Ahhh, it feels so good to be back! (Though I wish my back was here to join us...) I know I said I could have had this chapter up last night, but a strange thing happened...
But anyway, here I am with this chapter! I had actually written about half of this before I left, but was uninspired and stopped. But hey, I got off my lazy ass and finally bought FFVII (I had only played a friend's copy) and since I was at the N. Crater and was lost, said "What the hell!" and beat the game. Such a kick ass ending, although it kinda proved that Cloud really had loved Aeris. To hell with that, Cloud and Tifa 4-life!
So you can expect the next chapter to Eclipse Realm soon, and possibly another fic that's kind of a prelude to that. And since the new season of Beyblade will be here next week, I'll probably have two fics ready to go in that genre.
Now, back to Digimon. I'm really pissed that I wasn't able to see the ending to Frontier (the last thing I saw was the episode where at the end the group arrived back on Earth and Lucemon was sending a message to all of Japan), so if anyone could fill me in, I'd appreciate that.
Sorry, that A.N. was way too long, so I'll start the chapter, but first....
I guess I'll reveal what the themes for each chapter were.
Prologue - Bring Me to Life by Evanescence (I just know there's been like a thousand fics on this site that use that song. Personally, I love it, but Tourniquet and My Immortal are sooo much better. I tried to kill the pain.... .)
Chapter 1 - A quote from Kingdom Hearts (In the opening movie that you can view if you leave the controller idle for a while. Also, you can hear an instrumental version of the original theme Hikari)
Chapter 2 - line from a Linkin Park song from Hybrid Theory (Forgotten)
Chapter 3 - from Jewel's Intuition (Ah, and you thought I was just into heavy metal and rock!)
Chapter 4 - title of a Goo Goo Dolls song (I've heard that Name is, like, their best song, but I've never heard it....)
I guess I'm doing this so that you, the readers, can look up the lyrics and find the deeper meaning in the corresponding chapter. For any game or anime, just go to They usually have pretty good translations. (And I mean usually. The translation for FFX's Isn't it Wonderful is a bit wrong, from the title to some of the romaji. And the translation for G Gundam's opening theme is totally wrong.)
This chapter's theme will be a song by a group whose name escapes me at this moment... I think it's Lifehouse....
Disclaimer: Digimon ain't mine! But you can't have Tori-chan! And Shimamon! They're my babies.
Spirit, Sleeping Somewhere Cold
Chapter 5: Hanging by a Moment
"Sugoi! That was so kakui!" Mitori exclaimed as she leaped off Garurumon's back.
After Yamato and Mitori found forgiveness in each other and themselves, Shimamon reminded them of their current situation. Gabumon had evolved again to Garurumon and carried his companions from the bottom of the cliff back to where the Flymon had originally attacked.
"That's Gabumon's Champion level evolution, ne?" Mitori asked, turning to Yamato.
"Aa," he replied, sliding off the wolf Digimon's back and facing his friend. "How did you know?"
"Shimamon explained about the different levels of evolution, from In-Training to Champion."
"Guess she doesn't know about the other level," Yamato murmured to himself, placing a hand under his chin, but Mitori heard him.
"What other level?"
"Beyond Champion there's--"
"Matt," a de-evolved Gabumon said, "I hate to interrupt, but the others aren't here."
".... Damn," Yamato cursed when he noticed that too. His head was still too jumbled with all kinds of thoughts from Mitori being with him that he unintentionally forgot about the rest of the Chosen Children. He glanced around their surroundings, muttering, "Where could they have gone...?"
"Ano, Matt?" He looked back at Mitori, who was looking at her Digivice. "Everyone's not exactly in one place, but there's a group of two near a group of three, and there's only one person that's closest to us."
"So, you know how to use your Digivice?" he questioned, walking over to her and looking down at the device.
"Sort of. Shimamon and I were actually headed towards you guys when we were attacked by those Flymon, using this." She clipped her Digivice back onto her belt as she continued, "But that's all I can use it for."
"There are other uses for your Digivice--"
"K'so!"
Both Chosen Children looked at Shimamon at the exclamation and asked in unison, "Is something wrong?"
"I'm fine, it's jus' that I noticed I haven't said anythin' in a while."
"Um, right." /I have one weird Digimon..../
"Anyway, you guys can talk 'bout whatever while we walk, but we need to get going."
"She's right." Gabumon said. "The others aren't too far from here, are they?"
"No... I think they might be near where we camped last night, Gabumon. If we start now, we can reach them before it gets dark."
"So what are we waiting for? Ikuzo!" Mitori immediately turned and started jogging off...
"Tori! Matte!" Yamato warned, but it was too late, and he winced as she ran smack into a tree.
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"Ouchies..." Mitori was still complaining, rubbing her forehead as the quartet trekked through the forest.
"You really need to watch where you go instead of rushing off everywhere," Yamato sighed from where he walked beside her. "I swear, you remind me of Tai," he said with a chuckle.
"Tai? Is he one of the other kids?" Mitori questioned, then added, "Tell me about them."
"Sure. Guess I'll fill you in on what I know.
"His full name is Yagami Taichi. The guy's pretty headstrong and genki, but he's still one of the toughest guys I know. He's just as troublesome as you can be, and Sora and me constantly have to keep him in line."
"Sora?" Mitori noticed a slight change in Yamato's voice when he mentioned this person.
"Takenouchi Sora. She's like the big sister of our group, and looks after everyone. She's really selfless, and loves helping others despite her own problems. Even though she holds it back, she's just as adventurous as Tai."
"Really...." Mitori was a bit downcast, but fortunately Yamato didn't notice since he was looking straight ahead. It was obvious from the way he spoke of this girl that he admired her. Sora sounded like the exact opposite of what she was. She quickly followed with another question. "Are there any other girls?"
"Just Tachikawa Mimi. Unlike Sora, who's a complete tomboy, Mimi's a....well.... girly girl, you know? She loves pink, and complains about her hair and stuff all the time. Then again, she has become less whiny and selfish since we've been in DigiWorld. She kind of annoyed me at first, but now I understand that she's just really sincere and says what's on her mind.
"Then there's Kido Jyo. He's always worried about the dangers of the Digital World, but that's because he's the oldest and most cautious of us. Jyo may not want to go along with some of our plans, but he's always there when anybody needs him.
"Izumi Koushiro is the most practical of us, and one of the youngest. To put it simply, he's a computer nerd, but without him we wouldn't understand half of the stuff we know about DigiWorld. I'll ask him to explain some of that when you meet him.
"Last, there's Takeru..."
The name sounded familiar... Mitori remembered and gasped. "You don't mean Takeru-kun, your ototo?!"
"Yeah, our parents just so happened to send us to the same camp..." Yamato trailed off as he thought of his little brother, and Mitori gently prodded him on.
"How old is he now? Is he taking things in this world all right?"
"Takeru's eight. He grown up a little since we've been here, though he can still be a cry-baby sometimes. But he's learned to take of himself when he needs to... and count on others."
Mitori didn't ask anything else. Yamato had changed so much. He must have cared about the other kids from the way he described each so well. Even though he still had some sadness in him, he wasn't so alone anymore, though he probably didn't acknowledge that.
Maybe it wouldn't have mattered if they ever had met again. It seemed like... he didn't need her anymore.
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Chocolate opened partially, then fully to a blurry world at first. Taichi's vision cleared as did his mind, and he remembered what happened. His top priority was to see if the others were all right. He sat up, and quickly saw Sora beside him, unconscious and lying on her side away from him.
"Sora? Sora!" Taichi turned her over and propped her up on his knee as she responded to him and stirred. "Sora! Wake up!"
"Uh, Taichi?" Sora groaned, fluttering open her ruddy eyes. "Tai!" She fought a blush that threatened to color her tanned cheeks from being held by Taichi, and sat up on her own. "What happened? Doko wa minna?"
"I'm not sure." Taichi stood and helped Sora to her feet, looking around at their surroundings. There were by the stream the Chosen Children had been traveling by since they were all reunited before their most recent battle with Myotismon. No one else was in sight, including their Digimon. "This is bad. I think that guy was a Digimon, and he did some freaky attack that separated all of us."
He was feeling apprehensive without Agumon, and a rustle in the nearby bushes caused him to react instantly, positioning himself protectively in front of Sora. "Who's there?!"
More rustling, then an orange reptilian head poked out of the shrubbery, followed by a pink bird head.
"Tai! I'm so glad we found you!"
"Agumon!" Taichi laughed as his Digimon ran into his arms. "Thank goodness!" he said as he squeezed his friend.
"Oh, Biyomon! I'm so glad you're safe!" Sora said, embracing her Digimon affectionately.
"Oh, Sora," Biyomon sighed.
"So, buddy, have you seen the others?" Taichi asked Agumon.
"Nope. We just came to a few minutes ago and heard you two, so we headed over here."
"Hmm..." Taichi took a moment to think, then set Agumon down when he came up with a conclusion. "I think that was a warping attack. Each of us were trapped in those black bubble thingies, so we were all transported to different places. We must be together 'cause we were caught in the same bubble."
"So whoever everyone was close to, they're together?" Sora asked. "But how are we going to find them?"
"Sora," said Biyomon from where she stood beside the ruddy haired girl. "Try looking at your Digivice."
"Oh, right!" Sora retrieved her Digivice from where she usually stored it, in the pink pouch around her hips, and gazed at it. "Tai, according to this, the others are close by. Three are together, two are bit far off, and one is alone.
Taichi pounded a fist into his palm. "The two that are farther from the rest gotta be Matt and that other Child."
"And the others?"
"I remember, Sora," said Agumon. "But this isn't too good."
"Why's that?" wondered Biyomon.
"I believe that Jyo, Gomamon, Mimi, Palmon, Izzy and Tentomon were all near each other when we were attacked."
"Damn!" Taichi suddenly exclaimed, cueing in on Agumon's words. "That means that T.K. and Patamon are alone!"
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"Ah...Ah....ACHOO!!"
The sneeze came from a little blonde figure that was suspended by his pants from a tree limb.
"Gezundheit," said Patamon.
"Arigato," sniffed Takeru. "Someone must be talking about me."
It had been at least 15 minutes since Patamon found his young partner hanging from a tree. The little Digimon wanted to help him, but it would be a long drop if Takeru fell. And he couldn't leave him to get help because who knows what could attack him in this forest! Takeru had cried, but he settled down a few minutes ago, not wanting to attract any bad Digimon, and was now patiently waiting for someone, anyone, to save him.
Patamon hated being helpless, as Takeru surely did, but there was nothing either of them could do now. So the Digimon simply sat on a limb opposite of his partner.
"Well, it's good to see you hanging in there, T.K."
"That's not funny, Patamon!"
"Gomen, T.K., I couldn't help it.... T.K.? Oh no, I said I was sorry! T.K.! Please don't start crying again!"
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"Ne?" Shimamon paused, causing Yamato, Gabumon and her partner to turn around.
"What's up?" Mitori asked. "You have a sudden urge to yell some profanity again?"
"Nah... I hear crying." The cat Digimon twitched her large, dark blue ears, then scampered off into the bushes at her right on all fours.
"Shimamon! Gah!" Mitori ran off after her, with Yamato and Gabumon close behind.
"It's one of the guys!" Yamato said as he ran through the thicket, ignoring the twigs and leaves that scratched at his bare arms. Then he too was able to hear the cries. "Damn it! It's Takeru!"
After the sprint the trio stopped when they saw that Shimamon had halted too, and was sitting on her haunches and gazing up.
"Don't tell me..." Mitori started, catching up to her partner.
"Takeruuuuu!" Yamato yelled upwards. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
/Yamato! My brother's here!/ The young Chosen Child immediately ceased his wailing. "Nii-san! I'm fine!" came the reply. "Get me down from here!!"
"Matt!" Patamon said as he fluttered down. "I'm glad you're here. T.K. got his pants stuck on this tree."
"How did that happen?" Yamato wondered aloud, then pushed back that thought. "Nevermind, let's just get him down... What is it, Patamon?" Yamato had noticed that the small Digimon's attention was focused behind him.
"Is she....?"
"The name's Tori. I'd love to introduce myself more properly, but we've gotta get him down." Mitori turned to Shimamon. "Can you climb up there and get him?"
"Why should I?"
"Shimamon!"
"Alright, alright," Shimamon shrugged off the glares directed at her by Yamato, Mitori, and Gabumon and trotted towards the tree's trunk. Unsheathing the claws on her front paws, she began climbing up. "Yo, kid, you still alive?" she called to the boy.
"Huh? Who are you?"
"Jus' your friendly neighborhood Shimamon."
Takeru was a bit surprised when a red feline head suddenly emerged from the leaves of the tree near him. "Ano, konnichiwa, are you here to help me?"
"Nope. Man, you're tiny. An' I'm starved. I think I'm gonna eat ya."
"Nani?! No, don't eat me! I taste horrible! I don't wanna be eaten! Nii-saaaaaaaaan!"
"Shimamon! Stop teasing him!" Yamato warned from below.
"Don't let her near me!"
"Jeez, don't get your panties in a bunch."
"Cut it with the bad jokes already, Shimamon!" Mitori yelled up to her partner.
"Hai, hai," Shimamon grumbled, nimbly leaping over to stand directly above Takeru. "You ready?"
"Huh?"
"I'm gonna let you down."
Takeru chose that moment to look down. Sure, he had been calm before, but with a psychotic kitty above him and the ground way below him, he once again found himself in a frightening situation. "Ah! No no no no no no no no!" He started thrashing frantically, and the action could be seen by his brother below from the way the leaves were rustling wildly.
"Takeru!" Yamato cried worriedly. "Cut it out! You're gonna make yourself fall!"
His warning came a moment too late, and Takeru's movements caused his pants to slip off the branch they had been caught on and plummet towards the ground.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
"Take- oof!"
Yamato, of course, positioned himself to catch his little brother. Though he expected a hard impact, he still crashed to the ground rather hard. But as long as his brother was safe, it didn't matter what happened to him.
"Takeru? Takeru! Daijoubu ka?!"
".....Sugoi!! That was fun! I wanna do it again!" Takeru laughed, then looked down at Yamato. "Arigato, nii-san."
Yamato sighed. "Thank goodness...."
Mitori planted her hands on her hips and glared up at Shimamon. "You think you could have found a better way to get him down?"
"Nup." Shimamon shrugged, then began to placidly lick her paws.
"Shimamon! Don't you have anything to say for yourself! Takeru's a kid!"
"And? He enjoyed it."
"But not after you scared him half to death!" Mitori glanced at Takeru, and noticed that his pure blue eyes had been fixated on her. She blinked, and her angry expression was replaced by one of curiosity. "Ne? Is something wrong, T.K.?"
The little blonde shook his head, then looked down at his older brother. "Is Shimamon her partner?"
"Yeah..."
"So that means she's the eighth Child?" His eyes widened in joy as he asked this, and Takeru didn't wait for Yamato to respond as he sprang to his feet and dashed over to Mitori.
"Thank goodness!" he cried as he collided with Mitori. "With the eighth Child here, we can defeat Myotismon!"
"Ne?" Sweatdrops covered Mitori's head. First and foremost, she had no idea why Takeru was so happy all of a sudden. What did he mean by her being the eighth Child? Secondly, even though she was quite shorter than Yamato- he had noted that she was even shorter than Taichi- Takeru was still a tiny boy and he was... hugging her in a slightly disturbing manner.
She glanced back at Yamato helplessly, and he just shrugged.
"He does that with everyone." The humor in Yamato's eyes faded as he thought about what Takeru had called Mitori. /That's what I thought too, but she's not the eighth Child. Really, I don't even know why.../
"Takeru.... T.K." Mitori placed her hands on the boy's shoulders, causing him to gaze up at her. "My name's Mitori. Why do you say I'm the eighth Child?"
"You mean you don't know?" Takeru glanced over at his shoulder. "Nii-san? You didn't tell her she's the eighth Child?"
"Ototo, you don't understand....." Yamato refused to look up as thoughts tumbled through his mind, but he was forced to raise his eyes when a hand touched his shoulder.
Two emerald orbs gazed back at him with an uncharacteristic gentleness. "You mind telling me what's going on?" Mitori suggested softly. "I had no idea I was the eighth Child, let alone that there were seven others."
Yamato stared at the girl kneeling before him for a moment before directing his eyes to his brother, who was standing a few feet behind her. "Alright," he sighed at length. "Come on over here, Takeru. Tori, I'll try to explain all that's happened."
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"Are we there yet?" Jyo complained for about the millionth time.
"We'll catch up with them soon," Koushiro snapped a bit impatiently.
"No need to bite my head off."
"Gomen ne, Jyo," Koushiro sighed, "But you've been complaining this whole time. I thought you would have gotten used to her by now."
"How can I get used to this?!"
Gomamon chuckled at his partner's current dilemma. When everyone came to after that mysterious attack, it didn't take long for Koushiro to determine the locations of everyone else. They were headed in the direction of a group of two, which Koushiro had guessed to be either Taichi and Sora or Yamato and the eighth Child, but there was one little problem...
For some odd reason, Mimi was the only one who didn't awaken, so Jyo had been forced to carry her on his back. Needless to say, he was more than a little flustered.
Palmon couldn't help but say aloud, "Gee, I wonder what's wrong with Jyo? He's redder than a Kuwagamon in a desert!"
"There's nothing wrong with me! She's..... she's just kinda heavy, that's all."
"I don't think so...." Gomamon teased.
"Ah, it is love," Tentomon buzzed. "It is as deep as the ocean, but as mysterious as the sky!"
"Tentomon!" Koushiro tried to scold him, but ended up covering his mouth with a yellow-gloved hand to try and silence his chuckles.
"Iz-zy!" Jyo was beyond whining now, and was practically pleading with the young Chosen Child of Knowledge to stop making him feel even more embarrassed.
"G-gomen ne, Jyo, ha ha ha." Koushiro just had to laugh a bit more. He just found it funny that all of the Chosen Children - save Mimi who was blissfully unaware - and their Digimon knew that Jyo liked Mimi, but Jyo himself wasn't willing to admit it. He had to take a deep breath to compose himself. "Calm down. At least Mimi's asleep."
"I am calm," Jyo grumbled, but that would change in the next moment.
"I want the pink one, 'kaa-san," came the quiet mumble from Mimi, who suddenly wrapped her arms tightly around Jyo's neck.
The eldest Child halted in mid-step as more roars of laughter erupted from Palmon, Gomamon, Tentomon, and Koushiro. His face turned an even deeper shade of scarlet, then purple, then a deadly blue.
"Ne? Jyo?" Gomamon was growing slightly concerned.
"Losing....oxygen...!" Jyo's voice was strained, and he began to sway dangerously on his feet.
"Ah! Jyo!" Koushiro was going to help support him, but he was the second shortest of the Chosen Children and Jyo was the tallest. So he wisely moved out of the way when he toppled forward, and prayed that both Jyo and Mimi were okay.
The pink-clad girl actually woke up just as Jyo fell forward. She quickly unwound her arms from around him so that when they hit the ground, she was sitting on top of him with her hands planted firmly on Jyo's back. The action was really more instinct than reason, and Mimi blinked cluelessy at Koushiro, then stretched her arms and yawned.
"Ahh, that was a nice nap!"
Sweatdrops slid down the head of the three Digimon and human that witnessed this odd fall.
Koushiro was first to regain his senses. "Are you two alright?"
"Hm?" Mimi blinked large, round caramel eyes at the maroon-haired boy. "What do you mean?" When Koushiro sighed and pointed down, Mimi looked beneath her.
And, lo and behold, there was poor Jyo, planted face-first into the ground beneath her.
Unfortunately, Mimi didn't feel sympathetic for him. She shrieked and sprang to her feet, and unmercifully began to stomp him even further into the ground.
"EEEEEEEEEK!! Hentai hentai hentai hentai hentai hentai hen-taiiiiiiiiiii!!"
"Mimi! Whoa, chill!" Gomamon attempted to calm down the girl, but it was her plant Digimon that was able to accomplish that.
"Mimi! You were knocked out for a long time! Jyo was just carrying you!"
"Nani?" Mimi paused with her foot still in mid-air. "Honto? That's all he had been doing? Oh, Jyo!" She dropped to her knees beside him. "Gomen nasai ne, Jyo! Daijobu ka?"
"It may be a little late for that, Mimi," Koushiro observed, sweatdropping profusely. "I think you killed him."
Palmon and Gomamon gasped, "He's dead?!"
Tentomon wasn't perturbed. "No, wait, I think I saw him twitch."
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Even with her arms wrapped around herself, Mitori still shuddered at Yamato's words. She played part of his explanation through her mind yet again.
"So the seven Chosen Children in the legend are you, T.K., Taichi and the others. And you're here to save the Digital World. But, according to that man- Gennai, right?- there is an eighth Child."
"That's right. But there's one problem. You see, Gennai also told us that the eighth Child was living in Japan. And we both know that at the time, you weren't in Japan."
"So.... what are you saying?"
"...To put it frankly, there's no explanation for why you are here. You're not the eighth Child."
She knew he was simply telling the truth, but still...
Everyone was tired from the day's events, and they all decided to take a nap under the tree Takeru had been trapped in. Mitori couldn't sleep with what she had just been told, and had quietly crept a short distance away from the small group. She was now sitting on a log, not resisting the cloud of despair that had accumulated around her.
/I'm not the eighth Child. I'm not supposed to be here. I'm... nobody./
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A figure in a tree watched the girl with sharp, intelligent eyes as a shroud of dullness began to overpower the shine in her verdant eyes...
/...Interesting..../
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It was coming, and she knew it. That emptiness. That loneliness. Mitori felt her eyes began to droop shut, and everything just seemed to grow still and quiet. She was so focused on the veil that was covering her heart that she began to hear things, like waves crashing against a shore...
"Mitori."
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The figure watched as the shine suddenly returned to the girl's eyes.
/So...that is how it shall be fought against./
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Mitori didn't say anything at first when she looked up to Yamato. When had he sneaked up on her? Shouldn't she have heard him approach her? They were in a forest, after all.
That didn't really matter. She knew why he had come looking for her, and she directed her gaze to the ground.
"...What is it?"
"I should be asking you that." She didn't say anything to that comment. Yamato sighed and took a seat next to her, wanting to be close enough to comfort her but respectfully keeping enough distance so she wouldn't feel pressured.
"Look, Tori, I didn't mean to upset you when I told you that you're not the eighth Child. You have a Digivice, and a rare Digimon, so you are one of the Chosen Children. You just aren't the one Gennai was talking about." Yamato was relieved when she finally looked at him, and continued. "Really, you could be more important than the eighth Child. In any case, it's a good thing you're here."
Mitori smiled, but it was a grim expression. "To save this world? Just because I'm one of the Chosen?"
Yamato shook his head. "Don't get the wrong idea. We're part of the Chosen because of special qualities we have, and those qualities are what this world requires to be saved. For example," Yamato grinned warmly as he said this, "You're most likely the reason I'm one of the Chosen."
"How...so?"
The blonde had to stare at nothing in particular in front of him, for fear of revealing too much if he continued to look at Mitori. "You know how I was before I met you. I wouldn't open up to anyone, and I felt alone, abandoned by everyone who had been close to me. But, that day, something just drew me to you. And if it wasn't for you, I would have never known true friendship." He had to gaze back at her. "Your friendship means the world to me. I can't thank you enough for being my friend."
Mitori was taken aback by this confession, but how could she feel even slightly surprised? Every word was true. Yamato really was her best friend, and she could talk to him about anything. She returned his smile. "You don't have to. Your friendship means a lot to me, too. As my friend, you mean a lot to me."
"So do you."
The two just gazed at one another for a while, until they both realized just what they had both said. Concurrently, they both looked away at something else.
"...That sure was corny, ne?" Mitori said, a quiet nervous laugh following.
"Y-yeah, sure was."
That was a shocker. Ishida Yamato is too cool for stutters! At least, that was the impression he had given her. What brought that out?
Curious as to the reason, Mitori glanced out of the corner of her eye... to see Yamato blushing!
"....You're red, Matt."
"Nonsense!" Yamato abruptly got to his feet, bringing a fist to his mouth and coughing into it. "We better get back to Takeru and the Digimon," he said, starting back towards them.
"Yeah." Mitori stood as well, content with what Yamato told her, and what she in turn told him.
/I'm so glad I was able to get that off my chest. Yamato has changed, but it's for the best. He's finally getting over everything./
/Are you sure about that?/
Mitori let out a small gasp. /Not again!/
/Don't you dare forget how this all started... Who started all of this./
Yamato glanced over at his shoulder when he noticed Mitori wasn't following him, and grew worried at her expression. "Tori?"
She snapped out of whatever trance she had been in. "Nani? I'm fine. Come on, we need to get back to your brother. Who knows what Shimamon may have done to him." Mitori let out a laugh she hoped was convincing as she brushed past Yamato. /Don't worry, don't worry..../
Yamato hesitated, looking after with a slight frown. Her expression... He had never seen her so.... scared in as long as he knew her. He knew there were times when she would be scared, but she would never show it. What could have frightened her so much that she would just freeze?
He gave a quick survey of their surroundings. Nobody seemed to be watching, and he didn't hear anything. With a frustrated sigh, he followed after Mitori. Whatever was bothering her, he hoped she would tell him soon, before it became something serious, dangerous.
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The figure bristled at the presence felt. /.... It really is beginning again. This time... I refuse to let that happen again!/
Not a leaf stirred as the figure left in an instant, as silently as it had arrived.
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Woo, foreshadowing! Some of you are probably thinking, "What the hell? Is this joke of an author trying to say her character is more important than Kari-chan?! WTF?! I'm not reading this anymore!" Please don't think that! Kari-chan is still going to be a very essential character. Very, very essential! I'll bring in more action (finally!) in the next chapter. And now, I leave you with more Japanese terms, and hopefully you'll leave me with something too. (hint hint)
doko wa minna - where is everybody?
hentai - pervert
honto - really?
gomen nasai ne - I'm so sorry
sugoi - wow
kakui - cool
daijoubu ka, daijoubu desu ka - Are you alright?