Ishida
Yamato awoke with a pounding headache. He groaned, and sat up in bed.
Sleeping next to Yamato was a strikingly beautiful blonde girl, her
long hair spread across her pillow. Yamato looked down at her and
frowned. He couldn't remember her name. Dana? Dina? It was
something with a "D" he knew. Oh well, it wouldn't be the first
time he would have to ask. If he was even here when she woke up.
Yamato got up and went into the bathroom, looking for aspirin.
"God
I really hate these frigging hangovers," Yamato said quietly to
himself.
"Then
don't drink so much," said a small, blue figure that had walked
up behind Yamato.
"Don't
tell me how to live my life Gabumon," said Yamato angrily.
"I'm
not telling you how to live anything," said Gabumon. "I'm just
a little annoyed you forgot me at the bar… again."
"I
did?" asked Yamato in surprise, "Oh shit, I'm really sorry."
"It's
okay," said Gabumon in a happy voice, "It's just lucky I had my
room key and I remembered which room was ours."
Yamato
smiled at the digimon's bright optimism. "Wait a minute, room
key? Where are we?" asked Yamato.
"We
are in New York with your band," said Gabumon, "Don't you
remember?"
"Not
really, I think I drank too much last night," said Yamato slowly.
"There
were about ten little glasses on the bar after you were done," said
Gabumon "is that too much?"
Yamato
laughed and replied, "Yeah. Which bar was it at again?"
Gabumon
shook his head and asked, "Do you remember anything about last
night?"
Yamato
frowned and shook his head.
"Well
you were at a bar with your band," said Gabumon. "Then I think
you drank too much and came home with Dorothy. Then you two went to
sleep."
"Ah
I knew she had a "D" name," said Yamato with a slight grin.
"Wait, you said there were ten little cups on the bar?"
"Yeah,"
said Gabumon, "I think."
"Damn
Gabumon, I don't think we can pay for this room. I think I spent
all my money on booze. Come on, I think we could sneak out a side
door," said Yamato.
"What
about Dorothy?" asked Gabumon.
"Who?"
replied Yamato.
"The
girl who you came home with," said Gabumon.
"Dorothy
will be fine," said Yamato. There were some noises from the
bedroom. "Crap she is up. Come one Gabumon, let's run." Yamato
grabbed his instrument and his wallet and rushed out of the room with
Gabumon following close behind.
"Yamato
I do not think this is right," Gabumon panted behind him.
"Don't
talk, just run," said Yamato. The pair sprinted down the stairs to
a side exit. Standing by the door was a security guard.
"Hey,
where are you off too in such a hurry?" he asked menacingly.
"Uh…"
stammered Yamato. Suddenly, Yamato exploded forward and charged the
guard. As he ran forward, a bright white portal opened in front of
him. He fell forward, and Gabumon rushed forward and grabbed him,
dragging them both through the portal.
Izumi
Koushiro stared down from the rooftop of his apartment building. The
people looked like ants, and the cars looked like toys. His
ever-faithful laptop was strapped to his back, and Tentamon sat at
his heels.
"Koushiro,
what are we doing up here?" asked Tentamon.
"We
are making amends," said Koushiro.
"Making
amends? What's that?" said Tentamon in a curious voice.
Koushiro
laughed and said with a tear in his eye, "I'm going to miss you
Tentamon."
"Why
Koushiro, where are you going?" asked Tentamon, who was incredibly
puzzled by the whole situation.
"To
a better place," replied Koushiro sadly, "a place a little nicer
than this cold world." He stared down at the ground again. With one
step he could make it all better. Make the pain just disappear. It
would be the last step he would ever have to take. And then, just
after a fifteen second free fall it would be over. "I love you
Tentamon," said Koushiro as he stepped over the edge of the
building.
"KOUSHIRO!"
Tentamon cried and flew forward. He latched onto Koushiro and began
to try to fly him back up, but to no avail. As they both fell, the
same bright white portal that had grabbed Yamato opened up, and
snatched both Koushiro and Tentamon up in mid air.
A
pretty brunette girl named Michele sat on her bed, kissing and
cuddling a massive man, who was sitting down next to her. He reached
his hand up her shirt, when suddenly the bedroom door was banged
open. "Honey, I'm home early!" exclaimed a tall man dressed in
a pair of scrubs and carrying a gym bag. Kido Jou stared at the bed,
dumbfounded. "What's going on here?" he asked, enraged.
Michele
smiled and said, "You just weren't man enough for me Jou."
"You're going to pay for this you stupid girl," said Jou threateningly.
"Like you have the balls to do anything you wimp," said Michele in a mocking voice. "Anyway if you tried to do anything Mike would beat you up, he is a lot bigger than you."
"A
gun renders all sizes equal," Jou said quietly.
Jou
reached into a dresser drawer and pulled out a handgun. He raised it
toward the bed and was about to pull the trigger when a bright white
portal opened up in the room and dragged Jou in…
Ishida
Takeru sprinted through the park as fast as he could. He was late. He
was supposed to meet with Hikari and her brother Taichi, who was
visiting from college. Taichi's friend Sora was also supposed to be
there. Patamon sat in his backpack saying, "Hurry Takeru, we are
going to be late."
"I
know, I know," said Takeru with a smile. It would be nice to meet
with some of his old friends. After a minute or two, he pulled up at
the fountain, where they were supposed to meet. Standing there was
Hikari, Taichi, Sora, and all their digimon.
"Hey
guys," Takeru said.
"How are you doing Takeru?" asked Hikari.
"Not bad, that was a tough test in bio though," replied Takeru.
"Yeah," said Hikari. "So how are you two doing?" Hikari asked, addressing Taichi and Sora.
"Not bad, college is pretty fun," said Taichi.
"Yeah-," Sora began until Takeru yelled, "Look up!"
A bright white portal had appeared above the four friends. It rapidly spun around, dragging them in.
Tachikawa
Mimi stared dreamily into Damon's eyes. They were so pretty in the
dimly lit restaurant. The dreamlike moment was broken with a clatter
of silverware. Mimi laughed as Damon dropped to the floor to pick up
the silverware he dropped. Mimi shook her head; he could be so clumsy
at times. She sneaked a look at Palmon, who was hiding in some potted
plants and smiled. Mimi had been going out with Damon for a year now,
and he was just as nice, and shy, as when she had met him.
"Mimi,"
Damon's voice came from the ground. Mimi looked down and saw Damon
on one knee, facing her. "Will you marry me?" Before Mimi could
open her mouth to say anything, a bright white portal opened up above
her, and dragged her and Palmon in.
Well there is chapter one, don't worry, things will heat up in the coming chapters. I haven't forgotten this is also a romance. ; )
