*wonders how many people actually remember her* Another story...this one is a bit darker but I'm trying to write something deep here! Lol. Please review so then I'll feel that there's an actual reason to put the rest up. The ~ are when it's like a flashback. I dun own digimon cuzz if I did, wouldn't Taiora have happened?
The mist that surrounded the young girl was of a white, smokey, color and it felt to have been the lowest tempature possible to survive in. She wore only a large sweater that overlapped her tight, slightly flared jeans, and of course her undergarments. Her body shook slightly as she took a step towards the figure that led her to where she currently resided.
"W-Who are you..?" She managed to choke out, her voice hoarse. The young girl tucked her arms within the sleaves of her sweater slightly, then wrapped herself up in the half empty sleaves.
The figure stood there for a second, lingering on the girls voice that to him, was a melody that not even the best birds that lurked within the deepest, wildest, forest could sing. He placed his hand out, and waited for the girl to put her own in his. He said nothing, but liped 'dance with me, Sora.'
Sora took another step, and slowly let her frail hand come out of her sleave to reach the man's own. Her hand inched closer to his, her fingers touched his palm lightly, but her hand flew back in distress. She groaned slightly, for a small amount of pain flew threw her fingers, her hand. "W-what a-are you..." Sora hissed, her voice still weak.
The man wanted to smile, his skin had touched hers slightly, but he frowned slightly instead, he would never be able to hold her close like he once did, never be able to tell her all his secrets, or...to dance with her. He was a screw up in life, he was too perfect to even exist the way he did. He wasn't even supposed to be seen by the eyes of his own race. He was too good to be true, so in exchange, he was cursed, he could never enjoy the perfection he had, yet somehow, he was seen, he was loved, and he had the default of constant pain, constant fear.
"Sora..." He knew exactly what to say, how to say it, how all his facial gestures should move, when and how to tighten his muscles to give the best possible appearence to her. "Sora...I'm-" He stopped, and raised his eyebrows with such innocence of a young child that his sincerity radiated. "You can't be with me anymore..." His voice faded away like the mist around them.
"Who are..."She stopped as his form became clear, his deep brown chocolate eyes, and hair to match became apperant. "You!" Her voice became excited, no longer weak. She smiled, her eyes watered, becoming smaller and thinner in size. She sprinted to him, less then a couple of yards, and threw her arms around him.
"No!" He pushed her arms away softly. "Sora...I'm sorry..." He tucked his hands within his brown leather jacket that matched his hair and eyes almost pefectly.
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"You know what...?" He pushed Sora up against a tree playfully, the shade of the tree giving off a most diligent shadow against there happy, smiling faces.
"Hmm?" She looked up towards him, her arms around his waist.
"I'm in love with an Angel." He looked at her face, waiting for a reaction. He could read nothing in her face so he looked down at her slightly and met her lips with his own. He sliped his arms around her, just as he sliped his tounge into her mouth. The flavor of strawberry mints arrosed the kiss.
"Taichi..." Sora turned her head,looking down at the green swaying grass.
"Sora?" He pulled a strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear carefully. "What's wrong?" He knew nothing could be, she did love him and he knew it, the feeling of her love cried out to him, every little feeling that was in her. Why would she react in such a way?
The way she felt hit him like a block, everyone of her thoughts came to him like a harsh wind. The way she looked at him, the way her eyes shimmered, the way her eyebrows raised slighty and she moved, her muscles tightening and loosing, giving her, her own distinct look. She was worried, something, no-someone, was bothering her incredibly. "Is someone bothering you?" He moved his hand down towards her.
"Wha-What?" She looked up towards him slightly, her voice shakened. "T-There's no one..." She paused and took a breathe. "It's...Yamato..."
"What about him?" Taichi asked, knowing the answer.
"Remember when I gave him that present around Christmas? Well, I knew you liked me then, I guess I was just..teasing you. Anyway, Takeru told me about that French girl you kissed...and well, Yamato's been really good help about that..." She continued to stare at the crumpled fall leaves on the new seasons ground.
"Sora, that's the past, we're here now, that's all that matters." Taichi smiled sweetly then raised her chin. "Right?" He moved closer to her.
"I...I-Right..." Sora's own lips touched his and they kissed diligently. "But Tai-Tai.." Sora said after she finnished. "Yamato told me that he likes you..." She looked towards him, her own eyes watery. "He's gay."
Taichi smiled again, he knew that his best friend was gay, it never mattered to him. It happens. "Sora, that doesn't matter. I love you, not him."
"Okay..." She said as Taichi whiped her clear tears.
~
"What do you mean you can't see me anymore!?" Sora shook her head back and forth, her tears falling. "Why do you say that?"
"I can't tell you Sora..." Taichi gestured his hand out towards her then remembered that Sora would feel his pain too if they touched. "Sora, it's not you, I love you, I love you forever, remember?" Taichi asked.
"Yes..I remember.." Sora smiled lightly.
~
"Forever...Friends.." Sora sang to herself, dancing in her room, her stereo loud.
"Sora!" Her mom called out, "Telephone!"
"Tell Yama I don't want to hear his problems!" Sora turned her music up several notches.
"It's Taichi!" Ms.Takenouchi replied.
"Sora tripped over her homework on the floor. Clumbsly, she turned her stereo off then took the phone in her own hands. "Tai-Tai?"
"Sora, I'm sorry." Taichi explained, "I didn't mean to get you mad or anything."
"You didn't get me mad!" Sora raised her voice.
"Sora...please, I'm sorry. I didn't know...I knew it wouldn't make you happy, but it felt right..."Taichi voice clearly became concerned.
"Taichi! You're a perv. not go away!" Sora was about to throw the phone down.
"Sora!" Taichi yelled. "Listen!" He demaned, his voice echoing through her head. "You know you liked it..."
Sora exhaled.
"It was just a little more than a kiss, nothing more." Taichi then asked, "Don't you want my love? I can make my love tangible. We can be one forever."
"Taichi...what are you talking about?" Sora looked at the phone.
"Forever?" One word and no more.
"Forever...what!?" Sora questioned.
"We can be one forever, you won't have to worry, you won't have to do any thing. We can be I." Taichi smiled in his room, laying on the bed, looking at the white ceiling.
"What do you mean!?" She screamed, her mom opening the door upon the noise.
"You and I Sora, we don't have to be alone. You can be me. I can be you. Forever?" Taichi was sweating incredibly. He whiped his forehead with his long sleave.
"Taichi...I would love that." Sora said in some what of a trance. "Forever, yes." Her words clear as the spring sky.
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"I broke it, we can't be together anymore. I already left you once, I have to leave you again." Taichi turned around and started walking slowly.
"Taichi!" Sora took his hand in her own. She yelped in pain at first, but even though it hurt, she still held it.
"Sora...I don't understand...Let go, doesn't it hurt?" Taichi turned around, his own eyes watery.
"Love hurts sometimes." Sora laughed lightly, then bit her lip. "I'm not letting go."
"Sora...don't follow me, it would be the worst choice of your entire life. I want your life to be good. To be happy. To be everything. I want you to live, you'll find someone, he'll love you. I'm not good enough. I'm...too good to be true in a way." Taichi laughed nervously then plied Sora's fingers off of his arm.
"Tai-Tai...what do you mean? You're too good to be true?" Sora asked, standing alone, the fog dancing around her.
Taichi gazed at Sora, her beauty, she was Sora, no one else, she was distinct, she was the one that he fell in love with instantly. "Sora..." Taichi looked down, taking his gaze off of the young girl. "You know...I'm just too good...to even exist...You've known it the entire time. I've known, you've known the entire time. I...I also know that you...you, yourself is..."
"Taichi...Tai-Tai...No, no I'm not...Tai..." Sora reached out towarnds him. When she touched him this time, she felt no pain, her fingers didn't tingle, she didn't jerk back in pain "Don't say that Taichi...it isn't true..."
~
"Hey Taichi-chan, look at that girl wearing that funny hat!" Yamato at the young age of five giggled as he pointed towards a girl with a huge, multi-color hat on. "Hey you, over there!"
Sora glanced at him, a wonder in her eyes.
"Yeah you!" Yamato pointed at her.
Sora stood up alone, she wasn't doing anything, just sitting in the playground on a small, red bench all alone. She took a step towards the two boys and Taichi watched her. It was simply fantastic for him, just to see the way she walked, the way she talked, the way she greated them. "I don't understand..." She stood there, not even blinking.
"Girlie, why you gots such a stupid hat?" Yamato pulled at it. Taichi sat next to him, unable to talk, but just to admire her.
"It's...My father gave it to me before..." Her voice trailed off just as a gust of wind caused her hat to blow off into the harsh wind. "No..." She stood there, empty, not even looking at her hat, slowly she turned back around, and sat herself back upon her bench.
"What a stupid girl, she probaly has the most cooties ever." Yamato nudged Taichi. "Hey, hey, you alright?"
"No, I'm not, I'll be right back." Taichi stood up and chased after the hat. It was against the school fence. He picked it up instinctivly and looked in the inside. 'To Sora...Love, your Father.' Taichi read it carefully, his reading skills were far beyond those of his peers, but he took an extreme amount of time to read the simplist things. He looked around the playground, the youg girl who's name is 'Sora' had disapeared. "She was just here a minute ago.." Taichi looked around again, checking the slide, bars, all that existed within the playground. Taichi sighed. She was like him, and Taichi knew that Sora just wasn't like Yamato, Yamato was more of a...normal child. He would always complain about his parents arguing about the young baby at home, but still, he had everday problems. Sora had that, that look, that made her, differant, but like Taichi.
"You found my hat." Sora leaned against him,whispering into his ear.
Taichi turned around quickly, "I thought that you were...gone." Taichi raised her hand and put the young girls hat in it. "What's your name?"
"I know you know what my name is..." Sora moved her hand away from his. "Keep my hat, I don't want it..." The young girl closed Taichi's hand around her hat and motioned it away.
"Your hat...it's from your dad, it belongs to you, I'm not Sora, and it says to Sora." Taichi placed the hat on her head perfectly.
"Taichi, no!" Sora raised her voice and threw her hat onto the ground. "I mean...My dad doesn't love me, he said-"
"How did you know my name?" Taichi interupted.
"I...ehr...well...I just...kind of know sometimes..." Sora searched for the right words.
"I know what you mean...I already know why your father left you and everything." Taichi smiled. "It's okay, he'll be back, and you'll be there to greet him one day." Taichi paused and looked for an expression in the young girl. She smiled. Instantly Taichi read in her face that she knew her father was going to be back home one day, but she wasn't going to be there to greet him. He could tell that Sora had gone through so much, and how a life as hers had never even come to his head.
"What do you mean? I mean...I'm alone alot...No one to talk to, it hurts." Sora exhaled. "Uhm..I'm sorry!" She exclaimed. "Do you want to go back and play with your friend? I can go back and sit on my bench." Sora asked.
"You don't have to...pretend with me. I...I guess you're like me, and I'm like you! Isn't that cool! We don't really have to talk, 'cause we'll already know everything! We can always understand eachother!" Taichi grinned.
Sora was about to start, 'I don't understand' but she knew that, that this boy didn't need her play, her act, her skit. She no longer needed to be an actress, she could take off her costume. She looked into Taichi's eyes, he would be honest to her. "I...guess you're right. But, but wouldn't it be better if you played with your friend?"
"Sora!" Taichi said picking up the hat and placing it upon her head; the hat went a little past her eyes, but Taichi fixed it quickly. "You know the answer to all your questions! You don't have to ask! We can use this, ya know! It isn't normal! We're I guess...special!" The hyper active Taichi smiled once again.
"No...we're more like differant..." Sora's voice trailed off...
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I know it's horridable but please review! Thanx and visit my site www.oneweek.cjb.net
The mist that surrounded the young girl was of a white, smokey, color and it felt to have been the lowest tempature possible to survive in. She wore only a large sweater that overlapped her tight, slightly flared jeans, and of course her undergarments. Her body shook slightly as she took a step towards the figure that led her to where she currently resided.
"W-Who are you..?" She managed to choke out, her voice hoarse. The young girl tucked her arms within the sleaves of her sweater slightly, then wrapped herself up in the half empty sleaves.
The figure stood there for a second, lingering on the girls voice that to him, was a melody that not even the best birds that lurked within the deepest, wildest, forest could sing. He placed his hand out, and waited for the girl to put her own in his. He said nothing, but liped 'dance with me, Sora.'
Sora took another step, and slowly let her frail hand come out of her sleave to reach the man's own. Her hand inched closer to his, her fingers touched his palm lightly, but her hand flew back in distress. She groaned slightly, for a small amount of pain flew threw her fingers, her hand. "W-what a-are you..." Sora hissed, her voice still weak.
The man wanted to smile, his skin had touched hers slightly, but he frowned slightly instead, he would never be able to hold her close like he once did, never be able to tell her all his secrets, or...to dance with her. He was a screw up in life, he was too perfect to even exist the way he did. He wasn't even supposed to be seen by the eyes of his own race. He was too good to be true, so in exchange, he was cursed, he could never enjoy the perfection he had, yet somehow, he was seen, he was loved, and he had the default of constant pain, constant fear.
"Sora..." He knew exactly what to say, how to say it, how all his facial gestures should move, when and how to tighten his muscles to give the best possible appearence to her. "Sora...I'm-" He stopped, and raised his eyebrows with such innocence of a young child that his sincerity radiated. "You can't be with me anymore..." His voice faded away like the mist around them.
"Who are..."She stopped as his form became clear, his deep brown chocolate eyes, and hair to match became apperant. "You!" Her voice became excited, no longer weak. She smiled, her eyes watered, becoming smaller and thinner in size. She sprinted to him, less then a couple of yards, and threw her arms around him.
"No!" He pushed her arms away softly. "Sora...I'm sorry..." He tucked his hands within his brown leather jacket that matched his hair and eyes almost pefectly.
~
"You know what...?" He pushed Sora up against a tree playfully, the shade of the tree giving off a most diligent shadow against there happy, smiling faces.
"Hmm?" She looked up towards him, her arms around his waist.
"I'm in love with an Angel." He looked at her face, waiting for a reaction. He could read nothing in her face so he looked down at her slightly and met her lips with his own. He sliped his arms around her, just as he sliped his tounge into her mouth. The flavor of strawberry mints arrosed the kiss.
"Taichi..." Sora turned her head,looking down at the green swaying grass.
"Sora?" He pulled a strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear carefully. "What's wrong?" He knew nothing could be, she did love him and he knew it, the feeling of her love cried out to him, every little feeling that was in her. Why would she react in such a way?
The way she felt hit him like a block, everyone of her thoughts came to him like a harsh wind. The way she looked at him, the way her eyes shimmered, the way her eyebrows raised slighty and she moved, her muscles tightening and loosing, giving her, her own distinct look. She was worried, something, no-someone, was bothering her incredibly. "Is someone bothering you?" He moved his hand down towards her.
"Wha-What?" She looked up towards him slightly, her voice shakened. "T-There's no one..." She paused and took a breathe. "It's...Yamato..."
"What about him?" Taichi asked, knowing the answer.
"Remember when I gave him that present around Christmas? Well, I knew you liked me then, I guess I was just..teasing you. Anyway, Takeru told me about that French girl you kissed...and well, Yamato's been really good help about that..." She continued to stare at the crumpled fall leaves on the new seasons ground.
"Sora, that's the past, we're here now, that's all that matters." Taichi smiled sweetly then raised her chin. "Right?" He moved closer to her.
"I...I-Right..." Sora's own lips touched his and they kissed diligently. "But Tai-Tai.." Sora said after she finnished. "Yamato told me that he likes you..." She looked towards him, her own eyes watery. "He's gay."
Taichi smiled again, he knew that his best friend was gay, it never mattered to him. It happens. "Sora, that doesn't matter. I love you, not him."
"Okay..." She said as Taichi whiped her clear tears.
~
"What do you mean you can't see me anymore!?" Sora shook her head back and forth, her tears falling. "Why do you say that?"
"I can't tell you Sora..." Taichi gestured his hand out towards her then remembered that Sora would feel his pain too if they touched. "Sora, it's not you, I love you, I love you forever, remember?" Taichi asked.
"Yes..I remember.." Sora smiled lightly.
~
"Forever...Friends.." Sora sang to herself, dancing in her room, her stereo loud.
"Sora!" Her mom called out, "Telephone!"
"Tell Yama I don't want to hear his problems!" Sora turned her music up several notches.
"It's Taichi!" Ms.Takenouchi replied.
"Sora tripped over her homework on the floor. Clumbsly, she turned her stereo off then took the phone in her own hands. "Tai-Tai?"
"Sora, I'm sorry." Taichi explained, "I didn't mean to get you mad or anything."
"You didn't get me mad!" Sora raised her voice.
"Sora...please, I'm sorry. I didn't know...I knew it wouldn't make you happy, but it felt right..."Taichi voice clearly became concerned.
"Taichi! You're a perv. not go away!" Sora was about to throw the phone down.
"Sora!" Taichi yelled. "Listen!" He demaned, his voice echoing through her head. "You know you liked it..."
Sora exhaled.
"It was just a little more than a kiss, nothing more." Taichi then asked, "Don't you want my love? I can make my love tangible. We can be one forever."
"Taichi...what are you talking about?" Sora looked at the phone.
"Forever?" One word and no more.
"Forever...what!?" Sora questioned.
"We can be one forever, you won't have to worry, you won't have to do any thing. We can be I." Taichi smiled in his room, laying on the bed, looking at the white ceiling.
"What do you mean!?" She screamed, her mom opening the door upon the noise.
"You and I Sora, we don't have to be alone. You can be me. I can be you. Forever?" Taichi was sweating incredibly. He whiped his forehead with his long sleave.
"Taichi...I would love that." Sora said in some what of a trance. "Forever, yes." Her words clear as the spring sky.
~
"I broke it, we can't be together anymore. I already left you once, I have to leave you again." Taichi turned around and started walking slowly.
"Taichi!" Sora took his hand in her own. She yelped in pain at first, but even though it hurt, she still held it.
"Sora...I don't understand...Let go, doesn't it hurt?" Taichi turned around, his own eyes watery.
"Love hurts sometimes." Sora laughed lightly, then bit her lip. "I'm not letting go."
"Sora...don't follow me, it would be the worst choice of your entire life. I want your life to be good. To be happy. To be everything. I want you to live, you'll find someone, he'll love you. I'm not good enough. I'm...too good to be true in a way." Taichi laughed nervously then plied Sora's fingers off of his arm.
"Tai-Tai...what do you mean? You're too good to be true?" Sora asked, standing alone, the fog dancing around her.
Taichi gazed at Sora, her beauty, she was Sora, no one else, she was distinct, she was the one that he fell in love with instantly. "Sora..." Taichi looked down, taking his gaze off of the young girl. "You know...I'm just too good...to even exist...You've known it the entire time. I've known, you've known the entire time. I...I also know that you...you, yourself is..."
"Taichi...Tai-Tai...No, no I'm not...Tai..." Sora reached out towarnds him. When she touched him this time, she felt no pain, her fingers didn't tingle, she didn't jerk back in pain "Don't say that Taichi...it isn't true..."
~
"Hey Taichi-chan, look at that girl wearing that funny hat!" Yamato at the young age of five giggled as he pointed towards a girl with a huge, multi-color hat on. "Hey you, over there!"
Sora glanced at him, a wonder in her eyes.
"Yeah you!" Yamato pointed at her.
Sora stood up alone, she wasn't doing anything, just sitting in the playground on a small, red bench all alone. She took a step towards the two boys and Taichi watched her. It was simply fantastic for him, just to see the way she walked, the way she talked, the way she greated them. "I don't understand..." She stood there, not even blinking.
"Girlie, why you gots such a stupid hat?" Yamato pulled at it. Taichi sat next to him, unable to talk, but just to admire her.
"It's...My father gave it to me before..." Her voice trailed off just as a gust of wind caused her hat to blow off into the harsh wind. "No..." She stood there, empty, not even looking at her hat, slowly she turned back around, and sat herself back upon her bench.
"What a stupid girl, she probaly has the most cooties ever." Yamato nudged Taichi. "Hey, hey, you alright?"
"No, I'm not, I'll be right back." Taichi stood up and chased after the hat. It was against the school fence. He picked it up instinctivly and looked in the inside. 'To Sora...Love, your Father.' Taichi read it carefully, his reading skills were far beyond those of his peers, but he took an extreme amount of time to read the simplist things. He looked around the playground, the youg girl who's name is 'Sora' had disapeared. "She was just here a minute ago.." Taichi looked around again, checking the slide, bars, all that existed within the playground. Taichi sighed. She was like him, and Taichi knew that Sora just wasn't like Yamato, Yamato was more of a...normal child. He would always complain about his parents arguing about the young baby at home, but still, he had everday problems. Sora had that, that look, that made her, differant, but like Taichi.
"You found my hat." Sora leaned against him,whispering into his ear.
Taichi turned around quickly, "I thought that you were...gone." Taichi raised her hand and put the young girls hat in it. "What's your name?"
"I know you know what my name is..." Sora moved her hand away from his. "Keep my hat, I don't want it..." The young girl closed Taichi's hand around her hat and motioned it away.
"Your hat...it's from your dad, it belongs to you, I'm not Sora, and it says to Sora." Taichi placed the hat on her head perfectly.
"Taichi, no!" Sora raised her voice and threw her hat onto the ground. "I mean...My dad doesn't love me, he said-"
"How did you know my name?" Taichi interupted.
"I...ehr...well...I just...kind of know sometimes..." Sora searched for the right words.
"I know what you mean...I already know why your father left you and everything." Taichi smiled. "It's okay, he'll be back, and you'll be there to greet him one day." Taichi paused and looked for an expression in the young girl. She smiled. Instantly Taichi read in her face that she knew her father was going to be back home one day, but she wasn't going to be there to greet him. He could tell that Sora had gone through so much, and how a life as hers had never even come to his head.
"What do you mean? I mean...I'm alone alot...No one to talk to, it hurts." Sora exhaled. "Uhm..I'm sorry!" She exclaimed. "Do you want to go back and play with your friend? I can go back and sit on my bench." Sora asked.
"You don't have to...pretend with me. I...I guess you're like me, and I'm like you! Isn't that cool! We don't really have to talk, 'cause we'll already know everything! We can always understand eachother!" Taichi grinned.
Sora was about to start, 'I don't understand' but she knew that, that this boy didn't need her play, her act, her skit. She no longer needed to be an actress, she could take off her costume. She looked into Taichi's eyes, he would be honest to her. "I...guess you're right. But, but wouldn't it be better if you played with your friend?"
"Sora!" Taichi said picking up the hat and placing it upon her head; the hat went a little past her eyes, but Taichi fixed it quickly. "You know the answer to all your questions! You don't have to ask! We can use this, ya know! It isn't normal! We're I guess...special!" The hyper active Taichi smiled once again.
"No...we're more like differant..." Sora's voice trailed off...
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I know it's horridable but please review! Thanx and visit my site www.oneweek.cjb.net