Disclaimer: I own Ken. No questions asked. All rights reserved. ^_^ (j/k, I
don't want the scary lawyer ppl to come steal the money I dun have lol) I
unfortunately do not own any part of the Digimon Adventure, however I own
Densetsu. Fuu-chan owns Kaze, we both own Maryoku, Matt owns Chris, and
Ryan owns Ryu (and we didn't know Ken's buddy from before had the same name
when we made the character [$%#^!] but it's not the same guy. At all. They
look and act nothing alike. I'm done rambling now...)
AN: Ok, this is what happens when you watch Slayers, Rayearth, Digimon, Lodoss War, and read Magic Chapter (the most kick @$$ fic that NEEDS TO BE FINISHED!!!) all in the same time frame. LoL. It starts out serious but gets funnier...somewhere in the darn thing...or maybe not...who knows...
P.S. I am NOT, I repeat, NOT responsible for you being confuseled as hell! I'm going for that! And yes, I know half of this stuff goes against everything in the show! I've seen practically every episode...of all the seasons as you'll be able to tell. It's an AU story anyway, so...yeah...
P.P.S. I warn you now, there are OCs in here!They're kewl tho and we worked hard on creating them, so give them a chance BEFORE you decide to hate them! Arigato, gozaimasu! ~_^
As do most writers, I need to give a couple special thanks to:
1) Fuu-chan for always putting up with my ramblings about my stories and posting them
2) Fuuneko-chan for helping me out of a HUGE writer's block
3) Caldina-chan for the listening to me complain
4) All of the above for beta reading. You guys rock my world full of peanuts!!!
Ahem, and now, without further adieu, part of part one of the Digimon OAV:
As Koushiro half-dragged Densetsu's semi-conscious form down the long hallway, he breathed heavily, trying to figure out what to do. He heard her murmur something, but when he barely made it out, he simply resumed pondering what to make of the situation. He saw the forces gaining on them and with his friend draped over his shoulder, there wasn't much he could do to help.
"Izumi...put me...down a sec..."
"Densetsu, we don't have the time-"
"Just do it!" She growled as best she could and he helped her to her knees. While she panted heavily, speaking in between gasps, he recognized the incantation spilling from her mouth. "Crimson fire...burning brightly...within my soul...
"No! You can't! That would be the fourth time you've cast the spell and you know what will happen!"
"...I command thee, summon thy power forth! Firestorm, go!" She cried, extending her arm, as the last wave of power flowed out of her. Managing to smile at Koushiro, she relaxed just before she hit the ground.
"Densetsu? Densetsu?! DENSETSU!!!"
Two weeks prior...
Yamato Ishida stretched, then glanced over at his alarm clock. Heh, he was actually going to be on time for school today. That was a shocker. Rolling out of bed, he quickly showered, then dressed, grabbing his bookbag and jogging out the door. He glanced at his watch. 8:01. Perfect. And maybe he'd get to see that babe that he occassionally passed. The one who somehow looked familiar, but he couldn't place her face as anyone he really knew. Maybe he had seen her in an ad. She sure was model material. But there would be no such luck today. Muttering "damn," under his breath, he walked though the school doors and walked into homeroom just as the bell rang. He heard an obnoxious yell from the other side of the room. His guess? Taichi, that annoying guy who was always winding up in the same place he was. Glancing over, he found he was right, Taichi was squealing ontop of a chair at an iguana. Sighing, Yamato shook his head, then proceeded to review some of the previous night's homework...
******
Koushiro Izumi was typing at his computer on his lunch break, when he glanced up. There was a bit of a squabble across from him of a bunch of guys picking on a girl. He was usually a passive boy, but this ground his nerves so much, he put down his laptop and marched over. "Excuse me, but I think you should leave this girl alone."
"Yeah, and what are you gonna do, twerp?" He growled and rolled up his sleeves.
"What do you think I'm going to do?"
"Stop it!" The girl spoke up, then softly stated, "it's alright. He wasn't doing anything."
"That's right, sugar." The guy grabbed her around the waist and laughed. "You know you want some of this."
"Leave her alone!" Koushiro pushed the slightly larger, slightly more built boy off, causing him to recoil and punch. Now Koushiro, never having been in a fight before, was bound to get creamed. Fortunately for him, before he got beat into too much of a pulp, the teachers came to break them apart and dragged them off. The girl in complete and utter shock, glanced over and saw the laptop. Compelled somehow to pick it up, she did so, figuring she could give it back to the boy.
******
Yamato was sitting at lunch when he heard the fight break out. Taichi ran over excitedly, shouting, "that brainiac kid that's in our classes is in a fight!"
"Wow."
"Don't you care? Who'da thought!"
"See, unlike some people, I grew out of getting excited over fights in like fifth grade..." Not understanding the direct insult, Taichi just laughed and ran back towards the fight. Yamato shook his head, then glanced across to see... no way! That girl he had always been fixated with...the beautiful model one. Leaving his lunch, he got up and jogged after her.
******
"Shit, I think he saw me!" The purple-haired girl growled, then broke off into a run with Yamato in pursuit.
"Hey! Hey you! Wait up!" She tapped into her power and speeded up way too fast for him to catch her. So essentially she was safe...for now...
******
Later that day, Koushiro was being scolded by his mother for fighting. As he rolled his eyes at the "you should know better" and "violence doesn't solve anything" speech, his mother turned to him and asked, "now what was it over?" He gulped, then started,
"Well, you see, mom, that, there was this girl...and she was getting picked on...and I couldn't let them do it... I felt really bad about it, so I pushed him off her and he decked me." His mother turned to him with wide eyes and then smiled.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?! That's so valiant and gentlemanly...alright, you're off punishment." He jumped up, smiling, but his mother's face dropped. "However this doesn't mean I want you to run around getting into fights. But this time...it's acceptable."
"Thanks Mom. But am I allowed to go see if she's alright? I think I have an idea of where she might be..."
******
Taichi was whistling to himself as he walked home from soccer practice. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a really cute girl. Grinning ear to ear, he decided to make his move. However, once he got within five feet of her, she ran away. "Hey, don't run away!" Running after, he rounded the corner she had ducked behind only to find...nothing. "Well that sure was weird..." He scratched his head and continued on his way...
******
Shoving his hands in his pockets, Yamato sighed heavily. He figured he'd never get to meet that gorgeous girl that seemed to haunt him. His self-confidence slightly bruised, he continued walking home. As he was walking, he passed by a store window, in which he saw the girl's face. Quickly spinning around, he saw that there was no one to produce the reflection, just the reflection itself. Her eyes were closed, but they slowly opened. Her thoughts reached out to him, even though her lips did not move. "Yamato...help me... set me free..." Her hair somehow blew in her face, and she raised a hand to the glass to where he was. As soon as he tried to touch it, however, she vanished, her voice lingering for only a moment longer... "Yamato...help..."
******
Koushiro nervously waited outside the doors to the extra curricular class building. Wringing his hands nervously, he tried to think of a good reason to see her that didn't sound stupid. He was so busy thinking about what to say, that he almost missed her walking out of the building. "Hey! Wait up!" The girl turned and he stammered, "Hi...I-I just wanted to see...if you were ok...and uh,"
"Is this yours?" She quietly asked, extending the laptop.
"YES! You found it! You're awesome! Prodigious! Thank you so much!" As he reached for it, he brushed her hand by accident. Gasping in shock, she backed away as she dropped the laptop. "hey, what gives..."
"It's you...you're him..." She turned, then ran away as fast as she could.
"Hey, wait! I just wanted to thank you!" Stooping down to pick up his precious computer, he suddenly didn't feel the need and darted off after her. Running as fast as he could, he managed to see something he didn't expect. She vanished right before his eyes into thin air. "Well, there's something you don't see everyday..."
******
Yamato couldn't shake this girl from his head. For some odd reason, he had to find her. He had to ask her why she was so familiar to him. As he rounded a corner, he quickly ducked back behind it as he saw her talking.
"Densetsu, that was REALLY stupid!" The purple-haired girl growled at the younger, shorter one.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was him!"
"Well our cover's blown, so you think we can use her crest on them already?"
"No! Not yet. We have to wait for some damn reason or another, and I don't want to screw this up again. Three strikes and we're out, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Alright. No seeing my hottie."
"And no making pysical contact with your charge."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Crest? That word...I should know it for some odd reason..." Yamato muttered under his breath.
"HEY YAMATO! WHATCHA LOOKIN AT?!" He slapped his forehead, realizing the voice as Taichi's. The three girls quickly darted as he made his way over.
"Nothing now." Yamato growled. There went his chance to snag the girl aside. But now that Taichi was here, something felt right...almost like...he should know about this...but why?
******
Later that night, Koushiro was tossing and turning in bed. Nightmares were haunting his sleep, and all he kept hearing were screams. Screams and short voice clips. "Koushiro! We need you!"
"Koushiro, help me!"
"No! I won't let you die!"
"You can't!"
"Compu-"
"Use your cre-"
"HEEEEEEELLLLLLLP!" But then, it felt as though someone was reaching out to him. As though someone was wiping these memories from him. Wait, how did he know they were memories in the first place?
"No...don't take them away..." He muttered aloud, still fast asleep.
"I have no choice, Koushiro." She whispered in his ear softly, and touched her hand to the side of his face. His face immediately went from stressed to peaceful. Leaning over, she whispered, (or gently kissed his forehead?) "Sweet dreams..."
******
The next day, Yamato was still pondering what he had heard and why it was bothering him in the first place. He came up with nada. Zilch, nill, zip. Sighing, he glanced out the window during class. If only he could figure it out...
******
Taichi didn't feel like his usual hyper self for some odd reason. All that happened was he saw a girl, big deal. So what if she was cute? That didn't mean she should haunt his every waking moment since...and why did it anyway? He was never serious about relationships in the first place but...something was different this time. She was different. It was almost as if...for some reason or another, he needed her. Glancing up, he looked to see he had wandered to the lake. Peering over at the water, he gasped as her face appeared to him in the reflection. "Taichi...you must help me! You're the only one who can. But there's not much time! They're misinformed! You must confront them!"
"Confront who?" Her image began to sway with the water, and slowly vanished, as he yelled, "hey, wait!"
"Please...set me free!"
"Set you free?"
"Uh, Taichi, who are you talking to?" He spun around to see Yamato scratching his head.
"Oh, uh, no one. Why, did it look like I was talking to someone?"
"Well, it looked like you were talking to your reflection..."
"Well, I was! Because I'm just that gorgeous!" He quickly...covered...for himself. Cocking an eyebrow in suspicion, all Yamato could reply was,
"Okaaaaaaay..."
"So what brings you here?" Blinking, Yamato answered,
"That's a good question. Honestly, I don't know."
"You don't know?" Taichi felt a strange notion to tell Yamato about the nonsense that had been going on over the past couple of days. Deciding to trust his instinct, he just blurted out everything, from the girl vanishing to the reflection talking to him. Staring in shock, Yamato then proceeded to tell Taichi about all the weird stuff that had happened to him. After a moment of silence between the two, Yamato asked,
"So now what?"
"I have no clue."
"Well, this is off to a fine start..."
"At least we both have someone to talk to about it...so we know either we're both sane and this is really happening or we're both stark- raving mad."
"Nice way to put it...but you're right. We should tell each other about anything at all since it seems we're both in this together." Right then, Yamato got the strangest feeling of deja vu, like he had declared those words to Taichi before in the exact same manner. Shaking it off, he continued, "Let's get going. I'm sure you have places to be as well..."
"Yeah...of course." Flashing a grin, Taichi followed Yamato from the bank of the river to the street.
******
Koushiro had felt unusually groggy that day, as though something had been different from his sleeping pattern. At the end of the day, he pulled out the laptop he had recovered from the ground after trying to chase after the girl that had returned it. As he opened the monitor, there was a reflection on the screen. Glancing around to see who produced it, he came up with nothing as he heard, "Koushiro, I need your help. You are the only one that can help me...confront the others...they do not understand...you must hurry!" The image vanished as he exclaimed,
"No, wait!" And got some weird looks for talking to himself. "Computer game," he replied to the people staring, who echoed with,
"Ahh." Thinking to himself, he wondered, "Isn't there any one I can ask for help? What the hell is going on here...?" Closing the laptop, he sighed, then stood up and began to walk home...
******
Yamato was walking at a rather fast pace for school. What to do? It's not like stalking's an option...there was no clue as to who these girls were...except for the fact that they should know for some odd reason. Why else would Taichi be told to confront them? He sighed as he accidently walked right into the person in front of him. "Sorry about that."
"No, it's fine." Yamato recognized the slightly smaller boy as the one from the fight...and now he was giving off that weird vibe too...
"Hey, aren't you the one who saved that girl in the fight the other day?"
"Oh that..." He nodded, then added, "it was so weird, she went to thank me, but accidentally touched my hand and freaked." Shrugging, he began to walk off as Yamato's memory came into play..."And no making pysical contact with your charge." Wasn't the girl that he saved the one that she was yelling at? "Hey! Wait up a sec!"
"Huh?"
"The girl. The one you saved. What did she look like?"
"Well, she was...very pretty...she had pinkish red hair and she was smaller tham me...why?"
"You must be one of us then."
"One of...huh?" Koushiro looked at the boy with a curious expression, as Yamato began to explain what had happened to him and Taichi earlier on. However, once he got to the part about Taichi, Koushiro stopped Yamato mid- sentence. "Wait, Taichi? You mean that really stupid guy who glued his hand to his head?" Sighing, he nodded, then added,
"I know, I couldn't believe it either. But it looks like the three of us are the ones that have to save these chicks."
"G*d, I pity the girl he has to save." He muttered under his breath.
"So what have you seen? I mean, besides her getting freaked out and all?"
"Like you guys saw them in the window and the lake, I saw her in my monitor. I dunno, it was really weird...she said something about confronting the others...but I didn't have any clue about this stuff when she said it."
"It looks like we're going to have to lure them out..." Something sparked in Koushiro's mind and he got a bit of a smile.
"Lure them out, huh? I think I may have an idea..."
AN: Ok, this is what happens when you watch Slayers, Rayearth, Digimon, Lodoss War, and read Magic Chapter (the most kick @$$ fic that NEEDS TO BE FINISHED!!!) all in the same time frame. LoL. It starts out serious but gets funnier...somewhere in the darn thing...or maybe not...who knows...
P.S. I am NOT, I repeat, NOT responsible for you being confuseled as hell! I'm going for that! And yes, I know half of this stuff goes against everything in the show! I've seen practically every episode...of all the seasons as you'll be able to tell. It's an AU story anyway, so...yeah...
P.P.S. I warn you now, there are OCs in here!They're kewl tho and we worked hard on creating them, so give them a chance BEFORE you decide to hate them! Arigato, gozaimasu! ~_^
As do most writers, I need to give a couple special thanks to:
1) Fuu-chan for always putting up with my ramblings about my stories and posting them
2) Fuuneko-chan for helping me out of a HUGE writer's block
3) Caldina-chan for the listening to me complain
4) All of the above for beta reading. You guys rock my world full of peanuts!!!
Ahem, and now, without further adieu, part of part one of the Digimon OAV:
As Koushiro half-dragged Densetsu's semi-conscious form down the long hallway, he breathed heavily, trying to figure out what to do. He heard her murmur something, but when he barely made it out, he simply resumed pondering what to make of the situation. He saw the forces gaining on them and with his friend draped over his shoulder, there wasn't much he could do to help.
"Izumi...put me...down a sec..."
"Densetsu, we don't have the time-"
"Just do it!" She growled as best she could and he helped her to her knees. While she panted heavily, speaking in between gasps, he recognized the incantation spilling from her mouth. "Crimson fire...burning brightly...within my soul...
"No! You can't! That would be the fourth time you've cast the spell and you know what will happen!"
"...I command thee, summon thy power forth! Firestorm, go!" She cried, extending her arm, as the last wave of power flowed out of her. Managing to smile at Koushiro, she relaxed just before she hit the ground.
"Densetsu? Densetsu?! DENSETSU!!!"
Two weeks prior...
Yamato Ishida stretched, then glanced over at his alarm clock. Heh, he was actually going to be on time for school today. That was a shocker. Rolling out of bed, he quickly showered, then dressed, grabbing his bookbag and jogging out the door. He glanced at his watch. 8:01. Perfect. And maybe he'd get to see that babe that he occassionally passed. The one who somehow looked familiar, but he couldn't place her face as anyone he really knew. Maybe he had seen her in an ad. She sure was model material. But there would be no such luck today. Muttering "damn," under his breath, he walked though the school doors and walked into homeroom just as the bell rang. He heard an obnoxious yell from the other side of the room. His guess? Taichi, that annoying guy who was always winding up in the same place he was. Glancing over, he found he was right, Taichi was squealing ontop of a chair at an iguana. Sighing, Yamato shook his head, then proceeded to review some of the previous night's homework...
******
Koushiro Izumi was typing at his computer on his lunch break, when he glanced up. There was a bit of a squabble across from him of a bunch of guys picking on a girl. He was usually a passive boy, but this ground his nerves so much, he put down his laptop and marched over. "Excuse me, but I think you should leave this girl alone."
"Yeah, and what are you gonna do, twerp?" He growled and rolled up his sleeves.
"What do you think I'm going to do?"
"Stop it!" The girl spoke up, then softly stated, "it's alright. He wasn't doing anything."
"That's right, sugar." The guy grabbed her around the waist and laughed. "You know you want some of this."
"Leave her alone!" Koushiro pushed the slightly larger, slightly more built boy off, causing him to recoil and punch. Now Koushiro, never having been in a fight before, was bound to get creamed. Fortunately for him, before he got beat into too much of a pulp, the teachers came to break them apart and dragged them off. The girl in complete and utter shock, glanced over and saw the laptop. Compelled somehow to pick it up, she did so, figuring she could give it back to the boy.
******
Yamato was sitting at lunch when he heard the fight break out. Taichi ran over excitedly, shouting, "that brainiac kid that's in our classes is in a fight!"
"Wow."
"Don't you care? Who'da thought!"
"See, unlike some people, I grew out of getting excited over fights in like fifth grade..." Not understanding the direct insult, Taichi just laughed and ran back towards the fight. Yamato shook his head, then glanced across to see... no way! That girl he had always been fixated with...the beautiful model one. Leaving his lunch, he got up and jogged after her.
******
"Shit, I think he saw me!" The purple-haired girl growled, then broke off into a run with Yamato in pursuit.
"Hey! Hey you! Wait up!" She tapped into her power and speeded up way too fast for him to catch her. So essentially she was safe...for now...
******
Later that day, Koushiro was being scolded by his mother for fighting. As he rolled his eyes at the "you should know better" and "violence doesn't solve anything" speech, his mother turned to him and asked, "now what was it over?" He gulped, then started,
"Well, you see, mom, that, there was this girl...and she was getting picked on...and I couldn't let them do it... I felt really bad about it, so I pushed him off her and he decked me." His mother turned to him with wide eyes and then smiled.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?! That's so valiant and gentlemanly...alright, you're off punishment." He jumped up, smiling, but his mother's face dropped. "However this doesn't mean I want you to run around getting into fights. But this time...it's acceptable."
"Thanks Mom. But am I allowed to go see if she's alright? I think I have an idea of where she might be..."
******
Taichi was whistling to himself as he walked home from soccer practice. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a really cute girl. Grinning ear to ear, he decided to make his move. However, once he got within five feet of her, she ran away. "Hey, don't run away!" Running after, he rounded the corner she had ducked behind only to find...nothing. "Well that sure was weird..." He scratched his head and continued on his way...
******
Shoving his hands in his pockets, Yamato sighed heavily. He figured he'd never get to meet that gorgeous girl that seemed to haunt him. His self-confidence slightly bruised, he continued walking home. As he was walking, he passed by a store window, in which he saw the girl's face. Quickly spinning around, he saw that there was no one to produce the reflection, just the reflection itself. Her eyes were closed, but they slowly opened. Her thoughts reached out to him, even though her lips did not move. "Yamato...help me... set me free..." Her hair somehow blew in her face, and she raised a hand to the glass to where he was. As soon as he tried to touch it, however, she vanished, her voice lingering for only a moment longer... "Yamato...help..."
******
Koushiro nervously waited outside the doors to the extra curricular class building. Wringing his hands nervously, he tried to think of a good reason to see her that didn't sound stupid. He was so busy thinking about what to say, that he almost missed her walking out of the building. "Hey! Wait up!" The girl turned and he stammered, "Hi...I-I just wanted to see...if you were ok...and uh,"
"Is this yours?" She quietly asked, extending the laptop.
"YES! You found it! You're awesome! Prodigious! Thank you so much!" As he reached for it, he brushed her hand by accident. Gasping in shock, she backed away as she dropped the laptop. "hey, what gives..."
"It's you...you're him..." She turned, then ran away as fast as she could.
"Hey, wait! I just wanted to thank you!" Stooping down to pick up his precious computer, he suddenly didn't feel the need and darted off after her. Running as fast as he could, he managed to see something he didn't expect. She vanished right before his eyes into thin air. "Well, there's something you don't see everyday..."
******
Yamato couldn't shake this girl from his head. For some odd reason, he had to find her. He had to ask her why she was so familiar to him. As he rounded a corner, he quickly ducked back behind it as he saw her talking.
"Densetsu, that was REALLY stupid!" The purple-haired girl growled at the younger, shorter one.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was him!"
"Well our cover's blown, so you think we can use her crest on them already?"
"No! Not yet. We have to wait for some damn reason or another, and I don't want to screw this up again. Three strikes and we're out, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know. Alright. No seeing my hottie."
"And no making pysical contact with your charge."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Crest? That word...I should know it for some odd reason..." Yamato muttered under his breath.
"HEY YAMATO! WHATCHA LOOKIN AT?!" He slapped his forehead, realizing the voice as Taichi's. The three girls quickly darted as he made his way over.
"Nothing now." Yamato growled. There went his chance to snag the girl aside. But now that Taichi was here, something felt right...almost like...he should know about this...but why?
******
Later that night, Koushiro was tossing and turning in bed. Nightmares were haunting his sleep, and all he kept hearing were screams. Screams and short voice clips. "Koushiro! We need you!"
"Koushiro, help me!"
"No! I won't let you die!"
"You can't!"
"Compu-"
"Use your cre-"
"HEEEEEEELLLLLLLP!" But then, it felt as though someone was reaching out to him. As though someone was wiping these memories from him. Wait, how did he know they were memories in the first place?
"No...don't take them away..." He muttered aloud, still fast asleep.
"I have no choice, Koushiro." She whispered in his ear softly, and touched her hand to the side of his face. His face immediately went from stressed to peaceful. Leaning over, she whispered, (or gently kissed his forehead?) "Sweet dreams..."
******
The next day, Yamato was still pondering what he had heard and why it was bothering him in the first place. He came up with nada. Zilch, nill, zip. Sighing, he glanced out the window during class. If only he could figure it out...
******
Taichi didn't feel like his usual hyper self for some odd reason. All that happened was he saw a girl, big deal. So what if she was cute? That didn't mean she should haunt his every waking moment since...and why did it anyway? He was never serious about relationships in the first place but...something was different this time. She was different. It was almost as if...for some reason or another, he needed her. Glancing up, he looked to see he had wandered to the lake. Peering over at the water, he gasped as her face appeared to him in the reflection. "Taichi...you must help me! You're the only one who can. But there's not much time! They're misinformed! You must confront them!"
"Confront who?" Her image began to sway with the water, and slowly vanished, as he yelled, "hey, wait!"
"Please...set me free!"
"Set you free?"
"Uh, Taichi, who are you talking to?" He spun around to see Yamato scratching his head.
"Oh, uh, no one. Why, did it look like I was talking to someone?"
"Well, it looked like you were talking to your reflection..."
"Well, I was! Because I'm just that gorgeous!" He quickly...covered...for himself. Cocking an eyebrow in suspicion, all Yamato could reply was,
"Okaaaaaaay..."
"So what brings you here?" Blinking, Yamato answered,
"That's a good question. Honestly, I don't know."
"You don't know?" Taichi felt a strange notion to tell Yamato about the nonsense that had been going on over the past couple of days. Deciding to trust his instinct, he just blurted out everything, from the girl vanishing to the reflection talking to him. Staring in shock, Yamato then proceeded to tell Taichi about all the weird stuff that had happened to him. After a moment of silence between the two, Yamato asked,
"So now what?"
"I have no clue."
"Well, this is off to a fine start..."
"At least we both have someone to talk to about it...so we know either we're both sane and this is really happening or we're both stark- raving mad."
"Nice way to put it...but you're right. We should tell each other about anything at all since it seems we're both in this together." Right then, Yamato got the strangest feeling of deja vu, like he had declared those words to Taichi before in the exact same manner. Shaking it off, he continued, "Let's get going. I'm sure you have places to be as well..."
"Yeah...of course." Flashing a grin, Taichi followed Yamato from the bank of the river to the street.
******
Koushiro had felt unusually groggy that day, as though something had been different from his sleeping pattern. At the end of the day, he pulled out the laptop he had recovered from the ground after trying to chase after the girl that had returned it. As he opened the monitor, there was a reflection on the screen. Glancing around to see who produced it, he came up with nothing as he heard, "Koushiro, I need your help. You are the only one that can help me...confront the others...they do not understand...you must hurry!" The image vanished as he exclaimed,
"No, wait!" And got some weird looks for talking to himself. "Computer game," he replied to the people staring, who echoed with,
"Ahh." Thinking to himself, he wondered, "Isn't there any one I can ask for help? What the hell is going on here...?" Closing the laptop, he sighed, then stood up and began to walk home...
******
Yamato was walking at a rather fast pace for school. What to do? It's not like stalking's an option...there was no clue as to who these girls were...except for the fact that they should know for some odd reason. Why else would Taichi be told to confront them? He sighed as he accidently walked right into the person in front of him. "Sorry about that."
"No, it's fine." Yamato recognized the slightly smaller boy as the one from the fight...and now he was giving off that weird vibe too...
"Hey, aren't you the one who saved that girl in the fight the other day?"
"Oh that..." He nodded, then added, "it was so weird, she went to thank me, but accidentally touched my hand and freaked." Shrugging, he began to walk off as Yamato's memory came into play..."And no making pysical contact with your charge." Wasn't the girl that he saved the one that she was yelling at? "Hey! Wait up a sec!"
"Huh?"
"The girl. The one you saved. What did she look like?"
"Well, she was...very pretty...she had pinkish red hair and she was smaller tham me...why?"
"You must be one of us then."
"One of...huh?" Koushiro looked at the boy with a curious expression, as Yamato began to explain what had happened to him and Taichi earlier on. However, once he got to the part about Taichi, Koushiro stopped Yamato mid- sentence. "Wait, Taichi? You mean that really stupid guy who glued his hand to his head?" Sighing, he nodded, then added,
"I know, I couldn't believe it either. But it looks like the three of us are the ones that have to save these chicks."
"G*d, I pity the girl he has to save." He muttered under his breath.
"So what have you seen? I mean, besides her getting freaked out and all?"
"Like you guys saw them in the window and the lake, I saw her in my monitor. I dunno, it was really weird...she said something about confronting the others...but I didn't have any clue about this stuff when she said it."
"It looks like we're going to have to lure them out..." Something sparked in Koushiro's mind and he got a bit of a smile.
"Lure them out, huh? I think I may have an idea..."
