DISCLAIMER: I don't own Digimon, neither Jenrya (What a pity!!!) or Ruki.

Hope you enjoy this chapter, is the better thing that came out of my mind. And please, review. C-ya. ^_~.

CHAPTER 5 - Back to the origins.

Jenrya's POV

Flying through the sky was making me sick. All I was able to see were clouds.

'Guess I'm "cloud-sick"' I thought to myself.

I still don't knowing why my father let me go back to Japan. I lied to him and I was feeling guilty.

~FLASHBACK~

"But dad, I need to go back to Japan. Takato and I will work for a new computer company."

"What's the name of the company?" my father asked suspiciously.

"Umm.Err.New Computer Company." I said proud of myself.

"Ok. When do you want to go back?"

"Today!!!" I almost screamed.

"Fine. I'll call to the airline company." My father said tired and rubbing his forehead.

~END FLASHBACK~

The flight attendant asked me politely: "Would you like anything to drink? We have water, juices, whisky, vodka, brandy."

"No, thanks. I don't drink." I said cutting her sentence.

"All right, sir." She said and walked to the next seat.

The black haired middle-aged woman who was beside me said quietly:

"You seem to be very worried."

"No. I'm ok".

"There's something wrong with you. I can see it. I work in a Spiritual Center in Tokyo. If you need some help you can go there. Here is my card, son." She said and gave me a white card with a golden little angel near her name.

"Mrs. Toyoshima. the problem is.I'm." I tried to say but I was afraid to look like a fool.

"Umm.there's a girl in your past. a pretty one. She is a bit disturbed because she needs someone to understand her. Wait a minute.she is trying to talk to you but you seem not to care. Your sister, boy, can see her. They have been talking for 2 months already. You have a young sister, don't you, boy?"

"Yes. I have a little sister and she has been acting weird these times."

"It's not her fault, poor girl, she is too young to understand, but she has a gift, that's all. She is able to see both man's world and the spiritual level. You won't find much in Japan. The rest you will find where you belong. In your family. Sorry, boy, but I need to rest. I can't say anything anymore. And don't worry about giving me money. I don't work for it."

"Thank you, ma'am." I said truly thankful.

'So Shiuchong is able to see the world of the lives and the spiritual level. Well, maybe she can help me.' I thought to myself with a little smile on my face.

"This trip is totally useless." I mumbled.

A whispering voice said in my ear "Maybe not." But I fell asleep and didn't pay any attention.

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While I was walking around with Takato all over Shinjuku I realized how much it had changed in 6 years.

"So you lied to you father. I never thought you'd lie to him." Said Takato goofily.

"Neither did I" I answered looking at the apartment building I used to live in.

"Do you miss you're life here?" asked Takato looking at the apartment too.

"No, I don't miss anything here. Takato. would you do me a favor? I asked suddenly.

"Yeah, of course."

"I know Tokyo, ok? You don't need to be my tour guide. Would you leave me alone, please?"

"Oh.ok. See ya at home later, then." He was surprised with my request.

He started to walk away and I felt myself guilty, but I needed to do something important. I was walking on 'her' street. The sakura trees were shaking with the wind. I was walking slowly just to think of what I would say to her mother.

"That's it. Courage, man." I said out loud to myself.

My finger, somehow, made the way to the bell. Her grandmother answered the door.

"Can I help you?" she asked bitterly.

She walked through the beautiful Japanese styled garden and looked at me better through the gate.

"You're not a completely stranger for me. You are. you are." she said trying to remember me.

"Jenrya." I said to help her.

"Oh, you changed a lot. Come in, dear. Make yourself at home."

"Thanks."

We were walking back to the house when a whistling and warm wind blew, it was like the breeze I felt on my birthday, but it was more intense. A chill went down my spine and suddenly I realized that the wind was Ruki's way to keep in touch with me, to show me that she wasn't completely dead, just in the human's level. I kept walking, with tears filling my eyes. I dried them and got in the house.

^^^^^^^^ Did you like this chapter? Basically it is just an explanation of why does Shiuchong see Ruki. I'm trying to be as clear as I can about this topic (spiritualism). Now it's time for reviews, good or bad ones. Please, review!!! Everybody who wants to talk to me just send an e-mail or talk to me in MSN Messenger. My e-mail is on my settings. Ja!! @_@ (my brain is worn!!!) Chapter 6 on the way.