Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Shuffle ❯ Of Lessons and Learning ( Chapter 17 )
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By: Lord Archive 
School has resumed, yet not all learning comes from the classroom.
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Hentai / Sci-fi / Romance / Adventure | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.27.2012 | Pages: 6 | Words: 5.7K | Visits: 764 | Status: Completed
School has resumed, yet not all learning comes from the classroom.
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Hentai / Sci-fi / Romance / Adventure | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.27.2012 | Pages: 6 | Words: 5.7K | Visits: 764 | Status: Completed
The Shuffle
Chapter Seventeen - Of Lessons and Learning
By: Lord Archive
Digimon belongs to Toei Animation and Akiyoshi Hongo. They are used without permission or the intent of profit.
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Takeru's Journal:
Even rumors and half-remembered legends were starting to dry up. If there had been any solid leads we might have even skipped school to hunt down a way to change all of us back. The fact we had none led us to return to school, even those who bore a face they were not born with.
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The most evil invention mankind had ever created: school. Iori sighed as he once again looked upon Odaiba elementary. He should be in junior high, yet because of an evil clown he was now in the body of a fifth grader. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he made his way to what should be Iori's classroom and seat.
"Good morning, Iori-sama!" chirped a girl in a wheelchair.
Iori looked up. "Huh? Oh, hi Yume."
Almost immediately another girl was in his face. "What's going on, Hida?"
Iori looked confused and then wanted to kick himself. He had forgotten that Iori tended to be overly polite. He only called these girls by their family names. "Sorry, had a bit of an adventure over summer break. I literally don't feel like myself."
The girl in the wheelchair, Togashi Yume, giggled a little dementedly. "It's okay, Iori-sama. You can call me 'Yume.'"
The other girl, Wataru Sayuri, frowned. "Look, Hida, if you need to talk, I'm more than willing to listen. And if it's a Digital threat that's still out there, I definitely want to know."
Iori looked at her with wide eyes. Had she been told? No, she had been involved in the Christmas Invasion of 2002, while Yume had a front row seat of Iori's first kill. They both knew about the existence of digimon. And from their experiences the two girls... oh, boy. "It's not something I care to go into, especially here."
Sayuri nodded curtly while Yume pouted at him. Nothing more could be said as school began for the day.
--
Yamato wondered why Taichi and Sora insisted they eat lunch outside and then proceeded to lead him to a secluded part of the schoolyard. "What's up?"
Sora looked away. "There was a secret I had. For a long time I even kept the secret from myself. By the time I realized it... it was too late."
Yamato frowned. A slight dread gripped him as an old fear came to him. "I'm not going to like this, am I?"
Taichi nodded. "The one who couldn't learn the secret was me, but thanks to Piemon I do know that, as Taichi, he had feelings that went beyond friendship. That if I had waited longer or made my own interest known... I would've never went to you."
Yamato's eyes widened, his heart clenched up. His fear flaring up. "What are you saying?"
"As Sora... I love you," Taichi admitted. "But I also love Taichi. With this switch... I can't be with you like this. I can be with Taichi as she is now."
Sora looked down. "I never wanted to hurt either of you. I was willing to not interfere."
Yamato frowned, his fists clenched. "Are you saying you're planning to start dating once you get cured?"
Sora shook her head. "We've already started."
"Huh? Can you even kiss without feeling weirded out?" Yamato asked desperately, hope had not yet been lost.
"So long as we don't think too much about it, we can do more than just kiss," Taichi told him seriously.
And there was the knife to the heart. "You're lovers?" Yamato questioned disbelievingly.
Sora nodded. "Sorry. I never wanted to hurt you."
Yamato punched the ground. "As if I didn't have enough reason to hate Piemon." Part of him always had expected this, but neither of them had ever said anything about their feelings for each other before now. He had feared dating Sora had been hurting his best friend, now he knew he had been. As much as his best friend professed not wanting to hurt them, he had never wanted to cause pain to those he cared about either.
"It's okay to be upset at me," Sora offered.
"At both of us," Taichi added.
Yamato moved to walk away, but then paused. He didn't want to ask it, but he had to know. "If you had been cured, would I still be hearing this?"
"I would've stepped aside," Sora immediately replied.
Taichi folded his arms. "I'm not sure who I would choose. I'm not sure I'd let her step aside."
Yamato laughed bitterly. "At least I'd have a fighting chance."
"With a head start," Sora mentioned.
"That doesn't help," Yamato snapped. "Be good to each other." He then glanced back at them. It was too late to stop hurting each other. He still wanted a fighting chance at love, to not be alone. "That tabloid wasn't entirely wrong. I'd be happy with either of you, cured or not."
Sora could only stare as her best friend walked away.
"I guess he would plow my ass," Taichi commented in a disbelieving tone.
Sora could only nod. "I thought this triangle was screwed up before."
Taichi cocked his head. "The idea of a threesome with him..."
Sora pouted. "...not as disturbing as it should be."
"Still probably a bad idea," Taichi mentioned. "Things are already screwed up as it is and a clean break would be best."
--
"And what was Kishimoto-sensei thinking? Like we'd really do more than the homework he assigned. Like anyone would be that bored," Daisuke commented before taking a bite of his lunch.
Hikari giggled, sitting next to him at his desk eating her own lunch. "I barely had enough time to do what was assigned."
Daisuke grinned. "Exactly!"
"You lost track of time and didn't finish everything, did you?" Hikari accused jokingly.
Daisuke deflated a little. "Well, yeah. But you know I was busy."
Hikari nodded.
"You can join us," Daisuke offered.
"I'm fine," Takeru replied with his science book open. "I already feel a bit behind."
"You know, a study session wouldn't be a bad idea," Hikari suggested. "We can go to my place after school."
Daisuke nodded. "Sounds good to me."
"I guess," Takeru seemingly reluctantly agreed.
Hikari then stood up. "I'll be right back."
"Don't make me wait long," Daisuke chirped.
Hikari lightly slapped the top of his head before leaving for the bathroom. It did not escape her that a few of her childhood friends had followed. Arriving at her destination, she turned and asked. "Something up?"
Yukimi leaned toward the girl. "So, when did you choose Motomiya?"
Hikari blinked. "What do you mean?"
"You're hanging all over each other! And Takaishi is keeping his distance! You can't tell me you haven't pick him!" Yukimi insisted.
Hikari pouted. "The situation is more complicated."
Musume appraised the girl. "Is it because he also has a digimon?"
Hikari shook her head. "It's a problem of the digital variety that's the issue."
"What sort of issue?" Dachi questioned.
"It's hard to explain, let alone understand..." Hikari sighed. "Takeru's soul is now in Daisuke's body, and has been for the better part of a month. He may act like Daisuke a lot of the time but it's still Takeru in that body."
"Then who is in Takeru's body?" Musume questioned.
Hikari looked away. "Iori. And you can't let this get out."
"Wow! So does that mean Daisuke is in Iori's body or is he someone else?" Dachi asked.
"He's in Iori's body and hating he's back in fifth grade." Hikari frowned. "Especially as it may be months or even years before they have a chance to be put back in their original bodies. He's very much afraid he'll have to go through three more years of school."
"Why would he fear that? If he's cured he'd be back to his proper age," Musume wondered.
"The longer the switch the more the line between the body and soul disappears. Already Daisuke and Takeru would be reluctant to switch back. If it takes years, even he may find the idea of switching bodies again to be as unsettling as it first was for us," Hikari admitted.
"'For US!'" the girls all chorused.
Hikari cursed her big mouth. "I got switched too, but I managed to get my body back. That method no longer exists so we're left looking for another means."
"So, who were you?" Yukimi asked.
"I'm not going to say," Hikari insisted.
Dachi's eyes widened. "You were a guy, weren't you?!"
Hikari pouted, but said nothing.
"Come on, you have to tell us what that was like!" Yukimi insisted.
"No," Hikari stated firmly before marching into a stall.
Dachi folded her arms. "May have to see if we can get any information from Tailmon or the others."
"Can't you understand I REALLY don't want to talk about that? I haven't even talked to Daisuke about that," echoed from Hikari's stall.
"Why haven't you?" Masume questioned.
"Because if they do switch back soon, I would've functionally told Daisuke and Takeru," Hikari replied.
"What's the chances of that?" Yukimi wondered.
"Not a very good one, but it is possible," Hikari answered.
"If it's likely that the change won't happen before they get comfortable in each others bodies and won't be so willing to change back, why don't you go for 'Daikeru.' You know he loves you and you get both the boys you like in one package," Yukimi suggested.
The stall door opened and Hikari glared at the girl. "Because if I did do anything, the cure would be found the next day. And having two guys remember being my first kiss would be beyond confusing while I'd be back trying to figure out who I like more between them."
The girls giggled.
Dachi hugged Hikari from behind. "Would it really be that bad if the two guys you liked remembered that? They both like you as well. You could declare it a tie and openly date both of them as you figure things out."
--
Koushiro groaned as the school day came to an end. He slowly started to pack his stuff away trying to think of some excuse not to walk Miyako home or return to his apartment. He looked around the classroom seeing his classmates either packing their stuff as well, running off to one of their clubs, or just hanging around as they had no other place to go. He then noticed one girl still had her textbook open and was staring at the mathematics equations like they were a dead foreign language. He shrugged and approached her. "Having trouble?"
"This crap makes no sense," she whined.
Koushiro pulled the chair from a neighboring desk over. "Where are you having an issue?"
"The whole thing! I just don't understand it," she admitted.
"Let's see if I can help," Koushiro offered. He then went step by step in slow progression of how to solve one of the equations.
The impromptu lesson was interrupted by Miyako calling out, "Hey, Koushiro, I thought you were... oops. Never mind." The girl grinned and gave him a thumbs up. "See you around."
"What was that about?" the girl he had been tutoring asked.
Koushiro pulled at his collar. "It's kind of complicated, Ayashi-san. My parents want me to marry her because of a big misunderstanding."
Ayashi blinked. "Is she pregnant?"
Koushiro shook his head. "She's still a virgin, but our parents don't think we are."
Ayashi looked confused. "So they're forcing an engagement because they think you played around a little."
Koushiro laughed nervously. "Well, we did play around a 'little' just not all the way. And whatever feelings we had for each other, well the forced engagement and other things have made us both not very interested in the other that way."
"What century does your parents live in anyway?" Ayashi questioned. "I can understand if she was pregnant and stupid enough to want to keep it, but just screwing around a little? That's just stupid."
"Yeah, and well, Miyako and I are trying to figure out how to get out of this. So far the best plan we have is to 'cheat' on each other in hopes our parents will drop this nonsense," Koushiro explained.
Ayashi smirked as she quickly wrote down a note and gave it to him. "Come to my place after school on Saturday. You can tutor me and tell your parents you're dating someone else."
Koushiro looked at her in confusion. He nodded in agreement but had to wonder if this was a study date or just a tutoring session. Even having been a girl for two weeks did not help him to decipher the girl's words. Then again, it may just be a tutoring session this time, but could lead to real dates later.
--
Iori stopped his trek home when he spotted Hikari leading Daisuke and Takeru towards her home. "Hi," he waved weakly.
"How was your day?" Takeru questioned.
"Not as bad as I feared. It helps I already know all the stuff," Iori commented. "Though your girlfriends won't leave me alone."
Takeru looked down the street and saw the two girls in question hurriedly duck behind a building. "I noticed." He then sighed and called out, "Togashi, Wataru, come out. We know you're there."
The two girls nervously came out of hiding.
"I suppose you're worried about Iori not acting normal," Takeru questioned.
Yume and Sayuri nodded.
"The reason being is that we've had our bodies switched." Takeru pointed at himself. "I'm Iori."
Iori pointed at the black haired teenager, knowing he had never met either of the girls before today. "I used to be him."
Daisuke followed suit pointing at the part-French boy. "I was Takeru."
"Are you pulling our legs?" Sayuri asked.
"Afraid not," Hikari voiced. "The one who did this was an evil digimon and we had to defeat him."
Yume pouted. "There is a way to fix this, isn't there?"
"There is, but by the time we find it, it probably won't matter," Iori grumbled.
Several looks of surprise were cast towards the young boy.
"Why do you say that?" Sayuri wondered.
"Switching bodies is unsettling. The longer you're in the body, the more it messes you up. If the cure is found soon, it would be great." Iori punched a wall. "But it's likely it'll be months at earliest, but potentially years."
"I don't understand," Yume complained.
"They've only been one other person, I've been two. I was turned into a girl first, and switching back into a guy wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. It may be easier going into my real body, but then I'd have to relearn how to deal with my body," Iori explained.
"Still don't follow," Yume pressed.
Hikari sighed. "Everyone has certain idiosyncrasies, certain mannerisms, derived from genetics. I can safely say there is a genetic component to sexual orientation as I went from being a straight girl to a very straight guy and back."
Sayuri and Yume looked even more confused.
"You were being Jyou again." Daisuke lightly tapped Hikari's head. He then turned towards the girls. "This body has no attention span. Because I'm in this body I can't focus on certain tasks. While my old body had serious memory issues. I had to work harder at being able to remember anything."
"But now you can remember stuff?" Yume asked.
Daisuke nodded. "Yep, just don't always care to do anything about it."
Sayuri folded her arms. "So it's kind of like new shoes verses old ones. New shoes can be a pain to walk in, but once you've fully broken them in you barely notice you have them on."
Takeru nodded. "That's a good analogy. When I first was switched, I could barely remember anything. Now I've learned a few tricks to keep from forgetting stuff."
"Never leave home without a notepad to write stuff into," Daisuke commented.
"You two are just going to have to get used to having a different Iori around," Iori groused. "Now if you don't mind, Grandpa insists I still learn kendo."
Takeru rubbed his chin. "I should get some lessons again as well once I'm up to speed at school."
"You know, it might not be a bad idea for all of us to learn how to fight in case the need ever arises in the Digital World," Daisuke suggested.
The two girls watched as the Chosen walked away.
"I knew that wasn't Iori," Yume stated.
"Yeah, right. This certainly makes things a bit confusing," Sayuri muttered.
--
As the Teenage Wolves finished practicing a song they heard someone clapping.
"Hey, this is private property," Takashi barked.
A man in a stylish black business suit stepped forward. "Forgive my intrusion, but I thought I'd listen to the band I was supposed to check out the other week. I believe what I have to say will be very important, especially to you, Ishida."
"What do you want?" Yamato questioned skeptically.
"I want you to sign with my label," the man intoned. "I'm Hiroshima Hitochi, and I've been a fan of yours since April 2000."
"We weren't a band in 2000," Akira pointed out.
"True but Ishida's big screen debut in downtown Tokyo wasn't with your band, it was on the back of a giant mechanical wolf," Hitochi pointed out.
"And who says I'm that kid?" Yamato questioned warily.
"When you did the Christmas concert for Tokyo TV back in Zero-Two you got a little attention, and you did seem familiar to me. It wasn't until that Internet monster came back a few months later posting that lovely image of you and your girlfriend and watching you battle the creature again that I realized you were one and the same person," Hitochi admitted.
"And if I was that same kid, would you be signing me for my band or because of the digimon?" Yamato pressed.
"Both," Hitochi admitted. "It's your connection to digimon that has my bosses worried. Do you realize how much trouble it is when a major concert gets canceled? When a single digimon causing problems can pull you away without notice? It would make setting up appearances a nightmare. Fact is it's because of your connection that you haven't been approached sooner. We may be able to sell you as a savior of the world, but being able to properly manage your time will be an issue."
The band members looked at each other.
"Look, I don't expect you to drop everything to sign immediately. This is a big decision." Hitochi walked forward and handed business cards to each of them. "Arrange a meeting and I'll show you what we offer. And there's one thing to consider, which would be better: signing with a label that knows of your connection and is willing to try to make that a selling point or to a label that knows nothing about it and is fearful of you dropping more concerts like that last one?"
--
The study session was primarily focused on getting Takeru to remember the material. Progress was slow as they functionally had to teach him three years of mathematics and science.
"Don't follow me, I'm about to bomb the bathroom," Daisuke warned.
"Gee, thanks," Hikari jokingly complained.
Takeru frowned. "I'm not sure I should be here."
"Of course you should be. You're our friend and you need help," Hikari insisted.
The blond boy shook his head. "I appreciate the help, but that's not what I mean. I know how Takeru really feels for you. And well, you don't need to be a genius to figure out Daisuke's."
Hikari pouted. "You do realize I want you around just for that point. I liked both of them, now I have a guy who embodies the aspects I liked most from each of them."
"I can understand the fear of attempting a relationship only for them to be switched back and being forced to choose. The truth of the matter is that it will be a long time before I have the chance to be Iori again. I don't know if I'd be so willing to go back," Takeru told her.
"We can't give up hope. I'd be out there searching if people would let me," Hikari insisted.
Takeru looked at the girl intently. "You know why Taichi and Sora aren't out looking right now, don't you?"
Hikari nodded. "They're... on a date."
"Even Mimi is waiting for a lead before she heads out again," Takeru pressed. "Are you really going to wait years? And what happens if Piemon's trick somehow prevents Xuanwumon from switching us back? That digital god may know a method of switching souls, but there's no guarantee he can help us. His power might be limited to digimon."
"What do you suggest I do?" Hikari demanded.
"Be happy," the boy told her. "It's what Takeru always wished for you. You hold yourself back with worries and fears, not wanting to burden others with your problems. As you said, we are friends, and as you want to help me, we want to help you as well. Even if you don't have a relationship with him, at the very least talk to him. Daisuke and Takeru both would gladly share your burdens, let him." He then packed up his books and left.
Daisuke exited the bathroom and looked around. "Where did 'I' go?"
Hikari smiled sheepishly. "He went home."
"So it's just the two of us, huh?" Daisuke grinned a little goofily before shaking his head.
Hikari shook her head. With her mother out shopping, her father at work, Tailmon hanging out with Patamon, and Taichi on a date with Sora-- she had free reign of her home for the next hour at least. "I think I've been making a lot of excuses."
Daisuke sat down next to her. "What do you mean?"
Hikari looked away. "There have been a lot of things I haven't been telling you. Stuff I might've done had you gone back to being Takeru."
Daisuke touched her cheek to make her look him in the eye. "You could always tell either of 'me' anything, and I'd listen."
"Being a guy... it was more traumatic than I ever thought something like that would be. I never thought someone like Jyou could ever want to have sex so much. Having 'Sora' around and, well, no modesty... I even had urges to do her even though she's really my brother," Hikari admitted. "Meeting Jyou's girlfriend certainly didn't help. Even clothed I had urges to jump her."
Daisuke whistled. "So you had your boxers all up in a bunch."
"How long was it before you masturbated in that body?" Hikari questioned seriously.
"Um..." Daisuke looked away.
"How long?" Hikari pressed.
"The night of Ken's concert. Jyou looked so cute as you and well... I couldn't help myself," Daisuke admitted.
"I masturbated the first night," Hikari stated flatly.
Daisuke blinked. "Really?!"
Hikari nodded.
Daisuke looked at her with a strange expression. "I thought you'd have been the one person to not do that."
"I've heard all sorts of comments about being made less of a man, but that made me feel less like a woman. I... I was losing myself to Jyou's body and it was beyond scary." Hikari looked down. "And now I'm losing my brother in a similar manner. He's becoming my sister, literally."
"From what I've heard from Jun, Daisuke had the same issues when he was Mimi. Losing himself to her hormones," Daisuke mentioned.
"There's something else... Something I find myself ashamed for thinking," Hikari forced herself to say.
"What's that?" Daisuke coaxed.
Hikari swallowed hard. "I... I liked both Takeru and Daisuke. I wasn't sure who to pick. But now, with the way you are... I should want you to go back to normal, but I..."
Daisuke grabbed Hikari by the hand. "No one can control their own heart. This does make it easier for you as you don't have to choose. And you already know that I love you."
Hikari leaned over and kissed the boy soundly on the lips and she began to melt into his embrace. They moved away from the table to make it less awkward. She was able to press her body up against his and felt his need for her through his clothes. She was all to aware how painful arousal could be, and this time she had caused it. He needed release.
The boy was a little surprised she had started the kiss, but he certainly wouldn't have ended it whether he was Daisuke or Takeru. The sheer passion and intensity went beyond what he imagined this would be like. Even as she stood pressed against him she gave no indications she was going to end this. He wasn't sure when his hand had slipped under her shorts and panties to fondle her ass directly, yet the girl gave no protest.
Hikari let herself go into the moment. She did not react as he began to touch her bare flesh, instead as his hand moved over her rear she shook her hips to help guide him to where she wanted to feel his hand. Their actions caused her lower clothes to slip down more and more until they passed the point of no return and gravity made them fall to the ground.
Daisuke was in full amazement at having the girl nearly naked in his embrace. He tried to reach farther and touch her treasure. He came up just shy but was able drag a finger between her butt cheeks, which caused her to squirm. She gave the first inclination of drawing any sort of line by pulling her hips away from him, yet their kiss still had yet to truly end. That she pulled one foot free of her clothes did not escape him, nor the fact she was now undoing his pants.
Hikari gasped as Daisuke's hand finally moved around her body and touched her between her legs. The sensation was more electrifying than masturbating as a girl or a guy. She began to stroke his harden length and was rewarded with a gasp from him as well.
The heated kiss continued unabated as they touched each other as no one had done before. He pulled her in tighter, lifting her up as he did so and then down onto his shaft. Their mouths ripping away from each other in a groan of ecstasy that did not end as he shook his hips, moving himself inside the girl.
Hikari hadn't intended to lose her virginity, but she hadn't exactly figured out how she had wanted this to end either. As strong as Daisuke was, even he couldn't hold her up unassisted while having sex. She reached over for the table and made him turn towards it. She felt him slip out of her body as she fell onto their scattered textbooks, her ass and legs dangling off the edge. She reached out for him and he responded by sliding himself back into her and banging his hips against her spread legs.
There were no words for the boy as he looked down at the girl writhing in pleasure on her kitchen table in special joy he was giving her. He pressed his length into her over and over again. He couldn't take it any more and began to explode, filling her with Motomiya's seed.
Hikari panted as the sensations that battered her body finally subsided. Everything was more intense than she imagined it would be. "I... I didn't realize how much I needed that."
Daisuke blinked. "You needed it?"
Hikari tentatively moved to sit at the edge of the table. "I needed to feel like a woman."
"Ah, right..." Daisuke pouted. "That wasn't the only reason, was it?"
Hikari shook her head. "I do like you. Though if you all get switched back soon, it's going to be real confusing. I may want a threesome with 'both of you.'"
"Well, you've certainly given me more reason to want to stay this way, so you might not get that wish," Daisuke teased.
Hikari pouted. "As much as I hate to admit it, I wouldn't be upset if you stayed as you are, but I do want Taichi and Sora back the way they should be."
Daisuke leaned forward. "We'll worry about that when and if it comes. In the mean time what would you say to going on a date with me on Saturday?"
"I pick the movie," Hikari replied.
Daisuke nodded and sealed it with a quick kiss.
Hikari lightly pushed him away. "As much as I may like to go again, Mom isn't going to be gone forever."
"Right," Daisuke laughed nervously, this certainly was not how he wanted the girl's mother to find him.
--
Coming Soon:
Chapter 18 – Surprising Discoveries
Expect the unexpected is a motto that the Chosen have come to secretly lived by.
Chapter Seventeen - Of Lessons and Learning
By: Lord Archive
Digimon belongs to Toei Animation and Akiyoshi Hongo. They are used without permission or the intent of profit.
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Takeru's Journal:
Even rumors and half-remembered legends were starting to dry up. If there had been any solid leads we might have even skipped school to hunt down a way to change all of us back. The fact we had none led us to return to school, even those who bore a face they were not born with.
--
The most evil invention mankind had ever created: school. Iori sighed as he once again looked upon Odaiba elementary. He should be in junior high, yet because of an evil clown he was now in the body of a fifth grader. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he made his way to what should be Iori's classroom and seat.
"Good morning, Iori-sama!" chirped a girl in a wheelchair.
Iori looked up. "Huh? Oh, hi Yume."
Almost immediately another girl was in his face. "What's going on, Hida?"
Iori looked confused and then wanted to kick himself. He had forgotten that Iori tended to be overly polite. He only called these girls by their family names. "Sorry, had a bit of an adventure over summer break. I literally don't feel like myself."
The girl in the wheelchair, Togashi Yume, giggled a little dementedly. "It's okay, Iori-sama. You can call me 'Yume.'"
The other girl, Wataru Sayuri, frowned. "Look, Hida, if you need to talk, I'm more than willing to listen. And if it's a Digital threat that's still out there, I definitely want to know."
Iori looked at her with wide eyes. Had she been told? No, she had been involved in the Christmas Invasion of 2002, while Yume had a front row seat of Iori's first kill. They both knew about the existence of digimon. And from their experiences the two girls... oh, boy. "It's not something I care to go into, especially here."
Sayuri nodded curtly while Yume pouted at him. Nothing more could be said as school began for the day.
--
Yamato wondered why Taichi and Sora insisted they eat lunch outside and then proceeded to lead him to a secluded part of the schoolyard. "What's up?"
Sora looked away. "There was a secret I had. For a long time I even kept the secret from myself. By the time I realized it... it was too late."
Yamato frowned. A slight dread gripped him as an old fear came to him. "I'm not going to like this, am I?"
Taichi nodded. "The one who couldn't learn the secret was me, but thanks to Piemon I do know that, as Taichi, he had feelings that went beyond friendship. That if I had waited longer or made my own interest known... I would've never went to you."
Yamato's eyes widened, his heart clenched up. His fear flaring up. "What are you saying?"
"As Sora... I love you," Taichi admitted. "But I also love Taichi. With this switch... I can't be with you like this. I can be with Taichi as she is now."
Sora looked down. "I never wanted to hurt either of you. I was willing to not interfere."
Yamato frowned, his fists clenched. "Are you saying you're planning to start dating once you get cured?"
Sora shook her head. "We've already started."
"Huh? Can you even kiss without feeling weirded out?" Yamato asked desperately, hope had not yet been lost.
"So long as we don't think too much about it, we can do more than just kiss," Taichi told him seriously.
And there was the knife to the heart. "You're lovers?" Yamato questioned disbelievingly.
Sora nodded. "Sorry. I never wanted to hurt you."
Yamato punched the ground. "As if I didn't have enough reason to hate Piemon." Part of him always had expected this, but neither of them had ever said anything about their feelings for each other before now. He had feared dating Sora had been hurting his best friend, now he knew he had been. As much as his best friend professed not wanting to hurt them, he had never wanted to cause pain to those he cared about either.
"It's okay to be upset at me," Sora offered.
"At both of us," Taichi added.
Yamato moved to walk away, but then paused. He didn't want to ask it, but he had to know. "If you had been cured, would I still be hearing this?"
"I would've stepped aside," Sora immediately replied.
Taichi folded his arms. "I'm not sure who I would choose. I'm not sure I'd let her step aside."
Yamato laughed bitterly. "At least I'd have a fighting chance."
"With a head start," Sora mentioned.
"That doesn't help," Yamato snapped. "Be good to each other." He then glanced back at them. It was too late to stop hurting each other. He still wanted a fighting chance at love, to not be alone. "That tabloid wasn't entirely wrong. I'd be happy with either of you, cured or not."
Sora could only stare as her best friend walked away.
"I guess he would plow my ass," Taichi commented in a disbelieving tone.
Sora could only nod. "I thought this triangle was screwed up before."
Taichi cocked his head. "The idea of a threesome with him..."
Sora pouted. "...not as disturbing as it should be."
"Still probably a bad idea," Taichi mentioned. "Things are already screwed up as it is and a clean break would be best."
--
"And what was Kishimoto-sensei thinking? Like we'd really do more than the homework he assigned. Like anyone would be that bored," Daisuke commented before taking a bite of his lunch.
Hikari giggled, sitting next to him at his desk eating her own lunch. "I barely had enough time to do what was assigned."
Daisuke grinned. "Exactly!"
"You lost track of time and didn't finish everything, did you?" Hikari accused jokingly.
Daisuke deflated a little. "Well, yeah. But you know I was busy."
Hikari nodded.
"You can join us," Daisuke offered.
"I'm fine," Takeru replied with his science book open. "I already feel a bit behind."
"You know, a study session wouldn't be a bad idea," Hikari suggested. "We can go to my place after school."
Daisuke nodded. "Sounds good to me."
"I guess," Takeru seemingly reluctantly agreed.
Hikari then stood up. "I'll be right back."
"Don't make me wait long," Daisuke chirped.
Hikari lightly slapped the top of his head before leaving for the bathroom. It did not escape her that a few of her childhood friends had followed. Arriving at her destination, she turned and asked. "Something up?"
Yukimi leaned toward the girl. "So, when did you choose Motomiya?"
Hikari blinked. "What do you mean?"
"You're hanging all over each other! And Takaishi is keeping his distance! You can't tell me you haven't pick him!" Yukimi insisted.
Hikari pouted. "The situation is more complicated."
Musume appraised the girl. "Is it because he also has a digimon?"
Hikari shook her head. "It's a problem of the digital variety that's the issue."
"What sort of issue?" Dachi questioned.
"It's hard to explain, let alone understand..." Hikari sighed. "Takeru's soul is now in Daisuke's body, and has been for the better part of a month. He may act like Daisuke a lot of the time but it's still Takeru in that body."
"Then who is in Takeru's body?" Musume questioned.
Hikari looked away. "Iori. And you can't let this get out."
"Wow! So does that mean Daisuke is in Iori's body or is he someone else?" Dachi asked.
"He's in Iori's body and hating he's back in fifth grade." Hikari frowned. "Especially as it may be months or even years before they have a chance to be put back in their original bodies. He's very much afraid he'll have to go through three more years of school."
"Why would he fear that? If he's cured he'd be back to his proper age," Musume wondered.
"The longer the switch the more the line between the body and soul disappears. Already Daisuke and Takeru would be reluctant to switch back. If it takes years, even he may find the idea of switching bodies again to be as unsettling as it first was for us," Hikari admitted.
"'For US!'" the girls all chorused.
Hikari cursed her big mouth. "I got switched too, but I managed to get my body back. That method no longer exists so we're left looking for another means."
"So, who were you?" Yukimi asked.
"I'm not going to say," Hikari insisted.
Dachi's eyes widened. "You were a guy, weren't you?!"
Hikari pouted, but said nothing.
"Come on, you have to tell us what that was like!" Yukimi insisted.
"No," Hikari stated firmly before marching into a stall.
Dachi folded her arms. "May have to see if we can get any information from Tailmon or the others."
"Can't you understand I REALLY don't want to talk about that? I haven't even talked to Daisuke about that," echoed from Hikari's stall.
"Why haven't you?" Masume questioned.
"Because if they do switch back soon, I would've functionally told Daisuke and Takeru," Hikari replied.
"What's the chances of that?" Yukimi wondered.
"Not a very good one, but it is possible," Hikari answered.
"If it's likely that the change won't happen before they get comfortable in each others bodies and won't be so willing to change back, why don't you go for 'Daikeru.' You know he loves you and you get both the boys you like in one package," Yukimi suggested.
The stall door opened and Hikari glared at the girl. "Because if I did do anything, the cure would be found the next day. And having two guys remember being my first kiss would be beyond confusing while I'd be back trying to figure out who I like more between them."
The girls giggled.
Dachi hugged Hikari from behind. "Would it really be that bad if the two guys you liked remembered that? They both like you as well. You could declare it a tie and openly date both of them as you figure things out."
--
Koushiro groaned as the school day came to an end. He slowly started to pack his stuff away trying to think of some excuse not to walk Miyako home or return to his apartment. He looked around the classroom seeing his classmates either packing their stuff as well, running off to one of their clubs, or just hanging around as they had no other place to go. He then noticed one girl still had her textbook open and was staring at the mathematics equations like they were a dead foreign language. He shrugged and approached her. "Having trouble?"
"This crap makes no sense," she whined.
Koushiro pulled the chair from a neighboring desk over. "Where are you having an issue?"
"The whole thing! I just don't understand it," she admitted.
"Let's see if I can help," Koushiro offered. He then went step by step in slow progression of how to solve one of the equations.
The impromptu lesson was interrupted by Miyako calling out, "Hey, Koushiro, I thought you were... oops. Never mind." The girl grinned and gave him a thumbs up. "See you around."
"What was that about?" the girl he had been tutoring asked.
Koushiro pulled at his collar. "It's kind of complicated, Ayashi-san. My parents want me to marry her because of a big misunderstanding."
Ayashi blinked. "Is she pregnant?"
Koushiro shook his head. "She's still a virgin, but our parents don't think we are."
Ayashi looked confused. "So they're forcing an engagement because they think you played around a little."
Koushiro laughed nervously. "Well, we did play around a 'little' just not all the way. And whatever feelings we had for each other, well the forced engagement and other things have made us both not very interested in the other that way."
"What century does your parents live in anyway?" Ayashi questioned. "I can understand if she was pregnant and stupid enough to want to keep it, but just screwing around a little? That's just stupid."
"Yeah, and well, Miyako and I are trying to figure out how to get out of this. So far the best plan we have is to 'cheat' on each other in hopes our parents will drop this nonsense," Koushiro explained.
Ayashi smirked as she quickly wrote down a note and gave it to him. "Come to my place after school on Saturday. You can tutor me and tell your parents you're dating someone else."
Koushiro looked at her in confusion. He nodded in agreement but had to wonder if this was a study date or just a tutoring session. Even having been a girl for two weeks did not help him to decipher the girl's words. Then again, it may just be a tutoring session this time, but could lead to real dates later.
--
Iori stopped his trek home when he spotted Hikari leading Daisuke and Takeru towards her home. "Hi," he waved weakly.
"How was your day?" Takeru questioned.
"Not as bad as I feared. It helps I already know all the stuff," Iori commented. "Though your girlfriends won't leave me alone."
Takeru looked down the street and saw the two girls in question hurriedly duck behind a building. "I noticed." He then sighed and called out, "Togashi, Wataru, come out. We know you're there."
The two girls nervously came out of hiding.
"I suppose you're worried about Iori not acting normal," Takeru questioned.
Yume and Sayuri nodded.
"The reason being is that we've had our bodies switched." Takeru pointed at himself. "I'm Iori."
Iori pointed at the black haired teenager, knowing he had never met either of the girls before today. "I used to be him."
Daisuke followed suit pointing at the part-French boy. "I was Takeru."
"Are you pulling our legs?" Sayuri asked.
"Afraid not," Hikari voiced. "The one who did this was an evil digimon and we had to defeat him."
Yume pouted. "There is a way to fix this, isn't there?"
"There is, but by the time we find it, it probably won't matter," Iori grumbled.
Several looks of surprise were cast towards the young boy.
"Why do you say that?" Sayuri wondered.
"Switching bodies is unsettling. The longer you're in the body, the more it messes you up. If the cure is found soon, it would be great." Iori punched a wall. "But it's likely it'll be months at earliest, but potentially years."
"I don't understand," Yume complained.
"They've only been one other person, I've been two. I was turned into a girl first, and switching back into a guy wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. It may be easier going into my real body, but then I'd have to relearn how to deal with my body," Iori explained.
"Still don't follow," Yume pressed.
Hikari sighed. "Everyone has certain idiosyncrasies, certain mannerisms, derived from genetics. I can safely say there is a genetic component to sexual orientation as I went from being a straight girl to a very straight guy and back."
Sayuri and Yume looked even more confused.
"You were being Jyou again." Daisuke lightly tapped Hikari's head. He then turned towards the girls. "This body has no attention span. Because I'm in this body I can't focus on certain tasks. While my old body had serious memory issues. I had to work harder at being able to remember anything."
"But now you can remember stuff?" Yume asked.
Daisuke nodded. "Yep, just don't always care to do anything about it."
Sayuri folded her arms. "So it's kind of like new shoes verses old ones. New shoes can be a pain to walk in, but once you've fully broken them in you barely notice you have them on."
Takeru nodded. "That's a good analogy. When I first was switched, I could barely remember anything. Now I've learned a few tricks to keep from forgetting stuff."
"Never leave home without a notepad to write stuff into," Daisuke commented.
"You two are just going to have to get used to having a different Iori around," Iori groused. "Now if you don't mind, Grandpa insists I still learn kendo."
Takeru rubbed his chin. "I should get some lessons again as well once I'm up to speed at school."
"You know, it might not be a bad idea for all of us to learn how to fight in case the need ever arises in the Digital World," Daisuke suggested.
The two girls watched as the Chosen walked away.
"I knew that wasn't Iori," Yume stated.
"Yeah, right. This certainly makes things a bit confusing," Sayuri muttered.
--
As the Teenage Wolves finished practicing a song they heard someone clapping.
"Hey, this is private property," Takashi barked.
A man in a stylish black business suit stepped forward. "Forgive my intrusion, but I thought I'd listen to the band I was supposed to check out the other week. I believe what I have to say will be very important, especially to you, Ishida."
"What do you want?" Yamato questioned skeptically.
"I want you to sign with my label," the man intoned. "I'm Hiroshima Hitochi, and I've been a fan of yours since April 2000."
"We weren't a band in 2000," Akira pointed out.
"True but Ishida's big screen debut in downtown Tokyo wasn't with your band, it was on the back of a giant mechanical wolf," Hitochi pointed out.
"And who says I'm that kid?" Yamato questioned warily.
"When you did the Christmas concert for Tokyo TV back in Zero-Two you got a little attention, and you did seem familiar to me. It wasn't until that Internet monster came back a few months later posting that lovely image of you and your girlfriend and watching you battle the creature again that I realized you were one and the same person," Hitochi admitted.
"And if I was that same kid, would you be signing me for my band or because of the digimon?" Yamato pressed.
"Both," Hitochi admitted. "It's your connection to digimon that has my bosses worried. Do you realize how much trouble it is when a major concert gets canceled? When a single digimon causing problems can pull you away without notice? It would make setting up appearances a nightmare. Fact is it's because of your connection that you haven't been approached sooner. We may be able to sell you as a savior of the world, but being able to properly manage your time will be an issue."
The band members looked at each other.
"Look, I don't expect you to drop everything to sign immediately. This is a big decision." Hitochi walked forward and handed business cards to each of them. "Arrange a meeting and I'll show you what we offer. And there's one thing to consider, which would be better: signing with a label that knows of your connection and is willing to try to make that a selling point or to a label that knows nothing about it and is fearful of you dropping more concerts like that last one?"
--
The study session was primarily focused on getting Takeru to remember the material. Progress was slow as they functionally had to teach him three years of mathematics and science.
"Don't follow me, I'm about to bomb the bathroom," Daisuke warned.
"Gee, thanks," Hikari jokingly complained.
Takeru frowned. "I'm not sure I should be here."
"Of course you should be. You're our friend and you need help," Hikari insisted.
The blond boy shook his head. "I appreciate the help, but that's not what I mean. I know how Takeru really feels for you. And well, you don't need to be a genius to figure out Daisuke's."
Hikari pouted. "You do realize I want you around just for that point. I liked both of them, now I have a guy who embodies the aspects I liked most from each of them."
"I can understand the fear of attempting a relationship only for them to be switched back and being forced to choose. The truth of the matter is that it will be a long time before I have the chance to be Iori again. I don't know if I'd be so willing to go back," Takeru told her.
"We can't give up hope. I'd be out there searching if people would let me," Hikari insisted.
Takeru looked at the girl intently. "You know why Taichi and Sora aren't out looking right now, don't you?"
Hikari nodded. "They're... on a date."
"Even Mimi is waiting for a lead before she heads out again," Takeru pressed. "Are you really going to wait years? And what happens if Piemon's trick somehow prevents Xuanwumon from switching us back? That digital god may know a method of switching souls, but there's no guarantee he can help us. His power might be limited to digimon."
"What do you suggest I do?" Hikari demanded.
"Be happy," the boy told her. "It's what Takeru always wished for you. You hold yourself back with worries and fears, not wanting to burden others with your problems. As you said, we are friends, and as you want to help me, we want to help you as well. Even if you don't have a relationship with him, at the very least talk to him. Daisuke and Takeru both would gladly share your burdens, let him." He then packed up his books and left.
Daisuke exited the bathroom and looked around. "Where did 'I' go?"
Hikari smiled sheepishly. "He went home."
"So it's just the two of us, huh?" Daisuke grinned a little goofily before shaking his head.
Hikari shook her head. With her mother out shopping, her father at work, Tailmon hanging out with Patamon, and Taichi on a date with Sora-- she had free reign of her home for the next hour at least. "I think I've been making a lot of excuses."
Daisuke sat down next to her. "What do you mean?"
Hikari looked away. "There have been a lot of things I haven't been telling you. Stuff I might've done had you gone back to being Takeru."
Daisuke touched her cheek to make her look him in the eye. "You could always tell either of 'me' anything, and I'd listen."
"Being a guy... it was more traumatic than I ever thought something like that would be. I never thought someone like Jyou could ever want to have sex so much. Having 'Sora' around and, well, no modesty... I even had urges to do her even though she's really my brother," Hikari admitted. "Meeting Jyou's girlfriend certainly didn't help. Even clothed I had urges to jump her."
Daisuke whistled. "So you had your boxers all up in a bunch."
"How long was it before you masturbated in that body?" Hikari questioned seriously.
"Um..." Daisuke looked away.
"How long?" Hikari pressed.
"The night of Ken's concert. Jyou looked so cute as you and well... I couldn't help myself," Daisuke admitted.
"I masturbated the first night," Hikari stated flatly.
Daisuke blinked. "Really?!"
Hikari nodded.
Daisuke looked at her with a strange expression. "I thought you'd have been the one person to not do that."
"I've heard all sorts of comments about being made less of a man, but that made me feel less like a woman. I... I was losing myself to Jyou's body and it was beyond scary." Hikari looked down. "And now I'm losing my brother in a similar manner. He's becoming my sister, literally."
"From what I've heard from Jun, Daisuke had the same issues when he was Mimi. Losing himself to her hormones," Daisuke mentioned.
"There's something else... Something I find myself ashamed for thinking," Hikari forced herself to say.
"What's that?" Daisuke coaxed.
Hikari swallowed hard. "I... I liked both Takeru and Daisuke. I wasn't sure who to pick. But now, with the way you are... I should want you to go back to normal, but I..."
Daisuke grabbed Hikari by the hand. "No one can control their own heart. This does make it easier for you as you don't have to choose. And you already know that I love you."
Hikari leaned over and kissed the boy soundly on the lips and she began to melt into his embrace. They moved away from the table to make it less awkward. She was able to press her body up against his and felt his need for her through his clothes. She was all to aware how painful arousal could be, and this time she had caused it. He needed release.
The boy was a little surprised she had started the kiss, but he certainly wouldn't have ended it whether he was Daisuke or Takeru. The sheer passion and intensity went beyond what he imagined this would be like. Even as she stood pressed against him she gave no indications she was going to end this. He wasn't sure when his hand had slipped under her shorts and panties to fondle her ass directly, yet the girl gave no protest.
Hikari let herself go into the moment. She did not react as he began to touch her bare flesh, instead as his hand moved over her rear she shook her hips to help guide him to where she wanted to feel his hand. Their actions caused her lower clothes to slip down more and more until they passed the point of no return and gravity made them fall to the ground.
Daisuke was in full amazement at having the girl nearly naked in his embrace. He tried to reach farther and touch her treasure. He came up just shy but was able drag a finger between her butt cheeks, which caused her to squirm. She gave the first inclination of drawing any sort of line by pulling her hips away from him, yet their kiss still had yet to truly end. That she pulled one foot free of her clothes did not escape him, nor the fact she was now undoing his pants.
Hikari gasped as Daisuke's hand finally moved around her body and touched her between her legs. The sensation was more electrifying than masturbating as a girl or a guy. She began to stroke his harden length and was rewarded with a gasp from him as well.
The heated kiss continued unabated as they touched each other as no one had done before. He pulled her in tighter, lifting her up as he did so and then down onto his shaft. Their mouths ripping away from each other in a groan of ecstasy that did not end as he shook his hips, moving himself inside the girl.
Hikari hadn't intended to lose her virginity, but she hadn't exactly figured out how she had wanted this to end either. As strong as Daisuke was, even he couldn't hold her up unassisted while having sex. She reached over for the table and made him turn towards it. She felt him slip out of her body as she fell onto their scattered textbooks, her ass and legs dangling off the edge. She reached out for him and he responded by sliding himself back into her and banging his hips against her spread legs.
There were no words for the boy as he looked down at the girl writhing in pleasure on her kitchen table in special joy he was giving her. He pressed his length into her over and over again. He couldn't take it any more and began to explode, filling her with Motomiya's seed.
Hikari panted as the sensations that battered her body finally subsided. Everything was more intense than she imagined it would be. "I... I didn't realize how much I needed that."
Daisuke blinked. "You needed it?"
Hikari tentatively moved to sit at the edge of the table. "I needed to feel like a woman."
"Ah, right..." Daisuke pouted. "That wasn't the only reason, was it?"
Hikari shook her head. "I do like you. Though if you all get switched back soon, it's going to be real confusing. I may want a threesome with 'both of you.'"
"Well, you've certainly given me more reason to want to stay this way, so you might not get that wish," Daisuke teased.
Hikari pouted. "As much as I hate to admit it, I wouldn't be upset if you stayed as you are, but I do want Taichi and Sora back the way they should be."
Daisuke leaned forward. "We'll worry about that when and if it comes. In the mean time what would you say to going on a date with me on Saturday?"
"I pick the movie," Hikari replied.
Daisuke nodded and sealed it with a quick kiss.
Hikari lightly pushed him away. "As much as I may like to go again, Mom isn't going to be gone forever."
"Right," Daisuke laughed nervously, this certainly was not how he wanted the girl's mother to find him.
--
Coming Soon:
Chapter 18 – Surprising Discoveries
Expect the unexpected is a motto that the Chosen have come to secretly lived by.