Of The Tiny Flowers

mamo-chan and petit producshizzle w

AU (Alternate Universe) and OOC (Out of Character) kozumi fiction: the plot and other spare characters belong to me! Kouji and Izumi and any other Digimon OC's belong to Digimon, which I do not own. Eh.

Dreaming of My Past Part I

Izumi rushed home, her violet eyes watering. She jumped onto the creaking porch and bounded inside; flying up the stairs like someone was chasing her. Tripping on her air mattress, she fell into it and cried. A white puffy ball flew up into the air and landed on her back, still sound asleep. She sobbed until she realized that she didn't have to go back.

"I never want to go back there again!" she wailed, though hr plan was to return anyway. "I'll probably end up killing him." Memories flooded back to her. Memories she had buried long ago…


Begin Petite Flashback

It was a cold rain day, for what she had expected. Izumi wore her usual black dress, an apron over it. She wore no shoes. The dismal day had just gotten worse when she spied the armor of a knight through the large family room window. She fingered the bright yellow petals of a young tulip. The pitter patter of the rain gave her no comfort as she heard him walk up to the large front door slowly.

"Are you sure you want to fight in this war?" she opened the door just as he was about to knock. She was caught off guard by the seriousness of his face. She hadn't seen him like this since they were young.

"You know I have to, love." The knight held a wet hand out to her, eyes staring at her lips which were graced with a frown. Moving her shaking hand, tears began to blur her vision. He grabbed it and pulled her to him, taking the blossom from her cold hand. She shook uncontrollably in his strong grasp.

"I don't want you to leave, please, reconsider. The rebel army will never reach here. They do not need you," she wept. The knight gazed down at the girl in his arms, water dripping from his long dark hair. It seemed like his eyes had no emotions, but that was most untrue. To Izumi, his eyes were unhappy and deeply hurt.

"I wish I could believe you, truly. I wish I could," his voice was barely above a whisper, for he knew he couldn't let his tears run free in front of the girl he loved and trusted so much. Izumi's heart was being ripped in two at his very presence. She knew it would be goodbye in a matter of time. That's why he was here... so he could leave.

"I've already tried to stop you. You must go. 'Tis a destiny you must face. Please, promise you will come back to me?" she turned and put a pale hand on his equally cheek. Her tears trickled down her unblemished skin, looking like drops of rain.

"I shall try my best." A slight smile was forced upon his face for the sake of appearances. He squeezed her gently for the last time. "Stay safe, love." His lips came down on the top of her damp head. Izumi's eyes shut tightly, trying to keep her temper under control as the winds began howling. Momentarily, the knight looked around at the suddenness of the wind.

"Until we meet again." She was released and she watched his back as he made his way to a large white stallion. He hopped on and rode off. Izumi's sorrowful face slowly turned to disappointment. She was disappointed at herself for letting him leave with such a tearful goodbye. If he couldn't stay, she could have at least been supportive. Why did she open her big mouth?

"Why must fate be so unkind to thee?" she put her hands on her hips as tears flowed from her dark violet eyes. She was too afraid to tell him her real reason for begging him to stay. Turning, she went inside, slamming the door. Walking slowly to her closet, she opened it and glared daggers at the bow and quiver full of arrows that rested inside. She grabbed the bow, feeling the string as she pulled it back expertly. It had been a while since she had taken her beloved Kaze from its prison.

"This talent of mine is some sort of curse…" she laid her beloved weapon out on the table and changed into fresh clothing. She wore a large over shirt, hiding her feminine features, making her look like a young boy in a skirt. Slinging the quiver across her back, she rushed out the door in the opposite direction the knight had gone in.

"I pray we do not meet in battle," she said as she got to the rebel army, taking her place up in a delightful pink tree, sure to hide her from the eyes of the king's army. Soon enough, a rumbling was felt and Izumi looked out from her flowery hideout and spied the shine of armor. Pulling a delicate arrow out the quiver, she strung her bow with ease. Aiming at the first head she saw, she released her deadly arrow and others followed behind her. She obviously wasn't the only archer, yet she was protected because she was a girl. The first row of soldiers fell as a rumble was felt as the soldiers broke into a run and then horses charged at an alarming rate. Arrow after arrow she let fly from the bow, each hitting the mark expertly. Her unrelenting strength kept her going for quite some time, striking down any soldier that seemed to come too close. Suddenly, another violet shake broke forth, but this time, it was different. It felt much closer than the distant tremble from before. Someone was actually shaking her tree. Had she missed someone?

"Archer! I have found you!" A familiar voice rang out. Clinging to the tree with all her might, she bit her bottom lip to keep from conveying any emotions or from uttering any sounds. Finally, as the shaking slowed, an arrow was shot upwards, barely missing her stomach, which she felt was in a thousand knots. Glancing down, Izumi's eyes widened in horror as she saw her knight, arrow pointed at her. She tried to scramble to the other side of the tree, as an arrow grazed her cheek, imbedding it between her index and middle finger. Starring at the tip, the end of the arrow, she saw that it belonged to her! Jumping up the branches, she was hidden amongst the petals. Hearing footsteps around the tree was nerve racking. As soon as they faded away, she grabbed her bow and jumped down… into the knight's clutches. Surprise crossed his face as he watched the girl squirm in his arms.

"No!" she shrieked, as the knight dropped her to the ground. "Kouji!" She quickly grabbed an arrow. As he approached, she shook violently, thinking him mad at her, though his expression was far from angry. He was actually quite confused as to why she was out here. Before too long, Izumi was up on her feet, feeling as defensive as ever. She pointed the arrow at his face. She looked like a poor frightened animal that was cornered, ready to be punished for misbehaving.

"Izumi, don't worry. I'm not going to-" he was cut off as he dodged the tip of a sword. Someone had come to the blond girl's aid. With Kouji distracted, she ran to the quiver of arrows at the bottom of the tree. Quickly stringing an arrow, she pointed it at Kouji's adversary. Hesitating to let the deadly arrow fly was the last thing she wanted to do. She watched through glazed eyes as Kouji ran past the other to Izumi at full speed, sword drawn. Believing this to be an attack, she brought her bow down and grabbed her ammo, fleeing from her lover around the tree. Izumi panted as she dripped Kaze, adrenaline pushing her on. Kouji followed the girl but stopped dead as the arrow nearly pierced his neck.

"Stay away!" the girl cried, tears beginning to well in her eyes. Blindly, she stabbed at him again, missing. Sheathing his sword, Kouji wrapped his arms around Izumi, ignoring the perpetrator coming at them. The safe feeling she felt in his arms relieved much of her stress. A man's dying scream brought her back to reality as she saw the reckless man, sword raised, ready to strike them both dead. Taking the arrow, she rammed it into Kouji's chest as hard as she could and pushed him away. Seeing the enemy fall to the ground, the rebel stopped and turned away, and headed back into the heat of the fighting. Izumi gave a sigh of relief, tears flowing from her already stinging eyes.

"I'm sorry, love," she sniffed, looking down at Kouji, the arrow jutting from his chest and red liquid gushing from the deep wound. Armor didn't save him from her strength. Staring down at his hand, she saw her beloved yellow tulip, a bit crushed, but otherwise safe from any harm. He had done the same for her. He had protected her and what did she give him in return? She had given him death.

End of Flashback


The blond beauty fell into a restless sleep and didn't wake up until noon. She stared at her hands and sighed. She was going to go back. It was destiny… but what did destiny had in store for her this time?

To be Continued in Chapter 4.

mamo: It's finally longer. I hope this chapter wasn't too confusing… I fear I went crazy with stuff… the next chapter is bound to be just as… confusing? I don't know. Just wait and find out! The second half of the chapter had nothing to do with the first half… so I just made it two parts. haha.

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