The Past, the Present, the Future
by Akiya Arimoto
Date: 1/21/03
Akiya: HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, okay. I'm still not telling ya my birthday. You gotta be kidding, people! But thanx for reviewing my first chap! When someone told me on the phone, I couldn't believe it!!!!!!!!!!!!! And thanx again!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. Like more than 1000 people, I wish I did.
Chapter Two: An End to a Young Life
(continued from first chapter)
She decided she cannot live her life without Kouji. She will end her life, here, and now.
She took out a pocket knife, and cut her shoulder length blond hair. It'll grow back someday, she had decided.
She ran to her house. Luckily, no one was home. She packed her treasures, her wallet, some clothes, her diary, batteries, flashlight, socks, blankets, her pillow, and her address book. (a/n: Let's just say that she needed her things.)
Then she sat down on her bed, and wrote her parents a letter. (a/n: Do you know who she was thinking about???)
Dear Mom and Dad, (she wrote)
I'm sorry to cause you trouble, but I've decided to spend some time alone. I'll be back by Monday. Only two days, so don't worry. I'll be spending it at a friend's house. He won't mind.
With Love,
your daughter,
Izumi Orimoto
Now, Izumi decided to change her name. I've always wanted a name like that, opening her address book and then her diary.
Yes, it's a perfect name!
She wrote her name down on a piece of paper, crossed it out, and wrote down the name. She smiled, and tucked it into her pocket.
Now, I'm going to dye my hair, she decided. She had packed her things in a duffel bag. Then she remembered to pack another two things: her earrings that Kouji and her friends had bought for her 12th birthday, and her favorite book, Stargirl.
She took a last look of her room, and walked out.
She left the note she wrote on the kitchen table, and taking a look around the whole kitchen, remembering the fragrance, and set out.
She went to the nearest hair salon, and got her hair into an aubrun-pinkish color. It looked sort of red. But Izumi was happy. All this while, she was thinking of someone. I'll be with you soon, and I'll apologize, she thought. Yeah, and then I'll tell him. Perfect.
As she walked out of the salon, she didn't notice the truck that was coming toward her. She started crossing the street, and at the last minute, she looked up. There was a crunch. She let out a whisper that sounded like, "Kouji . . ."
Then her world went black.
(a/n: I'm not going to end it here, if that's waht you think. There's more to come!)
~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Huh? Mom? What's happening?!" A girl and a boy cried.
"Huh?" their mother said, as she disappeared.
"What's happening to me?!" as she faded from the face of the earth.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Where's your mother?" Okaa-san said to them.
"She's disappeared!" the girl said, sobbing.
"How?"
"Non so, papa! I don't know, okaa-san!"
"Well, I'm going out, and I'll find her, " and raced out the door.
They didn't know that it would be the last thime that they will see him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The truck screehed to a halt. The driver got out, swaying to each side.
People were screaming. Some were calling 911.
But one person didn't hear any noise.
She was lying on the ground, still, so still.
The crowd surroundign her didn't dare touch her, afraid to be the one to find her dead.
Police and ambulance sirens can be heard in the distance. Three men were holding the drunk truck driver, so he couldn't get away.
She still didn't move.
A woman cried, "Okay, let me through. What happened here?"
A person told her what had occured.
"Another one?" the policewoman cried. "This is the fifth one this week!"
Fianlly, the policewoman arrested the driver. "You have a right to remain silent," can be heard in the mist of all the noise.
Meanwhile, the ambulance had arrived. They carefully lifted the girl into the stretcher, afraid that she was internally bleeding, and they put the stretcher into the ambulance.
"Do you have any ideas who she is? What about her family?" the policewoman asked the crowd.
No one knew who she was.
No one, not even her parents, who were stuck in traffic because of the truck, which was blocking the street.
Many cars didn't know what happened, and honked. Finally, the police towed the truck away.
When Izumi's parents got home, they couldn't find her. They found the note that she had left them, and immediately, called all her friends, and relatives to see if she was at their house. The answer was the same.
No.
Then they called 911.
They were told to report to the police station, where some stuff were found with a girl. She had been hit by a truck, the police officer kindly told them.
Mr. and Mrs. Orimoto went down to the police station, and the police officer showed them the wallet, her clothes, everthing else in th duffel bag. They told him that the girl wasn't their child, since they had never seen her with red hair.
But everything else was their daughter's. They finally left in a hurry, because they didn't know what else to do.
Where are you, Izumi? they thought, frantically, and her mother weeping.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kouji felt as if he had lost something. He was watching T.V., and thinking about Izumi.
Then suddenly, he had this strange feeling, as if he had lost something, forever.
Suddenly, on the T.V., the announcer reported that there was another drunk driver accident. He also reported it was the fifth one this week.
It had happened, Kouji noticed, in his old neighbor hood.
Then they showed a picture of a red-haired girl being put in an ambulance.
Akiya: DUN, DUN, DUN! Like it? Hate it? If you do, give me a reason. I know what you're thinking. Find out in the next chapter if your prediction is right! Will 'the girl' die? Hey, don't look at me!
(Akiya walks into the room)
Everyone: Happy Birthday! Buon compleanno!
Akiya: Thank you, everyone! Hey, how did you know about my birthday?
Anime Angel: Duh, we're your muses.
Akiya Minamoto: What do you think? Your muses are dumb?!
Akiya: (weeps for joy) Yes, yes! I'm thirteen! Finally! Yes!
Anais: Oh, shut up, I was already thirteen on January 9.
TigerSword: And I'll be thirteen in 6 days.
White-Sihirah: And I'll be thirteen in March. So there.
Akiya: Okay, okay. But thanx, you guys!
(Akiya exits at about 10:00.)
Akiya: Wow, am I exhausted. But hey, don't forget to review, peeps! Arriverderci!
by Akiya Arimoto
Date: 1/21/03
Akiya: HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, okay. I'm still not telling ya my birthday. You gotta be kidding, people! But thanx for reviewing my first chap! When someone told me on the phone, I couldn't believe it!!!!!!!!!!!!! And thanx again!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. Like more than 1000 people, I wish I did.
Chapter Two: An End to a Young Life
(continued from first chapter)
She decided she cannot live her life without Kouji. She will end her life, here, and now.
She took out a pocket knife, and cut her shoulder length blond hair. It'll grow back someday, she had decided.
She ran to her house. Luckily, no one was home. She packed her treasures, her wallet, some clothes, her diary, batteries, flashlight, socks, blankets, her pillow, and her address book. (a/n: Let's just say that she needed her things.)
Then she sat down on her bed, and wrote her parents a letter. (a/n: Do you know who she was thinking about???)
Dear Mom and Dad, (she wrote)
I'm sorry to cause you trouble, but I've decided to spend some time alone. I'll be back by Monday. Only two days, so don't worry. I'll be spending it at a friend's house. He won't mind.
With Love,
your daughter,
Izumi Orimoto
Now, Izumi decided to change her name. I've always wanted a name like that, opening her address book and then her diary.
Yes, it's a perfect name!
She wrote her name down on a piece of paper, crossed it out, and wrote down the name. She smiled, and tucked it into her pocket.
Now, I'm going to dye my hair, she decided. She had packed her things in a duffel bag. Then she remembered to pack another two things: her earrings that Kouji and her friends had bought for her 12th birthday, and her favorite book, Stargirl.
She took a last look of her room, and walked out.
She left the note she wrote on the kitchen table, and taking a look around the whole kitchen, remembering the fragrance, and set out.
She went to the nearest hair salon, and got her hair into an aubrun-pinkish color. It looked sort of red. But Izumi was happy. All this while, she was thinking of someone. I'll be with you soon, and I'll apologize, she thought. Yeah, and then I'll tell him. Perfect.
As she walked out of the salon, she didn't notice the truck that was coming toward her. She started crossing the street, and at the last minute, she looked up. There was a crunch. She let out a whisper that sounded like, "Kouji . . ."
Then her world went black.
(a/n: I'm not going to end it here, if that's waht you think. There's more to come!)
~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Huh? Mom? What's happening?!" A girl and a boy cried.
"Huh?" their mother said, as she disappeared.
"What's happening to me?!" as she faded from the face of the earth.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Where's your mother?" Okaa-san said to them.
"She's disappeared!" the girl said, sobbing.
"How?"
"Non so, papa! I don't know, okaa-san!"
"Well, I'm going out, and I'll find her, " and raced out the door.
They didn't know that it would be the last thime that they will see him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The truck screehed to a halt. The driver got out, swaying to each side.
People were screaming. Some were calling 911.
But one person didn't hear any noise.
She was lying on the ground, still, so still.
The crowd surroundign her didn't dare touch her, afraid to be the one to find her dead.
Police and ambulance sirens can be heard in the distance. Three men were holding the drunk truck driver, so he couldn't get away.
She still didn't move.
A woman cried, "Okay, let me through. What happened here?"
A person told her what had occured.
"Another one?" the policewoman cried. "This is the fifth one this week!"
Fianlly, the policewoman arrested the driver. "You have a right to remain silent," can be heard in the mist of all the noise.
Meanwhile, the ambulance had arrived. They carefully lifted the girl into the stretcher, afraid that she was internally bleeding, and they put the stretcher into the ambulance.
"Do you have any ideas who she is? What about her family?" the policewoman asked the crowd.
No one knew who she was.
No one, not even her parents, who were stuck in traffic because of the truck, which was blocking the street.
Many cars didn't know what happened, and honked. Finally, the police towed the truck away.
When Izumi's parents got home, they couldn't find her. They found the note that she had left them, and immediately, called all her friends, and relatives to see if she was at their house. The answer was the same.
No.
Then they called 911.
They were told to report to the police station, where some stuff were found with a girl. She had been hit by a truck, the police officer kindly told them.
Mr. and Mrs. Orimoto went down to the police station, and the police officer showed them the wallet, her clothes, everthing else in th duffel bag. They told him that the girl wasn't their child, since they had never seen her with red hair.
But everything else was their daughter's. They finally left in a hurry, because they didn't know what else to do.
Where are you, Izumi? they thought, frantically, and her mother weeping.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kouji felt as if he had lost something. He was watching T.V., and thinking about Izumi.
Then suddenly, he had this strange feeling, as if he had lost something, forever.
Suddenly, on the T.V., the announcer reported that there was another drunk driver accident. He also reported it was the fifth one this week.
It had happened, Kouji noticed, in his old neighbor hood.
Then they showed a picture of a red-haired girl being put in an ambulance.
Akiya: DUN, DUN, DUN! Like it? Hate it? If you do, give me a reason. I know what you're thinking. Find out in the next chapter if your prediction is right! Will 'the girl' die? Hey, don't look at me!
(Akiya walks into the room)
Everyone: Happy Birthday! Buon compleanno!
Akiya: Thank you, everyone! Hey, how did you know about my birthday?
Anime Angel: Duh, we're your muses.
Akiya Minamoto: What do you think? Your muses are dumb?!
Akiya: (weeps for joy) Yes, yes! I'm thirteen! Finally! Yes!
Anais: Oh, shut up, I was already thirteen on January 9.
TigerSword: And I'll be thirteen in 6 days.
White-Sihirah: And I'll be thirteen in March. So there.
Akiya: Okay, okay. But thanx, you guys!
(Akiya exits at about 10:00.)
Akiya: Wow, am I exhausted. But hey, don't forget to review, peeps! Arriverderci!