Pure Essence: Hello People! I haven't written for a long time. This story is originally created by Ssilence (My cousin), and I'm giving credit to her. I'm just going to write the ending since she refuses to finish it…. Anyways, Enjoy people!

Disclaimer: Me don't' own digimon and I don't think I ever will

The Road Not Taken Chapter 1

Golden blonde hair fluttered in the wind, catching every glint of the setting sun. But the sky was not a sea of dazzling color. Quite the contrary, it was a dark gray color. The dark-colored clouds are moving rapidly, covering up the bright yellow sun. His brother, the moon could only be seen faintly in the foggy sky.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Raindrops fell slowly. One drop after another.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The golden blonde hair teenager was sitting on the base of a statue in a park, her hair hanging loosely over her shoulders and aquamarine eyes that were once so lively looked so dull. Her face was shaped finely-, with pale peach skin and full lips; it didn't take a genius to know that she was indeed beautiful. She wore a thin violet jacket over a casual T-shirt and long blue jeans. She was sitting on base of a statue, one of her right leg bent and an arm slung over it. Her eyes were out of focused, indicating that she was deep in thought.

Why?

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The rain would not answer her question. It tells her nothing and tells no answers to the questions that she had in mind.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Her hands balled into fists, her sharp nails digging into her skin, imprinting thin crescent moons into her smooth skin.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

It should have been sunny outside, Izumi thought. It shouldn't be raining. The weather's not suppose to feel the way I am.

She closed her dull aquamarine eyes.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

The rain fell silently and steadily. It did not disturb the sixteen-year-old, who was deep in thought. No. Instead, it fell soundlessly, giving her the silence she needed.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

It had all began this way.

~*~*~*~*~*~Flashback~*~*~*~*~*~

Izumi knelt behind the petite willow tree and stared out.

Why?

She stared hard at the scene.

Takuya was laughing with a brown haired girl with blonde streaks. Her sapphire eyes twinkled with amusement. She was Akina. Akina Toriayama. Takuya's new girlfriend. She jabbed Takuya playfully in the ribs with her elbow and grinned.

"Takuya, it's great being with you." Akina said, smiling brightly. Her sapphire eyes glistened in the sunlight.

"That's right." Takuya said good-naturally. "I'm sure I'm the greatest person to be with, right?"

Izumi felt her blood boil. Her nails dug into the bark of the willow tree as she gripped a branch tightly.

How could he? How could he be dating someone else behind her back?

Izumi shook with anger. She and Takuya had been dating for three years now, and she thought that her life could not get any better. But she was wrong.

Why is he doing this? Doesn't he care how I feel?

Izumi watched in pure anger as Takuya planted a kiss on Akina's cheek, making the brunette turn into a brilliant shade of magenta.

I hate you Takuya!

Izumi screamed in her mind over and over. She glared at the pair, leaning against the cherry blossom tree. Takuya's arm was wrapped around Akina's waist. Izumi felt her eyes watered.

Don't you dare cry over that dirty little cheat! Izumi screamed at herself furiously.

But it was no use.

She cried anyway.

The tears slid silently down her face, echoing soundlessly of her sorrow and anger.

Izumi, why are you so weak?

Izumi chided herself, disgusted at her tears.

Why are you crying over him, when he cheated you?

Izumi felt angrier by the minute. She couldn't bear to watch the scene any longer. She stood up, knowing that she would give herself away, and started walking away in a swift moment.

"Izumi!" Takuya's shocked voice rang out. "Izumi! Wait up! I can explain!"

But Izumi had disappeared from sight.

I hate you Takuya! I hate you! I hate you! I don't want to see you ever again!

All the while she was thinking of angry thoughts, she wandered into the train station. It was the Shibuya train station, the one she took five years before. She walked rapidly down the steps, bumping into several people who made some nasty comments to her. But Izumi didn't hear. Her mind was too full of thoughts for her to hear what the people had said.

She walked up to a ticket machine and angrily shoved some money into the machine. The machine gave off a sound and a pale yellow ticket popped out of the slot. Izumi grabbed the ticket and went downstairs and waited impatiently for the train to arrive. She didn't know where she was going, but she wasn't going to stay here for another minute.

She began to pace back and forth impatiently, her dull aquamarine eyes shifting nervously.

Why? Why? Why?

She didn't want to stay here. Maybe not even to live. But she wanted to go somewhere else. But why? Nobody could answer her that. Not even herself.

When the train arrived, she immediately board it and took a seat all by herself by the end of the train compartment. She didn't want to be near anyone at the moment. No one.

Where can I go? Where should I go?

Izumi could only wonder.

~*~*~*~*~*~Flashback ends~*~*~*~*~*~

Pure Essence: Tha's all folks! The end of chapter one! Hoped you enjoyed it!