Disclaimer: I'm already starting to hate these. I don't own Digimon. The only thing you'd get from
suing is about 10 dollars and at least two copies of every American card you produce. Wow. Like
you need any more of the same damn cards. BRING THE REST OF THE CARDS TO AMERICA
DAMNIT! I WANT THE BLACK TAILMON CARD!
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~*~*~*~Taichi~*~*~*~
He touched me. On purpose. He held my hand. He took my hand into his to comfort me. Sure,
some of it was to comfort himself... but... it helped so much.
We could have died there. We could have misinterpretted the prophecy and been shot and simply
died.
And I still chickened out.
No, I didn't run from the arrow.
I ran from what the arrows represented.
Yes, they represented Hope and Light, but do you know what two people interpretted them as?
Love. I ran from it. Again. And this could have killed me. I'm such a coward.
There I was, standing next to Matt. The most beautiful thing I've set eyes on. The arrows are
going to be shot... VenomMyotismon will be destroyed if it works... Matt takes my hand... and I
STILL can't tell him.
But I'm supposed to stand for Courage. That's a crock.
Courage. Then how come I'm not brave enough to stand up to him? Or myself for that matter?
And now... now we're back in the Digital World, on yet anotehr impossible task, this one being that
we have to defeat the Dark Masters.
~*~*~*~Yamato~*~*~*~
I can't believe I did that. I took his hand then. I was an idiot. He seems so distant recently... he
probably figured out and hates me now... I don't blame him.
Friendship. I've learned alot about it since our adventure began. But every time I see Taichi, the
word "Friendship" kills me.
Because to him, I'm just a friend.
If that.
And what scares me most is that I was willing to possibly die without telling him. We could have
died, and he wouldn't have known that I loved him...
...but... maybe he does now... maybe that's why he seems almost, disgusted with me. Like me
being around him hurts him.
Do I hurt you Tai?
Maybe I should just leave... for the good of the group. TK's back and safe from Puppetmon now,
he doesn't need me.
Tai definitely doesn't.
That's it. I'll go.
And that's what I'm doing. I'm gone.
Bye Tai.
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o_O; oy... that's the result of trying to do a real POV fic on this.
Review, I'm not quite sure how to rate this, and I'm wondering if I should do another.
Alright, ~aerogirl, Cosmic Wolf~ is gone... **poof**
Plotmon: Poof?
~aerogirl~: **appears and kicks Plotmon off a cliff that magically appears**
suing is about 10 dollars and at least two copies of every American card you produce. Wow. Like
you need any more of the same damn cards. BRING THE REST OF THE CARDS TO AMERICA
DAMNIT! I WANT THE BLACK TAILMON CARD!
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~*~*~*~Taichi~*~*~*~
He touched me. On purpose. He held my hand. He took my hand into his to comfort me. Sure,
some of it was to comfort himself... but... it helped so much.
We could have died there. We could have misinterpretted the prophecy and been shot and simply
died.
And I still chickened out.
No, I didn't run from the arrow.
I ran from what the arrows represented.
Yes, they represented Hope and Light, but do you know what two people interpretted them as?
Love. I ran from it. Again. And this could have killed me. I'm such a coward.
There I was, standing next to Matt. The most beautiful thing I've set eyes on. The arrows are
going to be shot... VenomMyotismon will be destroyed if it works... Matt takes my hand... and I
STILL can't tell him.
But I'm supposed to stand for Courage. That's a crock.
Courage. Then how come I'm not brave enough to stand up to him? Or myself for that matter?
And now... now we're back in the Digital World, on yet anotehr impossible task, this one being that
we have to defeat the Dark Masters.
~*~*~*~Yamato~*~*~*~
I can't believe I did that. I took his hand then. I was an idiot. He seems so distant recently... he
probably figured out and hates me now... I don't blame him.
Friendship. I've learned alot about it since our adventure began. But every time I see Taichi, the
word "Friendship" kills me.
Because to him, I'm just a friend.
If that.
And what scares me most is that I was willing to possibly die without telling him. We could have
died, and he wouldn't have known that I loved him...
...but... maybe he does now... maybe that's why he seems almost, disgusted with me. Like me
being around him hurts him.
Do I hurt you Tai?
Maybe I should just leave... for the good of the group. TK's back and safe from Puppetmon now,
he doesn't need me.
Tai definitely doesn't.
That's it. I'll go.
And that's what I'm doing. I'm gone.
Bye Tai.
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o_O; oy... that's the result of trying to do a real POV fic on this.
Review, I'm not quite sure how to rate this, and I'm wondering if I should do another.
Alright, ~aerogirl, Cosmic Wolf~ is gone... **poof**
Plotmon: Poof?
~aerogirl~: **appears and kicks Plotmon off a cliff that magically appears**