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Shi-chan: This fic is drawing to a close...
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In Your Shoes
Part 6
~By Shimegami-chan
Warnings: Kenyako...
Music: "Sabitsuita Machine Gun," Dragonball GT
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Oh my God, I tried so hard to get a Dragonball fic out tonight...but it was not going to happen. I could not come up with a plot, and I could not come up with songfic garble. I guess it'll have to wait. Meanwhile, here's a chapter of 'In Your Shoes,'--'Sandglass,' will be updated soon, I promise!
Important Note!
Plug.
'Sadness-Colored Sandglass,' a Kensuke, (Also Digimon) chapter 12 updated on May 26. Thanks minna-san!
I wonder what we can build together?
Face to face
I feel like I've been waiting so long
If you weren't there
My heart would still be closed
Daisuke wasted no time whatsoever in dragging Wormmon unceremoniously into an alley to question him in private. "Okay, Ichijouji. 'Fess up. What's wrong with the digital gate, and why are you back in the real world?"
"W-what?" Wormmon tried to feign ignorance. "I don't know what's wrong with the gate. And I needed to come back...because my parents were worried," he finished lamely.
"You never worried about them before," Daisuke accused.
Wormmon flinched, fearing the other boy's raised hand would strike him. "They were sad!"
Daisuke blinked in confusion. "Ichijouji-kun...did you get hit on the head or something?"
Wormmon bit his lip. "Of course not...why?"
The Chosen Child slowly withdrew his hands from Wormmon's shoulders and crossed them over his chest. "Because you're acting really weird. You're not acting like the Ken I know at all."
"...Oh..." was all the answer the terrified digimon could muster.
Daisuke stared at him hard for a few minutes. "Okay...Ichijouji-kun." The reversion back to the formality made Wormmon let out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. "I'm going to take you back to the school computer lab, and I want you to check it out. If you've lied to me about breaking the port," he glared at the indigo-haired boy, "then you're going to pay big-time. Everyone in Japan will know what you've been doing in the digital world, and our digimon can prove it. If you fix it, then our digimon can go home, and if you're heading back there so can you. Got it?"
"Yes, Motomiya-san," Wormmon stuttered.
Daisuke was taken aback yet again. "What did you just call me?"
"Uh..."
Daisuke stared at him suspiciously. "-kun will do fine."
"Okay, Daisuke-kun."
"I meant Motomiya-kun, but who cares. Let's get to the lab; you help me, I help you, and I'll stick up for you in case we run into one of the others." With that, the mahogany-haired boy dragged Wormmon out of the alley and down the street.
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"Wormmon? Where are you going!? Come back!" Miyako called, panicked. The little green digimon had managed to fly out the open door and down the apartment stairs in a matter of seconds. "Wormmon!" She grabbed Poromon and her jacket and bolted after the caterpillar, slamming the door behind her.
Ken ran down the street as quickly as his short legs could take him, not even sure where he was going yet. //Tamachi. If Wormmon could find his way to my house, he'd meet me there. And if not, maybe I can get the gate open.// For once thanking Kami for his tiny body, he darted down into the subway station and arrived just as the train came to a halt. Behind him, he heard Miyako call Wormmon's name, and he turned to motion the lavender-haired girl over, but the doors hissed shut and the train started to move before Miyako had a chance to pay the fare.
On the cramped train, the human-turned-digimon skittered immediately under a seat to wait out the rest of the ride, praying and dreading that Miyako would catch the next train.
The ride was mercifully short, the doors pulling apart just when Ken thought he could wait no longer. He ran all the way from the subway to his apartment and scaled the outside of the building, gaining access through the open bathroom window. The Ichijouji house was dark and cold; but Ken didn't expect it to stay that was. It would be time for dinner soon and both his parents would be home. He had to move fast. The young genius scrambled into his room, shouting Wormmon's name, but getting no reply. "Wormmon! Please, tell me you're here, somewhere, anywhere! I need you!"
Nothing.
//The Digital World. He must be still there!//
There was a repeated banging on the front door, and a high voice joined his calls of Wormmon's name. Miyako. Ken switched his computer on and scampered out into the hall, opening the door to admit his out-of-breath friend. "Wormmon! I found you! What happened? Why did you run away?"
"I've got to find him," Ken informed her simply, running back to his room with the older girl hot on his tail.
"Who? Ken? What are you doing?" she questioned, staring at the symbols on the screen. "Is that a digital gate?"
He nodded, whirling to face her. "Can you try to open it? Please?"
"I don't know." Miyako took out her red D-3 and stared at it. "The gate wouldn't open earlier. But I guess it's worth a try, right?"
"Right." Ken hoped for the best. "Let's do it."
"Digital gate!" Miyako cried. "OPEN!"
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Wormmon stared at the computer blankly.
"What's up?" Daisuke questioned. "You look like you've never seen one before."
"Ano..." Wormmon peered behind the machine to look at the wires before moving his clumsy fingers to the mouse and clicking random icons. "I'm trying, I'm trying..."
"Sure." Daisuke rolled his eyes and started a bit at the sound of a shrill beep, pulling his D-terminal from his jacket pocket. "Whoops, mail." Wormmon continued to open up unfamiliar programs, looking for something even remotely resembling Ken's files from home. "Uh...Ken?"
Suddenly remembering who he was supposed to be, and disconcerted by Daisuke's use of Ken's given name, Wormmon shot a glance over his shoulder. "Nani?"
Daisuke looked both embarrased and anxious. "Takeru's called a meeting. Here."
Wormmon blinked. "So I should...hurry?"
"If you don't want them walking in on this, yeah."
Wormmon almost burst into tears. "I...I don't know how..."
Daisuke was starting to look panicked. "I'm no genius, but I'll try. What programs would be connected with the digital world?"
"I'm sorry!" Wormmon cried, sorting frantically through files. "I can't do it! I don't know how!"
Daisuke stood stock-still. "Someone's coming."
In a fit of panic, Wormmon yanked Ken's dark D-3 from his belt and held it out to the computer just as Takeru, Iori, and Hikari appeared behind Daisuke in the doorway. "I'm sorry, Ken-chan!"
Hikari gasped. "Dai! Ken!"
"It's not my fault!" Daisuke moaned.
"Digital gate, open!"
Please!
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Shi-chan: Cliffhanger! More soon...this series will be finished by Friday. Hope you enjoyed. ^_~