Joyous Heartache Chapter 1: Silver Linings, a digimon fanfic

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Disclaimer:

I OWN EVERYTHING!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…..

Well, I own everything except for those select things that I don't own…..

Digimon just happens to be one of those poor things I don't own….. *sigh*….

BUT NOT FOR LONG!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA….. right…. This is the most randomised disclaimer I have EVER written… now for a very long authors note… BE SURE TO READ AUTHORS NOTE!! TELLS ABOUT LOSING SIGHT OF FATE… AND ALSO IT TELLS VERY IMPORTANT THINGS ABOUT THIS STORY THAT U HAVE TO KNOW!!!

Takeru and Hikari:13 years.

Yamato/Sora/Taichi: 16 years

If you see this ' ____! ' it means they are thinking!

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Well, here I am again! Its my second story, one of these idea's I have had at the back of my mind ever since putting up chapter 2 of Losing Sight of Fate, and I haven't written it, because of losing sight of fate. I've been afraid that if I start this story, I will forget all my idea's for Losing Sight of Fate.

I've been getting so many idea's for this story though, so, I have finally decided to start writing it.

Yes, I will still be updating Losing Sight of Fate, and also this one.

So please, I am really proud of the way Losing Sight of Fate is turning out, so if u haven't read it, please do.

Basically this story is a medieval Takari fic, all about Love, secrets, pain, and betrayal, but there is a happy ending! =)

I love all my idea's for this fic, and I love medieval stuff, so I am hoping it will turn out o.k.

It is drawn into kingdoms, like the Ishida Kingdom is where the Ishida's reign.

I TOLD YOU GUYS I WOULD HAVE SOMETHING UP TODAY!!! ^-^! I know I said it would be the 7th chapter of Losing sight of Fate, but I know what to write for that one, and I was in a medieval mood… ill try to get that up 2morro!

This is a cute chapter/story.

IT HAS TAKARI FROM THE VERY BEGINNING TO THE VERY END!

IF YOU DON'T LIKE TAKARI DON'T READ IT!

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

IT ALSO HAS MINOR SORATO

PLEASE R+R!

Luv y'all ( I can speak American!!!! You know, how Americans always say y'all… yeah… us Aussies don't do that, G'day mate is more of our line… ah well… ^-^)

( I especially love those people who review! **hint-hint-nudge-nudge**)

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KOUZUMI, TAKARI and Sorato FOREVA!

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Hikari's arms were aching terribly, and her hair was full of straw. Her clothes were tatty and old, and her skin and everything she owned was full of dust. The sun was setting on the quaint Ishida kingdom, and the huge castle where she worked was reflecting the sun off its stony walls.

And yet still she had to work.

It had always been like this, from before she could remember. She had never had pretty clothes like the princesses, or wealthy girls. Never been able to dress up, or get beautiful dolls to play with, and she would never be allowed to flirt with boys, and defiantly would never get married. She had always just been Hikari, the servant of the maid.

She continued to draw the rake over the straw, and sweep it into a pile. The horse neighed impatiently; even they were a higher class than her. She had never met the King, or the prince of the Ishida kingdom, even though she worked in their castle, but they would never even look at someone as worthless as her. Not even the peasants would as she collects things from town. This was her life though, and she had gotten used to it.

The status of the castle was quite unknown, especially in town. Some say that there is one older prince, who will take the crown with a Kamiya Kingdom Princess, and some say there are 2 princes, one older, and one younger. There are many rumours about this younger prince. Thousands of different names for him, no one knows much about him though, they say he killed his mother, they say she died in birth.

They are just rumours of course, as all the maids tell Hikari when she asks questions. Just empty rumours, they say. They would know obviously, they have seen the King and Prince Yamato.

Hikari jumped as the horse pawed his hooves impatiently on the ground and the door to the stable opened. She smiled as she saw who it was; it was Martha, the maid that told her what to do. Martha was the closest thing Hikari had to a mother. She treated Hikari as her daughter, and as someone with higher class than her.

"Dear, Lady Hikari, you have been working on this all afternoon? How does it take thee so long?" Martha questioned.

"Martha, I wish you wouldn't call me that." Hikari bowed her head with respect "I am no lady, I am far from it, I am just your servant" she spat the last phrase with force and disgust.

"Milady, you are more than what you think." Martha smiled at the dusty adolescent.

"I do not like to get my hopes up, Martha, why cant the Ishida's do this for themselves?"

"What? The Royal family?! Work?! Although, The youngest does, no doubt."

"The youngest? What do you mean? I thought they were just rumours." Hikari continued to sweep the floor.

"Most of them are, Lady Hikari, but that does not mean he doesn't exist, he is just 2nd best."

Hikari thought about this, '2nd best? Rumours about you all around your kingdom, and always knowing you will get nothing from it?'

"Have you met him, Martha?" she asked, intrigued.

"Yes, only in passing as he plays with his brother, he is your age, milady." Martha smiled "He is really sweet, and his father is far too harsh on him. King Ishida isn't the kindest of people, and seems to have a cold spot for the youngest prince."

"are…. Are some of the rumours true, Martha?" Hikari asked thoughtfully.

"If you are talking about his mother, then yes, I believe it is true, it makes sense at least. His mother died in childbirth."

"well, at least he has a family." Hikari said, but in her heart she knew it must be hard to bear, the thought that it was your fault your mother died, and then to have your father to bring it down on you, and to be a prince.

"I suppose, now, hurry up in the stable Lady Hikari, if you don't finish soon there will be more work to do tomorrow."

'Yes Martha." Hikari sighed as the door closed once more, and went back to sweeping the straw from the floor, and laying down even more.

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It didn't take Hikari long too finish the work she had left. Slowly she closed the door, and walked across to the servant blocks, the sun was beautiful; it was low in the sky and bright orange.

Her eyes could just make out a teenage boy's silhouette as he watched it go down below the hills and as it reflects of the straw roofs in the village below. She had never seen this boy before.

She walked up to him and sat down, she didn't know what made her do it, it was some form of trust she had for him, some form of friendship, although they had never met.

"Hello." She said quietly as the boy turned to look at her. She blushed, her elbow length chocolate brown hair was full of straw, but still she was attractive, to this boy at least. She blushed harder as she looked into his sapphire eyes that sparkled with delight; his hair was blonde and just as messy as hers. She smiled politely. His clothes were sort of torn, but not as badly as hers.

"I haven't seen you around here." She said quietly as they stopped looking at each other and turned back to watch the golden-lined clouds.

"Ditto." He replied quietly. She could hear the shyness in his voice.

"What does that mean." Hikari asked the boy, who looked at her.

"The same. Whats your name?" He replied cautiously.

"My name is Hikari." The teenage girl bowed her head in respect.

"That's very pretty, do you have a nickname?" he asked.

"A nickname? Of course not, I am nothing but a servant of one of the maids here." She beamed at the cute boy, who smiled radiantly back at her, she didn't feel scared or nervous telling this boy of her social status.

"You are more than what you believe you are." He chose his words cautiously as he pondered, staring at the clouds. "Hika" he finally said, as though deciding on something.

"huh?" she said stupidly.

"It suits you, Hika." He looked at her, smiling agreeably, it was a smile that made her heart leap.

"Whats your name?" she asked him, looking at him intently.

"Takeru… my name is Takeru."

"I like it… Keru." She told him enthusiastically.

He nodded, making his messy blonde hair wave. "See, Hika, every cloud has a silver lining."

"Oui, it is beautiful, Keru."

They sat, watching the sun go down together, her head was on his shoulder, it just felt right this way.

"Keru?"

"mmm" The boy replied.

"Come to the stable, tomorrow, before sunset. That will be where I am working"

"O.K, I shall help you"

She smiled at him, and he smiled back. Suddenly there was a loud yell.

"Takeru!" It was someone from the other side of the castle.

"I better go, Hika, I will see you tomorrow, O.K? I promise, I'll be there"

"Alright, Good-bye." She replied sadly, as the suns rays left the village below, the last she could see was Takeru, running to the other side of the huge castle.

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A/N Yay! A little Takari…. Er right… the smallest and measliest bit of Takari, but still, takari is takari!^-^!

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Hikari was humming a happy tune softly as she walked into the servants' quarters. She smiled happily, her eyes showed innocence and joy, happiness beyond compare, unimaginable.

The chocolate haired servant girl looked up, awakening from her daydream, in front of her she saw one of her closest friends. Her name was Lara. She had beautiful blonde hair that came down past her elbows, and stunning emerald green eyes. Her beautiful features had never been helpful though, Hikari could remember when Lara came here, it was when they were both about 10. There had been a small invasion of the Takenouchi kingdom, and she had been one of the victims. She was most likely taken because of her cute looks, but it was something she didn't want to talk about.

Hikari pitied her friend sometimes though, she supposed she was lucky, not to remember her own family, not to remember that there was another different way of life. A better way. It would have made it so much harder. That was why, when Lara came, they instantly became close friends, they helped each other through all the tough times.

Now Lara stood in Hikari's way, her blonde hair graciously flowing as she moved.

"And what gives you the right to be so happy, dearest Hikari?" She demanded, mock anger showing on her face.

Hikari's face broke into a gorgeous smile, making the whole room look up, and smile back at her.

"Oh! Everything Lara! Everything!" was all the beautiful young Hikari could say, before she ran or actually skipped into her part of the chambers, lying down on her poor excuse for a bed.

'How can my heart leap at a boy I only just met?' she questioned. 'Perhaps it is destiny, perhaps destiny and fate wanted us to meet.' She looked at the ceiling of her quarters, the room was growing colder and colder as darkness shrouded the stone castle. She shivered.

'I have always believed in these things, but in a different way to now.' She brushed her chocolate hair out of her crimson eyes.

'I always thought I was destined to be sad, destined to be lonely, to never have children, or a last name.' Hikari smiled at the ceiling 'but now that has all changed. I will help him, and he will help me, until death do we part…? Perhaps…'

Her thoughts never drifted from that clear blue eyed boy she had just met, he gave her a new hope, and a different way of looking at life. Forever, nothing would be the same for the young servant girl.

She started to absent-mindedly pull the straw from her hair when Lara entered the cold dark room. The blonde-haired servant girl sat on the uncomfortable bed opposite Hikari and stared at her friend with dazzling emerald eyes. She waited in vain for Hikari to realize she was there, but she never did.

"Hikari, my friend, tell me why you are so happy." She asked, staring deep into her friends crimson eyes as they sparkled endlessly.

"I could not explain it Lara." She said smiling.

"no… try." Lara insisted. "I'm your friend Hikari, please tell me, you can trust me, I wont fib, I swear."

Hikari slowly met Lara's gaze, and sighed dreamily. "I don't understand how to tell you, Lars… I just have this feeling I am in love."

Lara's heart doubled over and started beating. If this boy was a peasant, they may be able to get married, and then Hikari would leave her.

"LLL..Love?" She stuttered madly, her green eyes clouded to her friend's happiness.

"Oh Hikari… I…I mean how would you know…. You've never loved anyone."

Hikari turned to face her friend…Lara's choice of words angered her, but there was no use to fight, she just continued to ramble on about those 2 wonderful minutes

"All I know, Lara, is that this boy has made me happy, made my heart turn inside out, just after 2 minutes of talking. I don't know what love is, but it can't be much better than that, can it? It was like we were made for each other, I don't feel nervous around him, I don't need to be, its like he understands me like no one else ever could… I have never… never in my life felt like this… just happy, and carefree." She fell back on her pillow, eyes laughing, smile shining for the world.

Lara suddenly felt a twinge of jealousy in her heart.

'Why couldn't it be me? Hikari is used to hard labour, and I have only been doing it for 3 years….' She thought, envy rising. She kept her mouth shut though, for her own good.

Hikari just lay down, dreaming of what was to come the next day, for as long as possible.

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Takeru ran around the corner, to come face to face with a teenager, slightly taller than him. The similarities were overbearing. Both had sandy blonde hair, and crystal blue eyes. Their personalities were very different though, Takeru had a calm, sweet look on his face, while the other boy had a cool, I don't care expression. You could hear the anxiousness in his voice though.

"Takeru! There you are, come now, father is going to be angry with you again!.. You are awfully late."

"Sorry Yamato, but I got a bit carried away." Takeru bowed his head in apology and in respect.

"Come on Takeru, its not like I care that much, I just hate the way father treats you. We are brothers, after all, I couldn't care less if I was the heir or not." Yamato told his brother sympathetically.

"I know Yamato… I hate it too." Takeru put his head down and stared at the ground, as the sky grew dark.

"I wish he would treat us the same, I mean, ever since Mother died, he's changed."

"I would hate to rule a kingdom on my own." Takeru's eyes were shimmering with tears. "Was it really my fault? Did I kill mother?"

"Some people would say so… but it happens all the time…." Yamato reassuringly put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "Father and Mother were just special, they didn't have an arranged marriage. They married because they loved one-another. It was never your fault though, Takeru. Never, I mean most women die during childbirth. Its quite common."

"Thanks Yamato… I just wish I knew what she was like… I wish my sight didn't make my Father angry… didn't make him hate me… I wish he loved me as he still loves mother and you."

Yamato looked down sadly at his brother, sympathy pouring out for the younger teenager. "Father loves you, Takeru, he just has a hard time showing it, because he cant accept the fact that you are who you are, and that mother is gone."

"Thanks Yamato. I probably would have broken down long ago if it weren't for you." Takeru smiled brilliantly at his older brother, whom he respected so much.

The 2 brothers started to slowly walk towards the dining room.

"So, Takeru, tell me, what were you so occupied with before you came?" Yamato looked expectantly at his brother.

"um… sunset?" Takeru stuttered hopefully.

"Don't talk trash Takeru. You cant be that occupied with the sunset!" Yamato looked at his younger brother a smile forming on his face.

"Promise you wont laugh?"

"I promise" Yamato told him graciously, or perhaps sarcastically, it was hard to tell.

Takeru snorted in reply to his brothers confusing antics, and sighed deeply.

"I met this girl." He started. Yamato put his eyebrows up… "She's everything anyone could ever dream of. She has gorgeous hair, dark dusty brown, and ruby red eyes, and a splendid face. Her personality is amazing it sweeps me away. Her voice is like singing on the wind, every sound she makes is a new, perfectly in-tune note." Takeru's blue eyes looked mistily into the starry sky as they continued to walk.

"So you love her?" Yamato questioned.

Takeru nodded, slowly but surely. "I have no doubt in my mind, Yamato. I just have a few problems. See. I have only spoken to her for 3 minutes, maybe even less, but they were wonderful, it made my heart leap. And then…. She is a servant. I don't know how to tell her I am a prince, not that I am treated like one, its just… oh I don't know… I am so sure that I love her, and you know just as well as I do, how the servants think of us. I don't want to hurt her. It would break my heart. She has already made my life worth living…. Know what I mean Yamato?"

Yamato nodded….

"Exactly."

Takeru looked up at his brother, eyes shining with respect and gratitude. His thoughts were surrounded with Hikari, the beautiful servant girl. He could see her chocolate brown hair, which flowed so attractively with the light wind softly licking at her face. He thought of her awe-striking eyes, the beautiful rubies that would stop any man with half a brain in his tracks. He imagined her smile, as it formed on her chapped lips, but still it was amazingly beautiful. As the young prince thought of these, his heart leapt for joy. He had a reason for living, finally.

She was more than what she seemed… her personality went far deeper and lovelier than anyone could imagine at first glance. First impressions were not always good, but in Takeru's means they were real, they were true, because the first thing he had felt, was love, an unconditional, unexplained thing, that he never knew (except for his brother) until this day.

"What is her name?" Yamato broke the joyful silence.

"Lady Hikari, but I gave her the nickname Hika." Takeru smiled.

"Lady? I thought you said she was a servant." Yamato looked at Takeru with his eyebrows up (again).

Takeru just laughed at his brother reaction. Yamato was more of a prince than he was. "Yamato, you do not understand! She is more than what she seems, much more!" He replied, still laughing and running ahead a few steps.

"Nay, Takeru, I understand completely." He said quietly, making Takeru stop and stare at him. "It may not be exactly the same, but the relationship has its similarities." He sighed, and Takeru understood.

"This has something to do with Princess Sora, doesn't it?"

Yamato put his head down… "Father would spit on me if he knew. I know it is forbidden, but Takeru, like you, I've known her since you were born, and now I think I love her, and I think she loves me back." He said, quietly. His expression showed deep concern, and anguish as he looked up into the stars, they glimmered brightly.

"Sometimes, that is the way life is Yamato, unfair." Takeru patted his brother on the back…

Yamato and Takeru both pulled themselves together, and with heavy hearts continued to make their way to the dining room. (A/N they are taking there time aren't they!)

Both boys were thinking of their loved ones, no matter how old or new. The fact that they were in love gave them strength, courage for the new day, and for that angry king (father) waiting impatiently in the dining room.

'Somehow' Takeru thought, disappointed 'this is going to be all my fault.'

'Oh well… I shouldn't feel too sorry for myself.' His thoughts continued, 'At least I have a better chance of being with Hika, than Yamato does with Sora.'

At the thought of Hikari, he seemed to get lost again, lost in her radiance, lost in the thought of what will happen tomorrow, when once again, he will meet his angel. The angel who gave him strength to continue, who now lit the way, and created that silver lining on each and every cloud.

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A/N:

WOW! I hope you guys all loved that, I loved making it, I just had so many ideas to make it as cute as possible, I really hoped I achieved it!

In the next chapter and beyond their relationship is going to grow into the most KAWAII relationship on any Takari planet!

SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW AND I WILL PUT UP THE NEXT CHAPTER…. THE MORE REVIEWS THE MORE INSPIRATION AND THE MORE KAWAII THE CHAPTER WILL TURN OUT!

Also, please read my other story, losing sight of fate!

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