-_-Told you to be wary of the third chapter… ::laughs evilly:: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

My meager knowledge of the Japanese version shows through here, as well as the fact that I have spent my entire life watching the dub… It's sad. So very, very, sad.

Chapter 4:

Not-so-little Date

Revival of the Perfects

~~~

Miyako was in a bad mood as she stomped into the computer lab on Monday. The other new chosen children were there, and they weren't in a single doubt why she was so furious.

"Are you still mad about…" Hikari paused. "… What happened on Saturday?"

"Of course!" Miyako shot back. "I don't get over things like that so easily! Who does she think she is?!"

"Somebody's jeal-ous!!!" Daisuke jeered.

Miyako turned on him, eyes flashing. "Excuse me," she snapped, "but I do not get jealous easily."

"Not unless it's a really big thing like that." Daisuke snickered. "And if you're not jealous, then what are you now?"

"Really pissed off!" Miyako yelled. She stomped back out of the computer room. But as she left, she turned around and said: "I was going to tell you guys what's going to happen to the digital world, but now that I know what you guys are thinking…"

She turned on a heel, and stomped off, shutting the door behind her.

"Miyako…!" Hikari trailed off.

"Nice going, Daisuke." Takeru snarled.

"Hey, it's not my fault!" Daisuke yelled. "She's the one in the bad mood!"

"But you made it worse!" Iori added.

~~~

Miyako stomped outside the school and down the street.

"I think you're overreacting, Miyako." Poromon commented from Miyako's bag. "Don't you think so?"

"I'm not overreacting, Poromon," Miyako said, "I'm just not having a good start of the week."

"But why are you getting so upset about someone liking Ken?" Poromon persisted. "It's not like he's your boyfriend, right?"

Poromon had touched a nerve. Miyako stopped on the corner of a street, looking down at her digimon partner.

"No," Miyako said quietly, "but-"

"So why are you making a big deal out of it?" Poromon repeated. "Get over it, right?"

Miyako nodded. "Yeah, I guess."

She kept walking, never more confused than she was now. Why did love have to be this complicated? She wished it were easier to understand.

'Maybe when you're older, girl.' She thought to herself. 'Much older.'

~~~

Yamato was walking home late at night. His band practice had run really late, and he wished now more than ever that he hadn't left his car in the shop. Jaime worked there part time, he believed. No telling what would happen to it! She hated him.

"It's really late." He thought. "And I'm hungry." Then, Yamato remembered that he had something to eat in his bag. Good thing, too! He was starving.

He pulled out the small meal, was about to take a bite, when, in a flash of blue and black, the food was whisked right out of his hands.

"Whaaaaaaat…?!" he cried. The culprit- apparently a small cat- raced ahead of him. Yamato followed it as it turned down an alley. He cornered the cat in the alley, and made his way towards it. But the cat paid him no attention- it continued crunching on the remnants of the food.

"Hey, you!" Yamato scolded the cat. "Give me that food!"

The cat finished its meal, then turned towards him. In the dim light, Yamato could make out the cat's tail swishing from side to side as it calmly stared at him. Its gaze was almost frightening.

Then, suddenly, the cat's ears flattened against its skull, and bared its teeth in a hiss. It was an unearthly hiss, one no normal cat would even come close to. In shock, Yamato stumbled backwards. Seizing its chance, the cat dashed out of the alley, and ran down the street at lightning speed., with the sound of a bell ringing through the air

'That's no ordinary cat!' Yamato though. The bell ringing brought him to his senses. 'But that was… definitely a cat… and that bell…!'

~~~

Skydramon was kneeling in front of the screen again. The shadowed figure of Demon stood out in the darkness.

"Awaiting your orders, sir," Skydramon said, "The Dramon have destroyed the landscape, and the dissolving of the digital world is going as planned."

"Yes…" Demon said thoughtfully, "Your orders…"

"Yes, sir?"

"Your orders are to do nothing."

Skydramon looked up, "Sir?"

"Lure the chosen into a false sense of security. I will take it from there."

Skydramon lowered her head again, "Yes, sir. But I fear it may be too late to follow orders now, sir."

"What do you mean?" Demon asked in a menacing tone.

"I have already sent my strongest Dramon to destroy them," Skydramon said apologetically.

"Tee-hee-hee!" Another, high-pitched voice came from the darkness, "As usual," it said, "acting without waiting for orders first. That is what makes you only at the Perfect level, Skydramon."

Skydramon scowled at the floor.

"Wait," Demon held up a hand, "Sent your Dramon new directions. Attack the chosen ones in the real world. They will not be expecting that. And they will not receive any help from those meddling girls, either." The screen blanked out.

Skydramon grinned slightly, but there was also a scowl mixed on her face.

~~~

"Da-ny!!!" Jaime yelled as she stomped through the apartment, "Where are you?"

"In here!" someone called from the living room.

"Why am I not surprised!?" Jaime scowled. In the living room, an older boy was sprawled on the couch watching TV.

"Dany!" Jaime yelled, "This place is a mess!"

"It can be if it wants to," Dany replied, "It's not your room."

"Oh, sure," Jaime countered, "It can be if you want it to. And may I recall it's not your room either!"

Suddenly, the phone rang from the kitchen.

"I'll get it," Jaime said sarcastically.

"Thanks."

Jaime shook her head and marched into the kitchen.

"Yes?" she picked up the phone.

"Hey," a voice answered on the other line, "Tell your friends that we are very, very close, and you will not escape this time."

"Who is this?" Jaime ordered.

"JK!" Megun's voice cheered.

Jaime was not amused. "You gave me a heart attack!" she barked, "I thought it really was-"

"Oh, God no!" Megun replied, "I'd never joke about… that. God no."

"Anyways," Jaime sat on a chair in the kitchen, "What did you call me for?"

"Yamato was over here."

"Really?" Jaime leaned on the table, "For how long? And what did you do?"

"Very funny," Megun replied sarcastically. "He told me that some sort of monster had stolen his piece of food, and he chased it and said it disappeared here."

"Someone was a bit careless tonight?" Jaime asked.

"Yes," Megun replied. "I think we need to watch out a little more carefully."

Jaime listened outside the kitchen door as she heard footsteps pass. "You're right. Call you back."

"'K. Bye," Megun hung up the phone. Jaime left the phone on the table and leaned against it for a moment.

"How much do you know, chosen?" she asked under her breath, "How much do you know?"

~~~

In Tomachi, Megun was asking the same question as she carried her violin case up the stairs to the roof. Being on the roof always cleared her head, especially when she fingered different songs and played softly.

But when she reached the top of the stairs, she discovered she was not to be alone up there.

"Oh," she let out a small cry of surprise, but it was hardly short of an "Oh," of disappointment as well, for she had run into Ken, the last person she wanted to see at the moment.

The latter had his hand on the door, just standing there and looking back at her. For an unknown reason, he had also turned slightly red.

'Wh… why am I blushing?' he thought, then remembered. 'It's that Power girl's fault.'

Megun cleared her throat, "How's it been?" she asked casually, averting eye contact.

"Fine. You?" Ken responded.

"Good." She marched up the steps and he marched down them at the same time. The brushed past each other and stopped, a step past one another.

"Um…" Megun sighed.

"You know," Ken turned around, "You never did tell me what you were sorry for."

Megun pretended she didn't listen, and walked up the stairs. Then:

"One day, you know not everyone you depend on is gonna be there for you."

"Huh?" Ken was a bit confused.

"Never mind," Megun was still hidden from view. "It sounded better in my head."

With that, she left.

~~~

"What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Sora asked as she met Yamato in the park the next day.

"Well, uh…" he sighed, his cheeks hot. "You know there's a carnival coming up, and…"

"And?" Sora repeated.

"Well… uh…" Yamato sighed. "I-wanted-to-know-if-you'd-want-to-come-with-me," he blurted out, "to the carnival, I mean."

Sora was silent for a moment. Then, she said:

"You asked me out on a Tuesday just for that?" she asked, a bit awed, "That's… sweet."

"Uh, yeah…" Yamato rubbed the back of his neck. "So, see you Saturday at eight or nine in the morning?"

"Why not?"

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

The two walked off. From the shadows, a woman in a dark pantsuit and sunglasses watched the pair.

"Ha ha ha!" she laughed, "All the better! A last bit of pleasure in their lives, for on Saturday, they will meet their doom! Nyahahahahahahahaha!!!!!"

~~~

For the rest of the week, Sora found it impossible to concentrate on anything. The school day seemed to roll by endlessly, and she hardly felt like returning to the digital world on a daily basis. Of course, after last week's shocking revelation, who would?

Finally, Saturday rolled around, and Sora was incredibly relieved. Only to find out that instead of a small date between her and Yamato, it would just be a group trip involving all the chosen.

'Crap,' Sora moaned, 'I knew it was too good to be true!'

~~~

The carnival was amazing. There were booths, games, rides, and food!

"Wow!" Sora was amazed as she looked around. "This is cool!"

"Just like American carnivals!" someone announced.

The chosen turned around. Jaime and Megun were there as well.

"What are you doing here?" Sora grumbled.

"Anyone can enjoy a carnival," Megun retorted. "Even you. Of course," she added as an afterthought, eyeing Yamato, "maybe you came for… another reason?"

Sora turned furiously red. "How dare you!" she shrieked.

Megun rolled an eyebrow. "Yeah, well…" she turned to the other chosen. "Hope you can watch the play in the park later. I'm in it!'

Unseen by Megun, Jaime had started walking towards a table to rest.

"Huh?" Megun turned around, "Hey! Jaime! Wait up!"

She, too, walked off in the same direction with a last wave at the chosen children. A chill went through all of them.

"Did anyone else just feel like that was a déjà vu?" Hikari asked.

"Yeah, Hikari," Taichi responded, "You're right."

~~~

The woman in the black suit was there again, watching Megun and Jaime from nearby.

"Foolish girls," she whispered, scowling, "They think no one knows about them. But I know. By golly, I know!"

In her coat pocket, she tapped a small button. "Come, my Dramon," Skydramon whispered. "Come to me…"

~~~

Hours later, the chosen children came to the stage where the play would be. It was just a stage with grass as a floor, so the chosen thought they'd make a picnic out of it.

Even Sora had to admit that the play was good. Megun was part of the reason. She loved all the attention she was getting, even if she was portraying the villain. Nobody saw Jaime anywhere- onstage, or in the program.

Hikari looked around. "I wonder where she is?" she asked.

As Yamato looked around as well, he thought he saw someone in a mask behind a tree.

'That's…?!' he gasped.

Screams erupted all around them, and it wasn't because of the play. The Ferris wheel had just burst into a black flame, and a dark dragon rose up behind it, blocking out the sun.

"Dramon!?" the chosen children cried.

Megun gave the Dramon a horrified look and fled offstage. The chosen children looked around frantically. They didn't see any sign of Jaime nor their digimon.

Then, they saw them; their digimon were running towards the giant field together. The digimon evolved and flew at the Dramon, who had settled down in the field as well.

"Acid Fireballs!!" The Dramon screeched, and sent a chaotic flare of black fire at the digimon.

Then, a blazing blue fireball and a shower of rainbow stars came from opposite ends of the field and blew the black fireballs away from the evolved digimon.

"There!" Skydramon screeched with glory, pointing from behind a thicket of trees at the girl that had appeared in the center of the stage, backed by a blue tiger. By the stands directly across from the field was another girl, backed by the humanoid, rainbow-colored Adult that had helped them.

"Aha!!!" Skydramon yelled, stepping out from behind a tree, "I've been waiting for you two to show up!!! Dramon! Get those girls!!!"

"Acid Fireballs!!!" Dramon flew up in the sky and sent two beams of black fire at the two girls.

Power gritted her teeth. Harmony looked at the black fire menacingly. The chosen just stood, horrified.

Then- in a flash of sudden light…

"Exvuimon…"

"Stingmon…"

"Joingress evolve! Paildramon!!"

"Aquilamon…"

"Tailmon…"

"Joingress evolve! Sylphimon!!"

"Ankylomon…"

"Angemon…"

"Joingress evolve! Shakkouomon!!"

"What?! They're back!!"

Wa-hoo!! Joingress digimon!! ::dances to "Beat Hit":: Er…. I'm seriously sane, y'all… Sora and Yamato, sitting in a tree… ::gets smacked by Sora:: Itai… Regardless, the Skydramon chapters are almost over. (People in audience: WHAT?! Already?!) Yeah, short, isn't it? I get too much influence from the Sailor Moon manga, where people in the TV show who last like thirty episodes die within 5 manga chapters -_-… Oh, well…