Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Fox who cried Vampire ❯ Expression of feelings - Renamon ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The Fox who cried Vampire
Part 1
by Chibi Renamon

This one's based on a very weird idea I had. It'll be Ruki x Renamon, so be warned.
Though it will contain sex, crossbreed and stuff, this really isn't just a lemon.
Ruki, Lee and Takato are 18 here (Oh come on! A 10 year old girl having SEX?).
Still, this Fic takes place at the beginning of the storyline (Digital Fields and stuff).
Yeah, that means that Ruki has had 8 more years to develop her bad habits. ;)

Please read and review!

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It has been a long day for Renamon, but she tells herself that it has been worth it.
The training has payed off until now, so it would pay off after today, too.
Everything would be fine... if it weren't for those other two Tamers.
OK, Ruki questions their very right of existence.
But Renamon found the boys' relationship with their Digimon rather interesting.
Takato and Lee... liked their Digimon. Renamon had seen the joy in their eyes after a battle.
They are happy that their Digimon are all right. It is this kind of friendship Renamon misses.
Two fingers suddenly snap right in front of here eyes.
"Daydreaming again?" Ruki barks, anger showing on her pretty face.
Renamon blinks. She is standing in Ruki's room, and the girl has gotten ready for the night.
"Sorry, Ruki." Renamon instantly says.
"You aren't need anymore." Ruki tells her flatly.
Normally Renamon just disappears, obeying the girl's wishes.
But somehow she isn't in that mood today.
"Has it ever occured to you that I have feelings, too?" the Digimon asks.
Ruki blinks and stares at Renamon.
"You're a piece of data. I'm your Tamer. Questions?" she finally replies.
It's no use. Renamon thinks and sighs.
She turns to leave, then hesitates.
"You know? There might be the day when I won't come back." Renamon finally says.
She didn't want it to sound like a threat, but of course it is one.
"Yeah. Right. And who would take care of you then?" her Tamer barks and laughs.
Renamon's paw trembles.
"It's not like there has ever been anybody who has cared for me." she finally whispers.
She flinches when she hears her Tamer's reaction.
"FINE THEN!" the girl yells at Renamon's back.
Before the Digimon can answer anything, something hits her head.
The fox whirls around angrily. Then she sees what has caused her the new headache.
Lying on the floor in front of her is Ruki's D-Arc.
Still trmebling, Renamon picks the device up and stares at Ruki.
In the girl's eyes, she can see many things except for two things:
No remorse. No regret.
With a tear in her eye, Renamon disappears, taking the D-Arc with her.

OK, what was that all about? she asks herself, walking through the dark streets.
You messed up. a calmer part of her mind answers.
Damn. I like her! I need her! I... love her...
She groans, realizing that her love has just kicked her out.
No. You did that yourself. You rushed her.
Renamon sobs, knowing that the calm voice is right.
"DAMN!" she yells, preparing to throw the D-Arc as far as she can.
Her calm inner voice already scolds her for that, but her wild part ignores it.
She screams, as her right arm snaps forward, sending the D-Arc...
Renamon blinks, staring at the sky, then at her empty paw.
Where's the D-Arc? she asks herself.
It hasn't been in her paw when she tried to throw it away.
"My my. What could make a beauty like you scream that way?" a male voice behind her asks.
The Digimon whirls around to face the stranger.
She is facing a human, male, slightly taller than she is.
He's wearing a tuxedo and a dark cape. And he's holding the D-Arc.
Renamon tries to snatch the device away, but the man is faster than he looks and avoids her paws.
"Calm down, little one." he calmly says while easily dodging her attempts to get the D-Arc.
After some minutes, Renamon is exhausted. First Ruki's hard training, and now this.
She sinks to her knees, panting heavily.
Come on! Stand up! You're an easy target!
But she is lacking the strength to move. She can see the man kneel in front of her.
A hand carefully lifts her head so that she is now looking straight into his eyes.
Renamon notices a sudden warmth inside her body. Her instincts tell her to trust this man.
"Will you join me?" the man asks.
Without asking any more questions, the fox nods.
She would come with him. She would be his Digimon. She would be whatever he desired.
Renamon realizes that she is being carried along the streets.
After some meters, she drifts away into a peaceful sleep.

*fling*
The knive hits Renamon's chest.
Ruki smiles as she walks towards her dart board.
She removes the knive and examines the tortured Renamon card attached to it.
Then she pins the card back at the board.
She doesn't miss Renamon.
Pah.
She wouldn't miss her either.
No way.
Never.
The Digimon had been a weakling.
Yeah.
Right.
It is better for them that way.
Sure.
Ruki sighs.
"DAMN!" she finally yells, throwing the knive again.

Ruki walks out of the house and blinks when she is greeted by the daylight.
She hasn't made three steps when somebody addresses her.
"Well, the great hunter is leaving the house unarmed?" Lee asks sarcastically.
Lord, why do I have to deal with this moron this early?
OK, so it's already late afternoon, but in this case, any time is too early.
"What do you want?" she asks him, tapping her foot.
"Me? Nothing. Except the usual ranting about the way you treat Digimon."
"Speaking of Digimon. Where is your little pet?" Ruki asks, stressing the last word.
"He's with Guilmon. Do you miss him?" Lee asks with a grin.
"Oh shrivel up and die." Ruki mutters as she walks past him.
"I just wanted to tell you where they are so that your little killer doesn't attack them by accident."
Ruki stops when she hears that comment.
"Oh don't worry. I got rid of her." she admits, pretending not to care.
Liar.
She hears the boy gasp.
"Renamon's... dead?" he manages to ask.
"Of course not! I just kicked her out! She's a weakling and I didn't have any use for her anymore."
Liar.
By now Ruki has turned her back towards the boy.
"So the rumors are true." the boy whispers.
Without turning around to look at him, Ruki frowns.
"Rumors?" she asks, biting her lower lip.
"You really are a heartless bitch." Lee tells her.
She hears the boy walk away, but doesn't move herself.
Somehow she hasnn't been surprised by the last remark. She has created that image herself.
But right now she wishes to be accepted. To have a friend. Somebody to talk to.
"Has it ever occured to you that I have feelings, too?" the Digimon had asked.
Ruki fights back some tears.
I treated her like... like... like a tool. A soulless fighting machine she realizes.
And Ruki Makino suddenly knows that she has lost her only friend last night.
This time, she doesn't fight back her tears.

When Renamon wakes up again, it is night-time.
How long have I been asleep? Minutes? Hours?
She shivers.
Days?
Renamon is lying on a sleeping mat. Except for this item, the room is empty.
Where am I? she asks herself, getting up.
The room has now windows, and only one door. She tests it, and to her surprise, it easily opens.
Carefully the Digimon exits the room and enters a larger hall.
Or rather, the remainders of a large hall.
Renamon realizes that she is standing inside the ruins of a warehouse.
She ducks when she hears steps coming her way.
"Ah, I see you're awake." a familiar male voice says.
Before she realizes what she is doing, Renamon relaxes.
The man is again wearing the tuxedo, but the cape is gone.
Renamon rises from her postion and cocks her head.
"Who are you?" she asks the man.
"Are names important to you? You don't have a name either."
"I'm Renamon." Renamon tells the man.
"That's the name of your race. Not yours." the man answers calmly.
The stranger slowly walks around her, smiling.
He stops right in front of her and looks her straight in the eyes.
Renamon instantly feels the strange warmth again. It's a feeling of comfort. Of Security.
"What would you like to call me?" the stranger slowly asks.
His eyes seem to stare right into her soul.
"Master." Renamon whispers, entranced by the man's eyes.
The man smiles and slowly raises his right hand to her shoulder.
Renamon shivers when his hand touches her fur.
"Shhhh. No need to be nervous." he whispers and slowly draws her closer to him.
The Digimon willingly moves towards the man, never breaking eye contact.
Get away! Get away! Get away! her mind screams, but she doesn't pay it any attention.
Renamon's whole world consists of this man. There is nothing else. Just him.
The stranger gently moves his left hand past her hips and onto her back, holding her like a lover.
He breaks the eye contact and moves his head towards her left shoulder and her neck.
Then he gently kisses the space between neck and shoulder, making Renamon moan instantly.
The Digimon has seen something like this in some of the movies. In some of the late night movies.
This feels... so good. she thinks, still moaning softly.
The man continues to kiss her, slowly moving up and down her neck.
Renamon cocks her head again to allow him easier access.

Finally. he tells himself.
The Digimon has closed her eyes, waiting for him to continue.
She doesn't see him expose his pointy teeth before he digs them into her exposed, furry neck.
He can hear the yellow fox gasp for air as he tastes her blood.
His grip around her tightens, but she doesn't fight back.
No woman ever does. Human or Digimon.

Nobody can resist the spell of a vampire.

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Last notes:
OK, no Ruki x Renamon so far. At least nothing explicit.
Like I said before: This isn't just a no-plot lemon.
I hope there will be anybody left to read chapter 2, on which I'm currently working. ;)

Please leave a review, I'd like to hear what you're thinking of this story.