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Takeru-kun, the digi-ikemen of Hope, wearing his middle school and high school uniforms.
When he was in his second semester in first year of high school -in my fanfic – a series of unexpected events would awake a new digivice for him and Takeru would become a supreme. But it would partially, the first time, awake certain digicodes that should not exist in reality 01…the codes of a digital being known as Shukumeimon. (his hair suddenly grew up like a bishounen XD)
Because of this, the so called squad of supremes would arrange that Takeru would win a trip, as an exchange student, to England hence why the last uniform. And yeah, Takeru ditched the hats for a ponytail. For a good while he couldn´t imagine that this unplanned trip was just a way to look after him and the secrets he never knew he owned deep inside his memories…
From left to right, ages: 14, 16 and 17.
” Takeru-kun certainly ´s blossomed quite a lot” mumbled Hikari to herself , contemplating the sleeping ikemen. “When we were 8, I was slightly taller than him. Today he`s almost one head above mine…not fair!” she resisted the urge of pinching his cheeks. Complaining about the differences between their sizes was useless when size wasn´t even an issue in her book; for the girl who was the embodiment of light yet ready to exchange snarky ammunitions with her best friend while displaying the most charming smirks (or the “scary shiny smiles” that everybody in the digi-group learned to admire and fear at the same time) size was actually the least of her worries.
Could it be his growing popularity or how much he embraced the spirit of independence, leaving quite behind the 8 year old sensible self that chased after his brother´s shadow when scared to be by himself or struggling to come to terms with the death and resurrection of his first Angemon…Embracing independence since the day he humbly apologized to Daisuke and quit being a member of the second string of digidestineds because he felt he needed to find his own way. Of course there was no way she could let her best friend be by himself so she also left the group as well and in the good and bad days she remained by his side.
Size didn´t matter when realizing that he was developing an aura of mystery , subtle yet firm, in which he was here but at the same time in a far, far away world (which was annoying since THAT was her SPECIALITY and it wasn´t so wonderful after all when somebody else was displaying such trait and leaving her to figure out what the hell was going on in his mind!) At least, she was confident in this one, it was highly unlikely that Takeru-kun was going to be dragged to a lovercraftian scenery like the one she was lured to, back in their 11s. He was way braver than her .
What Hikari dared not to put in words because it would force her to face feelings she wasn´t ready to admit yet, was the day Takeru would feel no need to confide in her anymore and simply walk away. The invisible bond , the thread of fate, safely guarded under a premise of friendship, would someday shatter into pieces and Hikari already had to outgrow her brother complex (which still itched, sometimes)
If she were to give into feelings she dared not to acknowledge yet because friendship was easy to handle while…Sora-chan´s symbol was anything but predictable…it was a scary thing! If compared to the other digidestineds , perhaps she was the one who didn´t want to embrace the upcoming adulthood the most…
Yet she knelt by his side and kept watching his beautiful face. Lately he would go to the terrace and after quickly finishing his bento, he would use the lunch period to indulge into a nap. Hikari had no choice but to embrace the duty of waking him up otherwise he could sleep until the stars showed up. He was like a cat, he loved to sleep!
If she could fix the one lock of his hair that looked out of place and fix his unkempt bowtie without waking him up, would that be okay?
And would be considered overstepping her bounds cleaning the tiny, remaining crust of bread from his lips?
She leaned closer, unconsiously drawing her face to his to the point of reaching the so called distance of a kiss. Her heart began to beat like crazy, the intensity of the beats was so high that it was comparable to a wild rock n´roll!
It was a perfectly cliched shoujo manga scene. Sugar, sparkles and lots of expectations floating in the air.
And the river would had followed its course of sweetness had not the Sleeping Beauty opened his eyes.
“To kiss, or not to kiss that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Hikari-chan
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles…”
His words startled the girl and had she not been on the ground already she would had tripped and fall flat onto it.
“IT´S NOT WHAT IT SEEMS! NOT AT ALL!!” she exclaimed but her vermillion face was telling another story…
Among other stuff for my Digimon fansite I redesigned what I call the “Digi-Multiverse”, like Grant Morrison’s but with digimons
The old one=>fav.me/d9u95cb
This is a map (and I admit it, I NAVIGATED through Grant Morrison´s Multiversity map) created for my digimon fanfic.
I am doing like mr Morrison, a crossover of several Digimon seasons (and some nods to the mangas and games as well) and in order to guide myself (and probably mess with everybody´s minds as well) I settled the different realities.
Reality 01: Adventures 01-02
Reality 02: V-Tamer manga.
Reality 03: Tamers
Reality 04: Frontiers
Reality 05: Data Squad
Reality 06: Digimon X-ros or Fusion
Reality 07: World Dawn & Dusk
Reality 08: X
Reality 09: Next
Reality 010: D-Cyber
Reality 011: Sleuth
Reality 012: Supreme
In my fic, the frontier Lucemon somehow revived and wants vengeance…only that this time, he´s not only after the digidestineds that defeated him. With a fallen Digital angel of Time as an ally he aims to take possession of every universe and recreate according to his own ideals.
So, digimons and digidestineds from several timelines will be dragged to a hell of a digi-adventure….