Meteor Lux
Author's Note: Set immediately after episode 38 of Digimon Ghost Game. Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Digimon series.
Pairing: Pre-slash Hiro x Kotaro.
Summary:
Gammamon unwittingly starts something.
"I swear, weird stuff keeps happening to us, and on our current streak, it's probably only going to get weirder!"
"It's a crazy world we live in! Weird stuff happens all the time! It's nothing to get bent out of shape about!" Hiro attempted to downplay his friend's legitimate concerns, though he realized his phrasing might not have been the best, given Kotaro and the rest of the resort town were just released from the spell Doumon cast which turned everyone into talismans.
"Ahhhhh!" Kotaro sighed. "And after we came out all this way to Kamakura, I didn't get a single phone number! Not that I stood a chance! The babes were all over you, Lord Hiro! Man, I hate how good you looked!"
Who is worthy to be the young lord's bride?
"Kota, this!" Gammamon handed Kotaro a piece of paper.
"What's –?"
"It's Kota's champion!"
"My champion? You mean it's something I can eat? Because I am starving!"
Having every bone in your body removed and your arms and legs overlap your head leaves you with a monster appetite!
Kotaro unfolded the note, saw the messy scribbles inside, then quickly folded it back up and gulped.
"Kotaro? What is it?" Hiro asked.
"The number of the person your AI hologram thinks I should call up!"
"Is that so? Good for you, Kotaro. I'm happy for you."
Good for me, good for me! How would an AI hologram know what's good for me? And on that note, how'd he remember this number, anyway?
Hiro did nothing, yet it affected Kotaro.
"Not confident?" Hiro's previous words came back to haunt Kotaro.
The servant could still be the lord's bride, right?
I hate how good you look…