I.VI "...and with that, he was dragged around without complaint."
"N...No...No...!" He shouted in the middle of a restless night.
"Get him! Get the Priest!"
"None of you are a match for me..." Chiisu, clothed in black and equipped with a dark, ebony staff. "But if its out own deaths you seek..." he lifted the staff, which began to glow with an ominous, bright light. Fire erupted out as Chiisu smiled and the beast took shape, a fiery hellbeast, a demon...then thousands paraded out of the fire. "...I shall drag you all to hell for your foolishness."
"AAH!" Chiisu screamed, sitting up in his bed with persperation dripping down the sides of his face and exposed back. His hazel eyes reflected fear and the dimmed light of the night sky through his window. Tears mixed with sweat as he gasped for air like a fish. Armadimon, his friend and partner Digimon, awoke to the sound and looked confused.
"Chiisu, what's wrong?" He asked groggily. However, Chiisu didn't respond. All he did was stare off into the night with wide, worried, scared eyes.
It was indeed a restless night. Shirubi, in an evening dress and looking quite worried, sat in the Trascuri restaurant for quite some time. Their meeting time had been ten, and it was now midnight.
"I..." she sighed, "...guess he's not coming..." She sighed deeply and collected her purse in her hand. Then she continued to trudge out of the restaurant sadly. "Gahh..." she muttered, walking out into the cold, dark night. "I wonder...hmm?" Her eyes caught a boy at the side of her vision, talking to himself nervously and shivering. Shirubi smiled deviously and began to run.
"Oiii!" She shouted, running over to him. Unfortunately, she had been wearing high heeled shoes. There was a loud -kshhht!- sound that followed with her face to the ground. Despite this, Shirubi stood and eyed the nervous-looking boy cautiously, "...oh, sorry...thought you were...someone else." She smiled uneasily, and he looked confused. Blank, tired eyes were dark in the night, his hair was blue and carried the brilliant sheen of the moon alongside it.
"...you look just like him."
"Excuse me?" He retorted quietly, nervously. "Just like who?"
"Sorry, talking to myself..." she quickly thrust her purse into his hands as she took off her shoes and disposed of them in a nearby trashcan. She then walked back up to him and took her purse back, procuring a pair of tennis shoes.
"What about..."
"They're my mother's, shut up," she ordered. "Say," she breathed, "it's...kinda cold out here, wanna come with me somewheres?"
"What?" He shouted nervously again.
"I was supposed to meet this guy," she said sadly, "but he never showed up. So I was thinking..." her face was to her feet, with a voice of clear sadness. The blue-haired boy shrugged wearily and nodded, taking hold of her arm gently.
"Alright," he smiled kindly, "c'mon."
Shirubi smiled back, a real smile.
"So what's the guy?" He asked over the table in the restaurant known as Trascuri to Shi. "You know, the one that didn't show up..."
"You probably don't know him," she replied with a little laugh, "I don't think anybody does, not even him."
"What's he like?"
"Huh? What'do you mean?"
"I mean," he shifted in his chair uneasily, "what...is he like, is he nice? Is he mean? Or...what?"
Shirubi was a tad baffled for a moment, but replied nonetheless.
"Well," she began through a sip of water, "...he's an insensitive jerk."
The boy nearly fell over in his chair.
"Wh...Why do you say that, now?" He huffed. "Surely he doesn't..."
"He deserves the title, nevertheless," she sighed with a smile. "He's stubborn, and a bit too powerful for his own good. He'd probably kill himself unintentionally."
The boy stared with a blank look on his face; his eyes were hidden behind his dark blue hair.
"Hey, are you..." Shirubi began a sentence, but refrained from using it. Instead she asked, "What's your name?"
"My name's Ken," he stated quietly, taking a large gulp of water from his glass, where he then finished his sentence, "...yeah, Ken Ichijouji."
The name seemed to shock the girl momentarily.
"What?" Ken asked, obviously offended in some way.
"N-nothing," she replied with a shake of her head. "Just that name..."
He looked shocked and turned away from her gaze.
"...nevermind," she said with her smile as the waitress approached.
"Hello, what shall we be ordering? Sharing something?"
Shirubi looked over at Ken with a mischevious smile; Ken looked like he was about to die for some strange reason or another.
"Sure! Surprise us!" Shirubi stated with a wide grin. Ken fell over in his chair as soon as the waitress returned to the kitchen.
"What the hell was that about?!" Ken shouted. "I don't even know you! We just met! Don't go acting like this is a date or anything!"
At his display, Shirubi began to giggle quietly. Ken soon followed in the same fashion.
Mindless chatter followed; the two never got to a meaningful discussion, and if they had tried to steer the conversation to one, the other immediately changed the subject and/or "faked" to be choking (alright, Shi wasn't faking... ).
"Hey, Ken," Shirubi asked quietly as she speared the nearest piece of food on the plate with her fork, "...can I ask you something...kinda weird?"
"Uhhh..." he looked confused, or embarrassed. "Sh--sure..." he replied hesitantly.
"Am I..." she hesitated, lowered her head, and didn't finish her sentence for quite some time, "...am I... am I pretty?"
"Pretty?" Ken responded confusedly, "Pretty what?"
Shirubi shook her head with a sheepish laugh,
"Yah, it was a stupid question..." she laughed again, but it seemed to cause Ken great pain, for he knew that somehow he'd offended her, "...forget I asked, alright?"
There was an awkward silence that feel upon the entire restaurant until Ken finally replied with,
"...You are kinda... pretty..."
Shirubi lowered her head, but this time she was smiling,
"Thanks," she giggled. He shook his head with his arms cautiously,
"Now listen here, girl," he held a finger in her face, "don't think that I like you, 'cause I don't! You're just some weird girl I met out there, nothing more. So..." he settled down, "...don't get involved with someone like me.."
"Oh-hoooo..." Shirubi muttered, "...ya' think you're some kinda rebel or something? I live at RakuTen. It's usually a situation where people don't want to get involved with me, ha ha ha..."
"RakuTen?" Ken parroted. Shirubi nodded.
"Well," Ken stated nervously, as usual, "I live around there, so...wanna..." Shirubi understood where he was going to go with it, so she laughed with her reply,
"Sure, I'll walk you home! "
"TT....that's...not exactly what I was going to sayy...."
Chiisu was wide-eyed in the night, he had stiffly stumbled over to the refrigerator in the kitchen and took out whatever was in his reach, being a bottle of some liquid. Armadimon, staying as quiet as his hard-shelled body would let him, cautiously followed him to the table.
"I can't help you," the Digimon whined worriedly, "if you won't tell me what the problem is, Chii-kun!"
He shot a grim look at the Digimon.
"Ryou," he stated quietly after a long silence. Armadimon suddenly looked shocked. Chiisu continued, "Do you remember? The way..." he closed his eyes and flinched terribly. The vision returned to him frequently; his friend's hair and hands, dripping with blood, the blank, lifeless eyes that shone in the darkness of the night, the body of Chiisu's fallen friend, Ryou, with his internal organs and blood all over the pavement, the malicious grin that spread across the boy's face...
"He was laughing..." Chiisu grimaced painfully, clenching his hand around the bottle. His eyes shook with ferocity, glimmering with the moon's sadness in the kitchen. "He was..." The evil, sickening voice rang crystal clear like a thousand demons screaming, "He's..." Chiisu put his hand to his mouth. His body was shaking uncontrollably. Armadimon watched as his stomach and arms and face contorted savagely, "...he's laughing..." He was just a little ways away from a shout until vomit erupted from his mouth and he passed out on the moonlit floor.
"Ch--Chiisu!!"
The train was crowded on the way to Ken and Shi's residence; the two were forced to stand, amongst the crying babies, old people, suggestive-looking people, and so on in the train's passenger car.
"Geez," Ken sighed irritably, "I wish we'd go faster."
Shirubi didn't stand too far away and heard the comment,
"Eh? Why? Don't like being around different people?"
"N..not exactly," he answered uneasily, "I see enough "Interesting" people daily..."
"Really? What're they like?"
"Ummm..." He suddenly procured a rolled-up newspaper and -fwapped- her over the head with it. "I'm not telling."
"Ow, that hurt... ;;!"
Two figures stood on a nearby bridge aside the passing trains.
"Gaahhh..." one cried, equipped with a large gun and bandages wrapped around his arms, body and face, "...why'd Kaiser-kun have to ditch us...?!"
"I think he said..." the other, a woman in lavish red clothing, soon gasped with glee, "...oh, dear, Mummymon...I think our Kaiser is finally growing up..."
"Huh?" Mummymon replied in turn, "What're you talking about?"
"I think he went on a date..."
There was a silence, and then bursts of laughter.
"Really?! With who?!"
"I think that girl...you know, the one that fell out of the tree!"
More silence followed, then more laughter.
"Ku?" the woman stopped laughing abruptly.
"What's wrong?" Mummymon asked her with her face to the train.
"Something's coming..."
A beeping sounded, rising above the cellphones and mindless chattering. Ken's eyes widened ferociously. He thrust his hand into the pocket of his black jeans and took out a small handheld computer. His expression looked annoyed and a tad frightened; Shirubi's expression was that as if a revelation had been made.
"So..." she said to herself, "...a CHAO-Fi PDA system...?"
"Uhh---It's not what you think...!"
There was a loud crash that sent the whole train shaking. Everybody lost their balance, including Ken and Shi. There were widespread screams when everybody saw what the window's sight brought. A large monster, black in colour with red stripes; dinosaur-like in every way. Several large, ivory claws were shoved into the ceiling of the car, revealing the monstrous face of the beast. It growled with such loudness, one could assure someone had become deaf. Saliva from the beast dripped out of it's mouth between shining, gnashing teeth.
"C'mon," Shirubi urged, kicking the next car's door open, "let's get outta here."
"But...But..."
"You're a Sentry," she smiled while Ken looked afraid for one moment, "...so do your job." Ken hesitated, but nodded, swiftly following Shirubi out the door. Luckily--for the passengers, not Shirubi and Ken, the beast tracked their route to the next car, letting the other passengers escape.
"Dammit..." Shi murmured as she broke down another door into another car while the towering dinosaur beast followed them from outside, "...they're after one of us..."
Making the trip to the final car, the two were about to reach the exit, until one of the massive, gargantuan claws stabbed into the roof and straight into the floor, which resulted in the car becoming attached to it's hand. The passengers outside clamoured for a way of escape while Ken and Shi were stranded. The two lost their balance as the beast twisted the car around. Shirubi was sent to the wall of the car, Ken followed quickly after. The two collided with the wall strangely, Shirubi held onto a nearby (remaining) seat while Ken had his arms wrapped around her, his body dangerously close to hers. Shi laughed nervously while Ken's eyes were wide. He felt a stange sensation from her chest, he put his head to it. Shirubi's nervous laughter continued, the beast was raging, the world was in complete turbulence...
There was silence. Silence but for the sound of a heart beating.
He was entranced, amazed, for such a moment, a moment that lasted for an eternity; until a voice rang calmly out in the darkness,
"Uhh...Ken-kun," it was Shirubi, smiling sheepishly with her hand on his head of stick-straight blue hair, "...please get up. You're heavy."
His face turned birght red as he climbed off of her and stood leaning against the same wall.
"S-sorry...Shirubi-san..."
"San...?" Shirubi shook her head, but then took a small metal cross from her black skirt's pocket. "Alright, let's waste us a monster."
The two dashed to the outside near the tracks, eyeing their common foe. The large black dinosaur-beast gazed reddened eyes of rage towards them. A loud screech filled the cold night sky. People ran away as fast as their humanity let them. Shirubi laughed, stepping forward to face the beast,
"You wanna play?" she scoffed with her arms out wide. "C'mon, let's play."
Ken's eyes flashed as the beast began to notice and walk towards them.
"Do you have a plan?" Ken asked her quietly. Shirubi merely laughed in reply,
"Not really...let's just have fun with it, okay?"
"Fun...!"
The thought was interrupted as the giant claws dove down, cut through the air, and sliced deep into the ground. The two of them had leaped to each side and were momentarily relieved.
"This is boring now," Shirubi noted irritably. "I tire of this." She tossed the tiny metal cross into the air, causing it to emit a beautiful blue light that merged with the sky. From the sky the light formed a sword that was clenched tight in Shirubi's hands. A large, metallic blade of night that was held with such beauty and ease.
"Ken!" Shirubi shouted, "Hold the claw into the ground!"
Without hesitation, the boy, who looked rather weak, put an arm on the beast's metal hands and, as frighteningly impossible as it had seemed, the monster was rooted.
Shirubi, with a loud, loud shout, slashed the blade deep into the beast's wrist and arm. Blood flew everywhere, even on them.
"Green..." Shirubi said without surprise. Ken picked up the large metal digit that had been severed and, with it in his hands held over his head, strolled nonchalantly to the beast, which had been writhing in pain, and sliced the claw into it's stomach. Shirubi's eyebrows lifted slightly with her blade, which was sliced down into the gut of the monster in a similar way. It continued until the beast was surely dead. It toppled over with a loud sound that emitted a resounding shockwave. Green blood and messy, torn organs were scattered about the train tracks and the two merciless fighters. Shirubi somehow turned the metal blade back into the small metal cross as she strode up to Ken.
"You're better than I thought..."
"Cram it," Ken replied, hostile. "I could have done it on my own..."
"I'm sure you could have," she replied in turn with a kind, gentle smile. "To compliment, you really are talented."
Ken scoffed as the two went separate ways. For some reason or another.
fin
Melissa: Emotions run high! Kai-kun nearly gives into his teenage temptation! Demons that infest his mind---!
Kai-kun: What the hell are you talking about?!
Melissa: The girl he likes he can't ignore anymore! Will he completely destroy her with his own desires?!
Kai-kun (while blushing for SOME reason): Wha---Wha....?! SHUT UP!
Shirubi: Glad as hell that's not ME he likes...
Melissa:...uhh...Shi, haven't you been listening...? That...
Kai-kun: OO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
The next episode of DC02,
"That in Which a "Love" is Formed"
Chiisu: TT when do we get to ME?!
Kai-chan: When we want to.
Alex: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!
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