*" I would be happy to tutor you in any subject you may need help in."
Yamato and his father have been scrapping along the bottom of society just fine. Until Mr. Ishida loses his job, and now, Yamato could loose everything. Based on a true story.
It's not so Bad
By Sentra
If I owned Digimon, it probably wouldn't be a kiddy show any longer.
Yamato's PoV
Koushiro was an awesome teacher, once you got around his speech - although, my Language Arts teacher is very happy with my new found vocabulary. His family was great too, but I still miss Dad.
I got a letter from him at the end of every week. He'd write about jobs, and how he couldn't wait to see me again and I'd write him back. About two months later, I didn't get a letter. Nor did I the next week.
Koushiro's dad keeps telling me not to worry, but I can't help but worry. I couldn't help it. I left the Izumi family a note, I didn't want them to worry either, and headed out one night. I made it about a block, when I noticed *someone* was following me. I hid around the corner, and waited for them. When they got close enough, I attacked.
"Mat! Mat! It's me! It's me, Izzy!"
I held off my punch, and let him go free. "Eh... sorry Izz' I guess I owe you an apology?"
"No, No. It was entirely my fault. I should not be butting into you're escapade. But I also figured, that you did not wish to go about this alone?"
I smile at him. "Yeah, you can tag along."
We walked down the street. And we walked. And we walked.
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Man, I've been trying for two weeks to beef up this chapter, and all it done is delay this for everyone. I really sorry. Hopefully, the next chapter will come sooner.