Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Never Ever ❯ Chapter 1

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Gwa. After I ended I Have Confidence, I can't help but write more! It's not fair. Soooooo much Hezato junk to write, so little time ^_^ Annyhoo, this fic takes place 3 years after Kitusomon's defeat. Heh, no Digimon in this one. Kind of a first for me. K, now for teh unl33t legal junk. Digimon was not created by me. I would like to own it (And if not that then at least Yamato ^.^), like everyone else. But I don't, so there. The only characters that are mine are Heza, Kamira, and the few other random people in here. HA. Also, the songfic part isn't until the end of it :P

~~ Me



Never Ever
by PikaChan (Heza Ishida)



~p · a · r · t · 1~


*Whooosh.*

Everyone watched as the black-and-white ball sliced through the air, right into the net behind the uhm... disturbed goalie. The crowd erupted into cheers as Yakanori Heza flashed her traditional peace sign.

"Score, Odaiba Dragons!"

The score was tied, 8 to 8. 10 seconds left on the clock. The whistle sounded, signaling that the clock had started. The black-and-white soccer ball flew into the air, blurs of blue, green, gold, and red flying about. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Yagami Taichi managed to get the ball away from the group of other kids. He passed the ball to Heza, who was running towards the other team's goal. When she was close enough to the net, she gave the ball a hard kick. She didn't notice the blue-haired girl in the gold-and-red uniform coming up beside her, until she suddenly tripped. The last thing she saw before hitting the ground, face-first, was the ball flying into the net.



"YAKANORI-SAN!!"

Heza nearly dropped the beaker of greenish fluid upon hearing her name being shouted. "H-hai, Kudane-sensei?"

"Will you PLEASE stop daydreaming and pay attention?!" the strict Chemistry teacher bellowed, rapping her yardstick on the lab table in front of Heza.

"G-gomen nasai..." Heza muttered, her face turning a bit pink. She felt like Kudane-sensei had some kind of grudge against her, but didn't know why. She had been thinking about the last seconds of the soccer championship game the night before, and couldn't get her mind off of it.

"Heza-chan? Are you okay?" her lab partner, Takenouchi Sora asked.

She turned to Sora, blinking. "Hai Sora-chan. I'm just a bit out of it, from last night's game..."

"Yeah. The Tomoeda Phoenixes were pretty good... but the way you and Taichi-kun handled that ball...." Sora said.

"Hai..."

"Takenouchi-san! Yakanori-san!! How many times do I have to ask you to pay attention?! Go stand in the hall!!" Kudane-sensei's voice blurted.

Heza sighed as she and Sora walked into the hallway, still wearing their lab aprons. It was going to be a long day....

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[ 4 t h p e r i od : L u n c h ]

"Hey, great game last night, Heza!"

Heza grinned at the student that congratulated her, carrying her tray over to the table where Taichi, Sora, Koushiro, and Yamato were sitting. "Konnichiwa, minna-san. Where's Jyou?" she asked, sitting down next to Yamato.

"He had to stay after class or something..." Taichi mumbled through a mouthful of rice. "Said he had to turn in some extra-credit work..."

"That's our Jyou, always doing whatever he can to get the best grades..." Sora muttered, picking at her sushi.

"Hey, have you seen the new exchange student yet?" Koushiro asked, shutting his Algebra book.

"Nani, exchange student?" Heza mumbled.

"Her name's Ryuuichii Kamira. I think she's from North Korea, but I'm not positive," Yamato said, crossing his arms.

"If you ask me, I think she's pretty cute," Koushiro said.

Heza nearly snorted her soda through her nose. "Daahh!!" She began coughing, and caught her breath when Yamato smacked her on the back. "*cough* Geez Koushiro, I didn't know you had it in ya!" she said, rubbing her nose.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. Kitsuhana-sensei asked me to turn in an article for the Odaiba High Gazette..." Jyou said, as he walked up to their table.

"Hmm, when's the next issue going to be out?" Sora asked.

"Most likely in the next week or so," Jyou answered. "I have a column on the second-"

"Ohhh Yama-chaaaaaaaan!!" a high-pitched, flirty voice rang though the air.

Yamato groaned, then put his head down on the table.

Heza turned around and glared in the voice's direction. "What do YOU want, Kuraire?" she asked icily.

"Nothing to do with you, Yakanori-san. I'm just here to tell my Yama-chan something..." the blonde-haired girl standing behind her said.

"Since when did he become YOUR Yama-chan?" Heza muttered under her breath.

"For your information, I just found out that I have the best chance of making head cheerleader, Yakanori-san. And knowing how BADLY you want to make it, I have no choice but to blow you out of the competition..." Kuraire said, putting her hands on Yamato's shoulders.

"Ano, Shoneza-san..." Sora muttered, sweatdropping.

"Of COURSE one can't go around the whole school bragging that she was destined to make head cheerleader for the Dragonelles..." Kuraire continued. "And we all know how much you care about my Yama-chan.... so I have decided to challenge you..."

Heza stood up, slamming her palms on the table. "Bring it on! Whatever it is, I'll beat you fair and square!"

"Whichever one of us makes head cheerleader...." At this point, she slid her arms around Yamato's neck, "gets to keep Yama-chan. The other has to leave him alone for the rest of the year. Deal?"

The hairs on Yamato's neck nearly stood on end. He couldn't stand Shoneza Kuraire, and had no idea why she liked him so much. And he also didn't care too much for her flirtatious nature, he had heard that she turned down every other guy in the school. *Why me?* he thought.

Heza hesitantly stuck out her hand. "....Deal."

Kuraire unlatched one arm from Yamato's neck, and shook Heza's outstretched hand. With a flip of her hair, she sauntered off.

Heza sat back down and rested her chin in her palms. "I just can't STAND that girl..." she said. She was so mad, there could have been steam coming out of her ears.

"Hey, no worries, Heza-chan. You'll definetely ace Kuraire at head cheerleader..." Sora said, placing a hand on her friend's shoulder.

"You really think so?" Heza asked, her brown eyes brightening.

"Hai. You're good enough to beat out any of the other cheerleaders, and Kuraire will more than likely be too full of herself to pay attention to the instructors..." Yamato said.

Heza looked up, a determined look on her face. "Arigatou, minna-san."

"Now, about that exchange student...." Koushiro began.

Just then, a girl with long, wavy, dark blue hair walked up to their table. Her eyes were bright green, and she had sort of a shy smile on her pale face. "Konnichiwa, Izumi-san, Ishida-san..." she said. Her voice was very soft, barely audible.

"Ah! Ryuuichii-san! Konnichiwa!" Koushiro said, his eyes lighting up.

Heza looked skeptical. *That girl seems awfully familiar...*

"Ano... you want to sit down?" Koushiro asked, offering the girl a chair.

"Arigatou..." she said, sitting down.

"Kamira, these are my friends Takenouchi Sora, Kido Jyou, Yagami Taichi, and Yakanori Heza. And you already know Ishida Yamato, ne?" Koushiro asked, introducing everyone to her.

"Hai, it's nice to meet all of you..." she nodded at each one of them. Her gaze briefly stopped on Heza. *Ano... that girl, it seems like I've seen her before...*

"So, you're from North Korea?" Sora asked, breaking the girl's thoughts.

"Hai, I am. I lived in Tomoeda for a short time before I moved here, though..." Kamira said, gazing down at her lap.

"Tomoeda?" Taichi, Heza, and Sora said in unison.

"Hai, I was on the soccer team for Tomoeda High..."

Heza nearly snorted her soda again. "*cough* Now I remember! You're that girl who tripped me during the tournament...."

Kamira looked at Heza. "Nani, that's where I remember you from... it's a shame I had to do that, otherwise you would have won... but you did anyway, I congratulate you on your victory..."

Heza glared at Kamira. *That little... I sprained my ankle because of her... but she thinks she can get away with that just by putting on this little miss-politeness act... well, I'm not falling for it!*

"Heza-chan?"

Heza popped out of her little trance and looked at Yamato, who was waving his hand in front of her face. Her nose turned a little pink. "Ahh... gomen..."

"You were glaring at Ryuuichii-san... is something wrong?" he asked, his blue eyes showing a little concern.

"Iie... I just have a lot of things on my mind..." Heza said.

"Well, you really should be thinking about what you're going to do about the head-cheerleader tryouts..." Sora said, popping a chunk of sushi into her mouth.

"Hai. That Kuraire... she makes me so mad!" Heza said, clenching her fist, her bangle bracelets jingling.

Yamato put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't let her get to you, Heza-chan. It doesn't matter what she thinks of you, just think about what YOU want to do."

"Arigatou, Yama-chan.." Heza said, putting her head on the table.

Kamira giggled at this. "Kawaii yo..." she muttered.

"Nani?" Taichi asked through a mouthful of rice.

"Nothing, Yagami-san. I was just noticing how sugoi Yamato and Heza are...." Kamira said, smiling at the confused boy.

"Ehh, you're right..." Jyou said, snickering.

"Nani?! What are you TALKING about?" Heza snapped.

"Nothing, Yakanori-san... you'll have to find that out for yourself...." Kamira said.

Koushiro stood up. "Well, we had better get going if I'm going to show you around the school before lunch hour's over, eh Ryuuichii-san?" he asked.

"Oh? H-hai..." Kamira said, picking up her books. "Ja ne, minna-san!" The two of them walked off.

Heza just stood there, blinking. "Nani... did I miss something?" she muttered.

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[ 6 t h p e r i o d : A l g e b r a ]

"Now to get rid of your fractions, multiply everything in the problem by the denominatior...." Ayuhaza-sensei droned on, his monotone voice putting half the class to sleep.

Heza stared at her Algebra book, a pencil behind her ear. Slowly, her eyelids began to droop. *Iie. I'm not going to fall asleep. Not today. I'm not going to... fall asleep....* Finally, the dull voice of Ayuhaza-sensei lulled her to sleep.




*Help me....*

Nani? What's that? .....

*Help me.... Heza-chan.....*

Who's there? Show yourself!!

*Heza-chan..... Ruunamon....*

Ruunamon?! Nani?! Where are you?!

*The Digital World... Diablomon.... must find NeoCrest..... Digi Cards.....*

Nani? NeoCrest? Digi Cards? Diablomon?! Ruunamon, what is all of this?!

*Ryouumon.... Kagemon.... Loppumon.... NeoCrests.... Determination, Dreams, Nobility, Endurance....*

Ruunamon!! I.. I can't understand what you're saying!!

*Help me....*

Ruunamon? You're... you're starting to scare me....

*Yakanori-san....*

Ruunamon! Don't leave me!!

*Yakanori-san?*

Please! RUUNAMON!!!

"YAKANORI-SAN!!!"

Heza's head fell on her desk. She woke up with a start. "Nani?! Ruunamon?! What-" She looked around the rooms to see she was still in Algebra. Ayuhaza-sensei was standing in front of her, a yardstick in his hand. He tapped his foot impatiently. The rest of the class were falling out of their seats giggling, whereas Yamato and Sora looked at her in confusion. Taichi, however, had his nose buried in his book trying to hide his laughter.

"Did you have a nice sleep, Yakanori-san?" he asked, his face filled with sarcasm.

"G-gomen nasai...." Heza muttered, blushing a deep crimson. She put her open book over her head, trying to avoid the random comments.

"Yakanori-san, if you can stay with me for about five minutes, I can put you up-to-date with the lesson...." Ayuhaza-sensei said.

"H-hai. Go on..." Heza said, looking down at the floor. She barely paid attention to his lesson, as she couldn't get her mind off of that dream. *Hmm... NeoCrests.... Digi Cards... what does all of this mean? Oh Ruunamon, I miss you so much... I wish you could tell me what's going on....* Her thoughts were broken by something landing on her head.

It was a note, crumpled into a ball.

__________________________

Heza --

Are you okay? Yamato-kun's getting kind of worried about you, you've really been out of it lately. You'd better pull yourself together if you don't want Kuraire to overcome you as head cheerleader....

-- Sora

__________________________

Heza quickly scribbled a reply, then tossed the note backwards to Sora.

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I'm okay, don't worry about me.

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"Yakanori-san! Takenouchi-san! You know the rules, no passing notes in class! Go stand in the hallway!" Ayuhaza-sensei said, pointing his yardstick at the sliding door.



"Twice in one day.... Heza-chan, are you sure you're alright?" Sora asked, holding two buckets of water by her sides.

"Hai..." Heza answered, her fingers falling asleep.

"Don't 'hai' me, Heza. I know you, why don't you tell me what's wrong?" Sora asked, looking at her friend with concern.

"Well... when I fell asleep, I dreamt that I was back in the Digital World. Ruunamon appeared before me and began talking about these NeoCrests and Digi Cards... I had no idea what she was talking about..." Heza explained.

"Hai, I could tell it was Ruunamon, you were mumbling her name in your sleep..." Sora said, giggling. "But you know what's really weird? I had the exact same dream the other night, only it was Piyomon that spoke to me..."

"Nani?! You had that dream too?"

"Hai. Yamato told me he got an e-mail from Mimi-chan saying that she had one with Parumon in it..."

"Oi, this is really weird..." Heza leaned against the door. "Do you think it means anything?"

"I dunno..."

Suddenly, the door Heza was leaning on slid open. She fell backwards, the buckets she was holding spilling all over the floor. Ayuhaza-sensei looked at the girl's face below him. "I need to see you after class, Yakanori-san...."

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[ 7 t h p e r i o d : T h e a t e r A r t s ]

Heza walked into the school auditorium holding a pink hall pass. She walked down the middle aisle and handed it to Suruname-sensei, who was standing on the stage. She then sat down in her place next to Kuraire.

"Late again, Yakanori-san?" Kuraire said snidely.

"Oh, shut up..." Heza muttered under her breath.

Suruname-sensei looked at the hall pass, then stuffed it in her pants pocket. "Well, today we have a new student. She moved here from Tomoeda, after living there for four months. Class, this is Ryuuichii Kamira."

Heza looked up to see Kamira standing onstage, grinning shyly. "Nani...?"

"Tell us a bit about yourself, Ryuuichii-san..." Suruname-sensei said.

"Hai.. I was born in P'yongyang, North Korea.... I moved to Tomoeda four months ago, where I was on the high school soccer team... I am pleased to meet all of you," Kamira said. "Konnichiwa Yakanori-san, it's nice to see you again.."

Heza glared at Kamira, the same way as she did at lunch. "Tadaima..." she grumbled.

Kamira took a seat on the end of the row, and Suruname-sensei began her lesson. "Now, I'm sure you all know that tryouts for the play will be soon, ne? Just so I can get an idea, how many of you in here plan to audition?" she asked.

There were about thirty students in the room, only about half raised their hands, including Heza. She shot a sidelong glare at Kuraire, who had smugly raised her hand higher than herself, just to spite her. "Not bad, that should be enough for our four judges to handle. They will consist of myself, Principal Haruna, Coach Monzoku, and Setsuna-sensei. Not bad at all..." Suruname-sensei said, writing down something on her clipboard. "Now, to begin our lesson for today...."

The class passed by in a blur, at least in Heza's opinion. Her mind had once again wandered to the dream she had in Algebra, it seemed to come and go as different things happened. Later, she found out that Kamira was in four of her other classes. This did not make her very happy.

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[ A f t e r S c h o o l ]

Heza stared at the sidewalk below as she walked home with Yamato, her mind wandering. Yamato looked at her, concern in his blue eyes. "Heza-chan, are you okay?" he asked.

Heza popped out of her little trance. "H-hai... why wouldn't I be?" she said, not taking her eyes off of the sidewalk.

"Well, for starters, you've been really quiet this whole time, not to mention falling asleep in Algebra, then falling over when Ayuhaza-sensei opened the door..." Yamato said, stopping.

Heza turned around and looked at him. "Well, to tell you the truth, I haven't been feeling well lately..."

"It's because of Kuraire, isn't it? I told you, don't worry about her..."

"Hai, I know.... but it's a number of things, actually. For one, I've been getting these headaches lately. And when I fell asleep in sixth period, I dreamt about Ruunamon..." Heza said, her eyes blurring. "I've missed her so much these last three years...." She looked away from Yamato, not wanting him to see that she was crying.

Yamato placed a hand on her shoulder. "Heza-chan..."

She looked up, smiling a little. "Seriously, I'm okay. You shouldn't worry about me..." she said. They just stood there for a few minutes, looking at each other. Heza looked down at her watch. "Nani, it's almost half past four... I'd better get home. Ja ne!" she said, turning around and jogging staright forward, narrowly missing the lamppost in front of her.

Yamato watched her retreaing back, then sighed. *I wish you would tell me what's wrong... then I could try to help...*