Love Across Reality
By Anime Queen
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Well, I'm back!!! I don't feel like doing an introduction, so I'll go straight to the
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, and all that other legal stuff so I won't end up in jail (cuz then I won't be able to update!)
Enjoy, and please don't forget to review!!! ^_^
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Chapter 5
I woke up, and it was already morning. I opened my eyes, expecting to find Matt's unconscious form near me, but he was gone. I panicked a little, and sat up. There was soft grass and leaves around me. Matt must have dragged them over. I smiled. He was just as caring and thoughtful as ever. Speaking of him, where did he go?
At first I panicked, but then calmed down a little. He must have regained consciousness to get up. But where was he? Ohh, then he must have noticed the way I was sleeping, how embarrassing! I wonder if he suspected anything.
I stood up and shook the leaves from my clothes and my hair, a little irritated that I looked like a mess and I could do nothing about it. I wondered what time it was, and if time in the Digital World still ran faster than in ours.
"Hey there Sleeping Beauty." (A/N Such a hackneyed expression, I know ^^U)
I blushed and looked at Matt. I felt kind of silly all of a sudden, and started giggling. He gave me a strange look and smiled. Great, now he thought I'm weird. I cleared my throat.
"So... what do you think is happening?" I asked him, helping him arrange the wood he was carrying on the ground.
"More trouble?" he shrugged.
"You think the others are here too?"
He didn't say anything, and for one crazy moment I felt alone. But I was thinking nonsense, I knew that. He looked at me and smiled softly.
"Don't worry, we're perfectly safe," he said in a reassuring voice. I mentally slapped myself. Now he thought me a coward, too. But loosing friends and family can do that to a person.
Yama-kun, you have no idea how much I've changed. Only when everything's back to normal, maybe then I can be that carefree person I once was. And here with you, it feels like the others are here too, like I'm once again part of something bigger than myself.
I shuffled closer to him on my knees, and watched over his shoulder as he tried to get the fire started with a piece of paper and a lighter. He sure was always prepared.
"What are we going to eat?" I mused, but Matt heard me, and pointed to the side of our little campsite. The little pile of what looked like green apples looked especially good to my hungry eyes.
"Then what's the fire for?" I inquired. Matt laughed.
"Those are meat apples, you have to cook them first," he explained, and I felt a little childish, being so ignorant. "I came across them that day I left the group, remember?" I nodded. I remembered everything we went through on our adventures, and I told him that. He stopped laughing, and looked at me seriously, almost with pity.
"Was it hard?"
Huh? Yamato's interested in how I feel once again?
"Well..."
"I mean, being separated from the group," he was looking into my face, and really seemed like he somewhat cared. I thought it would sound wimpy if I told him the truth, so I said,
"Not really, I adjusted."
I don't know if he bought it, but he nodded a couple of times. The fire rose up, and felt warm, even though I wasn't cold before. Matt rose and poked a couple of apples through with long sticks. He handed one to me, and we sat in silence as the apples roasted over the fire. I wanted to tell him that I lied just them, and that all I really wanted was to be back in Japan, and to be with him, but the words wouldn't form.
"Careful, your apple's burning," Matt said quickly, and diverted my stick from the fire. Once again I blushed madly and felt so stupid. Why did he always make me feel this way? Why do I have to be such a klutz around him? I didn't like it, but I wanted to be near him. I didn't want to feel this way, but I always did when I was with him. Why couldn't I be normal and stop obsessing over Yamato?
But the answer was disgustingly simple - he was perfect, and there was nothing I could do about it. I hated the fact that I was so helpless when it came to him, but that is the truth.
Suddenly Matt turned to me, and put his free hand around my shoulders, pulling me close.
"Hey," he murmured, "I just noticed - we're completely alone."
I stared up into his eyes as he started to lean forwards, caressing my face with his lips, and trailing down to my neck. I moaned, and leaned back into the grass, with him on top of me. He started repeating my name, first a mere whisper, growing louder, Sora, Sora...
"Sora! Hey Sora!"
I opened my eyes, only now realizing that they were closed before. I was still sitting on the ground, my untouched mean apple getting cold in my hands. I looked beside me, but Matt wasn't there.
"Hey, you asleep again?" he jogged to me and crouched, an amused look on his face.
"Sorry, I guess I spaced out," I told him, laughing slightly. Again with the hallucinations? What's wrong with me?
"I figure it would be pointless sitting here all the time," Matt continued. "I think we should at least try to find some clues to explain our being here. And maybe the others are here too..."
After that I wasn't really listening. All I could focus on is how frighteningly real my daydreams about Matt were becoming. Did they have something to do with us ending up in the Digital World, or were they merely the outcome of my over-active hormones? "So, you ready?" Matt stood up, and stretched out his hand. I grabbed it and he pulled me up. Then he proceeded to put out the fire and throw the burnt coal and unused sticks back into the bushes, and masking our presence. I watched, nibbling on my meat apple which tasted amazingly like a hamburger.
"Wouldn't want anyone following us," he said to me when he was done. I thought it a little odd, but didn't say anything. Matt must have known what he was talking about.
"Do you think we'll find our Digimon too?" I wondered aloud as we walked through the forest.
"Who knows," Matt shrugged. It seemed like he didn't really care. We walked in silence for a while, until Matt stopped abruptly.
"What's -" I started to look around for a reason, but he held out his hand to silence me. He eyed the bushes for something, and I just stood there next to him.
"Don't move," Matt whispered, and I felt a little scared. What had he seen that he thought was some kind of danger?
Suddenly, a soft swish filled the air around us, and I heard tearing cloth. Matt softly cried out, and clutched his bleeding shoulder. The knife stuck in the tree behind us, a little drop of blood sliding down the blade.
Everything happened so fast I barely had time to react. The next thing I knew, a tall cloaked figure stood in front of us.
"Now you die, traitor!" it screamed, and unsheathed a sharp katana.
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Cliffhanger!!!!! Maybe I should change my nickname to "Cliffhanger Queen"... I'll think about it! *thinks* nah... it's *not always* a cliffhanger. But this one is! MUAHAHA! Looks like I get to keep yall guessing until the next chapter! My evil angel, Myself, told me to do this. I'm merely the hyper weirdo that does his bidding. Don't worry, I have a good angel too, his name is Me. It's thanks to him that you get this update!! ^_^ Please review, it's my inspiration!!!
By Anime Queen
*********************************************************************
Well, I'm back!!! I don't feel like doing an introduction, so I'll go straight to the
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, and all that other legal stuff so I won't end up in jail (cuz then I won't be able to update!)
Enjoy, and please don't forget to review!!! ^_^
*******************************************************************
Chapter 5
I woke up, and it was already morning. I opened my eyes, expecting to find Matt's unconscious form near me, but he was gone. I panicked a little, and sat up. There was soft grass and leaves around me. Matt must have dragged them over. I smiled. He was just as caring and thoughtful as ever. Speaking of him, where did he go?
At first I panicked, but then calmed down a little. He must have regained consciousness to get up. But where was he? Ohh, then he must have noticed the way I was sleeping, how embarrassing! I wonder if he suspected anything.
I stood up and shook the leaves from my clothes and my hair, a little irritated that I looked like a mess and I could do nothing about it. I wondered what time it was, and if time in the Digital World still ran faster than in ours.
"Hey there Sleeping Beauty." (A/N Such a hackneyed expression, I know ^^U)
I blushed and looked at Matt. I felt kind of silly all of a sudden, and started giggling. He gave me a strange look and smiled. Great, now he thought I'm weird. I cleared my throat.
"So... what do you think is happening?" I asked him, helping him arrange the wood he was carrying on the ground.
"More trouble?" he shrugged.
"You think the others are here too?"
He didn't say anything, and for one crazy moment I felt alone. But I was thinking nonsense, I knew that. He looked at me and smiled softly.
"Don't worry, we're perfectly safe," he said in a reassuring voice. I mentally slapped myself. Now he thought me a coward, too. But loosing friends and family can do that to a person.
Yama-kun, you have no idea how much I've changed. Only when everything's back to normal, maybe then I can be that carefree person I once was. And here with you, it feels like the others are here too, like I'm once again part of something bigger than myself.
I shuffled closer to him on my knees, and watched over his shoulder as he tried to get the fire started with a piece of paper and a lighter. He sure was always prepared.
"What are we going to eat?" I mused, but Matt heard me, and pointed to the side of our little campsite. The little pile of what looked like green apples looked especially good to my hungry eyes.
"Then what's the fire for?" I inquired. Matt laughed.
"Those are meat apples, you have to cook them first," he explained, and I felt a little childish, being so ignorant. "I came across them that day I left the group, remember?" I nodded. I remembered everything we went through on our adventures, and I told him that. He stopped laughing, and looked at me seriously, almost with pity.
"Was it hard?"
Huh? Yamato's interested in how I feel once again?
"Well..."
"I mean, being separated from the group," he was looking into my face, and really seemed like he somewhat cared. I thought it would sound wimpy if I told him the truth, so I said,
"Not really, I adjusted."
I don't know if he bought it, but he nodded a couple of times. The fire rose up, and felt warm, even though I wasn't cold before. Matt rose and poked a couple of apples through with long sticks. He handed one to me, and we sat in silence as the apples roasted over the fire. I wanted to tell him that I lied just them, and that all I really wanted was to be back in Japan, and to be with him, but the words wouldn't form.
"Careful, your apple's burning," Matt said quickly, and diverted my stick from the fire. Once again I blushed madly and felt so stupid. Why did he always make me feel this way? Why do I have to be such a klutz around him? I didn't like it, but I wanted to be near him. I didn't want to feel this way, but I always did when I was with him. Why couldn't I be normal and stop obsessing over Yamato?
But the answer was disgustingly simple - he was perfect, and there was nothing I could do about it. I hated the fact that I was so helpless when it came to him, but that is the truth.
Suddenly Matt turned to me, and put his free hand around my shoulders, pulling me close.
"Hey," he murmured, "I just noticed - we're completely alone."
I stared up into his eyes as he started to lean forwards, caressing my face with his lips, and trailing down to my neck. I moaned, and leaned back into the grass, with him on top of me. He started repeating my name, first a mere whisper, growing louder, Sora, Sora...
"Sora! Hey Sora!"
I opened my eyes, only now realizing that they were closed before. I was still sitting on the ground, my untouched mean apple getting cold in my hands. I looked beside me, but Matt wasn't there.
"Hey, you asleep again?" he jogged to me and crouched, an amused look on his face.
"Sorry, I guess I spaced out," I told him, laughing slightly. Again with the hallucinations? What's wrong with me?
"I figure it would be pointless sitting here all the time," Matt continued. "I think we should at least try to find some clues to explain our being here. And maybe the others are here too..."
After that I wasn't really listening. All I could focus on is how frighteningly real my daydreams about Matt were becoming. Did they have something to do with us ending up in the Digital World, or were they merely the outcome of my over-active hormones? "So, you ready?" Matt stood up, and stretched out his hand. I grabbed it and he pulled me up. Then he proceeded to put out the fire and throw the burnt coal and unused sticks back into the bushes, and masking our presence. I watched, nibbling on my meat apple which tasted amazingly like a hamburger.
"Wouldn't want anyone following us," he said to me when he was done. I thought it a little odd, but didn't say anything. Matt must have known what he was talking about.
"Do you think we'll find our Digimon too?" I wondered aloud as we walked through the forest.
"Who knows," Matt shrugged. It seemed like he didn't really care. We walked in silence for a while, until Matt stopped abruptly.
"What's -" I started to look around for a reason, but he held out his hand to silence me. He eyed the bushes for something, and I just stood there next to him.
"Don't move," Matt whispered, and I felt a little scared. What had he seen that he thought was some kind of danger?
Suddenly, a soft swish filled the air around us, and I heard tearing cloth. Matt softly cried out, and clutched his bleeding shoulder. The knife stuck in the tree behind us, a little drop of blood sliding down the blade.
Everything happened so fast I barely had time to react. The next thing I knew, a tall cloaked figure stood in front of us.
"Now you die, traitor!" it screamed, and unsheathed a sharp katana.
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Cliffhanger!!!!! Maybe I should change my nickname to "Cliffhanger Queen"... I'll think about it! *thinks* nah... it's *not always* a cliffhanger. But this one is! MUAHAHA! Looks like I get to keep yall guessing until the next chapter! My evil angel, Myself, told me to do this. I'm merely the hyper weirdo that does his bidding. Don't worry, I have a good angel too, his name is Me. It's thanks to him that you get this update!! ^_^ Please review, it's my inspiration!!!