Thanks to all those who reviewed, I'm sorry the last chapter was so short
but I can't ever seem to write long ones.
Senshi, what's a Ryuki?
My updates might be a bit slow coming for a while because I have a social studies project on a natural disaster and how plate tectonics caused it.
Here is chapter two.
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Rika stared out the window, the trees were bare and the ground was littered with orange, red and yellow leaves. Autumn was drawing to a close and winter wasn't far behind it.
She stepped outside, pulling on a jacket, biting back against the cold. A chill wind swept through the trees, chilling her bones, more signs that winter was coming.
Walking down the path her feet trailed through the soggy leaves, they had lost all there autumn crunch to the merciless pounding of rain long ago. They now stuck to her shoes hanging limp and lifeless, sticking to the path like faded tattoos.
She opened the gate to turn down the street, her breath hung in the air as crystals in front of her face. Rika inhaled the crisp air, soon she would never walk down this street again. She walked slowly, taking in everything around her, the paved sidewalk, the tar sealed road, the green lamp posts and the way the street seemed menacing but inviting at the same time. The tall fences seemed to tower above people but the houses were all brightly lit and the gentle hubbub told of normal family activities.
Rika sighed, she would be sad to leave but was excited all the same. It would be sad leaving her friends behind but exciting to go to a new city and meet new people. Hadn't she been thinking that life was dull before receiving the news, well it certainly wasn't any more.
The removal trucks had come in only a week before to take all there possessions that had been packed in brown cardboard boxes. All that was left were a few plates, some cutlery, bedding and things that they'd be able to take with them on the plane.
She turned down the last street to the park, most of the leaves had already left the trees except for those of the vibrant evergreens. Rika walked through the park to the place where she said she'd meet her friends and sat down on one of the benches.
They're late she thought. Just great it's freezing cold, it looks like it's about to rain and they're late.
She was just thinking about leaving when she heard some familiar voices coming up the path.
"Kenta, why did you have to spend so long looking for your hat?" asked Takato, rubbing his arms in the cold.
"My mum says I'll catch a cold if I don't wear it." Kenta said defensively.
"Awww, Kenta didn't want to disobey his mum," Kazu teased, "Mummy's boy."
"Shut-up Kazu!"
"I'm not sure your mummy would approve of you using such coarse language, Kenta." Kazu teased some more.
"Do you ever take a hint, Kazu?" Rika asked in exasperation, looking at him in disgust.
"We're sorry we're late Rika," Jeri apologised, Rika was glad to see she'd gotten rid of that ridiculous sock puppet.
"Better late than never huh," Henry wasn't far behind.
"Well at least you're here, even if I did have to sit out in the cold," Rika stood up.
"So, what was the emergency about anyway?" asked Takato.
"Not an emergency as such," Rika replied.
"What do you mean?" asked Henry.
"Well......." Rika trailed off, she wasn't very good with people.
"Well what?" asked Jeri looking worried, "Is something wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong it's just..." Rika struggled to find the right words.
"Stop talking in riddles already and just tell us!" Kazu shook Rika by the shoulders.
Rika shook him off disdainfully, "I'm moving to another city."
They all just stared at her, no one could think of anything to say.
"When?" croaked Takato after a long pause.
"In a week," Rika replied quietly.
Jeri started crying, "I'll miss you Rika," she hugged the other girl. Rika stiffened, not used to this kind of show of affection.
"It'll be alright, I'll come back and visit you guys and there is always e-mail." Rika plied Jeri off her.
"Why are you moving?" asked Henry.
"My mum's job," Rika looked at the ground.
"Well we're all really happy for you aren't we, guys." Takato looked at the others for support.
"Yeah, I mean think of all the new people you'll meet," Henry said, forcing enthusiasm into his voice.
"We really are happy for you Rika, but we will miss you," Jeri wiped the tears off her face.
"Thanks for being so supportive guys," said Rika, smiling slightly.
"I'm hungry," Kazu complained.
"We could always go to my house and have some of yesterday's leftover bread," Takato suggested. {AN: His parents do work in a bakery right? Correct me if I'm wrong.}
"Sounds good to me," Kazu started walking off down the path.
"What is it with guys and food?" Rika asked Jeri, rolling her eyes.
"I'm as clueless as you are," Jeri stifled a giggle.
"Sorry guys but I've got to go help my mum with the packing," Rika apologised.
"That's fine, it means there'll be more food for the rest of us," Kenta started to follow Kazu.
"Whatever."
Rika watched her friends go off down the path laughing about something, wondering when she'd next see them. She rubbed her arms for warmth and went back the way she'd come, turning her back on the park for the last time.
***
"Rika!" her mother shouted down the empty hall, "I need you to help me with this suit case."
Rika stopped staring out the window and followed her mother's voice down the hall. She was struggling with a heavy suitcase trying to get out the door and in to the taxi that would take them to the airport.
Rika lifted the other end taking half the weight, they both managed to get it out the door where the taxi man helped them put it in the boot of the car.
"Is that all ma'am," he asked gruffly.
"Yes that's all," Rika's mum got into the car, "thank you for all your help."
"Just doing my job," he said, getting in to the drivers seat.
Rika got into the car after her mother and closed the door behind her. The engine started and the car slowly turned out of the street, picking up speed as they got on to the main road.
Rika looked out the window, watching the familiar landscape pass by. It truly was winter now, the branches of the trees had no leaves left on them.
They finally arrived at the airport which was as busy as ever. The taxi man pulled the car up next to the entrance of the departures terminal.
"I'll just go and get a trolley for all your bags," he said, getting out of the car.
He came back with a baggage trolley and helped them load their bags on to it.
"Thank you for all your help," Rika's mum said, paying the driver.
"It was nothing," the driver got back in to the car and drove round the airport, waiting for some arrivals who were in need of a lift home.
Rika sat down on one of the chairs and listened to her discman while her mum checked their bags in. She looked around at the people walking past, some I a hurry to catch their flights, others sitting, waiting just like her. She looked up to the departures board, there was still another 40 minutes before their flight.
Rika's mother sat down next to her, "All done," she sounded relieved. "How about we get something to eat before we leave, aeroplane food is always so bland."
"Sure, ok," Rika shoved the discman in to her pocket, "whatever."
They went to one of the cafés and ordered some food.
"Are you excited about moving?" she asked her silent daughter.
"I guess so," was the short reply.
After finishing their meal they passed the time with idle conversation until a crackly voice announced their flight over the intercom.
"That's us," Rika's mum got up from the table and walked off towards the gate.
Rika followed her slowly. This is the last time I'm going to be in this city she thought but it doesn't bother me, change is for the good, everything has to change and nothing can stay the same.
***
Rika sat back in her seat waiting for the plane to take off. As the plane started to taxi the safety video came on, telling people about the location of their life-jacket and what to do in an emergency. After take off, Rika put her headphones on to pass the time.
About an hour in to the flight the air hostesses came around handing out the meals.
"Would you like beef or chicken?" one of them asked Rika.
"Chicken will be fine thanks," Rika hoped she was making the right choice, you never knew what to expect with air line food.
She took the foil of the dish and started to eat, her mother had been right, it was bland. After eating her meal Rika fell in to a deep and dreamless sleep.
***
Rika woke up just in time to experience the sensation of having her ears pop, they were landing. She jolted in her seat as the plane hit the ground. It slowly turned around and wound down to a halt. After the plane had stopped everyone got out of their seats and collected up their various belongings.
Rika tried to get out of her seat but was pushed back by the throng of people, it didn't help either that her legs had gone to sleep. She and her mother finally pushed themselves out into the aisle and got off the plane.
It was cold as hey walked through the tunnel but became warmer as thy entered the airport. They walked in to baggage retrieval and found a trolley while waiting for their bags to come through.
After a short wait the bags came round on the conveyer belt. Rika's mother pushed through the crowd when she saw their bags and hauled them on to the trolley.
They walked to the airport's entrance and waited for a taxi to come by. When one did Rika's mother flagged it down.
"Good evening miss," the driver got out of the car, "how may I help you."
"Could you please take us to Driver's road?" Rika's mother asked.
"Certainly," he replied helping them load their bags in to the boot.
They got in the car and the driver drove out of the airport car park and on to the main highway.
Rika watched the unfamiliar landscape pass by and put her discman on, they were almost there.
After about half an hour the driver turned the car down a narrow road, "which number do you want?" he asked.
"27," said Rika's mother after looking at a piece of paper in her hand.
He pulled up out side a pretty white, two storied house with a grey roof and a large garden.
"Well this is it Rika," her mother smiled at her, "Our new home."
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Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon
Senshi, what's a Ryuki?
My updates might be a bit slow coming for a while because I have a social studies project on a natural disaster and how plate tectonics caused it.
Here is chapter two.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rika stared out the window, the trees were bare and the ground was littered with orange, red and yellow leaves. Autumn was drawing to a close and winter wasn't far behind it.
She stepped outside, pulling on a jacket, biting back against the cold. A chill wind swept through the trees, chilling her bones, more signs that winter was coming.
Walking down the path her feet trailed through the soggy leaves, they had lost all there autumn crunch to the merciless pounding of rain long ago. They now stuck to her shoes hanging limp and lifeless, sticking to the path like faded tattoos.
She opened the gate to turn down the street, her breath hung in the air as crystals in front of her face. Rika inhaled the crisp air, soon she would never walk down this street again. She walked slowly, taking in everything around her, the paved sidewalk, the tar sealed road, the green lamp posts and the way the street seemed menacing but inviting at the same time. The tall fences seemed to tower above people but the houses were all brightly lit and the gentle hubbub told of normal family activities.
Rika sighed, she would be sad to leave but was excited all the same. It would be sad leaving her friends behind but exciting to go to a new city and meet new people. Hadn't she been thinking that life was dull before receiving the news, well it certainly wasn't any more.
The removal trucks had come in only a week before to take all there possessions that had been packed in brown cardboard boxes. All that was left were a few plates, some cutlery, bedding and things that they'd be able to take with them on the plane.
She turned down the last street to the park, most of the leaves had already left the trees except for those of the vibrant evergreens. Rika walked through the park to the place where she said she'd meet her friends and sat down on one of the benches.
They're late she thought. Just great it's freezing cold, it looks like it's about to rain and they're late.
She was just thinking about leaving when she heard some familiar voices coming up the path.
"Kenta, why did you have to spend so long looking for your hat?" asked Takato, rubbing his arms in the cold.
"My mum says I'll catch a cold if I don't wear it." Kenta said defensively.
"Awww, Kenta didn't want to disobey his mum," Kazu teased, "Mummy's boy."
"Shut-up Kazu!"
"I'm not sure your mummy would approve of you using such coarse language, Kenta." Kazu teased some more.
"Do you ever take a hint, Kazu?" Rika asked in exasperation, looking at him in disgust.
"We're sorry we're late Rika," Jeri apologised, Rika was glad to see she'd gotten rid of that ridiculous sock puppet.
"Better late than never huh," Henry wasn't far behind.
"Well at least you're here, even if I did have to sit out in the cold," Rika stood up.
"So, what was the emergency about anyway?" asked Takato.
"Not an emergency as such," Rika replied.
"What do you mean?" asked Henry.
"Well......." Rika trailed off, she wasn't very good with people.
"Well what?" asked Jeri looking worried, "Is something wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong it's just..." Rika struggled to find the right words.
"Stop talking in riddles already and just tell us!" Kazu shook Rika by the shoulders.
Rika shook him off disdainfully, "I'm moving to another city."
They all just stared at her, no one could think of anything to say.
"When?" croaked Takato after a long pause.
"In a week," Rika replied quietly.
Jeri started crying, "I'll miss you Rika," she hugged the other girl. Rika stiffened, not used to this kind of show of affection.
"It'll be alright, I'll come back and visit you guys and there is always e-mail." Rika plied Jeri off her.
"Why are you moving?" asked Henry.
"My mum's job," Rika looked at the ground.
"Well we're all really happy for you aren't we, guys." Takato looked at the others for support.
"Yeah, I mean think of all the new people you'll meet," Henry said, forcing enthusiasm into his voice.
"We really are happy for you Rika, but we will miss you," Jeri wiped the tears off her face.
"Thanks for being so supportive guys," said Rika, smiling slightly.
"I'm hungry," Kazu complained.
"We could always go to my house and have some of yesterday's leftover bread," Takato suggested. {AN: His parents do work in a bakery right? Correct me if I'm wrong.}
"Sounds good to me," Kazu started walking off down the path.
"What is it with guys and food?" Rika asked Jeri, rolling her eyes.
"I'm as clueless as you are," Jeri stifled a giggle.
"Sorry guys but I've got to go help my mum with the packing," Rika apologised.
"That's fine, it means there'll be more food for the rest of us," Kenta started to follow Kazu.
"Whatever."
Rika watched her friends go off down the path laughing about something, wondering when she'd next see them. She rubbed her arms for warmth and went back the way she'd come, turning her back on the park for the last time.
***
"Rika!" her mother shouted down the empty hall, "I need you to help me with this suit case."
Rika stopped staring out the window and followed her mother's voice down the hall. She was struggling with a heavy suitcase trying to get out the door and in to the taxi that would take them to the airport.
Rika lifted the other end taking half the weight, they both managed to get it out the door where the taxi man helped them put it in the boot of the car.
"Is that all ma'am," he asked gruffly.
"Yes that's all," Rika's mum got into the car, "thank you for all your help."
"Just doing my job," he said, getting in to the drivers seat.
Rika got into the car after her mother and closed the door behind her. The engine started and the car slowly turned out of the street, picking up speed as they got on to the main road.
Rika looked out the window, watching the familiar landscape pass by. It truly was winter now, the branches of the trees had no leaves left on them.
They finally arrived at the airport which was as busy as ever. The taxi man pulled the car up next to the entrance of the departures terminal.
"I'll just go and get a trolley for all your bags," he said, getting out of the car.
He came back with a baggage trolley and helped them load their bags on to it.
"Thank you for all your help," Rika's mum said, paying the driver.
"It was nothing," the driver got back in to the car and drove round the airport, waiting for some arrivals who were in need of a lift home.
Rika sat down on one of the chairs and listened to her discman while her mum checked their bags in. She looked around at the people walking past, some I a hurry to catch their flights, others sitting, waiting just like her. She looked up to the departures board, there was still another 40 minutes before their flight.
Rika's mother sat down next to her, "All done," she sounded relieved. "How about we get something to eat before we leave, aeroplane food is always so bland."
"Sure, ok," Rika shoved the discman in to her pocket, "whatever."
They went to one of the cafés and ordered some food.
"Are you excited about moving?" she asked her silent daughter.
"I guess so," was the short reply.
After finishing their meal they passed the time with idle conversation until a crackly voice announced their flight over the intercom.
"That's us," Rika's mum got up from the table and walked off towards the gate.
Rika followed her slowly. This is the last time I'm going to be in this city she thought but it doesn't bother me, change is for the good, everything has to change and nothing can stay the same.
***
Rika sat back in her seat waiting for the plane to take off. As the plane started to taxi the safety video came on, telling people about the location of their life-jacket and what to do in an emergency. After take off, Rika put her headphones on to pass the time.
About an hour in to the flight the air hostesses came around handing out the meals.
"Would you like beef or chicken?" one of them asked Rika.
"Chicken will be fine thanks," Rika hoped she was making the right choice, you never knew what to expect with air line food.
She took the foil of the dish and started to eat, her mother had been right, it was bland. After eating her meal Rika fell in to a deep and dreamless sleep.
***
Rika woke up just in time to experience the sensation of having her ears pop, they were landing. She jolted in her seat as the plane hit the ground. It slowly turned around and wound down to a halt. After the plane had stopped everyone got out of their seats and collected up their various belongings.
Rika tried to get out of her seat but was pushed back by the throng of people, it didn't help either that her legs had gone to sleep. She and her mother finally pushed themselves out into the aisle and got off the plane.
It was cold as hey walked through the tunnel but became warmer as thy entered the airport. They walked in to baggage retrieval and found a trolley while waiting for their bags to come through.
After a short wait the bags came round on the conveyer belt. Rika's mother pushed through the crowd when she saw their bags and hauled them on to the trolley.
They walked to the airport's entrance and waited for a taxi to come by. When one did Rika's mother flagged it down.
"Good evening miss," the driver got out of the car, "how may I help you."
"Could you please take us to Driver's road?" Rika's mother asked.
"Certainly," he replied helping them load their bags in to the boot.
They got in the car and the driver drove out of the airport car park and on to the main highway.
Rika watched the unfamiliar landscape pass by and put her discman on, they were almost there.
After about half an hour the driver turned the car down a narrow road, "which number do you want?" he asked.
"27," said Rika's mother after looking at a piece of paper in her hand.
He pulled up out side a pretty white, two storied house with a grey roof and a large garden.
"Well this is it Rika," her mother smiled at her, "Our new home."
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Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon