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Sickness-Part IV: Disregarding
TK sat alone thinking about everything that had happened.
He knew everything was very, very wrong. It was painfully clear that Tai's illness was far than a cold. Sora had been working herself to the bone to bring Tai's fever down for hours.
"Sora, how's he doing?" TK asked.
Sora sighed heavily, rubbed her eyes and replied in an exhausted voice: "TK, I really don't know anymore."
That was another thing that was terribly amiss. Sora was overdriving herself. No matter what anybody said or did, she would assume full responsibility for everything that was happening.
TK heard a muffled sob and noticed that Kari was crying again. At every mention of her brother's condition, Kari would cry. Her usually warm brown eyes were bloodshot and she looked nearly as harrowed as Sora.
TK didn't know what he should do. Should he try to help Sora? Or maybe he should comfort Kari... TK remembered that Sora would let only Joe help her, and even then it was with reluctance. Unable to stand doing nothing a moment later, TK walked over to Kari, who was still crying.
"Kari, it'll be all right," TK reassured.
"How do you know? How can you know?" Kari sniffled, wiping away her tears.
"Tai won't give up," TK simply replied.
"I know that, I don't know if that will help him, though," Kari murmured.
"It will," TK stated.
"I just wish I knew. He's my brother, TK. You don't know how awful this is, at least not if Matt's never been this sick," Kari sadly whispered. "What will I do without him?"
"Don't talk like that, Kari," TK pleaded. "Don't lose hope."
Kari stopped crying and wiped her teary eyes.
"Do you really think he'll be OK?" she finally questioned.
TK confidently nodded.
"Thank you, TK," Kari muttered so quietly he nearly didn't hear.
You're welcome, TK thought.
~*~
It is nearly time for me to make my appearance, Viromon pondered. Courage will soon be dead.
Viromon considered a moment, then chuckled and thought: I believe I shall make Sheranamon's job easier. Who cares what Sheranamon says; I want to have a little fun before she deals with them... Yes, I shall...
~*~
Izzy was trying his hardest to gain a connection to Gennai, but it was difficult to concentrate.
He halfheartedly clicked away on the keyboard and hit the enter key. Just as it had been since their Digimon were stolen, the connection was refused.
He sighed and flipped the top of his pineapple laptop down before surveying the camp. When he noticed TK comforting Kari, he smiled slightly. The smile quickly dropped off his face upon seeing Sora working desperately for Tai. He shook his head sadly when Sora once again refused help.
~*~
Mimi grimly shook her head after her offers for help were as usual turned down.
"I wonder what it is that Tai had," Mimi muttered.
"That is a very good question," Joe replied.
"What do you think it is?" Mimi quarried.
"I would guess it was pneumonia, but I've never heard of pneumonia coming on so suddenly," Joe puzzled.
Joe continued puzzling it out quietly while Mimi slowly dropped off to sleep.
~*~
"Sora, come on! You have to take a rest," Matt argued.
Sora gave a shuddering sigh and dully answered: "Why won't you all just leave me alone? Mimi just asked me and the answer is the same for both of you. No."
"Stop it, Sora. You can't work yourself like this," Matt stated.
"Just go," Sora quietly commanded.
"Listen to me, Sora. You can't help Tai if you make yourself sick, too!" Matt shouted.
"Just go, Matt!" Sora screamed.
Matt hadn't expected Sora to be so forceful. He had never seen her like this and it worried him.
"Just go," she repeated.
Matt was about to continue the argument, but he heard Izzy whisper: "Matt, don't."
Reluctantly, he left Sora...
~*~
Sora removed the already hot cloth from Tai's forehead, wet it with cool water and replaced it gently.
She felt sleep relentlessly pulling at her, but she refused to give in and ignored it.
Come on, Tai. You have to be all right, she thought.
Tai's eyes opened ever so slightly.
"Tai, you're OK!" she happily cried.
"Sora?" Tai rasped. He could barely see six inches in front of him. "It's Sora, isn't it?"
"Yes, Tai, it's me," Sora answered.
"Sora, take care of Kari. And-and tell everyone I'll always be here," Tai weakly ordered.
"No, I won't have to," Sora desperately said.
"I-I'm sorry," Tai whispered. He slipped into unconsciousness again.
"Tai? Tai, no!" Sora shrieked. "Don't do this! Don't!"
She lifted his wrist and found a pulse. It was weak, but it was a pulse.
Relief flooded into her, but it was quickly cut short when a scream from Mimi cut through the camp.
"Mimi, what is it?" Sora questioned.
"L-look over th-there," Mimi trembled so weakly it was a wonder Sora even heard her.
Sora followed the direction of Mimi's finger and saw a Digimon that looked like it was made from the wind. It was transparent and she could see the trees that were behind the Digimon through it.
"What do you want?" Sora demanded, her worn nerves clear in her shaky voice.
The Digimon replied in a wheezing, reedy voice: "I am Viromon..."
Sickness-Part IV: Disregarding
TK sat alone thinking about everything that had happened.
He knew everything was very, very wrong. It was painfully clear that Tai's illness was far than a cold. Sora had been working herself to the bone to bring Tai's fever down for hours.
"Sora, how's he doing?" TK asked.
Sora sighed heavily, rubbed her eyes and replied in an exhausted voice: "TK, I really don't know anymore."
That was another thing that was terribly amiss. Sora was overdriving herself. No matter what anybody said or did, she would assume full responsibility for everything that was happening.
TK heard a muffled sob and noticed that Kari was crying again. At every mention of her brother's condition, Kari would cry. Her usually warm brown eyes were bloodshot and she looked nearly as harrowed as Sora.
TK didn't know what he should do. Should he try to help Sora? Or maybe he should comfort Kari... TK remembered that Sora would let only Joe help her, and even then it was with reluctance. Unable to stand doing nothing a moment later, TK walked over to Kari, who was still crying.
"Kari, it'll be all right," TK reassured.
"How do you know? How can you know?" Kari sniffled, wiping away her tears.
"Tai won't give up," TK simply replied.
"I know that, I don't know if that will help him, though," Kari murmured.
"It will," TK stated.
"I just wish I knew. He's my brother, TK. You don't know how awful this is, at least not if Matt's never been this sick," Kari sadly whispered. "What will I do without him?"
"Don't talk like that, Kari," TK pleaded. "Don't lose hope."
Kari stopped crying and wiped her teary eyes.
"Do you really think he'll be OK?" she finally questioned.
TK confidently nodded.
"Thank you, TK," Kari muttered so quietly he nearly didn't hear.
You're welcome, TK thought.
~*~
It is nearly time for me to make my appearance, Viromon pondered. Courage will soon be dead.
Viromon considered a moment, then chuckled and thought: I believe I shall make Sheranamon's job easier. Who cares what Sheranamon says; I want to have a little fun before she deals with them... Yes, I shall...
~*~
Izzy was trying his hardest to gain a connection to Gennai, but it was difficult to concentrate.
He halfheartedly clicked away on the keyboard and hit the enter key. Just as it had been since their Digimon were stolen, the connection was refused.
He sighed and flipped the top of his pineapple laptop down before surveying the camp. When he noticed TK comforting Kari, he smiled slightly. The smile quickly dropped off his face upon seeing Sora working desperately for Tai. He shook his head sadly when Sora once again refused help.
~*~
Mimi grimly shook her head after her offers for help were as usual turned down.
"I wonder what it is that Tai had," Mimi muttered.
"That is a very good question," Joe replied.
"What do you think it is?" Mimi quarried.
"I would guess it was pneumonia, but I've never heard of pneumonia coming on so suddenly," Joe puzzled.
Joe continued puzzling it out quietly while Mimi slowly dropped off to sleep.
~*~
"Sora, come on! You have to take a rest," Matt argued.
Sora gave a shuddering sigh and dully answered: "Why won't you all just leave me alone? Mimi just asked me and the answer is the same for both of you. No."
"Stop it, Sora. You can't work yourself like this," Matt stated.
"Just go," Sora quietly commanded.
"Listen to me, Sora. You can't help Tai if you make yourself sick, too!" Matt shouted.
"Just go, Matt!" Sora screamed.
Matt hadn't expected Sora to be so forceful. He had never seen her like this and it worried him.
"Just go," she repeated.
Matt was about to continue the argument, but he heard Izzy whisper: "Matt, don't."
Reluctantly, he left Sora...
~*~
Sora removed the already hot cloth from Tai's forehead, wet it with cool water and replaced it gently.
She felt sleep relentlessly pulling at her, but she refused to give in and ignored it.
Come on, Tai. You have to be all right, she thought.
Tai's eyes opened ever so slightly.
"Tai, you're OK!" she happily cried.
"Sora?" Tai rasped. He could barely see six inches in front of him. "It's Sora, isn't it?"
"Yes, Tai, it's me," Sora answered.
"Sora, take care of Kari. And-and tell everyone I'll always be here," Tai weakly ordered.
"No, I won't have to," Sora desperately said.
"I-I'm sorry," Tai whispered. He slipped into unconsciousness again.
"Tai? Tai, no!" Sora shrieked. "Don't do this! Don't!"
She lifted his wrist and found a pulse. It was weak, but it was a pulse.
Relief flooded into her, but it was quickly cut short when a scream from Mimi cut through the camp.
"Mimi, what is it?" Sora questioned.
"L-look over th-there," Mimi trembled so weakly it was a wonder Sora even heard her.
Sora followed the direction of Mimi's finger and saw a Digimon that looked like it was made from the wind. It was transparent and she could see the trees that were behind the Digimon through it.
"What do you want?" Sora demanded, her worn nerves clear in her shaky voice.
The Digimon replied in a wheezing, reedy voice: "I am Viromon..."