A/N: I am very, very sorry about how late this update was. I had so many tests and make up work to do that I had no time what so ever to do on this chapter. I still have a project that I need to work on but I'm stuck on that at the moment. Well to make up for this very late update. How about a nice and long chapter? Just look at the scroll bar and you'll see that this will be long.
Chapter Eleven: Time Calls for Change
"Men talk of killing time, while time quietly kills them."—Dion Boucicault
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The sound of footsteps invaded her room as all of her students came back from their lunch breaks. Well besides Kouji of course. 'He wouldn't come back without a complicated explanation and that still might not bring him back.' Ophanimon thought.
This wasn't the time to worry about Kouji right? He's a strong person; he'd easily conquer any conflict that dared to approach him. Even though Ophanimon tried to convince herself with these thoughts; there was still that little bit of doubt that has yet to be overcomed.
It was third period and everyone was intently focusing on the lesson that Ms. Tenshi was teaching. No one even seemed to notice that Kouji was missing. Either they didn't care or they was used to him doing this.
Ms. Tenshi had noticed this and even more doubts were brought into her system. She needed to explain things to him but she couldn't just leave the school during the middle of class. That would get her fired, and to be honest she was very low on money and needed this job. It's not like she chose to have this job; the circumstances around her made her take the job.
Sigh
This job will take up a lot more time than she wanted.
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There are many things in this world that Kouji hated. One was those popular girls who thought they were better than anyone. Two was those stupid jocks; not being stereotypical because Kouji knew that not all jocks are stupid. In fact some of them are very, very intelligent. Kouji only hated the dum ones.
The third thing Kouji hated were kids, yes kids. How would you feel wasting your time for some damn kid. Kouji was not enjoying the time he was spending with this kid, Tomoki, right?
'Why the hell did I offer to help him find his new school? Damn it the gate has already been closed I bet. This is the dumbest thing I have done all day Fu-!' "Onii-san, do you know where my school is?" Tomoki asked interrupting Kouji-nii's thoughts.
'Onii-san? When the hell did I give him permission to call me that?' Kouji thought already trying to choose another way to keep himself calmed before he did something he might regret. He already had enough regrets to think about for one day and he preferred not to have another one.
This kid was just that, a kid. Nothing more, slightly incompetent but besides that he was a normal kid. How that kid thought he would make it to school was nothing more than his naïve brain. Well to Kouji that is. This day was going to be long, oh so very long.
"Kid… Tomoki, why are you still looking for your school? I mean, if it was me I would just forget about it and wait for tomorrow." Kouji said, shrugging his shoulders in a manner that stated that he wouldn't care what your answer would be.
"What do you mean onii-san? Why wouldn't I want to know where my school is? School is amazing, it's a place where you can meet new friends and, and learn new things. Isn't that reason enough to go to school on a daily basis?"
"Eh? You're a weird kid; do you seriously believe that this world is like that?" Kouji answered, "I'll let you in on something, and the world isn't butterflies, sunshine and other sh-crap like that. If you want to live you'll have to fight. Nothing is ever just handed out to you; it's taken, forcefully."
Tomoki looked at Kouji for a few hard seconds. They stood there quietly just staring at each other; brown eyes staring into deep blue irises. In a matter of seconds Tomoki felt his eyes start to water and to Kouji's surprise; he started crying.
Passerby's just stared at the two. If there was one thing that Kouji new more than anything else, it was that when it came to kids. People would easily intervene and make a scene. THAT was definitely something that Kouji did not want.
"Kid!! Stop crying!! The world isn't always like that. I mean, if you believe something… then… I guess you could possibly make it into a reality… possibly…" Kouji said his voice getting quieter the more he got towards the end of his sentence. "Really!" Tomoki piped as he stopped crying almost immediately.
"Yea…" Kouji said putting on a fake smile to ensure that the kid doesn't start crying again.
"Onii-san, I never got to hear your name by the way, what is it?"
"Huh? Oh, my name is Ko-" Kouji tried to say… tried… In what seemed almost instantly the earth underneath him started to shake. Either an earthquake was making its presence known or a Digimon was prepared for battle… 'Wait, when did I automatically start assuming these things on Digimon? How utterly absurd, damn that Ophanimon!' Kouji thought bitterly. Still refusing to accept the reality of Digimon in this world.
Kouji barely noticed that Tomoki had fell on the ground while he was standing up perfectly fine. He was about to go and see if the kid was fine till he felt something. A presence of sorts; it was chaotic, uncontrollable. It was so close by to boot, there was no way it was going unnoticed by Kouji.
Before Kouji even had the chance to investigate what was going on, he felt as if his head was hit by a punch from Muhammad Ali. His feet left the ground as it followed the direction his head was going in. Directly into the wall.
"Kouji-nii!"
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"Eek!" The whole class screamed as the ground shook. Some flew under their desks while others tried to grab onto the sturdiest thing that they could find.
"Class, calm down!" Ms. Tenshi ordered her class. Trying her best to calm the class down; of course, it wasn't easy. Unlike her the class wasn't a group of powerful ultimate level Digimon as she, herself was. Withstanding something like this was like swatting a fly to her; well as long as the fly wasn't moving that is…
The fire alarm bell began to ring. Of course everyone was more than aware of the fact that there was no fire but obviously it was the signal to get out. Usually when you have your "Fire Drills" they tell you to be calm and not to panic; ironically enough when a situation actually presents itself. All standards of calmness are forgotten.
The students ran out the school building the moment the bell rang. Despite the shouts of disapproval of their teachers they continued to run.
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When Izumi made it outside she saw it; a giant tree like thing terrorizing Shibuya. She stared at the thing in shock and awe.
She looked around her, just to see if anyone was watching her and to her joy nobody was even paying attention to her. 'Score one for me!'
She ran towards the school gates. The thing that made this school different from most was that at the gates there was a very deep incline. So deep that even someone as un-athletic as herself could even jump over the gate with ease.
In a swift moment she easily made it to the top of the gate… unfortunately for her she had too much momentum. That same momentum sent her soaring over the gate.
Izumi had always been afraid of heights and even though the gate wasn't very high, in Izumi's eyes she might as well as been on top of the Eifel Tower.
"Eek!!" Izumi squeaked trying to prepare herself for a very painful fall.
"I gotcha!!" Izumi heard someone call out as she was caught into someone's bright pink arms. Izumi gasped in shock as she looked into the smiling face of her Digimon companion.
"Puttimon!? It's you!!" Izumi shouted as she wrapped her arms around his throat, almost in tears at how Puttimon saved her from such a painful fall. "Hey, what where you trying to do… Other than falling from a ten feet wall?"
Izumi would have easily punched him if the situation was any different.
"Shut up! I wanted to go see that big tree thing that's terrorizing the city for your information."
"You mean the Woodmon?" Puttimon asked. "YES!! THAT THING!!"
"Okay okay no need to shout, gosh. I was going to take you there anyway… one warning though, I'm not a slow runner." 'Eh?' Izumi thought, for some reason…
She felt as though she was going to seriously regret this…
Chapter Eleven: End
A/N: Well I must say this is like the third longest chapter I have written for this story yet. I was going to make it longer but my brain decided to lose all ideas of what I had planned. I'm seriously sorry for any disappointments that this chapter may bring. I have not written in so long so I possibly forgot how I wanted to write this lol. Well next chapter may come sooner, but I still have to finish my project. Well until next time, ciao.
