*Disclaimer* I don't own digimon or any of the characters. One Dark Night.
The quick opening and shutting of drawers and cupboard doors woke me. They
were arguing again. I turned my head to find Kari already awake and
listening to the sharp tongues spitting words at each other. We could hear
them across the hallway behind the closed doors. It had happened so many
times before, as soon as we had settled in and started getting used to the
teachers and new friends, they'd start fighting and then we'd have to move.
The last time they had a fight we had to move in the middle of the night.
This time was no different. Kari fell back into the sleeper couch that we
shared and sighed deeply. The silvery rays of the moon that shone through
our bare window highlighted her porcelain features. "C'mon" I said,
"they'll only come in here and tell us to pack up too, we might as well get
ready now." I pulled on my shirt and began to change into my clothes, it
didn't bother Kari cause she knew I was too angry to worry if she saw my
body. We were brother and sister so it wasn't an issue when it came to our
vanity problems. I never told any of the guys at school that we had to
share the sleeper couch let alone that we stayed in this dump of a house.
It looked like something out of a Scooby doo cartoon and I hate scooby doo.
I know how they would react and I would only have embarrassed us both. She
pulled on her socks before stepping onto the cold and rotten wooded floor.
"Why do we have to move in the middle of the night again?" she asked
herself. "Just get ready, they'll be in here in a couple of minutes." We'd
only been here four months; I knew it wouldn't last long so that's why I
didn't make any friends here. I stopped trying to make friends a year ago,
after all what was the point when your family lived like gypsies. I always
felt sorry for my sis, she always did her best to make friends at school
and I knew that every time my father would ruin it for her. I hated my dad
for our life style. Neither of us would ever say that to his face,
especially when he was in one of his moods like he was tonight. He had this
wild look in his eyes and no one could talk to him. We just seemed to be
ghosts that he would pass by. He'd bark out demands but never directly at
us, and we'd carry out the duties he gave us. What choice did we have? I
was 16 and Kari 14, what would we do if we ran away? We weren't old enough
to support ourselves. So that was our way of life. We had moved from house
to house ever since I can remember and we never knew anything about our
aunts, uncles or grandparents. I often wondered what it'd be like to have a
home where you had grown up all your life, to have grandparents to go to
when the world seemed to come down all around you. Kari and I never had
that. I remember a conversation I had a long time ago with a friend that I
had to leave behind. "It's great having my own room, I can just slam the
door shut and not have to bother with my pestering little sister." I
wondered about what he said, a lot. I wouldn't do that to Kari but just to
have the option would be a whole new thing to me. I came back from the
bathroom and saw that Kari had already packed both our cases; she was
waiting for me to help her close them. The buckles were stiff and even I
struggled a little to get them closed sometimes. We walked out of the cold
room bags in hand and closed the door behind us like we had done so many
times before. The door where the screaming and shouting came from swung
wide open and Mom and Dad stood there reflecting us with their bags in
hand. He looked at us quickly and started on his mission to run from town
trying to escape all our problems. "Kari, you get all the bags in the car.
Tai, go help your mother pack anything she wants from the kitchen." I threw
a hateful glare his way but he didn't see it. "Why do we have to move
tonight!?" I demanded. "Best time to travel." He said and turned on his
heal to bolt down the stairs. Kari followed slowly. Mom and I went down to
the kitchen with two cardboard boxes. Putting the last of the utensils into
the boxes and moved towards the front door. We both stopped and took one
last look at the humble little kitchen that had helped us through so much.
We hugged each other for support before leaving the broken down house for
the car. There were very little stars out that night, I hated nights like
that. On those nights the dark and shadows seemed larger and scarier to me.
Inside the house you could look out the window and see nothing but pure
darkness. But if the stars were out I could easily spend the whole night
outside staring up at the beautiful night sky. I could see my breath in the
air it was so cold. I pulled my jacket closer to my body. Kari and I
squeezed into the back seat along with the other boxes that dad had packed
in. "Where are we going now?" I muttered showing as best I could how
displeased I was. "Odaiba." mom said while trying to fit in amongst the
luggage in the front. "Odaiba!?" We both said. "Your dad got a job there as
a mailroom clerk. The rooms are going to be provided by the company until
we can afford it." It was surprising to see that she somewhat excited about
the new job. It was still a better job than what dad had been doing now. He
had been working at an old garage fixing carborators and old sparkplugs.
And to be honest this did sound a whole lot better. "Then why were you and
Dad fighting, mom?" Kari spoke for the second time that night. I stared at
her letting her know it wasn't her place to ask. No one said anything. The
car drove on and sleep began to catch up to Kari and me, eventually we fell
asleep against each other in the back seat. It was a usual thing for us,
and nothing that we weren't used too. The flashing of the street lamps as
we drove past woke me every now and then. I looked up at the sky and still
the stars didn't shine and the moon had a cold glow to it as though the
cold air that night radiated from the moon itself. She had such a sweet
smile on her face as she slept; it made me wonder what she was dreaming
about. Wherever she was it was better than being awake here in the car. She
deserved better than this and I probably wasn't helping seeing as she was
always worried about me. She would worry about me being so alone all the
time. One time she begged me to just try to make friends. But I wouldn't,
my shell was my world and I was happy being in it. With no friends or
romances I could protect myself from the hurt and pain of leaving them
behind whenever my Dad decided to move house again. I dozed off after
waking up a final time to check that Kari was still warm enough. 'Another
town' I thought to my self 'Odaiba is full of rich kids, how were we going
to fit in?' ----------------------------------------------------------------
----------- It's not going to be Taito yet so hang on; mostly due to the
fact that the first three chapters of this story are based on one of my
favourite books.So don't get all angry if the first three chapters seem
familiar. Hope you like this story Cause I really do! It's my first attempt
at writing in the first person. Even though I had a lot of inspiration from
one of my fav books. But that inspiration only lasts as far as the third
chapter. Short but it's a start. Let me know what you think Kay? Kale.
