I up loaded it again 'cause of some errors. thank you to everyone who reviewed. 'specially maskmon who, despite not being signed in wrote the three longest and most threatening chapters i have ever received. also thanks to the corrections people made about eye color, names and spellings I'll work on it all, this is my first serious long story so expect some errors. I'm sorry for the huge wait but chapter 3 is coming.

Chapter 2

Takato leaned against the wall out side the class room drawing some stares. He just kept his head down not meeting anyone's curious looks or whispers, they'd find out who he was soon enough. In-fact there's the teacher now. She was an old woman in her mid forty's and looked to be in a bad mood.

"Class to your seats. We have a new student to introduce today." She waved Takato inside.

"This is Takato Matsuki he'll be here for about three months before he returns to Shinjuku. Please welcome him." Her voice was dry and utterly uninterested making Takato a bit uncomfortable.

The class broke out in whispers and giggles about the new kid, most of them seamed to be discussing his style of clothing. He was waring a black vest with a hood over a red t-shirt and dark blue jeans, his usual yellow sweat bands around his wrists and a new marron belt with cards strapped around his waist. He didn't think it was punk worthy as some of the whispers had already labelled him.

So he ignored the whispers and made his way to an empty seat near the back next to a window and proceed to stare out of it, happily ignoring the teachers monotone lecture on trigonometric formula.

Takato fought a losing battle with his locker; it refused to open no matter what he did to it, no amount of threatening and cursing seamed to budge to inanimate object. Hordes of kids walked past a few stopping long enough to snicker at the new kid while the others just ignored the fact he needed help. It was almost comforting how similar the school was to his old one. He shoved down the urge to punch a hole in the blasted thing and thumped his head against the locker instead.

"Erm what are you doing Takato?" He opened one eye to glance at Kari taking in the group of kids hovering behind her before closing it and retuning to his previous activity.

"Trying to give myself a concussion. Its harder than you think." He could practically feel the weirded out look she and the group gave him.

"Well I just wanted to introduce you to my friends." He sighed and tuned to face her properly and smile at the group.

"Hey I'm Takato don't let the activity you just witnessed fool you I'm totally sane." A few of them cracked a smile at his joking while the rest just gave him a weird look.

Kari giggled and pointed to a boy in a hat.

"This is TK," next a boy in googles like the ones he used to have, he was rather glad his had been lost in the Parisitemon attack now if they had looked that stupid on him. "Davis," a girl with purple hair. "Yoli," a boy with purple-black hair. "Ken," and lastly a short boy with light brown hair. "And Cody. These are my friends." Takato waved cheerfully and the bell for next period rang making him groan.

The group gave him cheerful goodbyes and trickled off to there own classes. Takato banged his head back on the locker again and jumped when he heard a click, the door swung open and he sighed in part exasperation and part relief. Grabbing his stuff he ran off to his next class mentally screaming at whoever came up with the school system and his mother for sentencing him to six hours of torture there.

Patamon and Gatomon lounged in the tree outside the computer lab bored out of there skulls. They'd opted to hang out in the real world today but forgotten that there was even less to do here than in the digital world. Patamon groaned and rolled over on the tree limb.

"I'd welcome a Digimon attack right now." Gatomon just grunted a vague agreement not paying any attention as she was busy sunning herself in the weak autumn light. A loud crash from bellow almost startled her into falling out of the tree she saved herself by grabbing on with her claws ending up clinging to the limb like a bat.

Below them a stack of chairs had collapsed in a bundle of metal and plastic and a tiny red blob with Patamon ears stood at the base chattering to itself. It froze suddenly and for a moment was as still as a statue before zipping off around the back of the building as a group of students in PE uniforms turned the corner.

Gatomaon glared at Patamon from her perch clinging to the underside of the tree limb.

"You had to ask didn't you?" Patamon grinned weakly cowering before her glare before leaping threw the lab window to tell Izzy about the strange little digimon as the last bell ringing over head.

"So it was around here right?" Patamon and Gatomon nodded while continuing around the back of the school.

"Yep, it knocked over the chairs and then ran around here when it heard the kids coming. It was fast too."

Tai just sighed and stuffed his hands into his pockets. He didn't see why he had to skip out on going to the arcade for this. So what if no one had ever heard of this Digimon before, it was tiny no more than a rookie at best right? though it was weird that even Geni hadn't heard of a digimon matching the blobs description, he guessed it could mean there was a new enemy out there, ergh why was he thinking about it? He was only talking himself into it!

The group rounded the corner a stopped short. The little hyper blob as Patamon had described it was quite happily snoozing on the court yard wall. Izzy wiped out his scanner to see if there was even a vague match only to start spluttering when it flashed no data at him over and over again. Tai raised an eyebrow to his friends spluttering slapping a hand over his mouth when he opened it to start voicing his distress at the failure of his beloved technology.

"Quiet! You don't want to wake it up!" Izzy glared at him but settled down marginally still steaming to himself.

Kari gasped pointing off to the other side of the quadrangle where Takato had appeared. As the Destined watched helpless unless of corse they chose to expose them selves the Digimon on the wall woke up and stretched like a cat before turning in Takato's direction. The blob started giggling and bouncing madly when he spotted the boy walking by.

Ten meters away Tai was panicking. What did he do attack and expose his friends and partners or let his cousin be attacked? As he was about to call out his orders the Digimon pounced and, to his and the rest of the groups shock Takato simply grinned and caught it in mud leap and proceeded to tickle it making the blob squeal in happiness before it jumped down out of the boys arms and began running in circles around the red eyed boy chattering incomprehensibly as it went Takato just laughed and watched the ball of hyperness.

"Come on Gigimon, time to go home." The ball, now known as Gigimon skidded to a halt at the boys feat letting him pick it up. For a moment it snuggled into the boys arms before scampering up his shoulder and diving into his hood where he was surprisingly invisible. Takato then turned on his heal and walked back the way he came.

Davis cleared his throat nervously

"So this Digimon thing runs in the family?"