~~ Author's Note: To my... two fans that reviewed to this thing (what happened to the rest of you, eh?!), I wrote this story back WHEN the devas were the big stuff. Sibling hacked into my account and wiped out all my stories, so now I have to come back through and re-post 'em all. Even if you wanted me to do something else, in total I've gotten about 130+ reviews on this sucker the way it is, so I'm keeping it this way.

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I didn't hear you leave..
I wonder how am I still here.
I don't want to move a thing..
It might change my memory.

Oh I am what I am..
I'll do what I want..
But I can't hide..

I won't go..
I won't sleep..
I can't breathe...
Until you're resting here with me..
I won't leave..
I can't hide...
I cannot be..
Until you're resting here with me.

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"Let's go on that one... no that one!! No... no no no that one! Hey, I know! Let's go on them all!!"
Calumon jumped back and forth from Rika to Henry's shoulder staring at all the rides that were covered in bright lights. The sun still hadn't set, but it was dark enough to need the lights.
The digimon following with partners attracted a few looks, but with all the weird happenings around lately it wasn't a surprise. Children ran up to Renamon, tugging on her fur, thinking she was just a person in a costume, but Renamon kept walking, almost blind to all the children shrieking with delight around her.
But unlike Renamon, Calumon sucked it all in, doing a flip in the air and receiving laughs from the children, and few 'aw isn't it cute?' from some teenage girls walking by.
Rika just broke off a piece of cotton candy she and Henry were sharing and stuffed it in her mouth to have an excuse to not have to explain what type of animals Calumon and Terriermon were.
"LET'S GO ON THAT ONE!!" Calumon let out his loudest and most excited sound yet as he pointed to the tall Ferris Wheel.
Rika made a slight face, and fidgeted with the keychain she had attached to her jeans.
Henry looked over at her face, then smirked.
"Oh, we can't.. Rika's afraid of heights."
"I AM NOT!!" Rika snapped.
"Well let's go then." Henry smiled and started to take a few steps, then noticed that Rika was still standing right where she had been the whole time.
Henry turned and looked back at her. "Well are you coming?"
Rika let out a slow breath and nodded.
She hit him playfully in the back of the head. "What did you think I was, scared?"
"No..." Henry laughed, nudging her with his elbow right back. "A girl like you, scared? It's impossible!"
Rika sneered at him, or, tried to, because she had a smile on her face.
After waiting in line for a good half hour they finally were rushed onto one of the booths and they both took the seat and sat beside each other while all the digimon sat on the roof of the booth.
Rika looked out at the orange sunset setting under the horizon, and just kept her eyes on it, her having the seat closest to that window.
Henry smiled at her and leaned back in the seat, putting his one arm over it, and in back of Rika.
"I think we picked the perfect time to go on this.." he said a little quietly, almost as if he was talking to himself.
"Mmmm.." Rika responded, still looking out at the sunset, and not even noticing Henry's arm behind her.
She leaned back in the seat, and felt his arm behind her, whirled her head around to face Henry and glared at him.
Henry just smirked back and kept his arm there. "Deal with it.. I paid to get on this."
Rika groaned, crossed her arms over her chest and sank into the seat.
"Don't feel too bad Rika..." Henry grinned. "You can't win all the time."
Rika gave him the 'death-glare' and looked back out at the sunset.
Henry edged closer to her and played with what hair that he could get near without her ripping his hand off.
"You shouldn't be so sour, Rika... we're supposed to be having fun. And look, we aren't even a quarter of the way around this thing and I'm not about to share this ride with someone with this attitude.
Rika stayed silent, just sinking further in the seat and purposely didn't look at him.
Henry sighed, pulled her back up straight in the seat by her arm and turned her head using his finger and looked straight into her eyes.
"Are you going to answer me?"
Silence, and the same glare from Rika.
Henry lowered his arm a bit over her shoulder and made first physical contact that he could remember that wasn't being punched in the face.
He felt Rika's muscles tense, and saw her flinch at the touch, and Henry's eyes grew worried and concerned.
"Rika..?"
"Just leave me alone."
He heard her voice crack in her harsh statement, that was just over a whisper.
She jerked her head back and looked back out the window and sighed.
She didn't notice that her reflection in the glass could be seen by Henry, and the streaming tears down her face were completly visable.
"Rika..." he said compassionatly, eyes softening. "Rika you can tell me... I promise I--"
"My father."
Henry was cut off by a soft voice out of Rika.
He scooted across the seat and laid his hands on her shoulder, just to hear her gasp out of fright and to feel her shoulders arch.
He lifted his hands, then laid them back on her bare shoulders. "Go ahead.... I'm listening.."
Rika slowly and softly started telling the story to him, replaying that one night over in her mind.
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FLASHBACK
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"How's my Rika?" A tall blonde young woman walked into the bedroom, completly done out in baby pink, a small six-year-old girl laying on the silk and lace bed, watching her small TV that sat on the white wicker dresser.
The red-haired girl looked over at her mother and frowned.
"Daddy hit me..."
Her mother's eyes grew wide. "What?"
"Daddy hit me!" the small girl was growing impatient. Her teacher didn't listen, neither did the neighbor.
"Let me see." her mother walked over slowly to the girl, as she lifted her daughter's shirt up where the girl clutched, and saw the black and blue mark across it.
"Oh my god..." she whispered in horror.
"Mommy, it hurts!" the girl said softly.
The woman was silent, she stood up, and walked out of the room.
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That night the small Rika sat on the couch downstairs, walking the small doll on her legs and smiling at it. It was the only friend she had in the world. Daddy used to be her best friend until he got really mad.
She still didn't understand why he got so mad.. only that he did.
"GET OFF THE COUCH!"
A loud voice of an angry man boomed, and Rika looked up with horror-filled lilac eyes as a hand came and smacked her hard against her face, two hands laying on her shoulders, pressing down hard, and Rika let out a shriek of pain.
She blacked out, and next thing she knew she was in a car piled high with suitcases, her mother in the drivers seat, her father no-where to be found.
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END FLASHBACK
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"I'm sorry..." Rika said sharply, fighting back more tears. "It's stupid..."
They were half-way around the ferris-wheel now, Henry didn't have much time to break the ice.
He ran his hands down her sides, but froze noticing how much she had tensed up.
He decided just to scoot even more towards her and try to put his one arm around her.
He followed out his plan in sucession because she leaned back against his side, curling her legs up on the seat.
He just brushed a piece of her hair out of her face. "I'm here now.." he said softly, noticing she had let go and more tears were going down her face.
"It'll be okay.."
She curled up tighter into his side and closed her eyes.
They sat like that until the wheel started getting lower to the ground, and lower, and lower, soon they were opening the door of their booth and forcing them back out.
They walked out slowly, and Henry draped his arm over Rika's shoulder.
"It'll be okay." he repeated as she laid her head on his shoulder.
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The sun had set behind the moutain in the distance, and the stars had come out. The moon hung overhead, surrounding dark areas with a soft blue glow.
But with all the bright lights from the carnival, there wasn't much darkness to be found.
Rock and Pop music blared all around as teenagers crowded the walkways.
Henry and Rika were in the middle of the crowd that slowly was dying down as it was getting around ten o' clock.
But they weren't leaving anytime soon. At least that's how Rika saw it. This was the first time she'd ever felt like anyone cared about her, and she feared it all would end as soon as Henry took her home. They'd be back to normal enemies, yet friends at the same time.
She knew he and Takato were best friends, and Takato wouldn't approve of a relationship between the two. And if Takato didn't approve, most times Henry wouldn't even think to pursue it.
Rika brushed a piece of hair behind her ear and leaned a bit against Henry, a silent plea for him to put his arm back around her.
He just smiled and wrapped his arm around her waist and leaned towards her.
"Afraid I'll leave you?" he whispered in her ear.
When he went back to normal position she just laid her head on his shoulder and let out a sigh.
Henry had that way of reading minds. He could tell what someone was feeling no matter who it was.
If it was fear from Suzy when an earthquake shook the apartment building or forced anger from Rika herself, he'd sense it. He always sensed it.
"Don't worry Rika." he kissed the top of her head after he whispered again.
They walked on, ignoring the jealous looks of many teenagers walking by.
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Henry stood at one of the food-booths ordering the last meal he and Rika would eat there.
The lights blinked around it, setting it off from all the rest and catching both the tamers' eyes.
As soon as he finished a voice calling him made him sick to his stomach and he prayed with all his heart it wasn't who he thought it was.
"Hey Henry! What brings you here!"
Henry turned around abruptly to face Takato standing behind him, dressed in a bright blue shirt and blue jeans with the goggles everyone had come to expect placed firmly on his hair.
"Wh-wh-what are you doing here?"
"Flight got cancelled." Takato shrugged. "Soooo..."
Takato looked around a moment. "You come alone?"
Henry just looked at him a moment. "Well actually uh--"
Rika stepped up right then beside Takato and Henry cleared his throat.
Takato took one look at the girl then looked at Henry with a surprised look.
"You took her instead of me?"
Rika stared at Takato.
"I thought you left!!" she said rather sharply.
Takato stared back. "And I thought you hated to dress in anything but skulls and broken-hearts."
Henry cleared his throat again. "Well um..." he said as he picked up the sodas and two bags of chips he had ordered and handed one of each to Rika. "I'll... see you later."
Henry draped his arm back over Rika's shoulders and walked towards the tables at the other end of the path.
"HOLD ON!"
They both froze and turned around slowly.
Takato took a few slow steps towards them with a serious look on his face.
It turned an instant later to a lousy grin. "I'll come with you!"
Rika groaned inwardly. There went everything she'd hope would happen before they left.
"Goggle-head..." she snapped, turned abruptly on her heels and walked towards the tables, not even waiting for Henry.
Henry just watched her go and sighed, turned back around to Takato and gave him the first death-glare Takato ever saw out of him.
"LOOK WHAT YOU DID NOW!"
Takato took a few steps back. "Henry...?"
Henry just groaned and ran after Rika who had just slumped herself, back facing them, on a table about ten yards away.
"Rika!!" he yelled.
She didn't turn around at all, and soon Henry was sitting right beside her, too caught up in her to even notice Takato standing there watching.
Takato watched in silence as Henry ran his thumb down her cheek and both smiled.
"My God..." he thought to himself.
He slumped against a tree along side the dirt path that was shading the booth from the bright moon's glow and sighed.
This was definatly not a good thing.
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