DigiFrontier Returns 6

Digimon Frontier Returns: Merging of Destinies

"Ne, Carson is that you in there?"

Carson felt the spirit fading away from her body and it's data being consumed by her device, which she had learned was a D-tector. She looked at herself and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, "Oh, it's you."
She put her hands on her hips and huffed, "Yeah, whatever. So who do you have with you there?" Amaya looked at Karin and Karli.
"I'm Karin Nyoko! It's a pleasure to meet you," Karin said with a smile.
"And I'm Karli Nyoko! Did you know you and your friend," she pointed to Reizo, "make a very cute couple?"
Carson smirked and put her hands into her pockets, "Ne, Karli. Lay off, I'm sure there's some kid you like."
"Okay Carson-chan!"
"Yeah, there's someone back home that Karli-chan likes," Karin giggled.
'Home... ' the word was like a sharp jab in her gut, Carson never really had a true home to call hers. She was adopted by woman who was barely home these days, after all.
"So would you two like to come with us?" Amaya asked Karli and Karin, seeming to forget to include Carson.
"Karli and I would love to," Karin said nodding and smiling.
Carson sneered to herself and turned around swiftly, "Well you'll make sure to take care of 'em right?" she mumbled softly as she started walking away.
Kazuya tapped Amaya on the shoulder, "I think you're forgetting someone."
"Oh Carson? She'd probably want to be on her own anyway, she's like waaaay more colder than Reizo."
"Wow..."
"Yeah, I know." Amaya shrugged and just turned away.
"Carson's just lonely..." Karli whispered.
"She hasn't had much light in her life.... I can feel it too," Karin added looking at Carson's retreating figure.
Amaya shrugged again, but couldn't help but ponder what they said.
A shadowy figure stepped out from the forest leaves, revealing himself, "Such a troublesome girl, isn't she?"
Carosn stopped. She clenched her fists. Everyone else just started at the figure oddly. Reizo glared at him with the heat of a thousand suns, but nothing changed the figure's adittude.
"And who do you think YOU are?" Reizo asked, narrowing his eyes.
"No need to introduce myself. Your friend can introduce me to you," he gestered over to Carson, "after all, we've met before."
Her fists clenched even tighter as she kept them in her pockets.
"But I wouldn't expect anything less from something so useless and pathetic."
Carson kept telling herself to ignore it, she kept trying to clam her anger, but it was useless. One thing snapped her chord though.
"I bet you were a heavy burden to your parents."
Something made a sound of impact.
Blood dripped onto the grass.
Everyone held their mouths open.
Except Carson.She punched him with all her might, and hit her target perfectly as well. A few drops of blood had been left on her yellow glove, staining tiny parts an orange-ish color.
"Pathetic and useless, huh?" She kicked him in the stomach. He fell to his knees, clutching his gut and his nose.
"Troublesome too, huh?" She slapped him hard across the face.
"And a b-burden to my parents?" her voice wavered as she punched his face again. He fell onto his side, his back facing her.
"We'll see who's pathetic. We'll see who's useless. We'll see who's a burden." she drew back her foot, in order to strinke him one last time. But was held back.
By Karli.
By Karin.
By Amaya.
"P-please.... stop," Karin and Karli urged.
"He's had enough Carson, let it go," Amaya said gently. Carson shoved their hands away and looked the other way, "Whatever."
Cough. Cough. Cough.
The boy stand up, coughing up a few drops of blood, her wiped it away from his mouth.
Just then Carson noticed something.
His hood had fallen back.
She could see his face. He coughed a bit more before saying, "You know, for a girl, you hit pretty hard."
But she didn't hear what he said. She was looking at him. At his face. His features.
Dirty blonde hair, about medium length.
Startling cerulean eyes.
A light warm smile.
And dimples.
The boy. Had. Fucking. Dimples.
Carson diverted her gaze away from him with red on her cheeks. Itt was hard to tell whether it was anger, or just embarassment. But she couldn't hide the fact that--
He was cute.
'Stupid, fucking girl hormones... burn in hell they shall....'