I don't own digimon.

Characters: Various

Universe: 02/Tamers kinda

Series: 'The Digital Queen'

Notes:

Welcome to the 100th chapter of AWC. Took me long enough to get here. As such, here's something that's taken six years to write. As in, this has existed in a notebook for six years (at the time of writing) and it's only now being updated. Maybe in the future, I'll post the original.

Chapter 100

Six years late

For the two passengers of this train, it had been a long time coming. Six years, to be exact. No wonder everything in here smells so awful. Guess that's what I get.

"Wait, really?" One of the passengers - a boy with red hair reaching down to his back announced, slowly standing up on his own two feet. Shakey in the knees, he managed to keep his balance. At least for a moment. "Hey Kari, we could pretend we're American rockers!"

His companion, a brunette with hair that's just as long tries to hold back her laughter at the moment.

"You mean British rockers, right?" the girl answered, trying her hardest to not laugh at the moment. Even if her cat partner had no clue what the hell was going on.

"I have a name." the cat digimon muttered, the author having totally forgotten their name. It's probably Atomon or something. "It's Gatomon!"

I'm kidding. I'm kidding. I just wanted to have a little fun. Though, that death glare is not at all welcome here, young lady.

"Gatomon, at least death glare at me." Kari explained, her partner's gaze somewhat shifting in that general direction. Though, she was more focused on the boy. "Davis, you got everything. Right?"

'Davis' nodded, holding up a duffel bag along with a blue creature. Not quite a dragon, but somehow was one. Genetics are weird. Wait, that doesn't count for digimon.

"Hey! I'm big now!" the blue dragon announced, fidgeting about. Ticklish, are we? "Davis, are we there yet?

Davis looked out the window. The station now surrounded the train car, doors awaiting their opportunity to finally open up.

"It appears we have, Veemon." the gogglehead remarked, setting his partner down for the moment. "Once we're somewhere secluded, I'll let you back on out."

Veemon nodded, digging into his partner's bag. Somehow, he managed to zip it up from within. Good on him, I guess.

Doors opening on up, our two heroes heading on out into the train terminal. Sparsely decorated for an outdoor building that took in possibly hundreds, maybe thousands of people a day. The least one could ask for is a couple benches and maybe a vending machine. Though, the guy holding a sign is new. Probably should get rid of the long hair though. Makes you look like a hippy. Wait that sign doesn't even have anything on it. You had one flipping job, Takato! It didn't even need to be that good. You had six years to think of something. Anything.

"Not my fault." the boy muttered, shifting the locks of hair away from his face for the moment. Much better.

"Takato!" Davis shouted and ran over to the boy. What looks to be a hug of sorts followed. Wait. They're related. That's news to me. I would've thought that Kari of all people would be related, past me.

"Why are you talking about yourself in the third-person?" Kari remarked, trying to understand the narrator at the moment. To be perfectly honest with you, I'm not entirely certain. Probably just questioning my own decision making process. I am the guy that decided 'Evil TK' was a good enough name for a character. "That's good to know."

Davis nodded and focused on Takato for the moment. Which to be fair, he has to pretend to somehow be related to the guy.

"Fine." Davis remarked, picking up his duffle bag. "Takato, do you know a place where we can get a haircut?"

Takato perked up, heading for the station's exit. His two guests followed right behind, curious of where they would be brought too. As it would turn out, an alleyway of all places. I think Davis and Kari were hoping for an actual salon.

"Here we are!" Takato explained, his companions less than thrilled. Fair enough. I would probably be pissed too if some random guy wanted to cut my hair in some no name alleyway. "Tanaka, I have some customers for you!"

Right on cue, a man decked out like a ninja slinked his way out of the shadows. Scissors in hand, he looked to mean business. Of what kind, I'm not entirely certain. Hair possibly, maybe murder even. What? He could totally go full-on genocider on them.

Wouldn't be that surprising with all my work in the dangan ronpa fandom. Has it really been that long? Has to be.

"I'll take your word for it." 'Tanaka' remarked, pulling a chair out from somewhere. Looks safe. But I've been wrong in the past. Can't plan worth a darn at times. "Now, which one of you three will be first?"

Looking among each other, it was Davis who was outed. Sounds about right. Not that I hate this particular gogglehead. He has good points and his bad points. But so does Tagiru. No one makes him the bad guy. Well, the last time I checked at least there weren't any.

"I'll make this quick." the stylist announced, watching Davis sit down in the chair. A blur of motion seemed to engulf his head, long locks of hair giving way to a more familiar spiky mess. "Next?"

Kari swapped spots with Davis. No catgirl priestess this time. Still stand by her being my least favorite character. Even after all these years, second to only Astra. Even then, Astra just comes across as annoying and just kind of a bad stereotype of video creators and just kids in general. But I digress.

Same blur of motion, Tanaka showing his skills. I think. Even if it appears that he just went for Kari's normal haircut. Which just leaves Takato as the last person to get his haircut. But not before paying Tanaka. Good on him at least.

"Pleasure doing business with you." the ninja explained, disappearing right after. Well, that went far better than one would expect from a ninja of all people. After, Kari let her attention turn to her teammates.

"I'm off to find my place to stay." Kari announced, getting a nod from both boys. Then she was off. Good on you, Kari.

As for our heroes, they headed for Takato's bakery. Or would've, if not for the arrival of a girl. Decked out in a baggy green clothes, her gaze swung on over to our two boys for the moment. Dull green eyes lined with bags tried their best to stay awake. It's a futile battle. Oh yes. Her. Can't really talk about this with eventually coming upon her. The 'original' Victoria - the one thing that's stuck with me for so long. For better or worse.

"Hi Davis." the girl greeted, giving Takato a wave. While she got no wave in return, Takato took the time to give a nod. Which I guess is something. Not anything great, but it'll do.

"Hi Nina." Davis greeted, taking the time to shake this strange girl's hand. Looked icy cold to an extent, but somehow quite firm from this

"I'm guessing you're going to school here?" Nina asked, getting a nervous chuckle from Davis in return. I'm just going to assume that's a yes then. Yeah, definitely a yes. There's no real way that could've been a no whatsoever. "Wonderful."

Our gogglehead just nodded, letting a smile form on his face. While he sort of remembered knowing this chick, nothing else seemed to be coming to his little head. The same could be said for his companion. Except without the part about being on a first name basis or something.

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Across town, we return to Kari and Gatomon. They're making good time for the moment. Not that their destination was really that far to begin with. Even if it was, the 'unique' structure stuck out like a sore thumb of sorts.

"Is that the place?" Gatomon inquired, her partner looking to the provided paper. Except there isn't anything on it in the first place. What a rip-off.

Yet our 'pair' walked right on up to the front gate and nearly knocked it down. Well… I've seen worse first impressions. But this just takes the cake. At least you could put the gate back up after knocking it over.

"Oh. You must be Rika's friend Kari." a voice announced, what I can only assume to be a woman walking on up. Injected with enough plastic to make Mint Enoshima green with envy, definitely a model of some kind. Though, she was dressed in a purple kimono decorated with leaves.

"Yeah…" Kari started, trying as best she can manage to keep her gaze on the woman's face. "Is she here?"

The woman looked to the left, only to return to the pair a couple seconds after. Though, her inflated face looked a bit more cautious. Of what exactly, not entirely sure. But this is getting interesting at least. Wonder what that could be all about.

"Yes. Just keep things down." the woman explained as Kari stepped on through. Passing right by the model, they headed down the hall and came to a small room. Taking a deep breath and throwing caution into the wind, Kari poked her head in a tiny bit.

At the moment, a woman with long brown hair was having it be braided by what could only be described as a bright yellow kitsune. Much like the woman had let them in, she too was dressed in a kimono. Her's was a light purple color, lacking anything in the way of an actual pattern.

"Am I interrupting something?" the digidestined remarked, getting the door slammed in front of her. Guess someone's feeling like a complete and utter tsundere at the moment.

A couple hours pass in silence, which brings us back to Davis and Takato at the moment. Though, the former was asleep for the moment. Veemon could at least try to hold still though. It's just sleeping, you idiot. Not calculus. Sorry.

Currently, we find Takato messing around with what looks to be a D-Arc of all things. Not to be confused by the similarly named Yugioh Arc-V. Though I'm not sure how you would make such a strange misunderstanding. But oh well. Though, you might want to pull that back. Could hurt your eyes in some irreversible way.

"I guess the egg hatched?" Takato thought, letting the device hang to his pocket. Running towards the doorframe, he ripped the door off and decided that taking the door was just the best method to his tomfoolery at the moment. What are you doing, dude? I'm fairly certain that your door does not need to see your digimon! Not one bit. Better yet, what the fuck makes you think that door wants to do any of this.

Yet, Takato just shrugged. How rude! It's not like I'm taking time out of my day for this. Oh well. I'll live.

As for our idiot of a protagonist at the moment, he was navigating his way through the various alleyways past the druggies, door lickers and other weird stuff that seems to come out at night here in West Shinjuku.

"Here it is." he thought, hopefully empty warehouse coming into view. Throwing even more caution into the wind, he headed on in.

"Takatomon, I've been waiting for a very long time!"

But instead of finding an empty factory, we instead find a 'functional' bakery. Though I don't even want to ask where the ingredients are coming from. Maybe that's why people are licking doors around here. Has to be.

"Guilmon?" Takato asked, watching his large red dragon wyvern thing walk his way over. "Why the heck didn't you come find me?"

Guilmon just shrugged, as if he was expecting his partner to somehow understand was missing in this equation. Not that he did, one bit.

"You didn't have any bread."

That got him a slap. Which obviously because of the amount of work that must have gone into an interior that's only used to

"Takatomon?" Guilmon inquired, cardboard box coming on down. Guess the machinery fall apart right in front of them is no big deal. Or the door that's now missing from the bakery. But the walk back made up for it. Maybe.

Yet we come upon a new day. Takato and Guilmon are already up, with Davis and Veemon deciding to just sleep in a little bit. Thanks to the magic of 'future sight' (reading further in), they'll make it to school on time. But that isn't our problem at the moment. What is our problem is how our hero is going to hide his refound partner. I think you know where this is going - an alleyway with some cardboard. Even when I was writing the original 'The Digital Queen' I can't help but think, 'What made Takato think that cardboard would hold Guilmon in?' Like seriously this is a digimon capable of throwing out balls of fiery energy on command. Something like cardboard is not going to hold nim in you idiot. Sorry. Just had to point that out while I was thinking about it once more. Kind of how my mind works at times.

"Can we please do this for me, bud?" Takato asked, begging right on his hands and knees for some reason. That's a little excessive. Got the job done, which was all that mattered right now for him. Priorities might be quite a lot out of whack for the moment with you. Getting that fixed would be a good start for your adventuring career.

Yet, this was enough to get his partner in. Okay, maybe the bag of bread helped in that endeavor as well. The point is pretty clear. "See you later!"

With that, Takato made the short journey towards his elementary school. Or is it a middle school? Younger me had thought it was the latter at least. But now, I think it's more likely the former. Or perhaps it a mix of both. For the number of times I've created schools/school-like settings for this stuff,

"So it's a mix of both then?" Takato asked, getting no immediate response to his question. I guess? Whatever floats this boat of ours at the moment. "That doesn't even make sense for this situation!"

My bad. I couldn't come up with a good analogy to work here. Are we still cool and stuff?

Takato flashed a thumbs-up, bringing us right too Davis, Kari and Nina. Gatomon and Veemon looked to be stuffed into a bag. Said bags were conveniently out of the way from anyone to see in the first place. Handy. Doesn't explain why the first two had gotten out laptops to work. Sure, there exists online classes in Japan. Even a full virtual high school. But I find highly unlikely they would go out of their way to do that for primary school students. I'll let it fly though.

"That's good to know." Davis remarked, shifting his position and turning his focus to the laptop. "Best of luck, Takato."

Our hero nodded, letting his focus turn to Kari. She looked to be playing some game with strange creature - an 'Asiha' or something. Looks kind of like mmo, but I doubt it. Though, she should be working on school work.

"I will in a minute." Kari muttered, a groan following her statement. "Though later, I do have gym."

So you're not going to be in one spot for the entire day. I guess that's better than nothing. Though, do remember to actually go to class. This is technically your first day and stuff.

Kari just groaned, providing the perfect opportunity for us to shift away from our heroes and over to Guilmon. I'm not entirely sure how helpful this is, really. Probably the result of following the original script to an extent. But nah.

"Let's have fun!" the dino dragon thing announced, clapping his hands together as he headed for the school. Of course, it took him a while. An hour to be exact. Just enough to be lost, but no long enough to ask for directions in the first place. Which brings us right back to Davis of all people getting his ass kicked by some kid with blue hair. He should've gone to Tanaka.

"Why you claim to be a tamer then not show your figimon, bro?" the boy announced, flashing a muscle. Wait. What even is a figimon? Is that some kind of strange fig-shaped digimon? Or perhaps it's one of those new Pokemon from those Diamond and Pearl games. Okay, I doubt that. But one can dream (for 2007 standards at least).

"First off, it's a digimon." Davis responded and bent down, unzipping his duffel bag. Veemon popped on out. Doesn't look too happy.

"Bring it!" the blue dragon thing shouted and went for a swing. All good, except for the fact that Veemon could only reach for this guy's knees at best. Not counting his headbutt. Which I'm fairly certain hurts like hell and only really a last resort for the little guy. Or maybe it's just a gag move and I'm overthinking it.

"Good. You're not lying!" the boy continued, swinging kick being his next move. Veemon countered with a punch, followed by a stomp to the knee. Definitely a violation of the laws of physics but still very awesome to see in action. Gravity did eventually get its revenge. Just took a couple seconds and resulted in Veemon's opponent falling on his butt. Has to be a mark from that.

Nonetheless, Davis walked on up and held out his hand. The boy took it, getting pulled up onto his feet once more.

"Now that you got all that energy out of your system, could you at least tell me your name?"

The boy let out a chuckle, a cream colored rabbit with very long ears crawling on up. Sitting on his shoulder, they were decked out in a childish princess dress and heavy makeup. Oh dear. Guess there is a fate worse than death. Even if I am a big fan of princess dresses/ballroom gowns and their poofiness, I do understand there's a fine line with the way they look and the excessiveness of the garb. Well, most of the time at least.

"Henry Wong." our brawler explained, pointing over to his partner. Well, I hope he was at least. "That's Princess Figimon."

The rabbit digimon proceeded to slap his human for that remark. Then under his breath, he demanded something. Not sure what. Perhaps a better title. I would probably demand that as well.

But for now, we let our attention turn to a hallway in the school itself where a certain digimon has found his way over. All in a cardboard box. Because someone wanted to do a metal gear solid reference. That has to be part of the reason this happens in both Tamers and Kirakira Precure Ala Mode (which also a digimon series). Okay, maybe I'm stretching the second one. That's more of a reference to the english dub. I just went majorly off-topic for this one scene. My bad.

Luck not on his side at the moment, we have a giant cardboard box coming upon a much smaller cardboard box. Uh… did I walk into something entirely different from the normal digimon fic. Oh well.

"Hello cardboard box!" the bigger cardboard box announced, getting what I can only assume to be the secret cardbox greeting. Out of my view, of course. Dang this limited camera view!

As quickly as the two boxes met, the bigger of the two made their exit. Which brought our other cardboard box to the cafeteria.

"Mmmm…" Guilimon whispered, pulling down a plastic tub and ripped the top off. Rice poured on out. Never been a big fan of that stuff. One of those things I think is more of an acquired taste for people. Not that it's stopping our dino friend here from consuming the entire tub. His next course consists of entering the cooler area and gorging himself on the fish. Not my fault there isn't much in the way of actual photos of where they make the food. I'm just working with what I got.

"Get out of there, you giant rat!" a faculty member shouted, throwing a broom at Guilmon. So our cardboard-clad dino made his exit. Which brings us back to Takato of all people. Currently at gym, he and Kari of all people were waiting their turn on the long jump. What, are we pretending this is the Olympics or something? Has to be. Or PE is just a whole different beast over there than in the United States.

"Would the girl that supposedly sounds like me, please come over?" the teacher announced, gaze on Kari for the moment. I guess she sounds just like Kari. But that's probably just a co-

Huh. I'm looking at an exact copy of Kari, except older and stuff. Which makes no sense, since this takes place before the events of 02. Weird timeline stuff, or perhaps this teacher is the in-universe voice actor for Kari in Adventure and 02. There. Problem solved!

Kari stood still, paying this strange woman no mind. Good thing too, since Guilimon now had forgone his cardboard box and was sporting a pair of pants on his head. I'm not even going to ask at this point. They probably blew onto him by some freak gust of wind.

"Guilmon!" Takato screeched, making a beeline for the red dino at the moment. Which also brought Henry and Princess Figimon. That's an absolutely stupid nickname. I love it. Which in turn, also brought Davis and Kari. Or would've, if Nina didn't show up out of nowhere and grabbed the dino.

"Nothing to see here!" the girl announced, pushing the large dino out of the way. Doesn't explain why everyone is running in terror. If Guilmon was twice as large, then maybe you would have a reason to be terrified. So come back everyone.

"I don't think they can really hear you." Nina remarked, leading her entourage towards the nearby park. Should be in the ho-

"Rena, walk all over them."

A couple hundred pound kitsune proceeded to do just that. Walk all over her opponents. Points for taking that order literally, but that got to leave a mark.

"Rika!" Kari screeched, Gatomon coming on out. Looks like someone is ready for a fight. But that's for another day.

Notes:

That's pretty much the 'first' chapter. Yes, very meta, fourth-wall breaking and all that jazz. Not something I've done in a while, which made it a good change of pace. Especially for all of you. I hope you enjoyed this.