Shattered Dreams: The Reunion by Faery Child
The Original Digi-Destined meet, but there's something wrong....
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, or any of it's characters.
It will be good to see everyone again, Matt thought to himself as he drove down the highway. T.K. was asleep in the back seat.
Gosh, I haven't seen these guys........in forever. He pushed his hair away from his eyes and continued to drive.
It had been Tai's idea for them to work at the summer camp that they all had first met. Everyone else loved the idea, and that was why Matt was driving. He and T.K. would arrive soon.
Matt wasn't so sure that this was going to be a good summer. He hadn't been around a lot, because he had been on tour with his band, but the nineteen year old was afraid that he wouldn't fit in.
"Hey, T.K. Wake up. We're here," Matt said, reaching back and gently shaking his sixteen year old brother.
"Wha-- Oh, we're here," T.K. said sleepily, rubbing his eyes. "Good." The two brothers got out of the car.
"I'm going to go see if Kari's here yet," T.K .said, walking off. Matt smirked.
He looked around, taking in the whole camp. It looked so small compared to the way he remember it.
"Matt!" a girl's voice called out, and he turned. She was running towards him, her pink hair flying in the wind. Reaching him, she enveloped him in a hug.
"It so good to see you again!" she said, hugging him closer.
"Mimi?" She smiled, and self-consciously released him.
"Sorry. I'm just so happy to see you!"
Matt gave her a smile --a real smile. "That's okay. It's good to see you too."
They stood there for a moment, staring at each other awkwardly, then Mimi took Matt's hand and started to pull him away from the car.
"You guys are the last ones to arrive," Mimi said, bringing him to where everyone else was gathered.
Tai and Sora, both the same age as Matt, were playing soccer. Matt shook his head.Same old soccer. They really need to get a new hobby.
A tall blue-haired boy was seated on a picnic table, reading a thick medical book. "Hey Joe. How's it going?" Matt asked.
The boy looked up. "Oh, hi Matt. Everything's really great. Now that I'm twenty, I'm starting to get to work with--"
"Joe, I'm sure Matt doesn't want to hear your life story," Tai said, walking over. "Hey buddy. Waz up?"
Tai's still the same old loud-mouth he always was. "Nothing much. We just finished our Spring Tour."
"Cool," Sora said, standing next to Tai. "Hey, where's Izzy?"
The short redhead was sitting a couple of yards away, typing fiercely on his laptop. He didn't bother to look up when the group mentioned his name.
After talking to the rest of his friends for awhile, Matt got his stuff out of the car and put it in a cabin.
I can't believe how beautiful Mimi has gotten! I mean, it's not like I'd have a chance with her, but wow! There was a knock on the door, and Matt went to answer it.
"Hey, supper's ready," Mimi said, almost shyly. " I was sent to come get you."
Matt gave her another of his rare smiles and put on his shoes. "Then we'd better hurry and get to the Dining Hall before Tai eats it all!"
She giggled, and the two friends headed for the Dining Hall.
A week past, and everything settled down. But Matt wasn't feeling very well. He was tired......very tired.
After dinner one night, he announced to his group that he wasn't feeling very well and was going to bed. They all hoped that he would feel better in the morning.
But he didn't. It's probably just a coldhe thought, dismissing it.
But the days continued, and he didn't feel any better.
"Are you okay?" Mimi asked him one night when they were having a bonfire.
"Yeah. I'm fine," Matt said, sitting down beside her. "I'm just a little tired. Just normal fatigue."
"Are you sure?" Mimi asked, genuinely worried. She's still sincere.
Matt rested his hand on hers. "I'm okay. It's nothing to worry about." He intertwined his fingers with hers.
She leaned against him, and they watched the firelight flicker in the darkness.
"I'm not hungry," Matt said, sitting down at the picnic table four days later.
"You're never hungry!" T.K. said, sitting beside him. "You're not still feeling sick, are you?"
"You should really get that checked out," Joe said, sitting across from the two brothers. "You could have some kind of virus or something. "
Matt shook his head. He loved his friends, but they were so overprotective! "I'm fine!" he declared. "I've just lost my appetite after seeing what you guys are eating!"
T.K. was in the middle of eating a peanut butter and anchovy sandwich. Joe had just picked a spoonful of apple and baked bean hotdish, and Mimi was eating a piece of carrot pie.
Inside, he knew that he was lying. He knew that each day he just felt worse and worse, but he didn't want his friends to worry about him.
Joe and T.K. laughed and changed the subject.
It had been a particularly bad day. Matt felt like he had been run over by a train and flattened. He washed his face with cold water, hoping it would make him feel better. But nothing seemed to help.
It was supper time, so he unsteadily started to walk over to the Dining Hall. With each step he felt more sick and less able to make it.
"Hey Matt, are you--" Izzy's question was cut off when Matt fell to the ground. "Matt!"
Kari heard Izzy's yell and came outside. She saw Matt lying on the ground, and hurried out to them.
"Matt's passed out," Izzy said, with some traces of awe and horror in his voice.
"Somebody call an ambulance!" Kari yelled. Sora picked up the phone and started to dial while Joe hurried over to the small group. The three of them carried Matt into the Dining Room, where they laid him on a table and waited for the ambulance to arrive.
When Matt awoke, he was laying in a hospital bed. All of the curtains were shut and the room was dark.
He tried to sit up, but suddenly there was movement from a corner of the room. "Matt!"
Within a few minutes, a doctor had arrived with Matt's mother and T.K. Matt's dad had refused to leave the room until Matt had awoken.
"Everyone's really worried about you," T.K. said, giving his brother a big hug.
"Careful, T.K.!" their mother said, in some sort of a reprimand. Her voice sounded constricted and scared.
"What's wrong? I am okay, right?" Matt said, turning to the doctor. "I'm leaving the hospital soon, aren't I?"
Everyone's faces were grave. Matt felt a sense of foreboding.
" Oh Matt!" his mother said, bursting into tears. T.K. appeared to be at the verge of tears, also.
"What's wrong, Dad?" His father didn't move.
"What's wrong?" Matt cried out, looking at the doctor.
It was T.K. that spoke. "You have leukemia."
The Original Digi-Destined meet, but there's something wrong....
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, or any of it's characters.
It will be good to see everyone again, Matt thought to himself as he drove down the highway. T.K. was asleep in the back seat.
Gosh, I haven't seen these guys........in forever. He pushed his hair away from his eyes and continued to drive.
It had been Tai's idea for them to work at the summer camp that they all had first met. Everyone else loved the idea, and that was why Matt was driving. He and T.K. would arrive soon.
Matt wasn't so sure that this was going to be a good summer. He hadn't been around a lot, because he had been on tour with his band, but the nineteen year old was afraid that he wouldn't fit in.
"Hey, T.K. Wake up. We're here," Matt said, reaching back and gently shaking his sixteen year old brother.
"Wha-- Oh, we're here," T.K. said sleepily, rubbing his eyes. "Good." The two brothers got out of the car.
"I'm going to go see if Kari's here yet," T.K .said, walking off. Matt smirked.
He looked around, taking in the whole camp. It looked so small compared to the way he remember it.
"Matt!" a girl's voice called out, and he turned. She was running towards him, her pink hair flying in the wind. Reaching him, she enveloped him in a hug.
"It so good to see you again!" she said, hugging him closer.
"Mimi?" She smiled, and self-consciously released him.
"Sorry. I'm just so happy to see you!"
Matt gave her a smile --a real smile. "That's okay. It's good to see you too."
They stood there for a moment, staring at each other awkwardly, then Mimi took Matt's hand and started to pull him away from the car.
"You guys are the last ones to arrive," Mimi said, bringing him to where everyone else was gathered.
Tai and Sora, both the same age as Matt, were playing soccer. Matt shook his head.Same old soccer. They really need to get a new hobby.
A tall blue-haired boy was seated on a picnic table, reading a thick medical book. "Hey Joe. How's it going?" Matt asked.
The boy looked up. "Oh, hi Matt. Everything's really great. Now that I'm twenty, I'm starting to get to work with--"
"Joe, I'm sure Matt doesn't want to hear your life story," Tai said, walking over. "Hey buddy. Waz up?"
Tai's still the same old loud-mouth he always was. "Nothing much. We just finished our Spring Tour."
"Cool," Sora said, standing next to Tai. "Hey, where's Izzy?"
The short redhead was sitting a couple of yards away, typing fiercely on his laptop. He didn't bother to look up when the group mentioned his name.
After talking to the rest of his friends for awhile, Matt got his stuff out of the car and put it in a cabin.
I can't believe how beautiful Mimi has gotten! I mean, it's not like I'd have a chance with her, but wow! There was a knock on the door, and Matt went to answer it.
"Hey, supper's ready," Mimi said, almost shyly. " I was sent to come get you."
Matt gave her another of his rare smiles and put on his shoes. "Then we'd better hurry and get to the Dining Hall before Tai eats it all!"
She giggled, and the two friends headed for the Dining Hall.
A week past, and everything settled down. But Matt wasn't feeling very well. He was tired......very tired.
After dinner one night, he announced to his group that he wasn't feeling very well and was going to bed. They all hoped that he would feel better in the morning.
But he didn't. It's probably just a coldhe thought, dismissing it.
But the days continued, and he didn't feel any better.
"Are you okay?" Mimi asked him one night when they were having a bonfire.
"Yeah. I'm fine," Matt said, sitting down beside her. "I'm just a little tired. Just normal fatigue."
"Are you sure?" Mimi asked, genuinely worried. She's still sincere.
Matt rested his hand on hers. "I'm okay. It's nothing to worry about." He intertwined his fingers with hers.
She leaned against him, and they watched the firelight flicker in the darkness.
"I'm not hungry," Matt said, sitting down at the picnic table four days later.
"You're never hungry!" T.K. said, sitting beside him. "You're not still feeling sick, are you?"
"You should really get that checked out," Joe said, sitting across from the two brothers. "You could have some kind of virus or something. "
Matt shook his head. He loved his friends, but they were so overprotective! "I'm fine!" he declared. "I've just lost my appetite after seeing what you guys are eating!"
T.K. was in the middle of eating a peanut butter and anchovy sandwich. Joe had just picked a spoonful of apple and baked bean hotdish, and Mimi was eating a piece of carrot pie.
Inside, he knew that he was lying. He knew that each day he just felt worse and worse, but he didn't want his friends to worry about him.
Joe and T.K. laughed and changed the subject.
It had been a particularly bad day. Matt felt like he had been run over by a train and flattened. He washed his face with cold water, hoping it would make him feel better. But nothing seemed to help.
It was supper time, so he unsteadily started to walk over to the Dining Hall. With each step he felt more sick and less able to make it.
"Hey Matt, are you--" Izzy's question was cut off when Matt fell to the ground. "Matt!"
Kari heard Izzy's yell and came outside. She saw Matt lying on the ground, and hurried out to them.
"Matt's passed out," Izzy said, with some traces of awe and horror in his voice.
"Somebody call an ambulance!" Kari yelled. Sora picked up the phone and started to dial while Joe hurried over to the small group. The three of them carried Matt into the Dining Room, where they laid him on a table and waited for the ambulance to arrive.
When Matt awoke, he was laying in a hospital bed. All of the curtains were shut and the room was dark.
He tried to sit up, but suddenly there was movement from a corner of the room. "Matt!"
Within a few minutes, a doctor had arrived with Matt's mother and T.K. Matt's dad had refused to leave the room until Matt had awoken.
"Everyone's really worried about you," T.K. said, giving his brother a big hug.
"Careful, T.K.!" their mother said, in some sort of a reprimand. Her voice sounded constricted and scared.
"What's wrong? I am okay, right?" Matt said, turning to the doctor. "I'm leaving the hospital soon, aren't I?"
Everyone's faces were grave. Matt felt a sense of foreboding.
" Oh Matt!" his mother said, bursting into tears. T.K. appeared to be at the verge of tears, also.
"What's wrong, Dad?" His father didn't move.
"What's wrong?" Matt cried out, looking at the doctor.
It was T.K. that spoke. "You have leukemia."