Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Sent ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

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"Why did I have to lose my digiarmour evolution? It's not like Hawkmon doesn't kick ass in both of his forms. I bet Togemon, Birdramon and Halsemon or Shurimon are just as strong as whatever they're going to be able to do as mega's." Miyako had been going on like this since the original chosen and her boyfriend had taken off to god knows where to fight the Dark Masters. That was three hours ago. Iori and I were ignoring her, sitting there playing Snake on our newly updated digivices, which looked like the old ones, but a million times cooler. Vmon, Hawkmon and Armadillomon were playing some weird digimon game on the floor, one that looked like it needed some concentration.

"Will you just shut up? I'm trying to think," Vmon yelled, finally getting annoyed. The room stopped as soon as he said it. Our heads all swung towards Vmon, then Miyako. Even Vmon himself was looking to see what she was going to do. He was afraid of what would happen. Miyako turned stark white for a second, then ran from the room, no doubt crying.

"Vmon!" I snapped.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." his voice trailed off. I shot him a dirty look, then took off after her. She had completely left the building and was about half way towards the beach by the time I got out of the room. I had no idea she could move that fast, but didn't have time to think about it as I ran after her. The water stayed parted for me, but closed as soon as I passed through. Miyako was sitting on a rock crying silently, her lavender hair falling around her face. I sat down next to her and did the only thing I could think of, pull her up in my arms and stroked her hair. She grabbed on to me and sobbed.

"Why? Why did he have to leave?" she said to my shirt.

I sighed. Ken had always been a complicated person and Miyako had always been insecure in her relationships. Although normally their relationship worked fine, their two personalities complimenting each other easily, it was times like there that their relationship became strained. Explaining why Ken wasn't here with her and instead saving the Digital World wasn't exactly easy, but I was going to have to try, "Ken feels that he has an...” I paused for a second, trying to find the right word, “obligation to the Digital World. After he caused so much pain and suffering to all of its inhabitants he feels the need to help and protect them at all costs. He feels the need to help out in every way he possibly can to atone for his sins. He's only thinking about how he can help reverse the damage he caused all those years ago. He didn't think about what this would do to you. He should have, but guilt can do weird things to people. He's just trying to do the right thing. If he doesn't than we lose all of this," I thrust my arms out and around, "And I know you don't want that. We all realized that you were upset about Ken earlier, except for Ken himself it seems. We all know that you aren't upset about digieggs and you're not nearly as upset as you act about not being able to fight. This whole thing is about Ken. Do you actually think we would have let you rant for hours like we did if you hadn't? It's only because we knew and we care about you Miyako. Vmon was just trying to concentrate so hard that he didn't think about what he was saying. He's pretty stupid sometimes."

Miyako looked up at me, her eyes full of tears and her face red and blotchy. There was surprise in her eyes and she was giving me a skeptical look.

"What?" I asked, confused by the weirdness of her look.

"Where's the bug?" was her reply and I stared back at her with an odd look.

"Bug? Like an ant? Ummm..." I looked around, scratching my head.

She smiled slightly, "No, the microphone and ear piece. Where are they? Someone had to come up with that speech."

I blushed, feeling the heat come all the way up my face and to my ears, "Okaasan watches this American show called Doctor Phil captioned when she can. I'm pretty decent with English with Mimi around, so I catch a lot of what's going on while I'm doing my homework." That made Miyako laugh, the tears clearing from her eyes. I blushed even harder. At least I was telling the truth. Okaasan loves Doctor Phil. I believe he's a quack personally but Okaasan doesn't care. She even got Jun hooked on the stupid show.

"I'm sure it's your Okaasan that watches it Dai," she said, still laughing, feeling better than she had before. Hopefully it wasn't just because the thought of me watching Doctor Phil amused her so much. Hopefully she had heard what I said about Ken.

"It is," I replied, becoming indignant and letting go of her. This only served to make Miyako laugh harder. I pouted and she gave me a hug.

"Thank you, Dai." she whispered, giving me a kiss on the cheek. She had actually heard what I said.

I opened my mouth to say something than stopped as I realized I actually didn't have anything to say. Instead I pulled the lavender haired girl closer to me. Miyako and I had matured some in the past few years, contrary to the popular belief of our co-chosen. They just liked to poke fun at the way we used to be. It gave them all something to laugh at. I mean, sure, I was still the goofy goggle headed soccer player, but I could also sit down and have an intelligent conversation without having to bull shit my way through half of it and ask a million questions for the other half. Miyako still had her dramatics, much like today, but much less often than she did back when we were young. Today's episode was completely due to Ken. These types of dramatics were a thing of the past and had been for over a year now.

"Dai, what if one of the girls, or heaven forbid, the boys gets horny and, you know, tries to, ummm..." she trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. She was a deep crimson color, but still managed to look me in the eye.

"Which one?" I said as I laughed, "They're all your friends and know Ken is off limits, plus all of the older chosen have someone they like and pretty much likes them back or are already taken."

Miyako stared at me, dumbfounded. Maybe I was the only one who had noticed the budding romance with all of our older counter parts. Either that or she was in complete shock by the fact that I, Daisuke Motomiya, goggle head extraordinaire, could not figure out when someone had a crush on someone else.

"Mimi," she asked. She was obviously starting with the easiest and most obvious.

"Jyou," I replied indifferently.

"Taichi," she shot off.

I looked at her like she was crazy. Everyone had to know my idol and his best friend were gay by now. "Yamato."

She sighed and muttered an, “I figured. Sora."

This one was a little more complicated than the others. I hesitated and then said, "Koushiro." There was no reason to tell her the other person that Sora liked. No need to air the girl's dirty laundry. All it would do was send Miyako into a frenzy. There's no way in hell it would ever happen and I didn't want to deal with the chaos it would put all the chosen in. There would be the massive emailing and the accusation, followed by the denial. The scandal it would create among us. It would just be nasty and currently the olders need to be focused on the task at hand. One day the thoughts of Sora Takenouchi would become public, but it wouldn't be today and it wouldn't be because I decided to let Miyako know Sora's dirty little secret.

Miyako mulled over the answers for a few minutes before coming up with another question, "How do I know you're telling the truth?"

"Well, you don't really. I guess you could ask Sora if she likes Kou, but if she tells you no you can't tell if she's lying. Or I could just tell you the other person you liked right before you and Ken got together." Miyako looked at me, shocked I even knew she had had a crush on someone other than Ken recently. His face quickly turned blank again though.

"I didn't like anyone before I started dating Ken," she challenged.

I took her up on her up on it, "Yes you did. You had a major crush on Hiro."

She blushed and began sputtering, "No... No I didn't... I just... He was just..." She fell quiet. She knew that I had her beat. "How did you know that?" she asked quietly, obviously in awe about how well I could read all of our comrades.

"I just got used to watching I guess. It all started with Hikari, looking for who had gotten ahead in a race for her heart. I now know that I had no chance with her. I didn't give up until after they were officially together though. As long as they weren't I had some hope for us, more of a dream than anything else. You probably remember how depressed I was when I found out? How quiet I was for the next few months? At first you tried to cheer me up, but then everyone just kind of folded. That whole time I sat there silently I was watching all of you, figuring you out. I was trying to figure out what made everyone of us tick. The most I was ever able to discern was who liked who though." The last part was a lie. I knew a lot about my fellow chosen, probably more than they knew about themselves. Miyako's nostrils flared when she lied, Matt tapped his foot when he was nervous, Tai got goose bumps whenever Matt was around, etc. I had worked hard to keep all of these things a secret. They had helped me a lot in the past, but could only hurt my friendships if they found out. The privacy of the mind is the one thing everyone had and I could break through it, in the most basic of ways of course, but I could still break through it.

"Wow," she said, "I didn't realize you were so attentive."

I shrugged. "It's not like I had much else to do. The only person I've ever really wanted to be with is Kari. I've been on a few dates, but nothing that I was really interested in. I've never slept with any of them, although a few did offer to. I was never interested. I want to save myself for someone I really care about, not fuck the first piece of ass that comes my way. I want sex to be something special for me."

"Dai. I'm really impressed. I didn't realize how much you had grown up in the past few years. You sound like you're a lot older than fourteen." I shrugged. I wasn't the only one who was wise beyond their year; all of us were. It's part of the reason that Ken and I were allowed to play on the soccer team before we actually in Odaiba High School. We were more closely bonded with the older members of the team, such as Tai and Hatsu. Some of the things are peers did that would send everyone else into an uproar would make the rest of us roll our eyes, or, in some of the more serious instances, hold our breath and hope that the people would live to get punished for their trick. Tai, Matt and the others, including Kari and Takeru, often acted more like people in their twenties or even older, while the younger four of us all acted like we were eighteen or nineteen years old in most regards. The digiworld gave us something we could never dream of giving up, allies and friends that loved and cared for us like no one else in this world, the type of camaraderie that most people only dream of, while it stole from us something just as vitally important, our childhood. We may have been eleven when we entered this world, with the exception of Iori, Takeru, Kari and Kou, but we left here aged years. The four aforementioned chosen had lost even more than the rest of us did, although we were all forced into growing up faster than nature intended. All of us knew it, even if none of us spoke about it.

"You haven't listened to yourself recently then," I told her, "You have your moments, but you act older than other people our age."

She nodded then fell silent. I didn't feel the need to say anything either, so I pulled her closer as we thought.
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Crash!

I woke up with a start, immediately wondering where I was and if I was in danger. Miyako had woken up too and huddled closer to me.

"What's going on?" she whispered, alarmed.

"I'm not sure," I whispered back, "See if you can get Iori, Armadillomon, Vmon and Hawkmon out here." There was another crash and Miyako did as I asked quickly and without question, which was out of character for her. She was quickly messaged back a quick we're coming. I had a horrible realization as soon as she told me. It was dark out and they may not be able to see us. We weren't terribly far from the shore, but that didn't mean that Iori and the others would find us in the pitch black of the night.

Crash!

The digimon finally broke through the trees, sending splintered wood and leaves everywhere. It was a Vermilimon, the close cousin of Monochromon. The only difference between the two digimon was the pink color and the nastier temper of the Vermilimon.

I hoisted Miyako up and threw her behind the boulder we were sitting on as the beast roared.

"What are you doing?" Miyako hissed, "You're going to get yourself killed. We're better off doing this together."

"Be quiet. It hasn't seen you yet and we won't both fit behind the rock. It's better that one of us stays safe. Iori and the rest of them will be here in a minute. I'm just going to distract him until they get here. There's no logical reason we should both be risking our necks. I'm faster and have more stamina. It would only be sensible that I'm the one being chased." Miyako opened her mouth, but stopped when I put my finger to my lips. Vermilimon was watching me, confused as to why I was speaking to a rock. It was a good and bad thing, good because it meant he hadn't spotted Miyako, bad because he had spotted me and was suspicious. The only upside to his viewing me would be that Vermilimon are incredibly stupid. It would be easy to distract him off this area; all I had to do was walk somewhere else. I stood up as if I wasn't afraid of the digimon, then headed towards the lake. I took the diagonal approach, moving further from the boulder and Miyako.

The Vermilimon was still staring at me confused. He didn't understand how I was so calm while he so obviously had the upper hand. I tried to walk normally as I watched him from the corner of my eye. I was honestly scared shitless of the beast.

Vermilimon's confusion quickly turned to anger as he took my action as arrogance instead of what it really was, a distraction tool. He charged me, his monstrous hooves making the ground quake with each pounding step. Using my soccer skills I tried to gauge the distance between me and the Vermilimon without looking back at the creature. He quickly gained on me and as he lunged to attack I jumped and rolled to the side, running as soon as my feet were on the ground. The Vermilimon had face planted and looked confused as to why he hadn't seen any data go flying or been attacked back in some way. He pulled himself up and looked at the ground, then looked around. I was already half a kilometer away and had slowed my pace to keep up my stamina. The Vermilimon let out a second, more terrifying roar then charged again, determined to hit me this time. I used the same tactic and he missed again. It was a game of cat and mouse that we were playing and one I was eventually going to lose if Iori and our digimon didn't get out here quickly.

Vermilimon continued his onslaught against me and by the third time of me running and dodging I noticed I was covering a lot less ground before he and got up and he was gaining on me much faster.

Where the hell are Iori and the others? I thought as my lungs began to burn from the lack of oxygen. I quickly dodged Vermilimon again and ran even harder to get away from him. The digimon was like the Energizer Bunny. He just kept going and going and going. He was up again and gaining even faster than he had the last time around. I wasn't going to make the jump this time. Miyako screamed my name as the digimon was about to lunge, but Vermilimon ignored her. He wasn't going to give up his prey just because of a stupid scream. I stopped, waiting for the digimon to pounce and kill me when I saw a brilliant flash of light. Both Vermilimon and I turned to look, knowing what the light meant, somewhere nearby digimon were digivolving.

XVmon, Aquilamon and Ankylomon had arrived. Vermilimon roared at them, warning them that I was his. As he did so I ran. I had a burst of adrenaline and managed to sprint all the way back to Miyako.

"Are you alright?" I asked, panting hard.

She nodded. I grinned widely at her as relief and exhaustion washed over me and I passed out cold.

A/n: Thank you to my reviewers. I finally got this up on ff.net for those of you who are reading on mm.org. So far there is still no difference in the two fics, but this will change in the next few chapters. I promise the smut is not far off mm.org readers. The chapters will be changed to be suitable for viewing on ff.net also. I also realize this chapter is a little on the short side, but it's important. New chapter will be up as soon as I can get it written- Dephs