Part Twelve -B-
I came to in a place that I didn't quite remember. It seemed so familiar… and
yet I couldn't quite place it. Everything was as if in a dream… one that I
hadn't woken up from yet. Then, I opened my eyes.
"Oh… MY GOD!" I yelled, and ran as fast as I could. I'd woken up at school…
in the girls' restroom! I'd be labeled a pedophile! A pervert! Even though...
No, I'm looking for Tai... I ran out of there and walked as calmly as I could
down the hall. Luckily, there weren't any people…
My footsteps echoed as I went… I tried to find the quickest exit. I didn't
quite remember where it was though… it'd been about fifteen years since I'd
been in that school building. I walked around, trying to find a door, and
realized that I'd wandered into the K-3 section of the school, where they
keep all the little wild animals caged. It's not like I hate kids… no… I
was once one, but they are just too energetic. That's when my apple juice
addiction began anyway. It's also when… well, a lot of bad memories. Let's
just leave it at that.
Things started to look slightly familiar, the same brick walls, the tall wooden
doors, that weren't so tall anymore. The paintings on the walls… everything
was the same… looking over at the first grade paintings, I noticed one that
had a familiar looking person in it. I couldn't tell who exactly… a wild mop
of brown hair, brown eyes… Tokyo Tower… a girl who looked suspiciously
like Sora… one with long dark blonde hair in a school uniform with a big pink
bow. And another boy, smiling… watching over the three of them. He was
an older one, and he looked like someone that I couldn't quite place… like
his name was on the tip of my tongue…
"You like my painting, Mister?" A voice said, sounding very meek.
I looked down and there… I swear… I will never want that feeling again… but
it was me. Another Mini-Me. Oh God… what did I do to deserve THIS?
I smiled, trying to hide my surprise. "Yes, it's very good. You're good at painting."
He smiled, then starting pointing out the people in the picture. It seemed
like I'd won his approval. "That's my new friends! I met them at Tokyo
Tower!"
"Really? What are their names?" I asked, squatting down next to him.
Looking down on Mini-Me was weird enough. This kid was about a foot
shorter than he was. It's amazing how much I've grown.
"I don't know their names, but the boy with the big hair, he's a lot of fun!
He…" he starting, pulling me close to whisper in my ear, "He got punished by
the teacher for jumping around at Tokyo Tower!"
"Wow… that's pretty bad." I said, pointing to the kid with the wild mop of
hair. "You mean him?"
"Yeah…he's a lot of fun…" he said, shuffling his feet.
"What were the other kids like?" I asked, maybe I could get enough
information to jumpstart my memory.
"The girl with the pink bow, she's kinda cool. She liked to talk a lot though.
She wouldn't be quiet about her new pink shoes at home. The other girl, she
was mean." Minnier-Me said, pouting. He was remembering lots of things…
"How was she mean to you? Why would she be mean to you?"
"Cuz… my mommy doesn't love my daddy."
"Your parents had a divorce."
"Yeah."
"I know how you feel, mine did too. When I was about your age, actually."
"Really?" He sniffled, looking up at me.
"Don't worry, they still love you. They just had problems that they couldn't
work out."
"Yeah. I know. Willis." He said, looking right into my eyes. And then… I
remembered. Willis. It'd been so long since I had heard anything about him.
My little brother… I wasn't allowed contact with him after his father took him a
way. Dad talked about him rarely. It wasn't like he hadn't loved him. That's
why Dad moved out. He didn't want anyone to see how hurt he was. At night
sometimes, I remember, he'd stay up late at night looking at photo albums and
break into tears. He'd ask "Why?" over and over… then fall asleep clutching
a picture of Willis.
"Willis… your brother?" I asked, hoping that he'd want to talk more. It was
always good to talk to someone that wouldn't make fun of you later for it.
That luxury wasn't available to me when I was growing up, so maybe I can
make my own life better in this timeline. I could grow up to be something…
to be with someone…
Tai… I'll find you. No matter what. You are what I was waiting my entire life
for. You are what was taken from me when I was little… and what was taken
from me now… Innocence. Happiness. I lost that when my parents
separated… and now… I see it in you. And now… you're gone. I WILL find you,
Tai. I just need to help someone else right now.
"Uh-huh… his daddy took him away. But I still have Takeru," he said, looking
behind me. He smiled gleefully, like his best friend was right there. "Angel!"
He charged past me and started talking to… the wall? Was I like this when I
was young?
"Really? All I knew was that he was nice! He's your friend too?"
OK… officially weirded out.
"Wow! That's really cool, Angel!"
"Um… who are you talking to?" I asked, putting my hand on his shoulder.
And… as soon as I touched him, I saw something… a glimmer… a flash… then…
it was gone.
"Angel."
"Who's Angel?"
"My best friend!"
I didn't have friends when I was growing up… I vaguely remember the Tokyo
Tower incident… but that's it… no 'Angel'.
AN- This part was pretty fun to write... (gotta go! Watching Digimon now!!!)
I'll post another part afterwards!!!
I came to in a place that I didn't quite remember. It seemed so familiar… and
yet I couldn't quite place it. Everything was as if in a dream… one that I
hadn't woken up from yet. Then, I opened my eyes.
"Oh… MY GOD!" I yelled, and ran as fast as I could. I'd woken up at school…
in the girls' restroom! I'd be labeled a pedophile! A pervert! Even though...
No, I'm looking for Tai... I ran out of there and walked as calmly as I could
down the hall. Luckily, there weren't any people…
My footsteps echoed as I went… I tried to find the quickest exit. I didn't
quite remember where it was though… it'd been about fifteen years since I'd
been in that school building. I walked around, trying to find a door, and
realized that I'd wandered into the K-3 section of the school, where they
keep all the little wild animals caged. It's not like I hate kids… no… I
was once one, but they are just too energetic. That's when my apple juice
addiction began anyway. It's also when… well, a lot of bad memories. Let's
just leave it at that.
Things started to look slightly familiar, the same brick walls, the tall wooden
doors, that weren't so tall anymore. The paintings on the walls… everything
was the same… looking over at the first grade paintings, I noticed one that
had a familiar looking person in it. I couldn't tell who exactly… a wild mop
of brown hair, brown eyes… Tokyo Tower… a girl who looked suspiciously
like Sora… one with long dark blonde hair in a school uniform with a big pink
bow. And another boy, smiling… watching over the three of them. He was
an older one, and he looked like someone that I couldn't quite place… like
his name was on the tip of my tongue…
"You like my painting, Mister?" A voice said, sounding very meek.
I looked down and there… I swear… I will never want that feeling again… but
it was me. Another Mini-Me. Oh God… what did I do to deserve THIS?
I smiled, trying to hide my surprise. "Yes, it's very good. You're good at painting."
He smiled, then starting pointing out the people in the picture. It seemed
like I'd won his approval. "That's my new friends! I met them at Tokyo
Tower!"
"Really? What are their names?" I asked, squatting down next to him.
Looking down on Mini-Me was weird enough. This kid was about a foot
shorter than he was. It's amazing how much I've grown.
"I don't know their names, but the boy with the big hair, he's a lot of fun!
He…" he starting, pulling me close to whisper in my ear, "He got punished by
the teacher for jumping around at Tokyo Tower!"
"Wow… that's pretty bad." I said, pointing to the kid with the wild mop of
hair. "You mean him?"
"Yeah…he's a lot of fun…" he said, shuffling his feet.
"What were the other kids like?" I asked, maybe I could get enough
information to jumpstart my memory.
"The girl with the pink bow, she's kinda cool. She liked to talk a lot though.
She wouldn't be quiet about her new pink shoes at home. The other girl, she
was mean." Minnier-Me said, pouting. He was remembering lots of things…
"How was she mean to you? Why would she be mean to you?"
"Cuz… my mommy doesn't love my daddy."
"Your parents had a divorce."
"Yeah."
"I know how you feel, mine did too. When I was about your age, actually."
"Really?" He sniffled, looking up at me.
"Don't worry, they still love you. They just had problems that they couldn't
work out."
"Yeah. I know. Willis." He said, looking right into my eyes. And then… I
remembered. Willis. It'd been so long since I had heard anything about him.
My little brother… I wasn't allowed contact with him after his father took him a
way. Dad talked about him rarely. It wasn't like he hadn't loved him. That's
why Dad moved out. He didn't want anyone to see how hurt he was. At night
sometimes, I remember, he'd stay up late at night looking at photo albums and
break into tears. He'd ask "Why?" over and over… then fall asleep clutching
a picture of Willis.
"Willis… your brother?" I asked, hoping that he'd want to talk more. It was
always good to talk to someone that wouldn't make fun of you later for it.
That luxury wasn't available to me when I was growing up, so maybe I can
make my own life better in this timeline. I could grow up to be something…
to be with someone…
Tai… I'll find you. No matter what. You are what I was waiting my entire life
for. You are what was taken from me when I was little… and what was taken
from me now… Innocence. Happiness. I lost that when my parents
separated… and now… I see it in you. And now… you're gone. I WILL find you,
Tai. I just need to help someone else right now.
"Uh-huh… his daddy took him away. But I still have Takeru," he said, looking
behind me. He smiled gleefully, like his best friend was right there. "Angel!"
He charged past me and started talking to… the wall? Was I like this when I
was young?
"Really? All I knew was that he was nice! He's your friend too?"
OK… officially weirded out.
"Wow! That's really cool, Angel!"
"Um… who are you talking to?" I asked, putting my hand on his shoulder.
And… as soon as I touched him, I saw something… a glimmer… a flash… then…
it was gone.
"Angel."
"Who's Angel?"
"My best friend!"
I didn't have friends when I was growing up… I vaguely remember the Tokyo
Tower incident… but that's it… no 'Angel'.
AN- This part was pretty fun to write... (gotta go! Watching Digimon now!!!)
I'll post another part afterwards!!!