Never Too Far From Home
Where It All Started
DF103 – Sorry for the stupid and pointless chapter…this one will be better…and longer…laughs nervously ;; umm…I dun own digimon…so…on to fic, Never Too Far From Home – Where It All Started…
Rika started to board off the plane and went through the gates. When she got her duffle bag, she headed towards West Shinjuku.
"Wow, it's been a long time since I've been here. So much has changed since I left," Rika said, to her self, wandering around the city of Tokyo.
"That's what happens when you leave the country for almost 7 years," one of the teens said, appearing from behind her.
"Do you stalk me or something because you guys are near me almost all the time," Rika said, once again startled of they're presence.
"We just thought you could use some help getting around," another said, walking behind Rika as the others followed.
"Right," Rika answered, "can you just help me gets to West Shinjuku? That is where I am supposed to go, right?"
When Rika turned around, she saw no one. All the people around her were staring at her, giving her 'I think you're crazy looks.' She continued walking, puzzled by their sudden appearance and disappearance.
As she walked towards the train station, Rika saw a small dark figure. Curious of what it was, Rika approached the figure. As she drew near the figure, some physical features became more distinct. It had some type of red fabric around, what looked like a neck, had two pointy pointy ears, and had an arrow-shaped tail. With every meticulous step, Rika tried not to scare whatever it was away. Kicking a small pebble, the figure looked back, then ran away. Catching a small glimpse of the face, Rika stood there like a stone.
"Was that…Impmon?" Rika asked herself.
Still confused, she boarded a train to West Shinjuku, her home city.
During the 30 minute ride, Rika was thinking about what had happened throughout the weird two days she's had.
'Wonder how those three kids know me? It's not like I've met them before. Or at least, I think. And what about that thing, before I got on the train? Was that Impmon or was I just hallucinating?' Rika thought.
"You seem to having a rough day, miss," a man said, walking up to her.
"No, I'm just thinking. What is it to you anyways?" Rika retorted, as she looked up to see who the man was.
The man had ruffled blue hair and had slate colored eyes. He seemed to be on his way home from work because he was in a suit, and carrying a suitcase.
"Oh, I was just asking. Sorry for bothering you," the man said, walking off.
'The hair. I recognize him from somewhere,' Rika thought.
The train came to a screeching halt and then a voice came over the intercom.
"We have arrived in West Shinjuku. Please be sure to take your belongings," the person said, as the doors opened.
Rika walked out and headed for the park. She approached a familiar looking bakery shop. Feeling a little hungry, she walked up to the door. There she saw a young man and a young lady at the counter, talking. The lady had brown, shoulder length, flowing hair and wore a green tank top with blue jean shorts, behind the apron she wore. The young man also had brown hair and wore a t-shirt and had khaki shorts, under his apron. Looking at the two of them, Rika recognized them as Takato and Jeri.
'They can't see me,' Rika thought, taking out her sunglasses and putting them on. She then walked in.
"Hello, welcome to Matsuki bakery. How may we help you?" Takato asked.
"Umm…just browsing. Thanks anyways," Rika hesitated, looking at all the rolls and breads.
"So, you new around here?" Jeri asked.
"Actually, I used to live around here. I'm just over on a visit," Rika said, hesitating once again, as she put a few creampuffs on the tray.
Rika walked over to the register and paid for her creampuffs.
"Thank you and hope you come again," both of them said.
Rika waved and then left the bakery. Once she stepped out, she noticed that it was already dusk.
"Darn, I have to look for a place to stay," Rika said to herself.
"I know where you can stay," a voice said.
"Huh?" Rika turned around and saw those three teens once again, "why do you always have to creep up on me like that?"
All three of them shrugged. They took Rika to an empty apartment room.
"Wait, how do you know, someone doesn't already live here?" Rika asked, suspicious of the three.
"Trust us," the boy with brown hair said.
"And another thing before you disappear on me or whatever. Why did I have to come back?" Rika asked.
"A lot of people miss you, Rika," one said.
"Who?" Rika asked, curious of what they were going to say.
"That, you'll have to find out on your own," another said.
The three of them walked off. Rika shut the door to the apartment room and looked around, inside. It was pretty big, space-wise and was already furnished with a few things like a table and three chairs, a drawer, a few beds, and a television set. Rika sat at the table, took out her creampuffs, and turned the TV on to watch the news.
"In other news," the news anchor announced, "rescue workers are still looking for the car that reportedly drove off the Shinjuku bridge. We don't know how many people were in the car, but the rescuers hope that they are safe."
"Wow, who would drive off a bridge like that?" Rika asked herself, taking another bite out of the sweeten bread.
She turned the TV off after she was done and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth. While doing that, she thought about what those three teens told her earlier.
'What did they mean by 'a lot of people miss me?' It didn't seem like it before I left this country.
-FLASHBACK-
It was the summer before some of the tamers' senior year in high school. All the tamers were at the old hang out, where Guilmon used to stay.
"So where should we go this summer?" Jeri asked.
"Even if you guys planned something, I probably wouldn't be able to go because my mom booked me for all these photo shoots," Rika said.
"Don't worry, Rika. There's always next summer," Henry said.
"Well, it's not like we're going to miss you or anything," Kazu said.
"You better take that back," Rika said, making fists.
"Nope, he only speaks of the truth," Kenta said, grinning.
"Well, fine," Rika said, getting up and kicking Kazu and Kenta on her way out.
Later that evening…
'I'll show them. If they don't want me here, then I'll leave,' Rika thought, as she packed all her clothes and prized possessions in a bag and took all the money she had with her.
'Luckily, mom and grandma aren't home. Hope they do better without, just as they said earlier,' Rika thought, taking one last good look at her room before turning the lights out and shutting the door.
-FLASHBACK END-
DF103 – There's chapter 3 for ya…hope it was a little better than the second one… - -;; …umm…please review…and I'll be back with another chapter…till then…L8ter……