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A/N: I just got this random idea in my head, and I kind of want to know if it sounds interesting. Critisize me, compliment me, do whatever. I just need feedback (please). :)

Prologue

It was raining when I approached the train station. I was panting, and soaking wet, but I could have cared less. I practically ran into the building, not wanting to miss the train I was about to board.

To tell you the truth, I'm running away. I don't expect you to understand, but I just needed to get away. I mean... up until Daisuke and I had that 'talk', I had been doing alright. My grades were high, my esteem was high, even my hopes were high, sadly enough. I mean... true, Dark had been missing for half a year, but it didn't mean that he was completely gone, right?

Dear God, how pathetic am I? I still kept his black feather. Jesus, I still HAVE his black feather. I still went snooping around the museums late at night, and I definetely still kept an eye on the news for him. Well, until Daisuke spilled everything.

I couldn't take it. I just couldn't. Knowing that Daisuke, the boy that I turned down, was Dark. Every time I would see him, I'd see Dark. I'd pine. I'd long. I'd feel helpless and jealous of my own twin sister. It got so bad that I almost kissed Daisuke. I couldn't keep doing this to myself. I couldn't keep doing this to my sister. As soon as I recieved my first F, in my best class, I knew I had to go. Where? Anywhere. Just as long as I was gone.

"One ticket please," I said, breathless, to the lady behind the booth.

"Where to?" she asked.

"Whatever is open," I said, checking the clock. "And whatever is leaving right now."

"Well..." the lady typed a few things on her computer. "We have a train for Tokyo leaving in five minutes, but-"

"Great!" I exclaimed. "I'll take it."

"Risa, what is wrong with you?"

"Nothing is wrong with me..."

"You're lying! You've been lying! Your grades are down, your focus is off, you dress as if you are a male every single day. It's as if you don't care about anything anymore!"

"I don't..."

"What was that?"

"Nothing, Mom."

I ran down the platform, praying that I hadn't missed it. My last chance, I mean. I almost slipped on the wet cement, but luckily stayed up. I called after the conductor, who was standing on the caboose of a train whose wheels were slowly moving.

The conductir spotted me, looked confused, but I could see that he felt guilty. As the train began to pick up speed, he glanced to see if anyone was looking (but who would be at four in the morning?), then held out a hand that I could grab.

"Oi, Risa! Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine, Riku."

"No, you're not. Look at you! Have you no dignity left?"

"Not really..."

"Where are you headed, Miss?" The conductor asked. I handed him my ticket, and he punched it. "Ah... Do your folks know where you are?" I took the ticket stub back and gave him a quick bow.

"Thank you," I said, chosing to ignore his question. I quickly headed inside the train and searched for a place to sit. I didn't have to look too far, but for some reason, I wanted to isolate myself further. So I continued car after car until I would fine one that suited me.

"Honestly, Risa, I don't know what the hell is wrong with you!"

"Dad..."

"You are better than this!"

"Not really..."

"All you have to do is have a little bit of confidence in yourself!"

"What your father means is that you can do anything you set your mind to."

"Um... thanks?"

I sighed and took the black baseball cap from my head. How long had I had this hat? Since I was five or something. I just never wore it because, at first, it was too big. Then it was 'not feminine'. Hah. I could care less about being 'feminine' right now.

Mom said that I could do anything I set my mind to? So I set my mind to running away. And you know what? Despite the fact that it was pouring, I was soaked, my heart felt as if it was ripped in two, AND I felt a cold coming on, I felt pretty damn good about myself.

I tried to squeeze as much water as I could from the hat, but it was still considerably damp. Again, I sighed. Was everything I did sighing lately? I must have sighed at least five hundred times that day...

Putting the cap backward on my head, I continued on, for the first time realizing something very important. After this, I didn't know where I was going, or whom I would contact, or what I would do. All I knew is that I was by myself, and I had both my father's and my own Master Card. I pushed aside the guilt I felt for steeling some of Dad's money, and entered yet another train car.

Right then, as we passed over a large bridge, with nothing but a river perhaps half a mile downward, I had never felt so alone in my entire life.

A/N: Basically, its going to be Risa's struggles, and a bit of Satoshi's as well. Hopefully they can help each other? (winwink). So what do you guys think?