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Ok, so I pretty much wrote my self into a hole, not to mention I had no gramical ability when I first wrote it. I'm changing the story a lot, though it's plot it pretty much the same. I'm going to try to go slow, but not lag either (hit me if I mess up please). And I'd like it if you'd critique me as brutally as possible in this prologue/chapter, because I really really would like to know if it's better then the first chapter on the original. don't make it to negative though, I can't write when I know I suck… that reminds me, if it isn't to much, could you not leave one sentence (or even one word for that matter), I would like to know what you liked, or even that you didn't like.

Pretty much everyone (now that 02's over) has a Digimon companion (except for the people who believe it's wrong, aren't able to have one, or other reasons I guess, because it's be impossible for everyone to have one -.-)... which leads to some problems with hate groups and technology all together.

so please don't hate me for failing on my other attempt, I hope to win you guys back, but please be willing to leave a review, even if it's to say that I need to desperately work on things; I know I do, but I've been wrong before and it makes things easier if I here it from the audience.

I hope you enjoy

Prologue-

Here I lay, blooded, beaten, and ashamed.

It was my cowardliness that brought me here, and now I fear I can't go back.

I killed the light, I killed the hope, and I lost my friendship because I've never had courage.

His angry words were all correct; I messed up big, and I deserve what ever he's willing to dish out.

Chapter one-life with Taichi-

Even at the tender age of six, I knew when to shut up, and when to be cocky. Most kids I knew back then couldn't comprehend that fact and would show off when ever they felt like it.

Yagami Taichi was one of those kids.

My first weeks in first grade were a pain because of that kid; and when I finally thought my life couldn't suck anymore, he pretty much serves me friendship on a silver platter. I wasn't a very popular kid back then, and add the fact that I was new doubled the wedgies and spit balls. Taichi stopped it all with a wave of his hand, and I resented him for that. I felt like a coward for hiding behind him.

And that's how he tortured me.

He knew exactly how to push me, he knew my weaknesses, and when to push me.

But then I fought back. After years of being around the kid I knew his blunt weaknesses as well; and boy did I take my revenge.

...Then I met Hikari...

To put it bluntly, she was far too nice for her own good. You could take something incredibly valuable from her, and she'd ask you if she could give you another. She was also someone you wanted to be around, even just to sit by her. She brought comfort in tense situations, and brought innocents when the world seemed cruel.

But she had a dark side, and that dark side was rather creepy. She would get this far off look in her eyes when she was like this, and it seemed to happen at random. Her parents worried about her constantly, and so did Tai.

Hikari was Taichi's greatest weakness, but after meeting her she became one of my greatest weaknesses as well.

"Hikari-Chan, watch out." Tai and I would say in perfect unison at times. We considered each other rivals for Hikari's attention, and rivals for her love. The love siblings have, Taichi being her older brother and all and me never being able to be an older brother after my parents' divorce.

"She's beautiful, don't you think?" Daisuke, a boy in Hikari's grade, asked as we walked home from school one day, both of our Digimon friends slept in our backpacks.

"Who?"

"Hikari, I know you look at her, who wouldn't"

"That's sick man, Hikari's like a sister."

And that was the last day I believed that.

I couldn't look at her the same after that... If Taichi found out I thought about her in any other way, he'd castrate me. But every time she spoke to me, or joked, or smiled, I couldn't look away, I wouldn't... she truly was beautiful... an angel with clipped wings.

"Yamato-kun, what are you looking at?" Hikari asked, her innocent eyes starring into my not so innocent ones.

"Huh, oh, nothing, spaced out I guess..."

It was hard to be around her when I knew that I enjoyed being around her. I felt like a sick pervert who scored big. I felt guilty for being so happy when I was around her... like I was corrupting her innocents just by looking at her.

Taichi is going to kill me; he's going to fucking kill me...

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Ok, so not much in it so far, I'm planning on keeping the whole high school theme, along with the Yamato's fear of loosing things close to him and junk. I'm also adding things like protesters against Digimon, school dances, as well as romances other then Yamato/Hikari and Koushiro/Mimi... if you have any couples you're dieing to have in here that doesn't contradict the story, or even if you'd like to offer up an oc, feel free to ask, and if I feel it would make a good contribution to the story I'll most likely type it in.

Please critique me until I bleed