Unwell By: Sweet Bliss
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Disclaimer: Sure I own Digimon. I also have a big mansion and millions of dollars… not!
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Zoe drove her cherry red convertible towards the area of the institute. She was already late by half an hour with the time being 8:30.
"I mean seriously who wakes up at 8:00 on Saturday to go meet some crazed psycho?" she thought aloud while her mind wandered to this mornings current events.
--Flashback--
"Izumi Orimoto, wake up. Your already late with your 'appointment'," Mrs. Orimoto yelled at her daughter, calling her by her real name, Izumi.
"Alright, alright I'm up," she said rolling off the bed, clumsily.
Zoe picked herself up off the floor and towards her closet. 'Let's see. What to wear, what to wear?' She decided that it didn't matter and that she didn't need to make an impression on these people. Picking out a pink tee and white flared jeans she went into the bathroom.
"This is going to be easy," she said to herself, combing out the last of her tangles.
"Zoe, hurry up. You are going to be very late. This is not a way to make a good impression." Her father yelled.
She decided to ignore them and continued pampering until her little brother, Mamoru, came in.
"Get out!" the 16 year old girl yelled.
"No, besides you're running behind," the 14 year old said.
"Ugh." she said walking out of the bathroom.
"Oh yeah, If you see Mimi tell her I said hi." Mamoru said, making Zoe disgusted.
"Eww. She's like not interested. Anyways she has Matt." Zoe said, as Mamoru slammed the door in her face.
--End Flashback-
This is how her morning went. Her mom yelling, her dad father yelling, and Mamoru was… being Mamoru. It was 8:45 when she reached the institute. She pulled into a handicapped parking space thinking that nobody would care. She entered the building and walked up to the main desk.
"How may I help you, miss?" a middle-aged man said.
"Umm… Mr. Akio, would you direct me to Takuya Kanbara's room," she said.
"You're from Ms. Sakamoto's class aren't you?" Zoe nodded. "Up the stairs and down the hall to room no. 300." "Thanks." she said turning on her heel and running towards the stairs.
On her way to the stairs she ran into a nurse, knocking both down.
"You should watch where ya goin', honey," the nurse said helping her up.
"Gomen," she stuttered.
"Ya headed to Takuya's room?" again Zoe nodded. "Well, I'll take ya there." "Arigatou," Zoe said. The lady smiled and lead Zoe to Takuya's room. Zoe looked at the door for a little while and then started to knock. But before her hand reached the wood she heard talking on the other side. "Are you sure this is the room?" Zoe asked.
"Yeah. He just does that from time to time. Holler if ya need me." Zoe watched as the woman left her alone with this person. Zoe lifted her hand again and knocked loudly.
"Come in," was all she heard from the other side.
Zoe entered the room. There on the bed was a 15 year old boy. Brown hair and his brown eyes just scanned her up and down. All of a sudden Zoe didn't feel comfortable around him.
"Hi. I'm Takuya Kanbara and you must be Izumi Orimoto," he said standing on the bed, waving ridiculously.
"Zoe. Now would you come down here so I can get this over with," Zoe said impatiently.
Takuya dropped down on the bed rather hastily as Zoe took that as a good thing. 'I was right, this is going to be easy' she thought. "So, Takuya, why are you here?" she asked. He looked at her once again. He made her feel uncomfortable again Amazing at how he can just look at someone like that.
"I really don't have a problem," he started. "It's the other people in the world that have problems." "Riiight. But why are you in this god forsaken hell hole?" Zoe said, starting to get aggravated.
"I talk to myself in public. And I answer myself. Of course, I have the mind of a 5 year old occasionally." Zoe scribbled down all the information he had given her. She looked back up at him. Knowing already what her question sheet had said she asked the next question.
"How long have you been in this hell hole?" she could tell that he was thinking, or so it seemed.
Takuya lowered his head. Zoe was growing impatient and really wanted to leave and he wasn't helping. When he did raise his head Zoe seemed to have not noticed the crestfallen part of him. He mumbled something and Zoe sighed frustrated. "What? I didn't hear you," Zoe asked, slight irritation could've been noticed.
"Eight years." Takuya said, shrugging and starting to bounce on the queen sized bed.
Zoe stood there for a moment. Eight years. He was pronounced crazy at eight years of age.
"I'm just gonna… just keep jumping, just keep jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping, just keep jumping. Are you okay?" Takuya asked taking notice of Zoe's still structure.
'He was put here when he was eight. How could someone do this to another' Zoe asked herself mentally when a hand started waving in front of her.
"W-what?" Zoe asked shaking her thoughts.
"Are you 'kay?" He said once more.
"Yea. How- why did you get put in here at eight?" she asked.
"My parents didn't want to let me go but all their friends and my teachers said it would be best. 'Cause after five I stopped growing… mentally," he said sighing.
"You seem fine to me," Zoe said.
"They've been working with me a lot and I've been improving," Takuya started. "But every now and then I act like a five year old." He smiled at her. Zoe had realized then that maybe working with Takuya wouldn't be so bad after all.
"Ms. Izumi, time's up for today," the same woman that she ran into earlier said.
"Already?" Zoe asked as the lady nodded.
Then Zoe remembered they only had an hour with the person. And with her waking up 15 minutes late, taking 15 minutes to get ready, and 15 minutes of getting there, that only left 15 minutes to chit chat. The lady closed the door as Zoe turned around to see Takuya. But when she turned she was surprised by a hug from Takuya. Once he ended the hug she stood there dumbfounded. 'Boy was I wrong about everything,' she said mentally. "Thanks for coming," he said waving.
Zoe waved back. She left the building with some weird feelings. She ran out in the parking lot to her car to be greeted by a little slip of paper on the windshield.
A ticket.
Sweet Bliss: Hope you enjoyed this. Sorry for not updating sooner. Don't worry I'll update A LOT quicker this time. R&R!! WUV UW WOTS! Oh and if you want to get a preview of the next chapter or a preview of my next Takumi comedy please cause I'm not ESP! JK!