I Believe
Chapter 1- The Way Things Started
By Area99
Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon in anyway what so ever. Some ideas are also taken from a Korean movie called My Sassy Girl.
This will be a mimato so if you don't like it, it's not my problem. I've already (in a way) have warned you about it so don't send complains saying that I didn't. Yah, in this fic there are quite a few swear words so try to find something more suitable for yourself to read if you don't like people swearing.
It's been three years since we've seen each other, under this oak tree. We've promised each other that will meet here two years later, but you still haven't come yet. I'm going to wait here no matter what.
----flashback----
Addiction to alcohol, cigarettes, and fights are all main ingredients in my life. You can say it me helps a lot but it can also put me into deep shit. I'm not like one of those bad boys who goes car racing or those who beats up people to get their money. I'm just a guy tries to act tough, but deep inside; I'm just a fucking coward.
Do you think I really don't care about my parent's divorce, hell, of course I do. My whole life surrounded around my family, well, until it started to break apart. I was just a little kid, a kid who was afraid, afraid of being left behind by his parents. It's not like being thrown away in a physical way, but a way in which parents just don't love you anymore. No matter how I tried to impress them with my grades, awards, attitude, they just push me away. That kind of coldness had shattered me into pieces; it just hurts so much when I even think about it. As time gradually passes by, I started to hide myself underneath a shell. That barrier helped others to keep away from me, preventing me to have feelings towards them.
I started to loosen up during and after our adventure in Digiworld, especially towards Mimi. I've concealed this feeling for a few years now. Few friends of mine, like Tai, Koushiro, Jyou, and Takeru, have already noticed it a long time ago. They all encouraged me to confess my feelings, but I'm just a fucking jerk who too scared to try. Now that she's in the US, I can already guess that I've lost my chance.
That's what I thought before I met her again in the subway.
I was walking towards subway then I noticed a girl was standing on the edge of the platform. Then my conscious kicked in and I caught her before she got smashed by a subway train. I was about to walk away before she threw a vicious glare at me. I just can't understand girls these days, I just saved her ass and before you know it she's staring at you like hell. God, she just looks like a ghost who just escaped from the Underworld.
The subway train came and I stood in a corner that was next to the door. Now I had the time of considering what I had just done. There's something oddly familiar about this girl. I normally wouldn't help any girl in the subway. One thing I can tell is that she's got something for the color pink. PINK! Would it be Mimi? Nah, she's in the states now, not here in Japan.
My train of thoughts was broken by the sound of someone barfing. Ewww. It's that girl again! She's definitely not Mimi, Mimi will never be drunk. The problem is that she puked on a guy's head! That's disgusting.
Before I knew it, she turned to me and said, "Honey" and then fainted. Well, no one was kind enough to catch her during the fall so I think a large bruise is going to form on her head.
"Hey, you." I heard that old guy managed to say. "Me?" I pointed to myself. "Yah you, idiot. Your girlfriend had just barfed on me. Of course it's your responsibility to clean this stuff off." He pointed to his head. "But I'm not her boyfriend." "Stop lying kid. I am old but I'm not stupid. I heard her say honey before she fainited."
Well there's no way I can get out of this now. I was using my favorite sweatshirt to wipe the somewhat digested instant noodles off the guy's wig. It was all soggy and stuff. Ack.
"Next time, take good care of your girlfriend." He ordered. "She's not." I decided not to finish my sentence. So instead I said, "Yes sir."
So now I'm giving her a piggy-back ride, trying to figure out what to do next. The only way to solve this problem is going to the motel. And things got worst after I decided to help this girl.
I'll end the first chapter here. I hope u guys will review this story since this is my first time writing a fan fic. So I would like some comments on my writing. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad. Yah. Thanks I'll write the second chapter and post it up soon. But it still depends on the reviews I get. Cya around. Area99
Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon in anyway what so ever. Some ideas are also taken from a Korean movie called My Sassy Girl.
This will be a mimato so if you don't like it, it's not my problem. I've already (in a way) have warned you about it so don't send complains saying that I didn't. Yah, in this fic there are quite a few swear words so try to find something more suitable for yourself to read if you don't like people swearing.
It's been three years since we've seen each other, under this oak tree. We've promised each other that will meet here two years later, but you still haven't come yet. I'm going to wait here no matter what.
----flashback----
Addiction to alcohol, cigarettes, and fights are all main ingredients in my life. You can say it me helps a lot but it can also put me into deep shit. I'm not like one of those bad boys who goes car racing or those who beats up people to get their money. I'm just a guy tries to act tough, but deep inside; I'm just a fucking coward.
Do you think I really don't care about my parent's divorce, hell, of course I do. My whole life surrounded around my family, well, until it started to break apart. I was just a little kid, a kid who was afraid, afraid of being left behind by his parents. It's not like being thrown away in a physical way, but a way in which parents just don't love you anymore. No matter how I tried to impress them with my grades, awards, attitude, they just push me away. That kind of coldness had shattered me into pieces; it just hurts so much when I even think about it. As time gradually passes by, I started to hide myself underneath a shell. That barrier helped others to keep away from me, preventing me to have feelings towards them.
I started to loosen up during and after our adventure in Digiworld, especially towards Mimi. I've concealed this feeling for a few years now. Few friends of mine, like Tai, Koushiro, Jyou, and Takeru, have already noticed it a long time ago. They all encouraged me to confess my feelings, but I'm just a fucking jerk who too scared to try. Now that she's in the US, I can already guess that I've lost my chance.
That's what I thought before I met her again in the subway.
I was walking towards subway then I noticed a girl was standing on the edge of the platform. Then my conscious kicked in and I caught her before she got smashed by a subway train. I was about to walk away before she threw a vicious glare at me. I just can't understand girls these days, I just saved her ass and before you know it she's staring at you like hell. God, she just looks like a ghost who just escaped from the Underworld.
The subway train came and I stood in a corner that was next to the door. Now I had the time of considering what I had just done. There's something oddly familiar about this girl. I normally wouldn't help any girl in the subway. One thing I can tell is that she's got something for the color pink. PINK! Would it be Mimi? Nah, she's in the states now, not here in Japan.
My train of thoughts was broken by the sound of someone barfing. Ewww. It's that girl again! She's definitely not Mimi, Mimi will never be drunk. The problem is that she puked on a guy's head! That's disgusting.
Before I knew it, she turned to me and said, "Honey" and then fainted. Well, no one was kind enough to catch her during the fall so I think a large bruise is going to form on her head.
"Hey, you." I heard that old guy managed to say. "Me?" I pointed to myself. "Yah you, idiot. Your girlfriend had just barfed on me. Of course it's your responsibility to clean this stuff off." He pointed to his head. "But I'm not her boyfriend." "Stop lying kid. I am old but I'm not stupid. I heard her say honey before she fainited."
Well there's no way I can get out of this now. I was using my favorite sweatshirt to wipe the somewhat digested instant noodles off the guy's wig. It was all soggy and stuff. Ack.
"Next time, take good care of your girlfriend." He ordered. "She's not." I decided not to finish my sentence. So instead I said, "Yes sir."
So now I'm giving her a piggy-back ride, trying to figure out what to do next. The only way to solve this problem is going to the motel. And things got worst after I decided to help this girl.
I'll end the first chapter here. I hope u guys will review this story since this is my first time writing a fan fic. So I would like some comments on my writing. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad. Yah. Thanks I'll write the second chapter and post it up soon. But it still depends on the reviews I get. Cya around. Area99