Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ School Days ❯ Department Store Encounters ( Chapter 8 )

Author's Notes: Tsk tsk, I am so bad sometimes. I can not believe that it has taken me this long to update. I have been uber busy with school and work, plus Christmas holidays are fastly approaching which does not leave me any time to write either. Gah! Well enough my ranting, thank you to all that reviewed, your reviews mean so much to me! So, here is the next installment!

 

School Days

By: Takeru's Lost Angel

 

Christmas was quickly approaching; the streets and shops seemed to be splitting at the seams as busy Christmas shoppers tried to finish their last minute shopping.

 

“Arg!” The raven hair woman scratched her head in frustration. “I have no idea what I should get Taichi.” She whined as she waddled through the large department store.

 

“Seriously Sora, for being his best friend for how many years, and oh wait being his wife, you sure suck at this Christmas thing.” Miyako chastised, while picking up a computer game.

 

“Oh yeah? So you're telling me you already got Ken a gift?” The older woman raised her brow.

 

“Well, not exactly; but I do have a good idea of what to get him.” The purple hair girl mumbled. “Hey what about you Meems?”

 

Mimi turned her gaze from the black mini dress on the rack to face the other woman. “Yamato and I aren't getting each other anything. We need some money for the baby.” She smiled innocently.

 

Hikari cringed at the conversation unfolding around her. All of them had University degrees yet talked as if they were back in middle school. Next they would be giggling and whispering oh so and so likes you. She kicked at the scuff on the floor not wanting to be in the same vicinity as them. Ever since getting up this morning she had been in a foul mood. Especially to poor Takeru, if he did not leave when he did, the frying pan would have made a nice dent on the side of his face.

 

“What about you Hikari, you done all you're Christmas shopping?” Miyako questioned, while pushing the stroller in front of her.

 

Hikari nodded simply. “I have been done my shopping for a while now.”

 

The three women groaned at Hikari's promptness, and continued on with their discussion. Hikari wandered the department store aimlessly, a habit she only recently picked up since being fired. She casually walked towards the electronics department, having no interest in it since Koushiro tried to explain the difference between mono and stereo, only causing more distaste in it. She noticed a few lone figures hovering around, what she deemed expensive equipment.

 

“Dude, come on! If you want to hang out with us, take it.”

 

“I am not too sure.”

 

“Stop talking like a stiff! Take it, no one's looking.”

Hikari inched herself closer to the small group, trying to gain a better look.

 

One of the patrons's picked up the player and began to stuff it in his bag. Hikari gasped at who she saw. “AKIYUKI! Put that down, right now!”

 

All of the preteens turned to look where the voice came from. A very cross looking woman stood before them. “You know better then that put it down.” She said slowly and dangerously.

 

“Dude who is this? Your mom?” One of the preteen laughed.

 

“I can't believe you shop with your mom, what a loser!” Another teased.

 

“She's not my mom, she's my old teacher.”

 

The two other preteens laughed. “We'll meet you outside Akiyuki.”

 

Hikari stared at her former student before her; anger, sadness and joy all mixed together. On the flip side Akiyuki was staring at her with more of a cold resentment tone.

 

“What the hell are you doing?” Hikari demanded, forgetting her manners and the fact she was in a public place.

 

“Excuse-me?” Akiyuki countered. “Last time I checked you weren't my mother and you were definitely not my teacher.”

 

“What are you going to do Akiyuki? Throw your life away for a bunch of losers. You have so much potential, but at the first sight of change you are going to throw it all away and run.”

 

Akiyuki seethed. “Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? You are no better then I am! Running scared are we?”

 

“What are you talking about?” Hikari questioned, her blood boiling. She was not going to let him talk back to her like that.

 

“You ran away! You were too afraid to come back and fight. Asuna told us you were fired! Yet you still ran and hide instead of fighting back for your job. You think you're so much better then me, but you're wrong.”

 

“This is different Akiyuki, what happened with that is none of your concern. However, what you were about to do is stupid and reckless. And even though I am not your teacher, I am not going to sit back and watch you throw your life away.”

 

“Answer me this, how are we suppose to believe in ourselves, if the person who taught us so much can't even believe in herself?”

 

Hikari stared dumbfounded at the boy in front of her. Akiyuki pushed past her not once looking back. She looked on as the form disappeared before her, his words echoing through her head.

 

Hikari paced across her kitchen floor awaiting the arrival of Takeru. She looked at the clock on the wall; he was supposed to be home an hour ago. She was about to call his cell phone when the door flung open.

 

“Hikari, I am home.” He called from the front hall, as he took his shoes off. “How's my baby?”

”I am fine.” She eyed him skeptically.

 

“No not you Hikari; my other baby.” He walked towards Hikari and rubbed her belly.

 

Hikari pushed his hand away and laughed. “Do not do that. It is weird and creepy.” She giggled between laughs.

 

Takeru shrugged his shoulders as he grabbed a soda from the refrigerator. “So, how was your day?”

 

“Interesting…” She replied smiling, hoping that Takeru did not see through her. She really did not want to talk about what happened today, the best thing to do is change the subject. “Oh, I almost forgot.” She handed Takeru an envelope.

 

“What is this?” He questioned, while opening the small envelope.

 

“I know Christmas is not for a couple more days, but I have to give you your present early.” She smiled innocently.

 

Takeru pulled the paper out of the envelope. “Its a plane ticket, for London.” He stated, raising his brow.

 

“I know; it is so you can go to that Writer's Convention that you have been talking about non stop for the last couple of months.”

 

“But, Hikari that convention is in two days that means I would not be home for Christmas.” Takeru stated sadly.

 

“I know, but you have wanted to go for so long. Plus it would be great for developing your writing skills and you could open up your series to other markets. I do not want you to miss out on this opportunity.” She stated in determination. “Do not worry about me, I have talked it over with Sora and she said I could spend Christmas with them.”

 

Takeru smiled weakly at his wife. “Thank-you Hikari, it is a sweet gift, but I can not go.”

 

Hikari placed a finger on his lips. “Do not say you can not go, at least think about it.” Takeru nodded his head. “So, what do you want to eat?”

 

“It does not matter to me.” He said with a hint of sadness.

 

Author's Notes: Sorry for it being so short, it is a filler chapter to sort of foreshadow for the next couple chapters! I do not know about you guys, but I kind of miss Hikari working at the school? I do have to agree with a lot of you, I do think Wataru is an ass, but he is doing his job…well until next time!