Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Heart ❯ Home, the place I left my heart ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter One

Home, the place I left my heart

Takuya awoke with a start. He had had the nightmare again. It was the third time. Takuya sighed and got up. He slowly stretched his cramped muscles out and did a couple of sit-ups. After warming up his muscles he strapped a leather belt around his waist and slipped a hand pistol into the halter along with two throwing knives. He sighed and looked out the window. It was going to be another uneventful day. It had been three years since his birthday. Three years since he drifted away from the other chosen children. Three years since he had left those he had come to love. Three years… is a long time. A long time to occupy yourself with petty missions. The regular search out and kill. It was routine now. It had been for months. They gave him the better ones. But he was bored. For some time something was pulling at his sealed heart. Urging him to return to his realm of torture. Japan. His home. Where he left his heart. Buried under layers of pain. Maybe he was destined to be hurt. To be torn apart at the seams. Takuya sighed again and quickly opened the door and melted into the shadows. In no time he had reached the outside of the secret service building and had mounted his bike. It was a special bike created by technicians but he had altered it personally. It was a thing of speed. It had never failed him in a race since he went faster than any others dared to even try. He no longer feared death he accepted it. If god had planned for his life to end he would comply. Everything had to die sometime or another. He knew that. And he welcomed his destiny. If his destiny was to return to Japan he would. If his destiny was to die he would. However, he wouldn't go out without a bang. People would remember him not as the son of the man who got killed in a park. They would remember him as Takuya Kanbara, assassin. He strapped on his helmet and smirked as he hit the code for the door to open in front of him. For almost a year now he had never had a very good reason to go outside his prison other than for missions. The sun burned his eyes as he revved up his bike and tore out of the parking lot. As a member of the SS he was granted special rights. He could take a plane anywhere with no charge and could not be arrested under any charges. He often took advantage of this and raced illegally for money. Soon Takuya reached the airport and checked his bike in and flashed his badge to the attendant who ushered him through security. Takuya took one last look back at the place he had, as of late, called a home and then shouldered his pack and climbed aboard his ticket to his home. The land of the rising sun.

"Hey do you mind if I sit here?" A young blonde girl asked Takuya once he had settled down.

"Sure why not?" he replied kindly as he smiled at her. She reminded him so much of Zoe it was stunning. Her voice, her hair, her eyes, her personality. Everything was like the angel he had entrusted his heart to.

"Hey my name's Kia Orimoto what's yours?"

"Orimoto?"

"Yes"

"Do you have a younger sister named Zoe?"

"Why yes I do. Do you know her?"

"Yes my name is Takuya Kanbara"

"No way the one who went missing?"

"Yes…"

By the time they were in the air soaring over the last bit of Washington D.C. A little while later Kiah had dozed off and Takuya was flipping through the pages of a magazine and listening to the radio station playing a bad excuse for a rock song when the music stopped. Takuya's head jerked up as he glared coldly at the pilots' cockpit. Something was wrong. He had developed a sixth sense about these kinds of things. He got up ignoring the fasten seatbelt sign flashing overhead and he put a hand on a throwing knife fastened in his belt. He slowly sauntered up to the pilot's chamber and knocked. When there was no answer he opened the door and looked inside. It was dark; there were no lights on at all. Actually there was, it was a little red light flashing a warning. Takuya approached the light cautiously, trying to blend in with the shadows. As he approached the warning light he turned and looked frantically for some sort of knob. The light flashing was the oxygen warning light. By this time they were about halfway across the ocean to Japan.

A movement in the corner caught his sharp eyes. He fingered his knife playfully as he picked out the slightly darker shadow on the wall. In a second, right after he heard the near silent cocking of the silencer in the shadows, he let the knife find its target. The victim of the assassin slumped on the floor the hand pistol dropping from his limp hands. Takuya leaned over and checked his pulse. It was normal. Takuya let out a breath and hit the button so the oxygen masks fell down. Noticing that the radio had been cut he stepped out into the body of the plane.

"Ok! Its ok people! It seems that we had a hijacker! I don't know where the two pilots are but I think that they are safe. It seems that the oxygen was cut from the main supply so I lowered the masks for the reserve oxygen," Takuya shouted over the roar of panicked people. "I myself do not know how to fly a plane. Does anyone in here know how? I repeat does anyone here know how?"

A small mousy looking boy raised his hand tentively but his mother forced his hand down. The boy looked about nine and he was scared half to death. Takuya's face softened as he gestured for the boy to come forward. Slowly the boy stood up but his mother forced him back down.

"So how do we know that you are not the hijacker? And even if you aren't why should we trust you?" The middle-aged woman scoffed at the young boy standing there.

Takuya sighed and whipped out his badge and license, "Name: Takuya Haiti Kanbara. From the A-sector of the Secret Service in Washington D.C. itself. Service: assassin and hunter. I now report this as a code red. Any more questions?"

The young boy's mother sat down as the boy himself made his way up to the front with Takuya.

"So what do you want me to do exactly sir?" the boy squeaked out.

Takuya walked into the cockpit and the boy followed, "All right I want you to fly this heap of metal. Keep the reserve oxygen steady. I'm going to try to find a knob that might turn the oxygen back on."

The boy sat down in the pilots chair and pressed a few button as the plane started to sink in the air, "All right sir, I'll keep the plane steady!"

Takuya grabbed a suit out of the cupboard in the cockpit, "All right this is a pressure reducing suit. It will keep you safe kid," he ruffled the boy's hair as he stepped into his own suit and made his way to the door. "Oh I almost forgot! I didn't catch your name kid."

"My name's Hikaiya I'm from the H-sector of the SS. I work in engineering." The kid shook a strand of hair from his face and smirked up at a dumbfounded Takuya.

"I thought I recognized you Hika! Anyways do you know where the oxygen turn on thing-a-ma-bob is?" Takuya asked over his shoulder.

Hikaiya waved a hand over his shoulder, "Its down in the belly of the plane. It's in the back near the ceiling. Oh and Takuya be careful there's hardly any oxygen left down there."

"Thanks Hika," With that information Takuya made his way to the trapdoor that led down to the belly of the plane.

The ex-assassin dropped stealthily into the shadows of the inner plane. He carefully made his way over to the back of the plane, careful to not disturb any of the bags lest he set of a trip grenade or something similar. Takuya reached the back of the plane without much trouble and searched for the oxygen release. He looked up and groaned. It was about ten feet above him. He quickly took out two twin blades that were curved with a handle and climbed his way up to the knob. He quickly turned the knob and jumped off the wall to land lightly on a bag. Once he had landed on the floral bag he heard an oof. Curiosity got the better of him as he jumped from bag to bag until he was near the base of the pile. He quickly shoved an arm in and grasped an object. Pulling his hand out quickly he found he had grabbed a captain's hat. He quickly pushed aside bags and found the two unconscious captains underneath and pulled them to safety. Once out of the belly of the plane Takuya grabbed some water and signaled to Hikaiya in the cockpit to raise and recollect the oxygen masks. After the oxygen was restored and the captains woke up, Takuya went back to his seat and fell asleep instantly. A while later Kia shook him awake.

"We're going to land soon Taki," she said as she eyed him nervously.

"We are?" Takuya yawned. "What's wrong you seem nervous."

"Well…. Uh… You see…. I guess I'm just worried about you being an assassin and…. Being near my sister."

"Ah don't worry Kia I've never ever killed anyone. I merely hit a paralyzing point that keeps them immobile for about a week. I could never kill after seeing my father die…" Takuya trailed off as the tears threatened to come.

Kia leaned over to hug the young boy next to her, "Hey I didn't mean to bring up a painful subject. I just didn't want my sister in love with a murderer."

A deep blush set on Takuya's cheeks as he squeaked, "Wait. Did u say love?"

"Yeah! My little sister is nuts for you!"

"Hey when's Z's b-day?"

"Tomorrow why?"

"How bout this! I come over to your place tomorrow and you say that you have a present at about 11:50 and I'll come over at 12 and we can surprise her!"

"Good idea kid! But how about we do that today! I mean we are going to get in at seven and all."

"All right Kiah!" the two teens laughed as the planed landed. Takuya gazed out the window at the mountains just beyond the city. He was home. Back to rediscover his heart and melt the barrier around it.

Hey every one!!! I would like to thank my reviewers soooo much! I am really liking this fic now so I will try to update as soon as I can around school. I am trying to make this a happier fic but yeah it might take a while. There will be some Takumi as you might have noticed. However the rating may go up but I'm not sure I want to write a lemon on this fic….. anyways toodles for now!!!