Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Shuffle ❯ I Lay Me Down to Sleep ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Lord Archive 
Night has fallen, but the Chosen's problems make it hard for them to find rest.
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Hentai / Sci-fi / Romance / Adventure | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.27.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 2.1K | Status: Completed
Night has fallen, but the Chosen's problems make it hard for them to find rest.
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Hentai / Sci-fi / Romance / Adventure | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.27.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 2.1K | Status: Completed
The Shuffle
Chapter Three - I Lay Me Down to Sleep...
Digimon belongs to Toei Animation, Akiyoshi Hongo, Bandai, Saban, Fox Kids, and so on. They are used without permission or the intent of profit.
Reminder, I will be referring to the characters per the body they are in. For example, if Mimi in Ken's body thinks about Daisuke in Mimi's body, then Mimi thoughts will regard that body in the masculine possessiveness, that Tachikawa's body is HIS real body since Mimi is currently male and will be referred to as such. When Hikari, in Jyou's body, is talking she will be referred to as Jyou. The only exception is dialogue where the characters are the ones to refer to each other.
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Daisuke sat at Takeru's desk as he wrote into a journal.
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It's a good thing that none of us Chosen had a normal childhood. All of our parents took the entire situation of us switching bodies rather well. Or in Mr. Motomiya's case, he was half expecting this to happen at some point. He laughed right in Daisuke's, or should I say Mimi's, face.
Iori borrowed some of my clothes, but I didn't bother to borrow any of Daisuke's. Thankfully he's about the same size as me. I should really count myself lucky that I didn't end up a girl, or even a different age. Though it might've been neat to be Yamato for a little while.
Writing about whom, Yamato won't let Ken cancel the concert next week. There's rumor that a talent scout might be there to sign up Yamato's band to a recording contract, and he doesn't want to miss the chance. I'd be more worried about Ken making a mistake at the concert and ruining any future contracts, but that's me.
While waiting for Jyou to come out of 'her' bath (man is it hard thinking that it's Jyou in Hikari's body), we talked about what would happen when we start to get our digimon back. Gennai informed us that those of us who had Qinglongmon's power spread it around a bit. And as I proved by evolving Angemon to Holy Angemon, our crest powers have almost completely recharged after nearly using them up to make the Crest Barrier four years ago. That power has been spread between us as well.
Too bad the barrier never really worked. If it had, then we would've never had to fight Demon the first time.
Anyway, having our powers spread around means that while there's a chance that we won't be able to get Imperial Dramon, War Greymon or Metal Garurumon. However, our entire group might be able to evolve our digimon to Perfection level without jogress.
Gennai is now using Ken's crest of kindness to help make fake crests for each our traits similar to the fake crests Vamdemon had used to find Hikari. In two weeks we'll all return to his house to see which of the fake crests will react to us.
I really have to keep my mind on hopeful thoughts if I want to get Patamon back.
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Taichi flopped onto the red silk-like bed cover that covered Sora's bed. He couldn't believe what happened today. After the picnic that afternoon, they were all supposed to have gone to a party with the newer ex-Dark Seed Chosen invited to attend. Obviously that had been canceled on account of Piemon.
Taichi sighed, wondering how he was going to deal with this. Thankfully Yagami was his childhood friend. He shouldn't have any surprises when the real Taichi's memories began to surface. Though he wondered what Yagami would think of the crush he had back during the first Diablomon battle. Yagami would probably just tease him about it.
Still it was a bit unnerving to think that the real Taichi could see his real body nude at any time. Then again he was able to view Yagami's as well. It was a fair trade off, he guessed.
Maybe this was all just a nightmare and he would wake up tomorrow and it'd be the first. Then he could go on the picnic for real, attend the party, and then finish the night alone with Yamato.
Taichi looked up and saw Ken dressed in guy's pajama looking at him strangely.
"Aren't you going to change?" Ken questioned.
"Nah. Boys can be slobs. Besides, I don't feel like it," Taichi replied.
Ken placed a hand on his hip. "You know, you're already acting like Taichi."
Taichi shrugged. "Mimi, I've always been a bit of a tomboy. This is just the ultimate extension of that."
"Very funny," Ken retorted.
Taichi pointed at the futon on the floor. "Just get some sleep. It's been a long day."
Ken sighed. "Sure." He reluctantly shut off the light and the laid down on the futon. The body he was in didn't really concern him much for being male. What troubled him was that he had heard that Ichijouji suffered from chronic nightmares concerning the Digimon Kaiser and was afraid they would visit him. He was scared of what those dreams might show him.
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Sora laid in bed, wearing pink cotton pajamas. While, as Taichi, she would normally wear only sweatpants to bed, she didn't feel right to not be completely covered up.
Sora sighed, hoping that the real Sora will never access her memories about the red head. About how she truly feels about Takenouchi. If the real Sora found out, it would cause a lot of problems. Sora had been dating Yamato before this, and she didn't want to come between them. She respected their decision to be together and they were both her friends. If she had tried to interfere, she would've hurt both of them and she would never want to do that. So she had buried her feelings and tried to move on.
Sora also dreaded that she might find out Takenouchi's feelings for her. What if the real Sora loved her and Yamato, thought of her as only a brother, or even as a bothersome friend?
Sora pulled the blanket over her head and tried to force herself to fall asleep. She didn't want to think about the real Sora, that she had been turned into a girl, or that her little sister was currently taking a shower while in the body of guy who was older than she was.
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Jyou concentrated on the task on hand, taking a shower. He did want to think about the THING hanging from between his legs. While thanks to Taichi's carelessness he certainly knew what a guy looked like naked before this. However, that wasn't his brother's privates that he was seeing now but Jyou's.
He was pretty sure Jyou was bigger than Taichi. More hairy down there, as well. When he had seen Taichi's penis erect, it was almost perfectly straight. However, Jyou's dick was a little bent. He didn't know they came in different sizes let alone shapes. It was rather smooth to the touch and caused an interesting reaction when he did.
Jyou didn't know when he started to rub his hand up and down the hardened penis. All he knew was that he couldn't stop. It felt too good. The hot water streaming over his sweating body only added more heat, more urgency to what he was doing.
Jyou's muscles tightened as his hand sped up. He grunted in pleasure as he tried to hold on. His penis then erupted, shooting white cum all over his hand and the shower wall.
Jyou panted and then stared at his offending hand, his crime being washed away by the shower's water. "What have I done?" he asked in disbelief.
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Mimi refused to even look in the mirror as she changed for bed. Sure this body was beyond cute, but she hated the idea of it being hers. She was born a guy for Qinglongmon's sake! She should have a cock not a cunt.
Mimi laid down into Daisuke's bed and stared at the ceiling. How could she activate the trait of miracles? She would have to do that if she wanted V-mon as her partner. She didn't want to take Palmon, Gabumon, or especially Agumon away from their true partners.
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"You need to find your center, Iori," Grandpa Hida noted.
Takeru looked up from his meditation. "My center is on the other side of town, Grandpa."
"Your body may be somewhere else, but your spirit is here," Grandpa Hida returned.
"I know, but it will take time to find my new center in this body," Takeru said.
Grandpa Hida nodded. "Yes, and it is imperative that you do. I fear this Piemon fellow may cause many wrongs while you are unable to help stop him."
Takeru clenched his fist. "He needs to be stopped before his evil can spread."
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Iori sat curled up on Yamato's bed and a guitar tossed to the side. While playing the guitar had come easier than the harmonica, he still couldn't get the hands to move the way he wanted to. He used to know how to play the guitar in his sleep, but now had to struggle to remember how he was supposed to place his hands. The fact that Iori's hands were a lot smaller and his arms were much shorter than in his real body only aggravated the problem.
Iori really needed to play some music, to sing something. He needed to soothe his own spirit. Here he was with over sixteen years of knowledge in an eleven year old boy's body. At least he didn't have any girls fighting over him now. Still this whole situation stank to hell. Especially with Sora and Taichi in each other's bodies. While he hadn't been entirely straight, Iori's body nearly gagged at the notion of being attracted to Sora in Taichi's body. There's no way in hell he'd come onto Taichi in Sora's body. He didn't want anyone, particularly Taichi, to know he was a bit 'opened minded.' He liked girls and that was all there was to it. Hopefully if Ken were to ever 'remember' any impure thoughts Yamato had about Taichi, he'd keep his mouth shut.
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HighFlyer: Hey, Koushiro?
Lord_of_Knowledge: ?
HighFlyer: Seeing as we're... in each other's bodies...
Lord_of_Knowledge: Yes?
HighFlyer: I was thinking...
Lord_of_Knowledge: You can just say it.
HighFlyer: I was wondering if I could... um... 'play.'
Lord_of_Knowledge: Play?
HighFlyer: You know... PLAY with... um... myself. It wouldn't be tonight, but, well, you know...
Lord_of_Knowledge: ...
Lord_of_Knowledge: I guess you can if I can.
HighFlyer: Really?
Lord_of_Knowledge: Just don't damage anything.
HighFlyer: Same goes to you. I better have myself... intact when I get it back.
Lord_of_Knowledge: I'll be careful. I hope.
HighFlyer: You better be.
Lord_of_Knowledge: Why do you put pauses... in?
HighFlyer: Because I wasn't sure what to type, so I...
Lord_of_Knowledge: ...
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Hikari wondered about her mother's sanity. Mrs. Kido was practically ecstatic that to find out her youngest son was turned into a girl, saying she always wanted a daughter. Right now her mother was going through the real Hikari's clothes that she had borrowed.
"What, no dresses?" Mrs. Kido frowned. "Is she a tomboy?"
"Mom?!" Hikari shrieked. "She may be active, but she's not a tomboy! Besides, I didn't borrow any dresses because I'm a GUY!"
Mrs. Kido grabbed Hikari's left breast and said, "You certainly feel like a girl to me."
Hikari jumped away, clutching her chest and blushing madly. "Don't do that!"
"Now Jyou...." Mrs. Kido paused. "You know, you shouldn't be called that now. 'Jyou' isn't a girl's name. But what should we call you now?"
"Mom! I'm Jyou! JY-O-U! Jyou!" Hikari hyperventilated. "I'm not a girl. This is only temporary. I'll be back to being a boy in a few weeks!"
Mrs. Kido patted Hikari on the head. "Of course, dear. However, no daughter of mine, which you currently ARE, will be walking around in skin tight pink shorts. We'll just have to go shopping for clothes for you tomorrow. Oh, and cancel you summer classes as well."
"WHAT?!" Hikari yelled. "I need those classes to get into Toudai!"
Mrs. Kido shook her head. "Right now you're a thirteen year old girl. You can't attend those classes. And you might never be cured, so you'll have five more years before taking Tokyo University's entrance exam. If you chose to go there. You don't have to be a doctor now."
"Wha?" Hikari questioned.
"Your father feels his SONS should become doctors. You're his daughter now. I suspect he'll hope to marry you off to a doctor," Mrs. Kido replied.
Hikari fell to the floor. "This isn't happening. This simply can't be happening."
Mrs. Kido shook her head at her 'daughter's' antics. "Now you better go to sleep. We have a big day ahead of you tomorrow."
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Yamato sighed as he laid in bed. He could hear his mother crying in the next room. He really needed to talk to someone, but Wormmon was currently in the Digital World. His parents wouldn't understand this. After all, his mother was crying about him being part gaijin, like it was a disease to be part French.
Tomorrow promised to be a very busy day. Not as busy or problematic as today had been. He would have to learn not only how to play a guitar correctly, but sing songs in front of people as well. The last time he had done anything in front of a large crowd was when he had been the Digimon Kaiser. The Kaiser had confidence, he didn't. He didn't know how he was going to perform in front of a couple hundred screaming teenagers.
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A girl with short black hair and brown highlights watched as the sun set in the Digital World. Sitting next to was a female Agumon that looked like she was made out of legos. The girl looked up as a slightly overweight girl and a female Gabumon approached them. She asked, "See anything, Keiko?"
Keiko shook her head. "Nothing, Noriko. Who ever this Piemon guy is, he's laying low. If anyone around here has seen him, they aren't talking."
"I see." Noriko sighed. "Strange to think that our digimon can achieve a higher level of evolution than Daisuke and Taichi now."
Toy Agumon shrugged. "Maybe we should try to take down Piemon for them."
Noriko shook her head. "Assuming we stood a chance against him, which we don't, if we were to kill him, Daisuke and the others would be stuck in the wrong body."
"Do you know why they didn't tell us about that when they first sent out the warning about Piemon?" Keiko questioned.
"Would you want to talk about it if you were suddenly turned into a guy?" Noriko returned.
Keiko looked sick. "Ugh. No."
"You have your answer." Noriko yawned. "Let's get home. I need to get some sleep."
"Think they'll get any sleep?" the female Gabumon asked.
"Probably not." Noriko walked over to a nearby television and opened the portal home, with Toy Agumon following her.
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Author's notes:
Why didn't Daisuke 'play' with Mimi's body? Same reason why Ataru, of 'Those Obnoxious Aliens' and Lum fame, didn't play with 'herself' when he got turned into a girl-- abhorant shock. The more a guy wants to touch a girl sexually, the less he wants to BE the other sex. To masturbate at this point would be the equivalent to asking Daisuke and Ataru to have sex with a guy. They don't want to feel themselves up, they want to feel girls up. There's a big psychological difference there.
Noriko and Keiko - Two of the named ex-dark seed Chosen. Noriko was the one to play 'kick the cat' and was the first to have Oikawa take her bloomed dark seed flower.
JY-O-U or JI-O-U, the 'proper' way to pronounce Jyou, with three sylables of equal stress. It usually gets slurred to being 'Joe' in Japan, so don't worry about 'mispronouncing' it.
Chapter Three - I Lay Me Down to Sleep...
Digimon belongs to Toei Animation, Akiyoshi Hongo, Bandai, Saban, Fox Kids, and so on. They are used without permission or the intent of profit.
Reminder, I will be referring to the characters per the body they are in. For example, if Mimi in Ken's body thinks about Daisuke in Mimi's body, then Mimi thoughts will regard that body in the masculine possessiveness, that Tachikawa's body is HIS real body since Mimi is currently male and will be referred to as such. When Hikari, in Jyou's body, is talking she will be referred to as Jyou. The only exception is dialogue where the characters are the ones to refer to each other.
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Daisuke sat at Takeru's desk as he wrote into a journal.
~~~~~~~~~~~
It's a good thing that none of us Chosen had a normal childhood. All of our parents took the entire situation of us switching bodies rather well. Or in Mr. Motomiya's case, he was half expecting this to happen at some point. He laughed right in Daisuke's, or should I say Mimi's, face.
Iori borrowed some of my clothes, but I didn't bother to borrow any of Daisuke's. Thankfully he's about the same size as me. I should really count myself lucky that I didn't end up a girl, or even a different age. Though it might've been neat to be Yamato for a little while.
Writing about whom, Yamato won't let Ken cancel the concert next week. There's rumor that a talent scout might be there to sign up Yamato's band to a recording contract, and he doesn't want to miss the chance. I'd be more worried about Ken making a mistake at the concert and ruining any future contracts, but that's me.
While waiting for Jyou to come out of 'her' bath (man is it hard thinking that it's Jyou in Hikari's body), we talked about what would happen when we start to get our digimon back. Gennai informed us that those of us who had Qinglongmon's power spread it around a bit. And as I proved by evolving Angemon to Holy Angemon, our crest powers have almost completely recharged after nearly using them up to make the Crest Barrier four years ago. That power has been spread between us as well.
Too bad the barrier never really worked. If it had, then we would've never had to fight Demon the first time.
Anyway, having our powers spread around means that while there's a chance that we won't be able to get Imperial Dramon, War Greymon or Metal Garurumon. However, our entire group might be able to evolve our digimon to Perfection level without jogress.
Gennai is now using Ken's crest of kindness to help make fake crests for each our traits similar to the fake crests Vamdemon had used to find Hikari. In two weeks we'll all return to his house to see which of the fake crests will react to us.
I really have to keep my mind on hopeful thoughts if I want to get Patamon back.
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Taichi flopped onto the red silk-like bed cover that covered Sora's bed. He couldn't believe what happened today. After the picnic that afternoon, they were all supposed to have gone to a party with the newer ex-Dark Seed Chosen invited to attend. Obviously that had been canceled on account of Piemon.
Taichi sighed, wondering how he was going to deal with this. Thankfully Yagami was his childhood friend. He shouldn't have any surprises when the real Taichi's memories began to surface. Though he wondered what Yagami would think of the crush he had back during the first Diablomon battle. Yagami would probably just tease him about it.
Still it was a bit unnerving to think that the real Taichi could see his real body nude at any time. Then again he was able to view Yagami's as well. It was a fair trade off, he guessed.
Maybe this was all just a nightmare and he would wake up tomorrow and it'd be the first. Then he could go on the picnic for real, attend the party, and then finish the night alone with Yamato.
Taichi looked up and saw Ken dressed in guy's pajama looking at him strangely.
"Aren't you going to change?" Ken questioned.
"Nah. Boys can be slobs. Besides, I don't feel like it," Taichi replied.
Ken placed a hand on his hip. "You know, you're already acting like Taichi."
Taichi shrugged. "Mimi, I've always been a bit of a tomboy. This is just the ultimate extension of that."
"Very funny," Ken retorted.
Taichi pointed at the futon on the floor. "Just get some sleep. It's been a long day."
Ken sighed. "Sure." He reluctantly shut off the light and the laid down on the futon. The body he was in didn't really concern him much for being male. What troubled him was that he had heard that Ichijouji suffered from chronic nightmares concerning the Digimon Kaiser and was afraid they would visit him. He was scared of what those dreams might show him.
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Sora laid in bed, wearing pink cotton pajamas. While, as Taichi, she would normally wear only sweatpants to bed, she didn't feel right to not be completely covered up.
Sora sighed, hoping that the real Sora will never access her memories about the red head. About how she truly feels about Takenouchi. If the real Sora found out, it would cause a lot of problems. Sora had been dating Yamato before this, and she didn't want to come between them. She respected their decision to be together and they were both her friends. If she had tried to interfere, she would've hurt both of them and she would never want to do that. So she had buried her feelings and tried to move on.
Sora also dreaded that she might find out Takenouchi's feelings for her. What if the real Sora loved her and Yamato, thought of her as only a brother, or even as a bothersome friend?
Sora pulled the blanket over her head and tried to force herself to fall asleep. She didn't want to think about the real Sora, that she had been turned into a girl, or that her little sister was currently taking a shower while in the body of guy who was older than she was.
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Jyou concentrated on the task on hand, taking a shower. He did want to think about the THING hanging from between his legs. While thanks to Taichi's carelessness he certainly knew what a guy looked like naked before this. However, that wasn't his brother's privates that he was seeing now but Jyou's.
He was pretty sure Jyou was bigger than Taichi. More hairy down there, as well. When he had seen Taichi's penis erect, it was almost perfectly straight. However, Jyou's dick was a little bent. He didn't know they came in different sizes let alone shapes. It was rather smooth to the touch and caused an interesting reaction when he did.
Jyou didn't know when he started to rub his hand up and down the hardened penis. All he knew was that he couldn't stop. It felt too good. The hot water streaming over his sweating body only added more heat, more urgency to what he was doing.
Jyou's muscles tightened as his hand sped up. He grunted in pleasure as he tried to hold on. His penis then erupted, shooting white cum all over his hand and the shower wall.
Jyou panted and then stared at his offending hand, his crime being washed away by the shower's water. "What have I done?" he asked in disbelief.
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Mimi refused to even look in the mirror as she changed for bed. Sure this body was beyond cute, but she hated the idea of it being hers. She was born a guy for Qinglongmon's sake! She should have a cock not a cunt.
Mimi laid down into Daisuke's bed and stared at the ceiling. How could she activate the trait of miracles? She would have to do that if she wanted V-mon as her partner. She didn't want to take Palmon, Gabumon, or especially Agumon away from their true partners.
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"You need to find your center, Iori," Grandpa Hida noted.
Takeru looked up from his meditation. "My center is on the other side of town, Grandpa."
"Your body may be somewhere else, but your spirit is here," Grandpa Hida returned.
"I know, but it will take time to find my new center in this body," Takeru said.
Grandpa Hida nodded. "Yes, and it is imperative that you do. I fear this Piemon fellow may cause many wrongs while you are unable to help stop him."
Takeru clenched his fist. "He needs to be stopped before his evil can spread."
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Iori sat curled up on Yamato's bed and a guitar tossed to the side. While playing the guitar had come easier than the harmonica, he still couldn't get the hands to move the way he wanted to. He used to know how to play the guitar in his sleep, but now had to struggle to remember how he was supposed to place his hands. The fact that Iori's hands were a lot smaller and his arms were much shorter than in his real body only aggravated the problem.
Iori really needed to play some music, to sing something. He needed to soothe his own spirit. Here he was with over sixteen years of knowledge in an eleven year old boy's body. At least he didn't have any girls fighting over him now. Still this whole situation stank to hell. Especially with Sora and Taichi in each other's bodies. While he hadn't been entirely straight, Iori's body nearly gagged at the notion of being attracted to Sora in Taichi's body. There's no way in hell he'd come onto Taichi in Sora's body. He didn't want anyone, particularly Taichi, to know he was a bit 'opened minded.' He liked girls and that was all there was to it. Hopefully if Ken were to ever 'remember' any impure thoughts Yamato had about Taichi, he'd keep his mouth shut.
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HighFlyer: Hey, Koushiro?
Lord_of_Knowledge: ?
HighFlyer: Seeing as we're... in each other's bodies...
Lord_of_Knowledge: Yes?
HighFlyer: I was thinking...
Lord_of_Knowledge: You can just say it.
HighFlyer: I was wondering if I could... um... 'play.'
Lord_of_Knowledge: Play?
HighFlyer: You know... PLAY with... um... myself. It wouldn't be tonight, but, well, you know...
Lord_of_Knowledge: ...
Lord_of_Knowledge: I guess you can if I can.
HighFlyer: Really?
Lord_of_Knowledge: Just don't damage anything.
HighFlyer: Same goes to you. I better have myself... intact when I get it back.
Lord_of_Knowledge: I'll be careful. I hope.
HighFlyer: You better be.
Lord_of_Knowledge: Why do you put pauses... in?
HighFlyer: Because I wasn't sure what to type, so I...
Lord_of_Knowledge: ...
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Hikari wondered about her mother's sanity. Mrs. Kido was practically ecstatic that to find out her youngest son was turned into a girl, saying she always wanted a daughter. Right now her mother was going through the real Hikari's clothes that she had borrowed.
"What, no dresses?" Mrs. Kido frowned. "Is she a tomboy?"
"Mom?!" Hikari shrieked. "She may be active, but she's not a tomboy! Besides, I didn't borrow any dresses because I'm a GUY!"
Mrs. Kido grabbed Hikari's left breast and said, "You certainly feel like a girl to me."
Hikari jumped away, clutching her chest and blushing madly. "Don't do that!"
"Now Jyou...." Mrs. Kido paused. "You know, you shouldn't be called that now. 'Jyou' isn't a girl's name. But what should we call you now?"
"Mom! I'm Jyou! JY-O-U! Jyou!" Hikari hyperventilated. "I'm not a girl. This is only temporary. I'll be back to being a boy in a few weeks!"
Mrs. Kido patted Hikari on the head. "Of course, dear. However, no daughter of mine, which you currently ARE, will be walking around in skin tight pink shorts. We'll just have to go shopping for clothes for you tomorrow. Oh, and cancel you summer classes as well."
"WHAT?!" Hikari yelled. "I need those classes to get into Toudai!"
Mrs. Kido shook her head. "Right now you're a thirteen year old girl. You can't attend those classes. And you might never be cured, so you'll have five more years before taking Tokyo University's entrance exam. If you chose to go there. You don't have to be a doctor now."
"Wha?" Hikari questioned.
"Your father feels his SONS should become doctors. You're his daughter now. I suspect he'll hope to marry you off to a doctor," Mrs. Kido replied.
Hikari fell to the floor. "This isn't happening. This simply can't be happening."
Mrs. Kido shook her head at her 'daughter's' antics. "Now you better go to sleep. We have a big day ahead of you tomorrow."
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Yamato sighed as he laid in bed. He could hear his mother crying in the next room. He really needed to talk to someone, but Wormmon was currently in the Digital World. His parents wouldn't understand this. After all, his mother was crying about him being part gaijin, like it was a disease to be part French.
Tomorrow promised to be a very busy day. Not as busy or problematic as today had been. He would have to learn not only how to play a guitar correctly, but sing songs in front of people as well. The last time he had done anything in front of a large crowd was when he had been the Digimon Kaiser. The Kaiser had confidence, he didn't. He didn't know how he was going to perform in front of a couple hundred screaming teenagers.
-----------------
A girl with short black hair and brown highlights watched as the sun set in the Digital World. Sitting next to was a female Agumon that looked like she was made out of legos. The girl looked up as a slightly overweight girl and a female Gabumon approached them. She asked, "See anything, Keiko?"
Keiko shook her head. "Nothing, Noriko. Who ever this Piemon guy is, he's laying low. If anyone around here has seen him, they aren't talking."
"I see." Noriko sighed. "Strange to think that our digimon can achieve a higher level of evolution than Daisuke and Taichi now."
Toy Agumon shrugged. "Maybe we should try to take down Piemon for them."
Noriko shook her head. "Assuming we stood a chance against him, which we don't, if we were to kill him, Daisuke and the others would be stuck in the wrong body."
"Do you know why they didn't tell us about that when they first sent out the warning about Piemon?" Keiko questioned.
"Would you want to talk about it if you were suddenly turned into a guy?" Noriko returned.
Keiko looked sick. "Ugh. No."
"You have your answer." Noriko yawned. "Let's get home. I need to get some sleep."
"Think they'll get any sleep?" the female Gabumon asked.
"Probably not." Noriko walked over to a nearby television and opened the portal home, with Toy Agumon following her.
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Author's notes:
Why didn't Daisuke 'play' with Mimi's body? Same reason why Ataru, of 'Those Obnoxious Aliens' and Lum fame, didn't play with 'herself' when he got turned into a girl-- abhorant shock. The more a guy wants to touch a girl sexually, the less he wants to BE the other sex. To masturbate at this point would be the equivalent to asking Daisuke and Ataru to have sex with a guy. They don't want to feel themselves up, they want to feel girls up. There's a big psychological difference there.
Noriko and Keiko - Two of the named ex-dark seed Chosen. Noriko was the one to play 'kick the cat' and was the first to have Oikawa take her bloomed dark seed flower.
JY-O-U or JI-O-U, the 'proper' way to pronounce Jyou, with three sylables of equal stress. It usually gets slurred to being 'Joe' in Japan, so don't worry about 'mispronouncing' it.