Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ School Days ❯ Break In ( Chapter 10 )

Author's Notes: First of all thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, the reviews were sweet. I would like to mention to just a review, yes I do realize that using proper forms of words is awkward and very formal; however this is sort of what I created as one of Hikari's quirks. Hikari tends to forget to come out of teacher mode, I have a thing about using contractions, I don't know if it's because of writing sooo many university papers that have turned me off of using them. I know they are completely normal to use in speech, that's why all of the other characters use them; but when you're a teacher they try to drive it into your head not to use them, and in a weird twisted way Hikari is. I have no idea if this rambling has made any sense at all, but it sounded so much better in my head. Its part of the character development, eventually she'll learn to drop the formalness, and it is her first teaching position…tehehe!

 

Wow! I've got a lot of author notes, anyways very short chapter; another filler chapter! I promise you the next one is longer!!!

 

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: Do not own digimon under any circumstance!

 

School Days

By: Takeru's Lost Angel

 

 

Hikari nodded meekly as the pimple faced teen drone on about the rules of the printing process. She would have fallen asleep if it was not for his high pitched squeaky voice that made her ears ring. He threw her the bright red smock and said she could start on Monday. Hikari sighed, in three days she would have lowered herself from a teacher to photography technician. She pushed open the doors of the tiny shop, and slowly made her way down the street.

 

She was not sure where she was heading, but she just kept walking. She walked and walked until she found herself slowly coming to a halt. She had been to this place before, a place during happier times. A time where she was on top of the world, a time when she felt like someone, it was the time she was a teacher. She stared at the ice rink before her, memories flashing before her. She looked to her left; the large looming school building stared at her. She looked at her watch, it was a little after twelve. It was Christmas Holidays; no one should be at the school. Hikari smiled as she marched proudly towards the school.

 

As she approached the building, she paused remembering her encounter with Wataru, his words echoing in her head.

 

“I will not have teachers talk back to me. I have given you warnings and even have compromised with you, but you deliberately went against my orders. Did you not think what could have happened? What if one of their parents had come for them and they were not in class, then what? You may not like some of my rules, but I am responsible for everyone's actions in this school. I can not have teachers undermining me.”

 

“I can assure you, I was not trying to undermine you, sir.” Hikari pleaded, trying to reason with the principals, rash ranting.

 

“Hikari, you are…you're…fired!”

 

She shook her head violently; new memories of her and Akiyuki in the department store filled her head.

 

“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?”

 

She bit her lip in concentration. She had to do this, no she needed to do this. She had been putting it off for way too long; she did not want to be known as the girl behind the counter that developed photos. She did not understand or knew where this boost in confidence came from, but she liked it.

 

She crept around the building to the window on the east side of the school. The window she and the second generation digidestined used to access the computer room during the good old days. She climbed through the window, and began her descend down the halls. She crept down the hallway, following the familiar corridors. She stood outside A-7, her classroom. She sighed happily. This was the closest she had been to her classroom in a very long time.

 

She pushed open the door and breathed in a sigh of relief. The class was exactly as she remembered. She smiled genuinely for the first time. This was her second home, it was where she belong.

 

“It's about time you showed up.” A voice spoke from behind her. She turned around to come face to face with her former students.

 

“What are you doing here?” She questioned. “What you are doing is trespassing.”

 

“And what do you call what your doing?” Katsu spat, while moving from the door way, to take a seat in one of the desks.

 

Hikari chuckled. “Well I guess you got me there.”

 

“Why didn't you come sooner?” Reiji questioned, while giving his former teacher a firm gaze.

 

“What are you talking about?”

 

“We new you couldn't stay from this place, you love us too much!” Isa chimed.

 

“Were not stupid Takashi, we could hear Wataru through the door!” Meitetsu shouted.

 

“Calm down, we do not need to raise our voices.” She sighed; she did not understand how she was going to explain things.

 

“You don't need to explain yourself.” A male voice spoke from the door. The brown haired preteen stared intensely at her. “We all know you are weak!”

 

“Akiyuki!” Asuna shrieked. “Don't talk to Takashi that way.”

 

“Shove it Asuna, Takashi needs to hear it. She's too chicken to stand up to Wataru, she's a coward! Who is she to tell us who we should be when she can't even speak up for herself?”

 

Hikari's face faltered. “Akiyuki, if I could; I would fix everything in an instant!”

 

“Right, like I believe any of that crap.”

 

“Akiyuki, you have to believe me.” The young woman pleaded, hoping she could soften his hardened heart.

 

“Prove it.” Akiyuki turned from the teacher and walked out of sight.

 

Hikari smiled weakly at the rest of her class. She tried to think of something to say, but she could just not formulate the words.

 

Tsukimi smiled warmly at her former teacher. “Takashi-sensei, I mean um; I know you will think of something you always do.”

 

“Even if I could do something, you already have another teacher.”

 

Meitetsu smirked while looking at his fellow classmates. “Takashi, you don'ts need to worry about that.”

 

Hikari raised her brow skeptically. “What did you do?”

 

“Why is it you automatically assume that I did something?” Hikari rolled her eyes. “It's not my fault she quit.”

 

“SHE QUIT?!” The young teacher shrieked, gaining chuckles from the other students.

 

“What can I say; she didn't give us a chance.” Meitetsu explained.

 

“Promise us one thing Takashi, at least try.”

 

Eito's words hit Hikari like a ton of bricks. She smiled weakly at the students before her. “I will try.”

 

Author's Note: *dodges thrown tomatoes* I know, I've been skimpy on the last two chapters, it was exam time! Hopefully after Christmas I will have more time to write! Because it is the holiday season and I am in the giving mood, I will embellish you all with some holiday sneak peak.

 

“Hikari, why are you up so early?”

 

“I told you I have to work silly.”

 

“But, you said you quit.”

 

Hikari gazed at her husband lovingly. “Trust me okay?”

 

“Hikari what are you talking about?” He questioned, beginning to become irritated with all the secrecy.

 

It was so hard what to share without ruining all the surprises! Happy holidays everyone!