A/n - Haha! The next chapter! Now. I'm typing this up at the moment so.
yeah... Nyahahaha... oh yeah, and one more thing. Anything that's in
flashback mode is through Ryo's mind. And thing in between dashes is what
he's thinking. *Pulls out a remote kind of thingy* *pushes one of the
buttons* *whole screen goes static* *Teletubbies comes on* OOPS! Wrong
button... Hold on, I can fix it. *pushes another button* *static* *screen
eats you again so you can see in full screen view...*
"RIKA!"
Ryo ran over to her. She was hurt pretty badly. Almost every inch of her skin was covered in bruises and cuts. He was almost afraid to check for a pulse. His courage came back as quickly as it had disappeared, because he noticed that her chest was slowly rising and falling. He stared at her chest for a few seconds and then switched his gaze to her face, remembering that he was supposed to be helping her. He didn't like her, she just was his friend. He lightly pressed his fingers to her neck, too afraid to hurt her if he pressed too hard. There was a very weak pulse.
He gulped. Where could he take her? He lightly pulled her up into a sitting position. He pulled his arms around her into a tight yet gentle embrace. He had to keep her warm, it was autumn after all. He couldn't bring her to her own house. Her mom would panic, her grandmother would go nuts trying to keep her mom under control, and he might take the blame for it. That left his and Henry's house. Lets see, go to Henry's house, wake up the household, get Renamon all worried and overprotective and thinking she's a bad partner, or go to his house, where his dad was currently out of town on business, so the house was completely empty.
He picked her up and walked out of the alleyway. He needed to get her help, so he headed towards Henry's house. He stopped abruptly in his tracks. Up ahead where five guys, each looking like mean drunks. But something wasn't right. They all had red stains on them. Then it struck him. It was them! They were the ones that did this to her. To Rika. The one he lov. no, his friend. A wave of anger filled him. Rika coughed and he looked down at her. He tenderly wiped away the blood that began to run out of her mouth. He looked back up at the thugs. They began walking his way. A surge of fear overtook him. If they saw that Rika was still alive, they might try to... no. He wouldn't let them. But he couldn't defend her. Not right now, he was too tired, he couldn't bare to put her down, and the fact that they each looked like they could rip him apart like paper.
He quickly turned heel and began running in the direction of his house. After running the full nine blocks, being extra careful that Rika was comfortable the whole way, he burst through the front door. He didn't stop running until he was safely in his room. He collapsed to his knees. He put her down on his mattress, which was lying on the floor. He forced himself to get up, no matter how much he would have preferred to lie down and sleep forever. He stumbled down the hallway and into the bathroom, despite how much his legs hurt from running. He grabbed a washcloth and ran some warm water over it. After squeezing out the excess water, he trudged back into the room. He plopped down next to her and began to dab softly at her cuts. He got up and went into the kitchen.
Ryo stopped in front of the cabinet and stared at it. On it was a birthday card that Rika had gotten him last year. What a memorable event.
~Flashback~
-I hate my father. He can be such a jerk some times. Why can't I have a birthday party this year? If he hadn't spent so much money on that stupid trip to Hong Kong, then I would have been able to.- Climbing into my favorite tree, I thought. I perched myself on a branch. -Nothing ever goes my way.-
I looked off into the distance. I saw someone coming towards me. If it was my dad, I was going to say I don't have the time or money to talk to him at the moment. But it wasn't him. It was too small and slender to be that idiot. Who was it then? It had to be a girl... but who would possibly want to come to see me? They're walking from the east, so I can't really see them. They're silhouetted against the sun. She turned, and I could see her. Rika? Why was she coming to my house? I watched as she walked up to my front door and rang the bell. My dad answered the door and after a few minutes of talking he snarled, pointed somewhere off in my direction, and slammed the door. She started walking towards my tree. I crouched low to the branch. I smiled. She passed right by without seeing me. I watched as she looked around for a while, calling out my name occasionally. I slowly got up and moved to another branch, so I could see her better. It was about twelve feet off of the ground. What luck! She sat right under me. I smiled again.
"Stupid Ryo. I come to give him something, and he disappears on me. He better not have gone to the digital world without telling me. No, Motodramon would have gone with him, and he's at Takato's house. Damnit, RYO WHERE ARE YOU!"
"Right here"
She looked up at me with pure surprise. I smiled down gently at her.
"You heard me call you! Why didn't you tell me you were up there?"
"Out of all the insults you screamed, and how many times you yelled my name, I never heard you ask if I was up here. So, you don't ask, I don't answer. Simple as that."
She smirked at me. She stood up and began to climb the tree. I scooted farther down the branch. She got up finally and began coming down after me. She got closer and closer. She finally got within a few feet of me, doing really well for walking on a beam-like branch, and I tried to scoot back on my butt just a little bit farther. The branch cracked slightly underneath me, and I lost my grip. She pounced for me at the exact same time I began to fall. I reached up as I did and she grabbed my hand. I just hung there, completely helpless. I looked up. She was breathing hard. But her look of shock quickly became very smug. She let go. I fell down six or seven feet onto my butt. Oh the pain... but she nimbly landed next to me.
"Why did you let me go?!" I yelped, with a slight hint of pain in my voice that I couldn't quite hide.
"You never told me not too." She replied. We were always playing these games.
"Yeah, well it hurt..."
"And? So what. Don't tell me all those years in the digital world as the Digimon Champion, you never fell once on your butt."
I Mumbled. She was right. All those time I fell backwards from an explosion that Cyberdramon created, and not one time did I complain then. I'm not even sure it did hurt. Maybe it was just because I was in the digital world... but at the moment I didn't get anytime to think about it, because she tackled me. After being pinned for the fifty-gazillonth time, I gave up. She got up and laughed. She held out her hand to me. After a moment's hesitation I took it. She smiled and helped me up. She looked pretty today... AHHH! How did that get into my mind? I felt like bonking my head against the tree screaming 'IMPURE THOUGHTS! IMPURE THOUGHTS!' but she held something out to me, catching my attention. I looked at her face as she gave it to me. She was looking away from me, a slight tinge of red in her face. I looked down. A birthday card? I took it and looked at it. I opened it and something fell out. I bent down to pick it up as I read the card aloud.
Hope your birthday turns out good, on this very day. I'll be your friend until your old, a friend that I hope will stay In your mind and in your heart, I hope I'll always be Cause I'll always be a true friend, starting now as you turn fourteen.
I looked up. She was blushing even more than before. I looked at what dropped out. A digimon card. I saw the digimon emblem on the back. I turned it over. It was a card I didn't have. The card with the crest of friendship on it. I had been looking for this card for about a year now.
"Thanks Rika. I don't know how to thank you."
"Y...Yeah. You can just pay back the favor some day. I have to go. I told my mom that I would be home soon."
"Bye then..."
"Yeah, bye."
~end of flashback~
He quickly snapped out of his daze. He opened the cabinet and grabbed the bandages. He wobbled unsteadily back into his room. He continued cleaning her up and when he was done, he bandaged anything that looked really bad. He looked at her shirt. It was literally in tatters. He tore off the bottom shreds that were still attached and winced; she had a deep gash torn into her side. He wrapped the bandages around her. It wasn't that easily, because his eyes were blurred from being tired. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock. Wow, it was already one o'clock in the morning. Where had the time gone? He quickly finished, and went into the bathroom the wash all the blood off. He filled up the tub and fell in, without even taking his clothes off. He turned the water off and sank up to his head in the red water. He leaned his temple against the side of the tub and fell asleep.
A/n - *computer spits you out* *Kylara is currently trying to sue the company that made her remote control thingy, when she realizes that she's the one that made it, and wondering how the hell Teletubbies got programmed on it* *deletes it from memory* Haha. I rule all! Now, how did you like the second chapter? Like? Dislike? Want to flame me about how I forgot to put disclaimers on both chapters? Go ahead, just as long as you read it and review it. Now... what's going to happen next?
"RIKA!"
Ryo ran over to her. She was hurt pretty badly. Almost every inch of her skin was covered in bruises and cuts. He was almost afraid to check for a pulse. His courage came back as quickly as it had disappeared, because he noticed that her chest was slowly rising and falling. He stared at her chest for a few seconds and then switched his gaze to her face, remembering that he was supposed to be helping her. He didn't like her, she just was his friend. He lightly pressed his fingers to her neck, too afraid to hurt her if he pressed too hard. There was a very weak pulse.
He gulped. Where could he take her? He lightly pulled her up into a sitting position. He pulled his arms around her into a tight yet gentle embrace. He had to keep her warm, it was autumn after all. He couldn't bring her to her own house. Her mom would panic, her grandmother would go nuts trying to keep her mom under control, and he might take the blame for it. That left his and Henry's house. Lets see, go to Henry's house, wake up the household, get Renamon all worried and overprotective and thinking she's a bad partner, or go to his house, where his dad was currently out of town on business, so the house was completely empty.
He picked her up and walked out of the alleyway. He needed to get her help, so he headed towards Henry's house. He stopped abruptly in his tracks. Up ahead where five guys, each looking like mean drunks. But something wasn't right. They all had red stains on them. Then it struck him. It was them! They were the ones that did this to her. To Rika. The one he lov. no, his friend. A wave of anger filled him. Rika coughed and he looked down at her. He tenderly wiped away the blood that began to run out of her mouth. He looked back up at the thugs. They began walking his way. A surge of fear overtook him. If they saw that Rika was still alive, they might try to... no. He wouldn't let them. But he couldn't defend her. Not right now, he was too tired, he couldn't bare to put her down, and the fact that they each looked like they could rip him apart like paper.
He quickly turned heel and began running in the direction of his house. After running the full nine blocks, being extra careful that Rika was comfortable the whole way, he burst through the front door. He didn't stop running until he was safely in his room. He collapsed to his knees. He put her down on his mattress, which was lying on the floor. He forced himself to get up, no matter how much he would have preferred to lie down and sleep forever. He stumbled down the hallway and into the bathroom, despite how much his legs hurt from running. He grabbed a washcloth and ran some warm water over it. After squeezing out the excess water, he trudged back into the room. He plopped down next to her and began to dab softly at her cuts. He got up and went into the kitchen.
Ryo stopped in front of the cabinet and stared at it. On it was a birthday card that Rika had gotten him last year. What a memorable event.
~Flashback~
-I hate my father. He can be such a jerk some times. Why can't I have a birthday party this year? If he hadn't spent so much money on that stupid trip to Hong Kong, then I would have been able to.- Climbing into my favorite tree, I thought. I perched myself on a branch. -Nothing ever goes my way.-
I looked off into the distance. I saw someone coming towards me. If it was my dad, I was going to say I don't have the time or money to talk to him at the moment. But it wasn't him. It was too small and slender to be that idiot. Who was it then? It had to be a girl... but who would possibly want to come to see me? They're walking from the east, so I can't really see them. They're silhouetted against the sun. She turned, and I could see her. Rika? Why was she coming to my house? I watched as she walked up to my front door and rang the bell. My dad answered the door and after a few minutes of talking he snarled, pointed somewhere off in my direction, and slammed the door. She started walking towards my tree. I crouched low to the branch. I smiled. She passed right by without seeing me. I watched as she looked around for a while, calling out my name occasionally. I slowly got up and moved to another branch, so I could see her better. It was about twelve feet off of the ground. What luck! She sat right under me. I smiled again.
"Stupid Ryo. I come to give him something, and he disappears on me. He better not have gone to the digital world without telling me. No, Motodramon would have gone with him, and he's at Takato's house. Damnit, RYO WHERE ARE YOU!"
"Right here"
She looked up at me with pure surprise. I smiled down gently at her.
"You heard me call you! Why didn't you tell me you were up there?"
"Out of all the insults you screamed, and how many times you yelled my name, I never heard you ask if I was up here. So, you don't ask, I don't answer. Simple as that."
She smirked at me. She stood up and began to climb the tree. I scooted farther down the branch. She got up finally and began coming down after me. She got closer and closer. She finally got within a few feet of me, doing really well for walking on a beam-like branch, and I tried to scoot back on my butt just a little bit farther. The branch cracked slightly underneath me, and I lost my grip. She pounced for me at the exact same time I began to fall. I reached up as I did and she grabbed my hand. I just hung there, completely helpless. I looked up. She was breathing hard. But her look of shock quickly became very smug. She let go. I fell down six or seven feet onto my butt. Oh the pain... but she nimbly landed next to me.
"Why did you let me go?!" I yelped, with a slight hint of pain in my voice that I couldn't quite hide.
"You never told me not too." She replied. We were always playing these games.
"Yeah, well it hurt..."
"And? So what. Don't tell me all those years in the digital world as the Digimon Champion, you never fell once on your butt."
I Mumbled. She was right. All those time I fell backwards from an explosion that Cyberdramon created, and not one time did I complain then. I'm not even sure it did hurt. Maybe it was just because I was in the digital world... but at the moment I didn't get anytime to think about it, because she tackled me. After being pinned for the fifty-gazillonth time, I gave up. She got up and laughed. She held out her hand to me. After a moment's hesitation I took it. She smiled and helped me up. She looked pretty today... AHHH! How did that get into my mind? I felt like bonking my head against the tree screaming 'IMPURE THOUGHTS! IMPURE THOUGHTS!' but she held something out to me, catching my attention. I looked at her face as she gave it to me. She was looking away from me, a slight tinge of red in her face. I looked down. A birthday card? I took it and looked at it. I opened it and something fell out. I bent down to pick it up as I read the card aloud.
Hope your birthday turns out good, on this very day. I'll be your friend until your old, a friend that I hope will stay In your mind and in your heart, I hope I'll always be Cause I'll always be a true friend, starting now as you turn fourteen.
I looked up. She was blushing even more than before. I looked at what dropped out. A digimon card. I saw the digimon emblem on the back. I turned it over. It was a card I didn't have. The card with the crest of friendship on it. I had been looking for this card for about a year now.
"Thanks Rika. I don't know how to thank you."
"Y...Yeah. You can just pay back the favor some day. I have to go. I told my mom that I would be home soon."
"Bye then..."
"Yeah, bye."
~end of flashback~
He quickly snapped out of his daze. He opened the cabinet and grabbed the bandages. He wobbled unsteadily back into his room. He continued cleaning her up and when he was done, he bandaged anything that looked really bad. He looked at her shirt. It was literally in tatters. He tore off the bottom shreds that were still attached and winced; she had a deep gash torn into her side. He wrapped the bandages around her. It wasn't that easily, because his eyes were blurred from being tired. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock. Wow, it was already one o'clock in the morning. Where had the time gone? He quickly finished, and went into the bathroom the wash all the blood off. He filled up the tub and fell in, without even taking his clothes off. He turned the water off and sank up to his head in the red water. He leaned his temple against the side of the tub and fell asleep.
A/n - *computer spits you out* *Kylara is currently trying to sue the company that made her remote control thingy, when she realizes that she's the one that made it, and wondering how the hell Teletubbies got programmed on it* *deletes it from memory* Haha. I rule all! Now, how did you like the second chapter? Like? Dislike? Want to flame me about how I forgot to put disclaimers on both chapters? Go ahead, just as long as you read it and review it. Now... what's going to happen next?