Time line Post Digimon Express. This is a one-shot.
~ What hold does she have over me? Why do I keep coming back? Why did I come back to this Earth when I felt her in danger? The person who never wants my help? The one who hates my help. The one who takes every action I make as an excuse to show off? I wasn't even the one to save her. I just came back just in time to get mugged by a gang of brain invading spiders. A knight in shinning armor had already freed her from that thing's mind control. All she did was do what she always does, acted like I was an annoyance rather then an ally. There's nothing for me in this world. So why do I keep coming back? I ask myself this and her image keeps coming to my mind. What invisible chain does she have around my neck? This world is my prison, she's my jailer. What draws me to her like a magnet? Her skill as a Tamer? More then that. Because she's so easy to play? Never. Is it because she's always fighting back? Never giving up? Always trying to prove she's the better of us? She's not mine, yet I seem to be hers. ~
-What hold does he have over me? Why can I never escape him? Why am I his prisoner? No matter what I throw his way he just keeps on smiling. He just keeps enduring. It's like nothing can break him. I tell him to his face that he's not worthy of me. Yet he continues. He keeps a smile on his face like this is a game that he can't lose. For two years I've rebelled against the colder side of my soul. Yet, all he has to do is be in the same room, and it's like I'm back with my partner deleting monsters like no one's business and can't stand the idea of friendship. What power does he have over me that makes me this way? The fact he's out classed me both in real battle and in the card game again and again with no victory ever coming my way when it comes to easily when facing others? The fact he seems to be able to see into the soul I refuse to allow anyone to see? That he has admiration where I have fear? That there was a time when fear was what I wanted? He never shows fear to me. Where even goggle brain cowers before me he just stands with that smile of his. It's like he's stared death in the face so many times I no longer matters. I want nothing to do with him, yet I can't escape him. He's not mine, yet I seem to be his.-
~ - Or has the answer been around me for so long I've never noticed it? Something so in sight I'd never think of it? Something I'd never admit to anyone? In particular myself? Is it because I'm on the outside looking in? - ~
~ Her family cares for her. Even when she pretended they didn't exist they still loved her. ~
- His family couldn't be more indifferent to him. Even when he's there it's like he's just a shadow on the wall. -
~ Her mother. In spite of her outer shell she cares deeply for her. ~
- His father. He may act like a parent but Ryo is more a tenant than a son. -
~ Mom. I can't even remember what you look like. ~
-Dad. If not for that one memory I'd think I had just popped into existence. -
~- Are we two sides of the same mirror trying to break through the glass? -~
- I always wondered what it would be like to have a family that would just leave me alone. -
~ I've constantly tried and failed to remember, was mom as loving and caring as hers? ~
~- It should be impossible. But maybe it's the case after all. Am I . . . jealous? -~
"Oof!" "Ack!" "Sorry, didn't see you-" "Out of my way-" "You!/You!"
"Rika . . . for once . . . can we just talk?" He always was the one to take the first step. "Sure . . . works for me."
-Fin
Flames, comments, reactions: good or bad, praise, insults, rants, and occasional constructive criticism all welcome.
Just don't write "MORE!" since this is a one-shot story and those kind of reviews just leave me feeling empty inside.
~ What hold does she have over me? Why do I keep coming back? Why did I come back to this Earth when I felt her in danger? The person who never wants my help? The one who hates my help. The one who takes every action I make as an excuse to show off? I wasn't even the one to save her. I just came back just in time to get mugged by a gang of brain invading spiders. A knight in shinning armor had already freed her from that thing's mind control. All she did was do what she always does, acted like I was an annoyance rather then an ally. There's nothing for me in this world. So why do I keep coming back? I ask myself this and her image keeps coming to my mind. What invisible chain does she have around my neck? This world is my prison, she's my jailer. What draws me to her like a magnet? Her skill as a Tamer? More then that. Because she's so easy to play? Never. Is it because she's always fighting back? Never giving up? Always trying to prove she's the better of us? She's not mine, yet I seem to be hers. ~
-What hold does he have over me? Why can I never escape him? Why am I his prisoner? No matter what I throw his way he just keeps on smiling. He just keeps enduring. It's like nothing can break him. I tell him to his face that he's not worthy of me. Yet he continues. He keeps a smile on his face like this is a game that he can't lose. For two years I've rebelled against the colder side of my soul. Yet, all he has to do is be in the same room, and it's like I'm back with my partner deleting monsters like no one's business and can't stand the idea of friendship. What power does he have over me that makes me this way? The fact he's out classed me both in real battle and in the card game again and again with no victory ever coming my way when it comes to easily when facing others? The fact he seems to be able to see into the soul I refuse to allow anyone to see? That he has admiration where I have fear? That there was a time when fear was what I wanted? He never shows fear to me. Where even goggle brain cowers before me he just stands with that smile of his. It's like he's stared death in the face so many times I no longer matters. I want nothing to do with him, yet I can't escape him. He's not mine, yet I seem to be his.-
~ - Or has the answer been around me for so long I've never noticed it? Something so in sight I'd never think of it? Something I'd never admit to anyone? In particular myself? Is it because I'm on the outside looking in? - ~
~ Her family cares for her. Even when she pretended they didn't exist they still loved her. ~
- His family couldn't be more indifferent to him. Even when he's there it's like he's just a shadow on the wall. -
~ Her mother. In spite of her outer shell she cares deeply for her. ~
- His father. He may act like a parent but Ryo is more a tenant than a son. -
~ Mom. I can't even remember what you look like. ~
-Dad. If not for that one memory I'd think I had just popped into existence. -
~- Are we two sides of the same mirror trying to break through the glass? -~
- I always wondered what it would be like to have a family that would just leave me alone. -
~ I've constantly tried and failed to remember, was mom as loving and caring as hers? ~
~- It should be impossible. But maybe it's the case after all. Am I . . . jealous? -~
"Oof!" "Ack!" "Sorry, didn't see you-" "Out of my way-" "You!/You!"
"Rika . . . for once . . . can we just talk?" He always was the one to take the first step. "Sure . . . works for me."
-Fin
Flames, comments, reactions: good or bad, praise, insults, rants, and occasional constructive criticism all welcome.
Just don't write "MORE!" since this is a one-shot story and those kind of reviews just leave me feeling empty inside.
