Hope you all like this fic. It's going to be a Sorato (sora/yamato). Well enjoy and it's based on the song "I'm Okay" by Christina Aguilera form her new CD 'Stripped'. I might add more chapters but only if I get good reviews and at least five or I'll just leave it like this.

Disclaimer: I don't own digimon.. blah blah blah.

I'm Okay

Once Upon a time there was a young girl named Sora Takenouchi. She was in her room, her back against a blue wooden door and her knee's against her chest, her head gently resting on them. Tears spilled from her extraordinary ruby red eyes and another sob racked through her body. She could still hear the yelling through the door and another painful yelp from her mother.

This was her world, this was the place she called home. Home was supposed to be comforting and warm. A place where you could feel safe, but instead she was scared of this place she called home. Sadly, this was nothing new to her. She would always come home from school, help her mother prepare dinner and her father would arrive drunk. He would start yelling at her for no reason and after a while Sora had gotten used to it. She had gotten used to all the screaming and all the insults thrown at her by her father. She would no longer cry when he yelled at her or insulted her.

Until one day her father got angry because she wouldn't cry anymore. That one day screaming and hurting her emotionally wasn't enough for him. He wanted to see her cry. Why? Because there was something wrong with Sora's father, he was a twisted soul who received joy out of hurting others. That one day, Sora's father started a physical assault that would lead to many others. That one day her mother just watched from the shock. He had never laid one finger on her until that fateful day. She was only the tender age of nine. After that, when her father would try to hurt her, Sora's mother would try and stop him. She would yell at him to stop and he would turn his physical assaults to her. Sora would just stand there, scared, for herself, and for her mother. The looks that crossed her mothers face only broke Sora's hurt more then it already was. After the second hit her mother received from her father, Sora would run upstairs and lock herself in her room. She would cry herself to sleep.

The next morning she would wake up, and pretend as if nothing ever happened. But it was hard pretending that, because it did happen. She would look into her body mirror and see the fresh new batches of bruises. She applied her cover of make up to hide her bruises. When she was younger, she didn't know how to cover the bruises, so she would just lie, saying she got them when she was playing soccer. Now she was a fifteen year-old girl, and a pretty one at that. With her long auburn colored locks of hair, that would naturally curl at the bottom, and she had a nice figure from playing all the sports she played. And her eyes, they were ruby red, like two jewels.

As she walked downstairs to the kitchen, she would walk in to see her mother with fresh new batches of bruises also. She would run to her mother and engulf her into a large hug and the two would cry. And this was a normal routine for Sora Takenouchi.

She went through the whole routine all over again later that night. She cried herself asleep, and woke up in the morning examining her body for the new batch of bruises. She applied her make-up which she hated doing. She would never wear make-up if she didn't have to, but she did. She dressed into her Odaiba High, school uniform. She walked down the stairs only to find her mother again beaten up badly. Lately, the beating had gotten worse for her mother and Sora was feeling even more horrible then she usually did.

"Hey mom, how are you doing? You okay? You don't look to well today," Sora's voice was dripping with concern. Her mother smiled weekly.

" Sora honey, I'm fine. I feel a little woozy but nothing I can't handle," her mother, Erika, replied softly. Sora's eyes began to water," shhhhh, sweetheart, don't cry." Erika cupped her daughters face with her hand. She looked into Sora's eyes and then began to examine her face. She noticed the cover up Sora had applied and could faintly notice the bruises. Her eyes watered also. "Oh Sora!" she cried. "You don't deserve this! You just don't!"

"Mom, please don't cry." Sora pleaded. Her mother sniffled and then mumbled a small sorry and I'm fine.

"But really Sora, how are you holding up?"

"I'm okay," Sora whispered, "I've been better." A small spell of silence settled into the kitchen. "Well I gotta get going Mom, or I'll be late for school. I love you and take care!" Sora turned away from her mother and picked up her book bag. She smiled softly at her and began walking towards the door.

"I love you to Sora, and watch out for yourself okay?" Sora turned towards her mother nodded and gave her a comforting smile. Erika stood there even after the door had slammed shut, signaling that Sora had left. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and sobs racked through her body violently. Erika fell to the floor on her knees. She began to softly whisper, "Sora, you don't deserve this!" over and over again.

While walking to school, Sora had been thinking hard on what was going on in her life. She couldn't believe how she still could put up with the things that were happening to her. She couldn't understand how she could live a normal life at school knowing about what happened every night. Knowing she would always come home to get beaten and leave her home with bruises. As she continued walking, she was so absorbed in her thinking, that she didn't hear someone calling her name. She finally heard someone yell "SORA!" and abruptly turned around. A smile had sneaked its away unto her face as she looked at the sight before her. There stood her two best friends in the world, panting and breathing heavily, their hands on their knees.

"Gosh Sora! Are you deaf or something!?" The one with large brown hair asked sarcastically.

"Yannoe I think she is Tai. We've been calling her for like 10 minutes!" The blonde one cried.

"Sorry guys, I was thinking."

" Oh my gosh! Sora Takenouchi was thinking!" Taichi Kamiya, the brown haired one. (a/n duh.. can I make it anymore obvious) said dramatically.

"Whatever Tai. I'd be surprised if you got absorbed in thinking." She smirked at him.

He glared, and stuck his nose up in the air. "How rude!" They all dissolved into a fit of giggles.

"So, Sora, what are you doing later today?" Yamato Ishida, the blonde one (a/n again DUH J) asked.

"I don't really know, just go home and start homework," she replied ~and get beat up again~ she thought sadly.

"Oh" was all Yamato had said. A comfortable silence had fallen around them. Sora looked at her surroundings while walking. It was the beginning of Fall and the leaves had already begun to change colors.

"Another day, another boring class, and another way of wasting precious time," Tai sighed.

"Tell me about it," Matt mumbled.

"Actually I like school."

"WHAT!" both teenage boys cried.

"How can you like school?" Tai cried.

"I dunno" She replied quietly, ~To get away from the pain. It's the only place I can go to get away from the beatings.~

"Well you're a strange one Sora," Matt laughed softly, "but we still love you!" he gave her a heart-melting smile and threw his arm over her shoulder. She winced slightly as his arm draped over her should. She had gotten a really large bruise there last night. She smiled weakly back at both of them.

They didn't know about her beatings. They didn't even know about her father drinking. They didn't know anything at all and that's the way she wanted it. She wasn't afraid that they would leave her, no it was nothing like that. She knew they would try to help her if she told them. But she didn't want their help. She wanted to do this on her own. She didn't want them to get involved. This was between her family, and nobody else.

(a/n sorry for the skipping around but yeh, I don't really wanna write about her day)

The School bell rang and all the students rushed out of the door like a heard of buffalo. Sora on the other hand walked out slowly. Taking her time. Her name was being called yet again and she turned around to face Matt.

"Hey Yama! Whats up?"

"Nothing really. I just wanted to talk with you."

"Oh?" she raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

"Well, I was wondering how you've been doing. You haven't been talking to Tai or me lately. So I'm sort of worried. You look paler then usual. And.."

Sora put her finger up to his lips silencing him. "Thanks for worrying about me Yama. But I'm Okay." ~He's so sweet~ To tell you the truth. Sora had developed a crush on Yamato recently. She wasn't afraid to admit that to herself. But she was definitely afraid to admit that to him or anyone else. She gave him a reassuring smile.

"Are you sure your okay?" She nodded. "I'm just worried about you Sor."

"I know you are, but I'm okay, you don't have to worry." She noticed the unsure look in his features. "Here, Give me a hug." The two embraced. ~Sora please be okay. I can feel some things up. You're not okay. Please tell me whats wrong. I love you and I don't want anything to happen to you~ He buried his face into her hair. He too was growing fond of her. The two couldn't see that they were falling for each other.

"Well I better get going before my mother worries." He nodded. They had spent more time then they expected to. It was getting dark fast.

"How bout I walk you home?"

"NO!" she yelled, "I mean, no its okay you don't have to go out of your way."

"Are you sure?" he wasn't too sure but if she said okay, then he would let it be. She nodded vigorously. "Okay bye! And take care." He gave her one more hug and a kiss on the cheek. She blushed and gave him a shy smile.

"Bye!" she whispered. As soon as he was out of sight, she began running towards her home. ~Oh shit I'm late! I'm gonna get an extra beating.~ she tensed up at the mention of beating. She arrived home and ran into the house. The sight that was before her wasn't a welcoming one.

Her father sat at the kitchen table, a look of pure anger on his face. She looked around for her mother only to find her on the kitchen floor. Sora let out a gasp and was about to run to aid her mother when her father suddenly roared "STAY WHERE YOU ARE!" Sora winced at his voice. He walked over to her and grabbed her by her hair. Sora yelped as she felt the pain course through her body.

He brought her face right up to his and asked almost menacingly " Why were you late?"

Sora had begun to silently cry. "I'm sorry…I…I didn't mean to come home late. We had to stay after school to work on a project." She whispered hesitantly. But as soon as she realized she said 'we' she regretted it.

"We? Who's 'we'? You and your boyfriend you little whore. I knew you were lying. You were probably out with him smooching him and doing god knows what else!! YOU LITTLE SLUT!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs angrily. (a/n I'm really sorry about the cussing and all so yeah. SORRY!) He slammed her head against the kitchen table. She cried out in pain. A trickle of blood slipping down her face. He threw her body against the wall and she fell to the floor. She felt pain shooting up and down her whole body. This was the worst beating she had received yet. She was crying, the tears were falling down her cheeks quickly. "He wasn't my boyfriend," she said weekly. Big mistake.

"What did you say?" he growled. He picked her up by her hair again and she gritted her teeth. "I said he wasn't my boyfriend. He's just a friend."

He let out a cruel laugh. "Yeah right! You think I'm that stupid to believe that bullshit!" He threw her to the ground and began to kick her. A small trickle of blood was spilling out of her mouth. With one last kick, he picked her body and threw it against the wall. "YOU DISGUST ME!" he yelled. And just like that he left. He probably left to drink some more. Sora was trying to take in all the pain. Surprisingly she hadn't lost unconsciousness.

She painfully crawled over to her mother. She turned her mother so she was facing up. Sora began to cry more as she noticed the dry blood on her mothers face, and all the bruises. "Oh mom!" she whispered. She checked her mothers pulse and luckily her mother was still breathing. Sora shakily stood up and began walking upstairs. She felt so much pain. She walked into her room and shut the door. She sank to her knees and like previous nights, began to cry her eyes out. This time the pain felt worse, not only physically but emotionally too. Her crying began to lessen as she began to feel drowsiness engulf her. She fell asleep her back against the blue wooden door and her head resting on her knees. Tomorrow would be a new day, but nothing would change. She had to keep on telling herself and others that "I'm Okay", whether things were okay or not.

Well I hoped you liked that. Please review and take care. And if you would like me to continue with a second chapter just say so in the review or else it'll just stay like this.

Or maybe not ;)