"Jenrya…
I love him…
I'm sorry"
That was all I could say to him… Then I just walked away. And that's just how it was.
back then, both men loved me but I chose Takato. No one could come between us, not even Jenrya. I still remember his face when I told him that I'd made that fatal decision and that my answer… Wasn't the one he wanted. So much pain, suffering and heartache from that one expression, has haunted me forever. But I was happy, so, so happy, than I ever had been, than I ever dared to be
But then he died… And my life came crashing down.
One Year ago.
"Takato, promise me something?"
"Anything Ruki"
"Promise we'll stay together... Forever"
"Ruki... I promise"
"Arigato"
It was so easy to make that promise back then wasn't it? And I felt so safe with that promise made, I couldn't help but smile up at you. You took my hand and led me to the place I felt most comfortable, you were my world...
We were on the train when it happened; a rogue digimon appeared from a digital field, so naturally we went out and fought it. Just as we administered the final blow it made one last attempt at resistance. I slipped off the roof of the train... You caught me... Pulled me up... But fell... And I never saw you alive again...
That promise... Was it all a lie or was it doomed to just wilt like a flower...?