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The Homicidal Maniac

By: Kiriska

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Chapter Three: A New Person

Sora

I walked into the schoolyard. People were standing around everywhere, in their little groups, talking. Not even knowing about the awful murder that had just happened. Everyone was green, and not for the first time, I wished the school would cut the stupid dress code uniform crap. The uniforms were hideous and uncomfortable. I let my mind wander off to other things, away from the sudden death of a friend.

I spotted Taichi, Koushirou, and Mimi under the large tree in the corner of the yard. I walked over to them. "...standing there all alone. We should talk to him." Izzy was saying. "Hey guys." I greeted as cheerfully as I could. "Hey Sora." they said together. "Who should we talk to?" I asked, refering to Koushirou's statement. Tai sighed and gestured to the otherside of the yard. I followed his gaze.

Yamato was leaning against the steel fencing, alone. His arms were crossed and he seemed to be staring at the dirt. His hair was matted and uncombed, a fairly disturbing sight. Matt //always// had perfect hair. I don't remember the last time I saw him without his hair brushed, combed, and geled. Yamato's expression was as it was yesterday, stone.

"How are we going to talk to him? Just look at him!" I said. Taichi shook his head, "I called his house last night, his dad said he had stayed at the hospital." I blinked, "What? WHY?! Takeru's //dead//!!" I cried. And I erupted into sobs again, I couldn't help it. Tai held me as I cried.

The bell rang. The students piled inside. I forced myself to stop crying and followed the others inside. Yamato didn't move. I paused at the door of the building and looked back at him. He glanced up and saw me. His eyes were cold, hatefilled, it sent a shudder up my spine. This was not the Matt I know,...even in his worst moments. This was not Matt. I turned away and entered the building.

Yamato wasn't in any of his classes. We usually have Algebra and Biology together, but he was absent in both classes. At lunch he wasn't there either. I met up with the other digidestined at out usual table. "Has anyone seen Matt?" I asked, I was worried. I knew Yamato was upset, who wouldn't be? But he couldn't just forget about his own life.

Taichi sighed; he looked extremely tired, like he'd been up all night. "Yamato's still out in the yard." he answered, "He hasn't moved at all." I was surprised, Yamato had been out in the yard ALL MORNING?! "We really should talk to him..." Jyou said as he unwrapped his sandwich. "Then go talk to him." Izzy said. No one wanted to talk to Yamato, I realized. They were afraid of him. I remembered our days in the Digital World, Matt had always been the rebel. They were afraid of him.

"Well...he has to come back to school for band practice doesn't he?" Jyou reasoned. "I guess...Matt loves his band..." Koushirou answered. I stared down at my food. I had lost my appitete. Too much on my mind...and I had a big History test next period. A boom of thunder, I looked outside. Yamato was indeed, still standing there, arms crossed, hair messy, staring at the ground.Lightning flashed, followed by a another boom of thunder. It started to rain.

Yamato didn't even flinch, this thin figure leaned there, still. The rain poured down hard, and the sky darkened quickly. Within minutes I could no loner see Yamato in the corner of the yard. "Geezus! He'll get sick!" Mimi cried, staring out the window as well. Without thinking, I jumped out and ran outside. My shoes splashed in the water and forming mud. My hair became soaked in an instant. My vision was blurred by the rain.

"Yamato! You have to come inside!" I yelled as I ran. Matt didn't look up. I stopped a few feet from him, then walked closer. "Yamato! What's wrong with you?! you can't stay out here! You'll catch your death!" At that word, the blonde flinched, and I regreted my words. "Yama...I'm sorry, I know how you feel, please come inside!" Yamato looked up at me, azure eyes flashing. I was hopeful...for a moment. "Leave me alone, Sora." he said icily.

"Matt!" I was angry now. He turned away again, staring at the ground. "Come inside!" I shouted. "Go away, Sora." he muttered. The rain came down harder, I was cold. Lightning flashed again. I could see the expressionless face of my friend. His eyes were dark though, darker than I had ever seen them. I heard the bell ring. "Matt!" I urged, forgetting my anger in an instant. Yamato looked up at me again, "I'm not going to say it again, Sora. LEAVE ME ALONE!!" he screamed.

I stepped back, shocked. The last time I had heard Matt shout was back in the Digiworld. One of his fights with Taichi. "I KNOW YOUR UPSET ABOUT TK BUT YOU HAVE TO GET OVER IT, YAMATO!" my own words surprised me. Matt's eyes flashed again, "Don't tell me what to do, bitch." he growled, and shoved me. I fell backwards, but managed to catch myself. I stared at Matt, this was definately not the Matt I knew....The bell rang again. I gave him one last look. And rushed back to the building.

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