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Dead or Alive	By : LadyDragon Category: Digimon > General Views: 2822 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon: Digital Monsters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I still do not own Digimon or any of their copyrighted characters. When I do I'll give you a call ~_^

Author's Notes: The officer in the story might seem a bit like a prick, but this is pretty much how they deal with family members of trauma cases. Just so you dont think I'm deliberately bastardizing him or any thing.

Chapter 3
"Did you talk to Matt, TK?"

"Huh...oh yeah."

Hikari waited for him to elaborate but instead Takeru turned back to face Daisuke and his endless commentary of the spectacular game that had occured only Saturday. Odaiba High had played the high-scoring Kanto High in a fierce game Saturday resulting in a win for Odaiba and a chance at the finals. Most of the school was still feeling the effeects of the great upset creating a 'Monday-enviorment' that was actually joyful. Never before in the history of shcool were students actually glad it was a Monday.

Sadly he couldn't be one of those students. Taichi and Yamato's arguments were as common place as Tuesday following Monday, no one batted an eye anymore, in fact some went so far as to make bets off the whole ordeal!

But something wasn't right this time. The blows the two had dealt each other had meant to hurt. He had personally seen the punches dealt to his onichan and although he knew Matt was far from innocent, Takeru couldn't help but believe that some of those brusies just were to much! The worst he'd ever seen was the time the two walked away with matching black eyes. Matt had fled the fight today with a bruised jaw, fat lip and a swollen cheek not to mention a bruised ego. Taichi only had a black eye decorating his face, but Takeru strongly suspected that chop Yamato had landed had indeed cracked at least one of Tai's ribs.

Love meant knowing how to hurt the person you loved the worst, but refraining from it. If this was restraint he really hated to see what a full fledged fight would be like! Looking at his brother's current love life and the past of his parents Takeru couldn't help but wonder if perhaps Matt was destined to walk the doomed path their parents had trodden upon; and if so would he to be forced down that road as well?

Out of the corner of his eye Takeru saw Hikari bite down on her lip in frustration, moments before she spoke.

"Is everything alright TK?"

Concern laced her words and sharp brown eyes studiously swept over him, checking for a chink in his armor.

"Of course he's alright! Mistah all-star here just needs time 'way from his nagging girlfriend to work on Thursday's strategy, dont reckon he can bounce a basket ball down the court in that funk do ya?"

Imediately Kari turned several shades of red at Daisuke's insinuations, lost in her embarrasment and anger at being called a "nagging girlfriend" Hikari completely missed the conspiratial wink Davis sent TK as she launched into a verbal assualt on the spiky haiteenteen.

"Daisuke! I'm not nagging TK, and I'm not his girlfriend!"

Daisuke merely sat back a smug and satisfied grin on his face as Kari continued on oblivious to the spectacle she was making of herself. Daisuke truly knew how to push anyone's buttons and right now he was eternally grateful to him for it.

Listening to Kari's rants on Daisuke was always a laugh, but Takeru couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was wrong. Seriously wrong. When he had first visited the digital wolrd as a little child holding close to his big brother's hand Takeru had learned to trust these gut feelings and to always accept them. The fact that said gut feeling was telling him to get to his brohter fast was not a good thing. First of all he was stuck in the middle of a boring class and secondly Yamato hadn't seemed to exactly appreciate his presence earlier either.

Yet even logiacally thinking, he couldn't shrug off the sixth sense of forebodding.

Now how to get out class, that was an entirely different prblem all of its self. If he feigned illness Hikari and Daisuke would imediately become worried for him. Then there was the fact that he would have to lie to his teacher in order to get out of class. Lying was something he sucked at. Just when Takeru was certain he'd have to risk his horrid acting skills in order to get out of class a quiet knock sounded at the classroom door.

Mrs. Hiroshi, who had long since given up trying to teach the pupils in her class anything hasignsigned herself to grading the mound of papers stacked upon her desk. Resigned to the fact that whomever was at the door was not leaving she rose, muttering a few choice words that had the class in an uproar, and answered the door.

"Somethings up." Daisuke said matter of factly. Startled out of his reverie Takeru turned to him raising an eyebrow quizically. "Just a feeling, but I think somethings wrong." Davis shrugged looking a bit embarrased.

It was one thing to have agingging sensation bundled in the pit of his stomache but it was an entirely different matter when Daisuke also shared a sense of forebodding.

Hikari glanced from Daisuke to Takeru and back again a frown marring her face. She really hated to be 'out of the loop' on anything. Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask what was going on Mrs. Hiroshi stepped back into the classroom a police officer right beside her. Mrs. Hiroshi didn't bother to so much as glance at any of the students she simply pointed a finger in his direction and the officer stepped forward. His gaze locked firmly on Takeru Takaishi.

"Takeru Takaishi would you come with me."

It wasn't a request it was an order. Shakily Takeru rose and made his way to the front of the room where the officer stood. With a nod of his head the police officer motioned him outside and into the hall. Faintly he registered the fact that Mrs. Hiroshi had asked Daisuke and Hikari to accompany him but at that current point in time it seemed meaningless.

Once out in the hall Takeru's gaze swept up and down the corridor expecting to find Yamato standing nearbye a contrite look upon his face. Instead he was greeted by the blank expression of yet another officer. What ever had happened had to have involved his brother, he was sure of it. But if that was so then why wasn't he here? Answer, whatever happened was something far worse then Tai and Matt's earlier fight. That was for sure.

"Whats going on, does this have something to do with my onichan?"

As the question left his lips Takeru felt his body begin to shake. Daisuke placed a comforting arm around his shoulder and Hikari placed a hand on his arm in a gesture of suport.

The officer in charge didn't speak until Mrs. Hiroshi had gone back into the class room and shut the door behind her.

"Yamato Ishida is being treated by paramedics as we speak and will be transfered to Odaiba Medical Center shortly." The officer responded in a nasal sounding voice devoid of any real emotion. Takeru's mind could barely process what he had just heard. His body could barely support him as it gave way to the tremendous waves of shocked that rolled through him. Takeru felt his knees buckle as they crumpled out from underneath him. Daisuke's quick reflexes the only thing that kept him from kissing the ground.

"What happened to him? Is Taichi all right?" Hikari gasped a hand flying to her mouth in shock as she to desperately tried to keep Takeru from touching the ground.

"Mr. Ishida was attacked earlier today in what me believe may have been a possible sexual assault. We can not however make any officail statements until we have put together a rape kit."

"Rape kit!?" Daisuke cried out in shock.

"Standard procedure for cases such as these, nothing to worry about. Now Mr. Ishida was found by an aquinatance by the name of-"
The officer paused as he pulled out a small notpad and read from from it. "-Yagami, Taichi. Do any of you know this boy?"

A wash of shame swept over Takeru at his helplessness. Quielty he mumbled a 'yes' and atempted to stand on his own. Shrugging off Hikari's atmepts to help him. This time his legs were able to support him.

Unimpressed by Takeru's show of strength Daisuke kept his arm ad thd the blonde's shoulders in case the young basketball player deicded to take another nose dive.

"Tai is my older brother, and Yamato's best friend." Hikari offered helpfully.

The officer jotted down a few notes before looking back up, his gaze settling on Takeru once again. "Mr. Yagami stated that you had gone off after Mr. Ishida when he and Mr. Yagami had a disagreement, in order to 'talk some sense into him'. Is that correct?"

"Y-yes."

"Do you know what time it was you last saw your brother? Where was Mr. Ishida at when you parted company with him, was there anbody around at the present time?"

"I-I'm not s-sure." Takeru stammered.

"Please Mr. Takaishi we need to narrow down the time frame that Mr. Ishida was assaulted during, in hopes of catching the perpetrators."

Takeru didn't even bother to stop the flow of tears that began to stream down his face. Resolutely he told the officer what he could remember.

"After Matt and Tai had their fight I went after him. Yama was in the boys restroom on the second floor, he was upset. I tried to get him to make up with Tai but he wasn't listening. I-I should have stayed with him!"

"You couldn't have possibly known what would have happened. Go on." The officer responded gruffly.

"-I left, I was just mad that he wouldn't listen so I left-"

"Did you see anyone around when you left?" The officer interjected.

"No, no one."

"Aproximately what time did you part ways?"

"About two minutes till second period."

"So aproximately 10:28 AM correct?"

"Yes."

He hadn't bothered to see if anyone was in the hallway or even in the restroom with Matt. He had just yelled at Yamato and abandoned him. Never realizing that he should have been watching out fom inm instead. Grief was the foremost feeling he fetl right then. Seconded only to the concern of his onichan's wherabouts.

"Where's Matt? Can I go see Matt now, I have to see him!" Takeru said at last.

The officer who had been jotting down everything that Takeru said looked up at him once again and for the breifest of moments the cop's hardened eyes softened at the pain he saw swimming int he boy's eyes. He himself had two children who were exceptionally close as well. The thought eeineeing his youngest, Deandre in the same predicament as this boy nearly broke his heart. "By "By now I'm sure he's been transported to the hospital, but I'm sure my partner, Officer Kirkland, would be happy to drive you and your friends there." The officer answered, allowing a trace of warmth to seep into his voice.

"D-domo arigatou." Takeru replied relieved to be on his way to find his brother. Giving the names of their parents and their phone numbers the three set off behind Officer Kirkalnd to the parking lot.

"Do itashimashite." The police officer replied to their retreating backs.

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Oh my short, really, really short. I am so sorry about that! Hang on Chapter four will be much longer I guratee! Please be so kind as to leave a review *chibi eyes* please!!!

This story is a little on te slow going side, as I havn't had much inspiration to continue writing it. If anybody is still out there reading this fic, please let me know if you want me to continue this.
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