Author's Note
I apologize to everyone who reviewed, because I was not able to write for quite a while. I particularly apologize to Lowrider. I should've asked your permission, but I was in hurry to write a story between these two characters. I was quite inspired by your story and decided to write one of my own, but due to my poor confidence, and imagination, I decided to write my base beginning, more or less like yours. Please understand that I do not have the ability to write stories that are interesting to some of you. I instead write what comes to mind. I, indeed am quite shocked that some of you, actually find my story interesting. This story was meant for a "running test". However, if most of you enjoy this, I will continue writing. Although, my story may sound much alike Lowrider's beginning, it will indeed shape up to become, more or less, an entirely different story. Please accept my apology, for I am only 12, a mere child who, yet seeks to reach to the his climax of imagination.
Thank you.
NOTE: Ah, the Great Relaxing Pikachu. I've heard about you, and your stories. Ironically, yes Koushiro did play soccer in one of the pictures I found over the net. Although, I did not intend him to actually be a goalie. I just wrote what I thought he'd be good at! And the spelling of names. I'm not actually sure about the spelling, however, if it does affect your interest in reading please E-mail me at bustin_rhymes2@hotmail.com. And that goes towards all readers.
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Chapter 3
Koushirou, woke up at the sound of his deafening alarm clock. It was Sunday morning, a day to relax, and enjoy the- Bring! Bring! Or not.
"Uh… Hello?" Kousirou said slowly as if he had woken up from a late night party.
"Hey, Koushirou! Can't wait to play our next game! It's this Tuesday after School!" Taichi practically shouted with excitement. Taichi continued about practice today and other things about soccer.
"Yay, I can't hardly wait…(Snore)" mumbled Koushirou ignoring Taichi's other comments. With a yawn, he gently laid the phone back, and went to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
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Mimi lay half asleep on her bed. After looking back at her past times with West, she finally realized the small, yet big, things that West did to avoid seeing her. All the little excuses, like I got homework, or I can't come outside cause I just can't. She remembered everything. Mimi wiped the tear off her face, and decided to take a walk to set things up clear. She considered not going through the front door, since she didn't want her parents to get involved. Of course, she thought of her window as her great escape plan. She grabbed her jacket and climbed out of her window, and on to the roof. From the roof to the ground was about maybe 12 feet. She took a risky jump. It was inevitable. A twisted ankle. She winced in pain, and dragged herself towards a bench.
"I got to set things straight with myself" she said firmly to herself, examining her ankle.
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After eating his breakfast in a rush to get to practice, he ran, got changed, and ran closing the door yelling bye to his mother. The practice had started about 11 minutes ago. The first thing Koushirou noticed was the sky. It was gray, and it started to drizzle.
"I hope we don't have to practice in this kind of weather" he acknowledged. He decided to take a short cut by the park. The soccer field was just across it. Koushirou hurried on towards the field, however stopped suddenly. He spotted a familiar girl sitting on a bench looking as if there were some pain in her ankle. Koushirou, being as late as he was, decided to see who it was. He ran towards the girl, hoping it was Gina. The gray clouds rumbled as it rained mildly. The girl had her hood on, so it was nearly impossible to see her face. Koushirou walked towards her.
"Uh, pardon me, but, do I know-" Koushirou started but suddenly became interrupted.
"Koushirou? Is that-" she interrupting him.
"Mimi?" Koushirou doing the same.
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to, go on." Both of them said together. Mimi started to giggle a bit. It felt good, to have friends that'll be there for you when you least expect it, she thought. Mimi tried not to hide her ankle being broken, but to hide her tears dripping form her face, and her emotions. She was lucky for it to be raining a bit so she could as least hide it. But it was impossible for Koushirou to not see her crying. Her emotions showed, her eyes were watery, and the left over mascara on her face.
"Mimi, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Koushirou asked. Mimi knew he'd say that.
"I'm sorry, Koushirou. I can't tell you. I can't even tell myself. It will hurt too much… I'm sorry" she cried. She cried more, it was impossible for her to stand firmly on her own. Not just physically, but emotionally too. Koushiour on the other hand, hated anyone to be in a state like this. Mimi rested her head on his shoulder. She was tired from crying. Koushirou didn't mind, he just didn't want to see Mimi like this. He enjoyed the cheerful, happy, complaining Mimi. Thoughts flushed through Koushirou's mind. The temple back in the digital world.
(Flash Back)
"Koushirou! Are you even listening to me? We gotta-" Mimi complained
"Hold on .Just a few minutes, I'm on a verge of transfiguring these symbols. If I can just… Wait! Maybe that'll do it. So if I can…"
"That's it Koushirou! I'm leaving!" stomped Mimi out towards the temple.
"Uh? Wait!" yelled Koushirou.
(Flash Back Ends)
Mimi continued to rest, on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Mimi" he whispered. He never got a chance to say that back in the temple.
I apologize to everyone who reviewed, because I was not able to write for quite a while. I particularly apologize to Lowrider. I should've asked your permission, but I was in hurry to write a story between these two characters. I was quite inspired by your story and decided to write one of my own, but due to my poor confidence, and imagination, I decided to write my base beginning, more or less like yours. Please understand that I do not have the ability to write stories that are interesting to some of you. I instead write what comes to mind. I, indeed am quite shocked that some of you, actually find my story interesting. This story was meant for a "running test". However, if most of you enjoy this, I will continue writing. Although, my story may sound much alike Lowrider's beginning, it will indeed shape up to become, more or less, an entirely different story. Please accept my apology, for I am only 12, a mere child who, yet seeks to reach to the his climax of imagination.
Thank you.
NOTE: Ah, the Great Relaxing Pikachu. I've heard about you, and your stories. Ironically, yes Koushiro did play soccer in one of the pictures I found over the net. Although, I did not intend him to actually be a goalie. I just wrote what I thought he'd be good at! And the spelling of names. I'm not actually sure about the spelling, however, if it does affect your interest in reading please E-mail me at bustin_rhymes2@hotmail.com. And that goes towards all readers.
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Chapter 3
Koushirou, woke up at the sound of his deafening alarm clock. It was Sunday morning, a day to relax, and enjoy the- Bring! Bring! Or not.
"Uh… Hello?" Kousirou said slowly as if he had woken up from a late night party.
"Hey, Koushirou! Can't wait to play our next game! It's this Tuesday after School!" Taichi practically shouted with excitement. Taichi continued about practice today and other things about soccer.
"Yay, I can't hardly wait…(Snore)" mumbled Koushirou ignoring Taichi's other comments. With a yawn, he gently laid the phone back, and went to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
_____________________________________________________________________________________
Mimi lay half asleep on her bed. After looking back at her past times with West, she finally realized the small, yet big, things that West did to avoid seeing her. All the little excuses, like I got homework, or I can't come outside cause I just can't. She remembered everything. Mimi wiped the tear off her face, and decided to take a walk to set things up clear. She considered not going through the front door, since she didn't want her parents to get involved. Of course, she thought of her window as her great escape plan. She grabbed her jacket and climbed out of her window, and on to the roof. From the roof to the ground was about maybe 12 feet. She took a risky jump. It was inevitable. A twisted ankle. She winced in pain, and dragged herself towards a bench.
"I got to set things straight with myself" she said firmly to herself, examining her ankle.
_____________________________________________________________________________________
After eating his breakfast in a rush to get to practice, he ran, got changed, and ran closing the door yelling bye to his mother. The practice had started about 11 minutes ago. The first thing Koushirou noticed was the sky. It was gray, and it started to drizzle.
"I hope we don't have to practice in this kind of weather" he acknowledged. He decided to take a short cut by the park. The soccer field was just across it. Koushirou hurried on towards the field, however stopped suddenly. He spotted a familiar girl sitting on a bench looking as if there were some pain in her ankle. Koushirou, being as late as he was, decided to see who it was. He ran towards the girl, hoping it was Gina. The gray clouds rumbled as it rained mildly. The girl had her hood on, so it was nearly impossible to see her face. Koushirou walked towards her.
"Uh, pardon me, but, do I know-" Koushirou started but suddenly became interrupted.
"Koushirou? Is that-" she interrupting him.
"Mimi?" Koushirou doing the same.
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to, go on." Both of them said together. Mimi started to giggle a bit. It felt good, to have friends that'll be there for you when you least expect it, she thought. Mimi tried not to hide her ankle being broken, but to hide her tears dripping form her face, and her emotions. She was lucky for it to be raining a bit so she could as least hide it. But it was impossible for Koushirou to not see her crying. Her emotions showed, her eyes were watery, and the left over mascara on her face.
"Mimi, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Koushirou asked. Mimi knew he'd say that.
"I'm sorry, Koushirou. I can't tell you. I can't even tell myself. It will hurt too much… I'm sorry" she cried. She cried more, it was impossible for her to stand firmly on her own. Not just physically, but emotionally too. Koushiour on the other hand, hated anyone to be in a state like this. Mimi rested her head on his shoulder. She was tired from crying. Koushirou didn't mind, he just didn't want to see Mimi like this. He enjoyed the cheerful, happy, complaining Mimi. Thoughts flushed through Koushirou's mind. The temple back in the digital world.
(Flash Back)
"Koushirou! Are you even listening to me? We gotta-" Mimi complained
"Hold on .Just a few minutes, I'm on a verge of transfiguring these symbols. If I can just… Wait! Maybe that'll do it. So if I can…"
"That's it Koushirou! I'm leaving!" stomped Mimi out towards the temple.
"Uh? Wait!" yelled Koushirou.
(Flash Back Ends)
Mimi continued to rest, on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Mimi" he whispered. He never got a chance to say that back in the temple.