For the prompt-assistance
3. Effort
Himari, with nothing else to think about, tried to forget.
She couldn't forget the Digital World entirely, what with RIkka's consistent soft beeps for attention and happy waves at the screen in her pixelated format. She ran into Kouta every day between classes. They, rightfully so, didn't look at each other. Perhaps it was out of shame. Perhaps it was unusual to do so. Either way, they respectfully held each other's peace. She quietly packed meals they could eat, prepared schedules, parented in the only way she knew how.
Until Takuto came.
The bright blue glow of his hair was probably visible from space. Bless him. She watched him wave his arm and his digivice. It looked so silly in a crowd of people. He was even jumping up and down.
There was nothing that could really stop her from going. Nothing except herself. And her fear. How was she going to start looking? Where would she go? How far could she go?
"You sure you're up to this?" Kouta was quiet, so quiet. Sometimes she loved him.
So she gave him an honest answer, rather than the lie she was already plotting for Takuto and her family.
"I don't know," she admitted, looking at him as the light turned green. "But we didn't know what we were doing before, right? I think that's just kinda our schtick, ya know?"
"No," he replied immediately and Himari elbowed him in the ribs. She got a grin for her work. "But seriously we never knew before. What's going to stop us now?"
"You, probably," Himari grumbled despite her smile. "You're jinxing it."
"I'm not jinxing anything!"
"No," Takuto agreed as they made it to his side. "But you are taking too long."
"Not all of us run track, Takuto."
Takuto only grinned.