You Were In My Once Upon A Time.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Dragon Ball Z, GT, whatever, I just borrow the characters for my stories.
Prologue.
"Rika Nonaka, age one and 4, relying on darkness of the cold." Rika said quietly, or what she thought. She looked at the blank pages of her journal, which her mother tried to give her. The pages were blank, like her happiness, like most of her emotions, except for her ever restless anger, rage, confusion, sadness.The dark black journal told the whole story of Rika's life just by looking at the cover, she was surrounded by darkness. The covering, front and back of the book surrounded the enclosed, empty pages of paper. Rika thought again. "Rika Nonaka, one and four, drove by self ambition of my fears." These all fit her description, Rika thought.
"Rika, what are you doing?" Rika's mother asked, sliding Rika's bedroom door open. Rika growled and closed her journal and placed it on her lap.
"I'm writing, mom. Get out, it's private." Rika said, her anger hiding behind her teeth. Rika's mother just beamed.
"Oh my, it's about a boy, isn't it?" She asked in happiness. Rika put on a fake smile and nodded.
"Yeah, you could say that." Rika smiled and then the smile dropped into a dead frown. "Now get out." Rika's mother looked hurt but perked it up with a smile.
"Yeah, I have to make supper anyway."
"That's Grandma's job." Rika muttered and watched as Rika's mother closed the door and Rika opened her journal again, her empty journal. The pages skimmed across Rika's thumb as Rika opened the book and Rika glanced down at the first page and Rika started to write. By the time she was done, the first page was full of writing, neat, italic writing, and yet negative writing. She scanned the page, the one that stuck out the most was."Rika Nonaka, one and four, locked in the cold, Rika Nonaka, one and four, alone under the ice." That's all it was, but Rika found it too true. As Rika slammed the book shut and threw it across the room, Rika heard the phone ring, in amongst the slamming of the phone on the wall.
"Got it," Rika's grandmother exclaimed. Short rustling outside the room and then the door slid open to reveal Rika's grandmother. "Rika, dear, it's for you."
"Got it, grandma," Rika said and grabbed her cordless phone on her table and pushed the talk button, "hello?"
"Hey Rika!" Came the ever-so familiar voice.
"Hey goggle head."
"Rika, it's been two years since the D-Reaper appeared and got destroyed and we haven't seen each other in-"
"Are you asking me out on a date, because if it is, you'll have to reason it out with my fist!" Rika commanded. Takato laughed nervously on the other end.
"No, I'm not asking you out on a date, no one is." He paused and Rika waited indeed impatiently for Takato to finish talking.
"Spill it, goggle head!"
"Alright, the gang was wondering-"
"Which gang?"
"Me, Kazu, Henry and Ryo, were wondering if all of the tamers could get together and go for a camping trip or something this weekend. We'd all go into the woods and stuff and."
"And what? Spill."
"And, we were wondering if you want to come, for old times sake!" Kazu shouted in the background. Rika listened closer as Takato laughed and pretended to fight with Kazu, but also in the background, there were more noises.
"Is the TV on or something?"
"No, why?" Kazu asked or yelled from the background, which made Rika a little, annoyed.
"There's lots of noise going on back there." Rika groaned.
"Lots of noise? Oh yeah." Jeri's voice came onto the line, Takato gave a grunt of surprise.
"Jeri, I didn't expect you to be on the other line." Takato said, as Jeri laughed full of heart. Rika felt confused, Jeri and Kazu were there?
"Hey, Rika! I miss you." Jeri's voice melted into Rika's ear.
"Yeah, I miss you too, but what's going on?"
"Oh, Takato wanted to invite you to come to a weekend of camping."
"I know that much, but who else is over there?" Rika wanted to know. Takato groaned and Jeri waited patiently for Takato's answer. But, words needn't be said, for in the background were shouted samplings of what Rika wanted to know.
"Ryo Akiyama, give me back my glasses!" Kenta.
"Kazumon, give me your bread!" Guilmon.
"Henry, I'm hungry." Suzi.
"Momentai." Terriermon.
"Guilmon, give Kazu back his bread!" Henry.
"This is confusing, who wants the bread more, Guilmon or Kazu?" Kazu's digimon, whoever that was, Rika couldn't remember.
"Hey, Takato, could you tell me where Suzi is?" Lopmon.
"Hey everyone, lets eat cream puffs! I love cream puffs, someone come play with me!" Calumon.
"Takato, say hi to Wild Cat for me!" Ryo.
"Ryo, give me back my glasses!" Kenta again.
"Everyone's there, huh?" Rika asked.
"Yeah, I guess you could say its one big party house." Takato said nervously.
"One of wisdom should choose the wiser, in other words, Guilmon, let go of the bread and let the human devour it, if the human chooses wisest, he will share with you." Leomon.
"Everyone except for you and Renamon are here, so come on over, we're staying at Takato's for a week until we go camping, then we're kind of splitting up." Jeri explained.
"Yeah, come on over." Takato explained and hung up the phone. Rika had no time to answer him.
"I'm still here, Rika." Jeri offered. "Are you okay, because you don't sound so confident as Guilmon."
"Yeah, I'm okay, Jeri, I think, I'm not sure if I'll come tonight."
"Of course you are, Rika! From the sounds of it, Ryo is coming to pick you up, or that's what Takato is saying."
"I guess I could come, but I really don't want to." Rika groaned.
"I know how you feel, let Ryo come pick you up and I'll talk to you at the party."
"Okay, whatever, should I bring Renamon?"
"Sure, sure." Jeri offered and hung up. Rika hung up too and groaned for the hundredth time that evening.
"Are things ever going to change?" She asked herself as she settled right into the shadows drifting around her lonely secluded bedroom.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Dragon Ball Z, GT, whatever, I just borrow the characters for my stories.
Prologue.
"Rika Nonaka, age one and 4, relying on darkness of the cold." Rika said quietly, or what she thought. She looked at the blank pages of her journal, which her mother tried to give her. The pages were blank, like her happiness, like most of her emotions, except for her ever restless anger, rage, confusion, sadness.The dark black journal told the whole story of Rika's life just by looking at the cover, she was surrounded by darkness. The covering, front and back of the book surrounded the enclosed, empty pages of paper. Rika thought again. "Rika Nonaka, one and four, drove by self ambition of my fears." These all fit her description, Rika thought.
"Rika, what are you doing?" Rika's mother asked, sliding Rika's bedroom door open. Rika growled and closed her journal and placed it on her lap.
"I'm writing, mom. Get out, it's private." Rika said, her anger hiding behind her teeth. Rika's mother just beamed.
"Oh my, it's about a boy, isn't it?" She asked in happiness. Rika put on a fake smile and nodded.
"Yeah, you could say that." Rika smiled and then the smile dropped into a dead frown. "Now get out." Rika's mother looked hurt but perked it up with a smile.
"Yeah, I have to make supper anyway."
"That's Grandma's job." Rika muttered and watched as Rika's mother closed the door and Rika opened her journal again, her empty journal. The pages skimmed across Rika's thumb as Rika opened the book and Rika glanced down at the first page and Rika started to write. By the time she was done, the first page was full of writing, neat, italic writing, and yet negative writing. She scanned the page, the one that stuck out the most was."Rika Nonaka, one and four, locked in the cold, Rika Nonaka, one and four, alone under the ice." That's all it was, but Rika found it too true. As Rika slammed the book shut and threw it across the room, Rika heard the phone ring, in amongst the slamming of the phone on the wall.
"Got it," Rika's grandmother exclaimed. Short rustling outside the room and then the door slid open to reveal Rika's grandmother. "Rika, dear, it's for you."
"Got it, grandma," Rika said and grabbed her cordless phone on her table and pushed the talk button, "hello?"
"Hey Rika!" Came the ever-so familiar voice.
"Hey goggle head."
"Rika, it's been two years since the D-Reaper appeared and got destroyed and we haven't seen each other in-"
"Are you asking me out on a date, because if it is, you'll have to reason it out with my fist!" Rika commanded. Takato laughed nervously on the other end.
"No, I'm not asking you out on a date, no one is." He paused and Rika waited indeed impatiently for Takato to finish talking.
"Spill it, goggle head!"
"Alright, the gang was wondering-"
"Which gang?"
"Me, Kazu, Henry and Ryo, were wondering if all of the tamers could get together and go for a camping trip or something this weekend. We'd all go into the woods and stuff and."
"And what? Spill."
"And, we were wondering if you want to come, for old times sake!" Kazu shouted in the background. Rika listened closer as Takato laughed and pretended to fight with Kazu, but also in the background, there were more noises.
"Is the TV on or something?"
"No, why?" Kazu asked or yelled from the background, which made Rika a little, annoyed.
"There's lots of noise going on back there." Rika groaned.
"Lots of noise? Oh yeah." Jeri's voice came onto the line, Takato gave a grunt of surprise.
"Jeri, I didn't expect you to be on the other line." Takato said, as Jeri laughed full of heart. Rika felt confused, Jeri and Kazu were there?
"Hey, Rika! I miss you." Jeri's voice melted into Rika's ear.
"Yeah, I miss you too, but what's going on?"
"Oh, Takato wanted to invite you to come to a weekend of camping."
"I know that much, but who else is over there?" Rika wanted to know. Takato groaned and Jeri waited patiently for Takato's answer. But, words needn't be said, for in the background were shouted samplings of what Rika wanted to know.
"Ryo Akiyama, give me back my glasses!" Kenta.
"Kazumon, give me your bread!" Guilmon.
"Henry, I'm hungry." Suzi.
"Momentai." Terriermon.
"Guilmon, give Kazu back his bread!" Henry.
"This is confusing, who wants the bread more, Guilmon or Kazu?" Kazu's digimon, whoever that was, Rika couldn't remember.
"Hey, Takato, could you tell me where Suzi is?" Lopmon.
"Hey everyone, lets eat cream puffs! I love cream puffs, someone come play with me!" Calumon.
"Takato, say hi to Wild Cat for me!" Ryo.
"Ryo, give me back my glasses!" Kenta again.
"Everyone's there, huh?" Rika asked.
"Yeah, I guess you could say its one big party house." Takato said nervously.
"One of wisdom should choose the wiser, in other words, Guilmon, let go of the bread and let the human devour it, if the human chooses wisest, he will share with you." Leomon.
"Everyone except for you and Renamon are here, so come on over, we're staying at Takato's for a week until we go camping, then we're kind of splitting up." Jeri explained.
"Yeah, come on over." Takato explained and hung up the phone. Rika had no time to answer him.
"I'm still here, Rika." Jeri offered. "Are you okay, because you don't sound so confident as Guilmon."
"Yeah, I'm okay, Jeri, I think, I'm not sure if I'll come tonight."
"Of course you are, Rika! From the sounds of it, Ryo is coming to pick you up, or that's what Takato is saying."
"I guess I could come, but I really don't want to." Rika groaned.
"I know how you feel, let Ryo come pick you up and I'll talk to you at the party."
"Okay, whatever, should I bring Renamon?"
"Sure, sure." Jeri offered and hung up. Rika hung up too and groaned for the hundredth time that evening.
"Are things ever going to change?" She asked herself as she settled right into the shadows drifting around her lonely secluded bedroom.