December 22, 2003
Hope's Blade
By -Trumpet_Geek- (I changed my name everyone!)
Edited by -TG- (and her ever-useful spellchecker)
Author's Notes:
Hi minna-san! I'm VERY sry that I have not updated, and I bet u all thought I was going to abandon it! I'm very,very sry to all of u who've been waiting to read my next chapter. Wellz, here it is! I hope u all don't hate me! Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer:
I don't own Digimon or anything to do with Digimon. Any resemblance to another fic is purely coincidental. (I bet y'all miss my Disclaimer Poem:P)
Reviews:
Thanks for reviewing Chapter 9:
Takato the Wolf Takaishi- Yup, Miyako and Sora's deaths are a lil strange, but if there's any confusion with that, someone can email me and I will try to explain that in one of the future chapters.
Chiller- Sry, but I'm not going to make the war excessively bloody, but I'll be sure to detail it well for u:P
Chapter 10:
animefanrk2k- Thanks, I'm very glad u like it:)
miaow227- Thanks, I'm so glad you like my story! I hope you and your mum aren't still fighting!
Learning to Love- Thanks, and I agree, there should be more Takari on FF.Net!
Hope's Blade
Chapter 11
'The Beginning'
Takeru sighed as he rolled out of his small cot and stretched. That night had been a very short night, like all of his nights had been since his visit with the Princess.
Fighting his weariness, he got up and put his cloak on. Yawning, he stepped out of his room and was immediately confronted by his comrade, Yamato.
"Come on Takeru, we have a very important meeting today and we're going to be late!" Yamato exclaimed in a slightly stressed out voice. "What's happened to you Takeru, you look as though you haven't slept in days!" Without waiting for an answer from Takeru, the older blonde grabbed Takeru's arm and pulled him in the direction of the meeting room. "Come on, we'll talk later."
Takeru sleepily nodded as they entered the meeting room. Forcing his brain to function correctly, he sat on one of the cushions on the floor and listened very carefully as each man presented his idea on the war.
Somewhere in the fifth man's presentation, his mind wandered to the frightened look on Princess Hikari's face when he had told her he was going to war. He would have to end the tyranny of her father, King Taichi, for her sake and everyone else's.
***************
Slap! "I told you to tell me what you were doing out there!" roared a very angry Daisuke. His every fiber shook as he stood there, towering over the small and feeble-looking Princess, his hand raised to slap her across the face again if she refused to answer.
"No." She'd whispered the word so quietly that it was almost inaudible. But Daisuke had heard it anyway. "I won't tell you, because you won't believe me."
At this point, Daisuke was about ready to explode with frusteration. "Tell me, Woman! Tell me now!" he shouted.
Hikari shook with fear and whispered, "Okay, fine. I was out there because I couldn't get any sleep. I was thinking. Then I heard a twig crack and I looked over and there he was. I had no idea he would come to the castle."
Daisuke stepped back, analyzing her face, testing her eyes for the truth. Slowly, he nodded. "And why is it that he came? Is he fool enough to creep onto the grounds of his enemies?"
Hikari hesitated, knowing full well that she could not tell Daisuke about Takeru's plans for war. Or that they had admitted their love for each other. That would prove deadly indeed, for both of them.
"He-he wanted to return a handkerchief to me. He said I-I dropped it in the forest and he thought I should have it back," she lied.
They looked at each other for a few moments, and for a small while, she thought she'd actually fooled him. But she was wrong. Daisuke raised his hand and backhanded her hard across the face.
"You're lying to me. How dare you lie to protect that stupid ignoramus! How dare you!" Daisuke screeched, causing Hikari to flinch. "Go. Just get away from me. I do not care to have you in my sights anymore tonight. Goodbye."
Hikari waited till Daisuke had walked away before getting up shakily from the floor and running off to her bed chamber, crying silent tears of fear.
'If only Miyako were here... I miss her terribly.'
***************
Koushirou, the Rebel's strategist, spoke up. "This war will be approaching soon. We need all the help we can get to fight with us. Does anyone in this room know of anyone outside the Rebel apartment who can help us in our cause?"
Takeru contemplated his idea for a moment, then stood up, all eyes shifting to him. "I know of someone who may be of service to the Rebel cause," he said shakily.
Koushirou smiled, "That's wonderful Takeru. Who is it? We shall fetch them at once!"
"Well, that's the problem Koushirou... It's the Princess."
***************
Princess Hikari stayed in her room for hours, refusing to accept any food or drink from her fiancé. She knew he didn't feel bad at all for slapping her around, but she knew he knew he had to be cautious from now on, because if she renounced him, he would no longer have a shot at being King. And that was what he secretly wanted. And she would do whatever it took to keep him from the throne.
Sighing, Hikari's thoughts turned to Takeru, and soon an overwhelming calm took hold of her. She was sure that he would find a way out of this situation, without a doubt.
Soon, sleep overcame her weary body and, with a smile on her face despite the situation she was in, began to dream about everyone's favorite blonde hero.
***************
"What? The Princess? Are you sure Takeru?" Koushirou asked in awe. "How is it you came about this discovery?"
Before Takeru could answer his friends question, Yamato yanked his arm and shoved him out of the room.
"Uh, we'll be right back," Yamato stammered before hurrying out the door after his younger look-alike.
The men in the meeting room looked at one another and shrugged, deciding to wait to conduct the rest of their meeting after the pair came back.
Outside the door, Yamato roughly grabbed Takeru's arm and shoved him against the wall to prevent an escape. "So that's where you were last night!" Yamato hissed. "You were in the castle grounds talking to the Princess, weren't you? How could you? You know that that rendezvous could have jeopardized our entire plan for war!"
"Yes, I do know that. That is why I didn't breathe a word of our plan to the Princess. I am not a simpleton, Yamato," Takeru returned harshly. "But I must admit that I was not careful enough in my excitement."
Yamato's eyes widened. "What do you mean? What has happened!?"
"Daisuke came across us in the courtyard and we fought. I defeated him, and, ignoring the rules of fair engagement, he called on his guards to finish the work for him. I escaped, no problem, but Hikari... She had to go back into the castle to face him. But I do know for sure that we have one ally in the castle. I just know the Princess is with us."
Yamato sighed, trying to take it all in. 'What if we have to go to war sooner than we thought? Are we ready?'
***************
Hikari woke the next day at dawn, a huge smile plastered on her face. She had had the best dream about her beloved Takeru, and the wonderful dream had ALMOST made her forget all her problems. She sighed and dressed herself, all the happenings of the night before coming into mind. She shivered in fear, hoping against hope that everything would turn out alright somehow.
How she missed Miyako... She wished the girl were here again, to help her out with her new problems. Miyako would always listen to Hikari, and offer her assistance if needed. Miyako was a flower among thorns, for sure. But she was gone now...
Hikari touched her cheek, not surprised to find a solitary tear trailing down her delicate cheek. She resolved then and there to do anything that would help the Rebel cause. She would not let Daisuke take the throne. She just wouldn't be able to live with herself if that ever happened.
***************
Yamato and Takeru walked back into the meeting room, closing the wooden door behind them.
"Sorry about that!" Yamato said, grinning. His grin turned to a frown as Takeru stood up to speak.
"Men, I know for sure the Princess will help us out. I met with her last night, against Yamato's wishes," Takeru glanced at Yamato before going on. "And I have every reason to believe she will support the Rebels. I told her nothing of the plan of war, or any of our secrecies. But she is willing to do what she can to help out. It will be difficult, I know, for she is in the castle, among our enemies. But she is being so brave to come forward like this and offer her assistance."
Takeru glanced around at all the men sitting in the little room, watching them trying to direct their vision anywhere but him. Takeru grinned. "I think the sooner we go to war, the better."
Takeru sat down and Koushirou stood up to speak. "Takeru is right in saying that the young lady is very brave to openly say she wants to assist us. And he is right in saying we are lucky to have someone inside enemy lines, so to speak, that will help us out. I think we should send a messenger somehow to notify her of our plans, although that would be very dangerous. We will surely provide costumes and robes to disguise the person. Who will volunteer to go on this dangerous mission?"
***************
Author's Notes:
Well, this is a very short chapter, I know, but at least I updated and got it ready for another one, right? I know it's been a while, minna-san, but here it is at last! Please review! Happy reviews equal a happy author!
MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!
Hope's Blade
By -Trumpet_Geek- (I changed my name everyone!)
Edited by -TG- (and her ever-useful spellchecker)
Author's Notes:
Hi minna-san! I'm VERY sry that I have not updated, and I bet u all thought I was going to abandon it! I'm very,very sry to all of u who've been waiting to read my next chapter. Wellz, here it is! I hope u all don't hate me! Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer:
I don't own Digimon or anything to do with Digimon. Any resemblance to another fic is purely coincidental. (I bet y'all miss my Disclaimer Poem:P)
Reviews:
Thanks for reviewing Chapter 9:
Takato the Wolf Takaishi- Yup, Miyako and Sora's deaths are a lil strange, but if there's any confusion with that, someone can email me and I will try to explain that in one of the future chapters.
Chiller- Sry, but I'm not going to make the war excessively bloody, but I'll be sure to detail it well for u:P
Chapter 10:
animefanrk2k- Thanks, I'm very glad u like it:)
miaow227- Thanks, I'm so glad you like my story! I hope you and your mum aren't still fighting!
Learning to Love- Thanks, and I agree, there should be more Takari on FF.Net!
Hope's Blade
Chapter 11
'The Beginning'
Takeru sighed as he rolled out of his small cot and stretched. That night had been a very short night, like all of his nights had been since his visit with the Princess.
Fighting his weariness, he got up and put his cloak on. Yawning, he stepped out of his room and was immediately confronted by his comrade, Yamato.
"Come on Takeru, we have a very important meeting today and we're going to be late!" Yamato exclaimed in a slightly stressed out voice. "What's happened to you Takeru, you look as though you haven't slept in days!" Without waiting for an answer from Takeru, the older blonde grabbed Takeru's arm and pulled him in the direction of the meeting room. "Come on, we'll talk later."
Takeru sleepily nodded as they entered the meeting room. Forcing his brain to function correctly, he sat on one of the cushions on the floor and listened very carefully as each man presented his idea on the war.
Somewhere in the fifth man's presentation, his mind wandered to the frightened look on Princess Hikari's face when he had told her he was going to war. He would have to end the tyranny of her father, King Taichi, for her sake and everyone else's.
***************
Slap! "I told you to tell me what you were doing out there!" roared a very angry Daisuke. His every fiber shook as he stood there, towering over the small and feeble-looking Princess, his hand raised to slap her across the face again if she refused to answer.
"No." She'd whispered the word so quietly that it was almost inaudible. But Daisuke had heard it anyway. "I won't tell you, because you won't believe me."
At this point, Daisuke was about ready to explode with frusteration. "Tell me, Woman! Tell me now!" he shouted.
Hikari shook with fear and whispered, "Okay, fine. I was out there because I couldn't get any sleep. I was thinking. Then I heard a twig crack and I looked over and there he was. I had no idea he would come to the castle."
Daisuke stepped back, analyzing her face, testing her eyes for the truth. Slowly, he nodded. "And why is it that he came? Is he fool enough to creep onto the grounds of his enemies?"
Hikari hesitated, knowing full well that she could not tell Daisuke about Takeru's plans for war. Or that they had admitted their love for each other. That would prove deadly indeed, for both of them.
"He-he wanted to return a handkerchief to me. He said I-I dropped it in the forest and he thought I should have it back," she lied.
They looked at each other for a few moments, and for a small while, she thought she'd actually fooled him. But she was wrong. Daisuke raised his hand and backhanded her hard across the face.
"You're lying to me. How dare you lie to protect that stupid ignoramus! How dare you!" Daisuke screeched, causing Hikari to flinch. "Go. Just get away from me. I do not care to have you in my sights anymore tonight. Goodbye."
Hikari waited till Daisuke had walked away before getting up shakily from the floor and running off to her bed chamber, crying silent tears of fear.
'If only Miyako were here... I miss her terribly.'
***************
Koushirou, the Rebel's strategist, spoke up. "This war will be approaching soon. We need all the help we can get to fight with us. Does anyone in this room know of anyone outside the Rebel apartment who can help us in our cause?"
Takeru contemplated his idea for a moment, then stood up, all eyes shifting to him. "I know of someone who may be of service to the Rebel cause," he said shakily.
Koushirou smiled, "That's wonderful Takeru. Who is it? We shall fetch them at once!"
"Well, that's the problem Koushirou... It's the Princess."
***************
Princess Hikari stayed in her room for hours, refusing to accept any food or drink from her fiancé. She knew he didn't feel bad at all for slapping her around, but she knew he knew he had to be cautious from now on, because if she renounced him, he would no longer have a shot at being King. And that was what he secretly wanted. And she would do whatever it took to keep him from the throne.
Sighing, Hikari's thoughts turned to Takeru, and soon an overwhelming calm took hold of her. She was sure that he would find a way out of this situation, without a doubt.
Soon, sleep overcame her weary body and, with a smile on her face despite the situation she was in, began to dream about everyone's favorite blonde hero.
***************
"What? The Princess? Are you sure Takeru?" Koushirou asked in awe. "How is it you came about this discovery?"
Before Takeru could answer his friends question, Yamato yanked his arm and shoved him out of the room.
"Uh, we'll be right back," Yamato stammered before hurrying out the door after his younger look-alike.
The men in the meeting room looked at one another and shrugged, deciding to wait to conduct the rest of their meeting after the pair came back.
Outside the door, Yamato roughly grabbed Takeru's arm and shoved him against the wall to prevent an escape. "So that's where you were last night!" Yamato hissed. "You were in the castle grounds talking to the Princess, weren't you? How could you? You know that that rendezvous could have jeopardized our entire plan for war!"
"Yes, I do know that. That is why I didn't breathe a word of our plan to the Princess. I am not a simpleton, Yamato," Takeru returned harshly. "But I must admit that I was not careful enough in my excitement."
Yamato's eyes widened. "What do you mean? What has happened!?"
"Daisuke came across us in the courtyard and we fought. I defeated him, and, ignoring the rules of fair engagement, he called on his guards to finish the work for him. I escaped, no problem, but Hikari... She had to go back into the castle to face him. But I do know for sure that we have one ally in the castle. I just know the Princess is with us."
Yamato sighed, trying to take it all in. 'What if we have to go to war sooner than we thought? Are we ready?'
***************
Hikari woke the next day at dawn, a huge smile plastered on her face. She had had the best dream about her beloved Takeru, and the wonderful dream had ALMOST made her forget all her problems. She sighed and dressed herself, all the happenings of the night before coming into mind. She shivered in fear, hoping against hope that everything would turn out alright somehow.
How she missed Miyako... She wished the girl were here again, to help her out with her new problems. Miyako would always listen to Hikari, and offer her assistance if needed. Miyako was a flower among thorns, for sure. But she was gone now...
Hikari touched her cheek, not surprised to find a solitary tear trailing down her delicate cheek. She resolved then and there to do anything that would help the Rebel cause. She would not let Daisuke take the throne. She just wouldn't be able to live with herself if that ever happened.
***************
Yamato and Takeru walked back into the meeting room, closing the wooden door behind them.
"Sorry about that!" Yamato said, grinning. His grin turned to a frown as Takeru stood up to speak.
"Men, I know for sure the Princess will help us out. I met with her last night, against Yamato's wishes," Takeru glanced at Yamato before going on. "And I have every reason to believe she will support the Rebels. I told her nothing of the plan of war, or any of our secrecies. But she is willing to do what she can to help out. It will be difficult, I know, for she is in the castle, among our enemies. But she is being so brave to come forward like this and offer her assistance."
Takeru glanced around at all the men sitting in the little room, watching them trying to direct their vision anywhere but him. Takeru grinned. "I think the sooner we go to war, the better."
Takeru sat down and Koushirou stood up to speak. "Takeru is right in saying that the young lady is very brave to openly say she wants to assist us. And he is right in saying we are lucky to have someone inside enemy lines, so to speak, that will help us out. I think we should send a messenger somehow to notify her of our plans, although that would be very dangerous. We will surely provide costumes and robes to disguise the person. Who will volunteer to go on this dangerous mission?"
***************
Author's Notes:
Well, this is a very short chapter, I know, but at least I updated and got it ready for another one, right? I know it's been a while, minna-san, but here it is at last! Please review! Happy reviews equal a happy author!
MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!