"Check your god damned messages, you dumb ass!" Matt yells into the phone. Taichi winces, "How many have you… left?" he inquires, rubbing his ear.
"Around, I dunno, since last month? Two a week, so that's two times four. Eight. Go ahead, check, dumbo. Call me back when you're done so I can tell you 'I told you so.'"
Taichi roles his eyes and says, "Yes, blondie." Putting the phone onto the hook, he waits a few seconds, then presses the 'messages' button.
The machine begins speaking in the automated voice, "You have 10 new massages." Taichi slaps his hand onto his face.
"Message one: Taichi, it's Matt, pick up the phone, I need to talk to you…
Message two: Call me back, it's Matt, damn it, it's been a few days.
Message three: Taichi, pick up the fuckin' phone!
Message four: Taichi, I really need to talk to you, you're such a irresponsible mumbling in the background Grr! Never mind! Call me when you can!"
Taichi laughed and then continued listening.
"Message five: Taichi, I still need to talk to you, plus I need to ask you about what I heard…
Message six: Yagami Taichi!
Message seven: WHAT. IS. WRONG. WITH. YOU.
Message eight: I did not die because of something physical, Yagami Taichi."
Taichi stopped breathing, the words stung, he knew who they were from, and barely heard the last few,
"Message nine: This is your mother Taichi, call me back as soon as you can.
Message ten: I swear I shall choke you, dumb ass. Call me!"
He hit the erase button, thinking about what Izzy had said. When had he left the message? The day he had committed suicide? Tai shook his head, trying to forget, the pain in his heart aching now more than before.
Koushirou walked down the sidewalk of the familiar town, smiling that no one knew him really. There were just to many people in the world. His black eyes seemed dull, though, and his long red hair was not pulled back into a ponytail like it usually was.
He did not really want to come back to this place that he considered hell, and although he was rather caught in limbo than actually being there, it still felt all to close to being alive again.
He was heading toward Alpha Dorm, Taichi's dorm. It was close to nightfall now, dusk, really, and Koushirou was in no rush to be there, but neither was he stalling.
He was trying to enjoy what he knew he would soon leave behind, much to Amaya's inevitable displeasure. He found himself relaxing in his long stroll, breathing the air deeply and enjoying just being alive for one last time.