I do not own digimon.

Chapter 6

-Hikari, can you do me a favor?- asks me a girl in the bathroom, looking me through the mirror.

-What is it about?- I wonder while I wash my hands.

I used to try to make everyone happy, but now I have realized that no one can be happy all the time and that not because someone is smiling that person is happy. I guess people have gotten used to the idea of me helping everyone all the time, which I don´t really mind. It is easier to solve problems when they are not your own and being of use is a good feeling.

-You see,- she starts to explain at the same time she is playing with her skirt nervously- I´ve overheard my brother bragging about making fun of some boy.

I know I won´t like what is next. His brother is the captain of the ruby team and likes to play rough on boys that are not as strong or fast as he is.

-But I don´t know who is going to be their victim,- she continues looking at the floor- just that the boy will be in the rooftop and it is not going to be nice.- She pauses.- I am sorry, I didn´t know who could help.- She says with a pleading look in her eyes.

-Don´t worry.

-If my brother finds out…- she shakes her head- I´ll distract him and you can get the boy out of there.

Today is different from every other day, I can´t tell what exactly is out of place.

I run upstairs. There is no one, but I can hear voices, that and the creepy shadows give me Goosebumps. When I finally get there, I can´t see a single soul, reason why I step forward until I am in the middle of the place.

I look for the boy, the would-be-victim. I finally know who he is. He is sitting on the floor, his back pressed to the wire, writing on his notebook. I didn´t know he still had that habit. Well, it is not like I had to (or could) know every detail about him.

The door makes a big noise as it closes. His gaze lifts.

-You shouldn´t let it do that.-He say in a sight, like resigned.

I cross my arms. My pose is defensive.

-It is not like it won´t open again.- He just looks at me. My arms fall at my sides and grieved, I close my eyes.- It can´t be open from here.- I open them again, his blue ones stay on me.- Right?- I seek for confirmation.

-Hmm- he pucker his lips,- no.

Right after he finishes saying this, he returns his attention to his little black book. I stay by the door, without knowing what to do next. Was it part of the joke me being trapped here? No, even if they share DNA, Megumi wouldn´t be capable of doing that, at least not consciously and voluntarily.

I come closer to the border of the place, which is surrounded by a metallic wire (this is good, because if it wasn´t I don´t doubt that I would try to through myself off of here just to get away). I can see the rugby team from here. They are all there and they are all laughing. Perhaps this was a trap. Maybe they thought we would kill each other.

-Be careful with the wire.- Says a monotone voice from its seat.

I haven't realized that my fingers were gripping tightly the wire. However, my fingers were the ones who suffered the most; they are all read while the wire is intact. I open and close my fingers as I walk in circles.

-You are giving me a headache.-He tells me after some time.- Stop,- He continues tiredly, then, he adds:- please.

I stop for a minute or so trying to find a solution, but nothing comes to me. This is supposed to be a place where no student should be, therefore, if I scream for help wouldn't be so good for me. Besides, even if I did it, the first ones to listen probably would be those bastards. I keep on walking in circles, making up a revenge plan against them.

I hear a noise. This makes me turn. It is a disappointment when I realize it was just the blonde boy closing his little book. The weird thing is that he has stand up and comes closer to me until he is right in front of me.

-Come.- He commands with deep voice, putting his big hands on my shoulders.

-Don't touch me.-I resist him crossing my arms.

He lets his fall to his sides and sights.

-Just chill, someone will come up and open that door. We will be free soon enough.

He looks me directly in the eye; his blue ones are luring me and offering me serenity. I know well that behind those blue orbs there isn't that much serenity as they want me to believe. Nonetheless, I let him think he has won this round. I nod.

-Ok.-He says in the matter of someone satisfied with the outcome.

He turns and sits down where he was; once there, he points with his head the place at his side. This situation is very familiar to me, the difference are the scenery and the time. I pinch myself without him knowing (I hope) to come back to the here and now: it is not the time for flashbacks. I sit beside him. Of course, I leave a prudent space between us.

Up until now he has behave decently so I should do the same. Don't run away, don't treat him differently. His mask is for me or for everyone else?

-At least the sun is shining today,- he offers looking up to the sky- it is good there is no rain or too much wind.

His knees are flexed and his arms are loosely on his knees.

-Yeah…

He sighs heavily and closes his eyes.

-The sun is a nice partner,- he says as if he was talking to himself- it warms you up, comforts and illuminate.

When you write, your poet chip stays on, right?

-I prefer autumn.

He laughs shortly, it is as if he doesn't believe me.

-I prefer spring.- He pauses, still looking up,- all reborn.

Not everything. Or perhaps it does, but in a different way. Maybe what dies in autumn is replaced what borns in spring. It is not the same, it is all different.

We are different.

-Have you ever been in love?- He blurts out of the blue.

I look to the front. In love? Are you asking if I ever liked someone? Not just his fisic, but his personality? If I once wanted to be by someone´s side all day because being apart was almost hurtful to me? If I kept talking to him just to hear his voice? If every moment we spent together was a treasured memory?

No. No more.

-No.- I slowly say.

I can feel his gaze on me, but I refuse to succumb.

-But you had a boyfriend.- He recriminates me.

Yeah, I guess that happened.

-Not everything that shines is gold.

-I guess you wouldn't get it, even if I told you.- He whispers to himself, I barely hear him. Probably, it wasn't meant to be heard.

Was I wrong? The golden couple is really fond of each other?

No, I really doubt that.

-I´ll guess,- I say looking at the clouds- the girl you like does not feel the same way about you.

Perhaps he does like her, but she definitely wants him for his popularity. I´ve heard that she will run for prom queen, if she is with one of the most popular guys of the school (come on, they are the golden couple) she has already the crown.

-For someone who has never liked someone like that, you are very insightful.

-Maybe, I have. Long ago.

A joyless laugh escapes from me.

I hear a shout that says "bingo!" and immediately, I recognize the voice. Enough of small talk. I stand up as fast as I can before he has the chance to continue talking. Yolei is resting her back against a tree, Ken is in front of her, between them there is only half and arm of distance (his arm). There is no one else in sight. Don't interrupt.

-You shouldn't interrupt.- He echoes my thoughts.

The blonde boy is standing by my side. The distance between us is back and I am not only talking about physical distance. I can feel it in the air.

-It is our best chance to get out of here. If we wait for…whatever is happening finishes, they'll be gone. Besides, I am not peeping to know when they… are finish.- I cross my arms.- No way.

He stares at me weirdly.

-What?- I ask a little annoyed.

-Nothing, it is just that that was the longest thing you have said to me for a long time.

I roll my eyes and look the other way. Yolei and Ken separate from each other.

-I think that their "moment" has passed.- I nod, then, he shout the name of his friend.

The ones on the ground look up to us.

A/N: I hope you are enjoying this story.