Disclaimer: I own nothing but my idea.

A/N: This is a slightly AU Digimon story set about ten years after the tamers defeated the d-reaper. The tamers are all 24, except Ryo who is 25 leaning toward 26. While not my first fanfic, it is my first digimon fanfic, so any constructive criticism would be appreciated. I will be using the dubbed names because I am more familiar with them. This will be Rukato in later chapters, just to give fair warning. Also there won't be any digimon, they might be mentioned but that will be it. I'm not ready to try to cross that bridge yet. Anyway enjoy. Peace.

Tamers: Reunion

"Ryo hurry up. You know if we're late to the airport Rika's going to be mad; she may have changed through the years but from what I've heard, she still doesn't take kindly to lateness!" Takato yelled as he finished pulling on his dark blue, button-up shirt with red embroidery. He left it unbuttoned as he hurried out of his room and through the front door of the house he shared with his roommate. He began to walk to his midnight blue minivan when he heard the front door shut.

"Alright, I'm coming!" Ryo yelled as he emerged from the house, closing the door behind him. He began walking to the minivan and then saw Takato standing on the passenger side and tossing the keys at him. "What's this? You rarely let me drive your van," Ryo said as he caught them in midair.

"I know, but we'll need the room, you car isn't big enough, and we're running behind. So, since you're the faster driver, you drive. Just no major hotrodding; this isn't your sportscar and I'd like it if we got to the airport in one piece," this last part Takato said with a smirk as he got into the van and strapped himself in.

"No problem Tak, I'll take it a little slower than I did last time," Ryo grinned as he got in and cranked the van up.

"That's what I'm afraid of." Takato gulped as the van sped off.

~*~

"They're going to be late," Rika sighed as she checked her watch as she and her companions walked out of the airport.

"Well this is Takato we're talking about . . ." Jeri giggled, coming up next to where Rika stood.

"And Ryo . . ." Henry added. "But they still have another ten minutes, before they are officially late.

"Maybe," Rika mumbled, "but knowing them they probably will be. Of all the traits that may have changed I have a feeling lateness is not one of them."

"Come on Rika, give them the benefit of the doubt," Henry encouraged as he stretched and then straightened his green and orange, golf shirt. "They still have some time."

"I am. It's just that I haven't seen Takato in a couple of years," Rika sighed.

"I know how you feel Rika, I haven't seen him in just as long as you," Jeri said as she smoothed her light gray blouse. "I mean, no offense to Ryo, but I've seen him a few times in the past few years whereas I haven't seen Takato that much at all."

Just then a blue minivan sped into the airport parking lot and came to a halt a little distance away from the group. Two young men exited. The one from the passenger side wore dark gray dress pants and a blue button up shirt over a white t-shirt. He seemed to be yelling at the other, who wore black dress pants and a red and white golf shirt.

Smiling, Henry began to make his way over to the duo. "Made it with barely a few minutes to spare, Takato."

"Henry!" Takato exclaimed as he gripped Henry's hand in a firm handshake before pulling him into a brief hug.

"Takato!" Jeri yelled, running to him as he let Henry go.

"Jeri!" Takato yelled as he lifted Jeri up into a hug, twirling her around her forest green skirt swirling in the wind, before setting her down.

"How come I've never gotten that type of welcome?" Ryo asked with a smile from behind the two.

"If you hadn't been seen in as long as he has maybe you would get one, Ryo," a voice sounded from behind them.

Takato turned to look back in the direction of the voice and saw a young woman dressed in navy dress slacks and a black blouse walking toward the group. On her face was a pair of shades with purple lenses.

"Rika…" Takato began.

"About time you got here Goggle-Head," she said with a frown before breaking out into a full fledged smile. "I'm just kidding; I couldn't help myself for old time's sake." "Come here," she said pulling him into a deep hug before whispering to him, "It's been too long, Takato."

"Yeah, it has been," Takato replied as they finally released each other from the hug. "You look good, Rika."

"You don't look that bad yourself," Rika replied as she took a brief look at Takato.

"These all of your bags over here?" he queried, pointing to the set of bags on the sidewalk, and grabbed two of them when she nodded.

"I'll help," Ryo said as he grabbed another two, while Henry grabbed his two, and the girls shouldered their carry on bags and headed to the back of the minivan.

After safely storing the bags, Takato said, "Henry you drive, Ryo and I will give you directions as you go," and tossed Henry the keys.

"Hey, it took you two months before you trusted me to drive your van. Why does he get to drive?" Ryo asked in mock hurt.

"Ryo, you're my friend and all, but I have had enough excitement for one day," Takato laughed. "Besides I don't feel like driving right now."

"Ok, ok," Ryo said chuckling, "but I get the front passenger seat, I'll handle all the directions."

The girls exchanged evil smirks before grabbing Takato's arms. "Good. That means we get Takato all to ourselves in the back."

As he was being pulled into the back of his van, he smiled nervously and asked, "Umm . . . should I be afraid?"

~*~

They had covered a significant amount of distance between the airport and Takato and Ryo's house. Takato was now driving, having switched places with Henry during a brief gas stop, and Rika had taken over the passenger seat, kicking Ryo out into the back.

"So, Takato, everyone else has told a little about themselves to catch every up on their lives. What about you?" Rika asked.

Takato smirked. "You could say I do a little bit of just about everything nowadays. I do freelance work in different areas."

"You mean in construction, carpentry, and masonry like Ryo?" Rika asked trying to get Takato to be a little clearer.

"Not quite, although Ryo and I have worked together on quite a few projects." Takato replied still being vague.

"Hmmm . . . that's funny. Ryo never mentioned that on any of his visits," Rika replied turning in her seat to give Ryo a suspicious glare as Jeri joined in from beside him.

Chuckling, Takato came to his friend's aid. "Calm down, you can see one of the projects Ryo and I have worked on right now." Takato said this as he came to a stop in front of a house.