Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon Frontier, in any way, shape or form. It's
owned by those wonderful people at Bandai. All I own are my original
characters and the idea behind this story.
A/N I now this chapter is short, but after much deliberation I wanted to do it this way, and I wanted to clarify certain events. If I sound like an insane rambler, forgive me, just review and say so. :) All reviews can be sent to my email, a_coucill@hotmail.com or dark_duo_2@hotmail.com
P.S. As a final thought, "If you can understand the me, then I can understand the you." - Metallica, The Unforgiven II
* BEEP BEEP! Wake up, Wake up! *
My eyes snapped open as my alarm clock blared into my ear that it was time to get up. My eyes felt wet, so I checked them and found that there were tears in them. Nightmares again. I stumbled out of bed and into the hallway, towards the bathroom.
"Zumi-chan? Are you awake? Good, breakfast is almost ready!" Mom sang out from downstairs.
The shower managed to wake me up a little, but I just didn't feel awake. I probably needed more sleep, but I didn't want to face my dreams again, just yet. I got dressed quickly, grabbed my bag and walked downstairs to breakfast.
Breakfast was the same, as usual, and I left soon after. I normally walked to school alone, and I appreciated the time I spent on my own absorbed in my thoughts, but as I exited my apartment building I saw Junpei sitting on the bench down the road which was odd. Junpei lived 15 blocks away, so why was he here this morning? I knew the answer, but I still refused to listen to the little voice in my head. Junpei knew I didn't like him that way, I told him so a few years ago when he'd asked me on a date. So I pretended not to notice any of the several unusual touches to Junpei's attire. Including the rose attached to his shirt pocket.
"Hey Junpei, how's it going? What are you doing here this early in the morning?" I asked innocently enough. He turned to look at me, and a grin grew on his face. I didn't like that look.
"Morning Zumi. I just wanted to walk you to school this morning. Do I need a reason to walk my best friend to school?" He grinned at me again. It was weird, he looked. . . cocky?
"Um, ahh, ok. Sure, we'd better get going," I said checking my watch and noticing I was running late, as usual, "And we'd better hurry. C'mon" We started off at a fast pace toward school.
"Hey Zumi, do you remember that time that, ahh, he gave you that flower in the Digital World?"
I stopped suddenly and looked at him. Of course I remembered, it was the last time we'd talked before he went and, did what he did. I'd kept the flower, it had come back with me, I had it preserved in my room, but nobody knew that except me. "Y. . .Yeah?"
"Well, I found one just like it and I thought you might like it. Here" He said as he handed me a pink, tulip-like flower, I'd never seen another like it ever. Not here in the Real World.
"Thanks, ahh, Junpei, it's beautiful." I said keeping as straight a face as I could, while holding back the tears that threatened to burst forth.
"Listen Z," he began using his pet name for me, "I know you said no last time, but I'd really love it if you came to dinner and a movie with me this weekend. Don't answer now, think about it please, I really like you Z. . ." I didn't let him finish.
"Junpei! How could you! You know today's the anniversary of his death! And you know I love him, how could you be so heartless?!" I screamed at him, the tears streaming down my face. "I thought you were my friend Junpei!" I screamed as I ran past him. I couldn't bear to face him anymore, I couldn't believe that he'd betray the memory of Takuya like that! He knew how much I loved him. He knew, but he still did it anyway, and on the anniversary of our escape and his death! That bastard!
"Zumi! Come back, he's gone, you can't change the past. . .!" Junpei's cries followed me as I sprinted, half-blinded by tears towards school.
A/N I now this chapter is short, but after much deliberation I wanted to do it this way, and I wanted to clarify certain events. If I sound like an insane rambler, forgive me, just review and say so. :) All reviews can be sent to my email, a_coucill@hotmail.com or dark_duo_2@hotmail.com
P.S. As a final thought, "If you can understand the me, then I can understand the you." - Metallica, The Unforgiven II
* BEEP BEEP! Wake up, Wake up! *
My eyes snapped open as my alarm clock blared into my ear that it was time to get up. My eyes felt wet, so I checked them and found that there were tears in them. Nightmares again. I stumbled out of bed and into the hallway, towards the bathroom.
"Zumi-chan? Are you awake? Good, breakfast is almost ready!" Mom sang out from downstairs.
The shower managed to wake me up a little, but I just didn't feel awake. I probably needed more sleep, but I didn't want to face my dreams again, just yet. I got dressed quickly, grabbed my bag and walked downstairs to breakfast.
Breakfast was the same, as usual, and I left soon after. I normally walked to school alone, and I appreciated the time I spent on my own absorbed in my thoughts, but as I exited my apartment building I saw Junpei sitting on the bench down the road which was odd. Junpei lived 15 blocks away, so why was he here this morning? I knew the answer, but I still refused to listen to the little voice in my head. Junpei knew I didn't like him that way, I told him so a few years ago when he'd asked me on a date. So I pretended not to notice any of the several unusual touches to Junpei's attire. Including the rose attached to his shirt pocket.
"Hey Junpei, how's it going? What are you doing here this early in the morning?" I asked innocently enough. He turned to look at me, and a grin grew on his face. I didn't like that look.
"Morning Zumi. I just wanted to walk you to school this morning. Do I need a reason to walk my best friend to school?" He grinned at me again. It was weird, he looked. . . cocky?
"Um, ahh, ok. Sure, we'd better get going," I said checking my watch and noticing I was running late, as usual, "And we'd better hurry. C'mon" We started off at a fast pace toward school.
"Hey Zumi, do you remember that time that, ahh, he gave you that flower in the Digital World?"
I stopped suddenly and looked at him. Of course I remembered, it was the last time we'd talked before he went and, did what he did. I'd kept the flower, it had come back with me, I had it preserved in my room, but nobody knew that except me. "Y. . .Yeah?"
"Well, I found one just like it and I thought you might like it. Here" He said as he handed me a pink, tulip-like flower, I'd never seen another like it ever. Not here in the Real World.
"Thanks, ahh, Junpei, it's beautiful." I said keeping as straight a face as I could, while holding back the tears that threatened to burst forth.
"Listen Z," he began using his pet name for me, "I know you said no last time, but I'd really love it if you came to dinner and a movie with me this weekend. Don't answer now, think about it please, I really like you Z. . ." I didn't let him finish.
"Junpei! How could you! You know today's the anniversary of his death! And you know I love him, how could you be so heartless?!" I screamed at him, the tears streaming down my face. "I thought you were my friend Junpei!" I screamed as I ran past him. I couldn't bear to face him anymore, I couldn't believe that he'd betray the memory of Takuya like that! He knew how much I loved him. He knew, but he still did it anyway, and on the anniversary of our escape and his death! That bastard!
"Zumi! Come back, he's gone, you can't change the past. . .!" Junpei's cries followed me as I sprinted, half-blinded by tears towards school.
