Da Capo (From the Beginning)
by Meeko Melodie
Meeko: I don't own anything about Digimon so do not, I repeat, do not sue me.
Chapter 3: New school, new life
Kouji looked out the window; he could now see that the plane was hovering above a large city with tall buildings and many trees and forests.
"Let me help you," Kouji rushed to Ms. Goldsmith as she tried to put the suitcase in to the back of a jet black Land Rover."Thank you," Ms. Goldsmith said and she slid into the driver's seat while Kouji sat beside her. She turned the key and the engine grunted as if it was impatient to get going. She twisted and turned through streets and avenues. Finally, she pulled on to a driveway in front of a huge building. The building was four storeys high; it was way bigger than Kouji's school in Japan and in England.Ms. Goldsmith smiled as Kouji opened his mouth slightly in surprise."Welcome, Kouji Minamoto, to Vancouver International Secondary," Ms. Goldsmith announced and added, "your new school and home. They went inside the hall. Floors were polished over the summer; Kouji could still smell it in the air. Doors were closed on the walls as he walked right behind Ms. Goldsmith and name plates of the teachers and room numbers were stuck on the top of the doors."I'll bring your belonging later back to your dormitory," Ms. Goldsmith said, "and you're going to meet the principal of the school, Mr. Grenwick, right now." They stopped in front of a door. But it was different from other wooden doors. This one was made out of glass, like the ones from office buildings and it said, Mr. Grenwick and underneath that, Principal's Office was stamped across the door. Ms. Goldsmith knocked on the door three times."Come in," a deep voice answered. Ms. Goldsmith opened the door and both she and Kouji stepped inside. On the chair was an elderly man with white beard and sharp eyes. Kouji at once thought that Mr. Grenwick was a principal he didn't want to mess with."Kouji Minamoto?" Mr. Grenwick asked, as he picked up his registration papers. Kouji nodded respectfully."Your father and I are old friends," Mr. Grenwick said. Kouji went rigid for a second then relax. "I should have known," Kouji thought."But it doesn't mean that I'm going to go easy on you if you get into trouble," Mr. Grenwick said in serious tone, "you got me?" Kouji nodded once again. At least Mr. Grenwick didn't seem to be some of those teachers who would treat unfairly to students they know."Good. You may go," Mr. Grenwick said, "Ms. Goldsmith, please bring Mr. Minamoto to his room." Ms. Goldsmith nodded once and led Kouji out again. Ms. Goldsmith closed the door behind her and walked out of the school building."You don't actually live in the school building," Ms. Goldsmith explained as they walked along the street, "you live in dormitory and here it is." They stopped in front of a small two storey stone building."Each grade shared two buildings and the girls dorms are just right across," Ms. Goldsmith said, pointing at some of the similar buildings on the other side of the deserted street. They went up to the second floor using an elevator, since they had a suitcase with them and walked until they reached the middle of the hallway."Room 204," Ms. Goldsmith read from a piece of paper, "I believe this is your room. You're sharing the room with another student, but I'm not sure who it is yet." Ms. Goldsmith handed him the key and left him alone as she walked down the stairs."Oh," Ms. Goldsmith turned around and said, "and I'll give you your timetable and planner tomorrow morning. School will start the day after tomorrow." Kouji thanked her and used the key to unlock the door. He twisted the doorknob and pushed it open.Two beds were standing in the room, one on the left and the other on the right. The left side bed was already occupied with some clothes, so Kouji put his back pack on the other bed. Two desks were positioned in the middle and so were the two chairs. A closet sat against the wall and a window was between the two beds. Kouji looked out the window but all he saw was a deserted street without any sign of any living creatures. Suddenly the door creaked and in come a brown, spiky haired boy. The boy took no notice of Kouji what so ever or maybe he didn't see Kouji. What ever the reason was, the boy just walked past Kouji to his bed and lied down. But Kouji remembered him somehow, although he didn't know where but he was sure the boy looked familiar to him.
Then it struck him!
"Ryo Akiyama!" (Meeko: Well, guys. What are the chances?)"That's my name all right," the boy replied lazily. Then he unexpectedly sat up straight."Aren't you Kouji Minamoto?" Ryo asked, who was frowning, trying to remember."Yup," Kouji answered."What are you doing here?" Ryo asked, "Didn't you went to England to study in that music school or something?""I did," Kouji said, "but my father makes me come here to study my last year of my high school.""Forced, huh?" Ryo asked in a care free tone, and lied back on his bed again."Yea," Kouji answered again, looking up at the ceiling."Sad," Ryo stated, "but no choice. Just try to enjoy it anyways. After all, it is our last year of high school.""But I can't enjoy it," Kouji said, suddenly remembering Izumi and her warm smile, "not without Izumi.""Who's Izumi?" Ryo asked with a sudden interest."My uh. . ." Kouji hesitated."Girlfriend," Ryo suggested, grinning. Kouji nodded."Is she that cute blond from the party two years ago?" Ryo asked."Yea," Kouji said, "you sure have a good memory.""I usually remember those who are extraordinary beauties," Ryo said, still grinning. Kouji didn't say anything."But I thought she was another guy's girlfriend," Ryo inquired, "that boy with the same dark blue hair as you do but only shorter." Could it be? Kouji asked himself in his mind."I think his name was Kouichi," Ryo continued."He's my brother," Kouji said quietly."Your brother," Ryo said slowly, "that explain why he has that same colored hair and eyes. But that doesn't explain why his girlfriend is also your girlfriend.""She isn't," Kouji said simply."What do you mean?" Ryo wanted to know."She isn't Kouichi's girlfriend then and she isn't my girlfriend now," Kouji said quietly, as if he was trying to make himself believe that last part. "I haven't talk to her in two years.""Sad," Ryo stated again. The two boys fell silent. Kouji glanced around the room and his eyes fell on to a guitar beside Ryo's bed side. It was an electric blue one with wires attached to a speaker."You play guitar?" Kouji asked."Yup," Ryo answered, "only for interest though. My full time job is the piano, since my mom hates the sounds of electric guitar.""Can I see it?" Kouji asked. Ryo handed him the guitar with care. Kouji ran his fingers over the strings and played a few chords."I didn't know you can play a guitar," Ryo said, impressed."I learned it last year in England for half a year," Kouji said, continued to press chords, "and I practically love it.""Say," Ryo said, glancing at his watch, "I have to get something at the mall. You want to come with me?""Sure," Kouji shrugged and got up."Who know?" Ryo said and continued," maybe you can get yourself a guitar there.""That's just what I had in mind."Meeko: There! Chapter 3 finished finally! I know . . . no Kouzumi again . . . it's sad but you guys will have to wait, ok?