Digimon Adventure 02
Reflection
Note:Maybe I'll make the pairing in this fanfic (DaiHika x MiyaHika), if you don't like it, it's recommended if you don't read this.
Chapter 1: Prelude of the Poem
Prologue
You can't walk alone forever
Because you're not alone
There are many friends
Beside you
So you need something that called
BEST FRIEND
That was the words from my poem that I had made since 2nd grade. I read it when I walked on the way to school. I read it and read it.
"Hey, what are you doing?" somebody called me. "KYAAA!" I screamed, then I looked to the source of the voice.
"Da…Daisuke-kun…what are you doing here too…?" I asked. "Nothing." Daisuke answered. "Oh yes, what is you holding in your right hand?" he asked.
Actually I felt shy to tell it to Daisuke, but I decided to answer him, and my face was blushed. "Mmm…my poem…I made this poem since I was in 2nd grade…" I answered nervously. "I…if you want to read my poem…I don't mind…, but please don't laugh it…" I gave it to Daisuke and he read it.
"Hmmm…your poem is so nice…it draws your real personality and desire. I like your poem very much." Daisuke answered. "Yes…you know…since my parents divorced seven years ago…I felt lonely…so I don't have any friends…, luckily you want to be my friend…because we're Chosen Children too…who have the same target and destiny…" I said. "Ah!" Daisuke shocked, as the school bell rang. "Quickly! We'll be late!" he said to me.
START!
Odaiba Elementary, Class 5-1
Now it was Math subject in my class. I saw outside of my class. I saw the cherry blossoms, or sakura in Japanese, were blooming. I imagined something. My mind was filled with my imagination, which was a pairs of just married persons. When I still imagined it, teacher called me.
I felt confused and I walked to teacher's desk. "What's going on…? Is a red score again…? Or…" I thought. At that moment, teacher gave something to me. It was my Math test! With an average score, 6,5. I felt little happy, because I always got red score each Math test, while 6,5 was the competent-limit score, each subject. Then I said thanks to my teacher and I returned back to my seat.
I wrote something on my poem. It said:
Now
The happiness is coming to me
Like as falling leaves
Then, I ended my poem with wrote this word. It said: But, I feel I wouldn't get it all--Because I only a weak and clumsy little girl—I'm waiting the arrival of the next lucky angel.
Break hour…
I read my poem on the stairs and I mused about it.
"Hi, Hikari! What are you doing here?" somebody called me. I know if it was Miyako, my only best friend.
"Mi…Miyako-san…! No…nothing…I just only sitting on these stairs…" I answered nervously. "Seems not…several times you try to hide it, I must be know. What is your right hand holding? May I see it?" Miyako answered. As usually, she always talked to me with a soft tone (while if she talks to Daisuke and the others, she always use a cheerful, or maybe a rude and panic tone).
"Mmm…my poem…Maybe I always hide it from you…do you know why…?" I started to speak. "Because I always be jealous to myself…why I must be bornt in this condition…? When I was childhood, I always ill…moreover…I once got pneumonia…I also stupid, clumsy, and always make any mistakes…because that…actually…I…I…" I couldn't continue again and my tears flowed from my eyes.
"Hikari…try to accept your condition…whatever it. I'm sure you can find the meaning behind your weakness. May I read your poem?" Miyako asked. "Mmm…I don't mind. Maybe you'll know if it's my real heart and it makes our friendship stronger…" I answered, then I gave my poem to her.
"Hmm…how nice your poem is. It draws your real heart and desire, also it makes our friendship stronger." Miyako said. "I can carry my poem into a melody…do you want to hear it…?" I asked. "Yes. Maybe it's nicer." Miyako said.
I put off my harmonica from my short pocket, and I played a melody of my poem beside Miyako. The melancholy melody, which draws my sadness and desire. I didn't know if Miyako cried, maybe the melody was too sad.
"What's happen, Miyako-san…?" I asked softly. "It turns…you have a heavy passion than me…I…when my boyfriend abandoned me…I was brokenhearted…while you…you always feel sad because you don't have any friends…but I'm glad I can make friends with you…" Miyako said weakly.
"Watashi mo, Miyako-san…" I said. "You had been helped me from the sadness hole…" I said again.
"Watashi mo, Hikari." Miyako said too.
To Be Continued