Chapter 2:
Nabiki Gets in Trouble with Sam
For the next week and a half, Impmon had stopped bugging the Tamers and now had the three Digimon Tamer's quite worried.
"He hasn't even come to eat my bread." Guilmon said at the next meeting between the tamers and their Digimon.
"I saw him yesterday, and he didn't even call me Helicopter-head! He just ran off!" Terriermon said quickly.
Renamon looked around. "Yes. While I was out on patrol, I saw him as well. He didn't even look at me, he just ran away." She said.
"Wonder what's up with him…" Takato said as Rika and Henry simply looked worried.
~~~~~~~Meanwhile…
Nabiki walked toward her house, keeping an eye out for Impmon. When she wasn't looking, she crashed into someone and yelped, falling onto the ground, "Whoops! Sorry!" she looked up and saw a teen with spiked navy-blue hair and amber eyes.
"Watch it, shrimp." The boy said, stepping on Nabiki's hand when she reached for her box of Pocky.
"Oww! Get off!" Nabiki shouted, punching at the boy's knee.
The boy grinned and lifted his sneaker off of the girl's hand, then stomped down extra hard on it.
"OWW! Get your d*** foot off of my hand!"
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"OWW! Get your d*** foot off of my hand!" Impmon heard someone shout. He looked down from the tree branch he was perched on and saw Nabiki laying on the ground while Sam stomped on her hand, grinning and laughing as he did so.
"…Even I pity that human…" he muttered, watching as Sam picked Nabiki up by the front of her shirt and punched her so hard that she hit a tree.
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Nabiki yelped as the boy socked her right in the jaw, sending her into a tree.
"Heh. Maybe now you'll watch where your going, wimp." The boy said, walking off and laughing.
Nabiki stood shakily and said, leaning against the tree she had crashed into for support, "Yeah, well…Maybe I'll just sock you in the jaw next time…Aw, man! He cut my lip open…I'm gonna beat the living h*** outta that kid if I see him again…" she then winced and added, "And after I learn how to fight…"
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Impmon was a little surprised that Nabiki wasn't still on the ground. Of course, Sam had gone easy on the fifteen-year-old girl.
Nabiki was holding her hand against her chest, blood staining her white shirt and for some reason it made Impmon angry with himself for not helping out.
Where the h*** did that come from? He asked himself, turning his attention away from Nabiki and back to the card he had stolen from the human.
He then looked back at Nabiki, who was wrapping her hand up in her jacket, trying to stop the bleeding. Without thinking, Impmon, after stuffing the card into his glove, jumped down from the tree and asked, making Nabiki yelp and stumble backwards, "What's up, wimp?" "Jeez! You just about gave me a heart attack! And that d*** kid is what's up. I think he broke my hand…Oww! Don't touch it!" Impmon walked over and poked the bleeding hand that was now wrapped up in Nabiki's jacket.
"Heh. It ain't that bad. So…stop cryin' and get outta my sight! You humans make me sick!" Impmon said in his usual loud, Brooklyn voice as he started to walk away. "Then why are you talking to me?"
Impmon stopped in mid stride and blinked several times before saying hotly, turning to glare at her, "Because. I find you interesting! Is that okay?! Jeez, I gotta go make some trouble before I go loony toons!" Impmon then ran off, leaving Nabiki to watch.
"That is one seriously messed up Digimon…" Nabiki muttered, tightening the jacket around her hand.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later, about three miles away from Nabiki, in an ally-way…
Why do I talk to her? Its almost as if…she were my…D****it! Why can't I get that @#%&! human outta my head?! Impmon mentally shouted at himself, punching a wall in frustration.
He finally stopped beating the wall when he realized that his glove was wet. He looked at it, raising his hand to eye level. A small trail of blood rolled out from under the crimson glove, which hid the seeping blood well. He sneered, watching the dribble of blood roll slowly down his arm. He didn't feel the pain in his hand nor did he feel the cold blood on his arm. All he felt was the painful memories Sam had given him before he ran away fifteen years before.
Even though it was so long ago, when he saw Sam again, all the emotions that he had felt when he was a "partner" rose quickly to the surface, renewing his hatred of humans, yet…Nabiki seemed…different from the rest…the exact opposite of what Impmon had lived with his whole life. "Heh. I'm even numb to physical pain…" he muttered, lowering his hand slowly back to his side, his head lowered.
He then looked up at the sky and shouted, "D*** you, Kami (god)! You MUST be crazy! That's why Sam is back! That's why I can't get Nabiki outta my head!! It's your fault! Yours and that @#$&! b****'s! I'll be glad if I never see that black haired b**** for the rest of my life!!! Do you hear me?! I never wanna see that girl again for as long as I live!!!" He then, after cursing himself, returned to beating the wall, not caring if his hand was bleeding worse then Nabiki's was.
Little did he know, that today, Kami was listening and decided to torment Impmon some more!! Mwhahahahahaha! (Impmon: Imp-Chan is starting to worry me now…)
