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Written: o6.o9.o5

NOTE: xxxxx means the change of the song or lyrics.

Disclaimer: It's recommended that you have read LimitZ before advancing to LimitZ II to avoid confusion (with other characters, situations etc.) and to be able to catch on with this sequel. And I don't own Digimon ;)

Note - WDC : World Dance Competition

(a/n)

The second chapter has come. Woah. Lol . It's like I'm on an updating spree. First a double update for the Mixup, and another update for Do You Still Think Of Me? … now this story! Wah. Though, I don't think I'll get this chapter done by the end of this day. But I shall attempt! By the way – some characters from the last chapter of LimitZ will appear in this chapter as well. Hope you like this chapter, and thanks to all you guys who have read the last chapter as well.

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LIMITZ II

Last Day

By flipstahhz

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The stadium was completely empty considering the last time the LimitZ dance crew was there. Instead of the usual capacity of large amount of people, the place was nothing close to crowded at all. There were only about ten people were seated there. The only reason they could come up with was that it had to be something with 'business.'

A woman dressed in a short pink mini skirt and a zipped up black jacket was standing in front of them. Her sleek blond hair was held at the back of her head with a matching pink hairclip. Her thick framed black glasses rested on the top of her nose. Mimi snorted at the false grin that was playing on the woman's cherry glossed lips. She looked like an older 'Jezebel.'

" Thanks for coming LimitZ and Detour dancers. I'm the secretary from the WDC, Corinne Colum," she greeted. She cleared her throat when she realized that they weren't going to reply back to her. " The reason why I've gathered the winner and first runner up – "

we would have won…Taichi thought to himself.

" – is because we need to know which country the WDC will be held at."

" So that's the reason behind it all," the only female (Jasmine aka Jazz) from the Detour clan spoke up. " And I could have slept a bit longer-"

" This is truly important. And it would be efficient if you listened to what I've had to say," the woman glared.

The tension seemed to have broken, as both crews laughed amongst themselves. Even though the LimitZ crew was rivals towards Detour, Detour was a fairly down to earth competitive bunch. And they found it hard not to disagree with Jasmine since Corinne Colum had made them wake up 5am just to meet up with her.

" Since none of you are commenting or distributing any of your ideas towards the location of the next WDC. I'll make a deal."

Takeru rolled his eyes in irritation, as he leaned further down into the chair. He wasn't in the mood to listen to boring deals. There was always a catch in them, or so he thought.

" Fine. What is it then?" Jasmine already could sense the enmity between Corinne and herself, but she didn't care if it pushed her to get angry and hold spasms. " Let's just get on with this…"

" Heads," Corinne explained, avoiding Jasmine's talking. " Heads it means that the WDC will be held here, in the same place. And Tails, will be in Odaiba since LimitZ were the runners up."

" Okay, then do it already," grunted Tai, getting fed up with how long it was taking.

" Does anyone have a coin?" the woman questioned.

Kari groaned. Some secretary this girl was. She probably became a secretary because her boss was a pervert. That woman looked to Barbie for her.

" Here!" a boy from Detour threw her a coin, which she dropped. She bent down.

" Great. First class glance," Sora said in annoyance and muttered to no one in particular. " She could have at least worn boxers under that skirt."

Mimi gave a smirk, just wishing her best friend would have said it louder for Ms. Colum to hear. It had been a while since she had heard Sora's sly comments. The brunette could tell it had taken a toll on her when Mimi's parents revealed to all of the LimitZ crew of Yamato and Takeru's mother. She recalled three days ago Yamato rushing up the stairs, from having a swim with Taichi, and thrashing his clothing into a suitcase and searching for his passport. Her parents had booked the next flight for Yamato only.

She knew that Sora wanted to say something to Matt, but from the looks of things she didn't get her chance to. Mimi knew she was worried of how Yamato was going to take the news when he arrived in Japan. Mimi's mother had told them all that Matt had arrived back in Odaiba the previous night.

Mimi caught sight of Kari staring at Takeru.

Guess Sora isn't the only one worrying…

Mimi felt rather awkward around TK for the passed three days. He seemed rather neutral, and didn't get as bad tempered as he usually did. When her parents gave him news of his mother's stroke, he took it as if it were nothing. He wasn't speaking as much as well considering Daisuke had left off back to St. Kevin's.

" And it's tails!" Corinne cried in excitement as she watched the bunch of teenagers staring at her blankly. " Aren't you all happy?"

" Yeah, I'm going now," Tai sighed, he put his hand up as he left towards the exit. " See ya Detour."

" I'm with him on this one," Mimi murmured, as she steadily ran after her boyfriend, everyone else following behind them. The conference had seriously been a waste of time.

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As soon as the dancers arrived back from their WDC conference they had begun packing up their belongings into their suitcases.

Sora had already finished, since she had packed the night before, and decided to help out in the boy's bedroom upstairs. She realized that Yamato had left a bunch of his things since he had fled America with only a couple of days of clothing and his passport after receiving the news. She eyed the mist of scattered items of shirts, jeans and tees that had been angrily thrown onto the carpet. Amongst the items, she could pick up that Yamato had left his much-loved guitar, harmonica and even his wallet!

Absent mindly, she picked up the ebony leathered wallet in curiosity. As she did so, a picture fell out of on of its pockets. She retrieved it and focused the two figures in the photograph. She could make out that one of the people was a younger looking Yamato, though she couldn't make out whom the other figure was. The girl had long black hair and seemed to have a rather smug expression on her face… Yamato had his arms wrapped around the girl's waist as he grinned contently. She stared at the picture in confusion.

Who was she?

She frowned. She didn't have a right to know, it was not her business to be going through Yamato's things without his permission. She placed the picture back into the wallet, but couldn't get Yamato's grin out of her mind as she did so. It was different and rare. His grin was bright, full of innocence and pure happiness. Sora rarely saw him like this, these days, and seeing the smile startled her. She felt quite envious for not seeing him smile as often as he used to. Usually the only form of happiness that he portrayed was a simple teasing smirk stepped after one of his sarcastic jokes.

It felt as if the longer she knew Yamato, the more she didn't know him at all. He had so many secrets yet to be unveiled…he was like a complete stranger. She heard a light decibel of sound turning louder as feet clunked up the stairs. She thrust the wallet back onto the ground and looked up casually, yet alertly, to see Taichi enter his room.

" Hey Sora! What you up to! What brings you here!" he bubbly asked the two questions right after another, not waiting for her to give a quick answer.

Deciding not to answer any of the questions, Sora observed her friend's appearance and gave a laugh. It was obvious that he had just taken a shower since he was enveloped with a scarlet towel around his waist and that his damp hair was styled all down.

" Don't bag my hair. Kari and Mimi bag be enough as it is. I'd expect something better from you, Sora," he stuck his tongue out.

" You're room is in a terrible state," she smirked. " As usual."

" It's not only me! It's just three grown men living in one room is unhealthy."

" Excuses, excuses. Though, I gotta agree on that."

" So why are you invading our room anyway?" Tai questioned as he plopped onto the nearest mattress and stared at Sora's standing posture.

" The reason why I'm invading your room is cause," she glanced at the pile Yamato's possessions on the floor. " Is cause I'm just packing up the stuff that Yamato left behind."

" Oh…I see."

" What Tai?" She glared at his mischievous face and noted the twinkle in his eye.

" Oh…I see it ever so clearly now…"

" WHAT!"

" It's as clear as glass –"

" Enough with the similes Mr. Kamiya and tell me already!"

" Okay…" he gave in, still a smile present on his face. " It's just that…you're like his wife already. Picking up the stuff for him and –"

" Taichi! We aren't anything close to that!"

"Not yet, but there is a possibility in the future!" he mocked, laughing sadistically as he messed with her mind. " My bet is that you'll be a great couple."

" Fine, I bet we won't!"

" For 5 dollars, okay? Deal?"

" Cheap ass," it was her turn to give a smirk.

The bell rang from downstairs.

" I'll get it!" Tai yelled energetically.

" I think I should," she rolled her eyes, " You got only a towel wrapped around yourself. And if it's a hot chick with long blonde hair and blue eyes you might accidentally drop the towel. So I shall save you from humiliation and getting the hell bashed out of you from Mimi. Unless…"

"Very funny," he cut off sarcastically in reply, watching Sora depart from the room and travel down the staircase to open the front door of the Tachikawa household.

She stared at the wooden door with a slight vibe of being noglistic. Perhaps this would be the last time to answer the door to this house…

As she unlocked the door she could feel the other presence of her housemates gathering around the doorway to also see who it was.

When they caught sight of the boy, all of them in unison shouted, "JR!"

" Hey groupies!" JR greeted as he let himself walk into the corridor where they were all standing, calmly shutting the door behind him.

" You bloody wager! Everyone's still at class, it's only 11am!" Kari accused with a lopsided smile. " Idiot!"

" Oh come on guys, I just wanted to wish you all a farewell before you go since I won't get the chance to later on," JR explained as he gave TK a box of chocolates (since he was the person closest to him), " From all of us. Ken, Yolei and I…to all of you."

" Looks delicious! Thanks JR!" Tai had arrived from his bedroom with a bball shirt and tracks on. He gazed at the chocolates in TK's hands with delight, as if he were a little kid again.

" You could of at least put a clean shirt on, after taking a shower," Sora muttered in disgust.

JR chuckled. For the first time he noticed that someone was lacking from the LimitZ crew. " Where's Matt?"

" He took an earlier flight back," Mimi responded simply. They didn't need to tell JR the whole story, well not yet in this case.

" Oh, alright," JR shrugged, taking it. " Just wanted to drop by. I shouldn't disturb you when you're all in the process of packing your bags."

" Yeah, the process sucks. Big time," Kari muttered.

JR gave both TK and Tai on of 'those' handshakes ( that Kari had to roll her eyes at) and advanced to kiss all the ladies on the cheeks.

" Player," Mimi teased.

" Catch up with you all someday. Adios LimitZ!" he waved. " Or should I say…sayonara!"

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The office room in the Odaiban Hospital was engulfed in tension and a form of seriousness. Though it was a sunny day out, the room was filled with a sense of coldness as Yamato Ishida sat behind the desk facing the surgeon.

" Okay, let's go through this again. What happened before she got had it?" he sighed in a croaky voice. He hadn't gotten any proper sources of sleep for the past days. He was dead tired and exhausted, yet he managed to fit in some time to go and visit his sickly mother. He was his mother, he had to be there for her. And he had to know what was going on…there had to be some sort of story behind all this absurd mania.

" Someone dialed triple 0," the doctor explained. " But that avoids the topic, Mr. Ishida!"

Yamato's azure eyes orbed into the man, that it chilled him. He knew that the boy had enough, but as a doctor…he had to tell him what he had been thinking.

The doctor continued, " When we put your mother through several blood tests we received the results of a high amount of various drugs were detected. She was bound to suffer from something after the bad she was doing to her own body! She had it coming, Mr. Ishida! As a doctor of Odaiba Hospital, I have the right to inform the police –"

" Don't," Yamato snapped harshly. " If you do…things will get worse than it already is!"

" But – it's the law!" he uttered.

" Screw the law!" Yamato raged, storming out of the room. The police can't do anything to investigate his parent's hopeless case. He had once relied on them, but nothing came out of it. He knew that he wouldn't trust the police force ever again. TK and he would have been orphans if it wasn't for Tai's family taking them in.

And TK…if the police were involved in their lives all over again…he knew TK's temper well enough and knew for a fact that he'd burst being fed up with all the shit that they had been through. He didn't want TK to go through this…not again

He embarrassedly realized that tears were blurring his vision. Not tears that was sad or happy. Tears of fury. He needed to cool down. He wandered aimlessly down the corridors of the hospital, seeing nothing but the white ivory painted walls and sniffing the distinct smell of medicine. It was as if he had planted and memorized the route to get there.

The next thing he knew, he had brought himself to visit his mother's room for the third time since he had come back to Japan. Yamato gave a depressive sigh as he leered down onto his mother's deathly still body. Her face was a ghostly white and her fragile body was prodded with tubes. It sickened him…not only of how his mother's body was being treated because he 'knew.'

He knew she was going to die…

He wasn't going to avoid reality and put his hopes up for no reason when he already knew the truth behind the whole mess. He had to deal with it, there was nothing else he could really do but endure it.

How could his father leave her in such a horrid state? What would of happened if they were still a family? How would they be, then? Would they all be happy together? Would TK appear more alive? Would he, himself, be freer to do what he pleased without having second thoughts?

He laughed giddily at his idiotic thoughts, perhaps his lack of sleep was causing him to be hysterical?

Yamato departed the room, knowing that he had to be strong…even though he had never felt this weak in his life. He knew he couldn't do anything about it, and that was what was killing him.

The dark mood was suddenly interrupted when he rebounded into a nurse and with impact she fell into the ground. He gazed down at her in familiarity, observing her features. She had short black hair with a stylish side fringe. Streaks of dark purple highlights stood out of her jet-black locks and her big green emerald eyes stared up at him. Before he got the chance to recognize the girl, she recognized him first.

" Matthew!" she exclaimed in happiness with eyes glittering, before he could respond, she leapt to her feet and tightly gave him an embrace.

Only one person in his life ever called him 'Matthew.'

He still was struck in confusion, but when she let go of him he stared at her…trying to remember or recall whom the person was. Realization hit him, and he got caught in disbelief. From her hair, to the cherry scent of her perfume. It was…

" Rosalyn!" he said, in shock.

" About time," she put her hands on her hip.

" I could barely recognize you…you- your hair!"

" I had a haircut, got sick of it," she winked.

" And your glasses…you got contacts!"

" Never did like my brown eyes anyway," she mused with enthusiasm. She stared at him, for the first time in a long time. " Ho have you been? The last thing I've heard is that you went to America! Did you have a blast?"

" It was great. Actually…I just got back…It's cause –"

She frowned. " I think I know. I've heard some discussion with the other nurses around here about Mrs. Ishida's state. It's your mother, isn't it?"

" Yeah. How'd you here about it?"

" I work here," she pointed at her uniform she was attired in. " I'm real sorry about your ma…"

He shrugged. " It was bound to happen anyway. It's like the reverse. My parents are always the ones getting into trouble, which leaves us children to look after them."

It was easy speaking to Rosalyn. He was an old friend…and he felt more himself around her. She was the pretty shy type that was down to earth with almost no flaws to her, it was no surprise why he had been close to her…

" How'd you get into nursing? You're a smart ass!" he jeered, changing the topic. " Did you drop out of school?"

" Ha!" she laughed. " It's part time. I just asked for a vacancy in helping out, but they're actually paying me. They were in need for nurses, so I signed up. I still go to school. To me, this is just like community service."

"Nice," he commented. Even through her exterior she had changed in appearance, he knew she was the same pleasant person inside but more confident in herself. He blinked, thinking it was best if he stayed back in the present. " I'd better get going."

" Yeah, see you around Matthew!"

" By the way," Yamato spun around. " Can you please try and convince this hospital…or Doctor. Toujo to not tell the police about my mother –"

" Don't worry, I'm on it," she nodded, then gave a quirky smile. " Everyone's been waiting for you to come back."

Before he could answer back to farewell her again, she had left to attend to her nursing duties. He owed her.

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" I'll get it," he sprouted up voluntarily from the sofa and hurried to retrieve the ringing phone since no one else offered to pick it up for the five times it had been ringing for.

" Hello."

" Hey, who's this?"

" It's Angel, can I speak to Kari?"

" My sister?" he questioned and came to terms with who the guy could actually be. " You…you shouldn't even keep contact with her after what happened. I know your brother was somehow linked with what – ."

" Please," the other voice at the end of the line said.

" No," Tai said firmly. " Sorry."

He hung up the phone.

Within seconds he felt a sudden pain on the back. Someone had just slapped him on the back. He stared at the person and shook his head. The girl had her lips pursed and her hands were clinging onto another cordless phone. It was clear that she had heard the whole conversation considering both phones were connected to one line.

" Tai! You tight ass!"

" What!" he said, even though he knew what she was all flustered about.

" He just wanted to say goodbye."

" I think a person with a shot up leg knows the outcome of –"

" It still doesn't matter, Tai!" Kari frowned.

" Fine, ring him back then."

" Stuff it."

" Fine!"

" Fine," she concluded with a casual shrug as she entered back into the lounge room where Sora and Mimi were tediously watching reruns of the O.C. All of the LimitZ crew had already completed packing up their items and were soon to be headed back to Japan in approximately two hours. Kari's eyesight wondered through almost every grain in the wall daydreaming and thinking of the times and situations her friends had gotten into.

" Guys," a new person spoke up, causing her to jump a bit and become quite cautious, though Mimi and Sora's eyes still were glued to the television screen. He abruptly then began to continue, " I'm going for a walk."

" Sure, just come back soon," Mimi replied, partially teary eyed as she continued to watched Trey fall onto the ground in slow motion after getting shot.

Takeru nodded and gave a final piercing glance at Kari as he departed the house. The calm breeze welcomed him as he stepped outdoors. He couldn't believe how time had gone so fast…it would be his last time spent in America.

" TK!"

The blissful voice interrupted his thoughts. He didn't have to turn around to know it was. He turned around to watch her figure sprawl out of the tiny gap of the window and jumped out, cursing in the process. She childishly caught up to him. He stared away.

" What, Kari?"

" Mind if I come along?"

He avoided her question. " You shouldn't have jumped out the window. You could have just left through the door. You're so reckless."

" Don't lecture me, TK!" she glared. " I can do what I want. I didn't even jump out of the window from the second floor … now that would have been more dangerous."

" I said reckless."

" Whatever. Same thing," she grinned. " So I take it that I can come along where you're off to."

He knew her too well. " Like I can refuse, I know that you're just going to follow me after I would refuse you to come anyway…you're that stubborn."

" Gee! Look who's talking!" she sneered at the hypocrite.

The pair quietly began to pace down the streets then crossed the road and found themselves in front of the club – Dysfunktion. It was strange for them to see the nightclub in broad daylight considering they had only entered the building when the sky was painted black.

" I'll miss this place…"

" Hmm…" he agreed, though he had to flinch at the times when there were punch ons and (off course) how he would show off his break dancing skills on the dance floor. How could he forget?

He stared at his companion next to her, watching her features daze off into space knowing her mind was filled with countless memories. He wanted to really know why Kari wanted to go with him for ' a walk.'

" So…why'd you come with me?"

" Needed something to do…thought I'd keep you company," she sighed. " But then again you can tell I'm lying. So I can't really deny it, can I?"

" That right," he said bluntly. They had known each other for such a long time already.

" You got me," she stretched and put her hands at the back of her head, he leered as he watched the lights rays filter onto her. Light…he had always described her as light. She used to be bright…happy… Did growing up cause people to change?

"…it's just, you haven't spoken lately. After what you heard about your mother. Are you alright about it?"

" Great," he clenched his teeth, but the frame of his mouth turned into a lopsided smile and repeated. " But then again you know I'm lying. So I can't really deny it, can I?"

She laughed. It felt as if all his worries had been demolished into nothingness.

" Let's take a picture. It's a great day…and our last day here. Unbelievable after staying in America for a long period we haven't even managed to take any photos here at all…" she commented, grabbing the mini digital camera around her neck.

He stole the camera off her, as she tried to tackle it off him, he pressed the button down. With a sneakiest expression playing on his face and a toothy grin he declared, " Smile, Kari!"

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I decided to leave this chapter on a good note. Haha. I was meant to add other scenes, but then I'd take longer…and I thought it was best to finish it off cause I got lots of tests going on this week. So…I hope you like this chapter and enjoyed reading it. Lots of hearts

Flipstahhz

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