Merry Christmas!

And for those of you who don't celebrate Christmas… uhh… happy holidays? Happy 25th of December?

Anyhoo, sorry to keep all you guys waiting for so long! Plus I had major writer's block… and still do quite frankly. -_-

Now, unfortunately, my Internet was being a bastard and wouldn't let me go onto FF.net, but now it will! ^_^

Okie dokie, now onto Chapter 3!

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Chapter 3: Sky

The girl looked back behind her just in time to see Yamato being pulled under.

Oh shit…She knew what was gonna happen, since she's been in that position herself once before, only not by that many lava rocks.

The redheaded beauty turned around and began to surf like the devil was at her board, and she would be sucked into the depths of hell if she didn't keep her balance.

It was in-between sets. She looked around to see if he had made it to the surface. He hadn't. There was only one thing she could do, and that was to save this poor kids life. Even if she would eventually meet up with him again and he would end up being a total creep. She could never live with the guilt that she let a person drown. Never.

The sound of soft ripping came from the velcro of the wristband that kept her connected to the board, and with no time to waste, she dived under.

Salt water slightly stung her eyes, but she soon got used to it.

Lava rocks were everywhere. And no boy in sight.

She could feel the pull of the ocean getting ready to send her the next set of waves. She was running out of time.

She searched once more, more frantically.

Finally, she spotted him next to a rather sharp looking lava rock.

There she grabbed his arm and swam to shore, thankful she made it out ok, and hopefully the boy ok too.

A slow, but steady beat was his pulse.

The girl looked at Yamato and sighed.

Guess I'll have to give him mouth to mouth…She cringed. Though she did admit that he was pretty cute.

She began doing the proper steps of CPR.

(A/N: Ok… I forget what they are… I took a lesson last summer, and I forgot what they are. Sad, aren't I? -_- )

Yamato's chest began to slowly but steadily rise up and fall back down. The sound of him coughing broke the uneasy silence.

The girl sighed in reassurance that the boy would be all right.

Yamato slowly opened his eyes. He hadn't died after all! And then, he wished he had.

The pain came rushing up out of nowhere, and he let out a scream as he grabbed his right leg with both hands.

I guess it's time to call the paramedics. She shook her head. Men are such babies.

Yamato clenched his teeth and squinted his eyes and breathed heavily. A huge headache overwhelmed him and he grew weary.

What happened? Yamato was trying to remember. Oh yeah… That girl was surfing, and then I nearly got killed!

He looked around, his vision blurring slightly. Then he saw her next to him. She smiled.

"Could you tell me your name?"

"Yeah, the name's Yamato Ishida. You want a date or something?" He flashed a grin.

Her eyes widened. She knew him. She knew him well; and not because he was famous. She knew him like only few others did. She knew him from the Digital World, because he was a Digi- Destined, and so was she. She was Sora Takenouchi.

Oh shit. I hope he doesn't recognize me. He probably won't. He is blonde after all.  She snickered a little.

"Actually, I was asking your name because you have quite a gash in your forehead, and frankly, you seem to be okay to me if you think I'm asking you out on a date."

Yamato was taken aback. She definitely had spunk. And who would refuse a date with the man Ishida? A girl who knew what she wanted, obviously. That or she wasn't straight.

He shuddered.

I doubt it. She's too hot not to be straight.

He flashed yet another grin, completely ignoring the fact that he had a gash in his head.

"Well, now that I've told you my name, could you tell me yours?"

Sora smiled and laughed under her breath. Even though he probably had broken his leg and got a concussion, he still made conversation and had an incredibly large ego. Typical.

"My friends call me Sky. Sorry, I don't tell strangers my real name."

Yamato flashed yet another grin.

"Sky, huh? Perfect for such an intriguing beauty like yourself."

Sora's cheeks flushed a bit.

"Well I should probably call the paramedics and to get your leg and head treated."

She handed him a cell phone, "911 for emergen-"

"I know, I know."

Sora walked over to the shoreline and picked up her surfboard and slung her pack around her shoulder.

Yamato hung up.

"They should be here in a few minutes."

She nodded and began walking off toward her home.

"Wait!" Yamato tried to sit up, "When will I see you again?"

The sound of her feet crunching leaves stopped. She didn't look back, just continued walking until she was out of sight of Yamato.

He slammed his fist into the ground.

"Dammit!" He sighed. Though they had just met, he felt as if he knew her from somewhere. He shrugged it off.

"I will find her again, even if it almost kills me," he smiled sheepishly, "again."

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Will they ever meet again? Will Yamato ever figure out that the redheaded beauty was really Sora?

Find out in the next couple chapters! ^_^;;

Okay, I realize this chapter was shorter than the others, but like I said, major writers block! .

Anyhoo, I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas… or Happy Hanukah, or Happy Kwanza... or whatever you celebrate, or just Happy 25th of December. Whatever. Happy Holidays!

Neko-Yasha's Evil Twin