Title: Perspectives by The Zazu
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon Tamers.
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, y'all. :) Hopefully this next chapter is written well enough... I'm out of practice. Even with school going on, I'll try to post chapters to this story. Why? I really like this story... Isn't that great or what? Mhmm... Now I'm just plain rambling. Okay, on with the story!
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Perspectives: Empty Smile
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I'm not like the others.
I have a story, but I don't want to share it all.
I'm a tentative smile, attempting to regain its lost warmth.
It was beautiful moment when I was given to my partner. I was like a yellow, smiling face – a smile that broadened the grin already on my partner's face. We were both beautiful together... She radiated happiness and pure innocence – something I hoped she would never lose. I, on the other hand, knew all the pain and the suffering occurring in the world. Leomon and I both realized our partner's vulnerability... We had to protect her. We needed to shield her because we didn't want her delicate, exquisite shell to be broken.
As you may very well know, we traveled to the Digital World. She was always appeared to be strong as she could... she didn't want the others to think less of her. Little did she know that they would never do such a thing. Katou Juri's friendship, kindness, and compassion were something that the rest of the Tamers appreciated and later remember with high regard – especially that Matsuda child.
I think everything was going too smoothly; it was completely unrealistic. I don't mean to brag.. but I was right.
Megidramon happened.
This monster blooming from Mr. Matsuda's rage was the very thing that broke Juri's shell, and broke her heart. Guilmon was a digimon she loved dearly... this terrorizing figure could not be him. Beezlebumon intervened, threatening the Tamer's lives. And my partner, the gallant Leomon, cared so much for us he sacrificed his life.
And the rest... and the rest is history, as they say.
Pardon me for not being able to go on... The wounds are almost healed and repeating such things might cause disastrous effects. So once again, I'm sorry.. And apologies at my dry narration... I'm not very skilled at expressing my feelings clearly like the others. I'm what you'd call a 'goody two shoes'.
I lost myself then and there. I traveled into the darkest recesses of my mind and hid, not even glancing at my remaining partner's condition. We were both affected by this traumatic incident. I know I will never forget the image of pixilated pieces of Leomon drifting into the air and sucked in by Beezlebumon, who, sadly, was laughing sadistically at his cruel actions. That was terrible. I broke down. Literally. Though I carried the 'spirit' of Leomon, I stopped working. I was merely a piece of junk. Useless...
As I mentioned before, the rest is history. I'm sure you all know this by heart. Juri became a possessed soul... in the end, we both became empty. (I'm extremely glad that we were able to banish the D-Reaper, very much so!) We're well on our way to recovery, yes indeed.
All because of our friends.
Mr. Kitagawa and Mr. Shiota were definitely our entertainment, taking any moment to paste a smile, tiny or not, on Juri's face. I admit, their antics were definitely amusing. Ms. Makino was equally as helpful in her own way – she would spend long amounts of time with Juri. The two always would talk in hushed voices (hence, I wasn't able to eavesdrop) and sometimes not even converse at all. I surmise that many words were spoken in that silence... unheard to anyone's ears. Mr. and Ms. Lee, Mr. Akiyama, and even Ai and Mako dropped by; again, each person helped Juri and I in their own way.... But Mr. Takato Matsuda was the one to top it all. 'With what?', you might ask.
Love.
He showered it on her. It was completely obvious his heart belonged to my Juri. Mr. Matsuda's lovelorn glances... dreamy eyes... True love, or perhaps beautiful infatuation, is the only things I can use to explain this young man's actions.
Yes... All in all, Juri's recovering quickly. No doubt about that, 'man'! – as Green would say!
I'm fine too I suppose... But I'm only supposing. The wounds are fading slowly, the scars forming... but all of this doesn't matter. I have I have it back.
My smile.
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Author's Note: If you thought this was dry and a tad boring, I think that's the effect I wanted it to have. I always imagined Juri's Digivice to be extremely intelligent, reflective, and prim. So, there you have it. ; I'm guessing you all don't agree... but... everyone is entitled to his or her own opinion, right?????? Anyway, love or hate? Reviews would be lovely. ;)