Chapter 1: A new life
It was a peaceful day in the Digital World as it had been a very long time since the D-Reaper was sealed away and reverted back to a harmless computer program.
As the years passed by, most of the Digimon had taken sometime to take some ideas from the human world and start creating new buildings and began giving Digimon jobs which even included high schools, colleges, gyms, restaurants and all that.
Despite the Digital World remaining full of rampaging Digimon, those who sought power or to cause trouble, the years were mostly peaceful ones, which allowed the Digital World and the Digimon to further evolve, making almost similar to the Real World in terms of civilization.
It has been almost seven years since that fateful day, and a bipedal dinosaur-like Digimon with red scales and golden eyes was rushing out of the train and in a clear hurry.
Atop his head were a set of wing-like appendages, white scales decorated themselves upon the Digimon's now developed belly, which too bore a black biohazard-like symbol, this of course was the Digital Hazard marking, a symbol often associated with dark and wicked Digimon, but this Digimon was an acception.
Checking out the state of the Digimon's body, it was clear he worked out as evident from his built appearance.
Originally having a more chubby form, the dino Digimon now stood tall, roughly about around 7 feet, who now sported a set of muscular arms and a six pack stomach, this often drawing in and attracting the attention of many bypassing female Digimon.
His hands consisted of three claws-like fingers, similar to his two claw-like feet, which supported his muscular frame.
Furthering in the appearance of the Digimon, black horizontal lines ran along the creature's arms, legs, neck, back and his tail, this included two black marks set under his eyes, a black triangle mark on each of his shoulders, while an inverted Zero Unit mark was adorned itself upon his snout, with near matching but incomplete Zero Units marked upon the Digimon's hands and feet.
Though he was a Digimon, his experiences in the Real World has left the Digital Hazard Digimon with some humility and now took to wearing clothing, this consisted of a red shirt over his chest, alongside a blue hooded jacket and a pair of red shoes under a pair of dark blue jeans, specially crafted to allow his clawed toes and tail room to roam around.
Arriving to his destination, The Digi High School, The Digimon made it to the assembly, and just in the nick of time.
Taking a seat, the Digimon listened silently and with absolute attention to hear the principal, a Beastmon, clad in a business suit and glasses, who had welcomed all the students, new and old to another year of high school, expressing a acceptance in her tone in the hopes her students all have a good time, but to also have a good future together.
'My name is Guilmon Matsuki... It been a while since my accident and I don't remember anything about myself or my past. Not my friends, not my past life, nothing. The only thing I can do is get my exams done so I can hope to find a new future for me.' The red dino Digimon thought to himself as he gave a small sigh.
Finished in her address, and allowing the students and faculty to leave, rising from his seat, the amnesiac Digimon realized that he had a bigger problem.
'I don't know where my first class is!'
Worried to this problem, and with no friends or guidence, the Digital Hazard Digimon had no one to ask where to go or which class he was even supposed to attend.
But taking notice of a handful of Digimon heading off to the store on their way to class this left the red dino Digimon to follow them for the time being, until he had a better understanding of his schedule.
Coming to a halt however, he then heard his name being called by a somehow familiar voice.
"Yo, Guilmon!"
Turning around, Guilmon took note a tall bit slighter shorter than him imp-like Digimon, whose body was a shade of deep purple, save for the white skin around his face and the yellow smiley face on his stomach.
Similar to the Hazard Digimon, this Digimon shared a set of white claws upon his hands and feet, while red gloves and a red neckerchief adorned his hands and his neck.
And showing his own modesty, the unknown Digimon a black buttoned shirt and a matching pair of black jeans, leaving Guilmon thinking him to look the more rebellious type.
"I am surprised to see you here, pal." The unknown Digimon said, expressing a surprising kindness in his voice. "Been a long time, right?"
Stunned at first, Guilmon was a little stumped on why the imp Digimon was talking to him in such a way, treating him as if they were close friends.
But not wanting to seem rude toward the imp Digimon, namely out of the chance this Digimon could be his guidance through high school, Guilmon gave a reply.
"Err... I guess so err..."
"What, you lost or something?" The Digimon questioned, staring Guilmon down, before declaring with a continued approachability. "It's Impmon Ado."
Making his introduction, the Digimon now known to Guilmon as Impmon then asked. "So are you on your way to class?"
"Yeah, I got Digi-English" Guilmon said in reply, scratching the back of his head from the embarrassment he felt, his mind unable to bring up even the faintest of memory toward this particular individual.
But trusting his gut, Guilmon believed Impmon was a good person.
"So do I. Now that I think about it, Terriermon and Lopmon are supposed to be in that class as well." Impmon went on to say, his enthusiastic attitude remaining as he suggested. "If we leave now, we might make it. And as a bonus, we can catch up a bit."
Just nodding to Impmon's offer, Guilmon walked alongside the first friend of his new school, namely listening to what Impmon had to say and answering when he could.
Resting his hands behind his head and looking Guilmon's way, Impmon asked. "So why join this high school, Guilmon? No offense, but I wouldn't expect a Digimon like you to be in such an educated location"
More puzzled than offended to Impmon's remarks, Guilmon said back, expressing his honesty. "Oh me? I was looking to get a future and hope to get a good job or something"
"I see. It's kind of odd of you to think so, but hey, to each his own,right." Impmon replied as he lead Guilmon further down the school's paths and eventually changed the subject.
"I bet ya anything Terriermon will be beside himself to see you again." The imp Digimon said, bringing up another name which furthered Guilmon's confusion.
"And would you believe it, he finally asked Lopmon out, and they've been dating for a couple of years now." Impmon then told Guilmon, only to sigh and say with some a clear solemn tone in his voice. "I haven't been exactly lucky on the dating end... I was trying to get away from a certain... vixen who's always been treating me as a child ever since we first met, but now she's even worse than before"
Uncertain to what Impmon had said, but trying to remain supportive, Guilmon spoke his mind, telling Impmon in reply. "Really? It seem your girlfriend sound like a nice girl, but if you're really having troubles with your girlfriend, why don't you talk to her?"
Thinking he was being supportive, Guilmon found his confusion return, to see Impmon express growing irritation, who said under his breath. "She's not my girlfriend! She's been a bother to me ever since we first met and she keeps on pushing herself on me!"
Wanting to apologize for his misunderstanding toward Impmon's relationship, Guilmon was unable to say a single word, for a Yellow painted sportscar drove past the boys, its engine continuing to rev and purr even after coming to a halt.
To Impmon's horror, and to Guilmon's surprise, after the driver finally turned off the engine and opened the driver's door, a slender and enticing bipedal fox-like figure emerged from out the car.
Looking the fox-like Digimon over, Guilmon was drawn in by her beauty.
Her body was covered in yellow fur, save for the tips of her, ears, tail, underbelly, hands and her legs.
Wing-like tufts of yellow fur stuck from out her shoulders, while a large, mane-like tuft of white fur covered the fox Digimon's neck and a bit of her chest, but not entirely.
Purple sleeves each decorated with the symbol of balance, of yin and yang covered her forearms, which lead the Digital Hazard Digimon's focus toward the foxy Digimon's paws, to her three clawed fingers, and her matching three clawed toes, which were topped up with purple coloured nail polish .
Her eyes consisted of black scaleras and indigo pupils, which seemed to draw in and almost captivate Guilmon.
However, Guilmon's face was left flushed, the red dino Digimon blushing as he then took note of her huge chest, guessing her breasts were around H-cup in size, which were covered by an elegant and beautiful red cocktail dress, showing off her amazing figure and her slender legs.
Keeping his composure and hoping the vixen Digimon didn't misread the way he was looking at her, the second her eyes landed on Impmon, she suddenly vanished, before reappearing through her clear speed and skill, slamming her fist straight into his gut making Impmon stagger and fall on his knees.
"Impmon, you promised we would attend the same school together! Sneaking off like that always means you are up to no good. Do you need me to hold your hand every time?" The foxy Digimon said, glaring down upon Impmon, who struggled to recatch his breath.
Composing himself, but remaining on his knees, Impmon looked back to the vixen Digimon, telling her furiously. "Damn it, Nonaka! I am trying to get away from you!"
Surprised from his position and thinking Impmon's outburst would further upset his self proclaimed girlfriend, Guilmon was further taken aback when the foxy Digimon flashed Impmon a playful smile, slid herself down and wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled her cheek against Impmon's in a show of sudden affection.
"You and your jokes. I have to make sure you don't go anywhere without me." She said, her anger swapped with a further warmth, only to irk Impmon further.
"Hey, the two lovebirds have finally shown up. Been a while, Renamon!" A enthusiastic voice then said, the call causing Guilmon, Impmon and Renamon to see a small bipedal canine-like Digimon approach them.
From his position, Guilmon took in the features of the Digimon, to see with the white fur that was striped green around his collarbone and paws, his large drooping ears were a notable feature, as was the solitary horn on his forehead.
Beside the latest Digimon who seemed to know Guilmon but he didn't know was female bipedal lagomorph, a near duplicate of the white and green furred Digimon.
Aside from her more femimine body shape, the second Digimon's fur was a light brown shade, which had striped pink markings on her collarbone, paws and on the tips of her matching large ears.
The most prominent features of the female Digimon was also her long, frayed ears, alongside the three horns resting from out her forehead.
Being roughly the same height as one another, and aside from the colour changes within their fur patterns, another distinction to separate the duo were their choices in clothing, the green and white furred Digimon wearing a deep white shirt and a pair of dark green shorts, while the his girlfriend wore a cream coloured shirt, a black miniskirt and had a simple silver coloured bracelet upon her right arm.
Pushing Renamon off of him, Impmon snapped in reply. "Come on, Terriermon! We are not lovebirds! We aren't even dating!"
"Well, you two have been through so much together, it wouldn't be surprise anybody if you two..." Lopmon began to say, but stopped when she took notice of the confused Digimon within their group.
"Guilmon!" She called happily, her enthusiasm shared amongst the other Digimon present.
"Guilmon! Hey! Where have you been for the last seven years?" Terriermon cheered, clearly delighted to see him, the feeling shared by Renamon, who now found herself staring at Guilmon and admiring his physical changes.
Guilmon, however, remained clueless of the Digimon, unable to recall any memories of Terriermon, Lopmon or of Renamon, but remaining respectful to the Digimon who seemed so comfortable around him, Guilmon rubbed his head, replying with a soft shyness. "Oh err... just out and about I guess. Ahahaha."
"Well, well, well. It seems as though the red dino boy is all grown up now?" Renamon remarked as as she further examined and checked out his body.
"You certainly have grown over the years." The foxy Digimon then commented sliding herself away from Impmon and showing a clear interest toward the Digital Hazard Digimon.
Confused and blushing to having the Digimon he knew as Renamon so close to him, to take in her divine body, and trying not to stare at her chest in the process, Impmon seemed relieved, to be free from Renamon's over affectionate hold.
"Well, class is about to begin, so let's head inside." Lopmon then cut in, wishing to be on time and to break the clear embarrassment Guilmon and Impmon had been expressing.
Nodding in reply, while Terriermon slid an arm around Lopmon, guiding his girlfriend to their class, Renamon slid herself away from Guilmon's body and returned her attention back to Impmon, much to his protesting.
This was going to be a strange year for Guilmon.
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Arriving at their first class and sitting close together, while Renamon remained seated close to Impmon, pressing her seat closer to his own and pestering him to make sure he had the correct spelling, Terriermon seemed more interested in Guilmon.
Trying to talk with Guilmon, to catch up with his friend, Lopmon continued to cut in, expressing a serious side to her, which wanted to ensure Terriermon remained focused and studied.
Between the four Digimon, Guilmon silently wrote within his journal, deep in his thoughts.
'Why do they know who I am, am I actually someone they know? Maybe they know me in a different pastline. They do seem nice, and I don't want to upset them so I'll pretend I know them. Maybe when the time feels right, I can then tell them about my amnesia.' Guilmon silently thought as he put those thoughts in his mind, the red dino Digimon afraid of letting his new friends know of his accident.
The classes passing by and arriving at half noon, Terriermon and Lopmoninvited Guilmon to have lunch with them, the offer Guilmon was more than hhpay to accept.
"So Guilmon, we haven't seen you for the last seven years. How have you been?" Lopmon asked, most interested to hear what the Digital Hazard Digimon had to say.
Before answering, Guilmon found Terriermon take a seat by his side, the rabbit-like Digimon grinning and presenting some food before him.
"Here you go, Guilmon. Just as you like it." He said, bringing to the table a sandwich.
"Oh? Thank you.." Guilmon said as he took the food offered, before finding another seat joining the table, to see Impmon sitting on Guilmon's left.
"Finally. I managed to shake off fox-face." Impmon said, sighing as he further expressed his frustration. "She's becoming too clingy for some reason. I swear she's become a different Digimon."
"You two have history together." Lopmon remarked, just as Guilmon took a bite out of his sandwich.
"I know, but this isn't exactly the Renamon I remember her to be. What happened to her...?" Impmon began questioning, trying to figure why the foxy Digimon showed such a strange affection toward him, but silenced himself when Guilmon suddenly spat the food/chewed remnants of the sandwich out on Terriermon's face.
Wiping his tongue with his claws, trying to remove the foul taste, Guilmon asked. "What is this sandwich?!"
"Peanut butter." Terriermon said, fairly confused to the way Guilmon seemed repulsed by the food.
"Yeuch!" Guilmon said in disgust. "Taste too nutty for my taste!"
Looking amongst one another, then facing Guilmon, Impmon expressed his confusion, asking his friend. "Guilmon, are you alright? You love peanut butter before. You were crazy about that stuff."
"Then my tastebuds must be off because I can't stand the stuff now." Guilmon said as he threw his sandwich in a far off bin successfully.
Turning to his friends and seeing them all with the shared stunned expressions, Guilmon was left asking. "What?"
"Are you ok? You love that stuff." Lopmon questioned, putting a paw to Guilmon's forehead. "Do you have you got a fever or something?"
"Or a brain parasite?" Terriermon then asked, he too sharing in Lopmon's confusion, believing it was the only rational reason to Guilmon's behavior.
"Yeah, the Guilmon in the past gorged on this stuff all the time." Impmon informed, this furthering Guilmon's own confusion, which left him to think. 'Seriously?! How much of a moron was I back then?'
"And a good afternoon to each of you!"
Breaking his questions and turning his attention to the voice, Guilmon and the others looked over, to see a Renamon approaching their table, but getting a better glance at her, Guilmon could see this Renamon had black fur and was more modest in her appearance, her body clad in a beautiful dark purple dress.
"Oh, hey yourself BlackRenamon." Terriermon said, offering a seat to the Renamon look-alike. "You ok?"
"I am doing alright. My club is getting a get together at the local club tomorrow, and it's a great way to meet new friends." BlackRenamon replied, before offering with a kind smile. "Want to come along and check it out?"
"We need to enter some clubs to pass the time, so you can sound me in." Impmon said in reply, looking over the dark furred vixen with a growing smile, which caused BlackRenamon to smile in response.
"Terriermon and I have to look at the other club offers to see what they've got." Lopmon then said, speaking for her and for Terriermon.
"Well that make two of us. Guilmon, wanna check it out?" Impmon asked.
"Can I see what it's like before I can decide?" Guilmon asked, wishing to gain as much information as he could before his decision was made. "What club is this?"
"Film making. We make films and present them." BlackRenamon said in reply, expressing a clear devotion within her work project.
Keeping a smile toward BlackRenamon, Impmon told her with a further kindness. "Alright sounds good. I guess it wouldn't hurt to just try."
"Thank you." BlackRenamon said in reply, bowing before Guilmon and the others, before making her leave, a growing a sweeter smile, which Guilmon noticed.
'Impmon seems more interested in her than Miss Nonaka.' Guilmon thought as he noticed the way Impmon remained in a content mood even with BlackRenamon's absence, to see Impmon looking over the area BlackRenamon had exited from. 'I hope she dosen't find out.'
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It was now sunset and with their classes long over, Guilmon was now making his way back to his apartment he had been renting for the last month.
However, Guilmon was confused, to see that waiting outside the school grounds was Renamon.
"Miss Nonaka? Why are you out here?" Guilmon asked, trying to ensure his tone remained respectful toward the foxy Digimon.
"Waiting for Impmon of course. He said he be out but he never did." Renamon said in reply, this causing Guilmon to softly sigh, knowing Impmon had lied to Renamon again as to get her off his back.
Approaching Renamon and feeling more comfortable around her after spending the say with the friends from his supposed past, Guilmon spoke his mind again, telling Renamon. "You sure are protective over Impmon, but why do you act that way around him? Are you deeply in love with him?"
"Yes and no." Renamon said in reply as she crossed her arms and furthered her thoughts.
"We've been together for so long, so you can understand the bond I share with him." Renamon began to say, her words causing Guilmon to nod in some understanding, before the vixen Digimon went further in her reasons. "I trust Impmon, but I don't want him to fall into his old ways and do something I just know he'll regret. You should know exactly what I'm talking about, Guilmon. You were there."
'I was?' Guilmon thought, but found he just couldn't remember.
"Anyway, I am glad to see you again, Guilmon" Renamon told the red dino Digimon with a sincere smile.
"Just be on your guard ok?" The foxy Digimon then said, which perplexed Guilmon, but left him to nod nonetheless.
"Ok, Miss Nonaka, I'll try." He said, this causing Renamon to flash Guilmon a confused look of her own, to approach Guilmon and tell him with a a welcoming kindness. "Hey now, what's with the 'Miss Nonaka' stuff all of a sudden? You know you can just call me Renamon, right?"
"Oh, right... Sorry. See you tomorrow, Renamon..." Guilmon said, which left a strange warmth and calmness to fill Guilmon's being.
Heading off and wishing her a goodnight, Renamon paused for a moment, the vixen Digimon looking over Guilmon a final time.
'He's acting like a different person. Guilmon, just what are you trying to hide from us?' Renamon menatlly questioned.
To be continued…