Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Digimon seasons or any of its characters. The plotline is based off a Manga titled "Penguin Brothers", which has not been licensed in America. I don't own that either.

Shades of Gray: Chapter 3
Sora blinked. She was confused.

Oh, so very, very, confused.

"H-Hikari!" Taichi stuttered. "What are you doing here?"

The brunette girl frowned at the boy, slamming the door behind her. Her chocolate orbs glared right at the boy. "You're scaring the poor girl, for goodness sakes! Brother, what on earth are you doing?"

The Gray looked back and forth at the two siblings. "Okay, if you're going to argue, please leave me out of this!"

Hikari strolled to Sora, unclamping the handcuffs behind her back. "Sorry, Sora."

Eh? These are cheap handcuffs… Sora sweatdropped. "Ahh… it's fine…"

"What do you think you're doing?" the boy snapped. "Stay out of my business."

"… Do I know you?" Sora tilted her head.

The Leader's sister smiled, "No, I don't think so. You can leave now. I need a talk with my brother."

What was that about? Sora wondered, folding her arms. Taichi knows who I am but his sister doesn't? She must be lying… But why can't I seem to remember them?

"Ack!" a girl shrieked, a book jumping out of her hands. "Sorry!"

Sora had almost bumped into the girl, but thankfully the scream stopped. "Oh, it's okay… Hey, you're that girl Taichi almost attacked with a pole, right?"

The White glanced in all directions while picking up her book. She stepped and leaned back against a wall, hoping no one would get a glimpse at her. "Yeah, that's right. Thanks for saving me back there," she smiled. "I can't believe you did that!"

"Well, it didn't seem like anyone else was going to step in. This school is so weird," Sora pushed her hair back behind her ear. "My name's Takenouchi Sora, though I bet you already know."

"Yeah," the girl chuckled nervously. "I know. My name's Inoue Miyako, freshman."

The redhead nodded. "I don't suppose you know if there's going to be any assaults on me…"

"Actually," Miyako whispered. "Jun might be planning something, since she found Yamato's property in your custody. Those girls are vicious."

"Great," Sora rolled her eyes. "Well, thanks for warning me. We should get going, or else you'll get hurt too."

"Bye…" Miyako walked away.

Sora glanced behind her before proceeding to her next destination. She nearly stopped in her tracks when she saw a figure peeking from one corner. That person quickly ran.

"Hey – wait a minute!" she began to run after. She stopped in front of the cafeteria, where they had certainly blended into the crowd. "Damn it."

"Look, it's the Gray!" someone shouted. "ATTACK!"

Sora widened her eyes and stepped back slowly. "Ehehehe… Umm…"

In a matter of seconds, about fifteen Whites came running after her, food in hand, ready to assault. She turned and began running very quickly.

"Faster!"

"Launch the potatoes!"

Splat!

Sora winced at the feeling of mashed potato on her socks and the back of her shirt. Another one hit her arm.

Gross! she thought, turning a corner.

"Chocolate milk!"

Faster footsteps came up behind her, grabbing her flowing auburn hair and spilling over it with the sticky drink. She turned on her heel and assaulted the White with a kick to the stomach. He fell back, slowing down the group he had fallen into.

She spun again, her fingers pushing against the floor to keep her balance. It was luck she was such an athletic person. She turned to the right, where she was suddenly grabbed and thrown into a room. "Ah!"

"Shh."

A hand covered her mouth, yet she couldn't see the one who had saved her. She breathed in and out deeply; her heartbeat slowly returning to normal as the footsteps began to fade away.

"Damn! She disappeared!"

"Quick, split up! Don't worrying about wasting the ammunition!"

This is war she thought numbly.

"Sora… are you okay?"

"Yeah…" she looked up and found a pair of azure eyes staring down at her. "Ah, Yamato! Why are you here?"

"To save you…" he replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

They were cramped into a janitor's room, and it smelled really, really bad.

Sora stood up from the ground she was forced onto, afraid to touch the school food plastered onto her. Her hair was almost stiff from the sugary substance. "Oh, man…"

"Sora," Yamato said, almost emotionless. "Did… Hikari come?"

"Huh? Oh… Taichi's sister? Yeah, she did…"

"Did you know who she was?"

"No, I didn't. I wasn't supposed to, was I?" she arched a brow. "She said I wasn't supposed to."

"Damn it!" he cursed, clenching his fists. "Sora…"

"Listen," she crossed her arms. "I think you've mistaken me for the wrong person. I've never met any of you guys, okay? Even Hikari said she didn't recognize me."

"She's lying."

"Maybe," Sora said ambiguously. "But it's not like you can prove that I've met you before." She reached for the door. "I'm going to go get cleaned up. Thanks for saving me."

"Chocolate milk, how I loathe you," the Gray muttered as she attempted to wash her sticky auburn hair. Luckily, she had brought spare clothes to change into after the first soccer incident.

She stared at herself in the mirror. Her wet auburn hair left damp prints on her red shirt.

"You almost look like her, and you almost play soccer as well as her. Hell, you almost smell like her…"

Who do I remind him of? she wondered. It wasn't like Taichi at all to say things like that, but then again, I don't know him very well…

"Damn it, Hikari! I told you already not to get into my business!"

"Taichi, she clearly doesn't remember us. Why would you treat her like that?"

Sora opened the girl's restroom door slightly to hear the voices better.

"Because it isn't the Sora we know!"

"It is Sora," the sister answered firmly. "I know it. She probably lost her memory somehow…"

"There's no way…" Taichi punched the wall. "It's not her!"

"Ah!" Sora shrieked as the spontaneous eruption startled her. Hikari slowly opened the door, and Taichi stared at her with his fist still in contact with the wall.

The Gray smiled nervously. "Oh, uh, hello…"

"Ah-chu!" someone sneezed from a corner.

Eh? Sora faced the noise, noticing that familiar figure that had been stalking her since her first day. That person again!

"Hey! Where are you going?" Taichi shouted to Sora. He grabbed her shirtsleeve. "How much did you hear?"

"I heard enough," Sora mumbled quickly. "Let me go!" She swiftly gutted him in the stomach, and took off quickly after the spy.

Taichi knelt on the ground, hugging his stomach. "She'll… pay… for that…"

"I can't say I wouldn't have done that…" Hikari sweatdropped.

"I lost him again!" Sora pouted. "He's sure pretty darn fast… Eh? Where am I?"

The girl was in a huge courtyard; behind her was Odaiba High School. In front was a new building she had yet to discover. It seemed a bit larger than the high school.

"Aw, c'mon Izumi, I was only kidding!"

"You always say that, Junpei!" a girl replied.

"But I really was kidding!"

Sora took a glance behind a tree, finding that the two students were clearly younger than she was. There was one aspect that caught her attention.

"They're not wearing uniforms…" she whispered to herself. "Why didn't Koushiro tell me?"

"Because they're not from Odaiba High School," a voice said behind her.

"Ahhh," Sora blushed and turned around. "I didn't know you were spying on me, Koushiro-kun."

"What're you doing here?"

"Like I know… I was chasing someone and I ended up here."

The male redhead blinked. "What did they look like?"

"He had..."

"Who're you?" someone interrupted.

Sora and Koushiro both replied, "Huh?"

A young boy with purple hair hidden beneath his jungle green hat stared at them. His brown orbs observed them carefully. "You guys don't look like eighth graders…"

"We aren't," Koushiro replied. "We're juniors over at Odaiba High. You are?"

"The name's Kanbara Takuya of Odaiba Middle School," he said proudly.

"Takuya!" the girl named Izumi called. "Who're you talking to?"

Izumi and Junpei walked up behind Takuya.

"They aren't wearing uniforms!" Izumi smiled. "You two must be Grays!"

"We are," Koushiro blinked. "How do you know about that?"

Junpei crossed his arms. "It's because of your school that ours is becoming segregated!"

"Hey now, it's not like we started it!" Sora defended. "Anyway, if your school consists of Whites and Blacks, you all must be Grays as well."

"There aren't many of us," Koushiro explained. "Only us two plus a senior."

"Only a small population are Grays as well," Izumi sighed. "From our grade level, only five are Grays. There are none in seventh grade and only five from sixth grade."

They still outnumber us… Sora sweatdropped. They're gonna move onto high school segregated too…

"But not to worry!" Takuya announced bravely, "We're going to save all of them!"

"Aren't you getting hasty again?" an annoyed voice called.

"Oh no," Junpei rolled his eyes. "It's Minamoto Kouji."

"Those two always fight…"

Takuya glared at the indigo-haired boy. "At least I'm trying to make everyone back to normal!"

"Mm'hm…"

The boy growled. "How annoying…"

"Koushiro!" Sora quickly turned to him. "I've got an idea!"

"Huh?"

"Let's convert the people from out school to Grays as well! With more influence, I'm sure Odaiba Middle School will become less segregated…"

Someone laughed. "Ha! I'd like to see you try!" A girl leapt from the tall cheery blossom tree and landed gracefully onto the ground. She stood up, one arm resting on her waist. "Your confidence is appalling!"

"Who're you?"

"Makino Ruki, leader of the Tamers, but you can call me Kyuubi. I lead the Grays of the sixth grade."

"She has some attitude…" Izumi muttered under her breath.

"I know," Ruki commented, smiling. "Now, let's get down to business."

To Be Continued...