Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction / Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Child of Light ❯ The Crest of Light ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter One: The Crest of Light

By (Yami) White Rain

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Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or Yu-Gi-Oh! I do not claim to. I make no money off this.

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Yagami, Hikari

That's my name.

Hikari means light, just like my crest, the crest of light.

Perhaps I should explain a few things. Yagami Hikari is my name, as you know. (Call me Kari) I just turned thirteen. Last year was one of the hardest I've ever had to go through, even harder then going to the Digital World and fighting evil…

You see one of my close friends Davis, tried to commit suicide. He had just lost his mother and sister in a car crash. He fell into a deep state of depression but hid it well. Only I could sense something. But I didn't do anything, because I didn't want to believe it. He pretended to be his old self. He pretended he didn't care and fooled everyone.

I still feel guilty for not helping him sooner.

It all happened when I was at home doing homework. I got a strange feeling. Somehow, I knew I had to be with Davis. I knew something was up.

I ran out of the house, not bothering to put on shoes of a coat. I didn't care that it was snowing or I could get really sick. All I could think about was getting to Davis before something horrible happened.

When I got to his apartment, the door was locked. I was desperate. I couldn't get he door open. I just knew I wasn't going to get there in time.

While I was thinking this, I got a burst of strength and somehow was able to get the door open.

When I opened the door I saw him there, blood running down his wrists.

"Davis…"

He cast his eyes down. He didn't even try to lie to me.

After a moment of silence, I ran up to him and tore off a part of my shirt. I grabbed his wrist and pressed the cloth on his wrist as hard as I could. He didn't stop me. He just sort of looked at me blankly.

"I'm sorry."

The whole time I was wishing that he would hit on me, make fun of T.K. anything. I didn't want him to apologize; I just wanted him to be the same old Davis.

But he would never be the same again, and neither would I.

"Please don't tell anyone." He whispered.

I looked at him. His brown eyes seemed to pierce through my very soul.

"I don't want to upset anyone. Please don't tell anyone…"

"Why?" I asked.

"Please, don't tell anyone."

"I won't if you don't try it again and talk to me." I said blinking rapidly.

"I didn't think anyone would care."

"Of course we do. You were just acting so normal that it was hard to tell."

"I'm not a cold hearted bastard. I care that I lost half of my family. I thought someone would see it."

"I did, I was just afraid…" I whispered.

It was the hardest month of my life. I had to get Davis to open up and I spent all the time I could with him.

My grades started to drop. I quit cheerleading and stopped taking pictures. I ignored my best friends. I'm sure that my friends thought I was doing drugs or something. But, I couldn't let Davis. I wanted Davis to live so much I almost forgot to live myself.

I was also dealing with something else that I didn't understand. Something I didn't and still don't understand…

After awhile, Davis noticed that I stopped doing everything I loved. I think that's what got him to start trying to get better. He started to do things again.

We started to do things together. We did homework, played soccer and he convinced me to keep taking pictures.

And I started to care about him more then anyone ever, more the T.K. which seemed impossible. I was surprised to see how much of himself he hid, even before he got depressed.

I got to see the real him. The person he hid from everyone. He wasn't a copycat of my brother; he was so much more…

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Kari closed her diary and put it in her desk drawer.

"Kari!" Her mother called. "Can you come here for a moment?"

"Sure," Kari said and walked out of her room and into the kitchen. "Do you need something?"

Her mother handed her a few dollars,* "Could you go to the store and get some milk? We're all out and I need some for dinner."

"Sure."

Kari grabbed her quickly put on her shoes and walked from her down the stairs (she lived in an apartment).

She smiled and took a deep breath. It was late spring, school was out, and flowers were blooming… She hadn't let herself feel happy in a long time. Things were finally starting to look up. Davis was doing much better, her friends forgave her for ignoring them…

She only had one problem, she cared for T.K. and Davis, but that could wait. She didn't feel old enough to have a boyfriend, now.

"What's that?" Kari asked. Right on the sidewalk was one of the prettiest things she had ever seen. It was gold and shaped like a teardrop. In the middle was a symbol of some sort, it was an eye. She picked it up.

Kari screamed as she felt overwhelming pain. Every last nerve on her body felt as if it was on fire. Tears slipped down her face, but she couldn't make any noise. She couldn't breathe. It seemed to last for hours, but it only lasted for about two minutes before she collapsed.

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Kari opened her eyes. "Where am I?"