*And we walked.
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
I hadn't really planed of this sudden leave, and I never expected Koushiro to want to tag along with me. It was nice however, to have company. We walked for a couple days, from what I gather, and we hitched rides between cities. We had no clue on where to go, and I started to regret the choice after a couple days out. I would of been fine, but I started to worry about Koushiro. I think he caught a cold.
"Oh, no, Mat. I'm fine, really. Superb, and Feeling outstandi- EWCHO!"
Yeah, really fine. I really wanted to keep looking for dad, but Koushiro needed to looked after. I thought of Jou, and made up my mind to look for a place to help Koushiro get better. A hospital.
Tai had told me his sister got sick in the DigiWorld after we split up. As I carried my friend to the building, I thought of Tai, and Jou and Hikari. I miss them, ya know.
The nurse wasn't real happy when I told her my little story, which she went and told EVERYONE! Jeez, like I really wanted the whole world to know.
As long as I can remember, people have told me everything happens for a reason. I never really aid attention to them until right then. If I had left by myself, Koushiro would never have gotten sick. I would of never taken him to a hospital, this annoying nurse would of never yelled out my problem, and this volunteer would of never heard it to tell me she'd seen my dad.
Strange how things work out. This volunteer said she'd seen Dad at church earlier that week. I ran out to the sanctuary she told me about. It took two days for Dad to come, but sure enough, there he was. He walked up to the front of the room, and I watched him sit in the front pew. I stood in the aisle, waiting for him. Finally he stood up.
I know I missed him, but never as much as right then.
Later he explained that he'd written the postal code down wrong. That's why hid letters never came. Koushiro ended up being fine - until he got home. Dad made me go back, but less then a week later, he surprise me. He got a job. And an apartment.
I said bye to the Izumi's. I really liked them, but I'd rather stay with Dad. I'd also like to say that we lived happily ever after, but I know you wouldn't believe me. We still have rough spots, but we work them out. And I think I'll be okay.
But ya know what. I never woulda made it thought it with out Koushiro and his family.
Fini
Thank you to my "Koushiro" and her family. I never woulda made it with out your love.,