Sad. Depressing. If you don't like Davis (or Jun), go away!! Read how a terrible incident changes Jun, and her brother as well...(No Davis-bashing!)
Rated: Fiction K - English - Drama/Angst - Jun M., Daisuke M./Davis - Chapters: 5 - Words: 7,913 - Reviews: 63 - Favs: 16 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 6/21/2001 - Published: 6/6/2001 - id: 307873
Not much to say about it...sad
and depressing. I finally come back to my drama stories.... If you hate Davis or Jun, go
away!! I love Davis, he's one of my favorite characters! And I HATE Davis
bashing, okay? Down with it! Like usually, Digimon doesn't
belong to me....And this part is from Jun's POV, but you will notice that,
I think. Hope so*sweatdrops*
Soulless Eyes by Kaeera
I look into your eyes
These eyes which used to be so full
Now they are dead.
Eyes are the windows to your soul,
They show the true feelings of a
person, they say.
Not these eyes.
They are empty.
That's the right word. Behind these
eyes isn't a soul, isn't a heart....there's just nothing...darkness!
I watch your eyes and I can't stop
I know, I never showed that I care
for you. I even didn't realise on myself. You've been a nerving little
brother for me. I had never the idea of telling you that I...love...you.
I didn't know that I love you, that's
And now I don't have the chance to
Because you can't hear me.
Maybe it would be better when you
Then we all would have cried, but
after a few months you get used to it and you start laughing again. It
sounds hard, not?
But when I am here and watch you...you
are alive, you breath, but you don't speak.
You don't look at me.
Don't hear me.
How I wish that you yell at me...
That you call me 'Idiot' like you
did it so often.
We used to fight a lot. Our family
is hot-tempered. Fighting and quarrelling is every days life. It's normal.
I said that I can't stand you and
you said that you can't stand me.
That's the usual behaviour between
brothers and sisters. Okay, there are some different...like Tai and Kari,
Isn't it strange that you never notice
how much something means to you....until you have lost it?
Isn't it always like that?
You notice how wonderful peace is
– after there has been a war.
You see how nice the sun is the shining
– after it has rained for days.
You realise that you love your brother....when
you can't speak to him.
The time is passing by and there's
Mum and Dad are so sad. They love
you – they didn't show it very often, but they do.
In our family we don't show our feelings.
I wish we did sometimes – maybe then
I wouldn't feel so guilty and helpless now.
I am your big sister, but didn't
protect you. Never. Everybody of us went his own way.
We are both a little bit crazy and
noisy. In fact, we have many things in common.
Very many things.
I know that Mum and Dad miss you.
I miss you, too. I never expected
that I would miss you....
But I do.
When I come home from the hospital,
I wish that you would be there, eating ice-cream or watching TV.
And we would argue about soccer
or other stupid things.
But the flat is always empty when
I enter it.
Our parents are at work or with you
in the hospital. And the flat is silent.
I can't stand this silence.
This silence isn't peaceful....it
shows the absence of something important – of you.
Your body is still here, but where
is your soul?
I feel so sorry for the things you've
gone through. They broke you.
You are still a kid, and kids can
be very strong....but they can be broken very easily, and that happened
You eyes have seen things which
you shouldn't have seen – which nobody should see.