DISCLAIMER*
I don't own Digimon
Author's Note: Glad to know that there are people who are reading and expecting this story. I would like to apologize if there is anything wrong with my past and present tense here, I seems to have mixed them up a little. Hopefully, there is nothing wrong, but if there is, please tell me (if there's really a problem, then, I can jolly-well forget about taking the O levels next year (). Just to clarify, I don't know if Death is an angel but in this story, Death IS considered as an angel. That's the good thing about fan-fic, you can mess things up (. I'm not too sure whether for Japanese, their surname comes first a not like the Chinese, so I follow the 'English' way and put their surname as the last name. If anyone knows which name comes first, please tell me, I'll make the necessary changes. Thanks!
Forbidden Love - Chapter 2: First Encounter
My name is Hikari Yagami and come a few days, I would turn fifteen. I belong to a small family consisting of my parents, an elder brother named Taichi and of course, me myself. Our family lives by the seashore of Tsuki, which is situated in a small country named Mizawa, and makes a livelihood out of fishing. While my father and Taichi are fishing, my mother and I would be at home doing household chores but sometimes I would also go down to the sea with my father and Taichi. Though we are poor, as we don't really earn much, we are content with our lifestyle.
There's a boy, who lives down the alley, named Daisuke, who seems to have a crush on me ever since we were little. He's not too bad looking I must admit and he's the young master of wealthiest family in our village. A handful of girls in the village have a crush on him, but he didn't seem to me that he wanted to accept any of them. By right, I should be very thrilled that such a good-looking and wealthy boy took a liking to me, but.. there's something .. something .. something I could not place my finger into.
I seem to be waiting for someone, and my heart feels as though it belongs to that someone.
I don't really know how to explain this. I was a very weak girl who consistently falls sick when I was young. Once, I remember, when I was eleven, my condition took a dip and I was on my deathbed, waiting for Death to claim me. Somehow, one would know when his time would be up. I remember breathing my last, I really do, but a few minutes later, I start breathing again, and I was miraculously cured of my illness which was till now, still deemed by many in our village and even in the eyes of Kido sensei, as a miracle. I remember that only my parents, Taichi and Kido sensei were with me, but I had this feeling and remember vaguely that there was still another person there. I questioned my parents and Taichi about it and they had confirmed that no one else was there. This troubled me at first, but it was soon put to the back of my mind, only remembering it once in a blue moon and convincing myself that it might have just been an illusion when I remember it again. And strangely, after this incident, I grew up as a very healthy and strong girl, who seldom falls sick.
However, I remember very clearly, that I am waiting for someone after my close shave with death. My heart is with him and he would come back for me, in the near future; he promised..
"Hikari! Hikari!" someone called out to me. That jerked me out of my thoughts and realized it was my mother who was calling for me. " What were you doing?" my mother scolded, but she wasn't angry and she handed me a tin can, " It's noon, your father and brother must be starving. This is their lunch, I've packed yours into it too. Have it before you come back."
With a nod of my head, I took hold of the tin can and went off to deliver lunch to my father and Taichi. Looking at the position of the sun in the sky, they should already be back on land, waiting for their lunch. I thought to myself mischievously that maybe I should quicken my pace if not I might find two piles of bones waiting for me there at the seashore instead.
After stiffing a giggle, I began to quicken my pace and it was then when someone called out to me from behind. I knew that voice, far too well. I turned round and saw a boy of my age running towards me, waving his right hand up high, trying to attract my attention and kept calling my name. He sports a spiky maroon hair and wore a simple blue T-shirt with a vest of a darker shade of blue it and brown shorts. He, like my brother Taichi, loves to wear a pair goggles on his head, by the way, goggles are my brother's and Daisuke's trademark. Honestly speaking, I still don't really know why they like to wear their goggles everywhere they go. But I guess it is the same with me, I carry my whistle everywhere I go " Hikari! Where are you going?" Daisuke squealed, stopping in front of me. I gave a sigh, lifting the tin can to his eye level and rock it gently before putting it down again, " Delivering lunch to Taichi." I gave a short and sweet answer.
"Oh.. I'll go with you! After that, are you free? Wanna go ride on Stella and Stacey?" he asked chirpily. Stella and Stacey are horses owned by the Motomiyas' family. Only two families in Tsuki own horses, and Motomiyas' family is one of the two. Like what I've mentioned earlier, this guy is loaded.
" Sure, you're welcome to go to the seashore with me. I believe Taichi wouldn't have any complaints with that." I replied. "But I'm afraid I cannot go horse-riding with you this afternoon. I have a lot to do today." This, I lied. I have nothing special to do. It was just an excuse not to go out with Daisuke. It was obviously a date; even a girl who had little self- conscious like me could tell that it was a date. I could have said 'yes'. Though I knew nuts about horses, I have always loved the feeling of riding on it. Daisuke and Taichi had tried in vain to tell me the breed of Stella and Stacey, but somehow, I couldn't remember. I have a good memory basically. I am actually the 'memory - manager' for my family, but I really can't remember the horses' breeds. I guess the reason I couldn't remember was because I feel that no matter what breed they are, horses would be horses. Beside, if I accept his invitation, some girls who have a crush on Daisuke might not be too happy about it. Why led the poor guy into thinking that you are interested in him when you know for certain and for a fact that you only love him as a friend and nothing else?
"Oh.. I see," disappointment evident in his voice. I felt sorry for him. Many a time I had wanted to tell him that I do love him, but only as a friend and nothing else, but seeing how happy he was every time he saw me, the words would seem difficult to get out of my mouth. Suddenly,
"Argh!!!" someone screamed.
Many turned to the direction of the voice. " That voice belongs to Miyako!" Daisuke shouted before speeding off to the direction of Miyako's place. Miyako is his cousin. If there is one good thing about Daisuke, I guess it is his sense of righteous. " Wait for me!" I shouted to Daisuke, before racing after him. Miyako's my friend too. Something terrible must have had happened to her. I saw many villagers racing towards Miyako's residence like we did. Though Miyako is a rather loud and blunt girl if you ask me, she has got a very nice personality, at the very least, she treats everyone with sincerity. Her long violet hair, her bandana and her large frameless spectacles are deem by everyone in the village as her icon. I envy her and Daisuke a little sometimes; they didn't seem to have any worries at all. Perhaps it's because their families are well off.
When we reached there, we found Miyako squatting down, her hands cupping her entire face. A little distance away from her, laid a teen around my age, facedown on the ground. He did not appear to have any visible wounds from what I can see. Most likely he had only fainted. Then I noticed something.. he has golden-blonde hair..
It was no big deal actually, it was not as if he's the first blond I have ever seen in my near fifteen years of life, but he looked strangely familiar to me. I soon realized that despite lying there for so long and having a crowd, no one was attending to the poor fellow. I walked towards him but was stopped by Daisuke, giving me the reason that this guy lying on the ground was a stranger and he might hurt me. I refused to believe him and ignored his pleads and walked towards the unconscious guy. I shook him by his shoulders gently, trying to wake him up. When it proved futile, I turned him over gently and I was stunned. He's .. he's .. very good-looking .. very handsome, very beautiful. He looked angelic despite looking very pale.
I've seen him somewhere! I know I've seen him somewhere but. . but I couldn't remember when, no matter how hard I tried to recall. He looks familiar but yet. . very unfamiliar and distant as well.. I know it may sound crazy of me to make the above statement, but that was exactly how I felt about him in that split second after I turned him round. Gasps could be heard from the crowd and I guess his beauty had surprised everyone. I tried to wake him up again and finally he stirred a little. Relieved to see that he was still alive, I sent Daisuke to call for KIdo sensei. Meanwhile, I kept on talking to him, in the hope that he would continue breathing until professional help arrive.
KIdo sensei and his son, Jyou, soon came running with a medical kit and a stretcher. I moved away from the stranger to the side to allow Kido sensei and Jyou to give him a brief check-up. The stranger's eyelids began to flicker a little and he opened his eyes. That caused another round of gasps from the crowd. His eyes, just like his looks were very beautiful. His eyes were shining with a miraculous blue though he was not feeling very well. I continued probing deep into my memory, trying to remember where and when I've seen him before this but a terrible headache soon overcame me and I decided to stop thinking. Maybe, me seeing him before was just like the illusion I saw after my close shave with death four years back.
" Not to worry. He's just tired and too hungry. A good rest and some food would set him straight back again. Jyou, lift him onto the stretcher. We'll keep him with us until he's ready to set off again." Kido sensei spoke aloud to assure the crowd that everything's fine. Jyou nodded in acknowledgment of his given command and help lift the stranger onto the stretcher and together with his father's help, they carried him back to their clinic. The crowd dispersed slowly and I went over to Miyako who had just recovered from her mild shock. Just like always, she's wearing her trademark bandana, her spectacles, a long sleeves white shirt and a light blue skirt. After comforting her for a while, I popped a question, " Did he do anything to you?" she shook her head and I continued, puzzled, " Then why did you scream?"
" I was coming out to water the plants when I saw him. He looked very pale and then suddenly he collapsed right in front of me!" Miyako squealed. " I tried to wake him up by pouring some water on his face but he didn't even respond to that! So .. So.. I thought he was dead and was so frightened that I screamed.." Mikayo ended her explanation in a rather remorse tone. " I couldn't contain that scream! And beside, he really did scare the living daylight outta me," she continued in smaller voice, head slightly lowered, trying to defend herself.
I sighed at that. That was typical of Miyako to do that. I'll be surprised if she didn't scream; Miyako wouldn't be Miyako then.
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" Dad! Dad! He's wake. The boy we just brought in! He's awake!" Jyou yelled. Jyou had been faithfully guarding the stranger ever since they carried him back. The boy's eyelids started to flicker and he was soon wide- awake. " Where am I?" he asked, while trying to force himself to sit up. He surveyed his surrounding. Clearly he's in a very simple room which only comprise of a small table, two chairs, a bed, a pot of flower, a flask of water, a few glasses, a picture of the seashore, a bed, a window and a door. The decorations though simple, were very heart-warming and make one feels that he's at home and comfortable as a result. A teen, a few years his senior he presumed, was sitting by his bedside. He looks very mature and has long blue hair all the way down to his shoulder and wears a pair of spectacles.
" You are now in Tsuki, a small fishing village. I am Jyou Kido. You fainted outside the Inoue's house, giving the poor girl a fright. You are now at my house, my family runs a small clinic, ya see. You fainted because you were too hungry and tired. When were the last time you have eaten?" queried Jyou. The boy looked down and answered in a small voice, " Around three days. I was robbed, so. ." He knew he need not continue on with his explanation; it was clear enough.
An exact copy but older version of Jyou soon came in with a bowl of porridge and handed it over to his patient. The starving patient drank the porridge at an amazing speed. ' He is really very hungry. .' Kido sensei and his son thought to themselves but they were too polite to say it out loud. " By the way, I am the village doctor here. Everyone here calls me Kido sensei. This is my son as well as my capable assistant, Jyou Kido." Introduced the doctor. Jyou added quickly as soon as his father had finished, " You can just call me Jyou, no need to be too formal. Care to introduce yourself?"
Hearing that, the sick boy immediately sat up straight properly and gave a slight bow, " Sorry to have caused a stir just now. My name is Takeru. Takeru Takaishi."
Hope you like this chapter! Please, if you have enjoyed this story, please let me know through the reviews. Even if you don't like it, please review too and let me know too, I'll try to improve on it. And just like the first chapter, the reviews would be able to give me an idea whether it is going to be a good idea if I continue on with this story. Hope you have enjoyed it and review! Please! If there is anything wrong with my past/present tense, PLEASE BE AS KIND AS TO POINT THEM OUT TO ME!!!!!!
I don't own Digimon
Author's Note: Glad to know that there are people who are reading and expecting this story. I would like to apologize if there is anything wrong with my past and present tense here, I seems to have mixed them up a little. Hopefully, there is nothing wrong, but if there is, please tell me (if there's really a problem, then, I can jolly-well forget about taking the O levels next year (). Just to clarify, I don't know if Death is an angel but in this story, Death IS considered as an angel. That's the good thing about fan-fic, you can mess things up (. I'm not too sure whether for Japanese, their surname comes first a not like the Chinese, so I follow the 'English' way and put their surname as the last name. If anyone knows which name comes first, please tell me, I'll make the necessary changes. Thanks!
Forbidden Love - Chapter 2: First Encounter
My name is Hikari Yagami and come a few days, I would turn fifteen. I belong to a small family consisting of my parents, an elder brother named Taichi and of course, me myself. Our family lives by the seashore of Tsuki, which is situated in a small country named Mizawa, and makes a livelihood out of fishing. While my father and Taichi are fishing, my mother and I would be at home doing household chores but sometimes I would also go down to the sea with my father and Taichi. Though we are poor, as we don't really earn much, we are content with our lifestyle.
There's a boy, who lives down the alley, named Daisuke, who seems to have a crush on me ever since we were little. He's not too bad looking I must admit and he's the young master of wealthiest family in our village. A handful of girls in the village have a crush on him, but he didn't seem to me that he wanted to accept any of them. By right, I should be very thrilled that such a good-looking and wealthy boy took a liking to me, but.. there's something .. something .. something I could not place my finger into.
I seem to be waiting for someone, and my heart feels as though it belongs to that someone.
I don't really know how to explain this. I was a very weak girl who consistently falls sick when I was young. Once, I remember, when I was eleven, my condition took a dip and I was on my deathbed, waiting for Death to claim me. Somehow, one would know when his time would be up. I remember breathing my last, I really do, but a few minutes later, I start breathing again, and I was miraculously cured of my illness which was till now, still deemed by many in our village and even in the eyes of Kido sensei, as a miracle. I remember that only my parents, Taichi and Kido sensei were with me, but I had this feeling and remember vaguely that there was still another person there. I questioned my parents and Taichi about it and they had confirmed that no one else was there. This troubled me at first, but it was soon put to the back of my mind, only remembering it once in a blue moon and convincing myself that it might have just been an illusion when I remember it again. And strangely, after this incident, I grew up as a very healthy and strong girl, who seldom falls sick.
However, I remember very clearly, that I am waiting for someone after my close shave with death. My heart is with him and he would come back for me, in the near future; he promised..
"Hikari! Hikari!" someone called out to me. That jerked me out of my thoughts and realized it was my mother who was calling for me. " What were you doing?" my mother scolded, but she wasn't angry and she handed me a tin can, " It's noon, your father and brother must be starving. This is their lunch, I've packed yours into it too. Have it before you come back."
With a nod of my head, I took hold of the tin can and went off to deliver lunch to my father and Taichi. Looking at the position of the sun in the sky, they should already be back on land, waiting for their lunch. I thought to myself mischievously that maybe I should quicken my pace if not I might find two piles of bones waiting for me there at the seashore instead.
After stiffing a giggle, I began to quicken my pace and it was then when someone called out to me from behind. I knew that voice, far too well. I turned round and saw a boy of my age running towards me, waving his right hand up high, trying to attract my attention and kept calling my name. He sports a spiky maroon hair and wore a simple blue T-shirt with a vest of a darker shade of blue it and brown shorts. He, like my brother Taichi, loves to wear a pair goggles on his head, by the way, goggles are my brother's and Daisuke's trademark. Honestly speaking, I still don't really know why they like to wear their goggles everywhere they go. But I guess it is the same with me, I carry my whistle everywhere I go " Hikari! Where are you going?" Daisuke squealed, stopping in front of me. I gave a sigh, lifting the tin can to his eye level and rock it gently before putting it down again, " Delivering lunch to Taichi." I gave a short and sweet answer.
"Oh.. I'll go with you! After that, are you free? Wanna go ride on Stella and Stacey?" he asked chirpily. Stella and Stacey are horses owned by the Motomiyas' family. Only two families in Tsuki own horses, and Motomiyas' family is one of the two. Like what I've mentioned earlier, this guy is loaded.
" Sure, you're welcome to go to the seashore with me. I believe Taichi wouldn't have any complaints with that." I replied. "But I'm afraid I cannot go horse-riding with you this afternoon. I have a lot to do today." This, I lied. I have nothing special to do. It was just an excuse not to go out with Daisuke. It was obviously a date; even a girl who had little self- conscious like me could tell that it was a date. I could have said 'yes'. Though I knew nuts about horses, I have always loved the feeling of riding on it. Daisuke and Taichi had tried in vain to tell me the breed of Stella and Stacey, but somehow, I couldn't remember. I have a good memory basically. I am actually the 'memory - manager' for my family, but I really can't remember the horses' breeds. I guess the reason I couldn't remember was because I feel that no matter what breed they are, horses would be horses. Beside, if I accept his invitation, some girls who have a crush on Daisuke might not be too happy about it. Why led the poor guy into thinking that you are interested in him when you know for certain and for a fact that you only love him as a friend and nothing else?
"Oh.. I see," disappointment evident in his voice. I felt sorry for him. Many a time I had wanted to tell him that I do love him, but only as a friend and nothing else, but seeing how happy he was every time he saw me, the words would seem difficult to get out of my mouth. Suddenly,
"Argh!!!" someone screamed.
Many turned to the direction of the voice. " That voice belongs to Miyako!" Daisuke shouted before speeding off to the direction of Miyako's place. Miyako is his cousin. If there is one good thing about Daisuke, I guess it is his sense of righteous. " Wait for me!" I shouted to Daisuke, before racing after him. Miyako's my friend too. Something terrible must have had happened to her. I saw many villagers racing towards Miyako's residence like we did. Though Miyako is a rather loud and blunt girl if you ask me, she has got a very nice personality, at the very least, she treats everyone with sincerity. Her long violet hair, her bandana and her large frameless spectacles are deem by everyone in the village as her icon. I envy her and Daisuke a little sometimes; they didn't seem to have any worries at all. Perhaps it's because their families are well off.
When we reached there, we found Miyako squatting down, her hands cupping her entire face. A little distance away from her, laid a teen around my age, facedown on the ground. He did not appear to have any visible wounds from what I can see. Most likely he had only fainted. Then I noticed something.. he has golden-blonde hair..
It was no big deal actually, it was not as if he's the first blond I have ever seen in my near fifteen years of life, but he looked strangely familiar to me. I soon realized that despite lying there for so long and having a crowd, no one was attending to the poor fellow. I walked towards him but was stopped by Daisuke, giving me the reason that this guy lying on the ground was a stranger and he might hurt me. I refused to believe him and ignored his pleads and walked towards the unconscious guy. I shook him by his shoulders gently, trying to wake him up. When it proved futile, I turned him over gently and I was stunned. He's .. he's .. very good-looking .. very handsome, very beautiful. He looked angelic despite looking very pale.
I've seen him somewhere! I know I've seen him somewhere but. . but I couldn't remember when, no matter how hard I tried to recall. He looks familiar but yet. . very unfamiliar and distant as well.. I know it may sound crazy of me to make the above statement, but that was exactly how I felt about him in that split second after I turned him round. Gasps could be heard from the crowd and I guess his beauty had surprised everyone. I tried to wake him up again and finally he stirred a little. Relieved to see that he was still alive, I sent Daisuke to call for KIdo sensei. Meanwhile, I kept on talking to him, in the hope that he would continue breathing until professional help arrive.
KIdo sensei and his son, Jyou, soon came running with a medical kit and a stretcher. I moved away from the stranger to the side to allow Kido sensei and Jyou to give him a brief check-up. The stranger's eyelids began to flicker a little and he opened his eyes. That caused another round of gasps from the crowd. His eyes, just like his looks were very beautiful. His eyes were shining with a miraculous blue though he was not feeling very well. I continued probing deep into my memory, trying to remember where and when I've seen him before this but a terrible headache soon overcame me and I decided to stop thinking. Maybe, me seeing him before was just like the illusion I saw after my close shave with death four years back.
" Not to worry. He's just tired and too hungry. A good rest and some food would set him straight back again. Jyou, lift him onto the stretcher. We'll keep him with us until he's ready to set off again." Kido sensei spoke aloud to assure the crowd that everything's fine. Jyou nodded in acknowledgment of his given command and help lift the stranger onto the stretcher and together with his father's help, they carried him back to their clinic. The crowd dispersed slowly and I went over to Miyako who had just recovered from her mild shock. Just like always, she's wearing her trademark bandana, her spectacles, a long sleeves white shirt and a light blue skirt. After comforting her for a while, I popped a question, " Did he do anything to you?" she shook her head and I continued, puzzled, " Then why did you scream?"
" I was coming out to water the plants when I saw him. He looked very pale and then suddenly he collapsed right in front of me!" Miyako squealed. " I tried to wake him up by pouring some water on his face but he didn't even respond to that! So .. So.. I thought he was dead and was so frightened that I screamed.." Mikayo ended her explanation in a rather remorse tone. " I couldn't contain that scream! And beside, he really did scare the living daylight outta me," she continued in smaller voice, head slightly lowered, trying to defend herself.
I sighed at that. That was typical of Miyako to do that. I'll be surprised if she didn't scream; Miyako wouldn't be Miyako then.
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" Dad! Dad! He's wake. The boy we just brought in! He's awake!" Jyou yelled. Jyou had been faithfully guarding the stranger ever since they carried him back. The boy's eyelids started to flicker and he was soon wide- awake. " Where am I?" he asked, while trying to force himself to sit up. He surveyed his surrounding. Clearly he's in a very simple room which only comprise of a small table, two chairs, a bed, a pot of flower, a flask of water, a few glasses, a picture of the seashore, a bed, a window and a door. The decorations though simple, were very heart-warming and make one feels that he's at home and comfortable as a result. A teen, a few years his senior he presumed, was sitting by his bedside. He looks very mature and has long blue hair all the way down to his shoulder and wears a pair of spectacles.
" You are now in Tsuki, a small fishing village. I am Jyou Kido. You fainted outside the Inoue's house, giving the poor girl a fright. You are now at my house, my family runs a small clinic, ya see. You fainted because you were too hungry and tired. When were the last time you have eaten?" queried Jyou. The boy looked down and answered in a small voice, " Around three days. I was robbed, so. ." He knew he need not continue on with his explanation; it was clear enough.
An exact copy but older version of Jyou soon came in with a bowl of porridge and handed it over to his patient. The starving patient drank the porridge at an amazing speed. ' He is really very hungry. .' Kido sensei and his son thought to themselves but they were too polite to say it out loud. " By the way, I am the village doctor here. Everyone here calls me Kido sensei. This is my son as well as my capable assistant, Jyou Kido." Introduced the doctor. Jyou added quickly as soon as his father had finished, " You can just call me Jyou, no need to be too formal. Care to introduce yourself?"
Hearing that, the sick boy immediately sat up straight properly and gave a slight bow, " Sorry to have caused a stir just now. My name is Takeru. Takeru Takaishi."
Hope you like this chapter! Please, if you have enjoyed this story, please let me know through the reviews. Even if you don't like it, please review too and let me know too, I'll try to improve on it. And just like the first chapter, the reviews would be able to give me an idea whether it is going to be a good idea if I continue on with this story. Hope you have enjoyed it and review! Please! If there is anything wrong with my past/present tense, PLEASE BE AS KIND AS TO POINT THEM OUT TO ME!!!!!!