Disclaimer: The characters used in this story are owned by the people that truly made them, except for the OC's I put in.

A new fic project that has been in my head for quite some time. A Takato/Harem fic that is a multi-anime fused crossover. Characters from other anime will be involved but will be part of the Tamer-verse instead of their own. However I have found ways to make it possible for a number of things to stick, and you will have to read on to find out what I mean. This is indeed a Takato/Harem, though there will be others included. When the time comes I'll point out the ones that will gain a harem at the end note.

Generation of Tamers

Prologue

Every tale has a beginning, every hero has an origin, and those allied to help heroes may not have been all good to begin with, same goes for the main hero and/or heroine themselves. This story tells the tale of a teenage boy who used to be a big fan of Digimon that he used to play the card game with friends until time passed and they packed away their cards for good. However, what he and everyone don't know is that what is supposed to be a fictional franchise of merchandise and a TV show is actually something very real that took time to come. A boy by the name of Takato Matsuki, 16 years old, will see he is no ordinary person because of what destiny has in store for him, perhaps more on him than others, and it all started 7 years ago.

Shinjuku Park

A young girl at the age of 9 sat on a park bench, hazel eyes blankly stared at adults enjoy time with their children her age or older, children and teenagers playing with friends and adults converse with others. She has shoulder length, pale blonde hair, a red t-shirt, beige trousers and white shoes. Nobody was with her, no mother, father, sister or brother, not even a pet or friend, but from the looks of it she didn't care.

It's like she is analysing the people that came to her sight for reasons she did not show due to lack of emotions and body signs. Those that notice whisper on how lonely she is, children even called her weird. People that were there long enough would know she has sat in that spot for an hour and a half without a budge. It seems she gives off a vibe to allow no child to go up and ask her to play, the same for adults that wish to ask whether or not someone is with her so help can be given.

"Hello… Why are you sitting here on your own?"

An unexpected voice that did not make a frightful jump happen, her head moves right to see a boy her age leaning forward on the side of the bench. Short chocolate brown hair, light red eyes, a big smile and wearing grey shorts, blue t-shirt and black and white shoes. Instead of an answer, the girl stares in silence, unclear on the purpose why he's here.

Lack of an answer made him ask a different question after a minute. "Do you want to play tag or hide and seek?" Again he receives silence, though by the looks of it she didn't understand what he meant because the question brought a reaction by her confused features and tilt of the head.

Due to the sight of her loneliness he felt nervous to go over to put an end to it. After some encouragement from his mother that is watching from an acceptable distance, he gained the courage needed to go up and at least try to make conversation. Right now it seems he is getting nowhere with that, so he may as well throw caution to the wind for what came next. He rushes in front of her, eyes following his every move at the time, still without a word, though a look of surprise broke her emotionless streak once he took her left hand, a big grin on his face. "Let's go play tag! Come on, it'll be fun."

The girl didn't seem to want to leave the bench by how she puts up a fight to remain. However the boy musters up strength one his age is capable to muster to be able to use both hands to pull instead of one. Her free hand had a hold of the park furniture, possibly feeling for the first time frustration because of this one person. She finally gave up and releases her grip, sending the kids to the ground.

It wasn't much of a painful impact, although the added weight on him didn't help. A moan came from the boy whose face is scrunched and eyes closed tight as the girl stares, looking unhappy at what happened.

"Dummy…"

The girl didn't think to move off after she sat up, eyes half closed whilst the person responsible stares in confusion, unsure what he heard actually came from her.

The mother witnessed the whole ordeal, thinking her son had gone a bit far trying to force the child off the bench just to play, but then it became funny that a giggle could not be contained at the cute end result. "Takato, I wonder about you sometimes on how you act."

"What did you say?" Takato asks the girl that hasn't moved off him yet.

She didn't want to say anything to begin with, the word came out spontaneously. No eye contact was made as she said with a small frown. "I said you're a dummy… I wanted to be by myself."

Takato, now confused at the reason, asks a different question. "But why be on your own on a nice day? Don't you have friends to enjoy it with, or your mom and dad?"

Silence came for a short while till she decided to reply, the brunette being patient during the wait. "I don't have any friends, and my parents are to busy to play with me."

It made Takato's head tilt, not sure how someone like her would not have a single friend. A quick decision came to mind that brought on a big grin, it got her curious until he spoke his reason for it. "I can be your friend!"

She wasn't sure whether to take it as the truth or a joke. Able to detect honesty in his voice, it is believed to be the former, now unsure what to do in the experience of acceptance for this sort of thing.

Watching from a bench placed afar were a man and woman, the former looking through a newspaper while the latter wrote in a green notebook. They're both in their mid thirties, the man is medium built, wearing blue jeans, brown shoes, a white t-shirt, has blue eyes with black sunglasses over them and short blonde hair. Now and then he takes a look to see how the girl is doing, a little amused at the sight of her and the unknown child.

The woman notices with a sideways glance, having long black hair in a ponytail, brown eyes, light tanned skin, wearing grey trousers, black shoes, a white buttoned shirt with a couple buttons undone and sleeves rolled up. "Wipe that smile off your face. We're here to work, remember? That includes her." She says it with a calm expression, and tone of voice being the type for work rather a person that enjoys herself.

He goes back to the paper, going to the next page while unaffected by her tone. "The task is to observe and take notes on what actions she makes while in a populated environment to help the doctor further the experiment. I have a feeling that boy can help."

Her eyes went to the two kids, seeing them finally get to their feet. The boy didn't mind the lack of assistance as he helped himself up. One thought came to mind that was made out loud. "Remind me why we didn't bug Canaan so we can listen to every word."

The sports page came next when the reply came. "You were there for the full briefing while I busily got the equipment ready for the apartment. You gave me the notes to look over, remember?"

Finished for now with the notebook, she closed then lays it on her lap, eyes the same as it is her turn to respond. "That I remember." Realisation then dawns on her to ask, a frown aimed at him. "Wait a minute. Does that mean you didn't read them?"

"Of course I did… the part about the mission anyway. You didn't have to write down every word of it, just what I needed to know." All he receives for a response is a shrug, not bothering to look because he didn't want to look away from the newspaper at an article that got his attention.

"Let's play tag!" Takato exclaims happily at the fun idea, only to get a confused tilt of the head as a response.

"What's tag?"

It was now his turn to be confused, also disbelieved on what he just heard. "You haven't played tag before?"

Head now straighten, expression going back to emotionless, she said. "I don't know what it is."

That brought Takato's mouth ajar, never met anyone that doesn't know what tag is, so another suggestion came from his mouth. "How about hide and seek?" A head shake came as a reply that furthered his surprise. However it didn't discourage him by the big smile that formed. "Then it's your lucky day, I can teach you! What's your name?"

"Canaan."

He chuckles, a new name to come across that's a little odd, but nevertheless it didn't change his mind. Not affected by how humorous her name sounds, Canaan stood there and waits. "Okay, Canaan. First I do this." Her eyes follow as he taps her left shoulder before the rest of the instructions got voiced. "You're it. You chase me, tag me, and we do it over until we had enough. So you're it!"

Canaan blinks at the boy as he runs off for, like, half a minute till she decided to chase after him without a word.

The two observers did not see this coming. The man had finished his newspaper that's folded between them, arms spread on the back rest as he stares at the game Canaan got involved in. The intrigued woman gained a raised brow before she opens the notebook to write down the new development.

While she does that, her partner says. "Gee, the boy's helping. Who could've predicted this, I wonder." obviously in a sarcastic tone. Sarcasm she ignores because of thoughts in her head on how the doctor might find this interesting to know. Perhaps the man was right, maybe the boy can be of use to them.

Speaking of the man, he took notice of a woman observing the two kids like they are doing, her motives not the same as theirs from the looks of it. He mentally deduced the woman to be the boy's mother and therefore left her alone, though he will keep an eye on her just in case he's mistaken.

"…" No words came out as Canaan tags the boy on the back, being at this game for a while now. Takato felt the touch, not mind the lack of verbal acknowledgement that normally follows whenever played with others, but it would be nice to give one now and then.

Anticipating what he is about to do, Canaan immediately jumps back to be out of reach of the hand after he spun round, doing it till at a safe distance. She felt an unfamiliar sensation that it brought a tug to her lips.

The sight of it got Takato to stop and smile. "Are you having fun?" The question may have ruined the mood because the smile went away, her expression serious to hide the foreign emotion. It seems the mood to play went away also because she refused to run to avoid the tag to the arm, and eye contact is on the ground instead of the boy.

The man and woman on the bench didn't like the looks of it. It seemed Canaan was having fun, then her mood changed by the expression and posture made out from their position. An assumption came to mind that something maybe wrong and hoped it didn't cause problems where their cover could get blown.

"What's wrong?" Takato asks worriedly, going in for a closer look. At first he tried to recommence the game by pretending to be it again, hand out to get her to run, however the lack of reaction wasn't a good sign so he went with a different attempt.

Canaan turns away as a forward bent Takato tries to look her in the eye, worry still on his face. Before he could speak, Takato receives a hand to the forehead that made him confused. Eye contact now made, a blank expression replaces the serious one, she said. "Tag…"

"Did she…?"

"She did…"

"So we aren't seeing…"

"No, it was real."

The woman spoke first in disbelief, her comrade able to anticipate what was going to be said so he could respond before she finishes each sentence. Never had they witnessed this during tests, therefore its worth to write down whenever the woman was ready to do so after she snapped out of it. It shouldn't bring this level of reaction because it's to do with a normal girl that should feel the same emotions like others her age… Then again, this isn't an ordinary person they are dealing with.

For 35 minutes, the two allowed Canaan to continue the game, at some point it changed to hide and seek after tag became a bore for Takato and loss of interest for Canaan. When it came time to go, because a number of people saw them seated, a call was made to have someone arrive to pretend to be Canaan's relative so she can be picked up.

"Thank you very much in keeping my niece company. She tends to get out on her own without notice. Her parents are at work and I didn't want them to get worried sick." A long haired blond, pretty woman said in complete gratitude. She's in her early thirties with blue eyes, wearing white trousers, same coloured shoes and a tucked in pink buttoned shirt with rolled up sleeves.

Canaan stood next to the woman that had a gentle hold on her left shoulder as she converses with Takato and his mother, who not long joined them shortly after the woman's arrival. Mie Matsuki smiles, partly glad to see someone finally came for the girl. "Oh, it was nothing. I'm sure Takato didn't mind since he made a new friend today. Isn't that right, sweetie." She looks down to see the boy happily nod.

The lady smiles, a bow given before she said. "I'm sure I can make a fib to Canaan's parents on how they met to avoid trouble. If it's okay with you, Mrs Matsuki, may I have your phone number? I'm sure you'll get along well with them since the kids are on friendly terms."

Since they don't have a pen or paper, the number was given verbally. As that happened, the two still on the bench continue to observe. The woman became unpleased at what was supposed to be a quick extraction, not extend it to a friendly conversation. "What is that agent doing? I specifically told her to move in, collect the child, then leave."

Unlike her, the man knew what was going on and kindly explains. "She doesn't want to make it quick and suspicious. It's best to take your time when it comes to socialising, even in this line of work when out in the field."

"Bye Canaan! Hope we play again tomorrow."

They hear and see Takato wave to said person as the two depart, Canaan did not return the gesture. It got the woman to comment in the form of a question. "What did the kid mean by that?"

"Let's go find out with agent Lennox. First, I'm going for coffee."

…

In an apartment somewhere in Shinjuku, while the trio have a meeting in the kitchen, Canaan laid on the bed in her room. Because of what it is used for and never expecting company, the bedroom is empty, no furniture, posters, toys and games, not even a good colour for the walls, just a bed, pillow, sheet, quilt and dark, thick curtains that are closed.

Canaan stares at the ceiling, going through what happened at the park rather spy on the adults to find out what they're talking about. The hand used to tag Takato after tricking him to let his guard down was raised. Silence filled the room as her eyes focused on the hand for some time, something that shouldn't be of interest, but to her it is because what she went through today was for the first time. Not only that, what Mrs Matsuki referred to them as got her to think about the subject a bit more.

"Friend…"

Today brought some unexpected things since she met Takato, it got Canaan to think out loud. "I wonder if I'll see him again…" Perhaps she could bring it up as a topic with the agents assigned to be her carers. It would be their decision entirely on whom or what is used for the tests.

Fortunately the meeting came to an end where it was decided that Takato will assist in Canaan's social skills, unknowingly of course, so the girl didn't have to bring it up later on. However it had to be given the green light by the person in charge of them, and the suggestion came as acceptance to the limit of a year stay rather months. There is a possibility the child may learn and/or gain new emotions in the process. To her temporary carer's irritation that had to play the role of adopted parents, it meant they have to pose as a married couple. All paperwork had been perfectly made along with photos, rings, jobs and suitable backstories to keep up the illusion.

Canaan got her wish to see Takato after her 'mother' got in touch with Mrs Matsuki to arrange the appropriate time for the kids to play when at the Matsuki residence, which turned out to be both a home and bakery for the family. The first time Canaan came over, a certain woman was found to have a sweet tooth.

"Mmmm, you and Takeshiro are terrific bakers, Mie, to have made this." The female agent said in delight before devouring a piece of chocolate cake with strawberry frosting that was on her fork.

After closing time came, the two arrived so the kids can have fun while the adult's converse. They sat at the table in the kitchen, Mie and her husband, Takeshiro, on one side, their guest on the other, each with a plate of cake and a cup of coffee, a fourth plate placed in the middle so they can help themselves to more. Because of the day being warm, sunny and clear, everyone in the room had t-shirts and trousers.

Takeshiro chuckles at the reaction the result of baking had caused, able to make a small joke out of it. "Had we known we were going to have a sweet tooth over there would've been a bit more to choose from."

Although the type to stick to her job and act out the part when necessary, how she is now is no act, probably not even her partner would be able to tell. A waved hand of dismissal occurs to show its fine. "This is plenty. I can't remember the last time I had something so sweet like this cake."

After a sip of coffee, Mie said with a smile. "It's a shame your husband couldn't come, he might've liked it the same as you."

His whereabouts is the apartment. The explanation for his absence is that he's at work so as to keep the guise of a married couple going, in actuality he's looking over some reports. He isn't the type to slack off like her so there was no need to phone in. "Yes, a shame. If it's okay, I would like to take a couple pieces home so he and Canaan can enjoy it." She is unsure whether or not the girl will try it, but it is worth a go.

However Mie has something different in-store for the 'family'. "I'll bake you a whole cake and deliver it to your place, free of charge. You can even take what's left of that after we're done." Pointing to what's left on the plate in the middle.

After their guest verbalised her thanks and a positive comment on the kindness for the delicious treat, Takeshiro decides now to bring up. "Canaan looked as if she didn't know what cake was when she saw this one."

An unexpected thing to say that required a quickly thought up explanation, but fortunately help came from Mie by pointing out. "I wonder how those two are upstairs. They've been quiet after Takato took Canaan up there."

Takato's Bedroom

The children are on the floor watching TV that's on a wooden stand on the upper left corner of the room, a DVD player underneath along with a games console next to it. A high bed is on the right side of the room that has a few shelves underneath housing comics, school books, DVD's, some video games, and a schoolbag on the side. A desk is on the opposite side that has a shoebox with the lid off to reveal a messy collection of Digimon cards, and a closet is next to the desk where he got the box from.

Canaan tilts her head, going through some cards she gathered for a closer look, taking her time to analyse each one. She found the design of the drawn creatures remarkable, and the attacks, effects, even the Digivolution requirements for those labelled Champion and Ultimate she had seen to be interesting enough to give the game a go. 'Digimon… Huh.'

While she looks through the rest before doing it again, Takato laid on his stomach next to her, arms propped to keep his head up as he watches the first season of the Digimon show with a smile. Canaan's eyes tore away from the cards to the screen at the sound of an explosion. Her mind is un-decisive to have Takato explain the instructions of the game now, or wait until the episode is finished then do so. However sooner is better than later. "Takato."

The sound of his name didn't snap him out of it, though a few knocks to the top of his head certainly did the trick, especially on the little strength used to make it a success. He broke eye contact with the television whilst rubbing the spot. "What was that for?"

Instead of a reply to the question, Canaan asks her own with the cards held up to show. "Will you teach me how to play?"

Takato got up to sit cross legged, the nearby remote grabbed to put the show on mute so there won't be much of a distraction. "I not long started using the instruction book. I wanted to wait till I got good cards to build a strong deck to practise on."

Seeing his friend give a downcast look at the cards, a handy suggestion came to mind. "You know, I have enough to make a deck, and I do have the instruction book. How about we help each other learn it?"

Canaan blinks at the grin on his face before the boy went for the box on the desk. After the deck was built, not perfect since its purpose is only for practise, their time was spent helping one another to know the game. The way it worked was one used the deck while the other had the instructions to look over and read some of it out loud to help remind the previous reader. Canaan seems to have absorbed the knowledge quicker by the lack of time spent on the book than Takato, the latter hadn't noticed due to his complete focus on the task still in progress.

The duo lost track of time till a knock came to the door that snapped them at attention. Takato calls out to the person on the other side. "Come in."

Mie reveals herself after the door opens, both curious and worried at what the kids were doing. The worry portion went away and relief took over at the sight of them safe and unharmed due to the lack of sound and appearance from both over time. "What have you kids been up to the entire time?"

"Helping each other learn the Digimon card game." Canaan casually replies, holding up one of the cards removed from her hand, being her turn to use the deck.

Mie nods, of course not a fan of the franchise and gained some information about it thanks to Takato. The other reason on why she came up now became known. "Okay. Canaan, Sylvie says it's time to go."

It didn't cause a reaction from said girl, but Takato was different by the disappointment in his voice. "Does she have to, mom?"

An apologetic smile she gave to him. "Sorry, honey. You both have been up here for some time, and Canaan has to go home at some point." The way the friends exchange eye contact got Mie to think up out loud. "I'll ask Sylvie if it's okay to have her sleepover for tonight. All she'll need is pyjamas, unless you're okay to share yours, Takato."

As the boy happily nods with a smile, a confused Canaan tilts her head then asks. "What's a sleepover?" Canaan had never taken part in one or told about it, thus why she asked.

Mother and son didn't expect the question. Children her age would've gone through at least one sleepover, but from the expression and sound of it Canaan hasn't done one. Rubbing her chin, Mie said. "I'll explain later, Canaan. Give me a few minutes." She closes the door to go talk to Sylvie.

When she got downstairs, laughter can be heard from Takeshiro and Sylvie because of whatever was said to make it happen. Sylvie stops at the sight of Mie, the absence of Canaan brought a brow to arch. She didn't have to speak because the baker woman beat her to it in the form of a question. "Is it okay for Canaan to sleepover tonight?"

Brow still up, Sylvie knew Canaan couldn't have suggested it due to no knowledge on what a sleepover is. Unsure whether or not it's a good idea, she voices a little concern. "I don't know. It would be her first one and I'm not sure how she would handle it."

"All the more reason for her to partake in this one, I think." Takeshiro spoke that got her attention. "You know Canaan will be in good hands, and it'll be just her and Takato so it can be a start in case she gets uncomfortable with more kids around."

The fake parents never enrolled Canaan in school, saying to people that she's being home schooled by one or the other depending on the schedule made, not sure how she would be in a populated structure on her own, such as school. Now that she thinks about it, a sleepover at the Matsuki's shouldn't be bad. The family have been nothing but kind where it hasn't brought negative results from the girl, so it couldn't hurt.

With closed eyes and a soft inhale of breath, Sylvie opens them and asks. "Can I have a word with Canaan to see how she feels about it?"

Seeing no harm in it, Mie nods before she left to fetch her. While gone, Takeshiro assures the woman with a smile. "Not to worry. Canaan will have fun on her first sleepover, even if she doesn't show it."

A small smile emerged along with a nod, not going to say a word till Mie returns with the child. When she did, the 'mother' excused them for the use of the bakery to have a private chat. Takato came down also to hear what his friend has to say, hopeful that she'll agree to stay over.

It didn't take long for them to return, neither her nor Sylvie's expressions gave away the made decision. After a short silence, Takeshiro looks round the room at each person, no one was going to talk it would seem so he may as well. "So, Canaan, are you going to go through with your first sleepover?"

Said girl gives a brief look at Sylvie, who made no eye contact because the decision was the child's alone to make for this one. "Yes. I think it will turn out to be… fun."

The rest of the day turned out nice for Canaan. Thankfully Sylvie made a quick trip to the apartment to fetch whatever the girl would need so Takato didn't have to share some of his stuff. The year limit spent for the two agents did not have much going on, but for Canaan it was memorable with Takato's help. The time she wasn't around to make keepsake memories was her birthday and Christmas for reasons that weren't truthful to the boy and his parents, though she did go through the experience of Halloween for the first time. A lot of times she didn't show emotional results, but it was told by her good friend that she liked a number of things they did. Although un-eventful for the agents, they did gain valuable data on what the year has done for Canaan to take back to wherever they're based.

When the day came to finally move away, a heartfelt goodbye took place outside their apartment complex as the movers place the last furniture in the truck. Although the stuff they put away are normal, whatever the agents brought not meant for civilian eyes had already gone during the night where not a lot of people would be around.

"It's only been a year since we met and already you're moving away for a new job." Takeshiro said as Duncan closes the back of the car after a double check to make sure what was packed away by the 'family' was accounted for.

He shrugs, now turning to face the baker. "What can I say, buddy? The pay is good and I can work at home there than what I did here, so I'm able to spend some more time with the family."

While the two men talk, the women were doing the same on the left side of the vehicle. Mie hands Sylvie a covered up disposable plate. "Here you go. I know you have the recipe and can bake one yourself, but I thought it would be nice to do one to help celebrate your new place."

Kindly accepting it, the woman smiles at what it could be. "Is it the first cake I had when at the bakery? I think that was my favourite out of the others. Although with your baking it's hard to choose which one to like best."

Mie softly laughs at the compliment, trying to hide the sadness about the departure. Sylvie did the same, although it could be her acting skills in affect.

For the kids on the opposite side, Takato had both hands behind his back, looking nervous with head down as Canaan blinks, the emotion of sadness still a stranger to her, excluding the meaning. Takato has on for today a red t-shirt, grey cargo shorts, a pair of black sweatbands and red and white trainers. Canaan's attire consists of what she had on the first day she and Takato met at the park, basically her usual clothes from what people notice her wear almost everyday.

He wasn't sure at what point to give his goodbye gift, so words will do to start off with. "So, uhh… it's not going to be right without you around. I hope you visit or call some time."

Canaan nods, quite sure on what to say. "Mom and dad may want the same from your parents. They've become good friends during our stay."

"Like us, huh?" A happy grin adorns his face after he said that. Canaan wants to return the gesture, a small smile is all that can be mustered, that'll do as she nods in agreement.

Silence came over them, now being the appropriate time to hand over the gift. "Umm, I want you to have this." He brought the object forward to Canaan's curious gaze, turning to confusion at what it is.

In Takato's cupped hands is a silver locket in the shape and size of a trading card. During walks alone Canaan passed by shop windows that held such jewellery in gold or silver material, even came across an antiques place that had similar items in intriguing designs and colour. This seems to be one of them, being held by a chain that's long enough for around her neck.

"My dad said his dad collected a lot of stuff, and this was one of them. I helped clean out a box, found this and thought it would be great to hold this." The boy paused to open it to reveal a Waspmon Digimon card. As Canaan stares, eyes slightly wide at the time, Takato continues to speak. "I think you liked this card more than the others, right? So I want you to have mine, that way you won't forget the fun times we had together."

Canaan reaches out as Takato closes it with a click, taking it into her hand then brought it close to her heart. Late birthday and Christmas gifts she received from the boy, his parents, even some of his friends didn't make her feel the way she is now because of this. It will be her personal possession to keep safe where nothing will happen to it.

Takato smiles at the reaction after it was taken, also relieved that she likes it. What happened next came as a surprise, Canaan moved quickly to embrace him, unexpected because he can't remember the last time she did this… or the first for that matter.

"Aw, look at that, Takeshiro." Mie said, unable to contain herself at the cute scene. Both parents watched it happen while out of sight to not disturb the kids as they say goodbye for the last time.

Sylvie raised a brow and Duncan didn't seem to care, Canaan never showed affection such as this. Sylvie made a mental note to add it with the rest of the information they've gathered over the year.

After they parted, Canaan said, locket clutched to her heart again. "Thank you for the gift, and I won't forget… Goodbye Takato."

Takato stood in place as his friend makes her way round to her 'parents', unable to see or hear them have a conversation. He didn't realise his mom and dad were by him till Takeshiro puts a hand on his left shoulder so they can move behind the car to not get in the way.

After a final goodbye the trio got into the vehicle, Duncan being in the driver seat, Sylvie in the passenger side and Canaan behind them. The man lowers the window to adjust the mirror a little so he can see the Matsuki family. Canaan wasn't the only one to make friends during the stay. "I'm going to miss this. Sure it was work, but at least we met good people in the process."

Sylvie didn't say a word, eyes on the rear view mirror to look at for the last time the parents they friended over the year. A fond memory played that caused her head to shake to be rid of it. Duncan noticed and chose not to ask, putting it down as a minor thing.

Time skip: 2 years later.

It's around the time of summer holidays. The Matsuki's decided to close the bakery for a week to spend family time on a camping trip in a forest somewhere outside the city. Takato's parents had gone through it when they were young so weren't strangers to things such as making campfires, watch out for things like poison ivy and types of berries, and proper way to fish. Whatever they learnt was given to Takato so he would have knowledge on what to do should he try it in future without them.

Two dome shaped purple tents were put up next to each other, Takato being in the second. As the parents sleep they are unaware of the boy's curiosity when night comes. The fire had long gone out by the amount of dirt atop of burnt wood, not a sound made except chirps from some insects and the movement of leaves from a breeze.

Takato opens the flap enough to make sure the coast was clear before he unzips it the rest of the way to exit it then closes the flap. For tonight he has on grey cargo pants, a dark blue hoodie to keep warm and black trainers, his hair not changed in style. Looking at his parent's tent, the boy sneakily departs the campsite to have a walk, remembering to take a flashlight before he left the tent.

He felt adventurous than nervous right now. Light shone from the hand held item as he walks passed trees and bushes, unable to see any forms of danger so far, just the sound of a distanced owl and some insects. A short time later the light came to a tree that held a couple squirrels that scurried off in fright the second it caught them. Around this time there doesn't seem to be much to catch Takato's interest, unable to think why he decided to do this in the first place.

'I must be stupid to think I'd find something at this time…' He thought, acknowledging what he's been doing was a waste of time. When he decided to make his way back to camp, a faint flicker of light caught his eye that occurred at a distance. At first Takato thought he imagined it, but when it happened again for a little longer it made his earlier thought get retracted. "Huh, maybe I was wrong."

He made a run towards it, the torch aimed at the ground so he can avoid whatever comes into the light. Once close enough he could make out the light to be fire, unsure on what it could be to have it go out then quickly emerge as it is still doing for short lengths of time. Takato eventually came to a stop behind a tree, eyes focused up ahead that the torch wasn't needed it would seem.

In the middle of a grass and dried dirt covered clearing, a slim girl stood in the night wearing blue jean material shorts, a black t-shirt, red and white sneakers and a pair of black, metal-clad gloves with an X on the back of the hands. She has short length brown, spiky hair, orange eyes and looks to be his age. Despite the sweat, the temperature doesn't seem to bother her as she brushed some hair that didn't do much to make it tidy. But out of all, the oddest sight is the flame at the front of her hair that isn't spreading, nor does it cause a reaction from her.

The atmosphere around her is warm, the opposite compared to what Takato felt even though it isn't much, barely able to feel the heat due to it going away. A couple good questions came to mind: One being the sources location, it had to be the flame alone because there wasn't an extinguished campfire or any type of tool to make it possible. The other question is to do with said flame on how it was possible for it to be on her head without spreading throughout the body and cause intense pain.

Her left arm wipes away sweat from her brow before she stretches both limbs upward then side to side, eyes closed at the time she said. "I should've brought a drink after a work out like that." Able to feel her mouth going dry, the option to bring water did not come to mind, however she'd prefer fruity flavoured refreshments anyway. "Well, time to…"

"Um, excuse me."

An unexpected voice made the girl jump in fright. She spun in the speaker's direction to see it to be a boy wielding a torch. Unable to remove the gloves and hide them while he's around, she chose to play it cool for now. "Hello… what are you doing here?" she asks out of curiosity that got the boy's head to tilt.

Takato points to her clothes, a question given instead of an answer. "Shouldn't I say that to you because of what you're wearing? You're sweating, and that's not a good thing with this chill."

Despite his kindness in pointing that out, she folds her arms and raised a brow. "Thanks for the concern, but I can handle a little cold. And I asked first. You should answer my question before you give your own."

Takato may as well do as she says. "I'm just going for a walk to see if there's a difference with the forest at night. So far I found it to be quiet and a bore."

Posture not changed, she said to make him go back to wherever he came from. "It's not a good idea to be out here at night regardless of how peaceful and quiet things are. You could get eaten by some hungry animal, or worse." She includes an imitation of said type of animal by having both hands up like claws and made the appropriate facial expression.

The boy looked confused, head tilted again as he asks. "There's something worse than being eaten? What are they?" now interested to know. Instead of a list, Takato watches her head shake after a face-palm.

"Okay, how about this," She said, not in the mood to discuss the matter further. "We start over. What's your name?"

"Takato Matsuki."

A smile to the boy at the progress already made. "Now, do you live somewhere in the forest?"

Takato shakes his head. "I'm on a camping trip with my parents… They're asleep so they don't know I left."

With an exhale through the nose and arms folded, she now said to hopefully get rid of him. "I hate to be rude, but can you go back there before some wild animal pops out to get you? Or one of your parents might wake up, check on you to find you're gone and cause a panic."

Although good reasons to get going, the boy didn't budge due to a question that came out. "What about you? You didn't give me your name or why you're alone in the forest."

It wasn't a mistake she didn't introduce herself, being hopeful it didn't come to it and he would just go. However now it was said she may as well do it, able to use forgetfulness as an excuse as she rubs the back of her head. "Good point, I must've forgotten. My name's Tsunayuki Sawada, Tsuna for short. I came here with my parents and we live in a cabin for our own trip. As for being out this late,I'm looking for a good view of the stars." a straight face made as she points to the sky.

Takato's eyes follow to see a beautiful sight that he hadn't noticed till now, in awe at so many stars thanks to the lack of light pollution to block them out. Tsunayuki likes the reaction, arm lowered at the same time she stares upward to, a smile the whole time.

It seems she didn't want to get rid of him anymore, eyes now on him before she said. "You may as well stick around and keep me company before we have to go. My parents are asleep like yours and can be heavy sleepers when they want to be as long as they haven't got a schedule to keep."

An offer to accept now that he found someone to talk to, although a little worried at the state of attire she has on. "Are you sure you're okay with the cold?" Although he receives an affirmative nod, Takato didn't care as he removes his jacket to reveal a plain white t-shirt.

Surprised at the gesture of the offered clothing, she looks from it to the owner to find his eyes on the sky. Not going to be rude this time, she accepts the jacket without a word till it was put on. "Th-Thank you…" the warmth felt nice that it made her cheeks go a little red.

Fortunately Takato found a way to avoid any awkwardness by using a comment. "This is the first time I've seen the sky filled with stars. Where I live you'd be lucky to catch one or two."

That brought a curious question from the girl, who raised a brow. "Where do you live?"

"At a bakery in Shinjuku."

"Huh, I live in that part of the city. I guess we don't go to the same school otherwise I'd remember you." She said, certain she never seen his face before.

No reason to keep his eyes up anymore, Takato looks at Tsunayuki with a smile. "No, we don't. I would remember someone with the name Tsunayuki because it's the first time I've heard it."

"Tsuna…"

"Huh?" Takato noticed she averted her gaze in shyness so as not to make eye contact when she said it.

Still not looking, Tsuna repeats. "I said Tsuna. You can call me that instead. I don't mind."

A smile emerged on the boy. Now for a curious and confusing question he somehow neglected to ask from the start. "Um, can you answer me one more thing?"

"What's that?"

He points to the still active flame on her hair. "How is your hair on fire like that?" It made Tsuna's eyes widen, completely forgot about that and caused her to freak out a little.

Despite it, a new friendship was made, and the two continued to meet where they see each other at night after able to get away from their parents that peacefully slept the night away. They were able to learn stuff about each other in the process. Unfortunately it all changed on Takato's last night after he was told a secret not meant to be known to the public on the previous night.

The boy's light red eyes widen in awe at the sight of Tsuna performing a series of punches and kicks made to look as if she were dancing. However it wasn't just that being the reason for his trance, it was the flames that engulfed her gloved hands, able to do her best to put on a show for Takato without any damage done to nature from each punch.

Sat against a tree at a safe distance, the boy did not look away from the display. Tsuna was able to perform a little aerial movement that he could never do unless properly trained, which his new friend has gone through. He was informed that she can fly by using her flamed hands, and from the looks of it she is showing a little of that off by how far in the air she's going.

Tsunayuki came to a climax via a sideways spin descent, landing with spread legs, her left arm out at its side and the right aimed at the ground, both fists without the element being active. Also her head is lowered so Takato couldn't see her closed eyes, just the flame on her head that turns out to have a name: the Dying Will Flame.

Flattered at the applause being given, Tsuna has a little red on her cheeks as she stands, unable to tell if it was from the workout/performance or cheer. Not used to praise from someone not affiliated to what she does, a hand went at the back of her neck to rub. "Thanks Takato… I have to admit, my teacher doesn't give me much of a cheer. It's because of him I'm doing this while on vacation." At the same time the Dying Will Flame became extinguished, her gloves glowed red, turning into a pair of black rings with grey markings that have a flame coloured jewel. Takato didn't react unlike the first time, a priceless expression that got Tsunayuki to laugh on that night. "I guess I want to do him and my dad proud that I agreed to do late night training."

The 12 year old can relate. He had a teacher that gave him and a couple friends detention and some extra homework because of the trouble they get into. For that he gives a single shoulder shrug, Tsuna coming over to sit next to him whilst he speaks. "My teacher wasn't easy to get along with because of me turning up late for class, homework not done on time or not good enough for top marks. Fingers crossed that I don't have someone like her when I'm back in school."

Tsuna smiles, now seated by him after she wipes off the sweat on her brow, and regardless of what she might say, once again Takato leant her his jacket. It was fortunate he brought along a spare for the trip otherwise his parents would be a little suspicious on the whereabouts of the one he gave since Tsuna forgot to return it… again. The girl kindly declines the offer. "No thanks. I still haven't returned the first one."

He shrugs, not mind because he thought of a way around it. "You can borrow it until we leave. It's okay to keep the other one as long as I get it back before I head home."

She became acceptant to that, reaching up to take it. However as her fingers touched the sleeve, at unexpected speed it was taken away once Takato was hoisted to his feet by the shirt.

Tsunayuki stares in shock at the familiar person that's at fault in bringing danger to her friend. "Louis, don't! He's my friend, let him go!"

A man in his early forties held a frightened Takato, wearing a black suit, white shirt and black tie underneath his buttoned jacket, however the black, metal-clad boots he has on aren't the type to go with it, especially the yellow energy wings on both sides of the ankles. His dark blue hair is in a military cut, eyes green and glaring into Takato's light red ones with a stern expression.

With his friend in danger, Tsuna ignores the jacket on the ground to help him, not relying on what she learnt or her gloves to help. She uses what strength she has to pull them apart while using words to help, the former not helpful. "He isn't a threat, Louis, so stop!"

After further analysis, Louis' gaze moves onto the girl that did not give up. "Threat or not, you know the rules to do with secrets that must be kept unless permission from the Ninth is given."

"You're scaring the boy, Louis. Listen to Miss Sawada and release him." A womanly voice spoke gently, although there is a hint of threat in the tone. She emerged from the darkness of the trees to Louis' right.

Tsuna broke away at the sound of her voice, relieved to see who it is with a comforting hand to her heart. "Tammy…"

Said woman smiles softly at the girl that is normally a coward in situations such as this, but when someone is in danger and she wants to protect him/her she'll do what is possible to help. "I'm sorry, Miss Sawada, but I must agree with Louis. You haven't gained approval from Ninth for young Matsuki to know about your ring power and the Dying Will Flame." A beautiful woman, early thirties that has long black hair and brown eyes, wearing the same suit as Louis but with proper shoes, slightly pale skin and a single ring that's reverse in colour compared to Tsuna's with a white jewel.

Knowing how she found out about his name, the girl didn't have to ask, head down and a little sadness in her eyes, that sadness may escalate depending what might happen to Takato.

Without a word, Tammy's ring glows before it disappears. The result is her hair gaining a smooth metal hairband and many thin layered tube clips of the same material at the same time her hair turns into yellow energy and eyes became blank. Louis watched this happen, releases his grip on the boy then steps away to give Tammy room to work, gently assisting Tsuna to do the same, who tries to resist.

Still afraid, Takato began to back away when Tammy advanced towards him. Her hair was as if alive due to the way it moved on its own.

"I'm sorry, Mr Matsuki. But you cannot know the life Tsunayuki is a part of, therefore I must do this." She said. Takato came to a stop due to a tree he bumped into.

Not wanting this to happen, Tsuna pleads for it to stop. "Give me time to talk to dad. I trust Takato to keep the secret, Tammy, just give me time!" Louis had to wrap his arms round her to prevent further intervention.

Although regretful for what is about to happen, rules are rules when in employment with the Vongola Famiglia. When in close proximity, two sides of Tammy's energy hair reached out to touch his forehead, and all suddenly went in a flash of white.

"Takato… Takato…!"

A muffled voice that became clearer the more his name was called to make said person open his eyes to the sight of a boy the same age as him with messy, desaturated brown hair sporting an ahoge and has washed-out hazel eyes. His attire consists of a school uniform of dark grey trousers with a belt, black shoes, white buttoned, upturned collared shirt slightly tucked in, red tie and an open black jacket. A school insignia is on the left breast, the design is of a yellow stitched shield with crimson on the inside and a light blue unicorn's head and a pair of wings.

It is the same kind of uniform 16 year old Takato Matsuki has on as he laid on a stone bench that's on the roof of the highly funded Sawada High School. A three storey place that has a connected, separate building on both sides, one holds a gymnasium and archery field, the other has a swimming pool with a skylight roof. Behind the school, past the courtyard, is a running track with an artificial field in the middle for athletic equipment that's stored away with bleachers on both sides, able to use the sizable field for soccer games when needed. There's also a couple tennis courts not far from the track, where as the courtyard the students use for breaks and lunch have some fixed wooden tables and chairs near the cafeteria, and a fountain in the centre of the yard surrounded by flowers and stone benches. Trees and flowers are planted in various spots to give a relaxed atmosphere. The fenced roof is accessible where a few stone benches are placed, including a couple A/C units that are out of the way of students that choose to have lunch there or do homework in peace.

Takato blinks at the teen that moved away so he can sit up, leg propped for his arm to rest on. "You want something, Makoto?" Some time ago he cut his hair short enough to keep it in a messy fashion.

Not going to take a seat since there's no room, Makoto Naegi pockets his hands with a raised a brow. "I could be a curious friend and would like to know what kept you up. You've dozed off in class for a bit and this is the third time I found you asleep."

Moving to sit properly, Takato leans forward with folded arms on his thighs. Makoto takes the available spot as the explanation came. "It's some dream I've been having that's a blur. I don't know why but it gave me stuff to think about."

Out of curiosity, his friend asks. "What kind of stuff would a blurry dream give you to think about?"

A brief silence occurred, patiently awaiting the answer. "I don't know how I can tell, but I don't think it was a dream."

Makoto's head tilts in confusion on what else it could be. "You think it was a memory?"

That thought did come to the red eyed teen's mind, head aimed at the sky as he ponders the assumption further. How can it be a memory if he has trouble to remember even a little of it?

Unbeknownst to the two, someone was watching from behind the slightly open door that led to the staircase, a woman in a black suit that has long black hair, eyes concealed via black sunglasses and both hands pocketed in her trousers.

Flashback

Louis loosened his hold to allow Tsuna to break free then rush to Takato as he fell while unconsciousness, able to catch him before he completely hit the ground as Tammy moved away to allow it. His added weight brought Tsuna to her knees.

Although he is okay, the girl couldn't help but worry, also feel depressed at what she lost tonight… a friend. Silence fell upon the trio, the adults willingly left to give Tsunayuki time alone before one escorts her to the cabin while the other returns Takato to the campsite.

Tammy and Louis ceased their ring powers as they walked, the latters being a pair, same colours as hers with different markings and yellow jewels. Louis was able to notice something off earlier. "You took a while to remake that boy's memory. Does it mean you looked into his future once you were done?"

Although not happy at what she did, a job is a job when it comes to secrecy. Nonetheless, it didn't stop a short giggle to come out. "We've worked together long enough for you to understand the length of time it takes while in a person's mind. I'm impressed."

It didn't cause an emotion to form from him, just more talk. "Miss Sawada would've noticed also if she wasn't distracted."

"That's the way she is when it comes to friends. I'm a bit surprised how fast she came to trust Mr Matsuki in knowing of the X Gloves. He intrigued me that I couldn't help but take a peak into his future after I finished with his memories."

Actually curious about what she saw, he asks. "What did you see?"

Having been through a number of minds and have seen a lot of things, what she saw in Takato's future brought a smirk. "Enough to know Takato Matsuki is someone that shouldn't be taken lightly. I may have to talk to the boss about keeping an eye on him."

Louis raised a brow at that. "You speak as if he'll become some kind of threat to request surveillance."

The smirk hadn't gone, a sideways stare to the man, she said. "Actually it's the opposite. He may become a valuable ally. However tonight wasn't right for him to know everything. Give it time, who can tell where his fate will end up."

Louis came to a stop, a stoic expression for what he said. "Only you know where it will lead."

Going on a little further before she stopped, Tammy turns enough so he can see an amused grin. "I didn't say I saw all of his future. It was just enough to find him of interest."

Present Day

By the time the memory was over, the person that is Tammy continued to observe the boys in conversation. Not much going on after a couple minutes, she leaves without a sound, a serious expression due to an image now in her head that brought a shiver, and only the Ninth was informed about it. A black symbol of triangles with a ring was the last thing she saw while going through what was in his future. A reason why Takato should be watched over is because what she felt from the symbol, certainly not to be taken lightly at all.

End of Prologue!

Big thanks goes to foxchick1 after I found a Katekyo Hitman Reborn challenge posted. I accepted by adding Tsuna into this as a girl and was able to come up with plans to include Vongola, Dying Will Mode, the X Gloves and a whole lot more. The reason I chose rings is because it would be simple to carry round and always be on the user when in time of need, and as for the Dying Will Mode being activated without bullets and pills is because I made it into a type of Bloodline Limit meant for more people than how it was done in Naruto.

I know this is to be put in the Anime X-over fandom, but I decided to put it on the Digimon one instead for the time being. A list will be included for each character debuted in a chapter to help readers know where to look up info if they haven't seen the anime. Note: Unfamiliar characters not listed are OC's.

Canaan: Canaan.

Katekyo Hitman Reborn: Tsunayuki Sawada. (Tsunayoshi Sawada's gender-bend character.)

Dangan Ronpa: Makoto Naegi.