Crisp-pa: Only… HELLO! I know it is 2 AM but, damn. Only a few reviews? And I MADE them review. Fuck that shit. Gimme reviews!
Takato: …Uhh.. Hello, your most rotten highness?
Raenef: HEY! THAT'S MY LINE!
Takato: uhm.. I'LL TROUNCE YOU!
Crisp-pa: Ugh. It's too.. Early for that.
Raenef: Fine… how about after the chapter?
Ruki: Again, Crispy doesn't own Digimon. Thank God. I like Rukato! ^_^
Jenrya Lee: Gah! ~:Dies under a paperclip.:~
Hirokazu: …….Can I have Tako-chan now?
Takato: Ya' know, if I was Miroku, I'd breath life into you, but, I'm not. =^_^=
Crisp-pa: X.x; Good god.
Chibi Sephiroth: ~:Holds up index finger and has half glasses on:~ Note. This chapter will more than likely confuse the hell out of you. Someone will verify what the fuck is going on at the end.
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Matsuda Takato grinned as he playfully poked Guilmon in the ribs with his index finger. Guilmon, being the innocent Digimon he is, looks up at the sienna haired boy with interest as he continually munches on the batch of day-old bread his partner has brought him to satisfy his hunger with.
"Takatomon, what was that for?" A light giggling sound was the Digimon's response. His Tamer shook his head, stilling giggling as he laid down on his side in the small stone hut that *still* served as Guilmon's home, since his parents wouldn't allow him to stay in their house. Reasons being Guilmon would more than likely eat anything that was smaller than a chair.
"Guilmon, what do you think about Jen?" The red virus(1) Digimon looked at his Tamer, confusement clouding his golden eyes as he regarded his Tamer.
"What do you mean, Takatomon?"
"I mean, what do you think about him?… As.. A uhm.. Doyouthinkhe'dberightforme?" Guilmon blinked. He had no idea what his Tamer meant or what he said.
"…What?"
"I mean that I think I lo-"
"Hey Takato, Guilmon." Speak of the devil, Takato could have jumped five feet in the air. Jenrya Lee had picked a PERFECT time to show up. As the half -Chinese boy walked inside the small hut, he failed to notice how Takato sat upright all of a sudden or the fact that he was blushing a deep shade of crimson. And little did he know that Takato was mentally beating himself with a rake. Terriermon hung off of Jenrya's shoulder, him, being the little imp he was, of course, noticed Takato's strange behavior, and decided to point this out to them all.
"Takato, why are you acting all jumpy? Moumentai!" Takato could have bashed his head into a brick wall multiple times. And would have. If, he wouldn't look so suspicious doing so. Times like this he wished he was Hirokazu and could get away with crazy crap like that.
"Hey Takato!"
"Takatomon?" Takato blinked as Lee waved his hand in Takato's face, trying to grasp his friend's attention.
"Helllloooo?"
"Huh?!"
"You were, spacing out." Terriermon so uncannily informed. Great. Takato shook his head, light brown hair flaying out everywhere.
"Just thinking, that's all." And that was true, about a certain silver -gray eyed tormenter.
"Well, don't be so obvious about it. I was worried there for a second." Guilmon nodded, as Terriermon found his claws very interesting for the moment. And Takato was praising whatever deities out there. It wasn't his fault that he was very expressive of his emotions. It was probably a family gene or something.
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~How much…?~
~Free, but you can leave me a tip, if you want. But, only leave it if I please you. Much.~
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He sighed as he rolled around in his bed; he just couldn't get to sleep. It must have been insomnia. Or Jenrya.. /Argh! Why can't I forget about him! JUST FOR A MINUTE! So I can sleep. It'd be nice… perhaps, I should call someone…/ Groaning, I turned my head, reluctantly, towards the digital alarm clock beside my bed, and almost groaned again at the fluorescent green light, two AM. What a lovely time to call someone. /They'd probably smack me… if I called Ruki or 'Kazu. So that was out of the question.. And like I'd call them anyways. Kenta's not the best person to talk to about this kind of thing. Juri, he couldn't stand it./ He knew, from what 'Kazu had told him, she was still nuts about him. And it sucked. Takato sighed. He could probably call Jenrya, but, he'd have to pretend that he liked someone else, and well, what if he goofed? That would be horrible. And, what *would* Jen say about his infatuation?
…Argh.
Life just sucks. That's all there was to it. Maybe, this was all life was. Or not. And, I'm sitting here, on my bed, in my pajamas wondering why I'm even wondering about calling someone. Am I really that desperate to call someone at… 3 o'clock in the morning. Janyuu would probably bite my head off or something.
Gah! I can't Sleep.
……SLEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
………………..SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
Okay, this isn't working.
"Maybe, I should call Lee. Or maybe, I should just go back to bed. Or something." Sighing in defeat I stalk back to bed and practically throw myself into it's mass of blankets and sheets. Hoping to fall into my non-drug-induced sleep.
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~Son of a bitch! THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!~
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(Takato's POV. I think I like first person.)
"Takatomon, what's that?" Ugh. I did NOT need this. I got close to around one hour of sleep.
"It's food, you eat it, see?" A heated sigh of frustration runs out of my lips. This was totally insane. I was tired and cranky. And now, I think, I could go to sleep. If Jenrya didn't decide he wanted to drop by like he always does every school day. Argh. Just what I need, a 98% chance of blurting my guts out and making a fool of myself. Greaaaaat.
"Konnchiwa, Takato."
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~It's fucking afternoon?~
~I've.. I mean.. you- you're a guy! Well, I.. I-I meant that.. at I ha-have your-food.. I couldva swore that.. No no no..~
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"Hi.. Jen…" I. Hate. This. It's stupid! And, I'm tired… so sleepy..
"Takato, you should go home. And go to bed. You look like a wreck."
"Mmmhmm. Good idea."
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Crisp-pa: Okay. That sucked. Sucked ass. MAJOR SUCKAGE! I want to delete it. Now.
(1) Is uhm.. Guilmon a virus Digimon? I'm too lazy to go and look. XD
Chibi Sephiroth: Oh yeah. We're pulling a Dual! Parallel Trouble Universe type thing on you. Mwuahaha. Beware. It'll be real screwy towards the end. And, yeah. We might decide to do something evil to the Tamer Takato. She's already doing evil things to the Whore Takato. Sounds like fun! The next chapter, dealing with Tamer Takato, will, 1) Make less sense 2) Be a buckets full of angst. Yay. When the unthinkable happens to our loveable goggle-head, what the hell do you think he'll do!? I don't know either.
Takato: ..How dare you-
Raenef: Agh! Stop mocking me, vermin!
Crisp-pa: Alright, I know, it doesn't make much sense now, but, neither do I. And, again, you're probably wanting to find out what goth/whore Takato's going to do. Will he get laid!? WILL I WRITE THE SCENE OUT!? Hell no. Trying to stay in the R-rating. Trying. I'll put the whole thing with all the lemon-y/raping… opps. I just spoiled something. XD On adultfanfiction.net One day. I'm done rambling.
Takato: …Uhh.. Hello, your most rotten highness?
Raenef: HEY! THAT'S MY LINE!
Takato: uhm.. I'LL TROUNCE YOU!
Crisp-pa: Ugh. It's too.. Early for that.
Raenef: Fine… how about after the chapter?
Ruki: Again, Crispy doesn't own Digimon. Thank God. I like Rukato! ^_^
Jenrya Lee: Gah! ~:Dies under a paperclip.:~
Hirokazu: …….Can I have Tako-chan now?
Takato: Ya' know, if I was Miroku, I'd breath life into you, but, I'm not. =^_^=
Crisp-pa: X.x; Good god.
Chibi Sephiroth: ~:Holds up index finger and has half glasses on:~ Note. This chapter will more than likely confuse the hell out of you. Someone will verify what the fuck is going on at the end.
~*§~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~§*~
Matsuda Takato grinned as he playfully poked Guilmon in the ribs with his index finger. Guilmon, being the innocent Digimon he is, looks up at the sienna haired boy with interest as he continually munches on the batch of day-old bread his partner has brought him to satisfy his hunger with.
"Takatomon, what was that for?" A light giggling sound was the Digimon's response. His Tamer shook his head, stilling giggling as he laid down on his side in the small stone hut that *still* served as Guilmon's home, since his parents wouldn't allow him to stay in their house. Reasons being Guilmon would more than likely eat anything that was smaller than a chair.
"Guilmon, what do you think about Jen?" The red virus(1) Digimon looked at his Tamer, confusement clouding his golden eyes as he regarded his Tamer.
"What do you mean, Takatomon?"
"I mean, what do you think about him?… As.. A uhm.. Doyouthinkhe'dberightforme?" Guilmon blinked. He had no idea what his Tamer meant or what he said.
"…What?"
"I mean that I think I lo-"
"Hey Takato, Guilmon." Speak of the devil, Takato could have jumped five feet in the air. Jenrya Lee had picked a PERFECT time to show up. As the half -Chinese boy walked inside the small hut, he failed to notice how Takato sat upright all of a sudden or the fact that he was blushing a deep shade of crimson. And little did he know that Takato was mentally beating himself with a rake. Terriermon hung off of Jenrya's shoulder, him, being the little imp he was, of course, noticed Takato's strange behavior, and decided to point this out to them all.
"Takato, why are you acting all jumpy? Moumentai!" Takato could have bashed his head into a brick wall multiple times. And would have. If, he wouldn't look so suspicious doing so. Times like this he wished he was Hirokazu and could get away with crazy crap like that.
"Hey Takato!"
"Takatomon?" Takato blinked as Lee waved his hand in Takato's face, trying to grasp his friend's attention.
"Helllloooo?"
"Huh?!"
"You were, spacing out." Terriermon so uncannily informed. Great. Takato shook his head, light brown hair flaying out everywhere.
"Just thinking, that's all." And that was true, about a certain silver -gray eyed tormenter.
"Well, don't be so obvious about it. I was worried there for a second." Guilmon nodded, as Terriermon found his claws very interesting for the moment. And Takato was praising whatever deities out there. It wasn't his fault that he was very expressive of his emotions. It was probably a family gene or something.
*|~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~|*
~How much…?~
~Free, but you can leave me a tip, if you want. But, only leave it if I please you. Much.~
*|~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~|*
He sighed as he rolled around in his bed; he just couldn't get to sleep. It must have been insomnia. Or Jenrya.. /Argh! Why can't I forget about him! JUST FOR A MINUTE! So I can sleep. It'd be nice… perhaps, I should call someone…/ Groaning, I turned my head, reluctantly, towards the digital alarm clock beside my bed, and almost groaned again at the fluorescent green light, two AM. What a lovely time to call someone. /They'd probably smack me… if I called Ruki or 'Kazu. So that was out of the question.. And like I'd call them anyways. Kenta's not the best person to talk to about this kind of thing. Juri, he couldn't stand it./ He knew, from what 'Kazu had told him, she was still nuts about him. And it sucked. Takato sighed. He could probably call Jenrya, but, he'd have to pretend that he liked someone else, and well, what if he goofed? That would be horrible. And, what *would* Jen say about his infatuation?
…Argh.
Life just sucks. That's all there was to it. Maybe, this was all life was. Or not. And, I'm sitting here, on my bed, in my pajamas wondering why I'm even wondering about calling someone. Am I really that desperate to call someone at… 3 o'clock in the morning. Janyuu would probably bite my head off or something.
Gah! I can't Sleep.
……SLEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
………………..SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
Okay, this isn't working.
"Maybe, I should call Lee. Or maybe, I should just go back to bed. Or something." Sighing in defeat I stalk back to bed and practically throw myself into it's mass of blankets and sheets. Hoping to fall into my non-drug-induced sleep.
*|~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~|*
~Son of a bitch! THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!~
*|~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~|*
(Takato's POV. I think I like first person.)
"Takatomon, what's that?" Ugh. I did NOT need this. I got close to around one hour of sleep.
"It's food, you eat it, see?" A heated sigh of frustration runs out of my lips. This was totally insane. I was tired and cranky. And now, I think, I could go to sleep. If Jenrya didn't decide he wanted to drop by like he always does every school day. Argh. Just what I need, a 98% chance of blurting my guts out and making a fool of myself. Greaaaaat.
"Konnchiwa, Takato."
*|~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~|*
~It's fucking afternoon?~
~I've.. I mean.. you- you're a guy! Well, I.. I-I meant that.. at I ha-have your-food.. I couldva swore that.. No no no..~
*|~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~|*
"Hi.. Jen…" I. Hate. This. It's stupid! And, I'm tired… so sleepy..
"Takato, you should go home. And go to bed. You look like a wreck."
"Mmmhmm. Good idea."
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Crisp-pa: Okay. That sucked. Sucked ass. MAJOR SUCKAGE! I want to delete it. Now.
(1) Is uhm.. Guilmon a virus Digimon? I'm too lazy to go and look. XD
Chibi Sephiroth: Oh yeah. We're pulling a Dual! Parallel Trouble Universe type thing on you. Mwuahaha. Beware. It'll be real screwy towards the end. And, yeah. We might decide to do something evil to the Tamer Takato. She's already doing evil things to the Whore Takato. Sounds like fun! The next chapter, dealing with Tamer Takato, will, 1) Make less sense 2) Be a buckets full of angst. Yay. When the unthinkable happens to our loveable goggle-head, what the hell do you think he'll do!? I don't know either.
Takato: ..How dare you-
Raenef: Agh! Stop mocking me, vermin!
Crisp-pa: Alright, I know, it doesn't make much sense now, but, neither do I. And, again, you're probably wanting to find out what goth/whore Takato's going to do. Will he get laid!? WILL I WRITE THE SCENE OUT!? Hell no. Trying to stay in the R-rating. Trying. I'll put the whole thing with all the lemon-y/raping… opps. I just spoiled something. XD On adultfanfiction.net One day. I'm done rambling.
