Hello people of fanfiction, this is my first Digimon fic, hope you enjoy.


Rika Nonaka wasn't a morning person by any means, but she could tell almost from the moment she woke up that today was going to be particularly bad.

Maybe it was the headache she had that felt like someone was smashing a hammer against her skull.

Maybe it was the fact that just opening her eyes caused to light from the window to almost blind her.

But if you were to ask her, she would probably say that she knew the moment that she found someone else laying next to her.

He had a look of shock on his face that probably mirrored Rika's own, as if he was thinking the same thing she was.

What the heck is going on?


Takato Matsuki was often described as the guy who could put a positive spin to almost any situation, be it being late to class (better late than never right), a wild digimon attack (at least we know we're not out of a job as tamers), his friend Henry falling down and breaking his arm (now you can work with the other one and make it stronger).

However, even he was having a hard time figuring out the positives of waking up next to another person with a headache and no memory about the night before.

That was when she decided to wake up...

What the heck is going on?


Henry Wong found mornings to be extremely peaceful, his partner Terriermon would still be asleep by the time he woke up as would his sister and her partner, it was one of the rare moments during the day he could enjoy some silence from the lot.

Most mornings.

Of course most mornings he wasn't woken up by the sound of high-pitched screaming followed by his face being introduced to the floor.

Thud "Oooowww..." he muttered as he pushed himself up off the ground.

Why is it so cold in here? he thought as he shivered slightly.

He heard a slight gasping sound and turned to see a girl looking at him from on top of the bed.

"Jeri?" he asked confused.

Jeri Katou sat on the bed with a look of shock mix with horror, holding a blanket to her chest.

It was then that Henry put the pieces together, his eyes widening when it hit him...

...neither one of them was wearing close.


Rika's scream had almost made Takato deaf.

The fact it had been so high-pitched alone had almost done it, but did she have to do it next to his head.

The girls reaction was justified, in Takato's opinion, by the fact that neither of them were wearing any clothes.

He also agreed that her reaction to Ryo running into the room asking what was going on (she made time fly as Terriermon would say) was about what would have been expected from most people.

He, of course, would say his reaction of rolling off the bed onto his stomach and covering his head with a pillow for protection was perfectly fine.

The sound of the door being slammed shut told him with certainty Ryo had left the room, and the sound of clothes being moved around told him Rika was still in the room.

"Get your clothes on gogglehead," came Rika's voice after a few moments, "You've got a lot of explaining to do."

The door opened and closed.

Takato was filled with more dread at that moment than ever in his 17 year old life.


Upon his ground breaking discovery, Henry had found and thrown on his clothes in a matter of heartbeats, and quickly rushed out of the room, all the while blushing like mad.

That was just all kinds of strange, he thought as he walked through (what he assumed to be) Rika's house, What happened last night, the last thing I remember is showing up here for the party we had all decided to throw and then everything is hazy after that.

His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed Ryo ducking out of the way as a digital alarm clock comes flying out of the door the 'Digimon King' was standing in, Ryo quickly retreated out of the room and down the hall, and Henry saw a very angry Rika wrapped in a blanket slam the door close.

"What was that about?" Henry asked the older boy when he had caught up to him.

"I don't know, I heard a scream, and went to check what it was," Ryo replied, "opened the door, next thing I knew an alarm clock was flying at me."

The two boys entered the living room, where all the digimon (as well as Kenta) had apparently spent the night.

The only one who wasn't asleep at the moment was Renamon.

"Good morning," she said.

"If you can call it that," Ryo muttered.

"I told you all not to drink any more of that punch," the fox digimon said, "but none of you listened to me."

"Wait, punch?" Henry asked, "What about the punch?"

"Kazu mixed something into it last night," Renamon answered, "by the time I found out the effects of what he had put in it, you all had most of it drank and were acting...different."

"Different how?" Henry asked, afraid to know the answer.

"Ryo for the most part was normal, only later passing out in the kitchen, you, Henry, clung to Jeri like a lost puppy, Rika and Takato disappeared after some time, as later did you and Jeri, and Kazu passed out in the bathroom tub, Kenta was the only one who didn't drink the punch."

"Wait, Rika and Takato disappeared?" Ryo asked.

"Yes, why?" Renamon asked confused.

"That poor child," Ryo said, "I don't think we'll be seeing him in one piece ever again."

"What do you mean?" the confused digimon asked.

"If what Kazu mixed with the punch is what I think it is," the senior tamer said, "then Takato may end up being brutally murdered before the end of the day."

Henry quickly caught on to what he was saying.

"You don't think Kazu would spike the punch with alcohol do you?" he asked.

"Knowing how Kazu can get, I wouldn't be surprised," Ryo responded.


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