Dedication to: For my friend Katy whose birthday was on the 27th of
February, Amai, Eternal Moonbeam, Lilac, Crisis Haylo (my Onii-Chan/older
brother), and all those other cool people who are also talented, including
Silver and Hikari Takaishi. This is also for the Kenkeru ML!~ Also for Amai's
contest with the prompt with "The End" and Lilac's weird couples contest! To
Amai: Yes Ken gets his hand chopped off during the next few chapters! This is
just a prologue, and things are starting to progress. What is Takeru's (T.K's)
message? And is he dead? Read and see!
Disclaimer: Toei and
Saban own Digimon and their characters and such. Only this fic, the computer
I'm typing this on, and the quote at the bottom are mine. Don't steal my idea!
Or is it just The
End?
----By: A-Chan Yuy----
The silence.
It was the natural everlasting purity of
silence.
It just brings a point up to me.
The End.
The thoughts, the pain, its so…painful.
Exhilariting. Perplexing, confusion all
bundled up.
I really don't know what to do. It's all a
memory, a figment of the past.
But really, it's saddening to think about
those emerald eyes. His luscious green eyes are so beautiful. They melt the ice
of my heart. It's truly weird. I can't understand myself. It's particularly
strange.
My heart is thumping faster than before.
Every time I try to look at him, his face is so solemn, unemotional whatsoever,
it stings and burns at my chest. True, some people may think I should go with
Daisuke (Davis), or Miyako (Yolei) for all I care. I'm my true person, but just
lost. Lonely, I'm trapped through some kind of vortex of some kind. I really
don't know what to do.
Being for who I was in the past, I kindly
blame myself for those deaths that happened. All that bloodshed, splattered at
my feet. Reoccurring events in my mind make me think, stimulating the logical
explanations, my brain still fried. I really don't know.
I stared outside just to see the silence
passed around. People were conspicuously quiet, as the raindrops splash on top
the windowpane steadily and slowly. The dark clouds were huddling together,
while the sun tried to peek out, just with one strand of light, on me.
I really don't understand why I got
kindness. I've been cruel most of the time, still with the unemotional sting,
that trail of ignorance in my voice. But why am I kindness? I have got a black
seed. But then again…
The droplets turning to spray, a visitor
knocks at my door.
"Who is it?"
Knock knock.
"It's me."
Who, I wonder.
"Huh?"
Another knock.
"It's just me. You know Takeru (T.K)?"
Takeru, I thought. Without much less
thinking, I opened the door, looking face to face to Takaishi's oceanic eyes,
which were sparkling with dew of happiness and anxiety. His fist were clutched
tight, his knuckles pure white, probably trying to withstand my presence or
something.
"I-I, just wanted to…" and his eyeballs
rolled over, showing his whites as his body fell headfirst, managing to catch
him in the nick of time. His skin so pale, and his breathing deeply shallow.
What did he want? If he wanted to say
something he would of… No wait? Was it
happiness and anxiety? That would lead to two things. A) He was going to
confess something about love that either concerns me, or B) Has some message to
send me, by hand. But then again, there are also other choices.
Carrying him into my arms, I hastily try to
find the phone, and dial 911. In two minutes flat, a round of sirens hesitantly
filled the air as the paramedics and ambulances raced out of their vehicles to
the complex. Another minute passes by, knocking at the front door, their gloves
muffling the tone.
Jogging carefully, I managed to get the
bottom lock undone, and turning the knob. The murmur of his sleeping felt
entirely strange though it felt like a brotherly feeling. I don't know why, but
it did.
The man took Takeru out of my arms and I ran
out of the apartment, shutting the door, not giving a care in the world. He had
seemed to exhilarate my interests, and I sprinted past the man, whizzing
through the stairs, and out the lobby doors, swerving right.
After four blocks, I took a left turn and
the fourth building I halted. Odaiba Hospital, huh? Leisurely walking, I
stepped through the doors, and Takeru came in a stretcher all pale and
shallowly breathing. I just don't know in this world. This world is so corrupt
I can't imagine why. He wanted to tell me something, and I'm going to get it.
But all in time, Takeru seemed to stop a
heartbeat, as he stopped still for a second. No breathing, no rising or
falling. Just silence. Or was it just the end?
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Some weird piece I typed up and finished at
the stroke of 11:00 PM CST. It's for Amai's contest with the prompt of "The
End." This is going to have some yaoi in it. Daikeru is one for sure, and maybe
some slight hint of Kenori. This was a thought in Ken's view, and Takeru
wanted to say something. There might be some Kenkeru interaction, and if
there is, it's more like a deep friendship. I don't know if there's anymore.
Well, this is also for the Kenkeru ML, and every one of you is friendly!! And
your stuff rocks compared to mine.
The End
is just merely a beginning for a new dawn,
For
without it, nothing or anything would exist.
~A.Y.
(Me)