Disclaimer: sigh Don't these things ever stop? Oh well. Here I go---Everything in this fic is mine, except for the characters from Digimon, that is. So please, don't sue me.

Tear Stained Pages 3

"I'm home!" called a female voice.

Two crimson eyes widened as she heard the voice. Oh no, she's home, the girl thought with dread. Maybe if I stay in my room, she'll just leave me alone for once.

Boom, boom, boom. The sounds of footsteps connected with the wooden steps.

Damn it! Why can't she just leave me alone? The girl brushed back a few strands of her auburn hair and stood up from her chair. She gripped her doorknob and opened the door to find a pair of eyes burning with anger. The woman flew past the daughter and put her hands on her hip.

"Sora! Didn't I specifically tell you to quit sports altogether! You quit soccer, and then you went right into tennis. I put up with that long enough. I told you since last week to quit tennis!"

"Stop it Mama! Just because you own a very successful flower shop, and inherited this house doesn't mean I have to become a full-blooded lady! Why can't you see that I do what I do, because I love it!"

"No Sora, I'm doing this for your own good," her mother replied.

Fire burned in Sora's crimson eyes. "For my own good?" she asked with disbelief.

"Yes. I'm concerned about you. You seem so stressed out. If you had no sports to engage in, then you'd be okay!"

"No! It's not tennis that has me like this! It's the schoolwork! The tests! The projects! SAT's (Do they have that in Japan? If not, then it's in my story.)! Tennis is the only thing that keeps me grounded. It's my passion, my love. The only thing that I love about school. You can't make me something I'm not."

"Sora, I want you to wear more-"

"But I do wear dresses! I'm wearing one right now."

"You didn't let me finish," her mother reprimanded.

"No forget it Mom! I already work at the flower shop."

"I want you to work there after school everyday, and-"

"But I want to play tennis, not work in a flower shop!"

"You will quit tennis. You will work in that flower shop everyday."

"But-"

"No buts about it. My decision is final. No more tennis. You need to concentrate more on your schoolwork."

"I have all A's! I'm just stressed out over the amount of work, and tennis isn't a burden to me! It helps me to unwind! Why can't you understand?" Tears threatened to surface.

"Sora, I just want you to be more like-"

"You? I can't! I'm not you! I'm me! Sora Takenouchi, your daughter! Why can't you ever except anything I do? Why can't you ever praise me when I do well in something? I thought you and me had an understanding after that incident when Myotismon and his cretins invaded Earth. I guess I was wrong."

Mrs. Takenouchi could see the hurt in her daughter's eyes. "Sora…" She reached out to touch her arm, but Sora jerked her arm away coldly.

"You just can't accept me can you?"

Mrs. Takenouchi avoided her daughter's eyes.

"Why can't you understand me?" By now, tears carelessly trailed down her cheeks as she ran out of the house.

"Wait! Sora!" She tried to run after her daughter, but by the time she reached the bottom of the stairs, an empty doorway greeted her. What's wrong with me? I'm doing exactly what my mom did to me. "Oh Sora…I'm so sorry…" Mrs. Takenouchi fell to the floor crying. This was too much…being a single parent… How can I do this to her? I know exactly how she feels.

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"I hate her! I hate her! I hate her!" More tears fell from Sora's eyes as she ran and ran. She didn't care where she ended up. She just had to get away.

The faint sound of thunder was heard, as the cloudy sky let a few raindrops escape.

Sora finally slowed down, and looked upwards. A tiny drop of water fell on her nose. "Rain…" She looked over to her left to see a mother and father holding a little girl's hand. They were running to their car. Look how happy they are. When I was her age, I had no father…More tears escaped her crimson eyes, as she took off in another sprint.

The rain began to come down harder, as the sky quickly turned black and the streets became deserted.

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Finally, the waiting is over. Were you right or were you wrong? Still Interested? I hope so.

I think I might throw in some romance in the next part. But I guarantee it won't be Taiora. Sorry Taiora fans, it will be Matt/Sora. I hope that doesn't stop you from reading. :::sigh::: I hope it does not discourage you from reading on.

Well what do you think of this so far? Please let me know.

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed this story so far. I appreciate it! J