Once again, I do NOT own Digimon. And Serious Issues aren't funny. Except for when they're fictional. Please R&R!
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Slanting orange light filtered through the leaves of the trees. The fragrant cedar trees were in a natural circle, a small open grove in the midst of the forest. Somewhere a small animal chittered and ran off, then, all was quiet.
Hanging by the edge of the trees was a girl, half-hidden, but half wanting to be seen. If anyone who wasn't the one she was seeking came by, she'd be caught. So far, this area was safe. She shivered and rubbed her arms to circulate blood. Why wasn't he here yet? She settled herself, back against a tree, to wait.
A rustling sounded from the trees to the right of the girl. She shrunk away, but emerged when the figure revealed himself.
"Tai, I thought you'd never get here-" Her complaint was cut off as Tai pressed his index finger against her lips, stopping her speech. A sturdy arm circled her waist and brought her closer, pressing their bodies together.
"Don't talk, Mimi." He closed his eyes, and they were kissing. First innocent, but it soon progressed.
Both had their jackets off now, and Mimi was leaning against the tree, Tai's body pressing into hers. Slowly her fingers entwined in the bushy hair, enjoying the feel of it as they continued. A breeze blew through the trees, making the leaves rustle. The only sound other than the wind was the soft moans of Mimi and Tai.
But all good things must come to an end. Reluctantly, Mimi pulled her head away from Tai's. "We should go." Tai nodded. Mimi picked up her pink coat and pulled it on, hugging it to her body against the cold. Tai pulled his brown one on, shoved his hands into the pockets. With one last embrace, the two left the grove.
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He bit his lip tightly. Squeezing his eyes tight against the pain, he drew the blade across his skin. A thin line of red followed the blade, eventually spreading out, the blood dribbling down his arm. Slowly, his face relaxed, as even a half-smile spread across his features.
He'd never really wanted to start it. In fact, he used to be adamantly against the habit. But after a messy breakup, he was at a loss at what to do. In the midst of his depression, this seemed the most logical thing to do. That low was far behind him now, but still the habit persisted. When he was in a good mood, he wondered why he started it and even kept up the habit. But at the end of the day, it was a good way to release all his bad memories.
He slid the razor over his skin again, creating a new slash, and repeated the whole process. The blood that leaked out dripped into the sink, creating bright red lines towards the drain in the center. He turned on the faucet to rinse the blood off his arm. Finishing that, he opened the cabinet above the sink, taking out the peroxide to clean off the blood from the sink.
The phone rang. He let the answering machine get it. "Tai, remember, we're gonna all meet at Tino's tomorrow. Don't forget this time!" He sighed, and pulled out his pajamas from the depths of the mass of blankets atop his bed. He pulled his shirt on, followed by the baggy pajama pants, a Christmas gift from Kari, but who cared? They did the job.
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Authors note: Shorter than the others, I know. But now there's ROMANCE! Hahaha.
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Slanting orange light filtered through the leaves of the trees. The fragrant cedar trees were in a natural circle, a small open grove in the midst of the forest. Somewhere a small animal chittered and ran off, then, all was quiet.
Hanging by the edge of the trees was a girl, half-hidden, but half wanting to be seen. If anyone who wasn't the one she was seeking came by, she'd be caught. So far, this area was safe. She shivered and rubbed her arms to circulate blood. Why wasn't he here yet? She settled herself, back against a tree, to wait.
A rustling sounded from the trees to the right of the girl. She shrunk away, but emerged when the figure revealed himself.
"Tai, I thought you'd never get here-" Her complaint was cut off as Tai pressed his index finger against her lips, stopping her speech. A sturdy arm circled her waist and brought her closer, pressing their bodies together.
"Don't talk, Mimi." He closed his eyes, and they were kissing. First innocent, but it soon progressed.
Both had their jackets off now, and Mimi was leaning against the tree, Tai's body pressing into hers. Slowly her fingers entwined in the bushy hair, enjoying the feel of it as they continued. A breeze blew through the trees, making the leaves rustle. The only sound other than the wind was the soft moans of Mimi and Tai.
But all good things must come to an end. Reluctantly, Mimi pulled her head away from Tai's. "We should go." Tai nodded. Mimi picked up her pink coat and pulled it on, hugging it to her body against the cold. Tai pulled his brown one on, shoved his hands into the pockets. With one last embrace, the two left the grove.
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He bit his lip tightly. Squeezing his eyes tight against the pain, he drew the blade across his skin. A thin line of red followed the blade, eventually spreading out, the blood dribbling down his arm. Slowly, his face relaxed, as even a half-smile spread across his features.
He'd never really wanted to start it. In fact, he used to be adamantly against the habit. But after a messy breakup, he was at a loss at what to do. In the midst of his depression, this seemed the most logical thing to do. That low was far behind him now, but still the habit persisted. When he was in a good mood, he wondered why he started it and even kept up the habit. But at the end of the day, it was a good way to release all his bad memories.
He slid the razor over his skin again, creating a new slash, and repeated the whole process. The blood that leaked out dripped into the sink, creating bright red lines towards the drain in the center. He turned on the faucet to rinse the blood off his arm. Finishing that, he opened the cabinet above the sink, taking out the peroxide to clean off the blood from the sink.
The phone rang. He let the answering machine get it. "Tai, remember, we're gonna all meet at Tino's tomorrow. Don't forget this time!" He sighed, and pulled out his pajamas from the depths of the mass of blankets atop his bed. He pulled his shirt on, followed by the baggy pajama pants, a Christmas gift from Kari, but who cared? They did the job.
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Authors note: Shorter than the others, I know. But now there's ROMANCE! Hahaha.