Disclaimer: Do not own digimon, or any character. The introduction of Once in a life time...Enjoy ! I also refer to the song 'Not Falling' by Mudvayne is stated a couple of times.
Summary: Tai is finally let's his emotions succumb him, and overwhelm is life. He starts to become a deep human being who is sustained by life's existence and everything else around it. Then flashbacks occur of a past. Who is she?
Once in a life time
Tai sat in a concealed room. There were four blank granite walls that sealed the room off, unable for anyone to enter or leave. He sat in the corner as his thoughts ran past him. He knew, for some odd and bizarre reason, that he was put in here for something. Whether it was because of some unfaithful act of crimes, or just because he had fallen victim of some lethal and superior enemy, he wasn't quite sure. He noticed, as he peered on the floor cuddled to produce heat in the damp and chilly environment, concealed many small bunches of straw, and dirt covered the floor. 'I wish I could find a way out... Instead of being trapped in a void. I wish...' thought Tai.
Tai sat up from English class. He had snoozed again. 'Fuck, I hope the teacher hadn't noticed... 'Thought Tai, as he looked around the class room, as he noticed every ones gaze was averted to Tai.
Tai blushed with a major crimson tint, covering his cheeks. He looked like an ass again! Tai looked at the front of the class room. He saw the teacher staring directly at him. Yamato, one of Tai's best friends, laughed with great pleasure. He always laughed at Tai. Especially since Tai had been rejected by his first true love, or least he thought it was his first love. But he wasn't sure now. Tai had a lot on his mind. It was sometimes difficult to think or process what had previously happened.
"I'll see you at the end of class, Mr.Kamiya!" scolded Mr. Mackay, a foreign teacher present in Japan to teach English to the Japanese.
Tai decided to ignore what the teacher was teaching and attempted to explore the many objects in the class room. His attention zoomed in on the clock, affixed on the wall above the teacher's desk. It ticked every, second, minute and hour. The priceless artifact sat in the same motion, year after year. The only thing that had moved was what was inside the concealed object that revealed a quantity that could never be reversed. Just too bad time could not be reversible. Then he could change the past he had to recap, every single day he awoke.
He attention shifted from the clock to the teachers desk. The desk was at the front of the class room, at Obida Regional High School. It was a typical wooden desk. It was very rectangular. The legs had been replaced a couple of times, due to the fact that there was scraped paint and chunks of wood were missing right were the legs had been set in. On top there lied many objects, on the one desk that was tabooed from students to touch, a picture of his family in a nice pewter frame, which was definitely bought at a dollar store. Every time that I had needed to pass in work for Mr. Mackay, I would always look at the happy faces of his two children and his wife. They have a smile that could last forever. A coffee mug, with a large print of the Looney Tunes, was actually used as a place for Mr. Mackay to place the extra pens and pencils in. Tai was the one to usually go up and take either a pen or pencil. He was quite forgetful.
But, then as he started to wander else where on the desk, the bell rang for class. RINNNNNG! Tai slowly got out of his seat, and tried to walk out of class, as if he was avoiding people. He had successfully completed another mission in espionage. He was caught unseen, and nobody had come up to talk to him, except one particular person. "Tai, tell me what is wrong? You can me, we've been really good friends. Don't hold things back! Tell me Tai!" explained Sora, who was now Matt's girl friend.
Tai had once liked the girl, but when she had to prove Tai wrong, Sora did in fact take things to a new extreme. 'I... I see... The demons...That hold me down..' quoted Tai, in his train of thought. "Thanks Sora, but if I needed to talk to someone, I think I'll talk to someone who cares and won't insult me. I think you hurt me enough. Just... leave me alone..." sobbed Tai, as he felt like a complete asshole crying in the hallway of the school.
Tai ran away to enter the bathroom, as Sora watched Tai leave her probably for the last time. She knew what she did was wrong. But now, it was unchangeable. The past is now over, unable to correct the life changing mistakes. She wished for things to get better, but she knew only time could do that.
Tai set his hands upon both sides of the sink, as he felt his face heat up. The liquid abstance crawled down his innocent cheeks. He felt the heat radiate from both his cheeks and the tears. 'Why do I have to be the one to cry over a stupid incident? I'M SUPOOSED TO BE THE COURAGOUS ONE!" yelled Tai, as he slammed his fists hard against the marble counter that had suspended the bathroom sinks.
He looked at himself in the mirror. He saw someone who had been held down by his friends. Tai was always in doubt when he thought of admitting it. Tai was never really a guy to admit bad stuff about his 'friends'. He never brought himself enough courage to tell them the truth. He was scared and nervous. But he knew they held him back, from being Tai. They always did. Tai looked up in the mirror again, to see a red cheeked boy, with a liquid falling from blood shot eyes. The innocent boy looked helpless and lost. That boy was him.
Just then, as Tai least suspected it, Daisuke walked in the bathroom. Tai knew it was him from the way he had shuffled his feet on the ground. Tai quickly ran into a stall, as quietly and stealthily as possible, and safely locked the stall hiding his world of hurt. He succeeded, as he remained concealed from the wandering Daisuke. Tai would give him credit. Daisuke was pretty smart, but not smart enough, or at least as smart as he thought he was. Daisuke quickly came in the bathroom, examined it slowly, and then departed again.
Finally Tai then exited the small space, to look himself over in the mirror again. He saw a blank face now. ' I...I stand... not falling... not falling down...' quoted Tai, as he felt it was now time to leave, as he saw in the background of the mirror all of his friends, each giving Tai a look of disgust, displeasure, unpleasant scowls and scolding frowns.
Tai exited the bathroom to notice that last class was completely over now. 'Damn' began Tai, as talked to himself, 'I missed another class again... Oh well, it's only school. I still got my soccer career...' Tai began walking to his locker. The halls contained little, or no people. It was usually the ones that stayed after school for extra help, or if the needed to ask teachers certain questions. Tai thanked himself, because he knew he would never, ever be caught staying after school.
The lockers, he noticed, looked very unclean. Dents, sloshed paint, and random placements of stickers made each section for each grade different. He passed the grade nine set of lockers. He was in grade twelve, so he had a ways to go yet. The tiled floor was quite monotonous, as Tai stared at it while he walked. He noticed that the same pattern kept on repeating itself, over and over again. Almost like a broken record, replay the last two to five seconds over and over again.
Tai never really noticed it but he had actually arrived to the grade twelve locker section. It was the worst looking section of the school. The school couldn't afford all full lockers, so they ordered half sized lockers. It was weird to see full sized lockers switch from full size to half sized lockers. Some lockers were missing doors. Some were really badly dented, obviously from the result of some ones uncontrollable anger. His locker number was 9401, located on top halves of the lockers. He looked at the worn down locker. Its beige tint was a sore sight. But it served it purpose well. No one, Tai thought of, had broke into it. He grabbed the locker, as he attempted to remember his combination. 12...6...24... and like magic, as he spun the combination in on his locker, it opened with great ease.
Tai removed the opened lock and then grabbed the door, and swung it open. It revealed a space that had a jacket, and a single strapped book bag. He realized also that he had his novel from English in his jeans pocket. He quickly stashed it in his note bag. He reached above his book bag, to his jacket, and slipped on the black track coat over his slender body with ease. He then took his book bag out and slipped it on his shoulder, and began his walk home. He didn't like to take the bus , or get drives from Yamato, or his mom. He wanted the exercise. Plus he didn't really get along with Yamato that great. They were two totally different people, living in two totally different worlds. Yamato was a deep and understanding young man who was also mature and sweet. Tai on the other hand was annoying and immature. He wasn't very deep at all, and he was never that well at understanding of other people.
He looked over to his left, as he heard a student obviously having a huge dispute with a teacher. It sounded like a problem with math. Something maybe doing with the circumference of a circle having to do with the calculation of an algebraic question. Math also didn't interest Tai that much too. He never really like the fact of using numbers, and filling in equations with them. Too bad he was failing. He looked at his watch. Three forty seven. He's late again. 'Man I'm never on time. Mom's probably worried again...' thought Tai as slammed the locker door shut, and sealed it with the lock.
It confirmed its action with a rather loud click, signaling Tai that it had closed. He then began walking off in the distance, and halted at the door. Flashbacks of some one danced in his head, but for some reason he couldn't remember who it was. It was a girl he noticed. A slender girl. She wore a skirt, as she twirled around. Her long brown hair swayed as well, as each step she took. A noticeable smile was present, and here eyes seem to be glazed hazy. To him it was almost irresistible. The girl called out Tai's name, as he attempted to reach out...
Tai then realized he had been dreaming it. He wasn't the first time that had happened. He has had many other small daydreams like it too. Tai then pushed on the bar that opened the door, as if the bar itself was the key to open it. He took his first step outside. The first he noticed was that it was a bit chilly, but not that cold. It was cold enough though that he had to keep his hands in his pockets. He started on his long trek home. He started to think again. 'I wish I could trust again...' though Tai, as he looked up at the big and infinite sky.
When Tai looked up, he saw massive grey clouds. It pretty much covered up the blue, as all you could see was grayness. He then he saw a plane. 'Another flight taken, another flight forgotten...' muttered Tai in his thought, as he thought of his attempts to take a flight to some where like America.
'I wish that I had some one to talk to...' added Tai as he briefly looked down and looked back up. The sky seemed to cry, as many white fragments fell out of the grey clouds. As the first flake of snow fell, and fell in Tai's direction. As it made its descent, it finally halted at the edge of Tai's nose, as tears now filled his face, crawling down it. He only wished...