Disclaimer

I don't own digimon, alright the do's and don't time is done for now. I would have this nice chapter out earlier but things happened, such as rewriting the whole thing. I'm a lot better about yaoi/yuri that I might change the couples a bit, putting more straight couples in, but there will always be Davis x Henry, Takato x Ryo, TK x Suzie and Kari x Jaarin. Also Willis gets in on the action probably more then the others. I apologise for the lateness again, I had this serious writer's block and I didn't feel able to write anymore into digimon.

Also some parts might feel a little bit of Neverending Story (ish) soon, so I also apologise for that. OOC warning.

The Living

Perfect as timing go, an appearance of seeing a digimon in a middle of the city has got Henry a little frightened but mostly determined. He has never got a strong urge to have a desire to fight. He placed his hand on his digivice, which didn't make any reaction just stayed quite still for its owner. A frown came on his face, as his walk turn into a run, dodging left and right avoiding people as they're come. His mind on nothing more then that digimon, he first thought of going to the team meeting but that huge digimon seems to find some way to pop in Henry's mind. It became suddenly clear.

He needs to find this creature, this digimon. This unhinted threat.

Terriermon's ears were lost in a flurry as the rabbit lost all control in his long ears, flapping behind him and sometimes in front of his eyes. A scowl appeared on his face, trying to gain attention to his tamer, "Henry?" the tamer has heard of his partner but wants to not to reply to any questions. "Henry, fine don't listen to me but you better watch that elderly man," Terriermon didn't know if Henry heard him or ignored him but he got out of the way. "Now watch that girl, are you running blind. I'm I driving instructor for children who's not looking at what's in front of them?" He shrugged, "Kids. Henry?" Terriermon tried once again to gain the boy's attention.

"Not now Terriermon," he snapped back, as running isn't his strong point when he is distracted. He stumbled a bit, and gained his footing able to keep on with his pace of speed. It felt like something was watching his every movement that he made, but he harshly in his mind tried to ignore this gut-feeling. Too him, it meant nothing more then a distraction to his key goal. Even if Terriermon is trying to gain his attention. Henry knew what he saw and nothing is getting in his way to finding out what digimon it is, even for his friend's arrangements.

Terriermon shrugged, giving up because of Henry's stubbornness. "Fine, but it will be your fault if you bumped into a police officer or a thug," he continued on naming everything in society from the RSPCA to make up names like The Grandmothers Association Delivered To Require Household Regime. "Or your mother," Henry blinked in surprise hearing someone for once that he recognise then the countless names around the world. He stopped wondering what his mother would think if she knew that Henry was searching for a digimon. Yeah, she would be worried like any mother might be when they knew that their child is looking for an excuse to liven up their lives. Even if it is risky.

"Okay," Takato breathes in and out calmly before getting his point across, "Am-I-the only one that takes this tamers thing seriously?" shouting out to someone did seem to get everything out of his mind to the open. Ryo and Jeri just wish that he didn't scream so loud at them when they're aren't the ones being late.

Ryo coughed at that remark.

Takato blinked, "Instead of you two that is," he replied. But it still instates the fact that 'tamer's meeting' doesn't even register with Takato, this was just a cover-up to play on one of the amusements games. Takato adores these games, but he needs at least one more person to play the newest game around. He just wishes he can find this friend of his.

Jeri didn't seem to mind that she might be the only girl playing this game, unless Rika comes along. Takato was easy to figure out after dating him for a short amount of time before going with someone new, "Takato if I remember correctly you never came to school project meetings when we're were doing the Aztecs," she smiled, "actually you didn't contribute to the project at all. We did make you wear that outfit though," commented Jeri with a grin.

Takato blushed; the memory of that Aztecs project was still fresh in his mind, like it was something very important and embarrassing enough that you never forget it. He didn't like to be reminded of it either. "This is a different matter, Jeri," replied Takato.

"I know, this matter contains less use of your hands," she smirked after that remark making Takato seem a little surprised.

He blushed slightly, realising what she meant. He closed his cherry coloured orbs, a soft smile came to his lips, "Do you know how much of a Rika quote that is?" he muttered waiting for the impact. Ryo didn't seem to know what to do, as he too just waited but Jeri seems to have lost her voice, blushing blankly looking at the goggle-head leader. It reminded like that for a couple of seconds, Jeri trying to register something in her mind but thought it was best to ignore Takato, thinking it best because she didn't want to say something bad about Takato or her best friend.

"So Takato, should we search for the others or wait here?" she questioned.

Takato eyes snapped open, before anything could be said he suddenly grabs Jeri and Ryo wrists dragging them forward, breaking into a run. "Come on then."

The two both glared at each other not saying anything more, a silent message both clicked in them saying it safer if they let them be driven by their friend. The digimon followed their tamers, Guilmon pants echoing out in exhaustion slowly.

The dark-green hair boy is packing his suitcase, items of clothing and various other items laid scattered on the bed and a reminder on the floor. The pale pink angel was bringing small items towards his friend, when Kenta so wishes it. "MarineAngemon have you seen my toothbrush?" The mega blinked from the question, and suddenly dove to the top of the chest of dwarves, picking the white toothbrush with her mouth like some small dog.

"Right here," she managed to squeak out even if it sounded a little muffled. Her huge green eyes blinked curiously at that suitcase, which is at its half-point margin. She dropped the required item next to the owner as he promptly put it also in the suitcase.

"Good," Kenta said with a sigh, brushing his sleeve against his forehead taking out the beads of sweat before turning to his digimon fighting the urge to give the little angel advice, "erm before we're go MarineAngemon I like to give you a few warnings about my grandparents," MarineAngemon rolled her eyes, as he continued on, "They're strictly into this no sugar diet, you see my grandmother have diabetes and have to take these horrible injections. I have this huge grudge against my grandparents especially her…..and her verge to take any fun out of everything I do. She starts yakking on about my weight or something as lame and stupid as that, and starts on saying how come I haven't had a love life. Then she'll go on saying when she was my age she was dating a whole bunch of lads and then my grandfather just laughs," he is starting to hyperventilate, babbling about the none too important items.

MarineAngemon went over her tamer, placing her hand to the boy's head trying to soothe any worry, "Kenta don't worry," she piped up, "I'm sure I'll get on with your grandparents."

But, Kenta didn't all that satisfied with that answer, as a matter of fact he started to put his hands to face, muffled mumbling is heard. "No, you will not. I don't want you to meet them," his words were tumbling out, his mind wanting to voice out what was plaguing him for the past couple of days, "They'll freak and start saying that they're got a monster protecting their one and only grandson. I think then that's when the formidable duo gives me a long rant saying how come I never told them."

"Oh brother," mumbled MarineAngemon grumpily, "If they're that so much trouble tell them."

Kenta got up and just stares blankly at the door, "Well let's go then. Just hopefully the team can do without us for a week. I wish I was staying here," he moaned looking around the room having the urge to just hide the wardrobe for the reminder of the trip.

He sighed, picked up his suitcase and left the room, MarineAngemon cuddled up in his pocket.

Calumon jumped from roof to roof, looking for the other partner in crime, the purple demon rookie. His eyes also onto the windows in the houses just in case his friend was picking on humans again. He shook his head noticing nothing unusual, Impmon must be annoying one of the tamers again. "Oh where's Impmon," he pondered. Last time it was Rika, I might as well go there now, thought Calumon, "it isn't any fun when he's avoiding me. Impmon where are you?" the in-training cooed out. "Wait is this hide and seek?" he blinked when he saw three familiar tamers running beside him, "There's Takato and Jeri and Ryo. Maybe they're known where Impmon is or where to find any fun."

"Hello!" calling out to them, but noticed that they weren't paying much attention to him, a pout instantly came on his face. The ears went back to their usual down position, "Aww they're ignoring me as well. Where are they're going? I could follow them." He jumped to one of the roofs that are closest to his friends hiding in the shadows.

"Why are we searching for our friends?" Jeri cried loudly to Takato, "Isn't it better for letting the others do what they're want." Takato didn't seem to hear her though; he is pushing his friend through a lot of people, not once uttering a sorry to anyone. His mind is pushing himself to go forward.

Ryo tries to ease the situation, a smile creeping forward, "Takato wants at least another friend for that new amusement game. It requires four people," he said simply, having heard Takato go through excited stages, non-stopped about this amusement game. It is kind of amusing to watch because he didn't pause to take a breath throughout that conversation.

Takato paused looking around, because something caught his eye, one of his friends seems to running the opposite direction to where they were going. This friend didn't seem to notice that they were there, but the orange vest and a dog-like digimon hanging onto dear life is a dead give-away, "Huh? There's Henry," shouted Takato, pointing at the person.

"It sure is," Ryo said, also seeing the fleeing tamer, "but why is he running too?"

Mikemon popped her tabby-liked head from Jeri's backpack, her sensitive ears heard the conversation at play, "Maybe he realizes that we're getting tense about starting this game and finally decided to run. In the wrong smegging direction," she exclaimed out-loud, making people and shoppers look at them before going onto their business.

"That can't be good," said the concerned Jeri.

"Has the kid lost his sense of direction?" questioned Mikemon, looking up at her tamer.

Henry stopped running, the shadow of the huge digimon seems to be gone, it has gone when it has turned a corner. All there were people going on with their daily life; none gave any recognition that there was even something abnormal going through West Shinjuku, "Where is that digimon?" said Henry, his frustration getting to him.

"Maybe that digimon is playing hide and seek," enquired Terriermon, trying to uplift the attitude with his tamer, "His grand designs are playing these games until the enemies get sick of him, or maybe that's just me." Terriermon jumped from his tamer's shoulder and made a graceful jump and landing to the ground. He ran, when someone nearly stepped on him.

"I can't believe," the blue-haired boy said with an unamused expression, not saving his digimon from a life worse then death. He would have said more, but someone interrupted him.

"Henry!" shouted Takato, whom has given up dragging Jeri and Ryo along, as they followed closely behind the determined goggle-clad leader, Jeri giving him questioning looks every now and then. They all catch up to him, trying to catch their breaths. Henry didn't realise that someone was following him while he is trying to tail this shadow creature.

"Huh?" looking shocked, "What are you doing here?" he questioned, glancing from Jeri, to Ryo, and then finally to Takato whom didn't seem all that pleased with Henry.

He stood impatient, but noticed that they were standing outside an abandon shop which used to be a florist. It now lay unopened and empty like it has been for the past couple of years. It's still strangely silent; nobody has brought it since that time, or really hasn't bothered with it. It is now like a haunted house, hints of creepiness even out in the bustling street. "Seeing why you went into this place. So we're decided to follow," said Takato glancing at the shop, the other two sighed knowing that wasn't the case.

Terriermon decided this is the perfect time to break the scene, "Aww," he gestured lovingly, "such responsible babysitters. You can't get out from their reach, the way they're act they should have put a leash on you. Eh Henry?" he questioned turning towards his tamer, who is frowning, "Isn't he cute the way he's about to think of evil thoughts of killing me off." He had to duck when Henry swiped at him, to shut him up.

"Terriermon is there a story where you act little normal?"

But, the dog-like digimon didn't want to shop up, he is having too much fun tormenting that he didn't care about being grounded by the time he comes back, "That's okay your friends think your slightly more nuts then usual coming to this place," he piped up, enjoying this.

"Well nothing like that," commented Jeri guilty, "but it is unusual coming into a condemned building without any reason at all." She looked at the sign; it was really there that she noticed the first time about sign since the shop closed down.

"Well you see Henry thought he saw a digimon," exclaimed the digimon, jumping from his tamer's shoulder to Jeri's, in case his own one wanted to lash out at him again, "or at least what he thinks it was. Isn't that right Henry?"

"I had enough of your mouth already," making an attempt shutting his digimon, but was stopped by Takato who placed his hands on Henry's shoulders, pausing his actions.

"Hold it what digimon?" questioned Takato, looking at Henry sternly neither one breaking each other's stare. The blue-haired boy sighed, giving in deciding in all best accounts that he might as well tell them. He is also feeling a little frustrated about his options though.

So after ten minutes of arguing, bickering and some rational talking, wanting to finish to what he has in his troubled mind, "Okay, that's about it," he said finally, waiting for the impact about what he said. He didn't leave much out except the fact that nobody else has seen these shadows but he rounded most of the important stuff. Terriermon is waiting impatiently on Jeri's shoulder.

"Maybe Terriermon is right Henry," said Jeri, "look it's in your best interest if you just try and forget about seeing that digimon. It's about time you forget about that," glancing at Mikemon whom is sitting beside her legs brushing her tail against it, it gave off a tickly irritation, but decided to ignore it, "and try and have a little fun."

"So Henry want to play Dead of Horrors 2 at the amusements?" Takato looking hopeful at his friend, and the 4th player of his group, "Maybe one of us can beat Ryo's score," He remember that not one of them, even Rika came close to Ryo's high score record. She swore a terrible vengeance against the older male tamer that leaves a mark in everyone's mind.

Jeri just sighed from that remark, wishing she didn't have to come.

"You know I was wondering when I'm going to get a line into this?" complained Ryo, letting Takato explain to Henry about what tactics he is going to use and how he's going to use them. They made their way to the amusements, not caring about anything else but going there.

A shadow is still looming behind them, watching them from a fair distance unbeknownst from the people walking around them. It edge it's way closer to the group, not caring about being seen as it went through the people, not giving out any effect of it being there.

Okay a little humour at the end. I don't know what I was thinking of doing that end scene. Yep, SandsO at that time I was slightly sugar-high, at near-racking point or slightly insane. Has anyone heard the term, evil cap powers? I will try and bring the next chapter out sooner. But still no yaoi or yuri scenes until a little later. I apologise, and also that the chapter is shorter then intended.

Look I don't know anything about amusement games, so I made the name up.

Thanks for reading!