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Shinning Darkness
(If they do not celebrate Christmas in Tokyo, sorry, this may be culturally incorrect)
Christmas, a time of joy, peace and giving. But not for Ruki. The streets were almost empty as she walked through them, looking up at the windows of children ripping open presents in a repulsive manor. Ever since she was a child she had hated the idea of Christmas, a old fat guy breaking into her house, violating her privacy and putting things she didn't want under a fake tree with lights. When she was six she realized there was no Santa and was glad. It was just another misguided attempt by her mom to make her feel better.
Earlier this morning she had escaped the house before they could drag her down to open presents and admire the things they got. That kind of foolish babbling make her head hurt. She had never voluntarily given a gift and never received one she liked, she had gotten jewelry, toys, books and movies, but none of that really mattered.
Juri was hosting a party for all the Tamers, but she never felt like going to any parties. They just became too obscure and pointless.
The snow blew against her as she walked up a hill to the spot the D-Reaper had landed. It had been rebuilt but still showed signs of scaring. She thought back to the final days of the D-Reaper and the final days of the need for Tamers. The days after it was defeated were happy ones for Ruki, the tamers were all together celebrating and talking. It was the only party she had ever enjoyed.
She shivered as she remembered back to when she lost Renamon, from then on it had been like a heavy weight on her heart, slowly drowning her in grief. She had tried forgetting about her, convincing herself that she was dead, but in the end the worst part was that Renamon was not dead.
Ruki stopped at the beginning of the bridge, looking around for other people. She saw none. She started walking across the bridge and stopped in the middle, looking out over the city. Hm. She thought to herself as she found Takato's house among the thousands of others along the river.
It was no better up here. The waves of grief at the loss of Renamon were taking her over. It was driven by something else too, but she couldn't put her mind on it. It was as if something, or someone, deer to her was missing or about to be taken away.
She looked over the edge of the guardrail and down into the green abyss of Tokyo Bay. How easy, she thought, it saves me so much pain. She stood up on the first bar and leaned over. She stepped up to the second one and spread her arms out. This is it. The end. The end of pain. The end of disperse. The end of life. She closed her eyes and began to lean over.
"Ruki." That voice. "Ruki." Takato. She opened her eyes and stepped back from the edge. "Ruki, I've been looking all over for you." He said while out of breath "I go this for you." He said and held out a small black box with a silver ribbon around it. She opened it and found a necklace inside it made of silver with a polished obsidian pendent hanging from the center. As she put it on her neck it was as if it acted as a second heart. All the grief and misery that had been enveloping her was sucked into the pendent.
She stared at the box for a long time. "Do you like it?" asked Takato. She didn't answer. "Ruki, are you ok?" he asked in a hushed voice. "Yes Takato," she said hugging him, "Everything is going to be ok."
Shinning Darkness
(If they do not celebrate Christmas in Tokyo, sorry, this may be culturally incorrect)
Christmas, a time of joy, peace and giving. But not for Ruki. The streets were almost empty as she walked through them, looking up at the windows of children ripping open presents in a repulsive manor. Ever since she was a child she had hated the idea of Christmas, a old fat guy breaking into her house, violating her privacy and putting things she didn't want under a fake tree with lights. When she was six she realized there was no Santa and was glad. It was just another misguided attempt by her mom to make her feel better.
Earlier this morning she had escaped the house before they could drag her down to open presents and admire the things they got. That kind of foolish babbling make her head hurt. She had never voluntarily given a gift and never received one she liked, she had gotten jewelry, toys, books and movies, but none of that really mattered.
Juri was hosting a party for all the Tamers, but she never felt like going to any parties. They just became too obscure and pointless.
The snow blew against her as she walked up a hill to the spot the D-Reaper had landed. It had been rebuilt but still showed signs of scaring. She thought back to the final days of the D-Reaper and the final days of the need for Tamers. The days after it was defeated were happy ones for Ruki, the tamers were all together celebrating and talking. It was the only party she had ever enjoyed.
She shivered as she remembered back to when she lost Renamon, from then on it had been like a heavy weight on her heart, slowly drowning her in grief. She had tried forgetting about her, convincing herself that she was dead, but in the end the worst part was that Renamon was not dead.
Ruki stopped at the beginning of the bridge, looking around for other people. She saw none. She started walking across the bridge and stopped in the middle, looking out over the city. Hm. She thought to herself as she found Takato's house among the thousands of others along the river.
It was no better up here. The waves of grief at the loss of Renamon were taking her over. It was driven by something else too, but she couldn't put her mind on it. It was as if something, or someone, deer to her was missing or about to be taken away.
She looked over the edge of the guardrail and down into the green abyss of Tokyo Bay. How easy, she thought, it saves me so much pain. She stood up on the first bar and leaned over. She stepped up to the second one and spread her arms out. This is it. The end. The end of pain. The end of disperse. The end of life. She closed her eyes and began to lean over.
"Ruki." That voice. "Ruki." Takato. She opened her eyes and stepped back from the edge. "Ruki, I've been looking all over for you." He said while out of breath "I go this for you." He said and held out a small black box with a silver ribbon around it. She opened it and found a necklace inside it made of silver with a polished obsidian pendent hanging from the center. As she put it on her neck it was as if it acted as a second heart. All the grief and misery that had been enveloping her was sucked into the pendent.
She stared at the box for a long time. "Do you like it?" asked Takato. She didn't answer. "Ruki, are you ok?" he asked in a hushed voice. "Yes Takato," she said hugging him, "Everything is going to be ok."