Title: Reflection- Song fic performed by Lea Salonga, from Disney's motion picture soundtrack, Mulan (Whew ^.^ ')
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: No, I'm not good enough at anything to own Mulan or the soundtrack. Oh yeah, Digimon, too.....
(A/N: This is the sequal to the song fic, Come With Me. Please read that one and R & R!!!!! But it's rated R, so no kids, please, don't wanna be considered jailbait.... ^.^)
" WING BLADE!!"
"TERRA FORCE!!"
Garudamon and Wargreymon let loose their powerful attacks on the dark, shadow-like digital force bent on consuming the whole digital land, plus dimensions beyond that. All of the new digidestined kids stayed behind, watching for control spires, and basically covering for Tai and Sora while they fought to retrieve Sora's mother, whom he earlier abducted in order to get to all of the digidestined's vulnerable side.
But even the "retired" digidestined proved too strong for the dark force to keep his grip, and eventually, Naoki Takenouchi was rescued from a grimy, sodden dungeon, Tai carrying her in his arms while she was only half-concious, desperately following Sora back to the TV screen that was the portal to the real world.
Eventually, they had made it, and in no time, Tai was placing Ms. Takenouchi on her soft bed in her and Sora's apartment. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment to observe the 2 teens, covered in dirt and dust from the battle to win her back... But she slowly closed them and turned her head away when Sora and Tai leaned into each other for a kiss. She didn't open them again until she was sure Tai had left, hearing the door clicking shut, and Sora sitting on the edge of her mother's bed.
"Mama, are you okay?" she asked softly, afraid of a continuation from the night before. But Naoki blinked fiercely, holding back hot tears, squeezing them shut so she wouldn't have to look at her slut-daughter...
(Look at me...)
"You're ruined now, Sora" she said, so coldly, had it not been summer, Sora would've started shivering from the sadness. "What man will want a woman who's not pure for a wife?"
(I will never pass
for a perfect bride...)
"How could you go and do this to me? I expected better of you. That's why I wanted you to be into flowers and delicate things when you were younger, so you'd be delicate as a flower yourself, so you'd know better than to demean and corrupt yourself--"
(Or a perfect daughter...)
"I mean really, Sora. Soccer? And now tennis? What's with all the sports? Shouldn't flower arranging be enough? No, not with my daughter..."
(Can it be
I'm not meant to play this part?)
Naoki lay on her side, resting her face on her hands, still not looking at Sora. She knew this would happen. With Sora being so much the way she was when she was younger, how could it not happen? Sora stood, knowing her mother was finished with her. Slowly, she trudged into her own room, not noticing the tears of sorrow flowing down her mother's cheeks, and shut the door behind her.
(Now I see
that if I were truly
to be myself
I would break my family's heart)
Sora sat on her bed, putting her head into her hands and letting out a sigh, accompanied by a mournful sob. She loved Tai. She really, really did, and she knew he loved her, that she was capable of intimate love between people, not just Biyomon or her mom or her friends. But real, true love. Sometimes, though, she didn't even know if it was worth it, to sacrifice her newfound love with her mother and risk losing Tai in the future, through death, like it had been with her father. But she knew she could never choose. She hardly knew anything about herself anymore...
(Who is that girl I see
staring straight back at me?)
Sora looked up, finding herself, her tear-streaked face in the mirror above her desk. Though she didn't recognize the pretty face, the face of one depressed beyond reason (that couldn't possibly be who she was, could it?) she knew in her heart Tai would never hurt or leave her.
(Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?)
Sora wouldn't admit to herself that she was depressed about her relationship with her mother, but she had to admit, the face in the mirror definitely reminded her of a girl distraught with life and seriously considering ending it.
(Somehow I cannot hide
who I am
though I've tried)
But Sora knew it wouldn't happen to her. There was too much to live for right now, like Tai. Why couldn't she just be happy with him and just not worry about her mother anymore?
(When will my reflection show
who I am inside?)
Because she loved her mother, and she couldn't accept the fact that her mother didn't want to love Sora the way she was, only what she imagined her daughter to be. Taking up tennis, a more "feminine" sport than soccer, hadn't helped. So what would? Nothing. She'd have to be herself, no matter what. Hopefully, Naoki would come to accept that. Or not. Either way, it made Sora feel wretched and frustrated forcing a decision on her mother.
(When will my reflection show
who I am...
inside...?)
Grabbing her old soccer ball, Sora dashed out of the apartment, knowing it wouldn't do her any worse, and tore off in the direction of the park, her arms clinging tightly to her beloved soccer ball, tears streaming down her face...
Two people watched her desperate escape, both of them with breaking hearts...
To be continued--
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Well please REVIEW!!! I LOVE SEEIN' THEM!!! ^.^ I'll have the sequal soon, k? That's if you want it....
Ja ne, TK!!
P.S. If you liked this and Come With Me, please read my others! I have a 4-part series- Takarisuke called First Kiss. (There's a title for each part) and a Mimato (sort of) called My Thoughts. Please R & R them. PLEASE!!!! ^.^ I know I really suck, but humor me, ok? It builds my self-confidence!!
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: No, I'm not good enough at anything to own Mulan or the soundtrack. Oh yeah, Digimon, too.....
(A/N: This is the sequal to the song fic, Come With Me. Please read that one and R & R!!!!! But it's rated R, so no kids, please, don't wanna be considered jailbait.... ^.^)
" WING BLADE!!"
"TERRA FORCE!!"
Garudamon and Wargreymon let loose their powerful attacks on the dark, shadow-like digital force bent on consuming the whole digital land, plus dimensions beyond that. All of the new digidestined kids stayed behind, watching for control spires, and basically covering for Tai and Sora while they fought to retrieve Sora's mother, whom he earlier abducted in order to get to all of the digidestined's vulnerable side.
But even the "retired" digidestined proved too strong for the dark force to keep his grip, and eventually, Naoki Takenouchi was rescued from a grimy, sodden dungeon, Tai carrying her in his arms while she was only half-concious, desperately following Sora back to the TV screen that was the portal to the real world.
Eventually, they had made it, and in no time, Tai was placing Ms. Takenouchi on her soft bed in her and Sora's apartment. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment to observe the 2 teens, covered in dirt and dust from the battle to win her back... But she slowly closed them and turned her head away when Sora and Tai leaned into each other for a kiss. She didn't open them again until she was sure Tai had left, hearing the door clicking shut, and Sora sitting on the edge of her mother's bed.
"Mama, are you okay?" she asked softly, afraid of a continuation from the night before. But Naoki blinked fiercely, holding back hot tears, squeezing them shut so she wouldn't have to look at her slut-daughter...
(Look at me...)
"You're ruined now, Sora" she said, so coldly, had it not been summer, Sora would've started shivering from the sadness. "What man will want a woman who's not pure for a wife?"
(I will never pass
for a perfect bride...)
"How could you go and do this to me? I expected better of you. That's why I wanted you to be into flowers and delicate things when you were younger, so you'd be delicate as a flower yourself, so you'd know better than to demean and corrupt yourself--"
(Or a perfect daughter...)
"I mean really, Sora. Soccer? And now tennis? What's with all the sports? Shouldn't flower arranging be enough? No, not with my daughter..."
(Can it be
I'm not meant to play this part?)
Naoki lay on her side, resting her face on her hands, still not looking at Sora. She knew this would happen. With Sora being so much the way she was when she was younger, how could it not happen? Sora stood, knowing her mother was finished with her. Slowly, she trudged into her own room, not noticing the tears of sorrow flowing down her mother's cheeks, and shut the door behind her.
(Now I see
that if I were truly
to be myself
I would break my family's heart)
Sora sat on her bed, putting her head into her hands and letting out a sigh, accompanied by a mournful sob. She loved Tai. She really, really did, and she knew he loved her, that she was capable of intimate love between people, not just Biyomon or her mom or her friends. But real, true love. Sometimes, though, she didn't even know if it was worth it, to sacrifice her newfound love with her mother and risk losing Tai in the future, through death, like it had been with her father. But she knew she could never choose. She hardly knew anything about herself anymore...
(Who is that girl I see
staring straight back at me?)
Sora looked up, finding herself, her tear-streaked face in the mirror above her desk. Though she didn't recognize the pretty face, the face of one depressed beyond reason (that couldn't possibly be who she was, could it?) she knew in her heart Tai would never hurt or leave her.
(Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?)
Sora wouldn't admit to herself that she was depressed about her relationship with her mother, but she had to admit, the face in the mirror definitely reminded her of a girl distraught with life and seriously considering ending it.
(Somehow I cannot hide
who I am
though I've tried)
But Sora knew it wouldn't happen to her. There was too much to live for right now, like Tai. Why couldn't she just be happy with him and just not worry about her mother anymore?
(When will my reflection show
who I am inside?)
Because she loved her mother, and she couldn't accept the fact that her mother didn't want to love Sora the way she was, only what she imagined her daughter to be. Taking up tennis, a more "feminine" sport than soccer, hadn't helped. So what would? Nothing. She'd have to be herself, no matter what. Hopefully, Naoki would come to accept that. Or not. Either way, it made Sora feel wretched and frustrated forcing a decision on her mother.
(When will my reflection show
who I am...
inside...?)
Grabbing her old soccer ball, Sora dashed out of the apartment, knowing it wouldn't do her any worse, and tore off in the direction of the park, her arms clinging tightly to her beloved soccer ball, tears streaming down her face...
Two people watched her desperate escape, both of them with breaking hearts...
To be continued--
***************************************************
Well please REVIEW!!! I LOVE SEEIN' THEM!!! ^.^ I'll have the sequal soon, k? That's if you want it....
Ja ne, TK!!
P.S. If you liked this and Come With Me, please read my others! I have a 4-part series- Takarisuke called First Kiss. (There's a title for each part) and a Mimato (sort of) called My Thoughts. Please R & R them. PLEASE!!!! ^.^ I know I really suck, but humor me, ok? It builds my self-confidence!!