A/N: This is a little plot bunny that came to me while I was shopping for groceries. Be cautioned there is implied boyxboy pairings.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon.
"The weather sure is nice today." I say leaning back against the cold marble. "Got blue skies, a light breeze, and plenty of sunshine. Perfect for a good game of soccer, don't you think?"
You remain silent.
I pull my legs up to my chest and wrap my arms tightly around them. "Tai and Matt are trying to set me up with this guy, I think his names Kyle. He's nice I guess." I say with a shrug. "I know they mean well, but… I don't want anybody but you… I'm pathetic aren't I?"
You don't answer.
The wind runs through my hair, like your pale calloused hands. "I got accepted to a couple universities. They only want me for my soccer skills." I chuckle. "I decided not to go to any of them – I could never handle the work load, brains are your department, not mine."
You're still quiet.
"Besides," I continue, "I don't need to go to some prestigious school to run a noodle cart right?"
I bury my face in my arms, "I don't know if I can survive in the real world Takeru." My serious voice is muffled by my arms and tears are soaking into my sleeves. "I don't think I can do this without you." I'm shaking now. "Do you think I'll be alright?"
You still don't answer, and I don't expect one because you're gone and I'm sobbing in front of a headstone engraved with your name.
I keep talking though.
I talk because I can't stand the silence.
A/N: Was I supposed to warn you about the character death? shrugs hope you liked it, now please Review because Death loves you!