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Fandom: Digimon Frontier
Title: His Will
Characters: Kimura Tomoko, Lucemon
Word Count: 500||Status: One-shot
Genre: General||Rated: PG-13
Challenge: Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, section A71, write a scene that does not occur in canon; Digimon Flash Bingo, #454, one night stand
Summary: Lucemon can have anything or anyone that he wants. Whether they want to be had by him is another story altogether and one that he's not interested in hearing.
Lucemon explored the human world freely, human eyes unaware of his true glory. He didn't mind. The day would come when he would be seen, loved, and adored by everyone. He had cultivated patience while in his prison.
In truth he hadn't left his prison; his spirit and mind alone flit free between the cracks of the worlds to find interesting places and people to watch, such as the human world.
As he explored a city one day, the call of distress and anger caught his attention. Tracing it to the source, he discovered a human woman, stalking fiercely through the streets, her target uncertain at the moment.
It took him only a few more moments to work out the issue: she and her life-partner had quarreled with one another. It was a meaningless thing; Lucemon could tell they would patch it up in due course. But seeing her so angry intrigued him, especially as he traced her course and discovered her goal to be a place of human recreation with alcohol.
His decision was a combination of a sudden whim and curiosity, to find out if he could do this thing, and what the results might be, if there were any at all. He had no shame at all and spied on humans anywhere they might be, doing anything he desired to watch, and he knew how human reproduction worked. He had everything necessary to accomplish the deed.
What he needed was just to be able to interact with her. Concentrating his energies on the place she'd chosen to vent her anger, he managed to shift matters a small fraction: here he could take form, though it would not be for more than a handful of hours. He based his chosen appearance on one of his future evolutions, one most similar to humans but without his wings and in human garb. None would find his presence or appearance strange in this place and would treat him as they would any other human.
That part of the idea didn't agree with him, so he improved it: they would treat him as if he were their lord and master, obeying his commands without hesitation, question, or requiring payment.
Just as well, as he had no human currency and couldn't attain any without missing her.
Miss her he did not. A simple drink, with a simple spell woven into it to allay her worries and make her conductive to his desires, gave him what he wanted. They enjoyed themselves thoroughly first at the bar, then at a hotel room he procured for them, shifting the spell's focus enough to accomplish that. By dawn he'd exhausted his strength and left her there with only hazy, comfortable memories of what happened.
He would watch to see if there were results from their encounter. He would bring any offspring she bore to him to the Digital World where they belonged.
A king needed an heir, after all. Even he, the God-King who would rule forever.
The End
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Note: I have three prompts for "one night stand" to fill for the Flash Bingo Challenge. All three will involve this situation with Lucemon, Kimura Tomoko, and Kouji and Kouichi.