Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Because I Could not Stop for Death ❯ My Saviors? ( Chapter 1 )

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Warning: The fanfiction you are about to view contains: attempted suicide, language, angst, yaoi, yuri, shounen ai and other such themes that may not be suitable for the weak at heart or the bigoted. Viewer discreation is advised.

Author's Note: Well I'm still searching fro someone to take up the horrendus and painful job of being my beta reader ^^; Anyone interested? drop me a line, onegai. I primarily write Gundam Wing, Digimon, and Weiß Kreuz fanfics and of course yaoi and yuri with an occasional het here and there, so you've been warned. ^_^

BIG thankies to Saki-chan for checking over the prologue and chapter 1 of this fic, it was definately a big help!! Domo Arigatou gozaimous Saki-chan!! *bows repeatedly* Sadly Saki-chan wont be able to help on the rest of the story so if/when you find errors dont blame her!! Tis my fault T_T

Thanks to: Crysie, Redrum and everyone who reviewed in the past for your helpful and kind comments ^_^



Because I Could not Stop for Death
by Lady Dragon


Chapter 1: My Saviors?

Damn it all to hell, he would not leave me be! Still I heard the incessant pounding on the door, the cries of "Yama, Yama answer me?!" I had thought that ignoring him would send him on his way, oh but the stupid, stuborn goggle-head would not see fit to give me my last wish. Alas, I worry in vain, Taichi would never get in, that door was sturdy, after all it had survived several years of my anger and frustration.

Suddenly the childish pounding upon the door stopped, and I wondered why. My question was soon answered when I heard the whir of an electric drill.

"Kuso!" I cried out load.

It appeared that he had found some of my father's power tools, Christmas gifts that had never been truly appreciated, and was proceding to take the door off its hinges. He was ruining my plans, and why, I could not fathom. He didn't want me in his life, he had told me so earlier; yet now here he was trying to 'save' me. Didn't he realize that the best way to help us both was to let me die? He almost had door off now, but the last part had not been so neatly drilled in and was giving him trouble. From somewhere outside the bathroom I heard a soft feminine voice say: "Please Taichi, let me speak to Yamato. I might be able to help."

"Mimi..." I whispered, than wished I hadn't for she had head.

"I'm here Yama."

"What are you doing here, go away!" I shouted back at her.

It didn't seem to phase her. Still she spoke to me in the gentlest of tones, which reminded me of the way I spoke to Takeru all those years ago; when we sat on my bed trying to ignore the violent arguments of our parents. It had always calmed him down, and it seemed to be having much the same affect on me.

"Yama-chan, are you listening to me? Its going to okay, everything is going to be great, you'll see. We'll work through this, together. It'll be just like old times, all of us, together. Friends to the end. You cant just leave us now Yamato, we need you. Besides what will all your fans think, all your admirers, when they dont see your beautiful smile everyday, the'll be sad Yama, real sad. You dont want to hurt people do you? Thats what you would do if you left us, you'd hurt us. Because we care about you, Yamato. We care."

I tried to tell her to save her breath, but not a sound came out. He was close, knocking on my door right now. All I had to do was open it, and in death would come. Yet there I stood, ready to embrace, and to welcome him, but Mimi's sweet sincere voice planted the seeds of doubt that kept me fighting him. I just didn't want to die anymore.

I regretted my childish tantrum of earlier, and began to think I would live, when blackness clouded my vision and turned the world inside out. He was not going to let me go that soon, he had tasted my blood and hungered for more. Suddenly the door came crashing in and I was swept into strong arms, while a pair of sweet brown eyes gazed into mine.

Vaguely I thought: "How did Taichi do that, how did they get in?" But my question was answered as I saw a screwdriver, clatter to the floor, as Taichis's hands now sought to wrap themsevles around me. Mimi had talked to me, kept me distracted while Taichi worked the last few screws out quietly. They must care a lot to go through so much trouble I thought before my eyes closed and the darkness surrounded me. As the darkness pervaded my vision a few last words crept into my ears, but made no sense to me and death.

"Yama hold on, don't let go, dont give up!"

"Taichi, hurry get him down stairs! The ambulance is here!"


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"He's waking up!" A voice shouted hurting my ears and sending chills down my spine.

"Yama are you all right?" another voice asked. They both seemed familiar, yet I could not place them with the faces to which they belonged.

'Well now here's a thought genuies' a voice in my head whispered 'why don't you try opening your eyes!' And so I did, there before me stood Taichi and Mimi. Each wore looks of sheer amazement and joy.

"I almost forgot what beautiful blue eyes you have."

At first I thought Mimi had said thism but no it was Taichi. Why would he care about the color of my eyes? I didn't understand at all.

"Oh Yamato, don't you ever do that to me again!" Mimi cried, then threw herself into my arms, much like a child would upon seeing a parent for the first time in about twenty years.

She sobbed her heart out, and kept whispering words that I could not make out, but I picked up a few like 'love', 'forever' and 'I' now I may be blonde but, I'm not dumb! She loves me I realized as I glanced back down at her tear filled eyes. I saw that love, painfully and clearly etched in her eyes, and I nearly choked up. How cold she love me? This didn't make any sense. I glanced at Taichi for a little help, the look on his face, what I saw there confused me even more. He wore a look of pain and sorrow, it just didn't make sense, nothing seemed to be as it should.

Was he sad, jealous? Yes those were the emotions embedded clearly across his face. These though, did not make any sense. He had said he didn't love me, had coldly rejected me, so why would he now care unless...he loved Mimi! Of course that was it, he loved her...but Mimi loved me. Oh what a fine situation I was in!

"Onichan, your okay!!" Takeru shouted as he came racing through the hospital door, at full speed and jumping on the bed, arms wrapped firmly around me in case I should decide to vanish on him.

The next thing I knew I had both Mimi and Takeru smothering me with hugs, while the new group of Digi-Destined stood in the doorway, a tad embarrassed and mumbling their well wishes. Taichi seemed to stiffen with the arival of the others and roughly pushed his way out mumbling something unintelligible.

"Tai-nichan, daijoubu?" Hikari asked.

He paid her no heed, and left, sending a small nod in my general direction, at least I think it was aimed at me, maybe not. Saying her hurried goodbyes, Hikari followed after him. Something told me today was not the worst day of my life, only the begining of many.

Alrighty then and there's chapter one ^__^ edited and re-vamped. So do you like? Hope so.

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