Title: Perspectives by The Zazu
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon Tamers. Meh. Then Ryo, Jen, and 'Kazu would be mine! : [shifty eyes]
Author's Note: I believe I did have this fic up once before... but it was crappy then. :) I improved. Heh, well, that's what I usually do when I type what I have written on paper onto the computer. I add stuff. [sweatdrop] Anyway, I hope you all do take a look at this, I'm pretty sure no other author has tried this (well I haven't seen a fic like that.. so.. I'm merely assuming).. Yeah, anyway, I also wanted to post something before I leave. Dang, I sure have been on a writing streak... YGAFIN and Roses and Crystal... Italics = Thoughts or Flashbacks. You can tell the difference! [cough] I'll shut up now.
Enjoy!
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Perspectives: Blue
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No one can hear my screams. No one. Whipping through the air, I let out a weak plea; no one listened. They can't hear me... All I am to her is a 'stepping stone', a useful tool to bring her to the top. Merely a mechanical device. She doesn't even care to consider that I might have feelings. And that her actions might actually be battering me. Again I'm whipped through the air, part of the Digimon Queen's fluid movements. I winced beforehand, hoping a power card is not used. Those hurt the most.... and that was a card she used most often.
"Digi-Modify..." her voice was cold, hardened like the concrete beneath her feet. I could feel the card now, slicing through me. Please, Ruki... Please... stop. Somehow, I knew she never would, no matter how many times I pleaded. She was too determined. And too heartless to show mercy upon the Ogremon before her. He, like me, was merely another stepping-stone for her. A sudden surge of power flowed through my casing. I bit back a yelp. "...Power Activate." She completed her card-slash. I couldn't do anything but transfer the burning heat of power to none other than her partner, Renamon. That digimon was just as ruthless as her partner.
"Diamond Storm," the fox digimon uttered calmly before sending a shower of crystals on the Ogremon below. He had no chance at all to retaliate. Moments later, Renamon proudly absorbed his data, casting a triumphant look at the Digimon Queen. "We're getting there, Ruki," she voiced softly. I could tell she only wanted to be loved by Ruki, no matter how cold of a digimon she seemed.
The redhead flicked her amethyst gaze toward her partner, smirking ever so slightly. "Yes..." she said thoughtfully, slipping on her violet-hued sunglasses. "Perhaps we are..." She didn't even cast a second look at me before clipping me to her belt. I cried softly to myself. This was no life for me to live... Why was Ruki so bent on winning anyway?
Slowly, I was turning into my designated color: blue.
Thankfully, that was all a long time ago. That was in the beginning, when both of my partners had rough edges. I now understand, even when those days had been painful for me that they too, were going through some painful realizations. This was throughout their escapades, such as the D-Reaper. Ruki realized that she couldn't be always so perfect; she also learned that in life, there was meant to be competition... a.k.a. Akiyama Ryo. Ruki has also come to terms with Takato and Jenrya, knowing that they are there to back her up – not because they want something from her, but because they are friends.
Renamon has changed for the better as well. She has softer side that is more visible now. Also, she doesn't scorn the other, less experienced digimon around her, but instead assists them in developing. Hey, and she has become much more powerful. Renamon and Ruki don't need my help as much anymore. I personally think they both have softened up tremendously. With a friend like Juri, both have shown compassion. After all, she had gone through a tough time and needed much support. There were Ruki and Renamon, helping out like any other good friend would. Actually, excluding Takato, the two have had the most impact on Juri's life.
And me? Well, I s'pose I've gotten a little bit more understanding. I've learned from my partners not to be so sensitive over everything. I think that's a small improvement for me. I am no longer whipped around with a purpose either, nor do I feel blue anymore. I'm feeling more like a red or an orange... or to stretch it, a yellow! I'm that happy and contented with my life now.
Along with that, I am proud. Proud to be hung at Ruki's belt. Proud to assist Renamon in annihilating the enemy. Pround to be able to protect; not always kill.
I'm proud to be Blue, Makino Ruki's D-Arc.
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Owari
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Author's Note: If anyone is really interested, I'm going to continue this fic. Cuz it's kind of interesting to think in a different perspective. :) As I usually say, reviews would be lovely. ;)