Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.

I'd probably continue this if I have several good reviews…

"You ought to know better than to pick a fight with TK during Kari's birthday," A young thirteen year old girl smiled as she bandaged a boy's wound. The spiky haired boy frowned, trying to push away the girl's hand slightly but failed when he felt a sharp pain in his right arm. That Takeru Takaishi beat him in a fight again and as usual, he was being treated at one of his best friends' house.

"Don't move. It'll worsen your cut," the girl reminded him gently, sitting beside the boy. They were at the girl's house, a thing that they always do whenever the boy got hurt or something similar to it. Why? They never really knew. It was sort of a thing that was essential to do whenever something bad happens.

"Well, it wasn't my fault! I wasn't the one who spilled the juice all over Kari's dress! TK should have investigated first before he goes on blaming me," the boy complained silently, but loud enough for the girl to hear. The girl laughed a little, but after looking at the boy's gloomy face, she stopped.

"I'm sure he didn't mean it," the girl assured him, but the boy shook his head.

"He meant it, I know he does. It's been the same since the day I got here several years ago. Nobody trusts me at all. They all think that I'm a stupid show-off," he said, his eyes clearly showing pain. The girl was silent for a while, quite at a lost on what to say. Most of the kids in the village think of the boy as a person who would do anything to gain attention, but he was not that kind of person. She knew that…

"Ken trusts you," the girl said after a while after the thought occurred to her. Ken Ichijouji, another one of the boy's best friend, was a shy fellow who's really kind and somewhat wise, once you get to know him, that is. A smile formed on the boy's face as he remembered that little fact. Yeah… Ken trusts him. Maybe a little bit too much for his own good, but who cares?

Still, one kid out of the whole town doesn't make much of a difference. But even if he wanted people to believe in him, no one would do it if he forced them to. The boy sighed… why was life so tough on him? All he wanted was a few loyal friends whom he knew he can really count on, nothing more. Was that so hard to gain?

"Cheer up, will you? It's not like everyone hates you!" the girl comforted the boy as he grinned a bit, but it wasn't hard to see that it was forced. If he thought that the girl would actually believe that, then he was seriously mistaken. Fuming, she said some incoherent words and looked away from the boy.

The boy, noticing his friend's sudden change of behavior, hesitated a bit before slipping his hand into hers and squeezed it tightly. The girl turned a deep shade of red and glanced at the boy in disbelief. He smiled innocently but didn't let go of her hand anyway. As much as she would like to just push it away, she wanted it to remain there as well.

"You know, I'm going to go with my sister to America next week. My mom wants me to attend high school there," the boy began gently so that the girl wouldn't be too surprised when she heard the news. The girl was shocked—and disappointed as well—but she quickly stopped herself from doing anything foolish. After all, he did have good reason for going there.

"Fine," she tried to smile, but it was no use. There was no way she could fake a smile. Not at that time, anyway. The boy shot her an apologetic look, but she just shrugged and told him that she was perfectly fine. Lying wasn't her strong point, but…

"I'm sorry," the boy apologized, gripping the girl's hand tighter.

"Can… can you promise me one thing?" the boy's attention was directed to her as she bit her bottom lip nervously. Too late to back down now… after all, she wanted to tell him that, right? She wanted him to come home again, and she was going to tell him that. Maybe she should just hope that it wouldn't sound too stupid.

"Promise me that you would come back… even after ten years or whatever… just promise me, okay?" The boy nodded and grinned, this time truthfully.

"No problem. I promise,"

"Thanks…"

Daisuke Motomiya woke up from his sleep with a start. He looked around him and realized that this was his bedroom; no, correction, this used to be his bedroom. He had used the room when he was living with Jun Motomiya, but he hadn't been there in years. Why was he there right now? Wasn't he supposed to be somewhere else?

And he also had that dream again, about her… How long has it been since he left his friends in Japan? Four years? He sure missed all of them, even if some of them weren't really friendly to him. Still, the one whom he missed most was probably his two best friends. He never contacted them after he had moved to America, simply because he was too busy.

What bothered him a lot lately was the fact that he lied to her about the reason why he had to move to America. It wasn't about his studies; Japan could have taught him much more about his own cultures than America did, but it was about something that he doubted that she would believe him even if he told her about it. It was pretty bizarre, now that he thought about it.

The only people who knew about his strange abilities were his family and also his best friend in America, Takuya Kanbara. Of course he would understand, since he was also facing the same situation. In fact, Takuya Kanbara was the first person who talked to him when he arrived at the strange school. A school where its pupils are gifted with peculiar abilities and techniques.

Ugh… his head hurts so much that it was making him feel dizzy. What in the world happened to him? Why was he at Jun's house? He was supposed to be staying with Takuya, wasn't he? All of those questions just made his head spin.

"Don't push yourself. You'll only make the headache worse," Daisuke looked at the door and saw Jun eyeing him with concern. He smiled when he realized who it was. Jun sighed a little and walked towards the bed. She put her hand on Daisuke's forehead gently while the boy blinked confusedly.

"You had me worried there for a while… with Takuya phoning me all of a sudden and telling me that you had passed out," Jun explained, making Daisuke feel even more confused. He couldn't remember anything that had happened the day before. And why did his head hurt so much? It felt like someone had hit it using a log or something…

"Jun, what happened to me?" Jun was obviously taken by surprise. She frowned a little, worried about the condition her brother was in.

"You seriously can't remember anything that happened yesterday?" Daisuke shook his head. Jun smiled reassuringly, trying to make him feel that absolutely nothing was wrong, but the truth was, she was terrified. After the big incident that happened, she was afraid that something horrible might happen to Daisuke.

After making sure that Daisuke was fine, Jun headed towards the phone. She needed Takuya immediately. He could explain the thing better than she could, since he and Daisuke attend the same school. The weird school, she always called it. She always told him that she wondered why he was born with that sort of powers anyway. Why didn't she get them? Not that she was serious, though.

She picked up the receiver and dialed Takuya's number. She was quite familiar with it, since Daisuke didn't have a cell phone so if she needed to contact him when he was out, she would usually call Takuya's cell. Jun waited patiently for the boy to pick up his phone. What was taking him so long? He couldn't have left his cell phone at home, could he?

Jun sighed in relief when someone finally picked up the phone.

"Hello?" The person who answered the phone was definitely not Takuya. The person's voice was younger and more immature, but Jun instantly knew who it was. That was Shinya Kanbara, Takuya's cute little brother. He's absolutely adorable… still; Jun had no time to think of stupid things like that!

"May I speak to Takuya Kanbara, please?" she asked politely. The other boy gave a short reply of 'sure', and called out for his brother.

"Takuya! Your girlfriend wants to talk to you!" he shouted and Jun couldn't help but laugh. Yeah right… Jun Motomiya, Takuya Kanbara's girlfriend? She'd rather not think about it. After all, she was having a perfectly stable relationship with Matt. She didn't need anyone else to butt into her love life.

"Don't be stupid! I don't have a girlfriend. Give me my cell phone," she heard Takuya said after he entered the room, slamming the door behind him. There was a small argument between the boys over what sounded like 'girls' and 'cell phones' before Jun finally got the chance to speak to Takuya. About time too… she was a bit tired of waiting.

"Yeah Jun?" Jun guessed that Takuya had kind of expected that it was her. After all, no other girls had ever called him before.

"Daisuke's awake," she began, stopping for a few seconds so that Takuya could accept the piece of information.

"Good for Dai, then. So what exactly are you calling me for?" the boy asked. It was obvious that Jun wouldn't just call him to tell that. He would have found out that himself since he was planning on visiting Jun's house that evening, after he had finished doing all his chores.

"He doesn't remember a single thing about yesterday. I'm worried… is he going to be fine?" Jun asked, dreading the answer. Whatever Takuya's response was going to be, she knew it couldn't be good.

"I don't know… sorry about that… don't tell me that he couldn't remember a single thing. What about his abnormal abilities?" Takuya asked her back, a bit apologetically. He hated the fact that he couldn't give Jun any encouragement whatsoever, telling her that Daisuke would turn out fine. How could he do that if he, himself, wasn't sure?

"I haven't asked him about that yet. Honestly, that's the last thing that I have on my mind right now. Why did the teachers choose him anyway? Wasn't there another person better suited to this job than he is? I mean, collecting stones isn't exactly Daisuke's forte," Jun admitted. Takuya chuckled a bit. Jun and Daisuke might look like they hate each other a lot, but the truth is; they care about each other deeply.

"They're not just stones, Jun. They're precious stones which probably hold the secret to the powers that Daisuke and I have," Takuya explained, assuming that Jun probably didn't hear all those facts clearly enough to fully understand it.

"Stones, gems, whatever. I don't care about those stupid powers. I'm not willing to make my brother risk his life for something that might be completely worthless. And what was with that ritual yesterday? They say that they're transferring their energy to Daisuke, but he doesn't look so good to me. If he doesn't recover by tomorrow, then I'm going to kill all of your teachers…"

Takuya sighed as Jun continued to ramble. His instincts told him that he would be hearing that for at least an hour before Jun finally had enough of talking. How he wished he could just drag Shinya to hear it instead of him.

Misaki ran to her house as soon as school was over. As usual, people were too used to her attitude to even glance at her. She greeted a few shop keepers who were friendly enough to give her a little nod and rushed to the apartment where she lived. Instead of waiting for the lift, she hurried up the stairs to the fourth floor and entered her apartment.

"I'm home!" she said cheerfully as soon as she was there. Hikari Yagami and Miyako Inuoe gave her a small smile when she opened the door. Immediately after that, they resumed their game of chess. Misaki glanced at the chess board; it was easy to see that Hikari would win the match. It was like that every day. Miyako's talent just wasn't in board games.

Misaki, however, was a different case.

"I'll help you out, Miyako," she offered after seeing her friend's depressed face. Hikari groaned a bit, quite unhappy with Misaki's decision.

"Don't help her! I'd lose for sure," she complained.

"Stop talking and start playing, my little Hikari, because you're no match for my secret weapon," Miyako replied teasingly. Misaki grinned along with Miyako as she continued to boast about how Misaki was going to flatten Hikari in that match.

"Checkmate," Sure enough, after a few minutes, Hikari lost.

"Alright, alright, you win," Hikari said when Miyako flashed a triumphant look, which was stupid because she wasn't even the one playing the game. She congratulated Misaki, who shortly after that, went into her room.

She lay on her bed, totally exhausted. She sometimes wondered how people can cope being a high school student. Everything's just so hectic with all the extra curricular activities and other things.

Quite at a lost on what to do, she turned to look at the picture on her desk. There were three people in that picture. One of them was her and another one of them was Ken. The last person was Daisuke Motomiya, someone whom hadn't contacted her for years now.

'Stupid Daisuke… I guess you're probably too busy to even call… but it's been four years! Surely you could call during holidays… did you forget?'

Misaki shook her head and tried to take a nap. If Daisuke decided that he wouldn't like to call her, then it was none of her business to know about his well beings. Still, one couldn't help but feel intrigued to know about that…

'Oh shut up, Misaki, and go to sleep,' she told herself.

A/N: Did I surprise you with Takuya's name? I couldn't resist! This fic has nothing to do with Frontier, though! R & R please!