A/N: Hello! Rushing to update because I have class in like fifteen minutes. Again, if you have not voted in the poll, dear reader, please do so. Or if you are not reviewing, please go ahead. I do not bite! I promise!
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Vigatus, it's going to get worse. XD We're getting to one of my favorite updates. Hehe.
Keeper, good catch again! The visions are popping up indeed, though I don't really show them because it would make the chapters really long. And yes, her protective streak is all up in arms!
Enjoy guys!
2.4
She is not handling this very well, this leadership.
For some reason she is angry and this anger is almost always pulsing underneath her hands and feet. She is not allowed to be angry, no because they all look at her for answers and for things to be all right under every circumstance, even though they hate that she does nothing but smile and look content like a doll.
Nothing changes. She can't appease them.
Sometimes she wants to smack Jyou upside the head because Mimi is really trying her hardest to be brave and he's having all the sensitivity of a dying animal because he wants to be responsible for everyone and show the adults that aren't there that look, he is the oldest and he is a good, competent person.
Sometimes she wants Yamato to stop growling at everyone and for someone to give Koushiro a few minutes because he may be smart but he's not okay and it doesn't take a genius observer to notice that.
Sometimes she wishes Sora would catch on from her hinting to 'do-something' because being the leader to them means she isn't allowed to get too close and it's absolutely obnoxious that the girl instead sits there, hemming over something that she's only emulating herself.
Takeru has not gotten better from Patamon dying. Even though his friend is back to Tokomon, the kid is still morose and quick to pitch a fit and Hikari can only guess at why. She is sure Yamato would know better but Yamato seems to be subscribing under the 'I-am-trying-to-be-cool' disposition and is getting absolutely nowhere.
She guesses their parents are divorced.
"It will get better, Takeru," she tells him, because it's always been true for her at least.
"But it will never be all right," he says, determined to be miserable. Tailmon scoffs quietly and Hikari only smiles, because it's hard to be angry at a child.
It doesn't quite bother her, though she guesses it would be a bother to them. Or a horrible thing, depending how it had gone. She loves her parents, though Papa still drinks too much on weekends and Mama sometimes is a little too protective of her instead of Taichi, when Taichi is the one who is always getting hurt.
Granted, she is the girl.
Which makes her angry too.
She can't do this.
She has to pretend to.