Firstly, to answer Dragons star's question, I thought it'd be quite
interesting if Miyuki was nothing like Hikari, but you'll just have to read
the rest of the story. *Grins devilishly*
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Chapter 2 A Dream, Or A Vision?
By now, Miyuki and Haruki were hanging out at the town centre, sitting on one of the many benches. Together, they shared their chocolates, watching the many different faces as they passed. Haruki was identicle to Takeru, when Takeru was younger of course, so much infact, it somewhat frightened Yamato. "Uh," Haruki mumbled, looking at Miyuki with his big, blue eyes. "Shall we go somewhere, uh.. a little less crowded?" He asked, following Miyuki's gaze to the sky.
"Sure," with that, Miyuki stood up and ran a hand through her black hair whilst her emerald chasms scrutinised her surroundings. Haruki nodded and also got to his feet, taking Miyuki by her hand and leading her to an alley near by. Miyuki hadn't expected to be taken to such a place, and was quite confused. "Haruki?"
Haruki stopped and released his friend's hand, clasping his own behind his back. "Miyuki, um.." He stammered a little, trying to muster the correct words. "We've known each other practically forever, and well, I was wondering-" Haruki was cut of from his speech by Miyuki's scream. Unknown to Haruki, his friend retreated to the depts of her mind. There, Miyuki saw the mysterious dark figure again, approaching her with his hand held out. She couldn't hear anything that Haruki spoke, thus not catching his attempt to ask her out.
Disappointed, Haruki hung his head and walked passed Miyuki, convinced she was declining him. Miyuki stood there, frozen like a statue. The voice came again, calling her. Miyuki fell to the ground, her eyes leaking tears. She didn't want these dreams anymore. But what if they weren't dreams? What if they were visions?
Meanwhile, Hikari was seated on her soft bed, staring at her feet whilst Wizardmon filled her in on all the details. "So, you're saying that he will be back for me?" Questioned Hikari, fiddling with her fingers in her lap. Wizardmon nodded slowly, standing by the window.
"I'm sorry, but it's true. But he can't enter this world, physically at least. So he'd probably try to use mind games." Replied Wizardmon, sighing deeply. Hikari looked over her shoulder, directly gazing out the window. She said nothing else, a worried expression across her visage.
Back in town, Miyuki was still on the floor of the alley, droplets of perspiration dripping from her forehead. "It was," she mumbled, which was all she could muster right now. "It was.. It was.." Placing her cold, moist hands against the brick wall, Miyuki forced herself to her feet. "Only a dream," she finished, looking back to the entrance of the alley, which seemed miles away. It was only then she noticed Haruki was gone. "Haruki?" She asked, looking about frantically.
There was no sign of him anywhere. Miyuki sighed and faced the alley's opening, commencing to dawdle. She hung her head, thinking she somehow just fell asleep.. again. "Is there something wrong with me?" Miyuki asked, looking to the blue sky. "Is there?" She questioned again, but turned to the light, which was occassionally blocked by passing pedestrians. "I'll talk to daddy later, maybe he'll know.." With that, she stepped into the light and headed in the direction of the bus station.
[TO BE CONTINUED]
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Chapter 2 A Dream, Or A Vision?
By now, Miyuki and Haruki were hanging out at the town centre, sitting on one of the many benches. Together, they shared their chocolates, watching the many different faces as they passed. Haruki was identicle to Takeru, when Takeru was younger of course, so much infact, it somewhat frightened Yamato. "Uh," Haruki mumbled, looking at Miyuki with his big, blue eyes. "Shall we go somewhere, uh.. a little less crowded?" He asked, following Miyuki's gaze to the sky.
"Sure," with that, Miyuki stood up and ran a hand through her black hair whilst her emerald chasms scrutinised her surroundings. Haruki nodded and also got to his feet, taking Miyuki by her hand and leading her to an alley near by. Miyuki hadn't expected to be taken to such a place, and was quite confused. "Haruki?"
Haruki stopped and released his friend's hand, clasping his own behind his back. "Miyuki, um.." He stammered a little, trying to muster the correct words. "We've known each other practically forever, and well, I was wondering-" Haruki was cut of from his speech by Miyuki's scream. Unknown to Haruki, his friend retreated to the depts of her mind. There, Miyuki saw the mysterious dark figure again, approaching her with his hand held out. She couldn't hear anything that Haruki spoke, thus not catching his attempt to ask her out.
Disappointed, Haruki hung his head and walked passed Miyuki, convinced she was declining him. Miyuki stood there, frozen like a statue. The voice came again, calling her. Miyuki fell to the ground, her eyes leaking tears. She didn't want these dreams anymore. But what if they weren't dreams? What if they were visions?
Meanwhile, Hikari was seated on her soft bed, staring at her feet whilst Wizardmon filled her in on all the details. "So, you're saying that he will be back for me?" Questioned Hikari, fiddling with her fingers in her lap. Wizardmon nodded slowly, standing by the window.
"I'm sorry, but it's true. But he can't enter this world, physically at least. So he'd probably try to use mind games." Replied Wizardmon, sighing deeply. Hikari looked over her shoulder, directly gazing out the window. She said nothing else, a worried expression across her visage.
Back in town, Miyuki was still on the floor of the alley, droplets of perspiration dripping from her forehead. "It was," she mumbled, which was all she could muster right now. "It was.. It was.." Placing her cold, moist hands against the brick wall, Miyuki forced herself to her feet. "Only a dream," she finished, looking back to the entrance of the alley, which seemed miles away. It was only then she noticed Haruki was gone. "Haruki?" She asked, looking about frantically.
There was no sign of him anywhere. Miyuki sighed and faced the alley's opening, commencing to dawdle. She hung her head, thinking she somehow just fell asleep.. again. "Is there something wrong with me?" Miyuki asked, looking to the blue sky. "Is there?" She questioned again, but turned to the light, which was occassionally blocked by passing pedestrians. "I'll talk to daddy later, maybe he'll know.." With that, she stepped into the light and headed in the direction of the bus station.
[TO BE CONTINUED]