Gotsumon fought with our partners for about 10 minutes, and Takeshi stood there just freaked out. To be honest, we had no idea why this fight was going on… Aimi walked up towards me and asked, "Is this like some midget Lucha Libre match?"
To be honest this fight seemed sort of slapstick compared to the last fight we were in… It really didn't even seem like anyone was in any real danger… Gotsumon wasn't that strong compared to Uzimon… Patamon and Gabumon mixed their attacks and blew Gotsumon in the bushes. Aimi asked, "So what was that?"
"Ummm… In short it is the contents of that egg that popped out of your cell phone…" I said as I scratched the back of my head.
She opened her bag and pulled out the egg. Takeshi said, "Is that another one? How many other humans have these thi-"
Suddenly rocks flew right at Takeshi's face. Gotsumon popped out of the bush, stuck out his tongue, and ran away. "OW! THAT FUCKING PILE OF ROCKS!!!" Takeshi said as he grabbed his head. Aimi ran over to him to check it out while I just stood there dumbfounded. So this evil, which we needed protection from, throws rocks at us and runs? What?
Takeshi said, "What the hell, what did I do to deserve that? I mean other than the normal stuff!"
Suddenly a hand touched my shoulder and said, "Well for one he is a despicable twit!"
I turned around and Patrick was there with that plastic smile and slicked back hair. He walked past me and got in front of Takeshi and said, "Hmmm… You look like shit, you know that?"
He then laughed as Takeshi shot him the dirtiest look I think I have ever seen on his face, he turned around and started walking. As he walked away he shouted, "Just so you know, Gotsumon is my partner… We're now even for that insult in the gym!"
Takeshi's jaw just dropped as he screamed, "YOU FUCKING NEEDLE DICK!"
Another rock suddenly hit his face. Takeshi fell over on the ground with more blood gushing out his nose. Patrick stopped and turned around… He said, "You really shouldn't insult people, it's a real slap in the face!" He then continued to walk away.
Jesus Christ, he was out of his mind. All of that was for one insult? Takeshi lifted himself up slowly, placed a hand over his nose, and said, "Listen man, I am going home to bandage these cuts up, there is food by the bench! You and Patamon deserve it for helping out!"
As Takeshi walked away I turned to Aimi and said, "I want you to meet Patamon!"
Patamon laughed like a child and said, "Are you two going out?"
I smacked him in the back of the head and shouted "Shut up you little hairball!"
Patamon shouted, "Hey, I saved your life bub! You better show some respect!"
As Aimi giggled we continued to fight, but there some strange feeling between Patamon and myself. We could almost see the invisible smiles on each other's faces. Just to be friends with him made me feel a happiness that I've never felt. I could tell he felt the same way. After we finished I went over to find the food only to find my bag filled with rocks. I turned back at Patamon and said, "Sorry kid, I think Gotsumon got to the food before us!"
He fell down and said, "That needle dick!"
I kneeled down by Patamon and said, "Takeshi and Patrick really are having a bad influence on you kid… Let's get you some food!"
Aimi said, "Hey, why don't you come to my place?"
I laughed and said, "Oh, you don't have to!"
Aimi flicked her wrist and said, "I'd love to have you two over! I can make you dinner!"
I replied, "I hate to impose!"
Patamon than bit my leg, I screamed, and he shouted, "SHE SAID FOOD! YOU BETTER NOT TURN IT DOWN!"
"You little fucking monster!!!" I shouted.
Aimi was rolling around the ground laughing. She was trying to catch her breath as she said, "You two are hilarious!"
I just laughed it off with her and agreed. We started walking to her house, on the way we talked about Digimon and this unknown force that we needed protection from. We almost were lost in our conversation. It only seemed as it a few minutes had passed but we got to her home. When she laid eyes on it she seemed to change a bit. Her voice lowered and her normally sunny disposition just vanished. As we walked to the door I spotted a note, she just tore it down, threw it behind her, and opened the door. We both walked in and I just had to ask, "Is anyone home?"
She exhaled, shrugged, and whispered, "Beats me…" She then looked at me, and sensed the concern in the air because almost like a switch she began to smile. It was that smile I saw before, that fake and painful smile… She continued to say, "I'm going to make some food! You can sit down!" as she walked towards the kitchen.
Patamon flew out of my bag onto the couch, he passed out almost instantly. He sure does sleep a lot… I began to look around at the pictures in her home. I think I learned something about Takeshi, maybe something would be here that could explain why Aimi was so sad when she got here. In one picture there was a man, presumably her father. He was built, he looked scruffy and somewhat dirty. I think he was a construction worker. I looked to the right of it and there was another picture of Aimi with her father. Below that was a picture of Aimi, her father, and I guess that was her mother. But on the next shelf was her mother with a different man. In fact these are all of her mother and the other man. I looked around an realized that the pictures of Aimi stopped, it was just her mother and I guess this guy who may be a step father or something.
Aimi walked out of the kitchen and said, "It's almost ready…"
She stood there with a pink apron and with that fake smile. I hated looking at it, I could sense such great pain and sorrow. So I just popped another question at her… "Could you tell me about your father?" I asked.
She looked at me and she couldn't keep her smile any longer. She looked down and said, "He died when I was seven… He fell from scaffolding on the worksite…"
I couldn't even look her in the eyes, it was too hard, "I'm so sorry…" I said in a low voice.
She shook her head and said, "No, don't be! It's somewhat nice to think of him…"
"Nice?" I asked, "I have to be honest, the reason I asked is because I know you are sad about something. I thought maybe you could confide in me, maybe you would feel better. But that's not why you're sad? If you don't mind me asking, then why?"
She smiled and said, "Thanks… But you have to realize my mother was head over heels in love with my father. Together I think we were a perfect family… But when he died…"
She let out a big breath of air and continued, "… She was so devastated. She was so afraid to love again, but then Eric came into her life. And she fell in love with him and remarried. She want from being afraid to love again to being afraid to lose again at that point, at the age of ten he stole my mother from me. She was so in love with him that she began to forget about me, but Eric remembered me…"
Aimi stepped closer to me and pushed her head into my chest. She closed her eyes, "He always berated me, humiliated me… Told me I was no good at all… I resented him and I still do! I want my mother to be happy, so it's hard for me to say anything… She is just so fascinated with him!"
A tear rolled down her cheek, I placed my arms around her and whispered, "I know what it's like… I know how hard it could be…"
The pain returned to the side of my face as I closed my eyes. The voice of my uncle was so deeply seeded in my head, "I'd prefer it if you were dead!" and "The only thing you are good for is taking a punch!" All of the crap he told me, all of the pain, physical and emotional, he caused… I wanted to inflict on him. And when I was taken away, I was brought to an even worse monster… Dr. Johnston…
I clearly remember being tied to the chair with that mechanism hooked up to me. He paced back and fourth and said, "Don't get any ideas just because there are no guards are cameras…"
I was so young… I remember how I was violently shaking with fear and there was a tear caught in my eye as I stared at his smug face. He spotted it and smiled as he flipped a switch. A sudden bolt of electricity surged through my body as I screamed in agony. He kept switching it on… I suddenly opened my eyes and looked straight ahead. I wasn't there anymore, I should just move on until the day I actually do kill him.
I hated him so much, but the anger brought way to the sadness… The day I lost my parents… I could clearly remember the after math. I was soaked to the bone, covered in blood and bruises. I was looking at the wreckage as my father's body stuck out of the windshield. I was covered in a towel as the ambulance did there best to clean up the scene. The paramedics looked down in silence, they knew it and I was naïve and hoping my parents would live… But some part of me knew that wasn't going to happen. I started crying and a policeman tried to console me…
"The thing is…" I started to say, "We may lose in our life, but still… With tomorrow always on the horizon, there are always new people that come into our life. I could never replace your father, but no matter what happens, I'll be there for you. Takeshi kind of taught me that. He's not my father or my mother, and my stepparents are not either, but they make me happy. And that's all I could want right now in my life."
She said, "Death is irreversible, that is true… But I guess as long as we love life…"
She looked up to me and our eyes connected, she said, "And those who make us happy… Death is just our end and with that comes great sorrow, not the fear we must be consumed with throughout life!"
She began to smile, and I could tell it was real. She kissed me on the cheek and said, "Thank you, I am going to finish dinner, okay?"
I nodded and watched her walk back to the kitchen. I plopped down on the couch and to be honest, I was still really consumed with that sorrow and fear. I know I was weak, bit I was thankful I could at least be strong for someone else. I poked Patamon on the side and he slowly woke up.
I looked at him and said, "Hey… If you ever die… I'll kill you… Okay?"
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Character Profile
Name: Takeshi Ohanti
Age: 14
Born: 3\11 in Yokohama, Japan
Likes: Goggles
Dislikes: Evil People, Fake People, Basically Patrick
Partner: Tsunamon
Character Profile:
Name: Patrick Pierce
Age: 15
Born: 8\23 in Manhattan, New York
Likes: Serial Killers, Money, Women, Violence, Suits
Dislikes: Gay People, Optimistic People
Partner: Gotsumon