Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Diaries ❯ Time to Heal ( Chapter 8 )

Dark Diaries

Entry 8 - "Time to Heal."

Written by Rocker Starlight

Permission from Lord Archive

A/N ~ This chapter has sign language in it, as well as a part of it that is written in the form of a message board. The sign language will be shown with [ - ], and the message board will be seperated from the main text by a *~*~* above and below it. Thank you, and enjoy the fic.

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Erin gave a soft yawn, as he felt himself slowly awakening. It felt like he head been asleep for almost a day. Wondering what time it was, he turned his head to the right, opening his eyes to look for a clock.

The boy's eyes flew wide open, as he saw a young blond girl at his side, snuggling up tightly to him. Jill's hair was going everywhere, while her eyes were still a little bit puffy from crying the night before. She pressed herself closer, making a soft noise in her sleep.

As his face started turning a slight crimson, a similar movement on his left side caught his attention. Erin turned his head around, finding Witchmon cuddled onto his other side, with some padding and bandages holding his arm in place as she pressed against him as well. One of her hands was on his shoulder, encompassing it in her palm, while her head lay on the hand.

Erin squirmed slightly in the sleeping sandwich, trying not to think about how both girls' bodies felt against his, as his face threatened to start glowing red. After a short while, he finally extracted himself from the position, watching as the two girl's cuddled up to one another as they looked for him in their sleep.

Wincing slightly, he slowly began taking some of the bandages off, remembering how Death Meramon's chain had felt when it wrapped around his arm, injuring him when he got whipped into the bridge supports. "Least I can still move it… Hopefully means it isn't broken…" Getting to a minimal amount of bandaging, Erin began changing into another shirt that he assumed Jill had brought out for him, as she watched the young woman and digimon sleep with one another.

Erin bit off a groan, as he tried lifting his arm a little, barely able to lift it before the pain was too much. Testing moving it forward and backwards proved the same. As long as his upper arm stayed still though, he could bend the limp from his elbow. Thankful for small thing, he looked at a small piece of bread that sitting on a plate. Taking it, he almost swallowed it whole, making himself chew it before he gulping it down. The small bit of food did let him know just how hungry he was, as he felt his stomach growl loudly.

The creek of the door caught the teen's attention, bringing his right arm up defensively. He relaxed, as he saw a head of read hair pop in, glancing around for a moment, before they settled on him. Angela's eyes widened, as she burst into the shed, hugging Erin around the waist tightly.

"Oh my god, are you alright? We saw the news, and Jill and me were so worried, and then Witchmon left, and…" Erin cut the young girl off, as she started to rambling, ruffling her hair slightly before kneeling down to her height.

"I'm fine, Angel. Thanks for worrying though." He smiled slightly, wiping the young girl's cheeks clean of her tears. "So is Ms. K mad I'm a little late for the social worker?"

The red head stared at Erin, confusion showing on her face. "Erin, the social worker came yesterday."

"What?!" The yell woke to two girl's sleeping on the floor. Jill blushed from the compromising position she had been in, while Witchmon darted her head around, as if expecting an attack. They looked over, watching Erin's eyes almost fall out of their sockets as he addresses Angela. "Y...Yesterday…?"

Jill stood up, standing next to Angela, and nodded. [Yes. We told Ms. Klink that you must have been at the attack, and that's what made you late. We didn't know what else to tell her, when she started wondering why you weren't back.]

Leaning against her crate, Witchmon stayed seated on the floor, petting her cat as it curled up in her lap. "That's what happened. When you went to sleep after the fight, you didn't wake up until sometime in the middle of the night. Jill told me to get her attention the minute you woke up, and I did. Then when you two fell asleep, I waited a bit, and went to bed myself." Glancing out the cracked door, Witchmon yawned softly. "Judging by how it looks outside, I'd say you've slept almost an entire day away."

Erin stood in shock as he listened. He'd been asleep for almost twenty-four hours? It almost seemed impossible, as his stomach growled deeply again, wincing slightly from the slight pain he felt from it. As more then a couple questions started running through his head, he decided to deal with his immediate problem. "Is it possible to get some food? Or is Ms. K too pissed at me to sneak me into the kitchen?"

Jill gave a silent giggle. [We will get something, big brother.] She laid her hand on Angela's shoulder, leading the younger girl out of the shed.

Watching the girl's walk out, Erin rubbed lightly at his shoulder, feeling a small amount of pain just from touching it, but not enough to make him stop. He looked over at the lazing digimon, who was purring to her cat, clearing his throat to get his attention. "Ok, care to explain how you and Jill are speaking?"

Witchmon shrugged her shoulder slightly. "I can use minor telepathy. It allows me to communicate with a couple minds within reach of me, but that's about the extent. It's made it much easier to speak with the girl, since I don't know her hand language, and she can't speak."

Erin blinked, as he heard her explanation. "But you said you contacted her when I woke up. That's a lot farther then your reach…"

Witchmon sat up, stretching her arms slightly, pushing her small breasts out slightly. "Well, if I concentrate, I can contact someone a bit of distance away. So, I focused on her while I watched you, and gave her a small warning when you woke up. It's not something I can do easy, but it works." Giving another small shrug, she laid back on the crate, watching the brown haired teen.

Slumping to the ground, Erin winced a little again as the stomach pain came back. "Damn it, why am I so hungry…? Feels like I haven't eaten in days…"

The Adult digimon watched him for a moment, sliding her hands behind her head. After a few minutes of silence, Jill and Angela walked into the room with two large plates of food, partially fruits and vegetables, and the other part junk food.

Erin wasted no time, as the food was set in front of him, digging into it ravenously. Using only his good arm did slow him a little, but part of the food he barely even noticed, nearly swallowing it whole as he shoveled it into his mouth. After a couple minutes, he looked up, glancing at the three pairs of eyes staring at him. Whipping his mouth with his wrist, he felt his cheeks heat up a little, giving an indignant look. "What?"

Witchmon was the first one to speak, as the two humans just stared with their mouths open. "Well, I've never seen anything eat that much since the time I saw a Greymon sit down for lunch. And since I doubt they have seen anything like that, I sincerely doubt it's something else. How often do you eat a couple meals worth in under a minute, Erin?"

The boy blinked, glancing down at the food. He had barely noticed before, but the food was almost completely gone, an apple and a candy bar being all that was left. Reaching down, he started nibbling at the apple, as he thought about what the digimon had said. It was like the first few days after his fight with that Dark Tyranomon. The first couple, he hadn't really noticed anything, but on the third, he had eaten double the amount of breakfast then normal. It had been as if his body was trying to revitalize itself.

Shaking the questioning thoughts away, Erin stood up, finishing the candy bar quickly. "Alright. Come on, you two. Time to face Ms. K." Deciding it was better to deal with it sooner then later, Erin followed the two girls out of the shed and into the house.

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Jill rested her head on her arms, sighing softly. All of the children in the orphanage had ended up bring present while Ms. Klink chewed into Erin. The boy had stuck to the story of being caught up in the battle, but that still left him high and dry as to why he hadn't come home. He just barely squeezed out of being completely grounded like before by naming one of his classmates and saying he had run into them and stayed the night. However, he had been given extra duties around the house for a couple days, for forgetting to call and tell the orphan's caretaker.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Jill sighed softly. She didn't have much to do, with Erin doing her normal housework. Angela had taken the digimon in their shed some food for lunch, which now meant there was nothing really for her to do.

Walking to her door, the young pre-teen looked out her door, seeing no one in the hallway. Tiptoeing down the hall, she gave a second glance, before slipping into Erin's room. She remembered the teen telling her about the CD he had been given when he had met other children who knew about the digimon, and she needed to find something out.

Jill shifted a couple of the boy's clothing drawers, before she found what she was looking for. Pulling out a small CD case, she opened it, seeing a colorful CD as well as a small post-it note with an e-mail address and Selene's name written on it. She giggled, assuming she was right in her big sister's name being Erin's password.

Slipping the CD case into the back of her shorts, she walked back out of the room, giving a quick glance to make sure no one saw her. Walking downstairs, she peeked in the kitchen, seeing Erin still washing dishes, and slipped by quickly.

Walking into the living room, she found Ms. Klink sitting with Mary, the young red head leaning against her elder. Moving behind the pair, she glanced at what was playing on the television.

"Reports are still coming in, as we look on at the damage of the latest monster attack." The female reporter moved to the side slightly, showing the destroyed bridge behind her. "We have also confirmed the destruction to the Beecher water tower, the damage showing that the water had burst out of the tower's side, and a crater being found behind the elementary school the tower is next to, with some minor damage to the school itself. The police have given their assurance that the incidents will be taken care of. Thankfully however, no one was killed in this incident. This is…"

Jill ignored the woman, as she tapped her caretaker's should softly, gaining her attention. [May I go on the Internet, Miss? I would like to look something up for a summer project I was given.]

Beverly nodded to her young ward, letting the young girl walk off, as she stroked Mary's hair softly. The young girl had fallen asleep early in the news cast. Picking the nine-year-old in her arms, she walked up the stairs, to let her take a nap.

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Jill sat down at the computer, waiting patiently as it booted up. She looked at the computer disc, remembering a little of what Erin had learned from the disc, and hoping it could help her find an answer to her current problem.

The young girl knew about Erin's injured left arm, and since he had woken up, it was still barely moving. Although he had somehow been able to hide how badly it was hurt from Ms. Klink, she knew he could not keep it a secret for long. Even when he had been doing the dishes, he had been struggling whenever he had to move his arm.

Jill jumped slightly, as she felt something brush her leg. Looking down, Witchmon's cat rubbed against her leg, purring deeply, before leaping up into her lap. She smiled sweetly, petting the feline a few moments, before the cat jumped onto the desk, sitting next to keyboard. Jill smiled as she watched the cat lick its paw, cleaning its fur.

As the computer finished loading, Jill slid the CD into the drive, watching curiously as she let it load. After a moment, a program opened, showing a place to type in an e-mail address and a password. Using the post-it in the case, Jill's assumption proved right, as she logged herself into Erin's account.

Jill blinked, as she noticed the large amount of e-mail sitting in the account's inbox. She didn't think Erin had checked it once since he had opened it. Closing the e-mail, she clicked a link, opening the message board Erin had mentioned, looking at some of the recent posts. A few she didn't understand, although one about teen pregnancy made her cheeks blush a little. But that wasn't what she was here for. Opening a new topic, she began typing…

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Message: Medical Assistance!

User: Erin Storm

Title: N/A

Location: Mt. Morris, MI, USA

Digimon: N/A

Timer: 06-18-04 17:02:15 GMT

Hello. I'm a friend of Erin's. I apologize for using this message board without permission, but I could not think of anywhere else to try and find help. Erin was in another fight yesterday, and hurt his arm very badly. However, he refuses to admit to our caretaker how badly he is hurt, from fear of someone in the hospital putting together his injuries and his fight. Is there anything I can do? I'll be online for a while, so I'll be watching in hopes of seeing something before I leave. Thank you!

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Posting the message, she hoped she didn't get Erin in trouble for this. If he hadn't been so stubborn about not telling anyone when they had walked into the house, she wouldn't have been forced to take this measure. So he would have to deal with it, like he was the dishes. Smiling softly to herself, she shrunk the window, waiting patiently to for a reply.

While she waited, she explored the information portion of the disc, reading through the different kinds of digimon there were, as well as trying to understand what a Digi-Destined was. After an hour of learning, she switched windows again, to check on her post. She was surprised that there were already a few responses, for such a short period of time, but began reading them quickly.

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Message: Re: Medical Assistance!

User: Emily Tatum

Location: Detroit, MI, USA

Digimon: Tsukaimon - Airdramon

Time: 06-18-04 17:26:17 GMT

How was Erin's injured? I can see why he wouldn't want his identity known. But how did you access his account?

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Message: Re: Medical Assistance!

User: Jade Thompson

Title: Power of the Star

Location: Melborne, Florida, USA

Digimon: Hagurumon - Starmon - Super Starmon

Time: 06-18-04 17:30:45 GMT

Isn't that the name of the boy who turns into a digimon, north of you Emily?

By the way, just how DID you access his account?

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Message: Re: Medical Assistance!

User: Greg Jones

Location: Detroit, MI, USA

Digimon: Gomamon - Frogmon

Time: 06-18-04 17:35:23 GMT

Just who are you anyway? No one should be able to simply 'get on' someone else's account. Why should we believe that guy's even hurt, from someone who shouldn't even be on here?

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Jill blushed a little, frowning slightly to herself. From the sounds of the responses, it was clearer she was definitely not supposed to have gotten on his account. And that last message was calling her a liar! Just as she was about to respond, to try and convince them she wasn't lying about Erin, the page refreshed, showing another message.

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Message: Re: Medical Assistance!

User: Mimi Tachikawa

Title:

Location: New York, New York, USA

Digimon: [Yuramon, Tanemon, Palmon, Togemon, Lillymon]

Time 06-18-04 17:39:14 GMT

I would like to know who you are myself, but Erin getting better is more important. :) Send me an E-mail from where you are, and I'll gate to you with help. And tell Erin he owes me one for interrupting my date for this. ^_^

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Jill's eyes went, grinning widely. Someone was willing to help! Quickly clicking the link, she typed a small salutation and sent the mail along. Petting the purring feline, the mute girl blinked when she saw a small program open on the computer. It looked like something out of a sci-fi movie, before she noticed the small video screen in it. Leaning in closer, she saw a girl with brown hair on the other side of it, waving at her.

"Hello there!" Jill blinked as she heard the girl talking through the computer. "Would you mind getting your cat and moving away from the computer, please?"

Nodded numbly, she picked up the cat and moved to the other side of the room, away from the computer. She stared in surprise as she watched the computer screen flash a bright light. As she blinked the light out of her eyes, she noticed the two figures standing in front of the computer.

Next to the computer desk, stood a tall man, looking little older then Brian. He had dark blue hair that was combed down the middle, and had a pair of glasses on his face. Wearing a relaxed, button up shit and a pair of jeans, he smiled softly to her, before helping the girl sit in the computer chair.

"Oww… I still need to get used to that…" She smiled sweetly, as she took a seat. Her brown hair lay draped over shoulders, with a purple-ish pink cowboy hat hanging behind her head, as well as two small pigtails in the sides of her hair. She was wearing a pink tank top, with a pair of jean sleeves going down each arm, looping around her middle fingers. Her mini-skirt was made of the same material as her sleeves, reaching her mid-thigh and her shins and feet had a pair of white stockings and heeled cowgirl boots.

Mimi tilted her head, looking Jill over a second, still smiling. "So you're the one who found a way onto the message board?" she stood, wincing slightly as she stepped forward, extending her hand. "Mimi Tachikawa. Nice to meet you."

Jill stared a moment, shaking the older girls hand, while holding the cat to her chest with her other arm. She nodded her head, smiling softly.

Mimi waited a moment, wondering why the girl wasn't introducing herself. "Oh, this is my boyfriend, Jyou Kido."

Jyou stepped up next to Mimi, shaking the girl's hand. "Nice to meet you." His accent was very noticeable, next to Mimi's almost non-existent one.

Jill giggled silently, smiling brightly. Setting the cat on her shoulder, she motioned her hands slowly for the two. [My name is Jill. Nice to meet you too.]

Both of the older teens frowned at one another, before Jyou turned to the girl, and moving his hands slowly in response. [Hello.]

Jill giggled softly, seeing the pair did not know sign language as well as she would have hoped. Taking a piece of paper, she wrote the greeting, giving it to the older boy.

The tall boy read the words, giving her a gentle smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Jill." Handing the note to Mimi, he turned to the blond. "So where is Erin? I should look him over, before our being here causes any trouble."

Jill nodded, walking to the door, and waiting for the two to follow her. Glancing out of the room, she made sure no one was around before waving to follow her, and walking quietly down the hall. As the trio walked down the hallway towards the kitchen, Jill kept an eye out, being more then a little paranoid about being found with strangers in the house.

As they stepped into the kitchen, Erin's back was to the doorway, scrubbing away at the inside of the refrigerator. Jill motioned for the pair to hang back a second, slowly walking towards her friend.

"Brian, for the last time…. Leave me al…" Erin spun around, eyes glowing a dark red as he glared. He blinked as Jill stared at him in surprised, giving a sheepish grin. "Heh… Sorry Jill. I thought Brian came back to pester me."

Jill didn't move her hands, walking forward, cupping the brown haired teen's cheeks, staring in his eyes. She watched Erin's cheeks blush a little, before she pulled her hands away. [I got someone to check on your arm.] She moved to the side, letting him see the pair of Japanese teenagers.

Erin stood up, smiling softly, his left arm still not moving much as he set the washrag he had been scrubbing with. "Mimi, it's nice to see you again." He blinked a minute as he looked at the pair, before looking over to Jill. "Wait a minute… How did you get a hold of Mimi?" He arched a brow as he asked.

Jill gave a sweet grin. [Time for your examination, big brother!] She grabbed his good arm, dragging him forward.

Mimi smiled, watching the two go back and forth. "It's nice to see you again, Erin. This is my boyfriend, Jyou Kido. He's here to help fix you up."

Jyou extended his hand, nodding. "Nice to meet you, Erin." He shook the American's hand, adjusting his glasses. "Do you have someplace where we can sit down?"

Erin looked up to the taller teen, nodding. "I know just the place. Just follow me, alright?"

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ToyAgumon ~ Wow a guest star from two of the original characters!

Floramon ~ *laughs softly* Yep. As Erin gets his examination, the girl's sit down for a nice chat. And we get a small glimpse into Erin's past. Stay tooned for the next, Dark Dairies!

A/N ~ The characters from the message board -Emily Tatem, Jade Thompson, and Greg Jones- are all American Digi-destined. Emily and Greg are part of the Detroit team (As everyone should know by know, from chapter 4/5) and are Archive and/or Toai's creations, while Jade is a member of the Florida team, who was created by Shaun Garin.