Years Lost
By Setsuna Bu
Disclaimer:
I don't own Digimon never have, never will.
Author's
Notes: Matt is about 27 in this fic and so you can just guess the ages of the
other digidestined accordingly. This is the first part so tell me what you guys
thing so far.
The room was filled with a deafening
roar as the last notes of the guitar played. Girls jumping and screaming their
heads off with so much energy, and on the stage the band was sweating under the
spotlights. Yamato smiled out to the girls and gave them a wink. This action
served to send the volume of the room an octave higher. Saying their goodbyes
the band exited the stage.
" Great job man." Ichiro clapped him
on the back.
" You weren't so bad yourself." He
smiled back. " Well I think that I gotta get home. All of those late night
rehearsals have finally taken their toll on me. I'll see you guys later. "
Finding the nearest exit he rushed
to his motorcycle hoping to dodge the screaming fans. Today was his lucky day
apparently. Putting on his helmet he gunned the engine and raced on down the
streets. Getting to his apartment he quickly got to his fridge and opened up a
can of beer. Plopping down onto his sofa he let his mind wander. It had been
awhile since he had much time to himself. He and his band had been too into
their rehearsals and concerts for him to get much time to himself. Whatever
time he got he usually spent sleeping. Today though was the last concert on
their world tour. As his eyes grazed his apartment he noticed a huge pile of letters
on his coffee table.
" Guess
the maid put them there." He mumbled sifting through the pile. Fan mail, fan,
mail, fan mail, fan… wait a sec. " Hmm this looks too fancy to be fan mail." He
said as he picked up a large white envelope. It looked like it had an
invitation in it. Opening the envelope he took out a beautifully embossed
invitation with bells and doves dancing with ribbons. It read:
Love is a precious gift from
the heavens
And true love is found as
rarely as a shooting star
For it's when an angel
looses their wings and comes down from heaven
That a wonderful love can be
found.
Soul mates are a rarity,
even rarer than love.
But when two soul mates find
each other,
It is a cause for a great
celebration
You are cordially invited to
witness the joining of two beautiful souls
In the wedding of Takeru
Ishida and Hikari Kamiya
We hope that you will be
able to join the happy couple on this joyous occasion.
"My god how many years has it been?"
Counting off the years with his fingers he came up with six. "Has it really
been six years?"
Thinking back, six years before he and his band had
gotten a contract from a well-known record label in the states. Their career
started slow but before long his band had been catapulted into the top of the
charts. He had talked to his family rarely and he had completely lost track of
the rest of his friends. " How could I have lost touch with all of them, and
for this many years too. Wait a second what's today's date?" Rushing to the
calendar he found out that it was the 18th, five days before the
wedding. "Shit!" He rushed into his room and started to pack while he made a
few phone calls on his cell phone. His band and his manager understood what was
going on and they told him that he could have the next two weeks off. Finally
packed and taking his keys, he didn't notice that the answering machine had a
message on it.
