Author note: Still at odds about which order I should do my first two chapters. I had wanted to do alternating POV until the two meet, but that's proving to be a problem. Which order do you think is better?
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Strangely enough, she had not been on a train for the ten years she had been away from Japan. Buses, yes; cars, yes; airplanes, of course; but not a single train. Perhaps it was her way of mourning the loss of her life in Japan, or the friends that had separated after the ordeal.
Upon arriving in Japan, she had bought a ticket, not to her hometown, but to downtown Tokyo. What she was going to do there, she had no clue, but Shibuya was in Tokyo.
The train glided smoothly on the tracks. At least technology had improved during the years when she was gone. She sat through dark tunnel after dark tunnel, watching people come and go. There was not a familiar face, but it would be silly of her to think that there would be. After nearly half an hour, she allowed herself a glance at her destination.
Her eyes traced along the track. They were nearly at downtown Tokyo, and still no sign of Shibuya. Her eyes darted between the two stations usually before and after the station she was looking for, but all she saw was a large and undignified blank. The distance between the two stops was abnormally large, so she was sure there used to be something there, but there was no hint of change in the sign. No painting over, no scratching out, no deliberate cover up whatsoever, that was it. The sign must've been changed. What happened to Shibuya?
"Excuse me." She whispered, tapping her sleeping neighbor.
"Huh?" The young man snorted.
"I was wondering if you could tell me something about Shibuya Station." She stated.
"Shi what?" He groaned.
This guy was obviously drunk.
"Never mind." She said. "Go back to sleep."
"Okay." He was drooling in seconds.
She rolled her eyes and leaned back in her seat. Shibuya couldn't have been that damaged after the incident with Lucemon, but evidently, it had literally been wiped off the face of the map. Was it still there? Or was it a large black hole in the middle of a large city? That she doubted. Yet, there was no reason for the city not to repair it. Except, maybe, fear.
A deserted platform loomed before her.
"Stop!" She cried. Everyone in the car looked at her. She melted into her seat. What was she thinking? Trains didn't stop for just anyone's whim.
That was Shibuya all right. It was demolished, but it was unmistakable.
The train stopped. She grabbed her duffel bag and ran out. How long of a walk would it be to reach the station? Maybe even as much as five or ten miles. Better grab a taxi.
She whistled and waved, and in moments, she was again sitting and on to her destination.
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Author note: Okay, it's pretty obvious that I haven't done much research on this thing, so if there's anything that is completely out of whack, just let me know. Plus I haven't seen fourth season in a while, so it's kinda hazy in my mind.