Second chapter up! I hope you guys like it! Even though I rushed... sorry
if it is a bad chapter. I promise the next would be a better one, if I can
make it better. I'm not that good and talented as all of you are. Please
read and review!
Digimon does not belong to me whatsoever. But I just simply love reading and writing their fics.
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Prove it
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** You're going to die.. die... die... **
Those words kept on repeating in my mind.
** Die... die...di- **
"Hey shut up! Stop repeating that damn word!"
"Oh sorry. Just wanted to make it dramatic."
"If you say so... What the? Did you just speak to me?"
"Uh... yeah. Am I not right now?"
"No! I meant through my mind."
"Oh right. Yeah, I guess I did."
"You guess?"
"Hey, this is new to me."
"What do you mean?"
"As soon as I died I was appointed to be a guardian angel of this little new born kid. And you know what? That baby was you. And it was very inconvenient, because they didn't teach me anything or even give me instructions! They just slapped some wings on me and kicked me out the gate to heaven and sent me down to earth."
"You need instructions for being a guardian angel? Doesn't that come naturally?"
"I was once human too you know."
"Right... so why me? Why are you my guardian angel?"
"I couldn't choose. The high angels chose for me. Those bastards."
"High angels?"
"You wouldn't understand. It's freaky. They know all. They are even watching right now."
Suddenly I felt very uncomfortable.
"If they're watching us. Then how come I need you? Couldn't they just watch me from a far up there?"
"Did I say they were watching you? They are watching me. Taking marks and stuff like that. They make sure I don't screw up and follow the rules."
"Rules?" All of a sudden I felt very amused.
The life of angels, I always wondered what it was like.
"Yeah the rules. There are four major ones." He pointed out.
"Go on."
"#4. Always stay by their side. #3. Don't ever drive them to Death. #2. Never fall in love. And last but not least. #1 Grant their one most desire, aka, wish."
"Never fall in love?" I asked. I was really interested in that one.
He nodded.
I stayed quiet trying to stay in my calm state of awe but I couldn't help it.
"Ahahahaha!!!! That's so hilarious! Why the hell would you fall in love with your guardian angel? It would never work out anyway." I bursted out laughing, ignoring the serious face my 'guardian angel' made.
"It's a serious rule." He said.
"Alright. I'm sorry. Forgive me? I must not laugh at such stupid rules. Just imagine them as school rules! That would be so hilarious and stupid! You crack me up uh..."
"Yamato."
"Right."
"And you shouldn't laugh at such things as the second most important rule." He chided me.
"Sorry, but it's pretty hard to believe."
"But there's a very strict punishment for it. If a guardian angel falls in love with the person his or her is supposed to protect, or vise versa, they will be sent to hell because it's a sin according to the holy book."
"The bible?"
"No. A different one."
"Ooh..."
I sighed and blew some strands of my auburn hair out of my face.
"Well that's some interesting BS there. You should be an author and write a book!"
"What? You don't believe me? Even after the talk about angels and rules? And my way to communicate with you through the mind?"
"But I need more than mind talk for proof. I don't know what you can be. You can be this physic weirdo that murdered people through minds that made their brains explode and you might have broke free from this insane institute!"
"... You have a big imagination."
"It can happen."
He just laughed and rolled his eyes, and stood there in a slick pose. I bet he's coming up with another big lie to tell me.
His eyes traveled to me and caught my gaze. He smirked and stood up straight and slightly turned around.
"How about these wings? Are they proof enough?" He asked, gesturing to the little adorable wings sticking from his back.
"Can I touch it?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"They're delicate."
"I can be gentle."
"No you won't."
"How would you know?"
"I've known you since you were a toddler. Believe me... I KNOW."
"Damn. Then how is that proof when I can't even pull on it? You might have bought it from this convenient store, which might have been secretly center of a drug circle, and there might be illegal drugs stuffed away in those little feathers and you might be trying to sell them to an innocent girl! I AM ASHAMED!"
"What? Where in the seven hells are you getting all this nonsense from??"
"I'm just being cautious you extra terrestrial posing as a hot teenage guy. You want to plant things in me don't you? FOR ONE OF YOUR EXPERIMENTS RIGHT??"
"Oh my god, you are so pathetic."
"Well then who's the one posing as my guardian angel huh? Look, I'll ask you nicely to leave at once!"
I walked past him towards my desk where I took out a roll of film.
"I already told you! I can't! Don't you think I've tried?? I don't want to spend the rest of YOUR life watching over a whiny brat!" He yelled at me irritably. "But thankfully it will only be for just a few months or so."
I froze and gripped tightly to my camera and gazed towards him. With each passing second he stayed with me I felt like believing him.
"So you were serious that I am going to die?"
He looked at me and I saw him lock his sad eyes at me. His blue eyes held pity for me, but I didn't need any.
I raised my camera towards my eyelevel and pressed the button.
Click.
"What did you do that for?"
"Just to send to my lawyer."
"That won't help. I won't show up."
"We'll have to see now wouldn't we?"
"You still don't believe me?"
"Who would? Come on. You can't fool me. You must have paid my brother to lie to me too."
He gave out an exasperated sigh and stared at me sternly.
"What would be proof for you?"
I was taken back by his question but I already had one bubbling in my mind ever since he mentioned my 'so-called' fate.
"When am I going to die?"
He stayed silent and had this very confused and hopeless expression on his face.
"I don't know."
"WHAT?! You call yourself my guardian angel and you don't even know when I'll die??" I screamed at him and marched towards the bathroom.
"So you DO believe."
"I guess I do." I quietly said. "I always knew someone special was watching over me. I guess that special someone was you huh?" I asked softly and smiled back at him.
Was it me or did I see a slight pink color appearing on his face? Was he blushing?
I opened the door to my bathroom and was about to walk in when I noticed him about to follow me in.
"What are you doing?"
"Watching you."
"I'm going to the washroom."
"So?"
"YOU PERVERT!"
And I slammed the door in his face. But then his head suddenly appeared on my side of the door.
"What the heck??"
"It's my job to-"
"Your job is to watch me. Not watch me do private stuff!" And I raised my hand and pushed his head back out.
"Stay there. I'll deal with you later."
I rustled through my belongings in the washroom drawers and turned on the bathtub faucet.
"The nerve of him." I mumbled to myself.
After the shower, I was really certain that Yamato had left because it was deadly silent outside of my room.
I took a step out of the tub and wrapped a towel around myself.
I looked at the mirror, which was all fogged up. I was about to wipe some away to see my reflection when something appeared on it.
/Hello./
Oh my god.
Digimon does not belong to me whatsoever. But I just simply love reading and writing their fics.
***
Prove it
***
** You're going to die.. die... die... **
Those words kept on repeating in my mind.
** Die... die...di- **
"Hey shut up! Stop repeating that damn word!"
"Oh sorry. Just wanted to make it dramatic."
"If you say so... What the? Did you just speak to me?"
"Uh... yeah. Am I not right now?"
"No! I meant through my mind."
"Oh right. Yeah, I guess I did."
"You guess?"
"Hey, this is new to me."
"What do you mean?"
"As soon as I died I was appointed to be a guardian angel of this little new born kid. And you know what? That baby was you. And it was very inconvenient, because they didn't teach me anything or even give me instructions! They just slapped some wings on me and kicked me out the gate to heaven and sent me down to earth."
"You need instructions for being a guardian angel? Doesn't that come naturally?"
"I was once human too you know."
"Right... so why me? Why are you my guardian angel?"
"I couldn't choose. The high angels chose for me. Those bastards."
"High angels?"
"You wouldn't understand. It's freaky. They know all. They are even watching right now."
Suddenly I felt very uncomfortable.
"If they're watching us. Then how come I need you? Couldn't they just watch me from a far up there?"
"Did I say they were watching you? They are watching me. Taking marks and stuff like that. They make sure I don't screw up and follow the rules."
"Rules?" All of a sudden I felt very amused.
The life of angels, I always wondered what it was like.
"Yeah the rules. There are four major ones." He pointed out.
"Go on."
"#4. Always stay by their side. #3. Don't ever drive them to Death. #2. Never fall in love. And last but not least. #1 Grant their one most desire, aka, wish."
"Never fall in love?" I asked. I was really interested in that one.
He nodded.
I stayed quiet trying to stay in my calm state of awe but I couldn't help it.
"Ahahahaha!!!! That's so hilarious! Why the hell would you fall in love with your guardian angel? It would never work out anyway." I bursted out laughing, ignoring the serious face my 'guardian angel' made.
"It's a serious rule." He said.
"Alright. I'm sorry. Forgive me? I must not laugh at such stupid rules. Just imagine them as school rules! That would be so hilarious and stupid! You crack me up uh..."
"Yamato."
"Right."
"And you shouldn't laugh at such things as the second most important rule." He chided me.
"Sorry, but it's pretty hard to believe."
"But there's a very strict punishment for it. If a guardian angel falls in love with the person his or her is supposed to protect, or vise versa, they will be sent to hell because it's a sin according to the holy book."
"The bible?"
"No. A different one."
"Ooh..."
I sighed and blew some strands of my auburn hair out of my face.
"Well that's some interesting BS there. You should be an author and write a book!"
"What? You don't believe me? Even after the talk about angels and rules? And my way to communicate with you through the mind?"
"But I need more than mind talk for proof. I don't know what you can be. You can be this physic weirdo that murdered people through minds that made their brains explode and you might have broke free from this insane institute!"
"... You have a big imagination."
"It can happen."
He just laughed and rolled his eyes, and stood there in a slick pose. I bet he's coming up with another big lie to tell me.
His eyes traveled to me and caught my gaze. He smirked and stood up straight and slightly turned around.
"How about these wings? Are they proof enough?" He asked, gesturing to the little adorable wings sticking from his back.
"Can I touch it?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"They're delicate."
"I can be gentle."
"No you won't."
"How would you know?"
"I've known you since you were a toddler. Believe me... I KNOW."
"Damn. Then how is that proof when I can't even pull on it? You might have bought it from this convenient store, which might have been secretly center of a drug circle, and there might be illegal drugs stuffed away in those little feathers and you might be trying to sell them to an innocent girl! I AM ASHAMED!"
"What? Where in the seven hells are you getting all this nonsense from??"
"I'm just being cautious you extra terrestrial posing as a hot teenage guy. You want to plant things in me don't you? FOR ONE OF YOUR EXPERIMENTS RIGHT??"
"Oh my god, you are so pathetic."
"Well then who's the one posing as my guardian angel huh? Look, I'll ask you nicely to leave at once!"
I walked past him towards my desk where I took out a roll of film.
"I already told you! I can't! Don't you think I've tried?? I don't want to spend the rest of YOUR life watching over a whiny brat!" He yelled at me irritably. "But thankfully it will only be for just a few months or so."
I froze and gripped tightly to my camera and gazed towards him. With each passing second he stayed with me I felt like believing him.
"So you were serious that I am going to die?"
He looked at me and I saw him lock his sad eyes at me. His blue eyes held pity for me, but I didn't need any.
I raised my camera towards my eyelevel and pressed the button.
Click.
"What did you do that for?"
"Just to send to my lawyer."
"That won't help. I won't show up."
"We'll have to see now wouldn't we?"
"You still don't believe me?"
"Who would? Come on. You can't fool me. You must have paid my brother to lie to me too."
He gave out an exasperated sigh and stared at me sternly.
"What would be proof for you?"
I was taken back by his question but I already had one bubbling in my mind ever since he mentioned my 'so-called' fate.
"When am I going to die?"
He stayed silent and had this very confused and hopeless expression on his face.
"I don't know."
"WHAT?! You call yourself my guardian angel and you don't even know when I'll die??" I screamed at him and marched towards the bathroom.
"So you DO believe."
"I guess I do." I quietly said. "I always knew someone special was watching over me. I guess that special someone was you huh?" I asked softly and smiled back at him.
Was it me or did I see a slight pink color appearing on his face? Was he blushing?
I opened the door to my bathroom and was about to walk in when I noticed him about to follow me in.
"What are you doing?"
"Watching you."
"I'm going to the washroom."
"So?"
"YOU PERVERT!"
And I slammed the door in his face. But then his head suddenly appeared on my side of the door.
"What the heck??"
"It's my job to-"
"Your job is to watch me. Not watch me do private stuff!" And I raised my hand and pushed his head back out.
"Stay there. I'll deal with you later."
I rustled through my belongings in the washroom drawers and turned on the bathtub faucet.
"The nerve of him." I mumbled to myself.
After the shower, I was really certain that Yamato had left because it was deadly silent outside of my room.
I took a step out of the tub and wrapped a towel around myself.
I looked at the mirror, which was all fogged up. I was about to wipe some away to see my reflection when something appeared on it.
/Hello./
Oh my god.