And So It Begins
Disclaimer: I do not own digimon so don't sue me.
Ruki walked home. The cool fall breeze played with her hair and wavered her mid-thigh skirt that was her uniform. When the fourteen year old girl reached her home, her mothers voice reached her ears.
'I just don't know about it Gendo... it's been many years since we last saw each other'
Ruki gasped.
A male voice rang out. 'Think about it. Think about Ruki and how she would like living with her real father and mother and having a real family. Think about how her life would be if her real parents weren't divorced.'
Ruki smirked.
Later that evening:
"So Ruki. How's it been without old pa strutting around the house?" Gendo asked.
"Fine. Just fine."
They ate dinner in silence. After they finished dinner Ruki went to her room thinking about how her life would be now that her father is back.
Ruki threw her pillow across the room.
Later that night, when her mother and grandmother were asleep, Ruki lay awake still thinking about the past years living without a father. Her mother was constantly on dates with other men. Her grandmother always tried to understand her. She frowned and sat up. Ruki got up and started packing pants, shirts, undergarments, socks, money, feminine hygiene products (AN: I'm getting too specific aren't I?) put on her shoes and walked into the yard. Ruki shivered at the cool night air. Ruki started walking into the night with nothing to guide her but the pale moonbeams and the dim glow of the street lamps.
Ruki didn't know how she got there but she had somehow made it to the Lee residence and she was standing in front of the apartment door. Ruki was about to knock but thought against it for she did not want to wake the people in the apartment. She tried the door and it turned out that it was unlocked. Slowly she turned the knob and pushed it open gingerly. The girl crept inside and closed the door behind her. Remembering the layout of the house, she strode into the darkness of a hall and opened a door carefully so as to not make any noise. She tip-toed into the room and shut the door. Just then, a dull light emitted from behind her. Ruki turned around with a gasp and dropped her bag. Jenrya Lee was staring at her sharply propped up on his left elbow with his right hand on the switch of the lamp beside his bed.
"What are you doing here Ruki?"
"I- I was..."
"Yes?"
"I was just in the neighbourhood and I thought I would drop by."
"Ruki... it's 12 am."
"I-it is? I mean... of course it is!" Ruki stuttered.
"Ruki... is something wrong?"
"No, no why would you think that?"
Jenrya sat up and slipped his feet into his slippers than stepped closer to her. "Well, first of all you're stuttering."
Ruki looked into his eyes then dropped her head as tears welled up in her own. "Everything is so complicated now!"
Jenrya took the fragile girl into his arms and held her close as she cried. "Tell me."
"Well. My father came back after all these years and he wanted to re-marry my mother. I mean how can he do that?! He tore my family apart and ruined my life and now he wants to come back?"
"Shh, shh, it's okay Ruki... it's okay..."
"I ran away to escape it all but I had nowhere to go so I just kept on wandering and eventually I ended up here for some reason." Ruki buried her head in his chest and cried.
Jenrya held her tight as she drenched his shirt with tears. "Ruki... I had no idea."
Ruki stared up into those grey eyes and started leaning up. Jenrya started leaning down. They moved closer every long, aching, second until their lips met in a kiss. They broke apart ever so slightly then moved back and shared one that seemed to last for hours.
The next morning, Ruki woke up to the sunlight shining through the curtains. She lay there with the sheets clinging to her naked body for a minute or two when she noticed that Jenrya was nowhere to be seen. Slowly she got up and put some clothes on. She creped out the door and walked down the hall quietly then heard sounds coming from the kitchen. Ruki walked to the kitchen door then peeked around the corner. Ruki saw Jenrya cooking something. "Jenrya?"
Jenrya turned around and smiled. "Good morning Ruki. Did you sleep well?"
"Um... yeah. What are you cooking?"
"Fried rice. My mom taught me how to cook... she said girls like guys who can cook and my dad said the same thing."
"So you learned how to cook because you thought it could get you a date?"
"No! I learned because cooking is good life skill to have. The 'girls liking guys that can cook' bit was a lure... I don't get it... if adults want us to learn something they should just tell us a reason why instead of bribing us don't you think?"
"Yeah! My mom always said that fashion is the most important thing a girl can have but fashion can't get you job unless it's modeling."
"Ha, ha, ha, ha!"
"What's so funny?"
"Well... it's just that your mother is a model and you're a tom-boy... it's kind of ironic if you ask me."
"Laugh all you want! My house is hell if you ask me."
"Whatever. Don't you think your mother would be worried about you?"
"Where are your parents and your brothers and sisters?" Ruki quickly changed the subject.
"My parents are out for their second honeymoon. My older sister is at a slumber party at her friend's house. My older brother won this contest and he's in America with some friends. My younger sister is at my grandparents' house for the next week or so."
"So we are the only ones here right now huh?"
"Yep." Silence lingered while Jenrya put the rice in bowls and grabbed two pairs of chopsticks from the drawer. After they finished eating, Jenrya was washing the dishes. "Ruki... you should go home."
"Why?"
"Your mom is probably worried about you."
"So?"
"You can stay here if you want to but you can't stay here forever."
"I know." Ruki knew it from the start, she couldn't stay here forever.
"You can come here to escape when you need to. That is, if that is what you want."
"Okay." Ruki agreed. She went back to Jenrya's room and grabbed her bag. Ruki was at the door. She turned around. "Jen?"
"Yeah?"
"I had a good time last night." With that she left.
Disclaimer: I do not own digimon so don't sue me.
Ruki walked home. The cool fall breeze played with her hair and wavered her mid-thigh skirt that was her uniform. When the fourteen year old girl reached her home, her mothers voice reached her ears.
'I just don't know about it Gendo... it's been many years since we last saw each other'
Ruki gasped.
A male voice rang out. 'Think about it. Think about Ruki and how she would like living with her real father and mother and having a real family. Think about how her life would be if her real parents weren't divorced.'
Ruki smirked.
Later that evening:
"So Ruki. How's it been without old pa strutting around the house?" Gendo asked.
"Fine. Just fine."
They ate dinner in silence. After they finished dinner Ruki went to her room thinking about how her life would be now that her father is back.
Ruki threw her pillow across the room.
Later that night, when her mother and grandmother were asleep, Ruki lay awake still thinking about the past years living without a father. Her mother was constantly on dates with other men. Her grandmother always tried to understand her. She frowned and sat up. Ruki got up and started packing pants, shirts, undergarments, socks, money, feminine hygiene products (AN: I'm getting too specific aren't I?) put on her shoes and walked into the yard. Ruki shivered at the cool night air. Ruki started walking into the night with nothing to guide her but the pale moonbeams and the dim glow of the street lamps.
Ruki didn't know how she got there but she had somehow made it to the Lee residence and she was standing in front of the apartment door. Ruki was about to knock but thought against it for she did not want to wake the people in the apartment. She tried the door and it turned out that it was unlocked. Slowly she turned the knob and pushed it open gingerly. The girl crept inside and closed the door behind her. Remembering the layout of the house, she strode into the darkness of a hall and opened a door carefully so as to not make any noise. She tip-toed into the room and shut the door. Just then, a dull light emitted from behind her. Ruki turned around with a gasp and dropped her bag. Jenrya Lee was staring at her sharply propped up on his left elbow with his right hand on the switch of the lamp beside his bed.
"What are you doing here Ruki?"
"I- I was..."
"Yes?"
"I was just in the neighbourhood and I thought I would drop by."
"Ruki... it's 12 am."
"I-it is? I mean... of course it is!" Ruki stuttered.
"Ruki... is something wrong?"
"No, no why would you think that?"
Jenrya sat up and slipped his feet into his slippers than stepped closer to her. "Well, first of all you're stuttering."
Ruki looked into his eyes then dropped her head as tears welled up in her own. "Everything is so complicated now!"
Jenrya took the fragile girl into his arms and held her close as she cried. "Tell me."
"Well. My father came back after all these years and he wanted to re-marry my mother. I mean how can he do that?! He tore my family apart and ruined my life and now he wants to come back?"
"Shh, shh, it's okay Ruki... it's okay..."
"I ran away to escape it all but I had nowhere to go so I just kept on wandering and eventually I ended up here for some reason." Ruki buried her head in his chest and cried.
Jenrya held her tight as she drenched his shirt with tears. "Ruki... I had no idea."
Ruki stared up into those grey eyes and started leaning up. Jenrya started leaning down. They moved closer every long, aching, second until their lips met in a kiss. They broke apart ever so slightly then moved back and shared one that seemed to last for hours.
The next morning, Ruki woke up to the sunlight shining through the curtains. She lay there with the sheets clinging to her naked body for a minute or two when she noticed that Jenrya was nowhere to be seen. Slowly she got up and put some clothes on. She creped out the door and walked down the hall quietly then heard sounds coming from the kitchen. Ruki walked to the kitchen door then peeked around the corner. Ruki saw Jenrya cooking something. "Jenrya?"
Jenrya turned around and smiled. "Good morning Ruki. Did you sleep well?"
"Um... yeah. What are you cooking?"
"Fried rice. My mom taught me how to cook... she said girls like guys who can cook and my dad said the same thing."
"So you learned how to cook because you thought it could get you a date?"
"No! I learned because cooking is good life skill to have. The 'girls liking guys that can cook' bit was a lure... I don't get it... if adults want us to learn something they should just tell us a reason why instead of bribing us don't you think?"
"Yeah! My mom always said that fashion is the most important thing a girl can have but fashion can't get you job unless it's modeling."
"Ha, ha, ha, ha!"
"What's so funny?"
"Well... it's just that your mother is a model and you're a tom-boy... it's kind of ironic if you ask me."
"Laugh all you want! My house is hell if you ask me."
"Whatever. Don't you think your mother would be worried about you?"
"Where are your parents and your brothers and sisters?" Ruki quickly changed the subject.
"My parents are out for their second honeymoon. My older sister is at a slumber party at her friend's house. My older brother won this contest and he's in America with some friends. My younger sister is at my grandparents' house for the next week or so."
"So we are the only ones here right now huh?"
"Yep." Silence lingered while Jenrya put the rice in bowls and grabbed two pairs of chopsticks from the drawer. After they finished eating, Jenrya was washing the dishes. "Ruki... you should go home."
"Why?"
"Your mom is probably worried about you."
"So?"
"You can stay here if you want to but you can't stay here forever."
"I know." Ruki knew it from the start, she couldn't stay here forever.
"You can come here to escape when you need to. That is, if that is what you want."
"Okay." Ruki agreed. She went back to Jenrya's room and grabbed her bag. Ruki was at the door. She turned around. "Jen?"
"Yeah?"
"I had a good time last night." With that she left.