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June 13, 2005: This chapter has been edited slightly. I noticed that there was too much dialogue placed together.

Chapter 9: Seeing you again, hope blooms within me

(Kouji's p.o.v.)

I drove faster down the streets. Countless buildings passed me on my way down the road where I last saw Izumi. I really wanted to know that she way okay.The gas meter read full. I pressed the pedal beneath my foot down harder.

(Izumi's p.o.v.)

I still hurt all over. My body felt numb and my mind was in shock. I repeated in my head, "Fairymon's here." I just couldn't believe what had happened and that I was able toheal my own wounds.

"Izumi? Are you feeling better?" Fairymon asked. Behind the mask, I knew her eyes were searching, in anxiety, for some reassurance.

I nodded slowly at her question, but grimaced at the slight movement.

"Rest. Help is on the way," she said.

"You called an ambulance?"

"No. You see, I can't touch or feel anything in this state." A tear trickled down her face.

I placed my hand on hers, only to see it fade through. "It's okay. I'll be fine, but Akihiko-"

"I'll be honest with you," she interrupted, "He's injured badly. If only I came sooner…"

I knew she felt guilty and so did I. I clenched my fists tightly. "If only I stayed put back there, then none of this would've ever happened. I have to call an ambulance now," I resolved firmly, starting to rise again even as pinpricks rushed through my body.

"Don't. I have a feeling that someone is coming to help us." Fairymon placed her arm above me in a restricting way.

She cast a long glance over to the front door. I watched her curiously andwondered who would come to save me when I remembered something. "Oh no, Kouji might be worrying where I am now! He might be coming at any moment."

As those words left my mouth, a pounding noise issued from the door. It made my head ache painfully, but I forced my eyes to stay open.Then I saw a tall figure standing against the morning light. I squinted and found deep blue eyes staring down at me.

"Izumi!" It was Kouji's voice!

"Kouji! How did you know I was here?" He came closer and bent down. He looked frightened.

"I asked around. Someone told me they saw you get carried in here. What happened? What's going on here? Are you okay?" Kouji felt the blood on the floor and saw the blood on my face.

"I'm sorry. I was too late," Fairymon said quietly.

He turned his gaze upward and finally saw her. His jaw dropped. I smiled inwardly and felt a little excited. Fairymon's appearance today meant so many things to us.

"How? How are you here?"

"I'll explain later, Kouji. Please call for help now," she replied.

"Right." Kouji stood up and examined the place. He looked at Asura then Akihiko. Both of them were unconscious and bleeding badly; their blood continuing to flow all over the carpet "What happened to them?"

"It's all my fault," I said. "I tried to help Akihiko when his wife over there started to-"

"No, don't talk. I'm gonna call 911 now." Kouji interrupted.

"And I'm going to try to help them." Fairymon motioned upstairs and toward Asura.

A few minutes later, relief spread over me as Kouji came back from the kitchen. "Izumi, are you-"

"I'm fine. She healed me before things got too bad." I forced a weak smile as a puzzled face came over him. "Kouji? I'm sorry for causing so much trouble. I should've gone home with you last night."

He grabbed my right hand and squeezed it tight. "I shouldn't have let you go. I know you would've gotten mad, but I wouldn't have cared if I knew that…"

"Oh, about that. I didn't mean to lose my temper. I was just under a lot of stress then. I let it all out on you."

"I hear the ambulances, you guys," Fairymon said. She had taken a piece of Akihiko's shirt and Asura's dress to wrap around the wounds. She looked solemnly at the floor. "I couldn't heal them."

"Fairymon, are you coming?" I asked.

She smiled. "Of course. I have to see that everyone turns out in good shape. I won't leave you in your time of need, Izumi, you know that."But she started to fade away slowly. "Still, I can't be seen by anyone but you two and your friends." Then, there was a small purple bracelet lying on the floor. Kouji picked it up and put it on my wrist gently.

The paramedics arrived shortly and placed me onto a stretcher first, then Akihiko and his wife. Kouji held my hand the entire way, even when I was in the ambulance. Fairymon was there on my left arm. I felt hersending strength into me.

I closed my eyes and tried to relax, thinking that everything will be okay soon." Except, I knew I'd have to do a lot of explaining to my friends and so would Fairymon. But I knew for now, Kouji was beside me. I felt his presence even though my body drifted into sleep.

End of Chapter 9

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