Through the Oddest Circumstance

Disclaimer: I don't own any season of Digimon

Chapter 14: Fighting for a Cause

Pairings: Mimato, Takari, Jenruki, Kouzumi, Kouyako, Taiora, mild Takumi, Ryo/OC and Ken/OC

Takari-san: Again… maybe the updates are slow but I will not give up on this fic… I love it very much ___ so please bear with this troubled author. Thanks for the 90++ reviews ___

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"HIKARI!" a young man shouted as he rushed to the crucifix. He did not pay any more attention to anything around him except…

Hikari

She was his light and he could not imagine life without her… she was… his love and he could not bear not having her near and knowing that she is safe. Why…? Because… he loves her and nothing more is needed to explain that.

He outstretched his hand and he was only a few steps away. Hikari was unconscious but it was evident that they had tortured her because of her tear-stained face. He bit his lip, twirled his daggers and prepared to charge right there to save her. He could not think anymore – think straight anyway, all that was on his mind was to save Hikari, and that was what he was going to do.

He was stopped when he was assaulted, and he barely avoided it.

Coughing out blood, he still prepared to take Hikari, "Don't stop me… or I… I shall kill you."

The man who assaulted him laughed, "For you face, which resembles an angel's, I guess you act like a devil – a weak one though, since after all, you are becoming a devil for such a thing as 'love'."

He paid no mind to his words, "I do not care if I am an angel or devil, all I care about is that I can get Hikari back."

"How sweet… but you are mistaken if you think I'll allow you to do that… After all, she is going to be my bride after this is all over." The man laughed.

His blood boiled, "You have no right to be her husband, first you kidnap her and know this…"

"Ah… but I did not kidnap her, I am an official of the army; I simply took her in captivity." He laughed menacingly then fingered the face of Hikari, "And a face like that… who would not want to own it?"

"DON'T TOUCH HER!" he screamed as once again, he used his great speed to charge to be assaulted by the shorter man, Iori.

He fell to the ground and he glared at the hammer-wielding boy who simply old him, "I cannot tolerate anyone hurting Daisuke-sama, my superior."

The man known as Daisuke laughed then licked Hikari's face (yes, in a maniacal way), "Wonderful, isn't she?"

He gritted his teeth, "Fight me, and if I defeat you, I shall take her back."

Daisuke laughed, "Why should I agree to that? I can gain nothing with winning…"

"You can kill me." He offered with no hesitation.

"I can kill you even without going into a battle with you, with just an attack from my great sword, you vulnerable git." Daisuke said.

He was silent for a while, he closed his eyes thinking of a way, at least to get a chance, yet what flooded his mind were only memories, memories of Hikari…

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He was walking in a vast plain; this was where the farmers lived if he knew correctly. He looked around, barely were any of the houses standing and the land was basically dry. Too much for asking for some food and water before his next mission, he continued his walking (running was far to tiring) when he saw a pretty much well maintained farm and girl seemingly picking up their harvest with a cow/carabao. He grinned seeing that he would be able to have a drink of water before his task. He approached the girl with a smile.

"Anou, miss… I was wondering if I could have a drink of water before I continue on with my journey…?" he said as he tapped her shoulder lightly as the girl turned around.

Both their eyes widened.

The girl smiled and he was forced to smile too, he did not know why though, "You're that man who save me in the market… Takeru, right..?"

"Yep, and you're Hikari, correct?" The young man, who is actually Takeru grinned.

Hikari nodded, "Hai… so… you want some water, right? Come on in…" Hikari invited him to a small house.

Takeru obliged and entered the house to find another woman sitting down with auburn hair. He bowed down as a greeting.

The woman bowed as well, "A lost traveler, Hikari?"

Hikari shook her head, "Iie, this is a friend of mine, Takeru Takaishi… I'll go get you some snacks and water, okay?"

"Hai… arigato…" Takeru nodded.

"I'm Sora Takenouchi… I'm Hikari's companion here…" Sora told him, "So… you seem like you like her…"

Takeru's cheeks flushed and he didn't know why but soon replied, "I-Iie… I just met her in the market and… it's really a coincidence that I met her again…"

Sora laughed, "Really, you young people… it is quite obvious, you know?"

Takeru gulped, "W-What is…?" He laughed nervously then arched an eyebrow, "Why are you acting like an old woman for, you're no much older than me…"

"Hmm… well, I don't know myself… but I am just noting that you seem to like Hikari, that's all." Sora told him with a light laugh.

"I do like her… I really do…" Takeru grinned.

Sora smiled, "You'll probably grow to love her too…"

Takeru blushed, "Well, I don't know about that… and even if I did one day, I think I'd be too much of a coward to ever make a move on her…"

Sora grinned, "You're a nice kid…" she looked up the ceiling, "he'd like you too…"

"Who…?" Takeru asked.

Sora laughed, "Iie, I just remembered something…"

"Oh…" Takeru said then asked, "Are you the only two around here? It must be hard to maintain the farm by yourselves."

Sora looked like she was about to kill someone that said, "Yes, the two of us are the only ones who work on this farm…"

"Sora… you of all the people know that it was because of Taichi it's this way right now…" Hikari said as she entered the room carrying a tray with cookies and 3 glasses of water.

"Taichi…?" Takeru asked.

"He's my brother." Hikari told him.

"Oh…" Takeru said, "Ne, Hikari…?"

"Hai…?" she replied.

"Want to go out sometime?" Takeru grinned, "What do you say?"

Hikari shrugged, "Why not…"

"Cool…" Takeru smiled.

'Life is good. Life is good, indeed…' Takeru thought that day

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Koushiro walked back into the ship and was about to decline down the stairs to fight as well. He has already instructed Miyako-hime (Princess Miyako/Yolei) to hide in her room and told the thieves how they should shoot. He paused from his quick declining from the stairs when he heard a scream, not any ordinary scream but the scream of Miyako.

He quickly rushed back up the stairs to Miyako's room, when he reached the corridor; he felt immediate coldness, similar to the time at the lake – the currently frozen lake. He quickly realized it… that the one guilty of what happened to her was here, and came back to attack her. He clenched his unclenched fists; he would never let him do that. With his very own life, he would offer it so that she would be safe… to die for her sake; it seemed like something stupid to him before since, always he thought there was a way to solve it that would require no loss. However, the world isn't perfect and if he needed to, he would die – die for her sake, and only hers.

He quickly rushed to her room, seeing the door shut and obviously, locked. He took out a few needles and made a lock-pick out of it, enabling him to open the door to find himself facing a blue-haired man, his hair longer than what men's hair normally looked like and he had ice blue eyes, ones that looked like they could freeze something with just a mere glance.

He turned around to face Koushiro, his dark blue hair moving with the cold breeze that was caused by the wind passing the now-frozen room. He smiled at him, a smile that not really showed any emotion, "Hello…"

Koushiro glared at him, "So it was you…"

"Me…?" the man smirked, "What did I do?"

"You were the one… you were the one who caused Miyako-sama to lose her memories!" Koushiro shouted aiming a punch at the blue-haired man.

He simply avoided it and said, "Yes, it was me… fun isn't it?" he gave a heartless laugh.

Koushiro felt his blood boil; something rare for a timid and calm person like him, "IS THAT WHAT YOU CALL FUN!?"

The man just laughed, "You will fight badly if you are fogged by your feelings… Let's make a deal, let's fight. If you win, I heal her; if I win, I get to kill you right in front of her."

Koushiro thought for a moment, kill him… in front of Miyako at that…

What would he do?

Memories began to flood his mind… visions of a wisdom-wanting young princess flashing in his head…

"BAKERO! You can't just push me into teaching some princess, Yamato! I have better things to do!" Koushiro, a year younger, said.

The blondie sighed, "But I can, I'm the leader you know…?" he then looked straight in to Koushiro's onyx eyes, "So go and follow what I say and bring back those blue prints."

Koushiro sighed. There was no way he can wriggle out off a direct order from Yamato, "Fine, whatever… but I always thought princesses just walk around leisurely bragging about their jewelry."

Yamato shrugged, "Who cares, the newspaper ad said so… if I was as smart as you I would be her tutor but you're the only one of us in the guild who actually finished studies instead of learning how to fight really well."

"And now, I'm regretting it…" Koushiro sighed rubbing his temples, "When is the interview anyway?"

Yamato looked at his watch. "Uh, ten minutes from now…?"

"What!?" he glared at Yamato, "Damn you… ugh… now I have to hurry!"

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"You're hired." A chestnut-haired woman told Koushiro as he just arrived in the castle.

"Eh…? No interview…?" he looked questioningly at the woman who shrugged.

"No one else came to answer the ad, probably because it's unbelievable for a princess to actually want to learn, and I wouldn't want my sister to get disappointed… so you're hired." The girl, apparently a princess, told him, "Teach my sister well, she really wants to learn many things…"

Koushiro nodded, 'I didn't think it would be this easy…' he flashed a small smile, "I'll do my best."

The princess nodded, "Okay, come with me… I'm sure she's going to be really excited."

Koushiro was led into a well-furnished corridor. He and the princess walked together with the chesnut-haired princess when they stopped in front of a wooden door to give him a few notes and reminders…

"Okay, before anything let's see… you should be here every weekday from 12 pm to 5 pm; we wouldn't mind if you have your lunch here. Umm… please try to be very nice and do not get mad at her, she tends to get noisy too much, you see… and if you don't follow that your pay will be cut." The princess glared at him lethally, "Her name is Miyako Tachikawa and… one final rule, Do not ever make her cry, or you're fired."

"Understood…?"

Koushiro took note of those "rules" and nodded, "Yes…"

"Well, I'll leave you now… I don't think Miyako-imouto (little sister Miyako) likes to be bothered while studying." Therefore, with that, the chestnut-haired princess quickly scurried of to probably off to take a rest or something a typical princess would do, but that was quite wrong, she was not a typical princess, she was much more than that. However, that's not the topic… so, Koushiro then turned the knob of the wooden door and just as it opened, a purple-haired young lady lunged at him.

"I can't believe it! Mimi-nee-san actually got me a mentor!" she squealed still on top of the currently blushing Koushiro.

"Ah… Tachikawa-san…" Koushiro stammered he was not one who usually acts this way but when you turn a doorknob and the exact time when it opens you get glomped by a purple-haired princess that was seemingly mature you can't actually say you wouldn't be shocked. However, probably, Koushiro just thought that as a cover up for his current innuendo, blushing when a hyperactive girl is on top you.

The princess blinked then noticed their situation; her face was just a few inches away from his and well… you got the point, "Gomen, Gomen…" she apologized quickly standing up so they would not be in that position any longer.

Koushiro got up from the ground as well "Iie, ah… how can I say this? Umm… anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Koushiro Izumi and I'm the scholar who's going to be teaching you."

"I'm Miyako Inoue, but you can call me Yolei…" she blushed. There was something about this scholar that charmed her a lot… or maybe that's just her being boy-crazy again…

"I know Tachikawa-san your sister told me…"

Miyako gave him a smile, "Hey, not to formal, if you don't want to call me by my nickname, at least my first name, okay?"

Koushiro blushed lightly, "Hai Miyako-sama, let's begin… shall we?"

Miyako enthusiastically nodded.

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Takeru continued give Daisuke an unnerving stare, "Wouldn't it give you a sense of pride?"

Daisuke laughed, "What is pride? I have long forgotten about my values!"

"Then think of it this way, if you don't fight me in a fair battle, I would never let you fight the others. I will take you with me on my way to death." Takeru said seriously, his gaze still unmoving.

Daisuke eyed the blonde-haired bishie, "And just how can you do that…?"

"Go figure…" Takeru told Daisuke not planning to tell him anything… if he actually had a plan, nobody knows… "I have plenty different kind of daggers, who knows what each of them does, what do you think?"

Daisuke tsked, "Fine, it's not as if you would win or anything like that." He then took a huge black sword, "Do you know that this sword has been stained with blood more than you can ever imagine? And with that, it actually becomes stronger?"

Takeru wiped the dirt that was on his face, "It's not as if I care…"

"I won't lose…"

That is because… I am fighting for a cause…

Hikari

With one strong wind that passed, the battle began the spectators only being Iori and the unconscious Hikari.

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Koushiro bit his lip… but he had to nod, all those precious memories Miyako had ever since she was a child, she needed them. He didn't know how he would feel if one day he'd wake up not knowing anything about himself at all. Dakedo… he must win, because if he doesn't… She might cry, and that's breaking one of the rules Mimi-san stated, 'Do not ever make her cry, or you're fired.' He did not want to be fired, he wanted to be Miyako's mentor, her only mentor… and he wanted to teach her many more things and stay with her for a longer time. He must win.

"So… you accept then…?" the man laughed brutally.

"You saw me nod… but I'm not going to lose." Koushiro said.

The man laughed even more, "You're already one of the weaker ones in this dump and fogged by your feelings for that… onna yet you say you're going to win? Don't make me laugh!"

Koushiro gave him an unnerving gaze, "I don't find it funny."

The man stopped laughing, "Honestly, it's not actually funny but pathetic. The weak has no right to love… even if the one they love is another weakling."

"I'll prove it to you…" Koushiro told the man, "I'll prove that because I am fighting for a cause, I shall win."

Then man laughed bringing out a sword, if you can still call it that since it was completely made of ice, "Whatever, I'll prove to you and your little friends… how pathetic love and you people really are!"

Koushiro closed his eyes for a millisecond but even that was enough for him to remember…

He is fighting for a cause… and that cause is…

Miyako

*Tsuzuku*

Takari-san: Finally done ^___^ okies… this should be released on February 13! My birthday! Hmm… maybe I should rush a Valentine's Takari too? Oh well… I'm talking about other fics already… Hopefully (even after a long time) you would still read this… I've been really busy and lazy… so here… uh… since my usual chapter is 2300 words, this is going to 3000 already, think of it as an apology. Um… if you're wondering why Daisuke is evil, please just think of something for me… I really don't know… maybe he was born that way (I doubt that) but there's got to be some tragic event in his life. Sorry, but I won't be able to tackle that part ^__^;;

Preview: No preview this time, I'm on a rush… just watch out for the next installment, released sometime late this month ^__^

Takari-san: Thanks to everyone… um… so it wasn't released on my birthday, but ^__^ Happy Valentine's everyone may you enjoy this day with your loved ones *rushes of to give bits of chocolates to bishies*