A/N: from the Japanese and descriptions, can you tell what Manga I've been reading?
For your viewing pleasure:
-Kun Term used between friends (usually boys and tough (tomboy) girls)
Oneesan Older Sister
Nanigoto desu ka Are you all right?
Anou Um… Er… (Used when searching for a word, or to catch someone's attention)
Soo Really?
Ja mata (Ja ne) See you (later)
Ore no baka I am an Idiot (A/N: I use this one a lot)
Daijoubu All right (Or 'I am well')
Bento (Slang) Japanese lunch box, usually made of wood, plastic, flax, or cardboard. Literally: Lunch Box (Proper spelling: Obentou)
Yami Dark/Darkness
Yume Dream
Reiteki na Spiritual (Of the Spiritual World – Reikai)
Daisuke's Journal
Brighter the Light, Darker the Shadow
It's amazing how random the weather can be, if you stop to think about it. One second you could be watching overcast clouds, wandering the sky in search of some poor soul to pour on; and the next thing you know it's a clear blue sky and the sun is shining like nobodies business. Okay, some people might say annoying, but there are few others who simply just like what they see.
We now join one Motomiya Daisuke laying on his back (Despite the fresh bruises and cuts) and staring lazily up into the sky. Few clouds were seen, and most seemed to have converged on the sun, casting long cool shadows across the ground.
Have you ever watched the cloud's shadows? It's rather unusual to say the least. For one thing clouds aren't solid, so each one seems ever so vaguely transparent. But alas, we are not watching cloud-shadows now, for we are watching Daisuke. And Daisuke-Kun is watching the clouds, up in the sky. Thus no one is watching the ground.
"Davis!" Well, apart from someone looking at the lazing boy, who happens to be on said ground.
The young Goggle-boy grunted and twisted his head towards the source of the voice, which was coming towards him from his head, thus he had to arc his already sore back slightly. A slight gasp of pain, and his vision blurred, but not before he recognised the Orange-red hair and the forest-green and Milk-cream Uniform.
Takenouchi Sora adjusted her pack-strap, and leaned over to get a better view of – what the others had come to fondly call – Taichi-Rainen, or the next Taichi. The boy seemed to be wincing slightly; eyes squeezed shut. She had caught him in the park, apparently daydreaming, arms behind his head, and backpack lying haphazardly beside him.
"Davis? Nanigoto desu ka?" She asked, concerned at the boy's pained expression.
She gave a smile as he opened one eye to look up at her, all pain and expression gone from his face as if it was never there. He then grinned up at her, eyes sparkling happily.
"Aa! Sora-Oneesan! Hai, I am well. And you?" She giggled slightly at the suffix, given her by Miyako and Hikari. (Though they used the suffix –Chan, whereas the boys used –San so as not to get hurt)
"Hai, Daijoubu." She then moved around to sit beside the fire-headed youth. "So… what's on your mind, Davis?" She prodded gently, in an almost sisterly/motherly teasing fashion. Daisuke was not used to either and so felt uncomfortable around the girls, and a few people like Taichi and Takeru who liked to get 'close and personal' with people. He sat up in an effort to calm the blush and uneasiness.
"Anou… nothing much… just…" He trailed off, looking to the sky, eyes dulling slightly. "Musing." He managed to finish the sentence, albeit unconsciously.
"Soo? What about?"
"Eh?" Daisuke blinked, falling back to reality as he turned to eye the cheerful girl beside him. "Nani?"
"What were you 'musing' about?" Fighting back another blush Daisuke stared at his shoes, sprawled out in front of him.
"N… not much… just… stuff…"
"Oh." Sora seemed slightly disappointed. Obviously she had been in a somewhat active mood and wanted to talk or hang out with someone with a similar amount of energy. Finding Daisuke had been – in her eyes – quite lucky. She had expected to at least get into a heated discussion about what cloud looked like what… but not this…
Seeing that all she was really doing was pressuring the boy, she got up again and stretched as Daisuke looked up at her in confusion.
"Well, I need to get to Tennis practise. Ja mata Davis!" With that she hurried away.
"Uh… Ja ne, Sora-Oneesan!" he waved after her retreating form before falling back to the grass with a grunt. He then leapt back up with a stifled yelp and rubbed his frayed back. "Ore no baka…" he grumbled.
Journal Entry, Hachi
It started at the park, or outside it… or wherever I happened to be at the time seeing as I was only half-there the whole trip. Uh… yeah…
Anyway, I was headed… somewhere, and then Sora ran up to me (For the second time that day), cell-phone over her ear. Apparently she was talking to Miyako… or Hikari, by the sounds of it. She slowed down and stopped by me (I had stopped by now to watch the crazy girl) and quickly finished her call while I waited.
Done with Miyako, she smiled at me, all cheerful again like she was earlier. Don't get me wrong she's a great person, and seems to have taken on the role of Older-sister of the group, but I guess that's what scares me about her. I'm not used to people being so nice to me in a sibling-relationship sense. (Or any relationship up until a few months ago)
She explained that while at Tennis practise with her two friends her Digivice had gone off. Fearing for her Digimon, Piyomon's safety, she had immediately excused herself and phoned Miyako on her way back to me. (I just happened to be on the way to the school)
We two hurried there to find Iori and Miyako awaiting us. Takeru was – I guess – asleep. And Hikari had taken Tailmon off on a bike-ride around Odaiba. (I learned earlier that Takeru tends to sleep quite a lot on Sundays… don't blame him. That's the only day I get to sleep in too)
So off we went, the three newbies and our… guide, I guess since she was the one who got the 'call' from Piyomon. Anyhoo, we ended up in a desert area of the Digital World, in which was a town that looked like a replica of America's old-west. Ooh, look-it the tumbleweed…
Random observations aside, we had run into a bit of a sandstorm blown up by our arrival. I seemed to be more prepared then the others, putting Taichi's goggles over my eyes quickly, to try and see through the sand, and upon seeing the small town, quickly guided the group towards it.
I guess it would have been pretty cool, had the affect not been ruined by the fact that we'd apparently landed near the dump, where there were obviously modern-day bits of trash lying around… if the wrecked car is anything to go by… Oi, the people who made Digiworld were random…
As we traipsed through the 'street' I instantly picked up the sound of music.
Sora stated the obvious – as is apparently the job of at least one person per journey – that it was coming from the Saloon. Where else would they have a piano in a replica of the Wild West? Beside's a Music hall or Church I mean. (Neither of which we could see)
We went inside to find that the music came from an old Player piano, and the single-room was empty. Though it didn't stay that way for long, as the music stopped and out popped a Digimon. Honestly if I wasn't expecting it I would have had a heart attack, or something similar…
He introduced himself as Starmon, the surrogate sheriff of the town – which was apparently named 'Sirus'. After apologising for intruding, he was kind enough to give us some cool milk to drink away the thirst of the dusty-air. Personally I was wondering how come he'd given us milk – fresh milk, nonetheless – which in my opinion could have smelt, tasted and looked the same if it was chemical-tainted water. Eh, maybe I'm just pessimistic…
Anyway, Sora questioned Sheriff Starmon of Piyomon, and he turned on a screen in the wall (Once again ruining the Wild West affect) showing many Wanted posters of Sora's partner.
She was relieved Piyomon wasn't captured yet, as the Kaiser would put a dark ring on her. Just at the moment Starmon revealed himself to be wearing a ring. It had been hidden by his cowboy hat. I could have done without Veemon's attempt at acting tough…
We quickly hurried out as his back was turned, unfortunately we didn't get very far before he used his Meteor Shower attack on us, knocking us all unconscious. Not again… I'm getting tired of ending up comatose when I go to the Digiworld. My back hurts enough for today, thankyou.
We came to in a cage… er… prison? No… well, it was a door and bars running the length of the room, splitting it in half. Yeah… in the Cell we found a rather worn Piyomon who had apparently been there for a while after being chased by Airdramon.
She said how she had wandered into the Saloon after being shot down – thus reverting back to Piyomon, from Birdramon – and had met Starmon. Having had no idea this area was under the Kaiser's control, she had been as shocked as us when the so-called Sheriff had attacked her.
After an ill-fated attempt at breaking out, the major problem we figured was that the Digimon were all tired and hungry. Which of course, rules out Digivolving. Just as we were about to start yet another time-renowned argument, Piyomon heard hoof-beat, just outside the jailhouse.
It turned out to be Deputymon, Starmon's partner. After a brief spat – and Deputymon loosing his clothes – we found he was not under the control of the Kaiser, and so was on our side, or at least, not on the enemies side. It turns out there's a big difference when it comes to Digimon like the Deputy.
Turns out the only 'side' he was on was his own, and on his side he had cards. He wanted to play cards, and he needed players. Thing is he had it in mind that boys cheat, so therefore would only let the girls out to play with him… and I must now ask all you perverts to get your heads out of the gutter!
Now I should point out that Hawkmon was taken out too, but it's in my opinion that you can hardly ever tell the gender of a bird, Digimon or no. That and I think Deputymon is short sighted, or something. Of course I don't know why he thought only boys cheated at cards. I, for a fact, know that Miyako has been known to cheat at Old Maid, Solitaire and even Speed – how? I don't know.
Anyway, after he'd left – locking us in even more then before, so we couldn't escape and cheat in his game – Starmon came back, so he could watch us on his lunch break. He'd only just taken a disposable Bento out of the desk drawer, when he noticed the girls were missing. He then proceeded to get really mad, really fast, and went after them – leaving his Bento.
Now of course the tow Digimon would notice this first, and of course Iori would come up with a plan to get it. Though I was just thinking how ridiculous this whole thing must look. His plan, by the by, was for the Digimon to eat the ropes – um, Ew? – Pretending they were pasta. He then tied the ropes together, and made a noose.
I then put my hours of boredom to good use, and lassoed the Bento. Yes, I spent about a month reading about rope-tricks and tying knots, only to learn how to do Cowboy tricks, and create a pulley-system in my room – which I then had to get rid of before my parents came back from their vacation.
Iori seemed impressed, though refrained from questioning my skills, for fear he might find himself shocked again. I should really have a talk with him someday, before I do something else to frighten him.
Since the best way out of the cell was to dig out – or just plain break down a wall – Armadiomon was the one to eat the food in the Bento, though he was kind enough to let Veemon take a nibble as well. That's what I like about Digimon, they're kind to each other, resourceful and naturally gentle unless provoked. Not unlike some humans, though unlike them they seem to have the knack of premonition and empathy.
Armadiomon evolved to Digmon, and we were out. Veemon armour evolved to Raidramon, and the two of us went to get the girls. We arrived in time to fine Starmon and Deputymon having a showdown… it was kind of hard to tell who was winning, though Deputymon was down for the time being. Starmon used another 'Meteor Shower' knocking us both out of the sky, and causing Raidramon to devolve. Fortunately the girls and their Digimon caught us.
Veemon requested I use the Digimental of Courage, since he was a better fighter as Flamdramon, having more experience – not to mention mobility – In that form. He then proceeded to knock Starmon into an old water tower, which was actually a hidden dark spire.
This would have been the end of the strange adventure, if both Digimon hadn't made amends and then ganged up on the lot of us, pressuring us into a card game.
…I don't even like cards…
Despite our protests of needing to leave, the only way we were able to 'escape' was when both of them fell asleep from the previous fighting, and lack of sustenance.
Throughout this brief adventure I had been watching Miyako and Sora, having been paying more attention to peoples characteristics as of late. The two of them play a similar role as that of the group's older sister. Both are loyal and strong willed, having strong bonds with their Digimon – both bird-types – and have the uncanny ability to think on a similar level. Mostly I had been impressed by how quickly Miyako seemed taken with Sora, as if the two had met in another life, or some-such thing.
I've been thinking a lot about our crests too. For instance: the Crest of Love. Love is a strong relationship with another person, and is usually defined by how a person acts towards the other. Usually Love is shown by how a person is protective of their friend, and is sometimes shown through smaller actions, like getting together.
Love is actually kind of like a stronger bond of friendship. A person who is very close to another would define that bond as 'love', though because the word itself has long since been taken and twisted out of context, the only real word we had for a strong relationship is usually 'Friendship'.
It was quiet in the classroom, save the scratch of pencil on paper, and the faint cough or scrap of a chair, every now and then. Students trying to distract themselves and others by any means necessary, in an attempt to break humdrum of silence and focus, which is truly unnatural for the horde of youth, crammed into the room together.
Well, come to think of it, they were probably all thinking how nice it would be if it were that quiet. Then at least the monotonous voice of their teacher wouldn't be stealing what little sanity they had.
"As you can see, ladies and gentlemen, X equals Y, Y equals 14, and lickity split, Q equals 37. Now, isn't that...interesting?"
'The hell…?' Daisuke blinked, eyeing the teacher worriedly.
Personally the math teacher was one of his favourite, as he was quite patient with those kids who didn't enjoy maths, and was often known to give them enjoyable activities, instead of school-work. He also tried to hide his history-teacher drone with lingo and random remarks, which often threw the students off their work entirely. But hey, so long as he didn't try 'talking their way'!
Trying the formula for himself, Daisuke rubbed his eraser over the mess of lines in his exercise book, and wrote out the equation: X Y, Y 14, Q 37.
Frowning, Daisuke looked back to the board, and finished the equation for the poor, confused adult: X 14, so X 23 Q There, that looked a little better.
"'Kari?" What the?
Daisuke looked up from his correcting to see Takeru standing up at his desk, looking over at their friend of Light. She seemed to have been dozing, and had been suddenly jolted to reality by the blonds voice.
"Huh?" the unintelligible response bubbled from his lips. "What's going on?"
Just then Hikari half-fainted, falling from her chair.
"Hikari!" One of the girl's friends – who sat behind her – cried out in shock, worried for her friend.
It wasn't long before Hikari was dismissed to the nurse's office, half-recovered from her fainting spell, and leaving quite a few worried friends watching after her, Daisuke being one of them
'And the award for most confusion in one week goes too…?' The boy sighed slightly at his thoughts and stood to show his corrections to the teacher. After all, everyone else was too busy talking about recent events, to notice one more unusual occurrence.
It was much later when Takeru just about bowled the burgundy-headed one over, in an attempt to reach the nurses office before him. Needless to say the youth was stunned, and after gaping after the blond for a few seconds, he barely registered the one coming up behind him.
"Yow!" He leapt about a mile; spinning to face the one who'd prodded his Black-and-blue, scarred back. "…Iori?"
"Uhm…" The small boy blinked up at his friend, looking confused and embarrassed. He then bowed his head, clasping his hands together at his forehead. "Gomen nasai!"
"Uh, no!" Daisuke quickly waved his hands at the other boy wildly. "It's okay! You just gave me fright, that's all! Sorry!" Finding himself rambling again, he quickly stopped; though mostly because Iori was giggling at him.
While the two headed together towards the music room, Daisuke informed Iori of Hikari's 'episode' during class. The smaller boy's emerald orbs flickered slightly as he processed this new case.
"Well…" He started slowly, gaining his 'Sensei's' attention. "The past couple of days have been quite hot."
"It is the middle of summer." Daisuke said, tone more helpful and encouraging, then critical.
"There are a number of reasons for a fainting spell in the middle of class." Iori nodded slowly. "I don't think it had anything to do with her being sick, or anything like that."
"I wasn't too worried, just curious." The younger nodded again.
"Still… what about Takeru?"
"Hmm…?" Daisuke eyed his friend idly. "He seemed pretty worked up. I'm not surprised, though. The two of them have been through a lot, and do care for each other a great deal. Mostly I think…" He blinked, stopping his words as quickly as they came.
"You think…?" Iori prodded. No response. "Davis?" The older sighed.
"I think Takeru cares for Hikari very much, and was quite worried about her. It's probably best if we don't push the matter – either way – so as not to worry him any more."
"'Either way'?"
Iori had recently 'discovered' Daisuke's inquisitive nature, and how he seemed to be able to figure things out. It had been by accident one time when he'd questioned the difference in a traffic light to the main ones. The explanation he'd gotten hadn't been one he'd expected.
"Meaning don't try and make it into a big deal, or he'll freak out. But don't pretend it's not a big deal, or that'll encourage him. Okei?"
"Hai… Okei." Iori smiled. "Miyako-san wanted to try something this afternoon with the D-terminals, will you come to the Computer room with me?"
Daisuke turned to eye the boy beside him. The two were only a few feet from their destination now, as they'd been talking as they walked. He smiled slightly at the request, knowing that Iori was more referring to Daisuke's 'new side', rather then an escort. He had tried this the other day, when the smaller boy had gone to visit Koushiro – trying to bring Daisuke 'out of his shell'. It was a sweet gesture, in his eyes anyway.
"Aa. I'll be there."
"Arigato!" Of course, Daisuke was doing the same to him, wether he knew it or not. The two smiled.
Iori prodded the keys of the school piano, following the basic instructions on the sheet in front of him. He repeated them over, trying to get used to the notes and his own fingering.
E-E-F-G-G-F-E-D-C-C-D-E-E-D-D – E-E-F-G-G-F-E-D-C-C-D-E-D-C-CForest-green eyes peered up over the top of the piano, to the other side of the room. There he saw his teacher sitting at an empty desk, writing in a small notebook. He was nodding his head in time to the tune the younger boy was playing, as he wrote line after line into the vastly filling pages.
Finally coming to the end of the page, Daisuke looked up to see his student watching him, face blank, though still curious. The Brown-eyed pre-teen blinked, before smiling slightly at the look he was receiving.
"Had enough?" he asked, seeming kind in his jest. Iori shrugged.
"The bell's going to ring soon." was the quiet reply.
"Hai." Daisuke put away his things, before standing and moving to stand beside his friends seat. The younger boy followed suit, before raising his eyes to the other boy's.
"Is that okay?"
"Eh? Oh, yeah! You're a good student, Iori. You learn pretty fast." Daisuke smiled down at him. "Tell you what! Tomorrow I'll bring some sheet music, and we'll see how that goes. Okay?"
"Hai." Iori gave a faint smile.
"Cool!"
It wasn't long before the strangest thing happened: apparently Hikari and Takeru had some sort of encounter with another world, which was only possibly a part of the Digital World. It was – Takeru described – like a negative image of our Digiworld, in which Viral seemed to roam, and even the light of a lone lighthouse was Black.
Having heard this I got to thinking: the Digital world was probably made around the same time as the internet, being that it seemed to be created from the overflow of Data from our own world. But in a sense its creation was also reliant on imagination.
So heres how I see it: before the internet, Digiworld may have existed in another form, kind of like how Humans were supposedly once Neanderthals, or protoplasm, or whatever. This pre-world would have been a lot more chaotic then the present form, as everything would be shifting around; kind of like a Dream World. Along came the Internet, giving more information into the Dream World, bringing order, and stability, causing it to evolve into the Digital World.
Now this Dark World is kind of like the opposite of the Dream World, like how we have the Human race, and the Animal Kingdom. While one path carefully mixed Data into the Dream World, another simply became more stable, but no less chaotic then the original form. This Dark World, then, a different, primitive form of the Digiworld, in which the Viral would have been a part of – like a Nightmare World. This of course would explain so much, considering the physics of Digiworld, and most of its inhabitants…
People like Hikari are quite sensitive to different plains, wether it be spiritual, or that of the other worlds surrounding ours. All these worlds: Dejitaru, Yami, Yume and Reiteki na, are intertwined with our own, holding each other up, and overlapping erratically. Each own upholds the other, and strengthens the foundations of the world above it.
This of course means that our own worldly plain consists of many different other worlds, one on top of the other. I guess if you look at it in perspective, our plain, along with the others, is like a giant loop. Our World is holding up another, which holds up another. There are worlds holding up our plain as well, but since each plain is different, with little to no view of an increase in strength, then it cannot be formed like that of a column; because that would mean progression within each world, starting with the most primitive, and leading up to the more complex.
This can't be true, because of the existence of chaos in all our worlds. If there was a line of progression – or evolution – in each world, but slight differences to each one, then in one world Chaos would be the progression, instead of order. If that were so, then that world would eventually be destroyed, and if one part of a column were destroyed, then the rest would fall as well, no matter how complex or perfect the top or bottom world.
But if the worlds were joined in a loop of sorts, each one upholding the other, then the chaos of one world, could be balanced by the chaos of another. Meaning the existence of the Dark World is to balance the existence of another world, in this case: Dejitarukai.
Hikari is like one of those people who is given a glimpse into another world, and then is inspired by it in some way. Throughout history there were many people who made discoveries – they claimed to have seen in dreams – which changed the world in some way. Inventors, writers, leaders and scientists, all being given a brief glimpse of another world, and finding a way to intertwine it into our own.
By this theory, I believe our worlds aren't joined by a loop, like that of a circle. No, I think that the loop of our worlds is like that of a Mobias loop, overlapping, and twisted together.
This is meant to be the perfect balance of harmony and chaos, in which we live and prosper. This is the true form of our existence.
…
I should probably slow down my intake of psychology; I'm starting to scare myself…
Anyway. Back to Hikari…
Tailmon had come running in just as she'd disappeared. Though we tried to find her in the Digiworld it was of no use, and Takeru had seemed convinced she wasn't even in the Digiworld. In fact, he kept going on about a beach, just before running out.
Iori had mentioned there was no use for going to the Digiworld, if we didn't know exactly where Hikari was. Despite this I had an odd feeling involving the ports, and tried anyway… nothing happened. I guess feelings usually override thoughts.
Anyway, while we were trying to figure this out it turns out Hikari had been taking to that 'Dark Ocean' I was rambling about earlier. There, Hikari helped free some Scubamon, which weren't really Scubamon (Just to be confusing), who tired to make her their Queen against their underwater master.
Personally I'm hoping we don't find out exactly what's happening there any time soon.
When retelling us later at Takeru's place – in which I spent the whole time staring at the same page in one of my workbooks for about two hours – Hikari was saying how the 'Not-so-Scubamon' asked for her help, because of her 'great power'. Of course they must have been referring to her inner light, the reason for her Crest of Light.
Quite a few people are gifted with an inner light, which means their spirit is stronger in a sense that they are more in tune with the world around them. Some might think of this as 'psychic', but in reality it's more of a gift of empathy. I guess this 'power' along with other virtues, are a bit more physical in some of the other worlds.
Again with the skipping of days (This entire entry was written on a Sunday, while all this happened during the week) I present to you: more destined… yeah.
Okay, long story short: We were wandering the Digiworld and the signal of a Dejimental came from nearby, se we went to investigate. We were all kind of hungry having skipped lunch, and been wandering the other world most of the day. We found a restaurant and stopped for a bite… yes, in the Digiworld; It was owned by a Digimon called Digitamamon, an egg-Digimon. What fun this day was turning out to be.
Anyway, he wouldn't accept our Yen, since we didn't have any Digi-dollars, and we going to make us do clean up or something to pay for the food. Sounded fair to me… I was intelligent today and left Miyako to argue with the bossy Digimon, while constantly keeping my mouth shut.
Just then a random Gaijin appeared, offering to pay for our meal. Yeah, my brain didn't want to work either… Anyway, it turns out his name was Michael, and he was a friend of Mimi's. Not only that, but he's a Digidestined, and his partner is a Betamon.
We learned that during the same time, one summer about 4 years ago, when Digimon were appearing in the real world, we all had an encounter with one in some way. I was at the Convention center, with my family, when the Bakemon showed… hence my dislike for the nuisances.
Miyako sent e-mails during the battle with Diaboramon, and Iori's plane had to make an emergency landing, because of the appearance of the Digiworld in the sky.
By this theory, however, there may have been more Digidestined in the world: maybe hundreds! Scary thought ne?
Anyway, Mimi managed to befriend Digitamamon, who kindly relinquished the bill, despite Miyako riling up the poor Digimon again – though not entirely her fault, due to lack of tact. Just then there was a sudden earthquake, sending us all out the door.
It turned out to be Gorillamon, who Michael saw in New York 4 years ago. When he attacked us, however, Digitamamon got in the way to save us, but not before going flying at the shockwave. It was Michael and Mimi, with their Digimon: Seadramon and Togemon, who freed the Gorillamon, who turned out to be really nice. Kind of like an Earth Gorilla: docile until you get it mad.
With Gorillamon gone, Takeru and Hikari went off to find Digitamamon, since Mimi and Miyako were worried about him. He suddenly showed up, however, and started acting ruder then he was earlier, and I don't think it's because he's cranky.
What could we do? We had to attack him; he was obviously under the Kaiser's control. Though Mimi did go Hikari on us and tried talking him out of it, which didn't work I should add. Miyako didn't seem too impressed, and did her best in trying to protect Mimi.
But when Digitamamon knocked her to the ground, I think Miyako snapped. She started ranting at the egg-mon in that way she does, getting her point across that she was a friend, and not an enemy. She even admitted to having trouble-judging people from first impression – which in my opinion, people should never do – though I could have done without her dragging me into it.
She promised to be more sincere, which in turn activated the Dejimental of Sincerity… uh…
Yeah… I missed something along the way…
Utilising the Dejimental, Hawkmon was able to evolve into Shurimon, the samurai of sincerity. With the help of the recently returned Hikari and Takeru, he was able to rid Digitamamon of his Dark spiral – which was on the inside of his shell.
Later Miyako and Digitamamon made up, and were now friends. This didn't stop Miyako's boy-craze, though it was amusing when Sukamon showed up. Who knew Mimi could hit that hard? At least I know not to get girls that mad.
We saw Mimi and Michael off, and I managed to move out of earshot when he and Miyako started talking 'dating'. Honestly that girl… So long as she leaves me out of it, alls well. Jerk indeed…
Someone who is sincere is one who does not fake who they are, or what they do. They are truly themselves, and are modest in their claims. To be sincere is to not pretend about what one feels in their heart, and to be expressive about what they feel and know in their heart.
I suppose someone might define that as tactless, though in a sense I guess it just means that said person is more alive within themselves then others. Which means, of course, the Miyako is kind of like what I keep trying to be: genuinely happy, and flippant towards harsh remarks and commentary. Which would mean she's sort of my opposite.
I guess that day was her fully understanding the true meaning of sincerity, and putting it into practise in her life. Which I am sure she needs, and am glad she finally figured it out.
'Human relationships are more complex than any other relationships in the universe.
Each of us touches the lives of others in many ways we cannot see, and, in turn, each of us is touched.
We are not always aware of the love and sacrifice invested in our lives.
Were we more aware, we would be more grateful.
Here, in the interaction of our lives with those of others, lies the secret of growth and maturity."
Found in my Physics Textbook (You know; that page I was staring at for 2 hours?)
M. A. D / RedDragon / AkaiDra
End Journal Entry
Daisuke chewed thoughtfully on the breakfast bar he'd bought, scratching his pencil over the paper silently. He was quite proud of himself today, having looking through his journal earlier. His writing was improving, and he could finally use chopsticks again, after such a long time, in which has hand was shaking too much to steady.
His head didn't hurt today, which was cool, the weather being mild due to faint rain clouds above. He'd written at least 3 songs over the week, and had only yesterday begun practising again, on his guitar and keyboard, which he'd found in his closet, behind some boxes.
Chibimon happily sat in his lap, nibbling the crumbs that fell, as well as his own treat: an entire cup of mushroom soup. He seemed enthralled by the taste, with only made Daisuke laugh at his childishness.
Finishing his entry, the youth beamed at the neatly written pages, before putting away his things and finishing his late breakfast.
He leaned against the tree he'd claimed his own, and looked around at the park he was in. It was quiet, being a Sunday morning, and also being that this side of the park was hardly populated due to the proximity of the river. Yes, this was his spot of solitude, in whence none dare disturb his slumber.
"Dai-Chan?" except Chibimon. But that, at least, was welcoming.
"Hai, Chibi?" the burgundy-headed youth asked, eyes closed in semi-slumber.
"That guy over there looks like Taichi."
"Hmm?" Daisuke cracked on eye open slightly, catching a glimpse of a teen wandering the path near the river. He closed his eye again, giving a deep sigh as he slumped further. "So he does." was the dull response.
Chibimon squirmed, having finished his soup, and was now trying to get comfortable. The boy chuckled, reaching to the flask and cup to pack them away, eyes still closed. The task finished, he returned his arms to his lap, where Chibimon gratefully curled against them.
Lazy Sunday… how nice it was to experience it once more…
A/N: snore Knuckles and Ken run in, sniggering. Blue is out cold
Ken: Hurry up, before she wakes up!
Knux: Not likely! She's gone into mental overload again…
Ken: shakes head Thinking about it, and actually doing it, are 2 different things, deary…
Knux: to readers Okay Chick-a-Dee's! While Azzy's out – and can't hurt us – we're going to give you a preview of what happens later in DJ!
Ken: Mostly because Blue's taking forever, and partly because we're apparently suicidal…
Knux: Shut it! Holds up bright orange notebook All right, according to this… really weird diagram… Dai's going to get better, and there's going to be actual character development!
Ken: Ooh! …Before, or after my breakdown?
Knux: After.
Ken: Grumbles
Knux: There's a bit more Angsting, but on a happy note: she's got some nicer dreams and optimism on the way. Please note the 'dreams' – those are between – because they're a good source for picking at Daisuke's psyche!
Ken: How rude! Snatches notebook and flips some pages Hey! According to this, DJ is the prequel to 'Digital W-' Mmphh!
Knux: Tackles Ken Hush up!
AB: Wakes up as boys hit the desk leg Mir… wha…
Muses Ken & Knuckles: Retreat! Race away
AB: Meh? Looks down what is my Story-Map, notebook doing in here? And where on earth are the two dumkopfs…? Sigh Oh well… onto '5 Hobbits', I need a laugh! Leaves
Note: If the Authors Note stretches from the tip of my pinky, to the tip of my thumb, then it is just right, and not too long. (Please note: I have small hands) I am a lazy bugger… and that's all you need to know.
Extra Note: The algebra thing might sound weird cuz I don't what I'm doing, and the theory-paragraphs have little to no significance, unless you want your brain to shut down in under 10 seconds…
And the piano lesson? The song Iori is playing is the only one I can remember… Ode to Joy.
And no I'm not kidding; I did find that quote in my Physics book. Heh… Random Gaijin…
X-Extra Note: I know some of you are probably curious so I'll keep this brief:
The note about Traffic lights is something that happened to me on the way home from Youth Group at about midnight. Our driver – Jessie – noticed a road-level light on a bridge looked different from the normal lights. I then proceeded to observe that it was probably made differently, due to people walking along the bridge, and possibly having the urge to smash said light.
Apparently certain boys don't like me making intelligent theorem at midnight, while he's trying to put his brain in shut down mode. Heh, sorry Matt… Sweatdrop
