Mistakes
by Laura Kamida
Rated PG-13 for Violence and Language
by Laura Kamida
Rated PG-13 for Violence and Language
"WING BLADE!" Two Bakemon went down at the crimson wave of Garudamon's screaming attack. "METAL WOLF CLAW!" A Kuwagamon fell from the sky and burst into sparkling dust as Metalgarurumon leapt forward. "TERRA FORCE!" Several Vilemon which were dive-bombing the five of them were destroyed by Wargreymon's devastating attack.
Soon enough, all of the guards of Mimi's fortress were eliminated, and the Digidestined had no problem walking into the foreboding stone building. The large, metal door was sealed tightly shut, but Tai and Matt's Mega Digimon broke them down easily.
Within the doors was a creepy-looking interior; dark, black, damp. It seemed as if it was a void that obliterated light. A shiver went up Tai's spine.
"Lead the way, Tai," Matt said, smirking. Tai lifted an eyebrow, but did as Matt said. He took the first step into Mimi's fortress. The Digimon all morphed back into their rookie forms, the fearsome monsters transforming into cute little pets. Tai lifted a torch from one of the holders in the wall, and Agumon lit it up, illuminating the dark room ever-so-slightly. Matt did the same.
Looking around the room, there were two sets of stairs, one leading up and one leading down. The walls, which crawled with spiders, were covered in strange, archaic tapestries depicting a tall, dark, shadowy figure that looked strangely familiar, like they had all seen it in an invasion of a dream.
"This doesn't seem like the decorative theme Mimi would have chosen, does it?" Matt said in a soft voice.
"No," Tai murmured in response. "If she had it her way, everything would be pink." A smile skittered across his lips. He looked toward the downward staircase. "You wanna take the high road and I'll take the low road?"
Matt looked toward the staircase that spiraled up, deeper into the interior of the castle. He nodded, and started to walk that way. Joe reluctantly followed. "Let's meet back here in an hour," he said. "Search thoroughly. TK and Kari are around here somewhere."
~*~
The torch provided a soft light, hardly comforting to the three silent travelers who walked farther and farther down the stairs that lead to the bottom.
"I think they'd be in a dungeon of some sort, right Izzy?" Tai said, trying to break the unnerving silence. Izzy merely nodded, a motion which Tai couldn't see in the dim light. "Right!?"
"Oh," Izzy, said, realizing what had happened. "Right. I suppose that theory is valid."
"And in all castles, the dungeon is in the bottom, right? So we have to find them down here!"
"Do you think there are evil Digimon down here?" Sora asked softly.
"Uh... Yeah, I guess... That would make sense," Tai said.
"Then be quiet!" she hissed.
~*~
"I wonder if this staircase actually goes anywhere..." Joe said, drifting off, his words seeming to die in the thick silence. It seemed as if they had been climbing for hours, single file, Matt in front, walking, and yet it was always the same, the walls around them, the steps in front of them. "Maybe we'll just walk up through here for all eternity, with the stone all around us, like we're buried alive, just walking... never-ending walking."
There was a short moment of silence.
"... What on Earth made you come up with that?" Matt asked, snickering.
"I'm not sure," Joe replied in an almost light-hearted tone. "I just started thinking that maybe this was some kind of optical illusion, and that if we stayed the way we were going, that we could be climbing forever."
They walked for a few more seconds, then suddenly he bumped into Matt's back. "Hey!" he said. "Why did you stop?"
"You just might be right...!" Matt said, handing the torch to the older man and slapping a fist into his open hand. He turned to the wall and pressed his hands up against it. Suddenly his hands disappeared into the wall. Joe's eyes widened, and Matt smiled with satisfaction. He stepped forward, his arms disappearing, and then his body. He was gone for a moment before his head suddenly reappeared. "Come on! TK and Kari are in here!"
Joe looked, tilting his head to the side slightly. He stepped toward the wall and vanished into it just as Matt had.
Joe, old buddy, he thought to himself, you are a genius.
~*~
Takeru spun around as he heard talking and footsteps. He instinctively held his arms to the side and stepped in front of Kari to protect her. He had gotten his wish, he had the chance to be the protector again, when they were kidnaped by Mimi and her Dragomon, but he had blown it. Not only that, but he had even put Tai in danger, so as they flew away, Kari's mind was branded with the memory of her brother being violently slammed into a sharp rock outcropping.
First they had been captured again by the same red energy that Mimi had captured them with before, and then they had been dragged into a high tower of the castle. There, Mimi hadn't spoken a word to them. She had just walked toward the door and opened it. She had a key in her hand; she intended to lock them in the room.
The strange thing about Mimi was that she looked almost dead. The fatigue was evident in the tired way she walked, and the haggard expression on her face.
"Mimi?" Kari had whispered. Mimi only slightly acknowledged her, turning her head ever-so-slightly and looking distantly, like she was staring right past the two teenagers. "Mimi, why are you doing this?"
Mimi didn't answer right away. She had stood there, staring straight ahead. "It is destiny."
She left the room and locked the door, making it click softly. Kari and Takeru stood in a stunned silence as all they could hear was the soft clacking of Mimi's boots on the stone floor.
That had been a while ago... and Kari and Takeru had barely spoken since. They were both pondering what Mimi could have meant by her simple and puzzling statement... Destiny...
"Do you hear that?" Takeru whispered upon hearing voices outside the room.
"I do," she murmured in reply, standing closer to Takeru. He stood in front of her, protectively holding his arms out like he had seen Tai do so many times. She looked toward the wall that was to the far left of the door. "Why would they be coming that way? It's a tower," she continued, her voice low. They saw a pair of hands coming from the wall, and Kari yelped and dodged behind the taller boy.
"Matt!" Takeru called happily as his brother materialized from behind the wall. "How did you get here!?"
"Well," Matt said modestly, "it was Joe's idea, actually." As if a light bulb suddenly went off in his head, he turned around and stuck his head back through the wall. They could hear the same soft, muffled voices they had heard before. Then Joe appeared.
"Joe!" Kari cried, running toward their older friend. "Is Tai okay? Where is he!? Tell me, is he hurt?"
"Calm down, Kari, he's fine," Joe said softly, trying his best to comfort the girl, who was hyperventilating. "He, Sora, and Izzy went down to the bottom half of the fortress to try and find you. We should probably go back down to the front room of the castle to meet him now, right Matt?"
"Uh, yeah," Matt said absent-mindedly.
"I hope there are no evil Digimon down there..." Kari said solemnly. "I hope Tai's OK..."
~*~
"Look..." Tai murmured, pointing his torch forward. "You can see the bottom of the staircase. That means we must be close to Kari and Takeru..."
Sure enough, there was a landing, and then the narrow corridor turned sharply into another, blocking them from seeing any further.
"We're almost there. Then we can save them. Then we'll get the hell outta here..." Tai said, but he was cut off as Sora gasped sharply.
"Oh - Oh!" she uttered, a look of shock covering her features as her hazel eyes widened.
"Sora, quiet!" Izzy hissed, trying to quiet the woman. He spun around to see her, but she abruptly plopped down on the stone staircase. She tried to keep quiet, but her breath was coming rapidly, inhaling and exhaling with fear evident in her expression.
"T-Tai!" she whispered. "I think - I think it's time!"
"Oh, no," Tai mumbled. "Not now..."
"No, no, no, no!" Sora sobbed. "It's not time yet, Tai, it's too early!" Tears started to run down her face. "Joe's supposed to be here when the baby comes," she said weakly. "He's the only one that knows what to do..."
"It'll be alright, Sora," Tai assured her. "I promise, everything will be fine. It's not that early." He went behind her and massaged her shoulders gently. She looked as if she were about to protest again, but he cut her off with a sharp look. "Breathe," he said sternly.
She took deep breaths, loudly panting as sweat started to bead up around her forehead. "Uh... Sora?" Izzy began meekly. "Maybe you should try to be - "
Sora glared at Izzy, and he could almost see fire in her eyes. "IZZY," she bellowed, her eyes narrowing. "BE QUIET."
"Sora!" Tai said in likeness of a mother scolding her child. "Breathe!" She averted her attention back to Tai and did as she was commanded. She breathed heavily and methodically. "Izzy..." Tai began, "I wouldn't be standing there if I were you..."
His reaction was delayed for a moment, but soon enough Izzy realized that he needed to move or he was going to see something that he wasn't quite ready to see yet. He broke into a run, skipping stairs as he clamored to get above Sora on the staircase.
CRASH!
"What was that?" Sora gasped, almost breathless, looking down the staircase, trying to determine where the noise came from.
"I don't know," Izzy replied. "I'll go see." He started to walk down the stairs, but was stopped by Tai.
"No, Izzy," he said. "You know if you go down there, there's no way you can defend yourselves against Mimi's Digi-hench-mon. I'll go." He stood up and started to walk down the stairs. "Here," he said, turning back and tossing Izzy a pocketknife.
Izzy looked down at the pocketknife, and then back up at Tai. "What's this for?" he asked, puzzled.
"Besides defending yourself," he explained, "there's one more little thing..." He drifted off, obviously uncomfortable.
Izzy gulped. He looked back at Sora. "You've got to be kidding."
Tai held back a grin as he slapped Izzy on the back, forcing the smaller boy to take a small, involuntary hop forward. "Good luck, Iz!"
"No, Tai! Don't go!" Sora cried. Tai merely shook his head to tell her no, and then descended the stairs to see what had happened.
Izzy paced back and forth, twisting his fingers around in his hair, holding his head in his hands. "What am I supposed to do!? What technique does one impliment in such a situation!?" He took another look back at Sora, who was staring at him with a look of utter impatience. "I'm 11 years old!!!"
"Izzy! Sora!" a deep voice called from the staircase.
"Joe!" Izzy called, his voice thick with relief, his shout reverberating, bouncing off the stone walls. "Is that you!?"
"It's me!" Joe replied. His feet were thumping against the rock of the staircase, and he was obviously running to aid Sora and Izzy.
"Thank God," Sora sighed. "I'm so glad you came, Joe!"
"Ditto for me," Izzy mumbled, pocketing the knife Tai gave him.
Joe scooted into position a couple steps below Sora. "This should go quickly," he said reassuringly. "Now breathe, just like the last time." Sora nodded, a smile creeping over her haggard face. She bit her lip to quiet herself and wiped the sweat from her brow with the hand she wasn't supporting herself with. Izzy turned away, embarrassed, determined not to watch what transpired. That's why you're the computer genius, Izzy, he told himself. Computers do NOT give birth. After what seemed like forever, Izzy could hear the faint cry of the new baby. He turned around as Joe was pulling his shirt off. The "doctor" of Odaiba wrapped the baby girl up in his shirt and handed the writhing bundle to Sora, who took it and cradled it gently to her chest with obvious maternal instinct. Tears of joy ran from her eyes as she kissed the tiny human's head. "Rose," she whispered.
"Rose?" Joe echoed.
"Rose," she said, nodding. "Tai and I have been thinking of this for a long time... and we decided to name her Rose if she was a girl. Izzy walked behind Sora to look at the red, squirming, crying child. Sora smiled weakly. "And to think, Izzy, you didn't want to deliver her..."
"Uh..." Izzy stammered, blushing. "I just... didn't... uh, know what procedure to utilize to deliver a baby..."
Suddenly they heard a man's scream. Tai.
"Tai - !" Sora tried to scream, but Izzy clapped his hand over her mouth. There was a pause, and then there was another scream. This one was feminine. It was not scared, or hurt, but triumphant, a kind of war cry that sent shivers up Izzy's spine and made the hair on his neck stand straight up.
There were footsteps, and they were all frozen in shock and fear as the click-clack of boots became louder and louder... Suddenly, around the corner that Tai had turned not ten minutes before, came the stunning -
"Mimi!" Sora breathed.
It was the first time Izzy had seen her up close in what had seemed like an eternity... He had not seen her since that fateful day in front of the portal. They had held hands, and Mimi had looked at him. He had even thought that she winked at him... but then deduced seconds later that she probably had something in her eye.
He stared at this new Mimi, his mouth gaping wide open. She had changed so much since he had seen her before. Her eyes were dark, the brown cold as ice and dark circles surrounding them. Her lips were pert, and blood red. Her light brown hair was long, and hung halfway down her back, brushed down perfectly. She was taller than before, and thinner. Her body was lanky and she looked almost emaciated. Hardly anyone that looked like they were a threat... She looked more like someone that should be rushed to the hospital. She had traded in her innocent pink for a slinky red skirt and cropped off top. Red, he thought, the color of evil.
So it really was true. His Mimi, the Mimi he had fallen in love with so long ago, was really evil. She was really evil, no matter how much he tried to deny it.
"Izzy!" she gasped upon seeing him. "You're alive! How - how can this be!?"
"Mimi..." he said softly, taking in her appearance and taking a few steps toward her. She looked distracted, staring at him, and yet her eyes looking distant, as if she were staring off into space, right through him. Look at me, he silently commanded her. LOOK AT ME! He heard a shuffling behind him. Good, he thought. Joe was taking the opportunity that Izzy was trying to give him to take Sora and Rose and get out of Mimi's path. Rose, however, let out a shrill cry, and both of the males cringed as Sora tried to quiet the screaming child. Izzy stole a quick glance to see Joe slowly walking up the stairs, carrying Sora in his arms.
Izzy looked back at Mimi. Her eyes darted toward Joe and Sora, and she watched them intently, seeing them struggle to get up the stairs. The cold brown eyes narrowed in anger, and the very corners her lips turned up to reveal a smug, savage grin.
"FIRE BLAST!" she shrieked, an orb of fire accumulating in her hands. Joe chanced a glance back to look at the woman who was aiming her shot.
"RUN!" Izzy suddenly bellowed. Mimi's eyes averted to him for a split second, and Joe took off into a dead sprint up the stairs. Mimi looked confused for a split second, and Izzy took the chance to leap at her.
He backed her up against the wall, holding her there by pressing his forearm up against her neck. "You've changed a lot, Mimi," he said ruefully. He could feel the urge to be cruel, cold, and evil creeping up inside of him, and suddenly he just wanted to push on his arm, to crush her neck, to squeeze the life out of her. But he fought back against it, his inner turmoil and changing emotions perplexing him. He secretly wondered why Mimi didn't just use her firepower on him.
Mimi didn't speak, couldn't speak perhaps, but her eyes told him everything he needed to know. Eyes that he had to look even higher to see than before... These eyes were cold intermixed with warm, darkness blended with light. She only stared at him, and Izzy could swear that for a moment he saw the old Mimi, the good Mimi, staring at him through those eyes. Her face weakened slightly, as if she were letting down walls, and Izzy could feel his heart beating faster - was this it?
But just as suddenly as he had seen the old Mimi appear, she stiffened her arms and shoved him away, storming angrily up the stairs without a word after Joe and Sora and anyone else that was unlucky enough to get in her way.
Izzy's lower lip quivered, and he bit it to keep from crying. He turned the opposite direction and began to walk. He had to get away from Mimi and the memory of cold, dark eyes that was imprinted in his mind, and he had to find Tai.
He turned the corner where they had heard Tai scream. He expected to see Tai laying there, maybe injured, maybe unconscious; he didn't know how Tai would look, but he at least expected him to be there. There was nothing. There was no evidence that anything had happened... At Izzy's first glance. His mind was racing... Maybe Tai really is dead... none of us have ever really died here, maybe our bodies would disintegrate like the Digimon? Please, please, let him be okay, please -
His train of thought was immediately cut off as he saw something faintly glowing on the floor. He leaned down to pick it up, his heart breaking as he realized that it was the Crest of Courage.
He held it in his hand, the Crest's glow weakening and finally dissipating in his palm. He saw one s ingle, solitary crack running deeply down the center, marring the symbolical sun that was held within. He looked to the wall and saw a splatter of blood.
"No..." he murmured. "No, not Tai." He inhaled deeply, finally letting his emotions getting the better of him. "TAI!" he sobbed, falling to his knees and pounding the ground in frustration.
It was a good ten minutes before Izzy finally sat back up and looked at the Tag and Crest again. He thought about it for a solemn, silent moment, and then slipped the amulet over his neck and tucked the simple device into his shirt where the Tag and Crest of Knowledge was held.
Wiping the tears from his eyes, he turned back the way he came and started up the stairs. He sighed deeply. It was going to be hard to tell the rest of them... But it was something he had to do...
Because it was all his fault Tai was dead in the first place.
~*~
"I lost them, my master. I'm sorry."
"As well you should be." The dark figure clenched its fist and snarled angrily. "Fail me again, and you will face the dire consequences. Do you understand?"
"Yes, my master." Suddenly the eyes opened wide. "Wait! Wait! You!!! No!!! You're the one -!!"
"Sleep... Sleep my slave... and listen to my words."
"Yessss.... My Massterrr..."
"You will hunt the remaining Digidestined. And you will kill them."
"But... - "
"You will OBEY ME!" the voice roared. "Now sleep..." it said, soothing and calm again, purring like a cat. "Sleep, my slave. Now listen to my command."
"Yessss... My Massterrr..."
"You will kill them."
"Yessss... My Massterrr... Kill them."
~*~
"Joe..." Izzy said softly, approaching the group of six: Joe, who was standing next to Sora, who was holding the newborn Rose, and Matt, who was holding Sora, helping her maintain her balance while she was weakened. Takeru and Kari were standing together, Takeru trying to comfort Kari, who was hyperventilating again. Sora was staring at her baby, but immediately took notice as Izzy came forward.
Joe rushed over to Izzy. "Yeah, Iz?"
His face was cold, and serious. "I... I... I found Tai," he stammered. "And... there's something we have to tell Sora and Kari... It's about Tai..." he drifted off, fearing that if he uttered another word, he would begin to cry just as he had before.
"No..." Joe said, his face becoming distant. "They - they'll be devastated." But they both knew the truth: everyone was going to be devastated. To lose Tai was to lose a leader, a soulmate. "I should tell them," he said firmly. "It's the only decent thing to do."
He turned back around to the four pairs of anxious eyes staring at him. "Uh..." he began, "Izzy found Tai."
"Where!?" Kari screeched. "Where is he!?" she ran over to Izzy, grabbing him by the collar and violently shaking him. "Where is he, Izzy!?" She looked back and forth between the solemn faces of Izzy and Joe, and took a weak step backward.
"No..." Sora whispered, her throat going suddenly dry. Kari fell back, and Takeru caught her in his arms, and tried to support her weight. "Oh my God..." Sora breathed, tears thick in her voice. Her eyes were shining with them, and they pooled under her eyes, as if she refused to cry them. She took deep breaths, each coming out as a suspended, dry sob. Finally she began to howl with sobs, and Matt held her close, letting her cry on his shoulder.
"T - Tai..." Kari stuttered. "Oh, Tai... oh, my brother..." Her tears were running down her face, and she turned, falling forward and burying her face in Takeru's chest. Takeru, unsure of what to do, just held the sobbing girl close and stroked her back, trying to comfort her. He looked to Matt, who immediately averted his eyes. Takeru, confused, looked back down at Kari, his own eyes brimming with tears, and hid his face in Kari's thick, long hair.
"Kari," Izzy said softly. "I - I have something that I think you should have." He removed the Tag and Crest from around his neck and handed the pendant over to the sobbing teenager. "I - I found it... and I think that you should have it." Sora's reddened eyes slowly followed as the necklace that Tai never removed exchanged hands.
It's true then... she thought, her tears renewing themselves and sending her into another fit of sobs. It's really true... My Tai is........ NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! Kari looked closely at the amulet, and suddenly gasped sharply. "The crack!" she said hoarsely. "The crack! ... Just like my dream," she bawled.
"Now, Kari, there was no way you could have prevented this," Takeru responded.
"It's all my fault!" she cried. "I knew this was going to happen - I should have stopped it, Takeru!" "You can't blame yourself for this, Kari... You can't tell yourself that if you had done something different, Tai would still be alive," Izzy assured her.
"She can't..." Joe murmured, "but you can?"
~*~
"I need to tighten my hold on the power, Serimon. Even if it takes all of my energy I cannot let this victory go, I cannot let the Digidestined win."
"Right, Master, but what will you do?"
"Too weak. She's just... too weak to be any use to me now. And yet, her spirit keeps her alive... I must transfer my energy to her for her to do my bidding."
"B - but Master!!! You are weak as well!"
"As soon as the Digidestined have been completely destroyed, I will have no opposition. I will have plenty of time to rejuvenate and recover my energy. Now, bring her to me."
"Yes, master," Serimon said with total servility and a hint of regret.
~*~
"We need to split up..." Matt said softly after a long silence. "Izzy, you should take Sora somewhere where you're sure she'll be safe while we fight Mimi." Joe nodded in agreement. "TK, you take Kari somewhere and save up your strength - you'll need it... Joe, you and I should go look for the Digimon."
Joe nodded again. "That sounds like a good plan, Matt," he agreed.
Sora lifted her eyes to meet Joe's. "I can fight her," she snarled. "I want to fight her. I have to avenge Tai."
"You can't," Joe said, a firm tone almost like a father taking over his voice. "No one should do heavy physical activity directly after giving birth and while they're under emotional stress as well. Besides, it wouldn't be smart to bring Rose into this fight. You saw how Mimi looked at her. She doesn't want that child to live. It's better for you just to keep out of the way and keep safe while you tend to Rose."
Sora's face fell and she reluctantly nodded. "I guess," she said, her voice thick with tears. "Come on Izzy..." she said, walking over to him.
"Let's go, Joe," Matt said, starting to walk in the opposite direction. "TK, you take care of her," he commanded. Takeru nodded solemnly, and he and Kari started off in a different direction. "Everyone meet here as soon as possible."
"Come this way," Izzy told Sora. "I think you should stay in the dungeons where T - Takeru and Kari were thought to be." He had almost said "the dungeons where Tai was taking us..." but he thought better of it at just the right moment. He looked at Sora. With the condition she was in and the expression on her face, she never would have noticed the slip up anyway. She only silently followed, her mind barely in the present at all.
They went down the silent stairs just as they had gone before. When they reached the bottom, Izzy turned the corner. He looked at Sora wearily, but she didn't seem to see the bloody evidence on the floor of Tai's demise. He continued the way they would have gone... Had things not happened the way they did, and walking slowly down the dark corridor they came across a small-looking room.
Izzy cautiously opened the door and looked inside. He was right in one respect; it had once been a small room, but the side wall, which connected it to another cell, was blown out, obviously by fire due to the charred remains, leaving a huge room. Also, the back wall looked as if it had been blown out, but built back up quickly, and messily. The room was pretty dark, but lit up by a scant amount of torches around the walls, as well as lit from torches in the hallway outside.
"Now, Sora," he said weakly. "You - you should stay here." He turned around to look at her, and she looked up at him. The expression her swelled hazel eyes held was heartbreaking, and Izzy just wanted to hold his dear friend close and do anything possible to make her feel better. She didn't pay any attention to his concern however, only walking slowly into the room and sitting on the ground, holding Rose close and kissing the baby's forehead, almost as if she were trying to show affection for Tai as well as the child. "Now... Stay here," he repeated lamely.
"I will," she whispered monotonously, staring forward.
"Sora..." he said, a hint of desperation in his voice, an uncertainty of what to do.
She looked at him, quiet determination in her eyes. "Go, Izzy. Just go," she commanded him, the dull tone of shock still evident in her voice. "Go and avenge Tai for me. I'd like to do it myself, I'd like to just wrap my hands around her neck and - " she cut herself off, obviously imagining what it would be like to kill her former friend. "...But I have to think of Rose," she continued, after a long pause. "Go."
Izzy nodded gravely and turned away from her, running back up the stairs. In his hurry and distraction, he did not notice the shadowy figure standing, pressed up against the stone wall of the damp stairway, hidden from view. But it noted him, noted that he was gone, and approached the room where the young woman was sitting, holding a sleeping child.
The figure's gloved hand ran along the rough doorway that led to the room where she sat. Its water blue eyes stared longingly at the girl who's beauty had blossomed so much. Her face was moistened, glistening with tears... and one lonely tear traced its way through the dirt on his face... His love was true... Her love was true... Just not for him. But oh! - how he wanted her at that moment. How he wanted to tell her that everything would be alright now that he was here for her. How he wanted her body, her soul, her spirit, her tears, and her heart.
When the rain is blowing in your face,
And the whole world is on your case,
I would offer you a warm embrace,
To make you feel my love...
When evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years,
To make you feel my love...
I know you haven't made your mind up yet,
But I would never do you wrong...
I've known it from the moment that we met,
No doubt in my mind where you belong...
I'd go hungry, I'd go blind for you,
I'd go crawling down the avenue,
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do,
To make you feel my love...
Storms are raging on a rolling sea,
Down the highway of regret...
The winds of change are blowing wild and free,
But you ain't seen nothing like me yet...
There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do,
Go to the ends of the earth for you,
Make you happy, make your dreams come true,
To make you feel my love...
His heart ached, and he clenched his fists together, wanting to tell her so badly how much he cared for her.
He would do it. He had to, or else he would explode. He inhaled deeply. It had to be done, no matter what the consequences. His heart wouldn't allow him to keep it a secret any longer.
He took two long strides into the room and looked at Sora: her long auburn hair hanging around her, and she turned her head to see him, her eyes sparkling beautifully with tears.
She stared at him, the contours of his body contrasting against the torch light that was streaming in from the hallway. He was shrouded in shadows because he was backlit; his features were obscured by the darkness, but she could tell that familiar figure, that familiar stance, and even the presence in the air, anywhere.
"Matt..." she whispered.