The sound of delighted laughter was heard in the distant of this snowy day, you stood under a single tree bundled up warmly. A deep purplish red scarf wrapped around you, slightly covering your mouth. There you stood by yourself looking around at the empty surrounding of nothing but snow. Hearing that same laughter again echoing around you, it was so familiar you knew it too well. Gasping slightly.

A shadow from a far moves passed you following it was that delighted child like laughter. Quickly you turn around in that direction to see nothing once again. Nothing but emptiness. Not understanding why, the echoing laughter comes again followed by a mild warm giggle. Having enough of this, you push off away from under the tree, your hand reaching out into the cold.

"Emeraldmon!?"you call into the air."Ototo-kun!?"

Calling out their names expecting them to appear but nothing happened. It was strange, very strange the laughter and giggles no doubt belonged to them, you knew Emeraldmon's giggles and your younger brother's laugh anywhere. Both where very distinctive in their own right. Hearing them always made your heart fill with joy, but at the same time cause it pain. To hear them again was the best thing for you, for some reason you heard it. Calmly you look around for any sort of sign, but you saw nothing. Your eyes saw nothing but your ears heard everything.

Hearing that delighted laughter followed by the most cheerful voice you had ever know."Wake up, Oneesan! Wake up."

"Amene-sama!"

"..."murmuring to yourself, you slowly open your deep red crimson eyes.

Everything was sideways to you laying down. Everything was still and quiet, again with the dream. The same one you've been having for some time now, it felt so real even though it wasn't. The voices felt so close and lively, it felt like you could feel their spirits around but every time you woke up there was no one, there was nothing at all. Nothing but your room, pinching your brow for a couple of seconds to take everything in, slowly you start to sit up exhausted despite your long rest. Turning to the left side of your bed that laid empty, next to it on the small drawer rested a very important picture. One that you stared at for a couple of minutes before starting your day. It was an old photo in the frame, that held great significance to you.

Sitting up all the way, your eyes stayed upon the person in the photo. Of a young boy at least six or seven, he had bright orange short messy hair with the brightest and widest blue eyes you had ever seen and know. Always with this huge happy smile on his face that was covered in dust of freckles. Though just a picture, it still made you smile warmly. Clasping your hands together you bow in respect to the photo.

"Good morning, Ototo-san."

Coming back you look at the time, which was perfect. Throwing the covers back you waste no time and get out of bed slipping on your slippers, yawning making your way to your over sized master bathroom. The perks of having royalties from winning all those Martial Arts tournaments, serious paid off. Being able to afford living on your own and this nice place, no fantastic place it wasn't to big nor to small just right in your eyes, though maybe not to others.

As Matt your step-brother would put it."Over the top."

His words not yours, if you had it do it. Was your motto, besides it was just a Penthouse. Another goggling yawn escapes you when something starts to ring. It wasn't your digivice instead it was your phone, your cellphone. Walking back out of the bathroom with your toothbrush in your mouth, you find your phone and read the I.D. to see who it was. Pressing talk and as coherent as you could speak with the toothbrush in your mouth say...

"Hello?"

The sun shinned brightly over Odaiba, people where off to work either by walking, car, bike or the train. Everyone seemly on their phones or other electronic device living little time for socializing with others. But hey that was the world people lived in, so it was consider the norm.

One which you never seem to like, but just had to deal with it. Jogging down the street with your headphones in getting in your daily run before heading off to school, dressed in your premium navy blue track suit from one of your old sponsors that still send you gear every now and then. Your hair was held back one of the headbands. Keeping a steady pace and breathing, moving out of the others way your mind focused and driven, the music that pumped in your hears simulated your body to keep going. Nothing like hard rock in the morning. Jogging across the bridge when suddenly you felt a strange anomaly, making you stop in your tracks and look around.

Everything seem normal enough, people walking by you, cars driving by like the usual. Maybe it was just your mind playing tricks on you, getting ready to start up again when you felt that strange feeling once again, this time a bit stronger. Now alert your eyes move around carefully, searching for anything. But there was nothing.

"...Strange.."you tell yourself before you continue your run.

After your morning run, you proceed back home and by looking at the time you needed to get ready for school meaning you would have to push your Martial Arts training for later. Sighing you head towards your room, grab your school uniform and hurry into the bathroom when you get yet another call. Sighing to yourself on how you hated inconvenient calls, but answer it anyway.

The first bell rang to inform students it was time to get class, meaning to wrap up whatever conversation that was going on or just pause it saving it for lunch or in passing. Students though still lingered in the halls and outside slowly making their way to their homeroom. No one was really or ever in a rush to head to class, being slow like snails getting class for their speed to change the second a intimidating aura entered the grounds and hallways. An aura gave instant respect and fear, each step the person took seem to shake the ground, their stance was one of power and confidence, their look cool, calm and aloof demeanor. Which many took as emotionless or soulless. That it scared them, a few students would shrink away others bowing to them in respect a couple would look on in admiration, while a few with jealousy but would dare not say it out loud.

Mummers and rumors spread like wildfire with this person, some of the rumors true others false. One thing for sure was that this person was not someone to mess with. Being an experienced fighter or brawler as others would call them, not even the toughest person in school could take them on and they had tired before to end up on a stretcher. Behind those sharp cold deep crimson red eyes hide a burning prowess, within that slim athletic endowed body that looked like something chiseled out of marble on would kill for, behind that fair almost porcelain skin hide a power house. Their dark deep purple hair that became glossy in a certain light setting, cut in a asymmetrical bob that reached just an inch above their shoulders, placed upon their hair biker glasses which signified being part of a biker gang, or they could be part of some cult seeing the metal cross necklace they wore. Or they could be a vampire seeing their skin color was consider abnormal, not mention the fact they wore those knee high black sharp boots that spelled superiority and dominance. Because of this the students where so kind to give them a name or names, either Beauty Buster or Punkish Princess. Pretty much giving them a reputation.

And because of this many did not bother to associate with them, not wanting to look pass their exterior to see what was inside. Which was alright with them because those who just looked outward would never know how loyal and genuine they are. But for those who did know, knew that it was something special and something to treasure deeply, because they did not give it freely but when they did. It was deeply rooted, those who looked outward didn't know their real story or what they where, what happened in their live years ago. Those who judge them didn't know the darkness they went through to become the person they are, their words never mattered to them, only those who where close to them. Those under their protection was all that mattered. Because to them, those in their lives mattered the most out of everything.

In the hallway on the second level Yamato Ishida a tall rather attractive fair skin seventeen year old boy with short slightly messy blonde hair with blue eyes who gave off this cool and laid back attitude many would find awesome, dressed in the High School's standard uniform a teal blazer with a white under dress shirt, black tie that hung loosely around his neck, with black pants and black shoes. The standard uniform for all males to wear in the school, yet Yamato seem to be able to pull off this chill look with it. He stood across from Sora Takenouchi, a seventeen year old girl with slightly tan skin, chin length orange hair and maroon eyes, she carried herself with a responsible and kind demeanor, one would consider a role model. Dressed in the schools standard uniform for the girls, a simple sailor fuku consisting of a white blouse with a red loose bow tie around her neck, a navy blue pleated skirt with a teal blazer, navy blue socks and brown penny loafers.

She was just given an invite from Yamato to attend his up coming consort for his group called "KNIFE OF DAY". Which would be playing this up coming Sunday, before she could respond, Sora notices a familiar face out the corner of her eye behind Yamato walking the other way.

She calls to them.

"Oh, good morning."

The person turns around whom Sora greeted, it was her dear childhood friend Taichi Yagami. A boy the same age as herself and Yamato, with lightly tanned skin, spiky massive brown hair and brown eyes. Dressed in the same uniform as Yamato stops and greets both his friends.

"Morning."he greets the two.

"Hey." Yamato casual responds back.

Taichi looks from Yamato to Sora who was holding the ticket Matt gave her, when someone comes up from behind and lightly smacks the back of his head getting his attention. The teen turns around to find Daigo Nishijima a youthful looking man with black hair and brown eyes, dressed in a sort of causal laid back attire for a teacher, which consisted of a white lab coat, a faded yellow shirt with a fade blue star in the center, brown shorts and white and pink slippers. He smirks at Taichi greeting him.

"Good morning, Yagami."

From afar Yamato and Sora watch the talk between the two which clearly Nishijima was not pleased with Taichi. Their little spectacle or small argument lasted for a bit, which concerned Sora. Yamato though seem to care very little but still keep his eyes upon it when someone called to him.

"Oi, Yamato-niisan."

Knowing that calm slightly monotone voice, belonging to his step-sister and fellow digidestine. You, Natsu Amane. He turns around to his sister who many in the school are still surprised they are actually family in a sense. He had more an approachable manner, while she was more aloof and less approachable. One thing the two shared was their cool demeanor, defiantly not looks. You had deep purple hair, he had blonde. He had blue eyes, while you deep crimson red ones. He was well known for good reasons, while not much could be said for his sister. Many would think these two as siblings would be at each others throats all the time, but that was far from it.

It was the opposite, they actually got along really well and cared for each other just like siblings. Though if others knew how the two of them had been towards one another many years before. They could not stand the other one but held respect, his sister would be snippy towards him and would often find him irritating, which was likewise for Yamato. He couldn't stand her when they where children to the point it lead to the both of them getting into an actual fist fight, actually a brawl. It was after that, they soon realized they where actually quite alike in many ways one being their closeness to their younger brother. Because of that, Yamato and his step-sister grew a great understanding with one another. Which lead to a sort of protectiveness mainly on Yamato's part, after becoming her brother it only grew even though he was well aware she could take care of herself just fine, he still felt compelled to do so.

And his sister, you felt the same with him. One would say the two are like two peas in the pod. Having him as a brother was just fine, neither you nor him saw thee other as a step sibling, having been through a great deal together. One thing was he could read you pretty well, despite your serious calm demeanor.

"Oi, Amane-neesan."he greets you back with a nod, which you return.

Hearing familiar voices you turn and see Taichi talking with Sora about a matter.

"What's going on?"you question.

Your brother sighs."He hasn't finished his career plan yet."

"Are you serious?!"

He nods his head. You growl lowly upset shooting your eyes at your bumbling brown haired friend, pinching your temples.

"I told him a hundred times..."you mumble under your breath.

A amusing chuckle comes Yamato, making you growl more. Before you could say anything the bell rang again for everyone to get to class. Ending Sora's lecture to Taichi. They turn around surprised to see you there.

"Hello, Amane-kun. Good morning."she address you with a smile.

You give her a light smile, greeting her back."Good morning too. Sora."

Turning from her you look directly at Taichi who stood there with that stupid open hearted grin. You just glare at him."...Baka-san."was all you said to him, which earn a snicker from your brother. Turning around start off to class, which you shared with Yamato while Sora and Taichi went into theirs.

All the way to class you kept calling a certain brown haired."Baka...Baka..."

Classes went by like normal,very slow for you since you new most of the material. You couldn't wait for lunch to start, which wouldn't happen for the next 15 minutes, so you passed the time staring out the window thinking. So many things flooded your mind, life, family, friends and other things. One thing in particular was the dream you have been having recently, it puzzled you a bit. Which made you worry, being puzzled always made you worry no matter what because you didn't understand why.

*Ototo-kun*you thought.*Emeraldmon.*

Looking out at the sky you saw their faces, one of your younger brother and that of Emeraldmon a green small stature cute imp digimon with large ears, a dark green muzzle with dark green feather wings and long prehensile tail. His light green eyes reminded you so much of him. It was hard for you to believe that, Emeraldmon was intended to be his digimon not yours. A responsibility you didn't want back then, but eventually understood and took. Not to mention his crest too, before you had to give it away to another. Because you couldn't hold onto it forever, letting things go was never easy.

A grim look came to your eyes at the thought, happy old memories came into your mind of them both. Both of them mirrored the other's personality so much, you often wondered if he was reincarnated into Emeraldmon. Which you still till this day, may they both rest in peace. The past something you never really liked, because of the painful memories it was filled with, which often caused you to be stuck there for some time. If not for two certain two who pulled you out, and not for the others you would still be stuck there.

Thinking of your close friends brought a smile to your face. Moving your eyes to a floating cloud watching it drift by, times sure have changed since those days everyone was moving forward into their direction on which life was taking them. Leaving little time to actually get together for anything, something you actually missed, but you where caught up in the tides of progression like them or at least almost like them. Hence one person was still lagging behind. That person being, Taichi.

The "leader" of the group or use to be group. The boundless energy boy, always up for something and a bit reckless because he never fully thought much through. Always up for something new, never really stopping trying to keep himself busy. Someone who cherished bonds beyond anything, his crest truly did fit him well. Despite his nature, he was one many would follow. Even someone like you, who couldn't stand people like him. Infact you detested those like him not to mention another type, who surprisingly became your best friend though that person lived miles away in another country.

Anyway back to Taichi, ever since the last time everyone was together he was himself. But since then, since life was taking it's turn now moving everyone forward, he seem to be stuck. It was like he was there but not all the way, like something was missing. Being the type of person he was, always playing it off not wanting to pay attention to things, important things preferring to deal with them on his own or just slack off with them. Like his career plan, which was very important at this day and age. You turned your eyes just a week after it was assigned, so there was nothing for you to worry about. Since you pretty much knew what you wanted to do. As for Taichi, that was another story despite your harsh words with him this morning it was only because you cared and you where worried.

Worried about him, something was wrong. Something was missing with him, even though seem cold on the outside to many they couldn't see what was inside.

"Taichi-chan."you whisper to yourself, opening your notebook looking at the small photo booth picture of the two of you taken about a year ago. You sat next to him dressed in a lavender halter sundress with white poka dots, he sat next to you dressed in casual clothes. His arm around your shoulder holding you close, both of you smiling. Yours was actually a genuine happy smile, while his was more excited grin, pretty much a cocky one. But none the less it was just as sincere as yours, you could see he was happy just as you where in the picture.

You smile at the picture at the fondling memory, when you felt that strange feeling again. Your head snaps up at the eerie feeling, it was the same as before. Something didn't feel right, but you just couldn't put your finger on it looking out the window in the direction that you believed it to be coming from. What was going on?

A question you would have to wait to answer, the bell rang for everyone to be dismissed for lunch. Packing up your things, you look out the window once more that feeling no longer there.

Students moved out the way allowing you pass right by them, a few bowing to you respect. But you paid them no mind, you had something else on your mind instead, someone else on your mind. Rushing down the halls, not finding them in their classroom. So the only other place they could be was the lunchroom, you reach it to find them not there but someone spotted you.

"Amane."

Turning you see Yamato waving to you, throwing away his tray making his way over to you. Reading your eyes he knew what was on your mind, and points in the direction you needed to go.

"He went to Nishijimi-sensei."

Looking down the hall in the direction you needed to you, a concerned sigh comes from you. Thanking him, you hurry off in that direction. It didn't take you long to reach the room, quickly you slow your pace down to a light walk and approach the door. Holding up your fist you get ready to knock, when you heard voices behind the door stopping yourself from knocking. Staying quiet and listen to the voices behind the door.

"..."you remain quiet.*Taichi-chan*

It was still lunch time for at least a couple of more minutes, chilling by the stairs, your phone buzzed and vibrated. Opening your school bag you take it out and read the replied message. Pressing a few buttons you send your message back to them, sighing to yourself. After what you heard outside of the teacher's room, over hearing the conversation between Nishijimi-sensei and Taichi. It finally made sense for his reason for acting this way, though you could have easily just entered the room and give your two sense, but decided against it. Something telling you it was not your place, and if was not your place you would not interfere. Unless it involved you. That was how you did things, it's not like you didn't care you just felt it wasn't your place.

Your phone vibrates again, you check the message to see who it was. Surprised at the message you had just received, it seem a bit short notice. Your finger looming over the first button before you responded, another message came up. From Taichi. Asking for you attend his soccer game with a winky face. A knot of guilt tied in your stomach, switching back to the earlier message looking at the time, then back over to Taichi's. You hated being in spots like this, both events where important, they meant a great deal. It was just one had to out weight the other. So you respond to one of them, and turn your phone not responding to the other, thinking about what to say.

Lunch ended and everyone went back to class, again it went by slow. But once school was over you couldn't be happier. Piling out of the building with the rest of the students, you stop at the front looking around for someone, when you hear someone call to you.

"Natsu-chan."

Turning around you find making their way over to you Koushiro Izumi. A teen boy a year younger than you, and a bit shorter than you. With light skin, short, red hair and slightly thick eyebrows, dressed in the male's uniform.

You wave to him with a light smile."Oi, Koushiro-kun."

"What are you doing here? Aren't you normally watching Taichi?"The mention of his name made your eyes drop."What's wrong?"

You look to him, he saw the turmoil in your eyes. Taking out your phone you show him the messages, he reads them at first his reaction was normal that is until he realized what it was that was bothering you. Gasping slightly. He hands you back your phone.

"Does he know?"

You shake your head."No. I haven't told him yet."

"I'm happy for you really. That's great."he congratulates you. You give him a somber half smile.

He could see you where not happy about this, but he also saw there was something more than just this that was bothering you. He gets ready to asks, when your phone rings and you pick it up.

"Hello?"your somber eyes lite up hearing the voice from the other side.

Knowing that look Izumi knew there was only really one person who could make cold eyes like yours light up. Hearing the delighted voice on the other end.

"Oneechan! Oneechan!"the voice on the other chimes.

You smile from the sound of their voice."Maki-chan!"

Looking to Izumi with an apologetic look, he took no offense and you left. Though before left you asked to tell Taichi you had something to do, which he would rely the message to him.

Night fell upon the city, you where home in your penthouse with another, well two. One who was preoccupying themselves with coloring in the coloring book for fun on the floor in the center of the family room, while the other sat with them watching them doing so. When looking at both it was clear the two on the floor where no doubt related having the same colored blonde hair, light skin and blue eyes. The only difference was gender and age, one being a boy in his starting teens around thirteen, dressed in laid back clothes, he had short blonde hair, matching that of the little girl who also had blonde hair but her's was longer reaching just an inch passed her shoulders, with a hair clip of a panda in it dressed in cute overalls and a pink and white shirt with a panda in the center. She was no older than three with the same blue eyes as the boys, but her's expressed more of a child like wonder. She was busy coloring or doing her art as she put it, with her one of her big half older brothers and your younger step brother as well Matt's younger brother, Takaishi Takeru.

The little girl holds up her book to observer her work.

"Niisan."she calls to Takeru, who give the girl his full attention."Look! What do you think?"

Her brother takes her book and at it pondering what to say, while his sister sat waiting patiently. Eagerly awaiting his judgement. He couldn't help but smile at her. A warm feeling always came over him when he looked at her, this must have been what his older sibilings felt whenever they looked at him.

Handing her back the book.

"I love it. Maki-chan."

A brimming smile comes to her, she was proud of her drawing. Looking passed her brother at the person behind him standing there holding a few things. One being a box of pizza, with plates on top, with some juice boxes. Her only older sister, you dressed in a comfy clothes nothing but pj shorts with dark green t-shirt with black bat in the center. You smile at your little sister, as she smiles up at you her arms up towards you.

"Oneechan!"her little eyes land on the pizza box and grow wider."Yeah! Pizza!"

You couldn't help but snicker, and sit down with the two of them putting the box in the center. Mika couldn't wait to eat, her eyes drooled like her mouth. You open the box and steam hits her face adding more to her drool. Picking up a slice you place it on her plate and give it to her. She takes it from you.

"Blow."you tell her, when the door bell rang.

Your brother who took a bite of his pizza looks over towards the door."Are you expecting anyone?"

You thought about it not sure, but you where not one to turn someone away.

"It's open!"you tell your visitor and turn back to the food, scolding your sister who slightly burned her tongue crying."Ah! Be careful."

She whimpers from the pain, her brother does his best to calm her down while not laughing. But someone else chuckles heartily.

"Awww, poor Kiki-chan."Taichi coos to her.

All of you turn around to see him there squatting down close to the little girl, who adds more tears and crawls over to him, so she could be babied by him. He scoops her up in his arms holding. And she got what she wanted, being babied. Something you where against but for some reason, Taichi, Yamato and Takeru loved to baby her, not mention pretty much everyone else. Mainly her god mother, Takeru's mother. You on the other hand didn't do it as much.

"Stop babying her."you scold Taichi who pays you no mind and does it more just to irritate you.

"Don't be jealous."he pesters earning a laughing from Takeru whom you shot a glare to shutting him up, which he almost chocked on his pizza. Which made you smile.

Slowly Maki calms down, taking a seat in Taichi's lap who joined the you on the floor grabbing some pizza and Maki's plate so she could finish eating. You remained quiet as the two guys talked. Taichi bringing up about his game asking if your younger brother could go, he had to decline since he was going to Matt's opening night with his band. Though he brushed it off like it nothing, you begin to dread when the question turned to you.

"Ama-chan."he calls to you."You're coming to the game right? This Sunday at 2, I sent a text to you today but you didn't respond."

The tone of his voice was light-hearted and sweet, filled with hope and assurance you would definitely come. Which only made you feel worse. Feeling your mood switch, Takeru saw the answer behind your eyes he gives you a sympathetic look.

Realizing your silence, Taikai knew something wasn't right and the answer he was expecting wasn't going to happen. Which angered him a bit.

"Amane?"he uses your whole name, his voice was hot with a upsetting demanding tone.

Swallowing your feelings the best you could and look at him.

Though your eyes told him you where sorry, your words didn't come out like that."Tai-chan."your voice cracked a bit but stayed firm."I can't go to the game."

He was shocked by this, but his anger made it hard to see."Why?"he hisses.

"..."you get up and get your phone, coming back in just a few seconds finding the text and let him read it while you explained."I've been offered this amazing opportunity,"you start doing your best to be thrilled despite tension in the air. Hoping he would understand and be supportive of it."I'm be offered go to Milan, their top fashion artist wants to use to start a up a athletic wear, with me as their main symbol. The plan leaves Sunday.."the last word trails off.

Takura looks from you to Taichi, he could feel the heated tension in the between the two and not just him but also Maki who started to whine. Quickly thinking her brother takes from Taichi and ushers her away leaving into the next room so the two of you could settle things.

It was clear from both sides neither was happy, Taichi not thrilled on you leaving expecting you to stay and come to his game. An important one to him, while you expected his support and understanding that big things where happening to you, and it was a once and life time opportunity many would dream of. You where moving forward in life, something you needed to do, you couldn't be stuck back in the past it was all around everyone was moving in their own direction. You were not holding onto the past he was, normally you would go to his games, heck you never missed one even had Sora webcam it for you so you see it. You gave a great deal, all you wanted was his support in this and acceptance in the choice you made, by yourself.

Both of you glared hard at the other, unyielding glares. Neither was going to cave in, your stare though was more dominating this his having years of practice with it, not even Yamato could out match you which said a lot. A stare many said reminded them of your horrid father, a creature you wish not think about. Your eyes would go cold and merciless a look that could cut someone. A look that would some times send shivers down Gatomon's spine whenever you had it on, something you tired to do little of, for her sake.

Though the same as your father's there was a bit of difference between it, yours was not to intimidate not this one. The one you where giving him was looking straight in his soul, to see the truth, you didn't need your inherited "skills" from your father to see and know the truth. Seeing the actual core, Taichi realized this and looks away quickly bitterly clicking his tongue sharply. Coming to your senses on what just happened, your eyes soften at him opening your mouth to try and talk with him.

But he gives you a cold shoulder, standing up quickly.

"Tai-ch-"you call after him.

"GO FOR ALL I CARE!"he shouts at you. In his eyes you saw nothing but red and pain. Even so you where not a fan of being yelled at.

"TAI-CHAN!"you snap back adding more fuel to the fire, though your tone was lessen than his more sympathetic but it was hard for him to see it.

As another emotion clouded his judgement and thinking, he looks at you hurt and wounded. Whatever was bothering him, he needed to say it even if you knew, because he knew you knew which was why he could not look you in the eyes. So instead he took the coward way out, balling up his fist he lets out a frustrated growl and swings at the air with all his might, and storms out.

"FINE LEAVE ME!HAVE FUN IN MILAN!"he screams at you slamming the door that echoed through out the place.

It was enough force to cause one of the pictures in the frame by the door to loosen from the wall and fall off. His reaction was not what you expected, it shocked you and slightly scared you. But it really hurt you the most, your younger siblings where hesitant to come out. Everything was quiet, the air still felt heated and tense, the only sounds where from Maki who had her head buried in her brother's chest crying. Takura does his best to calm her down, walking over to you.

"Ane-chan..."he places a hand on your shoulder, his eyes look over you worried.

Balling up your fist tightly, dropping your head turning it away from him so he would not see you like this. He could feel your body tensed, he knew you where upset and distraught about what just happened. That your body was trembling a bit.

"...Baka..."you say under your breath.

Doing what any brother did, Takura pulls you into him offering you comfort the best he could.

Sunday couldn't have arrived any sooner, you had everything packed closing the last of your suitcase the driver comes and takes it. Just one more thing, you add in your biker sunglasses on the top of your head, check yourself in the mirror. Dressed in a deep dark purple tube crop top with a crimson bat in the center, with a dark grey short sleeve crop demi jacket with dark gray elbow finger less gloves, and dark blue demi with knee high black boots.

Looking around the room one last time, your eyes land upon an old photo in your room of back then with ever. Sentimental memories flood your mind, feeling your eyes starting to sting. A empty feeling started to form in you. Walking over to the picture, Sora gave it to you a copy she had, actually everyone said was for you, so you knew you had friends and would never be alone always together. You stood behind both Takura and Hakari back when they where just little kids. It was the last time all of you where in the digital world, hard to believe back then you wore such rough and hard things. Dressed in military cargo pants, with a black tank top that had a dark gray bat in the center, your hair was longer and a bit messy. You really looked like a punker's kid. With your metal chain belt.

Your eyes trail the whole picture stopping on everyone thinking of a great memory. Most of them funny and warm others annoying but still good, bringing a smile to your face. The last person your eyes stopped on was Taichi, the memories with him back then often included bickering on with him or him insulting you, mainly asking if you where a girl. Questioning your gender, which always earned him a punch in the face if you where lucky or either Jo or Yamato holding you back before you jumped him. It always involved pranks in which the two of you pulled on the other, which never seem to end unless Sora stepped in or Yamato did, which the both of you earned a scolding from. A few time you questions his leadership skills calling him weak and prissy often wondering his hair was filled with nothing but air, which he would retort saying your heart was nothing but coal.

Oh the many comebacks and tension between you both, not realizing till years later it hide something. He was the one to tell you when you came to live with everyone to have in a sense a "normal" life from all your travels. At first it was out of looks with him, or so you assumed it was. But when he told you what it really was shocked you. You could still remember that day, it was just a few weeks after you found out about what happen to Emeraldmon, the devastating truth, you had lost it and with your "gifts" went out of hand. If he had not reached out to bring you back, if not for his words you could still hear.

"I won't go anywhere. I promise. I won't let you go either. Ama-chan."

Words that brought you to your sense. Words that he kept his promise with and he meant every last word of. Words that made you question your decision right now. Words that made you wonder if you where holding up your end? Because clearly he remembered those words, from the heartbroken look in his eyes a few days ago.

"Natsu-sama."the driver breaks your deep thought.

Snapping you out of it, you turn to him he stood there waiting for you."Yes?"

"All the bags are in the car, are you ready to depart?"

Looking around the room once more, you hesitantly nod your head and walk out.

The door of the luxury car closes on you, you look one last time at your home hearing the car start up and feel it drive off the building become more distant and distant. Having enough you turn your back to it, to keep you mind occupy you take out your phone looking through your messages mainly from your mom about her concerns, some from Yamato and Takura, Izumi, Hikari and Sora. None from Jo, which was understandable he was busy with studies, scrolling through expecting to see a certain one, but there was nothing. Which bummed you out, scrolling back to the top starting the most recent text from Yamato to respond to it, when something on the radio caught your ear.

"Reports have been made of a strange large looking red beetle creature flying over head."

The radio says. Alarmed by this, you knew that description too well.

"Kuwagamon?!"

Okay so this was the first chapter, I hope the honorifics where alright, if not I do not mind correction though kind correction for the honorifics. Thank you again. Another thing I will be changing the description of the story just a bit. For those new reading this story I just redid it from an old one had on here.