[The Black Towers]
The pencil scratched softly against the paper, leaving the marks even and straight. All around the room was warm and silent, with the odd whisper of wind outside and the occasional hum from the single computer; turned on only a while ago.
The young man stretched and stared up at the ceiling, revelling in the quiet. It's not everyday one can simply relax and clear their minds to an extent that the whole world consisted of nothing but the here and now. It was times like this that Daisuke was happy to be an artist/author. It gave him the ability… no, the privilege of being able to simply space out and enjoy nothing but the beating of his own heart.
Slowly the morning grew late and outside children entered in through the gates to 'enjoy' yet another day of school.
Daisuke was always happy to come early, meaning he'd have time on the way to stop by the Inoue store and buy himself something for a small breakfast. Miyako had asked him once how come he was always late to class, yet was still up early enough to come from his apartment, past the school, to her parent's store, and back again. He'd told her that he liked to take detours.
You must understand that there's no point in getting up early if your not going to at least enjoy the outside for a brief period of time. Of course there was always the fact that Daisuke spent his time in either the music room, or the computer room – or some other place – to either do some work or practise. Sometimes he'd be playing instruments in the music room, doing schoolwork on the front steps, or drawing in the art room. Other times he would be typing programs and stories on the computer, or wondering around the school either writing ideas or practising one of the many languages his parents made him learn.
Today was no different as he practised writing in German, after having practised using advanced HTML on the computer. He stared at the glowing screen, showing a rather interesting display of colours and light that was once a blank page.
Daisuke stretched again and looked at the cupboards behind him. He could still hear the faint snoring from inside, where the in-training Digimon were sleeping. He'd arrived not more then half an hour ago, only to find all five Digimon fast asleep, Rookie, Champion and all.
Tailmon had come out a little later at the sound of typing probably thinking it was Miyako. After watching the many codes and numbers going into Daisuke's program she fell asleep on the windowsill.
With a faint smile Daisuke deleted his work and sifted through his bag, eventually pulling out a small navy-blue notebook. It didn't look 'well-used' like his other notebook, and was much bigger than it too. Written in silver ink on the cover was the word 'Journal'. It had been a present from Hikari, surprisingly enough, and he was quite happy to receive it, despite giving the odd joke that he would probably never use it.
With a smile he plucked out another pen, sifted through the first few pages and began writing.
+ Journal Entry, San +
Okay so I guess even I can get carried away into certain things. This Digiworld is a lot more amazing then I first thought. The first two days were basically a quick ride in which I spent most time unconscious in the second day. But I tell ya, when these things get going…
Oh sorry, I did it again. Anyway it all started in the afternoon after school when we went into the computer room where our Digimon were staying.
Miyako had brought them some food, and I have to admit, it is amusing watching them go nuts over earth food. Miyako had turned on the news while we waited for Iori.
They were showing the results from the Computer Programming Contest. I'd been invited to go but dad tore up the invitation. And in case your wondering I meant I was invited to watch, not join in.
The winner was Ichijouji Ken, the prodigal Boy genius. Makes me wonder why Koushiro didn't enter. Anyway, while Miyako and Hikari seemed to have gone into 'Fangirl' mode, Iori came in and we went to the Digiworld.
The only reason that this is important is because I realised that the Kaiser's unusual hair colour actually match's Ken's. And in case my observations are boring you I'll get into the more important stuff…
So we went to the Digiworld and were looking around there when suddenly the Kaiser appeared. Veemon and me went to attack him when we went right through him! Later I scolded myself for not noticing that he was see-through and the image seemed to be fuzzy like a TV set. Holograms…
He kept going on about being the only perfect human and how only he was a Digidestined. I don't know about the others but I felt sorry for him, believing in perfection and all the rest of it. In my mind there's no such thing as perfection because everyone has a different view for what it is. Of course the Kaiser's observations were a bit more warped then others but…
Anyway he said we were trespassing and sent some Tyrannomon after us. Not fun. Miyako, our Digimon and me kept them busy while Iori, Hikari and Takeru ran off. I don't quite know why but I think the Kaiser enjoys using the Digimon like pawns in a game.
Later they showed up again with two flying armour Digimon. Patamon had armour Digivolved to Pegasusmon, and Tailmon had armour Digivolved to Nefertimon. With their help we were able to destroy the dark rings on the dozen Tyrannomon and send the Kaiser off on one of his Airdramon.
Takeru told me later that he and Hikari had been the keepers of the crests of Hope and Light and had found the Dejimentals of those crests in a cave they'd found.
Somehow, even though he never told me, I knew which crest belonged to whom. Then again, I'm not sure if anyone would doubt me on this either.
Through this battle I guess the foremost thing on my mind was how much things are both the same and different in both worlds. For one thing, coming to the Digiworld the first time I'd gotten the feeling that perhaps it was like some sort of escape from our world. Yet, in another way, it was just like earth, and perhaps even worse.
~*^*^*~
Tailmon had been watching the fluid movements of the boy's hand as he wrote in the book on his lap. Curious she'd leaned over trying to read over his shoulder. She'd accidentally bumped him with her claw, and – not expecting him to react – almost fell off the ledge she was on as he leapt out of the chair and spun with a yelp.
"Ara, Gomen Tailmon!" [OH my!] Daisuke smiled down at the little cat-like Digimon, before he bent to put away his things. Tailmon's ear twitched as she watched him. He was very unlike the others, and interested her. Unlike the way he acted around the rest of the destined, he seemed to enjoy being on his own, doing odd things she didn't understand.
Now you see Digimon have a way of sensing things that Humans can't, like smells, feelings and sometimes the very aura of a person. Daisuke gave the impression that he enjoyed the presence of the Digimon more then that of another human. To the Champion this was odd.
"What were you writing?"
"I was writing what happened in the Digiworld the other day."
"Why?" Daisuke shrugged as he closed his bag and sat on the computer chair again.
"Dunno. Maybe in case I forget." Tailmon shook her head, bemused.
"In that case, don't forget to add how the Kaiser looks after he's been beaten! Now there's a funny expression!" The two laughed.
"Davis?" The door slid open and Takeru peered into the room. "There you are! We'd thought maybe you'd been kidnapped!" The blond came in, amused by his own joke. Daisuke rolled his eyes.
"Oh, Aa? Well then you wouldn't have much trouble finding me," [Yeah] He stood up and struck a – very strange – pose. "Who could resist someone like me?"
"A sane Digimon?" Tailmon tried, causing the dark-skinned youth to Facefault. Takeru merely laughed and came over to the window to pet the cat-Digimon. Daisuke returned to his seat, only to miss in his hast to appear 'normal' and ended up on his butt again.
"How can such a great soccer player be such a klutz?" Takeru laughed.
"Practise!" Said Daisuke, grinning rather foolishly. He was enjoying the attention the blond and Digimon were giving him. It was as if they were all real – rather mismatched – friends. "So, TJ, why were you looking for me?"
"It's TK, and my mom phoned your mom to see if I could come over today." Daisuke blinked.
"How come?" Takeru eyed him as if he found the redhead strangely humorous.
"Well you see she's a reporter and she's mostly not home, and because she doesn't want me to be on my own she asked if I could hang out with you. That is, if its alright?"
"What did my mom say?" He asked after letting this sink in. Takeru shrugged.
"She said it'd be great." Daisuke smiled.
"Then its okay, though… could I ask a question?"
"Sure, what?"
"Why'd you want to come hang out with me?" Takeru stared at him for the longest time before he – half playfully – held up his hand and started to count off by his fingers.
"Well first your place is on my mom's route home from work, second I couldn't stay with Miyako because of her after-school chores and activities, plus her brother keeps giving me weird looks. And I couldn't stay at Iori's because of mostly the same reason. And I couldn't stay at-"
"Alright! Daijoubu! Sheesh, you think of everything don't you Takaishi-kun?" [All right] Daisuke quickly hid his face in his arms, realising what he'd just said.
You see he'd been calling Takeru all the different abbreviations for TK as a joke, and the only times he'd ever called his friend Takaishi were when he was either being rude or joking. Of course the -Kun had been a surprise, seeing as he only ever called him that in his own head.
"Thanks Davis." Takeru was either a real blond, or hadn't noticed. Well, either that or he had noticed and just didn't think much about it.
Daisuke raised his head to see Tailmon smiling her own feral grin at him.
It was much, much later, in fact a few hours later, when the group got together once more to head off to the Digital World…
~*^*^*~
I can't believe that I'm even thinking this but these guys may just be good friends after all. It may be a bit soon to think so but they have all the makings of good friends, of what I know of them anyway. At least they're kind to me and try, unlike other 'friends' I've met. Anyway, back to the whole Digiworld thing.
The next day we went with Taichi to the Digital World, once again seeing these Dark Spires. We went to this sort of small colosseum type structure where some Gotsumon were being held captive. They said that the Kaiser was making them fight each other for his amusement, which made the others pretty mad. Me, I just tried to figure out how someone could find it amusing to watch two creatures fight each other. Frankly I don't think I want to know.
Anyway, because we were worried at how easily we were able to help them, we took the Gotsumon back to the real world with us. Now you see, Gotsumon are basically small moving piles of rocks, with eyes and… something resembling a brain. When we got back our little 'plan' for hiding them was telling anyone who happened to come into the classroom that they were some experiments Iori had made for his sculpting class. Of course I'm still trying to figure out wether or not he was lying about actually taking one, cause he never said anything about it before. Then again who spends their free time with their friends talking about which classes they take?
Ahem, anyway. Koushiro asked to borrow Miyako's Digivice to find out how come our new devices could open Digiports, and their old ones couldn't. Actually I'd like to ask how he figured that out, cause I'd like to know too.
We all went our somewhat separate ways after this. I heard Takeru was going to go ask his brother, Yamato, with help in hiding the Gotsumon. Miyako and Hikari stayed in the computer room and last I heard of Iori he was also in the computer room with the Digimon.
I went away to the music room to practise few of the many instruments I play. The reason I have so many 'hobbies' is because I'm sort of like, stuck-in-a-wall. I'm not sure of the things I like and am good at, so whenever I find I can do something, no matter how small, I normally end up doing it. Which is why I can play Guitar, piano/keyboard, drums, the viola and two different wind instruments (One of which I normally carry around with me everywhere).
I noticed a letter on the door, which was a request for 'music tutors'. Well seeing as I taught myself to play most of my instruments by chance, and books, it sounded like a fun thing to do.
Just as I was writing down my name and the days I'd be able to help, my D-terminal went off. It was from Miyako saying there was trouble in the Digiworld. I finished my entry and hurried down to the next floor where the computer room was. See our school building has three floors, not including the basement or the roof, both of which are also frequented by students and teachers alike.
As I got there Yamato and Takeru both showed up, Miyako half scolding me for being late. Hey lighten up, it's not like I don't have anything better to do! Well, okay no I don't but still.
It turns out that it was Gabumon, Yamato's Digimon, who looked in pretty bad shape when we found him next to the TV set. It's pretty cool how the Digimon are able to send a quick SOS through the TV's (which are actually 'hidden' Digiports) to their partners.
Now the Digital Kaiser had taken over a small town Gabumon was watching over called Santa Ceria, where he had told them to construct something called a Control Spire. Now, as Gabumon was saying this, I realised those Spires must not just be either markers or perhaps monuments, and so was determined to find this out.
Of course I don't think I helped that much when I said perhaps we could Armour Digivolve and just bust on in. I was thinking perhaps with our Armour Digimon we might be able to bust in, scaring off what Gabumon said were called Veggimon.
Of course then Yamato got mad and said we should be careful if we wanted to save the trapped Gazimon. Now I don't care what anyone says, I'm not a complete idiot, I know the difference between breaking in and sneaking in, but sometimes someone has to make at least one stupid suggestion if only to help the others think more clearly on what we should do. Well okay, actually I thought that because every other time we'd come we'd fought as hard as we could, and though I knew this time should be different I wasn't about to say so for fear of being rejected. That worked about as well as me trying to keep a straight face while singing…
So Takeru and Hikari decided to sneak up and try and rescue the Gazimon, or find out about this control spire. Of course then I shoot off, not wanting to be left behind while my two new friends could be in serious danger. Of course trying to be light-hearted by called Takeru T.E., as well as them probably getting the wrong ideas from my ramblings didn't much help.
Of course they didn't have to laugh at me because I was jokingly getting Takeru's nickname wrong. You try and act like the worlds your friend… oi…
So we do come up with a plan in the end… a really good one, mind. Funny it was Tailmon's idea; I like her, she's pretty cool. Then again I like all the Digimon, they're kind of like pets, only if your going to tell them all your secrets they can answer back, though unlike say, a human friend, they'll keep it secret as well. Of course I've never told anyone my 'secrets' if you could call them that, so I'm not too sure on the whole 'trust' thing.
~*^*^*~
He watched as they all went their separate ways, either home or to other areas. He sat on the crossing rails as he waited for Takeru, who was inside talking to someone. Frankly he didn't care who and was greatful for the time he had to spend in his own thoughts.
He gave a faint shudder at the memory of snow and wind. Today they had travelled to an area called 'Crystal Land', where everything was basically a frozen wasteland.
Daisuke hated the cold with an almost unnatural passion. Because he was just about frozen on the inside, feeling cold on the outside tended to be a lot worse then for a normal person. To explain this further you'd have to understand that because of how badly bruised and cut Daisuke was, he tended to feel either the heat or cold on whole different levels compared to other kids.
But for now the Control spires occupied his mind, or Dark towers. They had seen one when they'd travelled to the Digiworld with Taichi to free the Gotsumon, and had figured out later that day that they were the source of power for the dark rings; Kind of like beacons, or antennae.
They – meaning himself and the rest of the Digidestined – had found out that most of the Digiworld was covered in these spires – as shown by Koushiro. It would take quite a while to revert all of those Black squares to White ones.
He shook his head, heaved yet another sigh and took off his backpack. He would have started searching absently inside had a blue and White face not popped out with a loud gasp just under his hands.
"Uwa! Chibimon!" [*A scream, or shout* Waah!] He shoved the little Digimon back into his pack. "What are you doing in there?!"
"I wanted to come home with you." The little guy pouted. "Miyako and Iori took Upamon and Poromon home, and Tailmon and Patamon keep going out too, and I was getting lonely." Daisuke stiffened slightly. He knew what it was like to be lonely, on completely new levels to what Chibimon felt, and so decided to hold the little Digimon to his words.
"Alright, but I have a rule for you to follow for now. There'll be more when we get home, got it?" The little guy bounced in the bag, joyous. "You mustn't make any noise while you're in that backpack. Now listen carefully. If I heard so much as a squeak your headed right back into the computer lab cupboard, and I'll never take you home again, got it?" Chibimon blinked up at him.
"I promise…" He said, looking uneasy.
"Davis be nice to him," Takeru said as he ventured out of the gates. Daisuke jumped again and hugged the backpack as if for protection. Either Takeru was the most unobservant person he'd ever met, or didn't find this unusual. "He just wanted to be with you, just like all our Digimon." He reached up to scratch Patamon's head, from where the orange and tan Digimon was resting on his own head.
Then the blond grew serious, eyeing Daisuke with the gaze of someone in authority.
"I thought you'd already taken Chibimon home with you. Did you leave him in that cupboard for two weeks?"
"A week, 2 days, and 16 hours." Takeru stared at his friend. Patamon gave what sounded to be a giggle, and Chibimon poked his head out of the bag again, munching on something Daisuke defined as crumbs left from past breakfasts and lunches.
"You are very strange."
"Look who's talking, Gilligan!" The two started walking together.
"At least I don't wear Go-guru as a fashion!" [Goggles]
"At least I have fashion."
"What? That bomber jacket you wear?"
"Your shirt is blue and yellow!"
"So?"
"It looks like puke!"
"I like blue and yellow!"
"You like puke?!"
A/N: The part about Takeru coming over to Daisuke's came from the episode when Ms. Takaishi was talking to Mr. Motomiya one Christmas eve. You know, how she thanks him for having Takeru come over so often. The last part might sound a little odd, but that's because I thought Takeru's shirt was yellow and green and had to change it after checking the pictures. (Its actually Aqua but okay (; P)