And All I Have is Yours
A Digimon Fanfic
By: JyoumimiLover

A/N: Here's the second part! This is going to be a major feature about Kouyako and Taiora (and Jin, yay! Jin is Jim/Jun, because I'm stupid and don't know Jim's japanese name), with only a side-order of Jyoumimi : ( . But don't worry, in later chapters it gets good. Koushiro reveals his love for Miyako, Sora is diagnosed (even though you know what disease she gets), Taichi has a mental breakdown, and Yamato comforts him, to everyone's surprise (told ya charas would be OOC in this!). More happens then that, of course, but if I told you any more you wouldn't have to read this part! As always, any questions/comments are welcome and enjoyed! Hope you like! Ja ne, and R&R!


I know that I've never felt worse than that day Sora was taken to the hospital. My father and Jim both work there, and they came rushing to our aide. I know it isn't good news; doctors have a certain facial expression they choose, and it's the same serious, carefully blank look my father now bears. He sits down on a stiff and starched white chair. Taichi grasps Sora's hand tightly and his knuckles are white. Mimi turns her face into my chest and I hold her gently.

"Takenouchi Sora, I'm afraid we have some bad news. Is it alright if I call you Sora? You are most certainly welcome to call me Jim."

"You don't need to be so formal, Jim!" Sora laughs. "We've known each other since forever!" Jim smiles weakly, glancing with heartfelt and sympethetic eyes at Taichi. The carrier of Courage pretends not to notice. "Of course you can call me Sora."

"Sora...I hope you are prepared for this. I hate to see someone with your strength and love have to go through what you're going to go through." Sora grinned, and her heart is in it.

"Jim, I will handle anything and everything you tell me with the tact and grace I know I need. I can be strong- you said so yourself."

Jun, Daisuke's older sister and my brother's fiance, comes in, bearing a tray of medication and tissue-paper. She stands quietly by my brother's side, and my father joins us shortley, covering Jun's hand with his own. Jim blushes, looking down at his clipboard. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose and I wonder why he isn't wearing his contacts. He clears his throat and Mimi begins to soak my shirt with her tears. Miyako holds onto Sora's hand. I think Miyako thinks of Sora as the big sister she's never had, and Mimi as the other. But right now, Sora needs all of her friends. Especially Taichi. Taichi is pale under his tan, and Yamato is sitting stoically in the corner, trying to ignore the sobs coming from Hikari. He has never been good at this kind of thing, not even since the Digital World. He really hasn't changed. None of us have. Except Mimi.

Mimi...the girl I've learned to love so well. I think I've always loved her, I don't know why. She was easy to be disliked when she was younger, for all of her whining and complaining and her inabiltiy to stand on her own two feet. But I loved her even then. I run my fingers through her tangle-free hair, a violent shade of pink. Sometimes I wish she hadn't dyed it, but if anyone could pull this colour off, it certainly is Mimi. She really is a very versatle dresser- she looks good in almost anything she wears. Jim clares his throat a second time and I take my mind off of the girl crying on my chest.

"Sora...you've been diagnosed with Hepititis B. A very late stage, as well- the man who had it obviously has had it for a very long time. And your records indicate that you have not been vaccinated for any form of hepititis. Is that correct?"

Taichi is striken. He turns his large brown eyes to Sora. "Baby...say it's not so! You've gotten your shots, right, baby? Oh, Sora...please say it's not true, please say you don't have it...you can't have it..."

Sora looks bravely up at Jim. "That's right. I haven't been vaccinated." Taichi hisses through his teeth and slams his fists into the ground.

"NO!" He screams. "It's not true, can't be true, never'll be true. Sora can't have hepititis! She can't have it, she'll die, Sora can't die-" Yamato stands up and gently wraps Taichi into a soft hug.

"Cry, Taichi. It'll make you feel okay." And Taichi, to my surprise, crawls into Yamato's lap and wails softly into his friend's porcelin neck. Hikari crawls over to him and cradles her hand against her chest.

"No...onii-chan, Sora'll be okay....onii-chan, please don't cry anymore...."

Jyou hands Sora a bottle of pills from Jun's tray; he whispers something to her, and she shakes her head sadly. He pushes back his hair and wipes his glasses on his lab coat.

"These will help make you feel less ill. You will never be cured from this disease and eventually," he swallowed, "it will kill you. I'm so sorry, Sora." Taichi wails increase in volume. She nods, blinking.

"I'm sorry too, Jim. I'm sorry too." He hugs her breifly, then silently exits with my father and Jun. The door shuts with a soft click behind them. Yamato releases Taichi and moves over to Hikari, cradling her in his arms as if she were a baby. Mimi has not yet stopped crying, and I pull her up to look at me.

"Mimi, why don't you go sit next to Sora?" I suggest to her. "You're her best friend." She looks afraid, fear radiating from her chocolate eyes.

"Will you come with me, Jyou?" I clasp her hand, squeezing lightly.

"Of course I will, Mimi." We move together and sit by Sora, on the antiseptic floor I hate so much, but know all too well. She reaches up for one of Sora's hands, but finding Miyako holding the one Taichi isn't, she settles for placing her hand on top of Miyako's. I join Koushiro in the corner, where he is busy typing an e-mail to Gennai. I snort softly, and Koushiro looks up, black eyes filled with a bright shining determination I haven't seen before. "What do you think that crazy old lunitic could ever do for us?"

"Do you remember when Takeru got sick in the Digital World?" Of course I do. I'd be crazy to forget that night.

"What's that got to do with anything, Koushiro?" He looks at me like I'm insane. And maybe I am, a little, but I have reason. Sora is going to die, Mimi is wailing. I want nothing more than to take Mimi into my arms and hold her, but I know better. Now is neither the time nor the place.

"If Gennai knew how to cure Takeru, perhaps her will know of an antedote for Sora. Remember, the Digital World has many more plants and animals that can be used for a prescription medication. Oh, wait, here's the reply." Koushiro sat down in front of the laptop again. I hovered over his shoulder, reading:

"Koushiro and Chosen-

I'm sorry to hear about Sora. But I have some happy news. There is a Digimon, named Gypsymon, who might be able to help you. She is a very powerful Ultimate Digimon with powers to heal even the most helpless causes. If you can find her, and get her to help Sora, you will be able to cure the disease.

However, Gypsymon has a hot temper and is not willing to help most who come for it. You'll have to be tricky and find something to give in trade. I can't tell you any more, but if you will come to the Digital World with Sora tomorrow around five o'clock, I'll be able to start you on your journey. Your partners are waiting for you.

Hope to see you soon.

Gennai."

Koushiro looks up and announces it to the group. We all decide to meet then, definatly.

It seems like people have changed more than I thought.