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Crossed Paths
By: Firehedgehog
Chapter Three: Start of Countdown
Bored bored... bored.
Takato was beyond bored, if something didn't happen soon who knew what he would do. For goodness sake Rika had been allowed to go back to school already, but his over protective mother wasn't letting the brown haired teen out of the house.
Okay, so maybe he had leapt out his second story window about midnight and rescued Rika from a burning building after walking through the blaze, did that mean she had to go super overprotective on him.
He paused as he realized what he had just been thinking and done, he had done insane stunts to get to Rika... he could have killed himself.
With a sigh Takato found himself actually wishing to be back at school, what a horrid thought.. He wanted to be at school.
Of the first floor of the building he could hear the bustle of the bakery, from the bell on the door as it opened to the clinking of the cash register to the sounds in the kitchen. The were familiar and comforting, the red eyes tamer had grown up to these sounds.
He smirked as a crash sounded, he heard his father telling his partner to be careful.
'Guilmon, such a troublemaker... but you have nothing on Impmon' Takato thought.
He walked to his window, staring out at the busy street above, the laughter a few people catching his attention. He ignored the urge to say snide remarks that would go over most peoples heads, he had noticed that his sense of humour actually scared some people.
Usually Kenta and Kazu.
A strong wind pushed his hair onto his face, absently he pushed it away but froze when his hand came away blood.
'Blood?' he thought, frowning he went to mirror and looked at his face. His forehead was smudged with blood from his hair and his hand going across it, but searching he could not find where the blood originated and ever after he washed the blood off and searched his body entirely he found nothing.
Takato breathed deeply to keep from panicking, something in his mind was screaming. Something was wrong with him, he didn't know what it was yet.
Strangely, he didn't tell anyone about himself finding blood but not finding where it came from.
He Probably should have.
OoOoO
Tick Tick Tick
Tock Tock Tock
A brief moment a pain, one that he could not figure out the source.
"Hiei!" a shout came, this brought the fire demons attention back to the battle at the moment.
A white bandana fluttered away, an eye opened.
Yet, why did it feel as if something else would soon happen.
Tick Tick Tick
Tock Tock Tock
OoOoO
There were 400 tiles on his ceiling, it was amazing what Takato would do when his boredom had reached a certain point. He had counted three times, so he was sure on the number.
Sighing, the crimson haired teen shuffled his deck of Digimon cards. While wild ones were rare now, one had to be prepared... and right now he had a rather a lot of free time.
A noise caught his attention, pausing his shuffling of cards he looked up to see his mother.
"You can go back to school in three days, but just this once till then I'll let you go see your friends. There waiting at the park," she said, his eyes widened and she smiled as the rather bored teen gave a whoop.
"Thanks mom," he said getting to his feet, he gave her a hug ignoring the act that she was actually taller then him still.
"Go on," she mused, giving him a push. And with that he was gone, she laughed a bit as she heard Takato give his partner the news and both rushed out.
She looked out Takatos bedroom window, watching the rather short teen rush down the street to finally see his friends in his bit of freedom.
OoOoO
"Takato," Kazu said, hugging the smaller teen as he came into sight, rolling his eyes Takato slipped from his friends arms. He looked around, seeking only one person.
"Rika," he said, to his relief she looked unharmed by the fire. He hadn't seen her since that night, and while everyone said she was okay he had worried. She could usually take care of herself, but he felt an overwhelming urge to protect her.
Strange, he had a weird deja vu feeling as if he had protected someone in a way overprotective way in the past.
And it wasn't towards Jeri.
Crimson eyes, blueish hair and a pretty kimono. Tears fell from her eyes, turning into beautiful jewels.
"Takato?" a voice questioned, snapping him out of the weird image.
"Sorry, day dreaming," he said, wondering who the strange girl had been.
"So anyway... schools just not the sam without you chum," Kazu said, Kenta nodded.
"Yeah, even with the work we've brought for you... you have a huge amount to catch up with," Henry admitted.
"I'll deal with it," Takato said with a shrug, he might be a goof half the time growing up, but he actually was a A+ student.
As they talked and just being teens, Takato wondered why he had this weird urge to kill an unknown orange haired teen for getting to close to the strange girl his mind had shown.
OoOoo
In another part of Japan a certain teen looked around in fear, he'd only been thinking of asking Yukina out in a daydream. Strange, Hiei wasn't even there, but he swore the fire demon wanted to kill him.
Maybe it was time to visit his grandparents over spring break.
TBC
