**Disclaimer: I don't own digimon...though I plan to buy it and Toei (who currectly owns it) after I become rich and famous on Broadway and with my novels. Please don't sue me if: you work for Toei or Bandai,are a Takari fan, or think you can get lotsa money from me(which you can't.).**
* The things in * *'s are authors notes.*
* "It is much easier to say "I'm going to write a story about domestic violence," than it is to actually sit down and write it, I know."
-Me*
*I have taken certin liberties with the charecteers, and belive me, I'm only interpereting how I think it might happen. I mean, you can laugh at my portrayal of TK, as an abusive husband/father/novelest. And you can scoff at Tai taking bribes from reporters. And you can throw this away when you find out that Sora is having an affair, but I'd like you to keep three things in mind. The future is unpredictable, it's a dog eat dog world out there, and the digidestined had to grow up sometime.*
The Truth Is Hard To Swallow
By: Megami Soyuu
Prolauge
Davis Motomiya should have been happy. He was 23 years old, and fresh out of technical college. He worked at a computer repair center, as a pencil pusher, but it was a far cry from the job he had wanted years ago. His sister June had been shipped off to somewhere's-ville in the US, out of his hair, but he found he actually *perish the thought*, missed her. He finally had a group of friends who he thought respected him, even though they were high most of the time they were around him. His life was, as he had long known it to be, a bust.
"Hey Davis! You coming on Saturday? To the supply-house?" He nodded, looking like he had the blues. Bad. "You look bad, you need some magic puffs?" He looked up at Aaron, the stoned boy holding out rolled marijuanna in front of him, and sighed.
"Why the hell not?" He asked taking the drug from Aaron. "My life's so screwed, whats a lift or two gonna hurt?"
~*~
"TK?" This was not going to be a good night, she knew. You could tell by the way he was hunched over his desk, and rolling his pencil (which was only there for show, he'd stopped using pencils long ago.) between his fingers. And his face, it was the best indicator. It was a mix of annoyance and fear....that combination was dangerous when paired with Takeru Takishi. "Tk, honey?"
"What?" He called out. He seemed a little miffed that she would interupt him, but most of his anger wasn't directed at her...as of yet.
"Are you having trouble with your story?"
"Yes." He said shortly. She tensed, trying not to call attention to the bruise he had given her last week, which was teasing at the edge of her shirt sleeves. Pulling her sleeve down, she walked up behind him. "Writers block?"
"No, well....yes. Detail only. I can't remember the exact place Primary Village was located before the Dark Masters...."
"It's on Thanos now...and Elecmon still runs it."
"I know that, Kari!" He exploded. She took a few steps back, as a reflex, and backed into a wall. He looked from her, to the screen, and back, sighing. He got up and went over to her. "I'm sorry, Kari. You know I promised I wouldn't hit you again. I'm sorry. Really, I'm just having such a hard time with this story..."
"Would you like me to look it over for you?" she asked, nimbly sidstepping him and going over to the desk. "Hmmm....There are a few grammer mistakes, but those can be fixed...."
"No, damn it!" He yelled, throwing her back against the wall. "You can't fix the grammer, there are programs to do that!" She shrunk back against the wall.
"I was only trying to help, TK." she whispered.
"Well you can't help, so why don't you stop trying?"
"It really doesn't need much, TK...there are only a few mistakes-"
"Will you shut up about my mistakes!" He cut her off, throwing her onto the floor. "I'm doing the best I can ok?" He pulled her up and reared back to slap her. She barely flinched when he did. That was the first time he'd hit her since his promise, and she knew it wouldn't be the last.
~*~
Taichi Kamiya sighed as he filpped open his ancient laptop. The GTOPD *Greater Tokyo & Odaiba Police Department* really needed to update their equipment. They had, at least, updated the software. There was state of the art programs on it, running at a tortise's pace. When his messages finnally came up there was one from Le-wong, said to buzz him ASAP. Seeing that he was online, Tai pullede up a video screen and Jonas Le-wongs face, smiling and overly giddy, smiled at him from the offices of the Tokyo Press, one of the biggest papers in Japan.
"Chief Kamiya...I was hoping you'd be on soon." His english was hissing and short, and Tai found that, when conversing with him, he much prefered instant messages.
"Le-wong. You look altogether too happy for your own good."
"Oh, don't be so cold, Tai." "God his smile is revolting." Tai thought. "But he's a good scource of information..." His train of thought was interupted by Le-wongs inquirey. " How was the drug bust?"
"Just that, a bust. They all turned tail and ran at the first sign of trouble, which was yesterday. Did you really have to send a scout down there to look the sight over?" He seemed more than annoyed at that, and Le-wong just shrugged.
"The lighting had to be perfect." Tai wondered how he managed to apoligise with a straight face and not sound the least bit apoligetic. "Oh well, anyway, I've got another one for you." He almost said, "Another what?" but Le-wong only brought him domestic violence cases, which he usually carried out, or drug busts, which were forwarded to the addictives department, so he rephrased that question.
"What you got?"
"Marijuanna drop-off. Saturday. 10pm at the warf. Warehouse 12." God, he looked smug. What in the world could a marijuanna push do to make him so smug.
"Dealer?"
"Dragon Scale." Tai exhaled loudly. That was the last thing he wanted to hear, but it was also a good thing. Any dent the GTOPD could make in Dragon Scale's Asian market was a good one.
"Should've known, they're pushing 23hundred, aren't they?" *An inference, because 23hundred pounds of marijuanna was said to have been smuggled out of Russia a few weeks earlier. Police all over have been keeping an eye out for pushes like this one.* He could barely keep the disgust out of his voice. "Any buyers you know of?"
"No, it could be the Omegas or Silver's men..." *Both prominent dealers and users of cocaine, heroin, and marijuanna.*
"Or some unknown creeps who have no record. We wouldn't be able to hold them over two days without a trial, and that would be too messy."
"Well you think it over. Meanwhile, my usual offer of 75 IC *International currency* stands."
"Plus 25 IC EACH for Takanuchi and Ginho. 10 for the patrolmen and and 50 each for the Warf NightWatchmen."
"Come on, Tai. Cut me some slack. It's my birthday."
"No. It's a felony. Namely, possesion of marijuanna. And your birthday's in September."
"That's what I get for letting you know me so well. Alright, you've got the money. Be there at 9:30 sharp and we'll have ourselves a nice little drug bust." Tai's beeper went off and one glance made him jump up.
"IgottagoLe-wong,I'lltalktoyoulater." he said hurredly, grabbing his gun and running from the room. He walked straight into chaos, barley managing to make it to Sora Ichida's desk. "What's the emergancy, Captian?"
"I thought you might like to head this one, Tai. There's been report of a domestic ruckus over in Odaiba."
"And why would I want to lead that team?"
"Because all of the reports point towards your sister's home."
* The things in * *'s are authors notes.*
* "It is much easier to say "I'm going to write a story about domestic violence," than it is to actually sit down and write it, I know."
-Me*
*I have taken certin liberties with the charecteers, and belive me, I'm only interpereting how I think it might happen. I mean, you can laugh at my portrayal of TK, as an abusive husband/father/novelest. And you can scoff at Tai taking bribes from reporters. And you can throw this away when you find out that Sora is having an affair, but I'd like you to keep three things in mind. The future is unpredictable, it's a dog eat dog world out there, and the digidestined had to grow up sometime.*
The Truth Is Hard To Swallow
By: Megami Soyuu
Prolauge
Davis Motomiya should have been happy. He was 23 years old, and fresh out of technical college. He worked at a computer repair center, as a pencil pusher, but it was a far cry from the job he had wanted years ago. His sister June had been shipped off to somewhere's-ville in the US, out of his hair, but he found he actually *perish the thought*, missed her. He finally had a group of friends who he thought respected him, even though they were high most of the time they were around him. His life was, as he had long known it to be, a bust.
"Hey Davis! You coming on Saturday? To the supply-house?" He nodded, looking like he had the blues. Bad. "You look bad, you need some magic puffs?" He looked up at Aaron, the stoned boy holding out rolled marijuanna in front of him, and sighed.
"Why the hell not?" He asked taking the drug from Aaron. "My life's so screwed, whats a lift or two gonna hurt?"
~*~
"TK?" This was not going to be a good night, she knew. You could tell by the way he was hunched over his desk, and rolling his pencil (which was only there for show, he'd stopped using pencils long ago.) between his fingers. And his face, it was the best indicator. It was a mix of annoyance and fear....that combination was dangerous when paired with Takeru Takishi. "Tk, honey?"
"What?" He called out. He seemed a little miffed that she would interupt him, but most of his anger wasn't directed at her...as of yet.
"Are you having trouble with your story?"
"Yes." He said shortly. She tensed, trying not to call attention to the bruise he had given her last week, which was teasing at the edge of her shirt sleeves. Pulling her sleeve down, she walked up behind him. "Writers block?"
"No, well....yes. Detail only. I can't remember the exact place Primary Village was located before the Dark Masters...."
"It's on Thanos now...and Elecmon still runs it."
"I know that, Kari!" He exploded. She took a few steps back, as a reflex, and backed into a wall. He looked from her, to the screen, and back, sighing. He got up and went over to her. "I'm sorry, Kari. You know I promised I wouldn't hit you again. I'm sorry. Really, I'm just having such a hard time with this story..."
"Would you like me to look it over for you?" she asked, nimbly sidstepping him and going over to the desk. "Hmmm....There are a few grammer mistakes, but those can be fixed...."
"No, damn it!" He yelled, throwing her back against the wall. "You can't fix the grammer, there are programs to do that!" She shrunk back against the wall.
"I was only trying to help, TK." she whispered.
"Well you can't help, so why don't you stop trying?"
"It really doesn't need much, TK...there are only a few mistakes-"
"Will you shut up about my mistakes!" He cut her off, throwing her onto the floor. "I'm doing the best I can ok?" He pulled her up and reared back to slap her. She barely flinched when he did. That was the first time he'd hit her since his promise, and she knew it wouldn't be the last.
~*~
Taichi Kamiya sighed as he filpped open his ancient laptop. The GTOPD *Greater Tokyo & Odaiba Police Department* really needed to update their equipment. They had, at least, updated the software. There was state of the art programs on it, running at a tortise's pace. When his messages finnally came up there was one from Le-wong, said to buzz him ASAP. Seeing that he was online, Tai pullede up a video screen and Jonas Le-wongs face, smiling and overly giddy, smiled at him from the offices of the Tokyo Press, one of the biggest papers in Japan.
"Chief Kamiya...I was hoping you'd be on soon." His english was hissing and short, and Tai found that, when conversing with him, he much prefered instant messages.
"Le-wong. You look altogether too happy for your own good."
"Oh, don't be so cold, Tai." "God his smile is revolting." Tai thought. "But he's a good scource of information..." His train of thought was interupted by Le-wongs inquirey. " How was the drug bust?"
"Just that, a bust. They all turned tail and ran at the first sign of trouble, which was yesterday. Did you really have to send a scout down there to look the sight over?" He seemed more than annoyed at that, and Le-wong just shrugged.
"The lighting had to be perfect." Tai wondered how he managed to apoligise with a straight face and not sound the least bit apoligetic. "Oh well, anyway, I've got another one for you." He almost said, "Another what?" but Le-wong only brought him domestic violence cases, which he usually carried out, or drug busts, which were forwarded to the addictives department, so he rephrased that question.
"What you got?"
"Marijuanna drop-off. Saturday. 10pm at the warf. Warehouse 12." God, he looked smug. What in the world could a marijuanna push do to make him so smug.
"Dealer?"
"Dragon Scale." Tai exhaled loudly. That was the last thing he wanted to hear, but it was also a good thing. Any dent the GTOPD could make in Dragon Scale's Asian market was a good one.
"Should've known, they're pushing 23hundred, aren't they?" *An inference, because 23hundred pounds of marijuanna was said to have been smuggled out of Russia a few weeks earlier. Police all over have been keeping an eye out for pushes like this one.* He could barely keep the disgust out of his voice. "Any buyers you know of?"
"No, it could be the Omegas or Silver's men..." *Both prominent dealers and users of cocaine, heroin, and marijuanna.*
"Or some unknown creeps who have no record. We wouldn't be able to hold them over two days without a trial, and that would be too messy."
"Well you think it over. Meanwhile, my usual offer of 75 IC *International currency* stands."
"Plus 25 IC EACH for Takanuchi and Ginho. 10 for the patrolmen and and 50 each for the Warf NightWatchmen."
"Come on, Tai. Cut me some slack. It's my birthday."
"No. It's a felony. Namely, possesion of marijuanna. And your birthday's in September."
"That's what I get for letting you know me so well. Alright, you've got the money. Be there at 9:30 sharp and we'll have ourselves a nice little drug bust." Tai's beeper went off and one glance made him jump up.
"IgottagoLe-wong,I'lltalktoyoulater." he said hurredly, grabbing his gun and running from the room. He walked straight into chaos, barley managing to make it to Sora Ichida's desk. "What's the emergancy, Captian?"
"I thought you might like to head this one, Tai. There's been report of a domestic ruckus over in Odaiba."
"And why would I want to lead that team?"
"Because all of the reports point towards your sister's home."