Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
A/N: I'M SO SORRY THAT I KEPT YOU WAITING, BUT I WAS OUT OF TOWNT FOR A WEEK!!! And by the way, I've just tried to bake pizza in the micro-oven (I don't know the name in English... I'm talking about that small 'oven' that you can use to make hot chocolate and warm some leftovers in. Hope you know what I mean...) Take my advice; Do not use that thing to bake pizzas in!!! The pizza's become to hot for you to eat, and they get harder than diamonds!
Any ways... I'm going to try and eat my 'pizza'. Let's continue the story...
Matt slowly opened his bright blue eyes. He gazed drowsily at his sleeping love, who was lying beside him in the bed, and remembered last night. Smiling, he kissed her cool forehead. Sora's soft, reddish hair tickled the blonde's nose, making his smile even wider. 'I bet she'll be hungry when she wakes up' He thought, gently sitting up, careful not to awaken her. In response to this, Sora just snuggled closer to him. Matt didn't really mind that, but if they didn't want to starve, he would have to get up. So he made himself free from the girl's grip and got on his feats. Yawning, Matt pulled on a pair of his usual black trousers, gave Sora one last look, and sleepily fumbled for the metallic door-handle.
When he opened the door, he smelled a strange and suffocating whiff. 'What?' He thought shocked. His navy eyes flew open, and saw the thick, dark smoke in the room.
"Oh, my god!" Matt gasped. He ran into the kitchen, hoping that the fire hadn't spread anywhere.
The kitchen was also filled with the same choking smoke, but he didn't see the fire. Matt's throat felt dry and soar because of the poisoned air, and he managed to get himself to the living room again. He had to wake Sora up now. But then he noticed the stifling heat from the hall. Matt decided that if he made sure the fire wasn't inside of the apartment, they were safer than if he didn't know. So he held his breath and made his way towards the doorway. The heat was almost overwhelming now. Matt's eyes were stinging and he had to have oxygen soon. Just a few steps more...
'Shit!' He thought when he saw the hall. The furious flames had eaten themselves through the door, and were making their way into the apartment. Matt's head was spinning around because of the lack of oxygen. He gasped for air, but all he inhaled was the dark greyish smoke, making him cough. Matt hurried back into the living room and opened a window, trying to get his throbbing lungs something to breath. Outside, on the safe ground, he could see fire engines. The firemen were trying to stop the flames from destroying the building, and a few of them were getting ready to go inside of the burning house and search for people. There was also a bunch of ordinary people standing on the grey parking lots.
Suddenly Matt remembered Sora.
"Sora!" The blond yelled, turning around and running towards the bedroom. But before he even got close to the door, he heard the roof crack, and felt how the heavy beam and girders harshly fell on his body, pressing him down on the parquet floor, before everything went black.
~*Sora's POV*~
My crimson eyes snapped open as I heard a terrible 'crash' from outside of the room. My body went stiff, and it felt like if I got a heart attack. I jumped out of the warm, comfy bed and pulled the big, white t-shirt over my head.
"Matt?" I called.
No answer.
"MATT?" I yelled again, but just like before, the reply was silence. I stood there, all still, listening. But I when didn't hear anything, I smelled something. It smelled like if some thing was burning!
I gasped, hurrying forward, to the bedroom door. When I touched the handle, I screamed out in pain. It was just as hot as if I'd just touched a floating lava stream.
What was happening, and where was Matt?
I stubbornly started tackling and kicking the white painted door.
"Aaarrghh!" I screamed as the door finally broke.
The first thing my brain registered, was the awfully hot air. Then the smoke. I couldn't see anything further than a metre, and my eyes were already throbbing. I shielded my sweating face from the heat with my arms and hands.
Everything in the room was a strange mix of orange dancing flames, thick smoke and a messy pile of rafters and broken planks.
Then I saw a limp body under the beams. His golden harried head was facing the floor, and the blood from a wound was colouring his slightly burnt shoulder red.
'God, no!' I thought, kneeling beside Matt. I began to get the heavy material off his back, but when I saw his legs, I got a shock. They were twisted in an awkward way and must've been broken. I forced myself to continue shoving the metal and wood from my love's hurt body. "Please wake up, Matt!" I pleaded when I was done. I felt tears building up in my eyes, but I didn't care. I rolled him over, and, to my relief, he was breathing.
Matt leisurely opened his deep blue eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off.
"Shh... Don't talk." I said soothingly, putting my finger over his soft lips. Matt obviously didn't listen.
"You have to get out of here..." He said, his voice barely a frail whisper. I took his hand and gently held it between my own.
"I'll stay here with you. I won't go anywhere." Matt painfully pulled his hand back, looking obstinately into my eyes.
"No. Go." He said, making his voice stronger and more confident. Trying to sit up, he accidentally pushed a piece of sooty wood, making it fall down on his broken ankle. Matt cried out in agony. But at least he was in a sitting position now.
I quickly removed the lumber, not wanting to stare at his cracked legs.
A/N: I dunno what to write next so... Stay tuned for the next chapter!!! Please review and have a nice day.
A/N: I'M SO SORRY THAT I KEPT YOU WAITING, BUT I WAS OUT OF TOWNT FOR A WEEK!!! And by the way, I've just tried to bake pizza in the micro-oven (I don't know the name in English... I'm talking about that small 'oven' that you can use to make hot chocolate and warm some leftovers in. Hope you know what I mean...) Take my advice; Do not use that thing to bake pizzas in!!! The pizza's become to hot for you to eat, and they get harder than diamonds!
Any ways... I'm going to try and eat my 'pizza'. Let's continue the story...
Matt slowly opened his bright blue eyes. He gazed drowsily at his sleeping love, who was lying beside him in the bed, and remembered last night. Smiling, he kissed her cool forehead. Sora's soft, reddish hair tickled the blonde's nose, making his smile even wider. 'I bet she'll be hungry when she wakes up' He thought, gently sitting up, careful not to awaken her. In response to this, Sora just snuggled closer to him. Matt didn't really mind that, but if they didn't want to starve, he would have to get up. So he made himself free from the girl's grip and got on his feats. Yawning, Matt pulled on a pair of his usual black trousers, gave Sora one last look, and sleepily fumbled for the metallic door-handle.
When he opened the door, he smelled a strange and suffocating whiff. 'What?' He thought shocked. His navy eyes flew open, and saw the thick, dark smoke in the room.
"Oh, my god!" Matt gasped. He ran into the kitchen, hoping that the fire hadn't spread anywhere.
The kitchen was also filled with the same choking smoke, but he didn't see the fire. Matt's throat felt dry and soar because of the poisoned air, and he managed to get himself to the living room again. He had to wake Sora up now. But then he noticed the stifling heat from the hall. Matt decided that if he made sure the fire wasn't inside of the apartment, they were safer than if he didn't know. So he held his breath and made his way towards the doorway. The heat was almost overwhelming now. Matt's eyes were stinging and he had to have oxygen soon. Just a few steps more...
'Shit!' He thought when he saw the hall. The furious flames had eaten themselves through the door, and were making their way into the apartment. Matt's head was spinning around because of the lack of oxygen. He gasped for air, but all he inhaled was the dark greyish smoke, making him cough. Matt hurried back into the living room and opened a window, trying to get his throbbing lungs something to breath. Outside, on the safe ground, he could see fire engines. The firemen were trying to stop the flames from destroying the building, and a few of them were getting ready to go inside of the burning house and search for people. There was also a bunch of ordinary people standing on the grey parking lots.
Suddenly Matt remembered Sora.
"Sora!" The blond yelled, turning around and running towards the bedroom. But before he even got close to the door, he heard the roof crack, and felt how the heavy beam and girders harshly fell on his body, pressing him down on the parquet floor, before everything went black.
~*Sora's POV*~
My crimson eyes snapped open as I heard a terrible 'crash' from outside of the room. My body went stiff, and it felt like if I got a heart attack. I jumped out of the warm, comfy bed and pulled the big, white t-shirt over my head.
"Matt?" I called.
No answer.
"MATT?" I yelled again, but just like before, the reply was silence. I stood there, all still, listening. But I when didn't hear anything, I smelled something. It smelled like if some thing was burning!
I gasped, hurrying forward, to the bedroom door. When I touched the handle, I screamed out in pain. It was just as hot as if I'd just touched a floating lava stream.
What was happening, and where was Matt?
I stubbornly started tackling and kicking the white painted door.
"Aaarrghh!" I screamed as the door finally broke.
The first thing my brain registered, was the awfully hot air. Then the smoke. I couldn't see anything further than a metre, and my eyes were already throbbing. I shielded my sweating face from the heat with my arms and hands.
Everything in the room was a strange mix of orange dancing flames, thick smoke and a messy pile of rafters and broken planks.
Then I saw a limp body under the beams. His golden harried head was facing the floor, and the blood from a wound was colouring his slightly burnt shoulder red.
'God, no!' I thought, kneeling beside Matt. I began to get the heavy material off his back, but when I saw his legs, I got a shock. They were twisted in an awkward way and must've been broken. I forced myself to continue shoving the metal and wood from my love's hurt body. "Please wake up, Matt!" I pleaded when I was done. I felt tears building up in my eyes, but I didn't care. I rolled him over, and, to my relief, he was breathing.
Matt leisurely opened his deep blue eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off.
"Shh... Don't talk." I said soothingly, putting my finger over his soft lips. Matt obviously didn't listen.
"You have to get out of here..." He said, his voice barely a frail whisper. I took his hand and gently held it between my own.
"I'll stay here with you. I won't go anywhere." Matt painfully pulled his hand back, looking obstinately into my eyes.
"No. Go." He said, making his voice stronger and more confident. Trying to sit up, he accidentally pushed a piece of sooty wood, making it fall down on his broken ankle. Matt cried out in agony. But at least he was in a sitting position now.
I quickly removed the lumber, not wanting to stare at his cracked legs.
A/N: I dunno what to write next so... Stay tuned for the next chapter!!! Please review and have a nice day.