Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Sono Kyoso No Jikan ❯ Chapter 1

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Nitro Skyline (A.K.A: KendoSakuyamon)
Yes, yes, it is mine, ALL MINE! ESPECIALLY KOUJI!!
Oo, Don't worry folks, luckily for you, it doesn't belong to her *looks relieved*
All the Digi-drivers have nicknames, Kouji's is Rogue W, the W standing for Wolf, Takuya's is Asassin B (can't tell u yet, Gomen) and Izumi's is Siren G (Girl)
a big hand To my Beta reader, Dragi!!. She, Kyokyomon and Viximon persuaded me to put this up tonight. Thanx!

crowd had gathered. The focus of their attention happened regulary, always at night. During the day, they led normal lives. But once night reared it's dark head, they would all gather, some for social relief, others for deviance, most of them for the challenge. All of them, however, lived under the same purpose.
had racing in their blood, it ran through their veins like petrol did in a car. The adrenaline was shared by racers and bystanders alike. They all wanted to taste that fear, that excitment. . . .
flicked the ash from the end of his cigarette as a group of familier male teens past him, the girls beside them laughing falsely with high pitched voices. He knew those type of girls. They were girls, who would trot timidly round their school, only to come here and reveal their ' darker side'. Rogue looked up at the sky and mirrored the midnight blue murkiness of the sky with his gaze. At the moment, the eyes were liquid, but at a moments notice, they would harden, not unlike ice. his gaze flickered back to the girls, many of which were sporting tight nylon tops, tight ass leather trousers and leather boots. Rogue observed with mute discust, that they'd caked their faces in makeup and he could smell the pungent scent of sickly perfume that was so strong that Rogue wouldn't have been surprised if they'd poured the whole contents over themselves. Rogue frowned slightly when they did not walk on, but made they way over to where he leaned casually on his vehicle. The unspoken leader of the group stepped forward slightly. Rogue agknowledged him with the slightest upwards nodd of his head. The red-haired stranger held out his fist and Rogue touched knuckles with him. The girls spared him a glance at Rogue, which became a stare. He in return, took a drag of the cigarette, giving them neither the time nor the attention that they were giving him. He left the cigarette in his mouth, where it hung casually.
Hiroshi "
Whassup bro? " the guy asked. Rogue shrugged his shoulders.
Nothin much, you racing? " Rogue replied, keeping an eye on the girl that continued to survey him. He looked from Hiroshi, catching his eye, to the girl.
Rogue's visual point, Hiroshi looked over to the girl. She turned her gaze quickly to focus on her hair, seemingly bored. Hiroshi looked back at Rogue and nodded slightly.
Yeah, I'm racing " he answered. he looked behind Rogue, focusing on the car that Rogue leaned on.
That's a fucking sweet car " he nodded towards the car. Rogue took the cigarette from his mouth and breathed the smoke out. He stopped halfway to answer.
Yeah " he then procceded to breathe out the last of the smoke.
You racing? "
Yeah ". Hiroshi smirked.
Well, I'm telling you, you may be one damn fast driver, but you play tonight, and that baby's gonna cost you a fortune " he commented. Rogue finished the cigarette and threw it to the ground.
Fuck you " he said calmly, no threat to the words. Hiroshi held his hands up.
Hey, chill, chill, all I'm sayin is, you might wanna watch out for the competition tonight ". Rogue took a moment to scan the area, seeing new faces in the crowd, before nodding slightly.
Tell you what, let's make a wager " Hiroshi said out of the blue. Rogue's eyes flickered back to Hiroshi, the gleam of challenge hidden between an expression of boredom.
What did you have in mind? " Rogue asked carelessly. Hiroshi's eys gleamed.
The Bet " Hiroshi offered. Rogue's eyes narrowed. This was no ordinary bet. People who'd made these bets before had lost their lives due to the backstreet ' slavery '. Hiroshi stood there, his arms crossed in satisfaction. No one ever took up that bet anymore. Rogue nodded and Hiroshi whistled to a group of boys hanging round the vehicles. They came over, their features lready creased in a frown.
What the hell do you fucking want Hiro? " One of the boys spat. Hiroshi however, stood his ground.
Rogue here's made The Bet " he said offhand. The effect of his words rippled through the air and in moments, a crowd had gathered nearby.
You hear that? Rogue's accepted the challenge! " a member of the crowd shouted. Rogue closed his right eye.
Hey, make him cut his hair off when he loses " someone jeered. Many girls objected to this with high shrieks of protest.
the crowd was silenced as a guy made his way through the crowd. Many people knew him as King, but Rogue knew him well enough to call him K. His dark features was easily audible. His hair in tight braids and sporting the usual gangster look. People round here looked up to him. He walked up to Rogue slowly.
This true bro, you accepting The Bet? " he asked. Rogue nodded. The guy turned to face the crowd.
Ok!, who's gonna accept the Bet? " he shouted to the crowd. The crowd remained silent. Rogue smirked inwardly. No one was ever stupid enough to challenge him. . .
I will " a voice called. Heads turned in the direction of the voice.
a brunette haired teen, about Rogue's age, had stepped forward. His hair was short, and stuck up stubbornly. Blonde highlights peeked out in certain areas. He wore a sleeveless t-shirt in a deep red and sported black trousers. The t-shirt followed the curves of the brunnette's body, lean and muscular. He wore black gloves and black wristbands, and a jacket hung from his waist. Wolf whistles called as the teen walked to the front of the crowd, his eyes only on Rogue's, the latter's on his.
And just who in the hell are you? " King asked. the brunnette stared back calmly, his gaze never leaving Rogue's.
People call me Asassin B " he answered. A few taunts occured, but subsided into silence as King looked over.
You race, pretty boy? " he asked. Asassin looked away from Rogue to King.
Well, I'm not here to do ballet, Pretty Boy " he answered. the crowd began shouting, many of the the shouts consisting of threats. No one spoke to King in that way. King however, didn't respond.
I like you kid, you've got guts. Awight, we've got ourselves a challenger. Yo Rogue, meet Asassin ".
who had been watching this new opponent, feinted disintrest. Asassin however, was not fooled as easily as the crowd. King had turned to the crowd, collecting money for the bets being placed. Rogue looked at Asassin for a moment longer, before getting in his car, and driving through the crowd towards the starting line.
nodded in return after placing his bet, He turned and walked away. Rogue watched him with a disinterested eye. Rogue stretched and stepped on his discarded cigarette, squashing the embers into the hard ground. He walked over to the other cars making way for the race.. He wasn't afraid of Hiroshi's warning. He was Rogue-W, he ruled these streets, and nothing Hiroshi said was gonna make him back down.
applied pressure to the acceleration and released the handbrake, the engine already purring from where he'd left the it on. He moved forward and the crowds parted to let the car glide through them, like a snake through water. A few people hit the roof of the car, a gesture of greeting for their favorite racer. Kouji reached the start of the road and the crowd stopped following, watching him as he stepped out of his car and make his way to where the other cars stood lined up. Six other cars gleamed with brand new vinyl. He walked over to the car on the farthest left, a metallic purple Honda S-2000 was parked there, engine growling low. Kouji nodded, appreciating the smooth bodywork done on the car since the last time he'd seen it.
Hey Rogue, spare a look at my bodywork " a voice called. Rogue turned to confront the driver. She smiled cheekily, her wavy blonde hair permed. She, like the girls before, wore tight leather trousers that clung to her body. Pitch black, complimented with a purple stripe down each outer leg. Her top, also painfully tight, matched in a jet black with a purple ribbon around the brest ever. The ribbon, many men noted, was the only thing keeping the top on her body. A syrongue hung on her hips in a lushious purple and the logo on her top was a suggestion to her in many peoples minds.
Bend over, did know you went in for that sort of stuff Siren " Rogue commented, pulling another cigarette from his windbreaker. After a thought, he offered one to Siren, who immediatly took it with a " thanks baby ". They both lit them up. After a moment, she spoke up.
The message is a tease baby, you think I'm that easy? " Rogue didn't answer. Everyone knew she was the most 'hard to get girl ' in the area. Damn, if it wasn't for Rogue, she'd be the hardest person to obtain. That was why she was so wanted. hence the nickname Siren. Unfortunatly, Rogue had already claimed that title, the objection of many men and women.
Makes a change from your usual clothes I guess " Rogue commented. Siren smiled coyly. They both knew that her usual clothes consisted of dark makeup, dark clothes. In fact, the only thing that wasn't dark was her personality.
Hey baby, I never suited that style. Besides, Goths just wanna die and shit " she commented. She took the moment to look Rogue up and down.
Anyway, you can talk!, You're a sexy prize for anyone, " she exclaimed
They all know I'm not interested " he said simply.
That's never stopped them before " Siren muttered. Rogue glanced at her vehicle, appreciating the smooth, fluid vinyl. The purple metallic paintwork matched the neon under the car. The top was down, and loud music pumped it's juices out from where pioneer speakers fit into the interior of the car.
Nice motor " he commented. Siren laughed.
You'd better have deep pockets Kouji, cos unless you can pay off this guy, your gonna be a slave for a hell of a while. " Rogue smirked, the first real emotion portrayed ny his usual emotionless espression.
Hey, don't start calling out my name here " he said to her. Her features slid into a wry smile as she planted her hands on her hips.
Why, you afraid this 'asassin ' is gonna tell your parents? " she asked. Rogue flicked the cigarette to the ground, suddenly finding the taste unappealing.
they couldn't do anything about it even if he did " he answered coolly. Siren waved her finger
Ah ah, you can fool others but you'll never fool me. You're not eighteen just yet, and your mom probably thinks you're at a tutorial. I wonder what she's say if she saw you like this. . " Siren said thoughtfully. Rogue gave a quick smile at this. His mother, a top psychiatric doctor and his father, a university mathmatician, would probably have serious heart failures at their sons ' Image '. Luckily, he could hide his ear piercing behind his strands of hair. Normal parents didn't mind, but his ones. . . .
he needed his parents, and they him.
at least the moment.
Rogue?, you ready? " Siren asked. Rogue blinked before nodding. She smiled and hugged him. Many people moaned softly. Whether it was from wanting Rogue, or Siren, was unknown. Kouji watched as Siren walked over to her car. She smoothly reversed, her engine a low purr. many people backed off as she threatened to run them over, insuring a painful death if interfered with. Rogue smirked and walked over to his own Nissan skyline. He'd ensured perfection in every detail. The spoilers, the wheels, the neons, the engine, the vinyl. Every part perfect. He'd told his parents he'd gotten the money from an after school job. Not that they'd ever seen the skyline of course. He kept it in his garage, away from his house. He used another crappy car for school.
gotten Siren to design a vinyl design on the side, a raging beast, the words Rogue W etched into the left hand side. Other designs had been added as a bonus, but it was that design that he'd wanted.
thing she was so good at vinyl really. Opening the door, he pulled his keys out of his pocket and switched the navi-computer on. Siren was a useful friend to have, she dealt with everything to do with cars, and she was handy with a computer. The stereo blasted a random tune off Rogue's CD. He flicked the base up and turned the key in the ignition. The engine awoke, and Kouji applied pressure. The Engine roared in reponse. He released the brake and slid through to the start line, where Asassin's red Porshe was waiting. Rogue took a moment to study the car. The vinyl paintwork was smooth, it's features flawless. The red faded into silver, which faded into black. Flames dominated the sides and a dark symbol covered the front.
car looked brand new.
pulled up close to the porshe, and leaned out the window.
Ready to lose? " he asked. Asassin turned to face him. Brown met blue. Fire met Ice. In that instant, Rogue understood the true meaning of a rival as his heartbeat increased rapidly. Neither could pull away from the gaze, a mistake never attempted again once they had broken free.

Takuya
he was hot. He wore complete black. Black jeans that hung to that sexy figure., the top, making the top on the girl next to him seem loose. Jet black hair, black trainers. Fuck, I'd never look at the color black the same way again. he wore the typical black jacket and on the back, it had some kind of logo. I noticed how the logo matched the one on his car. His hands too, were clad in black leather gloves, fingerless. He flexed them now. A black headband hid under the strands of hair, alongside an earring to his left ear. Quite the fucking Bishonen. He's got a pretty sweet car too. Nissan skyline, blue melting into silver. The left side, the side that I can see, has a paintwork effect of a beast of some sorts, the words Rogue-W etched underneath. Too damn interested in the driver to give a fucking damn though.
well,
gonna be mine.. . .
switched on the radio. An unknown tune came to Rogue's ears.

Oh, so that's your game? Rogue thought. He tuned into the same station and stared at Asassin defiantly. King nodded and spoke into a handset.
Yo, tune in 56.8, and switch the lights on " he called. Immediatly, the track was filled with light, and the speakers along the road blared the same tune. King walked in front of the two.
Ready? " Asassin and Rogue nodded.
Set "
Go! "
the letter G, Rogue had already released the brake, and had shot forward, Asassin in the rear.

Fire Fire Fire Fire

oooh oooh ooooooh

Ooh ooh ooh

oooh oooh ooooooh

Ooh ooh ooh

ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Night of fire

Night of fire

Fire!

Welcome to the broken low

Welcome to the famous disco live

Come on lady come and go

Come on lady get me once and right
EY!!! Flip the damn screen on so we can see em!!!!!! " King hollered. The person complied as the screen lit up, Showing Rogue, with Assasin in close pursuit. Siren stood close by, she knew Rogue had a few tricks up his sleeve. Unfortunatly, she knew another fact.
had seen the way Asassin had looked at Rogue.
Rogue knew at this moment was the exileration that could make or break a person. Clenching the wheel with hanbds that had already begun to sweat underneath his gloves, he swirved quickly, a smooth movement. His throat felt strangley dry and a metallic taste of nicotine lingered on his tongue.

Gotta win
eyes were glued to either the rear-view mirror or the road, more often the latter

Gonna win this damn race
song pounded through rogue's mind, threatening to make his ears bleed.

Not a danger, not a blacky stranger
if they did though. . . .

Rock it - rock it - knock to my door I'll open
still keep ondriving. . . .

Speak my name now, speak if it you know how
just crank up the volume just a little more......

Fly to me, get ready for the. . .

This was gonna be easy

Night of fire, you've better better stay

You've better better begin the prayer to play

Night of fire, come over over me

Come over over the top you've never been here
quick glance revealed that his rival was in view. As if signalling the urgency for speed, Rogue's car began to whine, begging for release, for speed. Rogue complied and shifted into the next gear. The pursuing car seemed to fall back, only to catch up as Asassin too changed his gear. Rogue gritted his teeth as the rival car slowly snaked its way to drive in line with Rogue's. He chanced a quick glance at him as they reached level point. He, like Rogue, had his window down and as he overtook Kouji, shouted a curse to him. Kouji smirked as the car pulled in front.. he would let him be ahead, for at least a while. He'd been watching asassin, for any sign of weakness, and he'd found an obvious one. At intervals, he'd noticed how asassin's corners were always too wide. The driver had no grip. Rogue grinned.
worst corner was yet to come. . . . . .

Night of fire, you've better better stay

You'd better better begin the prayer to play

Night of fire, come over over me

Come over over the top you'll have a night of fire

Takuya
shocked the hell outta me when he complied and let me overtake him. Seeing this as a sign of good luck, I switched into eighth gear. The effect was quickly recognised as my car obeyed. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw the skyline. The driver raised his middle finger, and despite myself, I grinned. So, I wasn't dealing with a normal person who would just lie down and beg. He had a plan, that much I knew. I watched him closely, following his movements. Suddenly, he began rocking the car towards the outside of the turn. I shadowed him movements, not wanting to be caught out. The Skyline betrayed my wishes as Rogue used the rebound of the grip to throw the car into the normal cornering direction. I cursed my luck. Great, I just had to find someone who could pull it off.
Faint Drift.
I fought to regain control. I watched at my momentary hopes of victory were diminished. Typical, it's always the cute ones who are dangerous.

You'll have a night of fire

Welcome to my rocky show

Welcome to the fire of the night

Come on baby let it go

Come on baby let me stick you tight

' Too wide '

Not a danger, not a blacky stranger
nissan glided past, hugging the edge of the road.

Rock it - rock it - knock to my door I'll open
smirked as he watched me fight to gain control, easily lost.

Speak my name now, speak if it you know how
gaining contol of the car, I set my sights for speed.

Fly to me, get ready for the

I'm not gonna lose

Night of fire, you've better better stay

You've better better begin the prayer to play

Night of fire, come over over me

Come over over the top you've never been here
watched in satisfaction as the finish line came closer and closer. He shifted into the last gear, speed reaching 150, which was unneeded. He could see the crowds of people waiting, cheering for their number one racer. Hiroshi looked slightly disgruntled as Rogue came closer.

Just a bit more. . . .

Night of fire, you've better better stay

You've better better begin the prayer to play

Night of fire, come over over me

Come over over the top you'll have a night of fire
looked pleased as she watched the Nissan speed closer and closer to the finish line. It was his race, he'd yet again, prove that he was the best recer ever, prove that the rookie 'Asassin' was no match for him.

Just a bit more. . . .

You'll have a night of fire

You better better stay

The prayer to play

Come over over me

You've never been here

Night of fire

You've better better begin
clenched the steering wheel in anger, he was sooo close. He couldn' t let victory be snatched so quickly, before he'd had the chance to taste the sweet essense of challenge. No way.

Just a bit more. . . .

Night of fire

Come over over the top

You'll have a night of fire

Welcome to the broken low

Welcome to the famous disco live

Come on lady come and go

Come on lady get me once and right

Come. . .
a danger, not a blacky stranger

On. . .

Rock it - rock it - knock to my door I'll open

Everything. . . .

Speak my name now, speak if it you know how

Depends. ..

Fly to me, get ready for the night of Fire

On. . . .

You'll have a night of fire

This. . . .

Night of fire

Moment. . . .
and Takuya looked in surprise as they hit the finish line. . . . . . .

Ooh, oh. Ooooh, oh oh oh

Ooh, oh. Ooooh, oh oh oh

You 'll have a night of Fire. .

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Yeah!, My first cliffhanger!!!. Hope you enjoyed it,

Question: Who do you think won? (Featuring in the story for the people who get it right. For people who want to be featured, say your favorite car, what you want it to look like, and whether your a fan lover or a rule breaker)

Ja ne!