open space in the center of the room. She plugged in a stereo and picked out a mixed c.d. out of Yamato's `personal stash' and placed it in the stereo.

 

The students filed into the class room, only to find it rearranged. “Takashi-sensei, what did you do to the class?” Tsukimi questioned, gazing at the large open space in the middle.

 

“Well, I thought that this being your first dance, you should all get a lesson in dancing.” The young teacher beamed, as the girls faces lit up like a candle on a birthday cake. “Well what are you all waiting for; girls go find your dates!”

 

The girls all sprang to life grabbing their respected partners that they `dibbed' last night, only a very bitter Katsu stood off to the side, hoping that her partner would not notice her.

 

Meitetsu cautiously walked towards Katsu. “I umm…take it yous didn't get the partner you wanted?”

 

Katsu shrugged her shoulders. “You could say that.”

 

Meitetsu swallowed the lump that was forming in his throat. “You knows, you don'ts hafta go with me if yous don't wants to. I'll understand.” He stated crestfallen.

 

The girl eyed the boy slowly. “It's aight, I'll goes wit'cha.”

 

Hikari smiled inwardly to herself, phase one complete; phase two dance lessons. “Alright class now hold your partner; like this.” Hikari rearranged her arms to the class, and showed them how they should be holding their partner.

 

“Like this?” Meitetsu questioned.

 

Hikari closed her eyes. “No Meitetsu, lift your hand so it is on Katsu's back, no lower.”

 

Meitetsu grinned sheepishly, while the class giggled.

 

Hikari turned the music on; a slow steady beat filled the room. “Now, I want you all too slowly sway to the music, look at your partners not the floor.”

 

“Ow! You're stepping on my foot Akiyuki!” Saori cried, as she tried to pull her feet out of the way of the death trap.

 

“Well if your feet weren't so big, I wouldn't step on them.” Akiyuki retorted.

 

“I said sway, not move!” Hikari cringed, as she heard more yelling coming from Katsu. The class continued dancing for the remainder of the day, there was no complaining from the class, unless you were partnered up with Meitetsu and Akiyuki. Hikari laughed those two were no worse at dancing then Taichi and Daisuke, for those two being soccer players neither of them had any eye foot co-ordination, when it came to dancing.

 

The class was dismissed as Hikari rearranged the classroom. She smiled at herself in only a few short hours, she would be seeing her students again, but this time in a brand new light.

 

 

Author's Notes: It's a bit longer then what I usually write for a chapter let me rephrase that, it's 2