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A/N – What's up, this is the Hopeful Writer chapter of the story. Um, this is about war and it's effects on TK and Kari. So, that describes it. Just read, please.

Love, Hate, Pain, War

Chapter 2: Face to Face With the Enemy

By: Hopeful Writer and PhoenixChild

This Chapter by: Hopeful Writer

Takeru spun around in confusion. Where had she gone? He thought he'd see a flash of her chestnut hair, but she had completely disappeared.

"Is something wrong, sir?" one of his soldiers asked, noticing Takeru's bafflement.

"No," he mumbled, almost inaudibly. No time to worry about it now. There was a war to be fought and enemies to vanquish (A/N - I've always wanted to say that).

Moments later, the hard-hearted boy found himself on the battlefield, but his thoughts were still on the pretty stranger from last night. His focus was gone, probably not the best thing for this situation.

The battle intensified near Takeru and he was lost for a moment in the cloud of hatred. Guns were fired and swords were pierced through victims of a younger age than they were meant to die at. For the briefest moment, Takeru locked eyes with a tall, well-built individual with his brown hair affray. Suddenly the name Yagami clicked. 'That's Taichi Yagami!' he thought furiously. 'He's the leader of the rebels.'

Takeru could have kicked himself for rescuing the sister of the greatest rioter of the day. As it was, he just narrowly missed being sliced through the chest by a sword before he rolled nimbly away.

The honey-haired boy moved away from the battle field, shaking his head in disgust with himself. 'My enemy,' he thought hatefully. 'Does that make me a traitor?'

For some reason he remembered the soldiers he had seen, soldiers he had not recognized. 'Yagami's men,' he realized. An old saying made its way into his head. 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend.' Those people wanted the girl. He had to find her, to save her. It seemed like such an easy task. Only three things stood in his way: Taichi Yagami, his own soldiers, and the fear in his pounding heart. If only everyone was either bad or good. What an easy life that would be.

A/N – For now, that's all. I posted as fast as I could, so I hope it's good. It's your turn now, PC. Have fun.