Disclaimer: Yeah, you know I don't own Digimon and blah, blah, blah. But, I do own Taku!!!!! So there! But all you people, who want to use him, use him. I won't make you put a disclaimer! I'm nice!
AN: This is probably one of my best stories… my writing style has improved drastically and I look forward to critiques (NOT FLAMES) and anything that can help me improve.
The 'Ship!
~Tai's P.O.V.~
"And with 1:00 minute left in the game, local star Tai Kamiya is racing down the field!" boomed the loudspeaker, captivating all the fans attention.
"Some star I am. I can't even beat Sora in soccer," I thought to myself as the wind whipped at my face causing the adrenaline to pound in my ears. Regret filled my thoughts, "Sora should be the one here, not me…" I continued my mad dash down the field, blinded by my thoughts and the wind. The moves came naturally to me and I didn't give them any thoughts, I just let my muscles do the work while my thoughts strayed to the brunette that had not been allowed to join the boy's soccer team because she was a girl.
"Tai Kamiya races down the field with thirty seconds left in the game! Can he make the goal in time to win the semi-finals? Or will this game have to go into over-time?" The announcer practically screamed into the microphone.
"Timeout on the field!" called a referee.
"What? Why would they stop the game with only thirty seconds left?!" I wondered along with the rest of the audience. This was a semi-final game. "Did I foul anyone?" I wondered frantically. I glanced around at the rest of his team, but they just shook their heads, looking as befuddled as I felt.
The refs cleared all questions as he resolved our thoughts, "our announcer has lost his voice! So we'll let one of our 'growing young stars' in the sport take over!" she explained, "Please continue Sora Takenouchi!"
My heart thudded as she took her place at the microphone. It wasn't fair… she had the talent to be on this field but instead she was working the announcer's booth. She should have been feeling regret and sorrow but as her angelic voice filled the stadium I heard only joy and content.
"Thanks! Now! Time in!" Sora called into the microphone.
"Tai is now racing down the field. Heck with that! Tai Kamiya is now about to dodge Frantes, fake left, favor his left foot all the way down the field until he strikes with his left foot!" She predicted ease of my moves with ease. I smiled as I did exactly what she said at the moment she said it. She knew me too well… I guess I haven't changed my style since we were kids.
I let my attention linger on the nuances in her voice. It was as if God was speaking to me… I closed my eyes for a second and enjoyed hearing my best friends voice. I opened them quickly feeling that I was getting closer to the goal. I switched to my right foot and prepared to strike when I noticed in the corner of my eye an opposing jersey. Suddenly it was as if time had sped up… One second I was about to strike the next I was on the ground feeling excruciating pain. I winced and tried to pull myself together… trying to be strong. I had to stay conscious… I just had to… but pain was overwhelming. I welcomed the blackness despite all my emotions. The last thing I heard was Sora and Taku screaming "TAI!!!"
"Tai! Please wake up!"
"Gosh Sora you don't have to scream in my ear," I told her as I opened my eyes. The first thing I noticed was the smell. It was that awful, stinky smell of medicine. It was so strong that I felt like I was tasting it. I winced, knowing exactly where I was: the hospital. Next thing I noticed was that my parents were there, tears streaming down their faces and all. I couldn't tell whether they were from joy or being afraid. There were also the Digidestined, new and old. They looked relieved. Sora and Taku were kneeling at my bedside, both had been holding back their tears, like they always have done.
"See I told you it would work," Sora told the doctors, then she turned to me, "Tai, sorry I did that. I just had to wake you up somehow." She had an angelic face on, so I had to forgive her. I couldn't bear seeing her so worried or guilty.
"We're even. This makes up for me puking in your hat and not telling you about it," I told her.
Sora nodded, smiling through the tears that she had been holding back. She stepped away so the others could approach me. Matt was first.
"Dude! I feel so bad for you," he told me. "I know how much this must hurt you."
"What must hurt me?" I asked.
"You mean to tell me that you haven't noticed?" Taku asked startled.
"Noticed what?" What was with all these questions?
"I don't know how to put this lightly…" Matt started.
"You're not going to tell me that we lost the game!?" I panicked.
"No, the game went into over-time, but thanks to Taku here, your team won," Matt replied.
"Then what's so wrong?" I asked for the millionth time.
"Well… when Frantes slide-tackled you… with all the speed when both of you collided, you broke your leg," he told me. Izzy saw the panic in my eyes.
"Don't worry, it's only a slight fracture, it'll mend in only about two months or so," he reassured me. So much good that did. He only made the situation worse. I couldn't play in the Championships!