[1] - Alrighty, disclaimer: Nothing mentioned or used in this fanfiction is of my authority, everything belongs to their respective owners with the exception of the sole Original Character mentioned in this story.

[2] - This being written in first person, previous knowledge about Digimon is recommended, if not a necessity, this story also takes place after two thirds of the entire storyline has been done, complications are bound to occur. I will explain things (without spoiling) as best as possible, but do take warning.

[3] - Update 14/05/13: It's been several months, but this was coming. This update fixes some grammar mistakes, introduces Ara Haan to the story and cleans up inconsistencies with the recent rewrites to Eastern Wonderland. This rewrite is incomplete however, as I still need to make the Silver fighting scene during Determination, something I will not be able to do until mid-july.

[4] - Update 23/10/13: And after so many months, I've finally finished the rewrite, which includes more grammar mistakes, a complete revamp to Chung's battle scene during the Sixth chapter and added the Silver battle scene during the same chapter, which takes the place of Chung's second battle scene. The rewrite is finally complete and coherent with all the recent rewrites to the series, and I can finally move on to other projects. Keeping Gray Desires up-to-date is officially a bitch.

[5] - Update 28/02/15: It seems like my last update was more than an year ago, how time flies right? Anyway, I have started my main series from the ground up, so it should be noted that, although for now reading Gray Desires is fairly spoiler-free, this will not be true forever. Read this at your own discretion.


September 4th
Friday, 2020
9:32PM

The Motomiya Residence, just one apartment in the middle of a relatively big apartment block, there were many, many rumors about this residence in particular around the neighborhood, people would say some sort of monster lived here, others would say it was a saint, and some would even say the people that lived here had direct contact with the Great War that had taken place two years prior.

Unbeknownst to all of them, all these rumors were true.

"You're not winning, Vee." Said Davis.

Davis's room is relatively small, we're both sitting on the not-so-big bed, around it, on the wall, is Davis's dresser, these two combined take pretty much half of the room already, the rest is the window on our right, my futon, by the side of the bed, Davis's TV and PS3 – something we bought a few months back – right in front of us, and by its left, his desktop.

"That's what you think, Davis." I replied.

We are playing a fighting game together, unbelievably old too – it was made back in 2016 – but fun, damn fun, my character – a small girl who's apparently a vampire – has extremely fast movements and is generally a very aggressive character, with amazingly good aerial attacks, but crappy projectiles – the game is based around projectiles, so this is a huge disadvantage – Davis's character is a blonde woman wearing some sort of huge white dress and carrying an umbrella, I have no idea what she is, but she's pretty much my opposite, relatively slow and crappy on the air, but with seriously powerful projectiles and a very gimmicky gameplay.

Currently, Davis is winning, but only by a few hundred HP, and that means nothing in this game, we both keep pressing the buttons on our respective controllers frantically – I'm honestly surprised we haven't broken them yet considering how much we play this – I keep myself on the air, trying to get him to come, but he knows my strategy, he won't freaking jump! But I know his – he tries to get me to dash, so he can easily punish – which makes me block instead.

It's a battle of wits, until I make a very small mistake, but one he uses to throw me halfway across the screen and immediately activate his penultimate desperation move, a damned good strategy, considering this combination is nigh inescapable.

"Sorry Vee." Davis says, giving me a smug smile and putting his controller aside. "This battle is decided."

Idiot. I think, teching forward to get myself just as close as possible, I activate my Ultimate – he probably didn't notice I had that – and with his character stuck trying to run me over with a train, it's impossible for me to miss, the screen turns black, and then red, showing a quick cut-in of my character with huge bat wings and deep red eyes, before a screenshot of Earth appears, and then, a huge Red Cross comes out of it. Davis looks blindfolded while the TV screams "KNOCKOUT, PLAYER TWO WINS!"

"WHAT?" he screams, I look towards him, putting my controller away, saying "Protip: Always check if your opponent has his ultimate before trying to finish the fight with a penultimate."

Davis looks blindfolded for a few more seconds, but looks down with a smile, sighing "That's what I get for not putting my Ultimate in the deck." He says, I take a brief look towards the TV as my character says "Huh? White or black? What do you mean? Aren't bats always black?" I snicker.

Looking back towards him, I try to reassure him, "Oh come on, you know as well as I do that Ultimates are too costly to be practical in any way." I've been playing this game for much longer than he has – I was the one who ordered it – originally speaking, I was the only one who'd play it, he often said "This game is silly, there's only little girls in it, I'm no pedo." And I'd laugh, saying that pretty much every girl was at least triple his age, and that there were several women in there too. After four months I finally convinced him to play… But that was after I finished arcade mode and story mode with every single character, I had gotten quite good at the game before he started, he forced me to become his teacher.

"They are still the only things that pass through penultimates, though." He replies.

"Yeah, Penultimates don't take four years of preparation though." I answer, chuckling a bit.

"But Penultimates aren't guaranteed insta-kills either." He laughs, "Ready for another round?" he asks.

Suddenly, the door opens, I look to my left, seeing Davis's sister – June Motomiya – entering on the bedroom, she seems pissed at something "Could you guys keep it down? I'm trying to sleep." She says.

"Beauty sleep? You certainly need it, old hag." Davis says, I have to hold myself back not to laugh.

"I'm only six years older than you." She answers. "I might have not undergone data saving like you did, but I'm still only six years older than you." She continues.

"Can't blame me for not being Mature, I'm still just a teenager!" He replies, rather jokingly.

June sighs, clearly irritated, "You're on your mid-forties Davis, grow the hell up." She replies, "Anyway, I have a test tomorrow, so I can't go to sleep 2AM like you do, I'm gonna need silence, understand?" she says.

"What if we refuse?" he asks "And you know damn well me and Vee are the only ones putting some sort of money in this house, you can't say we go to sleep 2AM every day." He completes, okay, I'd better sit this one out, Davis is getting pissed.

She sighs again, "I'm trying to get a job to ease your stress, you know, I could very well sit on my ass and let Veemon pay all the bills, but I'm actually trying to help, so forgive me ." she says, okay, this is getting kinda personal here. "And, to answer your question? I'll tell everybody that you two are lovebirds."

"Who the fuck would believe you?" he asks.

"Who wouldn't? In this army, everything is valid." She replies.

Okay, she does have a point. I think.

Davis rolls his eyes and shrugs "Fine, we'll keep it silent." He says, with a sort of "Okay, I give up." Tone to his voice.

"Thank you very much~" she replies, rather smugly, leaving and closing the door behind her.

Davis falls back in bed after a few moments, he sighs "Goddamn she's annoying. Who the hell does she think she is? Mom?" he says.

I look towards him, the moment he says "Mom" his face turns to a more Sullen mood, shit, I know, his parents – along with pretty much everybody's parents – were victims during the Great War once Japan was taken, I remember that well… I had to escort Davis and June out of Tokyo while we left their parents behind; they were the last ones to be escorted out of the island… Had I only gotten there sooner…

He looks towards me, seeing my expression of remorse, he gives a weak smile, "Hey, don't blame yourself Vee, if not for you, me and June would be dead." He says.

I still remember his face back then, he blamed me, he blamed Team Omega, he blamed everyone, everyone, even himself for the loss of his parents… Unlike his sister, Davis went through what we call "Data Saving", basically, it alters the target's body to a specific, previous form, all digidestined were forced to undergo the treatment, Davis chose his 15-year old body back, since June wasn't considered "Critical", she never underwent the treatment. The treatment has a lot of minor complications, one of them, your "original" mind and your "past self" mind might meld, since we're talking about the consciousness of a 15 and a 40-ish year olds melding… The results vary, of course, Davis seems to have one of the most commons cases – sometimes he acts like he's 15, sometimes he acts like he's 40-ish.

He sighs, patting my head, "Come on, cheer up, what's done is done, we can't change the past Vee, no point in dwelling on it." He says.

I nod once, "Thanks." I say, though this is a very uncomfortable subject, "But… June's right, we should let her sleep, would make our lives much easier." I say.

"Gatomon gave you that raise yet?" He asks.

"She's been 'considering it' for the last four months. I don't think I'll be getting that raise anytime soon." I reply, sighing, Gatomon became a huge bitch since the beginning of the war, and well, since we're still doing cleanup, she acts as if the war is still going, and she still bosses us around.

"How's job at the noodle cart?" I ask, "Not too great, still preferred when I was the boss, but hell, it's better than being unemployed." He answers.

Yup, life's tough alright, we barely get by with my and Davis's paycheck, though we're lucky – at least we're not lacking food.

Davis sits down, and then gets up, stretching a bit, and going towards his dresser, opening it, and picking some clothes. "I'm gonna go take a bath, I'll be back in a few minutes." He says.

I take a few seconds looking at him, well, if he's taking a bath, he's going to sleep right after, gonna try to stall him – don't wanna sleep, don't wanna wake up, don't wanna work.

"You're not working tomorrow, right? Gonna do something?" I ask, yeah, Davis has days off on Saturdays and Sundays, unfortunately, I don't have that kind of privilege.

"Yeah, gonna go shopping with Tai and the rest." He replies. I suppose by "the rest" he means the rest of the first generation.

"You're just going for Kari, aren't ya?" I ask, jokingly, of course, I'd be surprised if it wasn't for Kari, he's always been obsessed with he—

"What, with her big brother and boyfriend there? Vee, I'm not suicidal." Okay, Unexpected answer is Unexpected.

I just look at him, shocked, hey, maybe he really is maturing, holy shit.

He grins at me, "Not to worry though, I still got my ways of having fun." He says, pulling out a piece of paper from the dresser, "Phone of a girl?" I ask, just wondering who it could be.

He slides the piece of paper on his hand, showing several others, now holding them all in a fan-like position, "Phone of like, twenty girls?" I say, sighing, okay, so I got my hopes up, should have known he wouldn't mature so easily.

"Yup, got more than enough to do for the next few months." He replies, still grinning.

"You're not fooling me Davis, you're not that popular." I reply.

"The war had its good rewards too." He answers.

I sigh, getting annoyed and closing my eyes to demonstrate that, I shake my head "The digidestined barely intervened in the war, Davis." I say, true enough, aside from Kari and possibly Tai, nobody intervened.

"Well, I dunno then, just that some girls seemed to recognize me while I worked and gave me their phones." He replies.

I open my eyes, looking deeply towards him, after a feel seconds I ask "…You serious?"

"Come on, why would I lie?" He replies, rather boldly. Okay, so I have experience with liars, I was an interrogator back then, I know when somebody is lying, especially Davis, whom I've been with for the last 35-or-so years.

I turn my head down, sighing "Great, just what I needed, gonna have to put that on my report for Gatomon, if the digidestined's identities are compromised… We may be royally fucked." I say.

I look back up; he sighs and shakes his head, putting his papers back in the dresser and closing it, heading for the door.

He closes it behind him, and I'm alone in the room, "Great, just what I needed…" I tell myself, looking towards the ceiling, this day went from "decent" to "sad" and finally to "royally shitty" in less than ten freaking minutes, how charming.

I scratch the back of my head, "Shit, what I wouldn't do for a fuck right now, I really need the stress relief." I tell myself, looking back to the door. Hmm… Wonder who could be a good one-nighter… Renamon would be good, but she likes to play tough to get, Palmon is a possibility, especially if I can get her to go Lilymon or… Rosemon… Damn, what I wouldn't do to have one night with Rosemon… But nah, Mimi would kill me… Wonder if I could convince either Agumon or Gabumon… Doubt it, Agumon straighter than… Hell, I don't know. And Gabumon's a virgin, I do not mess with male digimon virgins, they are more unpredictable than I dunno what.

…Maybe one of the humans? Yolei's a slut, but she just won't admit it, Kari is off the question, and so is Takeru, for that matter, got him for a few months, just didn't work out, Matt was gonna find out, and so was Kari, dammit… He was a damn good fuck too… Impmon, maybe? Nah, he'd be more of a pain to find than he's worth.

I sigh Not many options left… I could probably check if Hawkmon's straight or not, but I doubt he'd be convinced so easily… Could try Wormmon again, but after what happened last time, I don't really think he'd want to risk it again… Mental reminder: Getting your dick stuck on webbing is beyond unpleasant.

I shake my head None of the girls would, especially with my reputation, none of the guys would, either because I already tried, they are straight, or virgins… Hell, I probably already tried every freaking person on this army but the people on Team Omega, doubt they'd even look at somebody from Alpha Team like me though.

…I look towards the door again, Well… There's one person I haven't tried yet…

I shake the thought, Shit, what the fuck am I thinking? Davis is my destined for god's sake! It would never work out! Besides, he's straight, I'm not about to make him change sexuality just for a fucking one-nighter.

I sigh, reaching out for my groin, "Fuck this." I tell myself, rubbing my hand on it, okay, I'll face it, masturbation for stress relief is rather pathetic, especially for me, the one who's fucked over a thousand humans and digimon alike, male and female, hell, I don't care for my reputation, right now… I just need to steam off.

Soon enough, my dick and balls appear from their hidden pouch, Digimon are like that, we have our "organs" hidden in pouches, it makes sense if you look at the evolutionary scale, if they were hanging around all the time, we could easily be castrated during fights – we are fighters by nature, after all.

A few dirty thoughts about a good night with Rosemon quickly get my dick as hard as it can be, taking it in hand, I quickly start my work, this gets me breathing fast real quick, been a while since I masturbated.

Closing my eyes in response, I clutch the bed sheet with my left hand, shit, I need this, slowly, my tail starts moving, and inserts itself in my ass, as deep as I possibly can make it do, thankfully, military training made it possible for me to concentrate on many things happening at once, comes with being a half-commander half-soldier. As my right hand moves as quickly as it possibly can, so does my tail, I'll admit, being tail fucked isn't exactly comfortable, but it's pleasurable, damn is it pleasurable.

Time just passes as I continue my own treatment, letting out a few small grunts and moans, and even a single gasp, damn do I need this. Normally speaking, I'd try to fight back my orgasm for increased pleasure time, 'course, getting seen like this would be rather… Unpleasant. So I just try to accelerate further.

Not that I need to do it much, my orgasm builds itself up quickly enough, finally sensing it, I put my left hand in front of my dick, it's gonna come out, I can just feel it.

It does, several moments later, my cum shoots out like an endless stream, one, two, several other shots, damn, I needed this more than I thought, opening my eyes… Okay, I came a lot.

I quickly look to the door as I try to catch my breath, okay, Davis isn't there, I jump towards the floor and crawl under the bed, under it, there's a few pieces of paper, something I left in there in case I ever decided to masturbate… It didn't happen often, but you can never be too careful.

I clean myself up as my dick retreats into his hidden pouch, I crawl towards my futon, laying down my head and closing my eyes.

Well, an orgasm means I'll probably have a pretty good night of sleep, maybe this night wasn't that bad…

September 5th
Saturday, 2020
8:32AM

I grunt, slowly opening my eyes, my vision focusing to see one of my weirdest sights, Davis, falling off the bed, I smiled, oh Davis, you're such an idiot, which is why I like you.

I carefully got up from the futon, carefully putting him in a less dangerous position on the bed, he sleeps like a rock, thankfully.

I get on my knees and crawl under the bed, yup, the paper I used to clean myself yesterday is still here, with a very faint smell of my seed, I carefully leave the underside of the bed and throw the paper on the trash bin.

I sigh once to myself, okay, today's Saturday, should probably just have breakfast for now.

I open the door from Davis's room into the small corridor, it's a condo, so this place isn't big, to my left, a small Living Room, to my right, at the end of my corridor, the kitchen, between that, the bathroom, and June's Room.

I head for the kitchen, and the first thing I see, aside from our modest kitchen with a modest glass table for three where I have to sit in a higher chair to be able to eat normally, I see the clock, 8:35AM, huh, June must have already left.

Whatever, I grab a sack full of bread, and reach for the coffee brewer, before a sound coming from the corridor stops me, I look back.

"Mornin' Vee." Says Davis, entering the kitchen, slowly, he half-opens his eyes to be able to sit down normally, before closing his eyes again, "Morning Davis, slept well?" I ask.

"Not really…" he says, I reach again for the coffee brewer, now with the plan to fill two coffee mugs instead of just one, I'm not exactly a morning person, but I'm a digimon, and I'm more adapted to waking up and doing stuff than Davis is.

"You can say that again, when I woke up, you were almost falling off the bed, had to help you out a little." I reply, laughing a little. "Say, when you're gonna go out?" I ask.

"1PM" he replies, the silence kicks in until the coffee is finally ready, I take both mugs and put them on the table, before getting the bread I was eating before and munching on it again, I go towards the table and sit on one of the chairs, looking towards Davis.

Davis opens his eyes for a moment to grab some bread as well, and starts to eat, we eat in silence for a while, until Davis opens his mouth, "You're gonna have to work today, right?" he asks.

"Yeah, unlike you, I don't have the privilege of a break on Saturdays and Sundays." I reply.

"How's the cleanup going, by the way?" he asks.

"Not too great, two years and we still have a lot to do." I reply, taking a sip from my mug, "The war left a scar bigger than what we imagined." I continue.

The silence kicks in for another minute or so, I look towards Davis, he stopped eating, and just looks at his bread, thinking about something.

"Hey, something on your mind?" I ask, he snaps back to reality, and looks to me, rather startled, it takes him but a moment to answer "Oh, nothing, nothing…" he says.

"Come on Davis, aren't we friends? You can tell me." I reply.

He sighs a bit, and looks towards me, "Okay, so there is something, but I just didn't think breakfast was the best time to ask this." He says.

"Shoot, if you don't ask now, you probably won't be able to ask at all, at least, not today." I answer, yeah; I got a lot to do, so I'll probably just get home and go to sleep.

"If you say so." He replies. "Say, you had a reputation on the army?" he asks.

I sigh, oh, that explains a lot. "Yeah, Veemon, 'The one who has fucked over a thousand digimon and humans alike, both male and female', yup, that's me." I reply, I don't really like to talk about my reputation, even if it is true, it's not exactly a pleasant reputation.

"Damn, you're straightforward about it." He replies, jokingly, "Just because it's you, I'd never be so bold with anyone else." I reply.

"You hitting on me?" he asks, grinning.

"Get your ass in the air and your head on the pillow, then we can talk." I answer. We both burst out laughing, good, I'll need to be happy now before going to work.

"But yeah, that brings me to my other question, just to be sure though… You're bi, right?" he asks, I nod, finishing my bread, and taking another sip from my mug.

"How… Did you discover that?" Davis asks.

"It's not like it's a secret, I decided to try out having sex with another guy, tried it, liked it, fucked another 499." I replied, acting as if it wasn't a big deal "Really, it's no secret."

I look towards Davis; I can tell he's starting to become uncomfortable, probably because I'm treating this so casually. "And… Erm… How is it…" he starts, but I cut him off.

"To have sex with another guy?" I ask, "The only major difference is the entry point, it's not like it's a whole other world or something, I mean, sex is sex." I reply.

He sighs slightly, with a weak smile on his face "Sorry for the questions, I was just curious." He says.

"No problem, I can tell you're more uncomfortable than I am, anyway." I answer.

I look towards the clock again, 8:49AM it says, shit, already?

I finish my coffee and put the mug on the table again, "Gotta go, before Gatomon thinks I'm not coming." I say, getting up from the table, "Have fun shopping Davis." I continue, walking towards the corridor.

"Yeah, have a nice day at work, Vee." He replies.

Wish that could come true. I think, going towards Davis's bedroom, I look towards his desktop, and on it, I see a blue cell phone, my cell phone… Okay, more like a "Communicator" since it's utilities go far beyond that of a normal cell phone, but it looks like one, so who cares?

I take it in hand and open it up, messing with it a bit, I finally reach the option "Access Checkpoint", sighing, I point it towards Davis's computer, and press "Ok"

September 5th
Saturday, 2020
8:50AM

I open my eyes, seeing myself in an open room, here, I can see four major doors, one of them being a double iron door, in front of me, and to my left and right, two doors that are remotely similar, just bigger.

I turn around, seeing a door fitting for royalty, something that just screams "THIS IS IMPORTANT", and of course, it's important, it's our base of operations, after all.

I sigh, going towards the amazingly huge door and opening it up, it isn't actually hard to do it, nor should the door itself be heavy, it's just overly huge, "Veemon reporting for duty, ma'am." I call out.

The other side of the door shows a room even bigger than the one I was before, though most of it is empty, it's made of pure iron, or metal, well, the color is metallic, but it's actually Chrome Digizoid, toughest type of metal in the Digital World. On the other side of the room, there are a few steps, like a small staircase, and above them, a throne fitting of a king or queen, seeing Gatomon sitting on it seems rather silly considering the throne is about four to five times her size. "Good, you're here." Gatomon says, various monitors in front of her as she types at rather incredible speeds, a faint sound of typing echoes around the room.

"Here's your assignment, patrol areas H-13 and H-14, give me a full report." She says.

"Just patrol duty? You sure there isn't anything else?" I say, sarcastically, of course, for many people, patrol duty would be boring, for us, patrol duty is pretty much the worst duty one can be assigned to.

"Get to it." She replies, not even looking at me.

I roll my eyes, "Okay, okay, before I go, I got some information to report." I say, Gatomon doesn't even reply, she just keeps typing, as if she didn't even hear me, several seconds later though, she says "I'm listening."

"Apparently, several girls approached Davis during work and gave him their phones, randomly just like that, I didn't get all the details, but Davis says it had something to do with the War." I calmly report.

She stops typing, as if she stiffened, the room goes completely silent for several seconds, until she resumes typing as if nothing had happened "Get to work"

"Yes Ma'am" I reply, leaving the room.

In another place entirely, there was one woman, Eve was her name, white hair, white dress, almost everything about her was white, save her blue eyes, she sat in a chair in the middle of a lab, the lab of the army, she was their major researcher.

"At this rate, we'll never get anywhere." She told herself, she practically lived in this lab now, her life was pretty much summarized in "wake up, have breakfast, go to lab, do research, go back to the barracks, have dinner, sleep", it was a solitary life, most of the time, but she needed to help bring the Digital World back to its feet.

Typing in a computer easily ten times her size, she kept doing research on several Digi-eggs they had, none of them were going to hatch any time soon, especially because she had stopped them from hatching altogether, it was a shame for her, but having frenzied digimon in the labs just wouldn't cut it.

"Eve" came a voice from her communicator, on her right ear, she touched the communicator with her right finger, saying "I'm listening, over."

"We have a problem, possible security breach, you know anything about this? Over." Gatomon asked from the communicator.

"I'll need more specific information than that, Gatomon, over." Eve replied.

"Daisuke 'Davis' Motomiya seems to have reported being known by a group of seemingly random girls, Veemon didn't give me many details, over." Gatomon said.

Eve started to type a little bit more, opening up Davis's profile; his picture appeared on screen, as well as various other things such as age, full name, nationality and seemingly random stuff.

Eve stiffened for a second, one of the digidestined? Compromised? She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to think, but she couldn't admit that, "I'll look into it, over and out." She replied, closing the communication channel.

Eve relaxed on her seat, looking towards the profile with a seemingly infinite amount of information about Daisuke "Davis" Motomiya; she looked at it intently, just trying to think of whatever could have happened.

"Something wrong mistress?" came a voice from her right, she looked towards it, it was her robotic maid – Ophelia – carrying a plate with both a teacup and a teapot on it, she carefully handed the teacup towards Eve, who took a single sip from it.

"Thank you Ophelia." Eve replied.

"If I may ask, mistress, do you know anything about this?" Ophelia asked.

Eve quickly finished her tea and looked towards the monitor again, handing the cup towards Ophelia, "No Ophelia, I have no idea…" she replied "…It's weird though. Suddenly, a digidestined's identity is known towards seemingly random people?"

"Any idea what it might be, mistress?" Ophelia asked.

"Well, either it's a complete coincidence, or we've had an information leak…" Eve replied, "Though we made sure to wipe out the digidestined from the map, it's like they never even existed in the first place… The only people who know about them are us…" she continued to wonder. "The only way for this information to have leaked is if we have an insider telling people about it."

"Do you know who could it be?" Ophelia asked.

"Pretty much anybody within the army, I'll have to make extensive research to know how much information has leaked, of course…" she says. "…But if they know anything about Daisuke, or hell, any digidestined… We could have another war in our hands." She completes.

"I'm sorry mistress, I'm not sure I follow…" Ophelia said.

"Heh, never did explain it to you, did I?" Eve replied, sighing, "It's simple, the whole world knows about the Great War, obviously, it's not every day that a war that lasted a single year kills over a billion people. The war left the Real World and the Digital World in a very dire situation, but the world knows that we won the war, even if it was a pyrrhic victory." She continued, "If somebody knows about any of the people who participated in the war, they'll try to use them to gain an edge over other countries, I can see the USA doing this without second thought, especially now that Washington is gone…"

"If they are somehow discovered, we'll either have to put them on the run, or fight with one or more governments over it, even if the digidestined know nothing specific about the war, they could still use the digidestined to try and reach their respective Digimons…" Eve continues "Of course, we could very easily break them out in a simple infiltration operation, but we need to avoid bloodshed, this is a time to rebuild, not for small-scale wars." She finally finished, yawning a bit.

"I understand… But mistress, are you okay?" Ophelia asked, honestly preoccupied with Eve… Or whatever a robot would feel.

"Yes yes, I'm okay. I just haven't been sleeping well. Gatomon has been running us hard since the end of the last operation." Eve said… Again, she stiffened, having noticed a small possibility.

"…This is rather curious, only one week after I get him back and this happens? Sounds like way too much of a coincidence to me." She says, leaning forward again on her chair and resuming her typing. "I have a lot to think about… Ophelia, keep the tea coming, yes?" she said.

September 5th
Saturday, 2020
3:41PM

Areas H-13 and H-14 are pretty much just one huge forest, it's not extremely dense, or hard to locate, they barely stand out, one would think they are just normal forests if they didn't know about their specific locations.

I open my cell phone, showing a map of the surrounding area, the forest in H-13 and H-14 are just to the right of what we call "X Area", as in "X marks the spot", the place has an actual name, Machine Pit, the center of the Digital World, housing the Digital World's very god, simply known as "The Prophecy", not everybody knows the way towards Machine Pit, very few people do, of course, the army does, we had the idea of using The Prophecy to gain an edge during the War, never happened, though we did receive reinforcements, at least.

"I've been lucky so far…" I tell myself, yeah, no wild digimon encounters as of yet, pretty much every digimon outside the army is infected with some kind of brain-wash virus, they were all supposed to "listen to our enemy's every command", as if they were machines, now that their leader is dead, they have nobody to serve, so they've gone berserk. Patrol duty is the worst kind of duty one can receive exactly because of that, getting randomly attacked by an Ultimate just isn't pleasant.

My ears stiffen, I hear something, movement towards my right, I look to it, but I can only see the various bushes and trees that block my view, I carefully throw my back towards one of the trees, trying to see what am I up against, Great, me and my big mouth. I think.

I gulp, reaching out for my Utility Belt, something that made me seem like a real Soldier, I draw my gun – a Black Modified SIG P39 – something I had during the war and still have, I don't have any ranged attacks, just my good ol' punches and headbutts, because of that, I had the privilege of having a gun, modified to do some extra damage against Digimons.

I carefully poke my head out, looking at my possible enemy, I see a simple silhouette, stopped, I recognize it as a Guilmon. Guilmon? Can't be him, I checked… He's supposed to be patrolling the whole A Sector today… Shit, what wouldn't I do to talk to him again.

I mentally sigh, yup, me and Guilmon were once pretty damn good friends… Until I raped his tamer, of course, Takato must still hate me for that, I don't blame him, there's always been a strong bond between a Tamer and his Digimon, especially between these two, Takato created him, after all.

Must be a wild, but it looks like he hasn't noticed, one shot should be all I need if I pump this thing into maximum. I think, touching the left side of my SIG and pushing a small button that regulated "energy" on the gun, this thing was modified to be extra deadly against Digimon, I don't know what exactly does it do, but at maximum power, it should kill a rookie in a single shot.

As soon as it's ready, I aim towards my target's head, he isn't moving, I have a pretty clear shot, That's one less to deal with later, at least. I think.

"Say goodbye."

I pull the trigger, but that very moment, something jumps on me, I miss my shot and my gun goes flying from my hand, next thing I know, I'm on the ground, the Digimon is right on top of me.

"Fuck!" I shout, both in surprise and in pain, I look towards him, okay, It's a Guilmon alright, and it's pissed, great, to think that the very thing that kills me is my ego, this guy is at least three times my weight, gonna be hard taking him off me… But I'm not going down without a fight.

His eyes pierce mine, the killing instinct clear on them, my heart starts to pound, the adrenaline quickly rushing around my body, I try to lift my right arm, my left arm… No use, he's got me pinned down, completely.

I'm about to call out a Vee Headbutt, but he seems to deviate his attention from me, he looks to the side, and then, one small thing ends up surprising me. "A gun…?" he says.

…I thought they couldn't talk?

I follow his gaze, yeah, It's my SIG, laying on the floor just a few meters away, "It's a gun, alright." He says, looking back towards me, he seems to look towards my left shoulder, before speaking again. "You must be from Alpha Team." He says, before he nods and gets up.

I look towards my left shoulder, and see the small, rather silly tattoo I have, a simple, lowercase α, the first letter of the Roman alphabet, "Alpha". Huh, I had even forgotten I had that. Yeah, pretty much everybody on the army that's not within the "Special Tactic and Reconnaissance" Team, or "Team Omega", is from Alpha Team. The members of Team Omega are shadow operatives, Alpha Team has absolutely no idea what they do, and many of us don't even know who they are.

"How… How do you know?" I ask, sitting down and catching my balance, he lifts one claw, but quickly points towards his white chest, characteristic of Guilmons, at the very middle of his abdomen, I see the symbol Ω, the uppercase Omega. "I'm from Team Omega." He replies, and offers me a hand "Get up." he says.

Shit! Is my immediate reaction, despit this I take his hand and get up, my first reaction then is to salute - I never personally met any member of Team Omega, so I don't know exactly how to treat them. No wonder either, I've seen Team Omega members before, from a distance, now enough times to recognize them, though this guy? Never. Actually, now that I think about it this guy ain't a normal Guilmon. Pretty much all of his scales are Black, or some sort of… Very light gray. Whatever the case, it reflected very little light of the afternoon sun. This guy was a BlackGuilmon, not a regular Guilmon. This explains a bit, never saw this guy before.

He laughs "At ease, Soldier." He says, looking at me rather curiously, "BlackGuilmon, Team Omega Recon and Infiltration, what about you, kid?" he asks, I instintictively gulp, but he seems... Friendly? "Erm... Veemon, Alpha Team C-Sector Commander and Interrogator... Sir." I'm not exactly used to dealing with this, even Gatomon left sus alone back then and being a Commander, I didn't exactly have to salute anyone... Nobody ever did that to me anyway, what's with us commanding an army of angels and demons.

"You, an interrogator?" He eyes me up and down, "Funny, I don't think anyone would be frightened by a Veemon." he continues, "With all due respect, si-"

"Stop." he cuts me off, "Don't treat me so formally kid, this isn't an inspection and it isn't official business, I said at ease." he continued, "And for fuck's sake, don't call me sir, it grates on my nerves."

I'm actually starting to like this guy.

"Well, all that really matters when being an interrogator is how much pain you can inflict, no?" I respond to him, and he laughs in response, "You a wild or something?" he answers, jokingly, I laugh in response, "Nope, just a good ol' Veemon." I answer, smirking back.

He seems to look around for a moment, "I assume you're the one Gatomon sent to patrol this area?" he asks, I nod in response, he then turns around, "Well, don't tell her you found me here, I'm supposed to be doing some... Extra work for Team Omega, completely confidential, shouldn't even say that." he continues, taking a few steps forward, "I'm trusting you to not rat me out here."

I nod in response again, "Sure, no reason to tell her anyway." I smile, he smiles back, "Hey, kid?" he says, "Call me BG." he continues, before going on all fours and disappearing inside the forest.

Well, BG should stand for "BlackGuilmon", probably a Nickname. I think, before pulling out my cell phone and taking a look at the map.

"That direction… He's going towards Machine Pit." I say, "Well… He's Team Omega, so he should be fine, besides, if he's going there, I probably shouldn't follow him." I tell myself, before putting the cell phone back at the belt, I look towards my normal path again, resuming my walk, it shouldn't be much longer until I finish patrol, at least H-14 is only half the size of H-13.

BlackGuilmon quickly dashed towards the place everybody calls "Machine Pit", he was fast, so getting there quickly wasn't a problem, but undetected was another thing entirely, he just had to convince a kid from Alpha Team not to rat him out to Gatomon.

Dashing through the forest, he quickly saw himself in front of a Metal Arc, towering over him, beyond the Arc was a completely mechanical place, there wasn't even dirt inside.

BlackGuilmon laid down on his belly, crossing the Arc was suicidal, but he knew this place probably best than anyone, and he knew how to bypass the security systems.

Eventually, a small monitor appeared in front of him, a small message appearing on it, "Identify User", it said, "Megidramon." BlackGuilmon replied.

The screen changed, now asking for a password, BlackGuilmon got up from his position and stretched slightly, before typing his password, "Megido".

The screen changed, "WARNING! USER NOT DETECTED! PLEASE LEAVE THE PERIMETER AT ONCE!" it said, as a huge alarm echoed throughout the mechanical place, in about one second, various Mega and Ultimate level digimon appeared on the other side of the Arc, just waiting for BlackGuilmon to try and cross.

"…Should have known my old user would be deleted by now." He mumbled to himself, not being scared in the slightest by the several digimon.

Various minutes pass as BlackGuilmon just keeps staring at the Digimon, each one patiently waiting for him to either leave or attack, BlackGuilmon wasn't exactly the type to have a lot of patience, though.

"Hey, Goldramon! Magnadramon! Azulongmon! Could you guys come here already?!" He shouted.

Several seconds later, a single being appeared among the crowd of Digimons, a white, floating lion-like digimon with several wings and two horns, "Megidramon, what brings you back?" said Magnadramon, one of the Four Great Dragons, goddess of all Beast-Type digimon.

BlackGuilmon sighed in relief, but shook his head, "I'm somehow glad it's you Magnadramon." he said, "I don't wanna deal with Goldramon or Azulongmon." he continued.

"I suppose they can be hard to deal with sometimes." Magnadramon spoke, "But again I must ask, what brings you back?" she continues, "Have you considered reinstating yourself as the Dragon of the North Sea again? We'd greet you with open arms.

BlackGuilmon sighed in response, "No." he quickly spoke, "I refuse to go back to being the Dragon of the North Seas." he continues, Magnadramon frowned, "You know that we do what must be done, Megidramon."

The swelling rage inside of BlackGuilmon was almost enough for him to shout, but in this place, that was suicide, "No." he answered, "And let's not speak of that again." he continued, he gazed around the dark-blue ground covered by the insane digimon, "Is my shrine still intact?" he spoke. Magnadramon sighed, but nodded, "Good."

"Was that all you've come here for?" Magnadramon asked, "I received a letter." BlackGuilmon answered, "And it told me to come here." he continued.

A voice came from the heavens, seemingly from nowhere, "Megidramon, come, he is waiting for you." Said the extremely mechanically-sounding voice, that wasn't anybody, that was "The Prophecy", projecting its voice in the air for all to hear.

"Well, please excuse me." BlackGuilmon said, walking towards the inside of Machine Pit, the deepest part of the Digital World - and secretly glad to be away from Magnadramon's voice.

September 5th
Saturday, 2020
6:41PM

"Okay… Guess I won't be finding anything in this place." I tell myself, finally finishing the patrol on H-14, yeah, at least, I got lucky today, no digimon fights at least, even if the walking is quite exhausting.

I take my cell phone again, checking the map to see which direction is the base, in a forest, you can easily lose your sense of direction if you're not careful. Me? I don't really care.

Finally determining the direction I have to go and putting my cell phone away, I start my solitary way towards the base, 'course, that's not going to be everything, I need to do a written report to Gatomon, yay.

Working my way around bushes and trees, I just keep going my way… But a sudden sound makes me stiffen, I pull out my SIG, I hope it's that BlackGuilmon again, oh god I hope so.

I aim my SIG towards the sound, no, that sounded much bigger than that BlackGuilmon, much… Heavier. It's something big.

I put my left finger on my left ear, touching my Communicator, while keeping my finger ready on the gun's trigger, my breathing becoming heavier each passing moment.

I see movement, aiming at it, I fire, five shots towards whatever's behind these trees, the sound of the bullets being fired echoes around the forest. As I see I hit my mark, it pokes its head out of the bushes.

Yellow fur, gigantic teeth, blue eyes, several red marks around his body, deeply resembles a lion.

Yup.

It's a motherfucking SaberLeomon.

"…Fuck."

The Mega-Level digimon leaps towards me, I throw myself aside, barely dodging the attack, I aim my SIG towards him again, keeping the trigger pulled to its deepest, the SIG shoots what seems like an endless stream of bullets… But the Digimon barely seems affected by them. Note to self: This doesn't really work against mega-levels.

Quickly, I put my finger on the Communicator, "Veemon towards everybody! This is a distress c—" I start, but quickly, the SaberLeomon leaps towards me again, I jump to the side again, his claws making a deep cut on my right leg. "Gah!" I shout, turning around and unloading the rest of the clip on his face.

The digimon tries to scratch me with his claws, but I roll to the side, making him miss, "Distress call!" I shout, putting my left fingers on the communicator again, I get up as quickly as I can, jumping back to gain distance, the Digimon just lunges at me again, I jump towards the back of a tree, quickly grabbing another clip from my Utility Belt and reloading the SIG, barely in time to move to the next nearby tree before he destroys the one I was hiding on.

"Mega-Level Threat, requesting immediate back up, I repeat—" I keep calling, before the SaberLeomon cuts me off by cutting the tree I'm on in half, just above my head, the tree falls forward, just in front of me. "HELP!" I shout.

I jump to the right, pointing my SIG back at the tree, expecting to see the SaberLeomon… But no, he isn't there, I put my finger again on the communicator "I'm on area H-14, I repeat, H-14!" I finally finish the distress call; I just hope somebody caught that.

My ears perk up as I roll backwards, barely in time to avoid the SaberLeomon that jumped straight at me, making me roll below him, I take this time to put my SIG on "Maximum" setting, I pull the trigger, aiming towards his face.

The bullets penetrate his skin, but they seem to stop there, from the bullet holes, blood starts to drip out, he looks back at me, looking even more pissed than before.

"It's those times I'd rather have a Rocket Launcher." I mumble, jumping aside as quickly as possible as he lunges at me again… I manage to dodge his attack, but one of his saber teeth penetrates cleanly on my right leg. "Fuck!" I shout in pain, looking back towards the monster.

Saliva drips from his mouth, he seems hungry, he's gonna eat me, and I'm gonna be deleted… And I'm gonna be just another one of these creatures… No, that's just not gonna happen. "Sorry big guy, but I ain't no dinner." I say, opening fire right to his face.

Of course, because life absolutely loves me, he just bites the goddamn gun, almost biting my hand in the process, I watch as he slowly munches on my gun and gulps it down… Great, now I'm just dead.

Goddammit lady luck, why have you abandoned me now? I thought we were best buddies. Why, why am I going to be deleted here? Just… Why…?

A faint sound comes from the monster's back, it isn't loud, but something hits him on the back, twice. The SaberLeomon removes his saber tooth from my leg and looks back, enraged, I try to take a look at what just caught his attention, apparently, it's some sort of man, blonde, wearing a white armor with way too many details to count, with his left hand, he holds a handgun, "C'here Doggy, let's play a bit." He says.

The SaberLeomon charges at him, he seems to reach out for something on his back, and as soon as the SaberLeomon is about to jump on him, in what seems like a single heartbeat, he pulls out…Some sort of cannon from his back, slamming it cleanly on the SaberLeomon's head so freaking hard it makes a small crater on the ground.

"You lose." He says, pulling some sort of trigger on the top of the cannon about seven times, each time making an explosion bigger than the last, by the third, the SaberLeomon is already breaking into data.

He doesn't even seem to notice me, he seems to pull another trigger on his cannon another seven times, before putting it on his back again, he puts his hand on his left ear, "Eve, I answered the distress call from that Veemon guy, just deleted a SaberLeomon, you got his data? Over." He says, a few seconds pass before he continues, "Roger, he's injured, badly it seems, I'll bring him over, over and out." He finishes the call, now approaching me.

He kneels down to my level, "Any injuries besides the leg?" he asks me, "N-No… No injuries…" I grunt "Besides the leg…"

He looks towards my leg, probably seeing the very deep hole on it, "I'll bring you back to the base, Eve's gonna take care of you." He says, he puts his right arm below my neck, and his left arm below my legs, lifting me up on his arms, he quickly starts walking.

"Hey… Who… Are you?" I ask, fuck, it hurts, but… At least I'm alive. Also, this guy seems rather familiar to me… I can swear I saw him before.

"Chung Seiker, Team Omega Artillery Chief." He answers.

"Have we met before?" I ask, still trying to resist the pain.

"Not formally, no, but I saw you several times on the base, you probably saw me with the others from Team Omega." He answers.

My vision starts to blur, probably from blood loss, or simply from exhaustion…

I quickly pass out.

September 5th
Saturday, 2020
8:13PM

I wake up, startled, quickly sitting down, I look around, the room is rather dark, I'm sitting on… Some sort of medical bed, but this isn't the medical area, that's for sure.

In front of me, there's someone, looking at a huge computer monitor right in front of her, she's typing, like if she didn't even notice my presence yet.

"Hey…" I call out, trying to get her attention; she stops typing for a moment, and sighs. She spins her chair towards me, and crosses her legs. "I believe you would be Veemon, Alpha Team C-Sector Commander and Interrogator, yes? As well as Daisuke Motomiya's Digimon?" she asks.

"Uhh… Yeah, why?" I ask, though I can swear I saw her before…

"Forgive my rudeness, Eve, Team Omega Research and Development, as well as Third-In-Command." She starts, resting both of her hands in her legs. "You may also remember me as leader of The Resistance back then." She continues.

"Oh, yes, I do." I reply to her, yes, she's Eve, the woman who took up the army once everything went to hell, can't really forget a woman that dresses nothing but white. "You were the one who took care of me? Why not in the medical bay?" I ask. "By the way… Where are we?"

She chuckles a bit, but she smiles slightly, "You're in the lab, I spend most of my time here, you could call this my second home." She answers, "And yes, I was the one who treated you, I wanted to be there when you woke up, but I couldn't stop my research, now could I?" she continues, "You had a pretty bad injury on your right leg, though it should be fine now."

I look towards my right leg, yup, she's right, the injury just isn't there anymore, not even a scar, like if it even wasn't there in the first place. "Yeah… You fixed me up good… Can I ask how?" I ask.

"Let's just say I have some impressive technology with me." She says, "I'm no nurse, but what I know is more than enough to cure most injuries." She continues.

"Thanks anyway." I reply, "Say, you wanted to see me when I woke up? Why?" I ask her.

She laughs a bit. "Come here." She says, and spins the chair again to face the monitor. I jump off the bed, walking towards her side and looking towards the monitor. "You were the one who reported the possible information leak towards Daisuke's identity, right?" she says, "Turns out, nothing but a misunderstanding."

"How do you know?" I ask.

"I traced one of the girls back to this twitter account – god I still wonder why this thing still exists – and found this." She says, the monitor displays a twitter account inside an internet browser, one of the tweets reads "Found this amazingly cute kid that works on a noodle cart not too far from school, let's see who he gets first."

"…You're serious that this was just high school girls being high school girls?" I ask.

"Pretty much." She laughs.

"Now I feel like an idiot." I say, but laugh as well, this is a ridiculously silly situation, but it's a good stress relief to laugh like this, especially after being attacked by a Mega-Level.

"Say, how did you track the girl down?" I ask.

"For someone as skilled as I am, this is child's play." She answers, looking a little proud of herself, well, she is from Team Omega, I really shouldn't underestimate these guys, especially after what that guy did to the SaberLeomon… What was his name again?

"Hey, by the way, that guy that saved me?" I start, "Who, Chung? What about him?" she asks.

"Yeah, how did he get there so quickly?" I ask her, out of simple curiosity.

"He was doing something nearby and got your distress call, he came running and found the SaberLeomon, the rest you already know." She replies.

"What was he doing?"

She sighs, and stops typing for a few seconds, "Veemon, let's just say there's more to this cleanup than you might think." She says.

"I noticed." I reply, it's hard being left in the dark, but since the war ended, I'm just a soldier, almost like Cannon Fodder, I'm non-essential, probably expendable too, they wouldn't want to give someone like me such information.

"I know what you're thinking." She says, "You soldiers are pretty easy to read, you know that?" She says, smiling a bit, "No, don't think you're expendable, if you died, Gatomon would have my and Chung's hides. So just don't think like that." She continues "If anything, I think I can relay some extra information for you, since you're here and all, just don't tell this to Gatomon."

She continues typing, the monitor changes to some billions of data that I just can't understand, "Other side of the room, there's a cabinet, open the two lower doors." She says.

I look towards the other side of the room, seeing the cabinet she mentioned, I walk towards it, having to walk around a big table in the middle, and open the lower doors…

…Inside there are several digi-eggs, all in what seem like cryogenic storage. "…Digi-eggs?" I ask.

"Exactly, Digi-eggs." She answers "I was the one who issued the order to kill every single hostile digimon, when one dies, I collect its data and store it here until it's ready to become a Digi-Egg, then, I stop its evolutionary process and bring it into Egg Status, and finally, I put them there." She continues.

"In a cryogenic storage, wouldn't that kill the digimon inside?" I ask, looking back.

She laughs, "It isn't cryogenic, just really cold, to keep them from hatching I have to keep them at a certain temperature, of course, if it's too cold, they just die, it's pretty delicate." She answers, "Mind closing that up? Don't want these things hatching." She continues, I nod, and close the doors. "Why exactly, though?" I ask.

"We want the Digital World to become normal again, exactly as it was before, of course, I'm still trying to find out a cure to the virus, so it could take forever for that to happen." She says, "But it's our home, and I happen to like the Digital World, so anything to bring this place back on its feet." She continues. "Besides, Digimons are fun and interesting creatures to experiment on and research, no offense."

"So long as you don't treat us like lab rats, I'm okay." I answer, smiling a bit. "Oh yeah, by the way, the SaberLeomon ate my gun, since you're Research And Development, thought I'd let you know."

She seems to laugh for a bit, she snaps her fingers, and a voice comes from the right "I believe this is yours?"

I look to the right, seeing a woman… Quite clearly a robot dressed in white maid uniform, with yellow creepy eyes to boot, she holds a gun for me… Hey, that's my SIG!

I take it in hands and examine it for a bit… It's completely intact, like if nothing happened to it in the first place. "You fixed it?" I ask her.

"Nope, made a new one, these things are surprisingly easy to make when you know how." She replies, "Oh yeah, I also upgraded the capacity of the Digimon-Piercing bullets, hope you don't mind." She continues.

"'Course not." I answer her.

Again, she snaps her fingers, another robot appears by her side, another one using white clothing, but this one seems to hold some sort of blade in each hand, its helmet is black in the front with some sort of Yellow strap around it "Yes Mistress?" he says.

"Oberon, please, escort Veemon back to the report room, I believe Gatomon will want her report of your patrol, no?" Eve says.

"Oh, sure." I reply, following the new robot towards the exit, and back to the base's entrance.

September 5th
Saturday,2020
8:25PM

Having gone through the various corridors around the base and finally reaching the room I was looking for, I take a moment to pause and look at the door… It's fairly simple, a metal door with a handle on it, not much more to it.

I open it up, revealing a square room with various computers close to the walls, each one of them with black screens, all of them unoccupied…

…Except for one.

Only one sound resounded through the report room – as it was called – the typing on one of the computers on the far corner, I look towards whoever was doing it… And see a lizard-like creature, red, with black marks around his body… Clearly, it was Guilmon.

He doesn't even look back to see whoever entered, the door makes a lot of noise when opened, and the room is big enough to form echoes… Slowly, I close the door behind me, and walk towards him.

He doesn't seem to have noticed me… I wanna talk to him, I really, really do, but something just screams at me not to do it… It must be my self-preservation instinct; he did threaten me several times before, after all.

I sit on the computer by his side, turning the monitor on and it quickly telling me to insert an username and password, I just put my name as the user and the password is left blank – this isn't a database, it's just a room for writing reports, after all – Microsoft Word is quickly opened, and I sigh "This is such a chore…" I tell myself.

I start typing away, detailing my completely mundane day while walking down the forest, saying in excruciatingly useless detail how mundane my day was until I met the SaberLeomon – Gatomon didn't want a report of "anything weird you found", she wanted a report of everything – I obviously leave out my encounter with that BlackGuilmon guy, he did tell me not to tell that to Gatomon.

About after fifteen minutes of typing, I noticed from the corner of my eye Guilmon putting his paw on the small mouse and clicking on a special "send" button. Finishing his report and turning the monitor off.

He gets up from the chair he was in and prepares himself to leave, I turn towards him… I haven't seen him in a while; this might be my only chance.

"Hey Guilmon…" I say

He sighs deeply. "Veemon…" he says, not looking towards me, with a very annoyed tone. "What did I tell you about talking to me?" he continued.

…Yeah, he's still pissed. "…Sorry." I reply.

He sighs again. "Look, don't apologize." He looks towards me "I'm still grateful for what you did to me back at the Great War; I still owe you a big one for that…" A pause, "But Veemon… I'm tired, annoyed, and we're being filmed, if you wanna sit down and talk about this – no hostilities – one day? Sure. I'm willing. But… Not now, okay?" he finishes.

A small smile forms itself on my lips, "Right… See ya tomorrow I guess." I tell him, mostly out of courtesy, it had been months since we made eye-contact after all… This war tends to be so tiring…

He doesn't reply, instead continuing to make his way towards the door, before touching the handle, he makes a short pause, and looks towards me again. "And thanks for making me listen to reason back there." He says.

"No probs." I reply.

He leaves, and I sigh, though happy, I'm still tired from having just gotten out of a certain-death situation, I look back to the monitor… The sooner I finish this, the sooner I'll be in bed.

September 5th
Saturday, 2020
11:45PM

Finally coming back from work, I throw myself on the bed almost immediately, grasping for air, I close my eyes, just hoping to be able to sleep soundly, but the door opens to my left, I look towards it, Davis comes through.

"Heya Vee." He says, "Sorry, did I wake you up?" he asks, closing the door behind him and taking his goggles off, putting them beside his desktop.

"Nah, I got here seconds ago." I answer him.

"You seem tired, had a tough day?" he asks, sitting down by my side.

"Like you wouldn't believe… I almost died today." I answer him, "Freaking SaberLeomon appeared out of nowhere to kill me…"

"Whoa, a SaberLeomon, and you beat him by yourself?" He asks, taking off his gloves, and throwing them on the desktop.

"Ha, I wish I was that strong. No, one of the guys from Team Omega saved me… I think his name was Chung or something." I reply, looking towards Davis, "He carries a freaking cannon on his back, can you believe it?" I continue, joking.

"You serious? Wow." He replies.

"Yeah… And there was this girl I met, Eve, she was the Leader of The Resistance back in 2017, never did know her name though." I continue, closing my eyes again, drifting to sleep…

The silence kicks in, I finally get the feeling that I'll be able to rest for a second or two… But Davis starts to talk. "Vee… Still awake?" he asks.

"Barely…" I reply.

"I… Well, I wanted to tell you something." He says, I open my eyes and looks towards him, he scratches the back of his head, laughing nervously. "What is it…?" I ask.

"I don't feel right hiding this from you… But yesterday night…" he starts, and takes a deep breath, "I caught you fapping."

I sit down, rather startled, great, I've been caught, not like that's too big of a deal. "What, you're gonna tell me you don't do that too? You act as if this is some sort of demonic sin or something." I tell him, laughing a bit.

"…That's not all." He continues, looking away, a deep blush on his face, "I… Did it along with you…"

…Huh?

…Did I hear that right?

He couldn't have possibly meant… "Davis… What…?" I ask, okay, now that's unexpected.

"I fapped to you fapping okay?! Jesus!" he says, looking back at me, the blush never disappearing from his face, then he looks down, towards the floor, "Sorry…" he says.

"W-Well…" Okay, I'm speechless, this is pretty sudden, yesterday he gloats about having twenty girls to date, and now he tells me he masturbates to my image? What the hell? "…I suppose this is a first-time thing?" I ask.

He nods in response, "Sorry… I just didn't want to lie to you… Felt pretty weird to do that… To you…" he says, well, that explains the questions this morning.

I sigh a little bit, sitting a bit closer to him, "Davis, it's nothing to be ashamed of." I tell him, he looks back to me, blushing slightly, "I mean… Look at me. I fucked over five hundred guys, really, it's no problem." I continue, "Besides, we've been friends for more than three decades, we can keep this a secret."

He smiles a bit, "Thanks…" he says, but then he looks towards the ceiling, still blushing, "…Veemon…" he says. "What is it?" I ask.

"I… I was thinking… Do you mind if… If we…" he clears his throat, blushing like a freaking red pepper and still looking towards the ground "…If we erm… Get together?" he finally finishes his sentence.

…Sudden question is way too sudden… But not entirely unwelcome. I smile a bit towards him, "Like, if we were boyfriends?" I ask him, he nods in response, "Well, you're pretty cute in your own right, and we have been friends for what seems like an eternity, and it would be a good idea for you to try something new." I tell him, looking towards the ceiling, "Sure, why not?" I finally give my final answer.

He looks towards me, "But… What about your reputation…?" he asks… I can see why that would be a problem, wouldn't be good for a relationship if I "got together" with anybody else. I sigh and look up, "You don't need to worry about that, Davis… I've been without sex for five and a half years now."

"What? Why?" He asks.

I scratch the back of my head, "All non-army Digimons are hostile, and Gatomon makes sure we work, so there's barely any time for us to actually talk to each other, I haven't talked to anyone in the army but you in the last few months. Life's tough, but I have to make do." I answer him, looking back. "And it wouldn't exactly be wise to try and go for a whorehouse now would it?" I chuckle.

He sighs in relief, I chuckle again, "Davis, don't worry, I've tried for long-lasting relationships before, I know how they work." I tell him.

"Before?" he asks, looking towards me again, "None of them worked?" he continued.

I clear my throat, okay, so I don't really like to admit, but yeah, none of them worked, "Pretty much… They were all afraid somebody else would find out about the relationship, and what would happen. A shame, I actually managed to last more than a month with some of them." I tell him, rolling my eyes, "I'm not exactly the luckiest guy when it comes to long-term relationships." I look towards him again, "Though don't worry, I'm not going to screw this one up." I continue.

"Say… Before this, who did you try with?" He asks.

"You'd never believe half of them." I chuckle. "But well… Renamon lasted about three weeks, a few random Digimon a few years ago…" I clear my throat "…Takeru for a month, Terriermon for another, almost got Lee too."

"Oh come on, get serious." He says, smiling, "I told you, you wouldn't believe me!" I reply, chuckling.

"How the hell did you convince Takeru?" he asks, "That was an eternity ago you see, wasn't much longer after the Armaggeddemon Crisis, lasted about a month before he decided to break up before Matt and Kari found out." I continue "I remember I lasted about three months with Biyomon, but then she turned lesbian, yay."

I laugh a bit, "Never thought I'd be telling you this though." I tell him, "Why?" he asks.

I sigh "I'm not exactly proud of my reputation, I mean; sure, it's not everybody that fucks as many people as I do… But sex is just sex, you know. It's a fleeting moment, it's good, sure, but it doesn't last forever." I continue. "Wish I could actually find someone to be with for the rest of my life."

I look towards him, "Of course, I may have just found that person, we'll just have to try." I finish, he blushes a bit, before I sit a bit closer to him, and lean my head on his side, he responds by hugging me with his right arm, bringing me just a bit closer… Oh god, how long has it been since I don't feel this warmth?

The moments just pass as he hugs me, before he lets go, I turn my head towards him, wondering what could it be, but he lifts me and makes me sit on his lap, and resumes hugging me, now from behind. He pulls me a bit, not too much; I guess he realizes that would be uncomfortable for my tail.

I take a deep breath and let myself relax, yup, Davis sure is trying… I feel something rubbing weirdly against my backside though, it takes a few seconds to realize, but heh, he has a boner, I look up towards him, grinning a bit, "Not exactly the best at self control, eh?" I ask him.

He blushes, "H-Hey… I've never been this close… To somebody before…" He says, but I laugh a little, "Oh don't worry, it's always weird the first time around, you'll get used to it." I tell him, he smiles a bit, before he turns his face away.

"Vee… You know… I got this weird idea in my head while shopping…" He starts, oh, so he was thinking about me while shopping? How cute. "Well… I don't think it's fair for me to… Erm… Masturbate to you doing the same thing." He really seems to be avoiding the word "Masturbation" here, Jesus, even I wasn't this nervous my first time around.

I just continue looking at him, expecting a follow-up, "So… I was thinking… Maybe I could…"

"Give me a handjob?" I ask, smiling jokingly, he blushes very deeply, and closes his eyes, before nodding, "Hey, you don't need to do that you know. It's not like I'm gonna blame you or anything." I tell him.

He sighs a bit, "I know… It just doesn't feel right." He continues.

I keep looking towards him, thoughtful for a moment… Well, I'm actually pretty needy nowadays, and he seems to be trying to take this seriously… If I play my cards right… "…Well… If you insist…" I reply.

He smiles a bit, I don't know why, maybe because this would give him peace of mind? Probably, whatever the case, he lets go of me with his right arm and puts his hand on my crotch, he starts rubbing slowly… Huh, so he does know how we work. Well, he probably read Joe's research, interesting to say the least.

Eventually, my balls and dick come out of their hiding pouch, already with dick half-erect, I look back towards him, with a smile on my face, "Be gentle…" I whisper, he smiles a bit more, even if his cheeks are burning red, he takes my dick in hand and starts the handjob slowly.

I'll admit, even I'm blushing right now, I sigh once as my breath accelerates, he speeds up a little, and I don't do anything but watch, just watch as my own destined gives me a handjob… This is rather weird, I'll admit, I never even thought before to go for Davis, but… It doesn't seem so bad.

I sigh again and he continues to speed up, he hugs me tighter with his left arm and I can feel his boner rubbing against my backside even harder, which only makes me enjoy this much more. "H-How… is it…?" He asks, I just relax, letting my head fall back on his shoulder, my heavy breathing hitting his ear, I slowly answer him "Keep going…" I tell him, with my eyes half-open.

He complies, just keeping the pace, subconsciously, I start humping into his hand, blushing a bit harder, I let out a small moan as I feel his hot breath hit my neck, time just seems to stand still as we are together, I've felt similar embraces before, but this is the first time somebody actually gives me a handjob while hugging me, damn this feels amazing.

I continue pumping as he actually lets out a small sigh as well… For a moment, I wonder why, until I realize my tail strokes his crotch every time I hump. I put my left hand on the bed to keep my balance, and with my right hand, I reach out behind me, touching Davis's crotch with it, and stroking his balls gently while my tail strokes his manhood.

"Vee…" he moans my name, he does what he can to just keep his handjob going, and I do what I can not to lose my balance and to keep him pleasured as well…

Of course, my orgasm finally builds up several moments later, I moan once, "Davis…" I moan his name, pumping harder and harder against his hand, "…I'm gonna cum…" I whisper through my heavy breathing, leaving my mouth open, grasping for air as I pass the point of no return.

Another heartbeat passes, and I feel my cum shooting out like an endless stream, I let out a very long moan, having to stop my job on Davis, giving into my pleasure. Several shots come out as my moan ends and is replaced by my still heavy breathing… As soon as I actually regain control of myself, I continue my job on Davis, making him seem a bit startled, I lift my left arm, hugging his neck and pulling it closer to me, "Vee…" he moans, his hot breathing hitting my ear only making me feel more ecstatic.

A few moments later, he buries his face on my shoulder, moaning deeply, I can feel his cum shooting, even if it's on his underwear, I desperately grasp for air for the next few seconds, removing my right hand from his balls and resting it on the bed.

I open my eyes and look forward… Holy shit I made a mess. My cum really shot out like a freaking river, some of it even stuck to the TV.

What seems like several minutes pass as both I and Davis catch our breaths, he opens his eyes and says "That… Was amazing…"

"You can say that again…" I reply, but my eyelids feel heavy now, I'm tired, escaped a certain-death situation and found another boyfriend and he gave me a handjob, all in the same day. "Shit… Davis… I'm tired…" I say, almost falling asleep already.

As soon as his breathing finally stabilizes, he puts me on the bed, covering me in the bedsheet, "Don't worry, I'll clean up here, you just go to sleep kiddo." He says.

Needless to say, I fall asleep almost immediately.