Title: Mirai no Namida- prologue
Author: Lucia (miathewarrior@hotmail.com) and Jonathan (jonath@attcanada.ca)
Rating: Pg-13 to R-ish
Warnings: A whole truckload, but not for this chapter. ^_^ Just beware of the yaoi/yuri for now
Random notes: This is the prologue to a 7-part series, but the nice thing is if you object to something in one of the chapters, you don't have to read the others, because they all pretty much stand alone. Upcoming is the Ken + Koushirou chapter, because we chose randomly. ^_^
Sometimes life is just so sad.
The crest of innocence no longer glows for me- I lost that a long time ago, it seems.
During high school, we digidestined grew apart from the rest of society. After our experiences, we just didn't fit in anymore.
There were a lot of things, I think- and there were some things that set us apart from the outset.
Digimon reproduce homosexually, Palmon told me once. That was probably why all the Chosen children were gay. Odd, isn't
it? But apparently, the thought was that we'd be more accepting of the digimon that way.
After high school, we fell apart completely, even, somewhat, from each other. Sora was the first to leave. She seems to do that.
I think she felt like she was in the way. A lot of people at school had also been accusing her of being a slut- how terrible! She
was really broken up, I think. Imagine, the keeper of the crest of love being a slut![1]
Miyako and Hikari left next, together. We all assumed that they were a couple, but no one can say for sure. Hikari had been
pretty screwed up. Something happened a couple of months ago, although Hikari wouldn't tell me. I think she told Miyako, but
Miyako won't tell what she knows, either. All I know is that Hikari tried to slit her wrists and Miyako found her. Anyway, they
left a few days after...whetever. Now Miyako's trying to pull Hikari out of whatever darkness is consuming her soul, but she's
taking a little of the darkness on herself. The last time I saw her, she looked so much sadder, and years older.
Then we had to say goodbye to Taichi and Yamato. Yamato is performing around the world, but his face always looks so tired
on the music videos. They've been brought down- Yamato because of what's been done to his friends, Taichi because of
Yamato.
Jyou and Iori. An unlikely couple, and another unaccepted by society. (But aren't we all?) Iori's only fourteen, and Jyou's
twenty-one. Being in the digital world has opened our minds- things aren't always as they seem. I also learned never to
underestimate people because of age. Look at some of the things Takeru and Hikari did when they were only eight! It would
astound most of the non-believers out there. I've come to the conclusion that age is mostly an illusion, and it doesn't really
matter.
Koushiro and Ken- What an odd pair! I don't think any of us have quite figured out yet whether they're acutally together.
Those two like it that way, anyway. Ken seemed happier recently then I've ever seen him, oddly enough, and Koushiro is fairly
happy himself. But still- they don't fit in. Of course, those two could probably go live in a cave and they'd be a lot happier than
living with people. (Wouldn't be suprised if that's what they're doing.) And now it's my turn. I'm so lonely with all of my friends
gone. Well, Takeru and Daisuke are still here, but they're gonna be fine. They're too strong and resilient to be brought down for
long, although even they have been affected to some extent, mostly by what's happening to their friends.
I'm leaving because...I don't fit with anyone else, and Daisuke and Takeru don't need me hanging around. I think I'll go look for
Sora. She looked so sad when she left- I need to find her and show her that the crest of love can still grow, even if mine has
died forever.
[1] This is actually me raging against a fanfic I read (part of) recently. -_- But anyway.