Kiriska: Damns...it took me over a month to get it out...so sorryyyyyy!! x_x;;;;;;;;;;;
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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Moments of Peace
Sora
I paced. Back and forth from one end of the waiting room to the other. Koushirou was sitting on the bench with Kari, who was still unconscious. Tai was in a room somewhere having his wounds treated. They told us that the gash in the arm was pretty serious. Only one thought plagued my head; Why? What did we ever do to cause someone to want to kill us? Is it merely a coinicidence that we had been the Digidestined? Or did this; Resuko Aymichi hold some kind of a grudge against us? Could it be that he had been some lacky of Myotismon? The Dark Masters?
That was an impossible possibility. But then again, so was this whole entire ordeal. It is all a nightmare I will eventually awake from. Right? Takeru is dead and buried. Matt is in a nuthouse some miles from here. Mimi is being transported somewhere to be dressed and prepared for her funeral. There are only five of us left. Five. Including Joe. And I hoped Joe would come, I had no idea why he had grown apart from us. But I hoped he'd return. I sat down on the bench with Izzy and Kari, my legs hurt from the pacing.
"Are you alright?" The Keeper of Knowledge asked me. I gave a bitter laugh, "One of my best friends is in an ayslum, his little brother is dead, and another one of my best friends was killed a few hours ago. What do you think?" The sourness in my voice registered only a mild amount of surprise. Kourshirou sighed, "Know what you mean." he answered simply, "It's so unfair."
We sat there for a while in silence, each pondering our own thoughts. I guess I tried to calm myself, I guess I was almost feeling what Yama felt right after TK's murder. Anger and hate. I wanted so much to strangle that bastard, Aymichi. Make him suffer as we had, and make him die, then burn. Burn. I remembered his maniacal laugh right before he bolted. Crackling insanely as he clutched Mimi's dead body with one hand. Laughing over having taken a life. Heh. Funny. Right now, I'd probably be laughing if I were standing over his dead body. Scary thought. Being like that crazy jerk.
"Hey." I almost jumped at the sound of Izzy's voice. "What?" I blinked, turning to him. "Ever wonder what TK thinks about all this?" he asked, "I mean, I know he's gone, but if he was really an angel, and he's looking down on us, watching, what would he think?" I didn't know what to say, the thought had never crossed my mind. What would Hope think of all this? Would he be angry? Sad? I shruged; "I don't know...I never really thought about it." I answered. My friend just seemed to nod and stare off in the distance, still shround in his thoughts.
I was about to go over my thoughts again, but Hikari began to stir. Her eyes opened suddenly and they darted around the room, settling on me. She sat up and looked around the room once again, then at the floor. Her body racked with sobs, trembling and shaking. "Tell me this is a dream..." she whispered. I felt my own grief well up again. "It's not." Izzy muttered. "Mimi can't be dead...she isn't dead...just a dream...." Kari kept murmering.
Comfort was hard to give when you long for it yourself. I sighed, and placed my hand on her shoulder, what could I say? That everything would be alright? I would only be lying to her..and myself. So is this what Matt was thinking when TK died? This this how he felt? Now I knew why he kept yelling at us, telling us we were lying when we told him everything would fix itself. He was right...maybe we should have listened...but then...too many thoughts, too many unpleasent thoughts. My head swelled with them.
Hikari was ignoring me, simply staring blankly forward and ignoring the rivers that seeped from her eyes. A nurse came up to us, holding a clipboard and wearing a concerned mask. "You are Kamiya Taichi's friends?" she asked. The Keeper of the Crest if Light snapped from her trance and almost leapt at the woman, "How's my brother!?" her voice choked. The nurse backed up a bit and shook her head, "He had to get stitches in his arm, that gash was the worse injury, the rest is just bruises and cuts, though a few of them may scar a little."
Kari didn't reply, just sort of went back to her blank stare. "Can we see him?" Izzy asked. The nurse nodded and led the way. The three of us trailed behind her, uncertain. Tai would probably be furious, knowing him, he would want to get out of the damn hospital and track down Aymichi. That was what we all expected, but it wasn't what we got. Funny how in these situations nothing is what you expect...even the reactions of your best friends.
Tai's room gave me deja vu, it was only then did I realize this was the same hospital Takeru had been taken to when he died. But it wasn't the same room. But still, the scene before me was all too familiar. Tai was pale, like he had blood drained from him or something. His arm injury was painfully in view, it looked worse every time I looked at it. The gash, running from the mid-bicep to a few inches from the elbow, was a blackened-red color. The stitches didn't look clean at all, they were like large, thick strings sewn to bind the wound. Remember the movie, Gladiator? When he woke up and was being carried along in a cage and was about to become his infamous life as a gladiator? That scar he had? That's what Taichi's gash looked like.
Our old self-proclaimed leader glanced sideways at us, his expression was ...calm almost, like he was in very deep thought. We just stared at each for a while, not knowing what to say. "How do you feel?" Koushirou wondered, ackwardly breaking the silence. Tai shrugged, "Alright I guess...it kind of stings, but not that badly." I pulled a chair over and sat down. Izzy and Kari did likewise. "When can you leave, did they tell you?" My friend nodded, "Tomorrow if the antibotics work and I don't get an infection." he answered. "I hate him." Hikari growled suddenly, startling us all.
"I hate him. I want him to die." she repeated herself. We all knew who she was talking about of course, the murderer, Aymichi. This must be awful for her, I thought, she seemed so insecure. Tai looked away, then said, "So do I, Kari." There was an weird silence, then the door to the room burst open, the parents had come. "Taichi!" Mrs.Kamiya shrieked and pushed her way through us to her son. Mr.Kamiya followed her slowly and embraced Hikari. Izzy and I went to our parents. I didn't see Mimi's parents. Were they at the morgue to see Mimi? I shuddered at the thought. Where was Joe? Was he going to come?
The next 30 minutes was spent explaining to the folks what the hell happened. There was a lot of tears and words of comfort, but I zoned most of it out. I had already cried myself out, so I just nodded to everything said to me. At one point I saw a clock, it read 11:53. It was almost midnight, I guess Joe wasn't coming. Had we done something to make him hate us? My parents and I were about to go, when the door burst open once again.
Joe stood at the door, panting heavily. "Ran..two..miles...slowed...accident...horse...tired...Tai...ok?" All heads turned and blinked at him. "Joe! What happened?" I asked anxiously, I had totally given up on him coming. Probably because I expected him here sooner, it wasn't a long drive from his apartment to the hospital, but he ran!? No wonder!
"Sorry..couldn't make it...sooner..." he managed, gasping between words, totally out of breath. "Glad you could make it though." Izzy said smiling. "Is everyone alright?" The Keeper of Reliability asked, speaking normally now, well, kinda panicy, but he wasn't panting so hard anymore. "More or less." Tai grumbled, "Give or take a few bruises and a life." I sighed, well, I guess Tai had gotten over his shock, 'cuz he was acting like I predicted now. Joe paled, but didn't say anything, I guess he was the one in shock now.
I decided to change the subject, "What were you saying about an accident, Joe?" refering to some of the words he had said when he first entered the room. The blue-haired teen shook out of his daze, "There was a horse running around in the streets scaring people. It ran over this one guy." he answered. "A horse? Why would there be a horse in the middle of the city?" Izzy wondered. "Got me." Joe shrugged. We stayed there in the hospital into the late hours of the night, just taking about everything. It felt good to have everyone together..or, what was left of us together. But how long before another one of us is picked off?
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Kiriska: FINALLY done with this fucking chapter. @_@ Plz review...
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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Moments of Peace
Sora
I paced. Back and forth from one end of the waiting room to the other. Koushirou was sitting on the bench with Kari, who was still unconscious. Tai was in a room somewhere having his wounds treated. They told us that the gash in the arm was pretty serious. Only one thought plagued my head; Why? What did we ever do to cause someone to want to kill us? Is it merely a coinicidence that we had been the Digidestined? Or did this; Resuko Aymichi hold some kind of a grudge against us? Could it be that he had been some lacky of Myotismon? The Dark Masters?
That was an impossible possibility. But then again, so was this whole entire ordeal. It is all a nightmare I will eventually awake from. Right? Takeru is dead and buried. Matt is in a nuthouse some miles from here. Mimi is being transported somewhere to be dressed and prepared for her funeral. There are only five of us left. Five. Including Joe. And I hoped Joe would come, I had no idea why he had grown apart from us. But I hoped he'd return. I sat down on the bench with Izzy and Kari, my legs hurt from the pacing.
"Are you alright?" The Keeper of Knowledge asked me. I gave a bitter laugh, "One of my best friends is in an ayslum, his little brother is dead, and another one of my best friends was killed a few hours ago. What do you think?" The sourness in my voice registered only a mild amount of surprise. Kourshirou sighed, "Know what you mean." he answered simply, "It's so unfair."
We sat there for a while in silence, each pondering our own thoughts. I guess I tried to calm myself, I guess I was almost feeling what Yama felt right after TK's murder. Anger and hate. I wanted so much to strangle that bastard, Aymichi. Make him suffer as we had, and make him die, then burn. Burn. I remembered his maniacal laugh right before he bolted. Crackling insanely as he clutched Mimi's dead body with one hand. Laughing over having taken a life. Heh. Funny. Right now, I'd probably be laughing if I were standing over his dead body. Scary thought. Being like that crazy jerk.
"Hey." I almost jumped at the sound of Izzy's voice. "What?" I blinked, turning to him. "Ever wonder what TK thinks about all this?" he asked, "I mean, I know he's gone, but if he was really an angel, and he's looking down on us, watching, what would he think?" I didn't know what to say, the thought had never crossed my mind. What would Hope think of all this? Would he be angry? Sad? I shruged; "I don't know...I never really thought about it." I answered. My friend just seemed to nod and stare off in the distance, still shround in his thoughts.
I was about to go over my thoughts again, but Hikari began to stir. Her eyes opened suddenly and they darted around the room, settling on me. She sat up and looked around the room once again, then at the floor. Her body racked with sobs, trembling and shaking. "Tell me this is a dream..." she whispered. I felt my own grief well up again. "It's not." Izzy muttered. "Mimi can't be dead...she isn't dead...just a dream...." Kari kept murmering.
Comfort was hard to give when you long for it yourself. I sighed, and placed my hand on her shoulder, what could I say? That everything would be alright? I would only be lying to her..and myself. So is this what Matt was thinking when TK died? This this how he felt? Now I knew why he kept yelling at us, telling us we were lying when we told him everything would fix itself. He was right...maybe we should have listened...but then...too many thoughts, too many unpleasent thoughts. My head swelled with them.
Hikari was ignoring me, simply staring blankly forward and ignoring the rivers that seeped from her eyes. A nurse came up to us, holding a clipboard and wearing a concerned mask. "You are Kamiya Taichi's friends?" she asked. The Keeper of the Crest if Light snapped from her trance and almost leapt at the woman, "How's my brother!?" her voice choked. The nurse backed up a bit and shook her head, "He had to get stitches in his arm, that gash was the worse injury, the rest is just bruises and cuts, though a few of them may scar a little."
Kari didn't reply, just sort of went back to her blank stare. "Can we see him?" Izzy asked. The nurse nodded and led the way. The three of us trailed behind her, uncertain. Tai would probably be furious, knowing him, he would want to get out of the damn hospital and track down Aymichi. That was what we all expected, but it wasn't what we got. Funny how in these situations nothing is what you expect...even the reactions of your best friends.
Tai's room gave me deja vu, it was only then did I realize this was the same hospital Takeru had been taken to when he died. But it wasn't the same room. But still, the scene before me was all too familiar. Tai was pale, like he had blood drained from him or something. His arm injury was painfully in view, it looked worse every time I looked at it. The gash, running from the mid-bicep to a few inches from the elbow, was a blackened-red color. The stitches didn't look clean at all, they were like large, thick strings sewn to bind the wound. Remember the movie, Gladiator? When he woke up and was being carried along in a cage and was about to become his infamous life as a gladiator? That scar he had? That's what Taichi's gash looked like.
Our old self-proclaimed leader glanced sideways at us, his expression was ...calm almost, like he was in very deep thought. We just stared at each for a while, not knowing what to say. "How do you feel?" Koushirou wondered, ackwardly breaking the silence. Tai shrugged, "Alright I guess...it kind of stings, but not that badly." I pulled a chair over and sat down. Izzy and Kari did likewise. "When can you leave, did they tell you?" My friend nodded, "Tomorrow if the antibotics work and I don't get an infection." he answered. "I hate him." Hikari growled suddenly, startling us all.
"I hate him. I want him to die." she repeated herself. We all knew who she was talking about of course, the murderer, Aymichi. This must be awful for her, I thought, she seemed so insecure. Tai looked away, then said, "So do I, Kari." There was an weird silence, then the door to the room burst open, the parents had come. "Taichi!" Mrs.Kamiya shrieked and pushed her way through us to her son. Mr.Kamiya followed her slowly and embraced Hikari. Izzy and I went to our parents. I didn't see Mimi's parents. Were they at the morgue to see Mimi? I shuddered at the thought. Where was Joe? Was he going to come?
The next 30 minutes was spent explaining to the folks what the hell happened. There was a lot of tears and words of comfort, but I zoned most of it out. I had already cried myself out, so I just nodded to everything said to me. At one point I saw a clock, it read 11:53. It was almost midnight, I guess Joe wasn't coming. Had we done something to make him hate us? My parents and I were about to go, when the door burst open once again.
Joe stood at the door, panting heavily. "Ran..two..miles...slowed...accident...horse...tired...Tai...ok?" All heads turned and blinked at him. "Joe! What happened?" I asked anxiously, I had totally given up on him coming. Probably because I expected him here sooner, it wasn't a long drive from his apartment to the hospital, but he ran!? No wonder!
"Sorry..couldn't make it...sooner..." he managed, gasping between words, totally out of breath. "Glad you could make it though." Izzy said smiling. "Is everyone alright?" The Keeper of Reliability asked, speaking normally now, well, kinda panicy, but he wasn't panting so hard anymore. "More or less." Tai grumbled, "Give or take a few bruises and a life." I sighed, well, I guess Tai had gotten over his shock, 'cuz he was acting like I predicted now. Joe paled, but didn't say anything, I guess he was the one in shock now.
I decided to change the subject, "What were you saying about an accident, Joe?" refering to some of the words he had said when he first entered the room. The blue-haired teen shook out of his daze, "There was a horse running around in the streets scaring people. It ran over this one guy." he answered. "A horse? Why would there be a horse in the middle of the city?" Izzy wondered. "Got me." Joe shrugged. We stayed there in the hospital into the late hours of the night, just taking about everything. It felt good to have everyone together..or, what was left of us together. But how long before another one of us is picked off?
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Kiriska: FINALLY done with this fucking chapter. @_@ Plz review...
