Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Winter Inside of Me ❯ You won't forget that. ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: ^begs^ Please, PLEASE, don't sue me. Because... ^drumroll^ I do not own Digimon in any way, shape, or form! This ficc be a Rukato and contains itsy bitsy swearing. R&R please!

Italics: thinking

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Ch.5

Takato tossed and turned, trying to get some sleep. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting faint shadows over his crumpled blankets. Something was bothering him.

Takato rolled out of bed and padded over to the computer, being careful not to wake Guilmon. Across the hall, he heard one of his parents stir.

The dim light from the computer screen cast an eerie glow over the half dark room. She's angry. Takato blinked the sleep out of his eyes as the icons appeared on the desktop. All because of me. I don't know why she trusted me in the first place, but she did. And look what happened.

A light flashed on the screen, indicating new mail. Takato warily opened the message, noting it was from Rika. What he saw broke his heart.

'I know what you're playing at, Matsuki. And you know what? It's not going to work. I don't want to pretend we're friends who live far apart, because you're not my friend. You're a bastard Takato Matsuki. You won't forget that.'

A lump grew inside Tkato's throat. Not bother to shut it down properly, he pressed the power button on the computer and banged the chair against the desk.

Too upset to change, Takato ran down the hallway and threw a coat over his pyjamas. His mom called out to him as he ran out the down, but he ignored her.

Takato's shoes clattered against the apartment stairs as he ran down them, Rika's words echoing in his head. You won't forget that...

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"No... No..." Takato sobbed, huddled on a bench in some obscure park. The wet snowflakes turned to rain as he poured out his emotions. It's even too miserable to snow.

"I've failed her. I've failed them all. I'm a terrible person!" The rain slowly soaked his thin pyjama pants and drenched his fleece jacket. "It's all over. Everything..."

Traffic gradually started to move, and headlghts peered through the gloom, illuminating Takato's shaking form, before flicking on to the next bush.

Eventually, Takato's heart-sobs ceased, and he watched the distant horizon as the faint glow of sunrise appeared. His hair was plastered against his tear-stained face and the final rain drops sent shivers through his body.

The clouds covering the heavens split open, revealing all the glory of the new day. You won't forget that...

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A/N: Well? Was it good? I think I'll a Rika chapter after this and... Then what?! Review please!