Recovery
This is an angst fic, attempt suicide, swearing, all of the good stuff. It's also a Daikari. (well, sort of. not truly.) Also, it delves into supernatural areas, (aka: no athiests). Also,

the words in these are Daisuke's thoughts.







Motimiya Daisuke was sitting in front of his apartment building, crying. Not enough to notice, but still crying. He ran inside. The stairs were nothing compared to the adrenaline pumping through his veins.
Three hours ago, he had been talking with Hikari after school, and he had asked her out on a date.

[flashback]

maybe she'll go... i hope...


"Hey, Hikari. Do you want to go see a movie Friday?" Daisuke's eyes lit up hopefully. But she just looked at him strangely,

oh no

and crushed him with no effort at all. One word.


"No." But she had said it with such hate it was as if he had asked her if he should ask Takeru the same question. That was like she had just shot him in the chest. Not only that, but a few of her friends were standing next to her. They all started laughing at him, mocking him. And on top of that, Hikari started a rumor that he was gay.

[end]

she obviously hates me. why do i even try?


He immediatly left, heading straight for his house, and sitting on the steps to cry. Not only that, but the other Digidestined had outcasted him. They were ignoring him. Slowly, but they were. And Demiveemon had disappeared in the Digital World.


why am i still alive?


All of this had lead to his depression. Which lead to suicidal thoughts. But for Daisuke, well, he wouldn't even have to think about it.


i hate you kari kamiya


Daisuke walked up to the apartment, unlocking the door with his mother's "borrowed" key. The bathroom had what he needed.


you and your "friends"


'Razors, pills...' He thought as he rummaged through the bathroom cabinet. The items were hastily stuffed into a pocket as he ran to the roof.


"dies arie". judgement day.


'That must must be, like, 30 stories.' He then realized he had forgotten about one thing. Amends. He breifly prayed before his mind was clouded with depression. He asked not to hurt his family, not to hurt Hikari, and keep a slim chance to save himself. Then he popped ten pills, dropped the razors, and looked over the edge again. 'Time to end it all.' And Motimiya Daisuke, age 14, jumped.


huh?


His eyes widened as realization sunk in. "What in the HELL did I just do?!" he screamed as he fell. He burst into tears again. "Please help me," he whispered. "I'll always help others. Forever. Please help me."


shimatta shimatta shimatta shimatta. f*ck!


Hikari was sorry about getting Daisuke laughed at. As she walked down the street near his building, she saw something horrifying. Dai, her closest friend, was jumping. Teary-eyed, she watched him plummet toward the harsh concrete. She closed her eyes as he neared the ground.
"Huh?!" He stopped. His hair scraped the ground. But he didn't die. "What..."
Hikari ran over to him. "What the hell is going on here?"


she does care. at least a little.


"Kari!" Daisuke stood up. "I know!" This really freaked out Hikari. He was talking very calmly, as if all fear had drained out of him.
"What? What are you talking about, Daisuke?" She looked puzzled.
"I know. I will show you truth. I am Guardian."


[end of part 1]



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I know, I know. You're gonna say, "What are you on?", and "WTH?!?!?!?!". Well, all I'm saying is that there is going to be a second part and there is nothing you can do about it. Review please.