estoria | [OPEN] These dreams go on when I close my eyes

Who: Hikari Yagami & OPEN
When: IC: (late July) /OOC: (early June)
Where: Gardens
What: As a Child of ~~Light~~ Water, Hikari's been having some...interesting Dreams the last few days. The kind that are keeping her up at night, leaving her exhausted during the day.
Rating/Warning: Some potentially Dark themes involving children. Mentioning of Death. ~~Basically, if you've ever seen the season 02 episode, His Master's Voice, it's a little like that.~~

"Hikari? ...Hikari?"

The eight year old girl in question's eyelashes fluttered softly, face scrunching up as she was lightly shaken, before slowly opening. It took a few seconds for her vision to readjust before she sat up. Glancing around at her surroundings and...trying to remember where she was.

"Tailmon?" Voice heavy with sleep, she glanced down at her digimon companion, who was looking up at her in concern. "What...?"

"You fell asleep. Again."

There was little surprise at the news. Because she knew it was true. And why.

Straightening, Hikari glanced around at the park they were currently in. The ground was soft, a pleasant breeze blowing across her cheeks from beneath the shade of a large tree. Any other time, and it would have been no wonder she'd fallen asleep. The little sketchbook she'd purchased some time back was still in her lap. The camera she'd been using to take pictures for inspiration, at her side.

Except...the dark shadows beneath her eyes told of a slightly more troubling story.

"I'm sorry," she offered in the middle of stiffening a deep yawn. Rubbing at one eye that stung a little in the morning light.

Tailmon's ears dropped at the apology. Worried not only for Hikari's health, but saddened that she felt she needed to apologize at all. "...you had that dream again last night, didn't you?"

Not knowing what else to say, Hikari nodded. Her gaze drifted over to where there was a small pond. The waters still, save for the occasional little ripple. An increasingly familiar sight to her these days, though not for the reasons one might think.

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Taichi tries to place a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"If you tell me more about them, maybe that can help. Maybe we can figure something out!"

She nodded. Taking a long time to collect her thoughts. Not just how or what to say...but trying to remember.

"It's in the Digital World. I remember that much. But...not any part I ever remember before. I think...it was underground."

"Underground?" He frowns thoughtfully as he takes in her account, ready to try to if it's any place that he remembers. "What was it like there?"

Scary.

"There were these creatures...I'd never seen them before...but they were attacking some sort of...giant teddy bear. Until they disappeared. Like...like how digimon disappear when they..."

"...I get what you mean." He won't make her say that last word. But her story sounds kind of familiar.

"You mean like... with WaruMonzaemon, and the Numemon?" But if she didn't recognize them, could it have been a different occurrence?

She gave him a...strange look. Hikari was not one to joke--not about things like this--and yet her eyes told him of complete unfamiliarity with either of those names:

"WaruMonzaemon?"

Was this another of those timeline things? Did...would something happen to those digimon because of her too?

Now that was an odd look. It felt like just yesterday that he had to revise a tall tale because of the Numemon. But now she looks like she's hearing a foreign word...

"Yeah! That big bad teddy bear guy. You remember, right?"

She thought about it. Long and hard. Then shook her head. Not yet worried because she had one theory already in mind:

"That's...is this another digimon I'll meet in the future?"

"...In the future? I thought you were past that, Hikari. You know, with the Numemon..." He hates to remind his sister of something that's saddened her so much, but he doesn't see any other way.

"What about Numemon?"

There were no signs of sadness this time, though. Not even a hint of guilt. Her face was as blank as if he were speaking an entirely different language.

"You have to remember. That... that time when they helped you..."

She shook her head.

"Not really. Was this when I got sick again?" Because that would explain why she didn't remember; a lot of her memories of that time were...a bit fuzzy. Most likely from the fever.

"What? you don't remember...?" Taichi stares blankly. "It was after you got the medicine... Maybe you might have still been a little sick, but... I know you remembered them."

Okay, now she was starting to look a little nervous. Worried. Was...was something wrong with her? If Taichi said she'd already had her medicine by then...

"No. I don't. I'm sorry, Oniichan. What...?" She looked down, feeling bad for even having to ask. Like she had done something wrong. "What happened?"

"The numemon protected you from WaruMonzaemon... Doesn't that ring a bell?" He says softly as he places his hands on her shoulders.

Again, she shook her head.

"They...protected me?" She noticed Taichi was talking about her, specifically. Not the Chosen Children as a group. Like she'd been separated from them for a time. "Why would they do that?"

"Well... You rescued them. And they even worshiped you!"

"They...did?"

Her lips parted in honest surprise, coupled with a slight furrow of her brow. Confusion. Worry.

"I don't--I mean...I would never want them to do that, though. If I helped them, it wasn't for anything special. I'd just want to help them because they needed help."

"I know you wouldn't want that," he mutters softly. "But they still felt that way. They... they wanted to help you, no matter what."

He looks down at her, increasingly concerned by her lack of recognition.

"I wish I could remember. So I could go back and thank them properly."

"You have thanked them, and honored them... A lot. Maybe... maybe it'll come back to you if you get more rest."

She nodded. A hand instinctively rising to her forehead just incase, but...nope. Still no fever. And yet...

"Y-yeah. Okay, Oniichan. Maybe I'm more tired than I thought."

[OPEN] These dreams go on when I close my eyes

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