A/N: Thanks for the reviews mickeylover303, Redrum, Soccerchick and
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And yes Soccerchick it was going to be a future Yamachi but we'll see. Hope you like this next chapter. Well her goes.. (Oh and thanks for the tip redrum! I havn't got the hang of getting the text looking right on this site yet. It looks different here than on word)
Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon or it's Characters
Chapter 2 - The Dancing Angle
At the erntrance to the nightclub there was a long row of people trying to get in past the bodyguards. Yamato, being one of their most popular visiters only needed to walk up to them and show them his pass that he had gotten once from the barowner. Inside the club was full and Yamato expected that the people outside probably wont have any chance of getting in tonight. He walked over to the bar and ordered his usual.
"One Red-Devil, please."
"Hey Yamato! How ya doing?" the bartender greeted.
"Fine I guess. Wasn't a very good day really."
"Oh dear, bad school day eh? I never had good ones either. Man, aren't I glad those days are over."
Yamato took his Red Devil Cocktail and went to a free table. He sat there for a while looking around and noticed a fermilliar face. Oh god I hope he doesn't come here. he thought.
"Hey Yamato!" the boy with red-brown hair said as he came over.
"Hey Koushiro."
"It's real full tonight hey?" Koushiro tried to shout over the loud music that had just come on.
"Yeah, wonder what made them all crawl out of their houses tonight."
"No idea. Hey look there's Jyou. Well I'll see you later kay?"
"Yeah ok"
Koushiro left their table and walked over to Jyou. Yamato had never liked Koushiro, god knows why. He ordered another drink and another until he got so board he decided that it were better if he just went home. As he walked through the club he saw someone he recognized but couldn't quite make him out from where he was stood. Deciding to go see who it was Yamato sqeezed through all the people so close he could recognize the person just by his hair. It was Taichi. He was sat at the bar drinking Cocktails by the dozen. Yamato slowly approached the half drunk boy and took the free seat next to him.
"You sure you should be drinking so much?"
"Why not? It's the only thing that's any fun here." The brunette turned to see who had bothered him.
"I'm Yamato. I was in your Math-class, or should I say you came into my Math-class."
"Oh right I remember. Wasn't much of a welcoming was there."
"Well no, not during the test. What happened back there in the Cafeteria? By what I could see you sure pack a punsh."
"That wasn't me."
"What?"
"Don't ask! I'd rather not talk about it."
"Ok then if you don't want to then we wont. Hey do you want another drink?"
"I thought you said I was drinking to much?"
"Well another one wouldn't hurt. Would it?"
"No guess not. But I'd rather not, I've already had enough." Taichi said looking at all the empty Cocktail-glasses in front of him.
"Fine, if you say so." Yamato ordered another drink for himselfe and obsereved Taichi a bit closer. Was he sweating?
"Hey are you ok? You seem a bit hot." He layed the back of his hand against Taichis forehead.
"My are you hot! You could cook eggs on that head of yours."
"No, I'm ok really. It's just a bit warm in here."
"Yeah now when I think about it, it is quite warm in here. Hey do you want to dance?"
"Ye-. No. I better not."
"Why? You with someone?"
"No it's not that. I."
"What? Can't you dance?"
"Yeah, but."
"Then why not?"
"Because I can't! I can't dance with anyone here O.K.?"
"Ok, Ok. Jeez calm down will ya."
All of a sudden Yamato felt it again. That cold feeling he had felt in the Cafeteria this morning was back. But this time it was way stronger. So cold, that even his breath could be seen. He started to shiver and Taichi had started too.
"Hey is it me or has it gotten colder?"
"Oh no, they're coming." Taichi whispered quietly so nobody but Yamato could hear.
"Who's coming? Taichi what's wrong?"
Taichi looked at Yamato, tears rolled down his cheeks and the only thing that Yamato could see in his brown eyes was the look of pure terror.
"Taichi? Why are you crying? What's wrong?"
"You must go now!" a voice came from behind.
"Sam." Yamato heared Taichi whisper as he turned around to see who was talking to him. Behind him stood a tall girl with dark-green hair, wearing their scholl-uniform.
"Who are you?"
"There's no time to explain. If you don't want to get hurt you need to leave now!"
"Are you threatening me?"
"No, but you need to leave. I'll explain later."
Just as she had said that Taichi fell to the floor and the room was getting even colder. The girl rushed to Taichis side and knelt down beside him.
"You need to go now."
Yamato didn't know what to do, it was all so confusing for him. Why did he have to leave? And why was it getting so cold? The girl was whispering into Taichis ear. It was loud in the room so Yamato couldn't hear what she was saying. Yamato felt a sudden pain on his cheek. He held his hand against the pain but it didn't stop. Instead it got worse and stronger. Something was making a big cut along his cheek and he couldn't stop it. As it bled Yamato fell to the floor and felt something kick him in his stomache. All the pain was just too much for him he could hardly stay concious. He heard the girl shout at him to run away so he tried as hard as he could. He got up and ran, limping out of the club all the way to his apartment.
In his apartment he quickly got something to stop the bleeding and sat down on his sofa. What on earth just happened? He thought to himself as he tried to stop the bleeding.
"Why are you home so early?" T.K. came stomping out of his room, only wearing a pair of boxers and socks.
"I'll give you three guesses." Yamato said showing T.K. the cut on his cheek.
"Oh dear, that's quite a deep cut. What on earth happened?"
"There was someone drunk with a knife. You can imagine the rest I suppose." He lied thinking that if he had told the truth his brother would probably think that he's crazy.
"Well you need a proper plaster for that cut, not a dirty old cloth. Yamato, what on earth were you thinking of. God knows where that's been."
"Sorry mother." Yamato said with a sarcastic voice.
"Very funny."
Tk put a big plaster on Yamatos cheek and went back into his room. Why did this sort of thing always happen to him? He thought about what had happened for a while and decided to ask the girl the next day. He went into his room and layed down on his bed, where he drifted silently to sleep.
"Yamato, . YAMATO!!!!!" T.K.s voice shouted through the cuilt of Yamatos bed.
"Not now T.K. I wanna sleep more." Yamato replied still half asleep.
"I don't care if you don't get up soon we'll be late for school."
"What? What time is it?" he asked as he was trying to find a way out of the tangled bedcovers.
"It's seven. School starts in half an hour. Now hurry up the bus leaves in ten minutes."
"Oh no, how am I supposed to do my hair in that time?" He got out of his bed and ran quickly into the bathroom.
Grabing a brush and some hairspray, he took five minutes to get it at least acceptable for him. Then he stuffed a bit of toast T.K. had made down his mouth and ran to the bus.
They both got there in time and at school Yamato went to his first class. Gym class He got changed and entered the Gym, noticing the girl who he had seen yesterday talking to his teacher. Was she a new student too? Yamato looked around to see if there was any sighn of Taichi but he wasn't there. The class all sat down on the long wooden bank.
"So students, I have a new student to introduce to you. This is Samantha, she will be in your class from now on along with Taichi but he has unfortunatly become ill today so he wont be joining us today. I hope you treat Samantha like any other student. Now you may sit down Samantha."
She took the seat next to Yamato mouthed the word "later" to him. He nodded and they went to their normal activities. In the lunch-break Yamato and Samantha took a table that was a bit more hidden so they wouldn't be disterved.
"So first things first. I'm Yamato."
"I know, Taichi told me yesterday."
"Oh how do you know him?" Yamato asked curiously, thinking of the incident that had happened yesterday.
"We've known each other since we were little. And have been best friends since."
"Are you two. you know."
"Going out? No, no, no. Taichi doestn't go for girls."
"Oh, I didn't know that. How come you both come to this school now?"
"We've moved together into an apartment that's quite close to this school."
"Hey, I live near here as well. Maybe we could meet together sometime."
"Yeah that would be nice. Oh, can I look at your cut?"
"Sure if you want."
Yamato pulled the plaster slowly of but felt no pain. Samantha examined Yamatos cheek closely and had a triumphant look on her face.
"I knew it!"
"What?" Yamato asked confused.
"It's gone. Ther's no cut on your cheek anymore." She replied smiling.
"What?? But it was there last night, I swear."
"I know, don't worry I'll explain."
"I hope so because I'm getting extremely confused."
"Well ever since me and Taichi were friends, Taichi always talked about these people he had met and talked to. The problem was when he showed them to me I could never see them."
"You mean like invisible friends?"
"Yeah, but later as we got older it got worse and anybody who tried to hurt or just like you want to do anything that exeeded the bounds of frendship with Taichi, the spirits started to hurt those people."
"Spirits?"
"Yeah. Yamato this is going to be hard to believe but Taichi sees ghosts and they hurt, protect and help him. Taichi has the Sight."
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++ A/N: Well how was that? Sorry that it's a cliffhanger but it seemed a good place to stop the Chapter. Please Read and Review!!!!
And yes Soccerchick it was going to be a future Yamachi but we'll see. Hope you like this next chapter. Well her goes.. (Oh and thanks for the tip redrum! I havn't got the hang of getting the text looking right on this site yet. It looks different here than on word)
Disclaimer- I don't own Digimon or it's Characters
Chapter 2 - The Dancing Angle
At the erntrance to the nightclub there was a long row of people trying to get in past the bodyguards. Yamato, being one of their most popular visiters only needed to walk up to them and show them his pass that he had gotten once from the barowner. Inside the club was full and Yamato expected that the people outside probably wont have any chance of getting in tonight. He walked over to the bar and ordered his usual.
"One Red-Devil, please."
"Hey Yamato! How ya doing?" the bartender greeted.
"Fine I guess. Wasn't a very good day really."
"Oh dear, bad school day eh? I never had good ones either. Man, aren't I glad those days are over."
Yamato took his Red Devil Cocktail and went to a free table. He sat there for a while looking around and noticed a fermilliar face. Oh god I hope he doesn't come here. he thought.
"Hey Yamato!" the boy with red-brown hair said as he came over.
"Hey Koushiro."
"It's real full tonight hey?" Koushiro tried to shout over the loud music that had just come on.
"Yeah, wonder what made them all crawl out of their houses tonight."
"No idea. Hey look there's Jyou. Well I'll see you later kay?"
"Yeah ok"
Koushiro left their table and walked over to Jyou. Yamato had never liked Koushiro, god knows why. He ordered another drink and another until he got so board he decided that it were better if he just went home. As he walked through the club he saw someone he recognized but couldn't quite make him out from where he was stood. Deciding to go see who it was Yamato sqeezed through all the people so close he could recognize the person just by his hair. It was Taichi. He was sat at the bar drinking Cocktails by the dozen. Yamato slowly approached the half drunk boy and took the free seat next to him.
"You sure you should be drinking so much?"
"Why not? It's the only thing that's any fun here." The brunette turned to see who had bothered him.
"I'm Yamato. I was in your Math-class, or should I say you came into my Math-class."
"Oh right I remember. Wasn't much of a welcoming was there."
"Well no, not during the test. What happened back there in the Cafeteria? By what I could see you sure pack a punsh."
"That wasn't me."
"What?"
"Don't ask! I'd rather not talk about it."
"Ok then if you don't want to then we wont. Hey do you want another drink?"
"I thought you said I was drinking to much?"
"Well another one wouldn't hurt. Would it?"
"No guess not. But I'd rather not, I've already had enough." Taichi said looking at all the empty Cocktail-glasses in front of him.
"Fine, if you say so." Yamato ordered another drink for himselfe and obsereved Taichi a bit closer. Was he sweating?
"Hey are you ok? You seem a bit hot." He layed the back of his hand against Taichis forehead.
"My are you hot! You could cook eggs on that head of yours."
"No, I'm ok really. It's just a bit warm in here."
"Yeah now when I think about it, it is quite warm in here. Hey do you want to dance?"
"Ye-. No. I better not."
"Why? You with someone?"
"No it's not that. I."
"What? Can't you dance?"
"Yeah, but."
"Then why not?"
"Because I can't! I can't dance with anyone here O.K.?"
"Ok, Ok. Jeez calm down will ya."
All of a sudden Yamato felt it again. That cold feeling he had felt in the Cafeteria this morning was back. But this time it was way stronger. So cold, that even his breath could be seen. He started to shiver and Taichi had started too.
"Hey is it me or has it gotten colder?"
"Oh no, they're coming." Taichi whispered quietly so nobody but Yamato could hear.
"Who's coming? Taichi what's wrong?"
Taichi looked at Yamato, tears rolled down his cheeks and the only thing that Yamato could see in his brown eyes was the look of pure terror.
"Taichi? Why are you crying? What's wrong?"
"You must go now!" a voice came from behind.
"Sam." Yamato heared Taichi whisper as he turned around to see who was talking to him. Behind him stood a tall girl with dark-green hair, wearing their scholl-uniform.
"Who are you?"
"There's no time to explain. If you don't want to get hurt you need to leave now!"
"Are you threatening me?"
"No, but you need to leave. I'll explain later."
Just as she had said that Taichi fell to the floor and the room was getting even colder. The girl rushed to Taichis side and knelt down beside him.
"You need to go now."
Yamato didn't know what to do, it was all so confusing for him. Why did he have to leave? And why was it getting so cold? The girl was whispering into Taichis ear. It was loud in the room so Yamato couldn't hear what she was saying. Yamato felt a sudden pain on his cheek. He held his hand against the pain but it didn't stop. Instead it got worse and stronger. Something was making a big cut along his cheek and he couldn't stop it. As it bled Yamato fell to the floor and felt something kick him in his stomache. All the pain was just too much for him he could hardly stay concious. He heard the girl shout at him to run away so he tried as hard as he could. He got up and ran, limping out of the club all the way to his apartment.
In his apartment he quickly got something to stop the bleeding and sat down on his sofa. What on earth just happened? He thought to himself as he tried to stop the bleeding.
"Why are you home so early?" T.K. came stomping out of his room, only wearing a pair of boxers and socks.
"I'll give you three guesses." Yamato said showing T.K. the cut on his cheek.
"Oh dear, that's quite a deep cut. What on earth happened?"
"There was someone drunk with a knife. You can imagine the rest I suppose." He lied thinking that if he had told the truth his brother would probably think that he's crazy.
"Well you need a proper plaster for that cut, not a dirty old cloth. Yamato, what on earth were you thinking of. God knows where that's been."
"Sorry mother." Yamato said with a sarcastic voice.
"Very funny."
Tk put a big plaster on Yamatos cheek and went back into his room. Why did this sort of thing always happen to him? He thought about what had happened for a while and decided to ask the girl the next day. He went into his room and layed down on his bed, where he drifted silently to sleep.
"Yamato, . YAMATO!!!!!" T.K.s voice shouted through the cuilt of Yamatos bed.
"Not now T.K. I wanna sleep more." Yamato replied still half asleep.
"I don't care if you don't get up soon we'll be late for school."
"What? What time is it?" he asked as he was trying to find a way out of the tangled bedcovers.
"It's seven. School starts in half an hour. Now hurry up the bus leaves in ten minutes."
"Oh no, how am I supposed to do my hair in that time?" He got out of his bed and ran quickly into the bathroom.
Grabing a brush and some hairspray, he took five minutes to get it at least acceptable for him. Then he stuffed a bit of toast T.K. had made down his mouth and ran to the bus.
They both got there in time and at school Yamato went to his first class. Gym class He got changed and entered the Gym, noticing the girl who he had seen yesterday talking to his teacher. Was she a new student too? Yamato looked around to see if there was any sighn of Taichi but he wasn't there. The class all sat down on the long wooden bank.
"So students, I have a new student to introduce to you. This is Samantha, she will be in your class from now on along with Taichi but he has unfortunatly become ill today so he wont be joining us today. I hope you treat Samantha like any other student. Now you may sit down Samantha."
She took the seat next to Yamato mouthed the word "later" to him. He nodded and they went to their normal activities. In the lunch-break Yamato and Samantha took a table that was a bit more hidden so they wouldn't be disterved.
"So first things first. I'm Yamato."
"I know, Taichi told me yesterday."
"Oh how do you know him?" Yamato asked curiously, thinking of the incident that had happened yesterday.
"We've known each other since we were little. And have been best friends since."
"Are you two. you know."
"Going out? No, no, no. Taichi doestn't go for girls."
"Oh, I didn't know that. How come you both come to this school now?"
"We've moved together into an apartment that's quite close to this school."
"Hey, I live near here as well. Maybe we could meet together sometime."
"Yeah that would be nice. Oh, can I look at your cut?"
"Sure if you want."
Yamato pulled the plaster slowly of but felt no pain. Samantha examined Yamatos cheek closely and had a triumphant look on her face.
"I knew it!"
"What?" Yamato asked confused.
"It's gone. Ther's no cut on your cheek anymore." She replied smiling.
"What?? But it was there last night, I swear."
"I know, don't worry I'll explain."
"I hope so because I'm getting extremely confused."
"Well ever since me and Taichi were friends, Taichi always talked about these people he had met and talked to. The problem was when he showed them to me I could never see them."
"You mean like invisible friends?"
"Yeah, but later as we got older it got worse and anybody who tried to hurt or just like you want to do anything that exeeded the bounds of frendship with Taichi, the spirits started to hurt those people."
"Spirits?"
"Yeah. Yamato this is going to be hard to believe but Taichi sees ghosts and they hurt, protect and help him. Taichi has the Sight."
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++ A/N: Well how was that? Sorry that it's a cliffhanger but it seemed a good place to stop the Chapter. Please Read and Review!!!!
