((OMG! It's been more than a year since I last updated ANY of my fics… I'm so sorry for those who enjoyed them. But it seems that it didn't really die… I lost most of my chapters that I was supposed to upload, so now I have to start over. I moved, and had school to deal with. I'll try my best to update as soon as possible, juggling with my school and the other fics. So bear with me…
With time gone by… I might have forgotten a bit of the plot of this story, so I'll be changing it a bit… but you won't notice. Throughout the story, time will shift, and I won't warn you about it, unless I have to. You would tell if it was the past by the italicized words, but I won't exactly tell you of the age of that time. You'll have to guess… But I'll slowly try to go through the past from the beginning till Daisuke returned. Takuya and his friends will be with the present. So it will be two separate stories all happening in once! Isn't this exciting?
In the first chapter, Jun said it has been 14 years that has past since Daisuke left, but I'm changing it to 16 years. I'll give you a few people's ages, and from there you'll just have to do the math…
Ages:
Takuya & Izumi- 10
Kouji & Kouichi- 11
Junpei- 12
Tomoki- 7
Daisuke-33
Ken-34
Jun-37
That's about it for now. The others will come soon. Oh! And surprising pairings will pop up soon!))
On Fiery WingsBy: Blind Dark Fate
Chapter Two: New Lives
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The gates are open again. Your children have been naughty and interfered with my plans. I know you're here, and I'm planning to take what's going to be mine.
End of Message…
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"D-Dai…?"
Slowly, chocolate brown eyes opened to see the many leaves above, with tiny bits of blue sky. There was a soft breeze, rustling through the leaves, causing the eyes to squint a bit. The vision turned, to see a boy, with short lengthy indigo hair, a rare, but beautiful color. His azure eyes were soft, and glistening gently with the light from the day. "Hmmm…?"
Slowly, the owner of the chocolate eyes sat up, rubbing his sleepiness from his eyes. He had spiky maroon hair, and looked smaller than the other boy beside him. He yawned in a cute way, causing the blue haired boy beside him to blush with a pink tinge on his cheeks.
The two boys were sitting on the green grass, underneath the shade of the trees. It was their favorite spot in the park, and they often come here when they had time together. The two were the best of friends. You'll not see one without the other whenever they had a gathering with their friends. It was like they were stuck together, never separated after their adventures. It was never unnoticed by the others that one would eventually have feeling towards the other, something more than just friendship. Unfortunately, Ichijouji Ken was the one who had fallen for his best friend, Motomiya Daisuke. And the other is oblivious to the other's feelings, even though they know each other inside and out.
"C-can I ask you something…?"
"What is it?"
Daisuke, the maroon haired boy, his skin more tanned than the pale boy, titled his head, looking at his friend. Ken turned his head away, hoping to hide away his colored face. "Well… actually, I want your advice…"
"Okay, shoot." The younger boy blinked his chocolate eyes. When there was no response for a while, Daisuke leaned a bit. "What? What's wrong, Ken?"
"It's just that…" The older boy held his breath. "There is this person I like… I mean, really, really like…" The blue haired boy failed to see the fallen expression from his companion beside him. "And… I don't know how to tell that person, in fear of… being rejected… you know?" Ken was resisting from looking at his friend.
Daisuke looked up at the sky, his eyes stinging. Something was tightening in his chest, and he didn't understand why. "W-Why can't you… just tell them…? I-if… that person rejects you… then still seek for their friendship…y-you're a… r-really nice person…Ken…"
The blue haired boy blinked his eyes at his friend's shaky voice. Curiously he turned his head and saw Daisuke looking up at the sky, with closed eyes. He smiled up to the sky. But what mesmerized him, yet hurt him, was the falling glittering tears. Ken's mouth gaped open in shock. "D-Daisuke, what's wrong?" He asked in concern, his hear pounding in panic.
The boy shook his head, and just smiled at Ken. "N-nothing is wrong… K-Ken… Y-you deserve… to be I-in…in l-love…" More tears fell freely, and Daisuke tried so hard to make them stop. He felt really ashamed, crying in front of his best friend, and he was a guy!
Strong arms wrapped itself around his small frame, shocking the smaller boy. His chocolate eyes were wide as the arms brought him towards Ken's frame. Not knowing what to do, he tried to question his friend in his actions, but the boy froze when he felt his best friend trying to comfort him. "Why do you cry, Daisuke?"
"…I-I don't know…"
Ken chuckled, and rested his cheek on top of the boy's head. "Do you want to know who I really, really like?" He asked softly. When there was no response but a soft sniffing sound beneath him, he continued. "It's the person whom I care for so much, the person who is always there by my side, looking out for me as I to him. This person is my closest friend… my first friend… even my best friend …"
Daisuke's heart stopped, and his eyes widened at Ken's words. "All I ask for that person is to tell me… if he feels the same… and if not… I want to stay as best friends with him…"
The boy burst into more tears, but of joy. His heart flooded with warmth, and he wrapped his arms around the older boy's waist. He held on to him tightly. "I do…" Daisuke pushed away slightly, blushing deeply with a wide smile. "I… I do return your feelings… Ken…"
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He closed his eyes as a gentle breeze blew by. Slowly opening them, he saw the familiar figure standing before him, a few feet away. His eyes glazed as memories flooded past him. 'I-I…I can't …' Swallowing, the man opened his mouth slowly. "Ichijouji…"
Violet hued eyes looked into chocolate brown orbs. It was like time stopped, and nothing around them moved or made a sound. "Motomiya…"
He felt it, this thick hair hanging around them, as they kept staring into each other's eyes. They knew that time has passed between them, and for years they have never seen nor made contact with one another, after that forgotten history behind them. None made a move, nor did neither of them made a notion to start a conversation. It was just silence.
The man with maroon hair blinked his eyes, and the stillness went back to reality. He thought it funny that the two would meet up here, near the place they once have always came to. "Y-you've changed…much…"
"It… it is you." The older man whispered, but audible for the younger man to hear. He walked across the field, up to the shorter man. Motomiya Daisuke pouted a bit, seeing that he was still shorter than the other. "You haven't… changed much…either…" Ichijouji Ken said quietly, in his deep tone.
Daisuke closed his eyes, and turned his head away. "Please don't… can't we just… pretend nothing happened and… start over?" He said in a soft tone, even with his deep tone.
Ken turned around, and looked up at the sky, with the wind blowing through his hair gently. "Why? Why would you want to forget all about it? After what has happened? Why?" His tone was rising, as if in anger, and pain.
The maroon haired man bowed his head. "…I can't… no… not here… not now… please…" He whispered. 'After all that has happened… I wanted so bad to be with you, but I let that go… I had to or else…'
The blue haired man took in a deep breath, and let it out shakily. "Fine… but… you'll-"
"I know…"
Ken turned around, and saw the blank chocolate eyes looking down. He took in another deep breath and forced out a smile. "So… what brings you here?"
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He tossed and turned, furrowing his brow. When wide chocolate brown eyes snapped open, the boy quickly sat up, breathing hoarsely. Takuya looked around and recognized his empty room. His bed was set, and so was his empty desk and shelves. The umber haired boy pushed back his sheets, and draped his legs over the edge of his mattress. He placed his head in his hands, closing his eyes. 'What… what was that? I don't understand… that dream…'
There were flashes of images, and the boy trembled. He stood up from his bed, and shakily walked his way out of his room, to the bathroom. He quietly closed the door, hoping to not wake his father. After he locked it, he ran the faucet and splashed the cold water on to his face. 'I'm not feeling well about this all… I know something is going to happen… but what?'
The boy walked out of the restroom, and froze when the door to his father's room opened. The maroon haired man looked up at his son sleepily. "Ne, Takuya, what are you doing up?"
The umber haired boy laughed to himself and scratched the back of his head. "I had to use the bathroom… that's all."
Daisuke raised a brow, but nodded his head. "You've got school tomorrow. So I don't want to catch you over sleeping." The boy watched his father walk into their kitchen, and look into their fridge. Takuya walked up slowly to his father, and watched him in silence. "Er… I have to remember to go to the groceries…"
When the man stood up straight, he jumped a bit, seeing his son standing there. "Ne… is something bothering you, Takuya?"
The boy shook his head slowly. "Not really… maybe I could tell you about it tomorrow… it kind of slipped from my mind." He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. The boy walked towards his room, and said a quick 'good night'. Daisuke stared at the closed door, frowning.
Takuya looked around his barren room, and sighed. He walked up to the window, and stared at the starry sky. 'Somehow… I feel the need to tell my dad, but then… I don't… I'm afraid of his reaction…' He sighed, and ran his hand through his hair. 'I'll just have to talk with my friends about it…'
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"The Digital world has opened again after many years… and the next generation of destined children are in danger…"
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"Maybe I should have called before we came…"
Takuya looked up at his father and raised a brow. "Oh, it's okay. They're really expecting, dad." The boy said sarcastically. Daisuke rolled his eyes, and led his son through the halls of the apartment building. The man watched as the numbers passed, searching for the right one. "Um… dad? Is it okay for us to come? What if they are not there? I know you really want me to meet Aunt Jun, but they might be busy, you know?" The umber haired boy asked, feeling a bit nervous.
Sure he was a bit anxious, but he was also really excited to meet his father's family, the one he has never talked about. His father never talked about his past, save for a few moments of his experiences. Takuya wouldn't want to ask, fearing that his father might get mad, though he knows his father doesn't get mad at him easily, only if it concerned his school. Takuya always wondered what his father was like, thinking that the man was way opposite that he is, personality wise. He has never met that much of his friends… unless they are workmates from his job. To him, his father was a bit of a mystery, but he still loves him dearly.
"Nah… Jun isn't really working right now. She is pregnant, you know. And her husband, Shun is probably working at the hospital, even in weekends." Daisuke replied, stopping at the apartment number '58'.
Takuya crossed his arms, and pouted a bit. "No… I don't know…" He muttered, standing next to his dad. The boy watched as his father rung the doorbell, and the two waited patiently outside for a while. "See… they aren't here… let's go, dad." The boy tugged on his father's sleeve.
Daisuke sighed, and was about to turn away and listen to his edgy son. But then the door opened, and the two blinked at the one who opened it. It was a red haired woman, with long hair loosely pulled back in a bun, and pretty hazel eyes. The woman looked to be in her late thirties, and was a few inches shorter than Takuya's dad. "Can I help you?"
"Er… I think I got the wrong house…" Daisuke laughed embarrassingly, and lightly pushed his son the other direction. "Sorry…"
"Sora, who is it?" I female voice called from inside.
The woman in front of them shrugged her shoulder. "Some person."
The door opened widely, and another woman appeared, a few inches shorter. She had wavy maroon hair, pulled back in a loose ponytail, and with umber brown eyes. Daisuke froze on the spot, seeing this woman, and Takuya raised a brow in question. The woman gasped seeing the young man, and then threw her arms around him. "Oh my gosh! It's you!" the woman cried, tears falling from her lashes.
Daisuke smiled widely, and returned the woman's embrace. "Hey Jun…" He said softly.
The woman pulled back and looked at her long lost brother. More tears fell, and she smiled widely. "It's been so long… You've changed so much… Daisuke…"
There was a gasp, and Takuya and Daisuke looked at the ginger haired woman. She had her hands on her mouth, with surprise, and tears threatening to fall from her hazel eyes. "Oh my gosh… is it true?"
Jun stepped back, and smiled up at the red-haired woman. Daisuke blinked his eyes, and then smiled widely at the recognizable woman. The other woman, Sora, shook her head in disbelief. She then enveloped the man in a tight hug, like his sister did. "I can't believe… you're back, after nearly 16 years… oh my gosh!"
"Yeah…" Daisuke returned the hug, and rubbed the older woman's back. "I really didn't expect to see you so soon, actually."
Sora pulled back, and looked at Jun. The maroon haired woman laughed to herself. "Oh that's right… Sora is married to Jou…" Jun placed a finger on her chin, looking up at the ceiling. "I thought I told you that…"
Daisuke, with wide eyes, stared at the ginger haired woman, with a gaping mouth. "Um… no…" Then the man laughed. "Wow, wouldn't have guessed it…"
The ginger haired woman placed her hand on her hips. "Humph, and we are happily married, thank you very much, with two healthy children at that. Who did you think I was going to marry?"
The maroon haired man scratched that back of his head, blushing in embarrassment. "I don't know… some other guy?"
Jun laughed, and looked around. Then her eyes fell upon the forgotten boy, standing behind his father in a small distance. "OMG! Is that little Takuya?" The woman squealed, and pulled the boy in a bear hug. "He's so cute! He looks just like you, Daisuke!" The boy was blushing madly in embarrassment, and was having hard time breathing. "If you haven't known yet, I'm your Aunty Jun! You're too cute to be Daisuke's son!"
The man sweat dropped. "Please Jun… You're kind of suffocating him…"
The maroon haired woman pulled back, and apologized. "Oh! Hitomi will love you so much!" The woman took Takuya's wrist, and tugged him inside the apartment. "Come in, come in! Let's not stand outside the whole day and have are reunion in the hallway!"
Sora giggled behind her hand. "I tell her not to over exert herself all the time, you know with the baby coming and all… but I guess I can't stop her…"
"She's just stubborn…" Daisuke replied, closing the door behind.
"I guess it runs in the Motomiya genes, then… Oh, I hope Hitomi nor Takuya is like you two." Daisuke scowled at the woman, and caused her to giggle in response. "So… how old is your son?" The two walked into the kitchen, and saw the mess on the table. Sora blushed and ran over to clear it. "Sorry… Jun and I were kind of preparing for the picnic tomorrow…"
Daisuke shrugged and waved a hand, saying that he didn't mind the mess. "Takuya is ten, I believe…"
Sora scoffed. "Don't know you own son's age? Typical, bet you don't know his birthday either." She chided.
"Hey! I know it by heart! Just because I forget my own, doesn't mean I forget his too!" Daisuke crossed his arms.
The woman laughed. "I was only kidding. But he is a nice young man. My son is only eight, and my youngest is three; she's a girl. They are here right now, probably hanging with Hitomi."
The man sat down at the offered seat, and watched the ginger haired woman busy around the kitchen. "Oh? And what's their names?"
"Jenrya and Shiuchon." The woman smiled to herself, thinking of them.
"Cute names." The man leaned back and thanked Sora for the glass of water she placed on the table. She smiled at him. "Do you and Jou leave around here?"
Sora nodded. "Yes, not that far. I help Jun in taking care of her daughter when she was working. But since she isn't right now, she offered to take care of mine."
Daisuke raised a brow. "You and Jou are working as?"
"I'm a designer here." She chirped proudly. "And Jou is a doctor in the emergency ward."
"Wow…" The maroon haired man leaned on the table, watching the woman walk about the kitchen.
Sora looked at Daisuke, and then turned to washing the dishes. "I know you're curious."
Daisuke blinked in surprise. "About what?"
"The others…" She said softly She could tell that the man was staring at her with this look. She didn't have to see or imagine it. She knew that he would be like that. 'He's just like before… acting as if he was loud and carefree… but really… curious and hiding something…'
Sora titled her head a bit to the side, closing her eyes. "I could tell you this… everyone has lost contact with each other, a few years after you left. The only ones I know about or ever heard from them are Taichi, Yamato, and Mimi. But… I haven't heard from them since last year or so. Been kind of busy with Jou, the children and Jun's family."
She glanced over her shoulder and saw the blank stare the younger man had. She sighed softly, and stared out the window before her. "Well… Mimi, she moved to Europe… Paris I think. She got married, and the last I heard was that she has a son, almost the same age as my Jenrya."
"She doesn't want to stay in one place, does she?"
Sora smiled to herself. "Yes, well… she is this talk show host, pretty famous in France. As for Taichi…" She chuckled a bit. "He is with Yamato still, and I think they got married… but I'm not really sure. They do seem like they are, and it has been for a long time too. They even adopted a girl for their daughter."
Daisuke snorted. "Poor girl… with them constantly fighting, I'm sorry to think of how she would end up."
Sora laughed too. "Yes, that's what I thought too… but she's really nice, even though a bit quite and pouty. I think she is younger than my son…" She turned off the faucet and dried her hands on the towel near by. "Oh! And then there's Hikari that I heard from Taichi." She turned around and sat down in front of the young man. "After having her first son, she got married to Takeru." She saw Daisuke's not so surprised reaction, but was a little curious at what she said at first. "Well… they are a happy family, from the last time I heard of them. They even have two other daughters."
The maroon haired man smiled. "That's nice…"
"But that's all I know of. I tried to get a hold of Koushiro, but I lost contact of him after moving to a different apartment. With Miyako, Ken, and Iori… I haven't heard from them after Hikari and Takeru graduated from college." Sora slightly bowed her head. Daisuke smiled at her reassuringly.
"OMG! DAISUKE! IT'S TAKUYA!"
The man stood up in alert, and ran to his sister's alarming call. He ran to a room, and saw his son, unconscious on the ground, with a blood falling from his closed eyes. "Takuya!" He fell to his knees and picked up his son's head.
"I don't know what happened!" The maroon haired woman gasped. "We were just talking, and then… oh my gosh…" There were three children gathered beside her. Sora came inside, and took the children.
"Daisuke… do you need me to call for an ambulance?" She asked, in a stern tone, trying to calm her family.
The man picked up his son, surprised at how light he was. "No, I just need a few things, and he need to rest." Sora nodded her head, and went to get the things Daisuke asked for, after leading the children to the living room.
Jun stood up, with her hand on the boy's shoulder. "Take him to my room." She then led her brother with his son to another room. "Will he be alright, Dai?"
The maroon haired man frowned deeply, gazing at the umber haired boy. He didn't reply, but placed the boy down on the larger mattress. Sora came rushing in, and placed the things on to the nightstand. Daisuke took the washcloth, Sora had in a basin. He knelt down beside the boy, and wiped away the crimson stains on his face. 'This isn't good… he is already after him…' He frowned deeply, but then his expression softened, looking at the boy's sleeping features. 'I'm so sorry… for everything that you'll be put through… but I promise, I will protect you, even if I have to die trying…' he bowed his head, holding on to the umber haired boy's smaller hands.
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Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Kouji? It's me… Takuya…"
"Takuya! Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing really… it's just… I need to talk to someone right now… and I'm feeling… a bit edgy, that's all…"
"What's wrong? You know you can tell me…"
"It's just that… you know that feeling you have in the pit of your stomach, when ever you think something is going to happen?"
"Why? Did something happen to you? Do you want me to come over?"
"No! It's okay, Kouji, nothing happened to me. Don't be all freaked out about it."
"I'm not freaked out! You know I care for you, okay?"
"Yeah I know…"
"So?"
"…"
"Takuya…?"
"I'm afraid…"
"Afraid?"
"Something really bad will happen to those who are close to me… my dad the worst! Even you!"
"What do you mean?"
"I've been having… these weird dreams, okay? And… not only at night, but more of these flashes appear even at daytime. And then… just the other day… I thought I saw some Digimon at the park. I went to look, but then these flashes attacked me in my head. When I woke up, I found out it was already late, and that hours passed. And plus… there were these scars that just appeared on me… Kouji… I'm freaked out! I don't know what to do!"
"Were you hurt, as in pain?"
"Weird thing is… I don't remember really… after a few days, they were gone. I tired to tell my dad, you know ask him, but I know he won't understand. He's getting a bit suspicious about me know, and I don't know how to tell him about all this…"
"It could be tied to the Digital World somehow, but I'm not sure why it's happening to you…"
"…"
"Listen… if something happens again, tell me, okay? I do want to help, but I'm not sure how I could…"
"You just want to see me… I do too… I need you with me right now…"
"I'll be sure to come when you need me… please be careful, Takuya."
"I know I will…"
To Be Continued…
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((Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! A million more sorry! I know I haven't been updating, and no, I don't have a writer's block… not any more though… So, surprised of the pairings? There are more, and you'll find out about the other kids and their stories. I've decided to have the characters from the Tamer series in here too. So, you'll just have to wait and find out who are their parents too. You may have a few guesses, but you'll have to wait till the next chapter.
So how is it so far? Sorry if you might not like the pairings, but I'm experimenting, even though I don't fancy them either. It's just fun for me, I guess. So something is going on with Takuya. Daisuke is hiding things from his son. Why did he run away years ago? Why didn't he tell his son of his past? What is he really hiding?
Please Review! I would love you very much! And I thank all those who gave me reviews for the last chapter. Sorry if this one wasn't that well… kind of fuzzy on writing right now. I have the next chapter, but I'll wait for a few reviews…))