I don't own Nintendo.

Writing this was weird. I wrote it in parts and then realized I had written everything I planned to.

Friday

Matt grumbled under his breath to Izzy who sat beside him, "And why are we here exactly?"

"Because the police would force us to come back if we didn't," Izzy replied while feverishly rubbing his hands together. He was becoming pretty restless without his laptop.

"Don't they get this is pointless?" Tai asked, leaning across the aisle in between his row of chairs and theirs.

"Yeah, we're not going to give them what they're looking for," Matt added.

"You know, you three are very bad at whispering," Mr. Sanders cut in after appearing out of the office doors and behind Matt and Izzy. He was answered with a sheepish grin from Izzy while Tai and Matt refused to make eye contact.

The policeman rolled his eyes before announcing to all eight of the people sitting around the room, "Mr. Mori will be finishing his individual questioning."

Joe didn't try to hide his moan of disapproval. "How long is this going to take? I have to be back on campus in a few hours for a test!"

Mr. Sanders shrugged helplessly looking just as annoyed with the situation as Joe. "It'll take as long as you make it take. Would Sora Takenouchi please come in here?"

Sora looked surprised and fearful for a moment after hearing her name called but masked it quickly. She did her best to walk confidently into the office.

As she entered, she saw Mori leaning back in his chair with a much more calm and collected air to him than by the end of yesterday's failed attempts to get information.

"Hello, Sora," He greeted with a brief nod for her to sit down. She did so but did not return the hello. It wasn't best to get too friendly.

He didn't seem to mind as he kept talking, "So have your friends told you anything? Do you know about the monster attacks?"

She nodded slightly and then paused, preparing herself to lie to the law. "Yes, sir, and I think the whole thing sounds absolutely ridiculous, like some kids' show."

Mori folded his hands slowly taking in what she'd just said. "Yes, it certainly is unbelievable but not impossible. In fact, there's not a doubt in my mind that somehow all of you are involved with these monsters. Now, I know what you're going to say so don't bother; you've all said the same thing. Deny it all you want, but I have proof that won't easily be disputed." He took out a few articles along with a few pictures, all of which included Sora.

"I know these pictures are of you, so there's no point refusing that. I want you to tell me why you're just standing there when everyone else is running and hiding."

Sora stared at the pictures a moment. It was a little intimidating he had these considering she didn't even know they were being taken. Despite that, she kept trying to portray herself as clueless and confident. "I don't remember any of these, but maybe the camera caught me at a bad time? I probably hadn't started running yet or was too shocked to run."

Mori pretended to think over what she said. He knew it was just another excuse. "Hmmm… Interesting idea but it's happened too many times for comfort." He handed Sora an article with a picture of a gotsumon in the center of Kyoto. She took it and began looking it over. "Who wrote this?"

'Uh-oh! No, don't worry, stay calm, he can't prove anything.' She gulped out, "It's by Haruhiko Takenouchi, my father."

"Yes, he wrote that several years ago. I actually contacted him, but he claimed to have no recollection of writing it which is… strange."

Lucky for Sora, Mori was looking off into the distance and didn't notice the guilty expression that wiped over her face.

"He's always working on new projects. You can't expect him to remember every one off the top of his head," she defended.

"I suppose…" Mori admitted but didn't actually sound convinced at all. "How much do you know about your father's work?"

"Not a lot, I certainly don't know about that article." 'Okay, that sounded suspicious.'

Mori leaned forward slightly. "I didn't say you did, but you seem awfully worried about convincing me of that. Why?"

"Because…because you think I know something, and I'm trying to prove I don't."

"I don't think you know something; I know you know something."

"Well I don't so have fun searching for something that isn't there," Sora replied bitterly. This guy really got on her nerves.

He raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by the reply. "Fine... If you don't know anything, you can go."

"Uh, okay," she said surprised at how easy that had been. She headed out the door.

Mori massaged his temples. It seemed today would be a lot like yesterday. He called over to Mr. Sanders, "Send in Joe Kido."

A couple minutes later, Joe was speed walking in the room looking nothing less than stressed.

"Joe, nice to-"

"Yeah, can we hurry this up?" Joe asked with both eyes planted firmly on his watch.

"Why such the hurry?" Mori inquired suspiciously.

"I happen to have a very important test in one hour, thirty-seven minutes and… 43 seconds. I need to get going if I'm going to get back to campus and have time to look over my notes, so I'll just cut to the chase: I don't know anything, you can't prove anything, and I have to go." With that, Joe turned around and walked towards the door.

"Hold it!" Mori exclaimed while standing up from his seat, so he could look down at Joe. Admittedly, the height difference wasn't as large as with the others. "You can leave as soon as you tell me what you're not saying."

To what would be the other digidestined's horror, Joe stopped. He even considered the offer for a moment. After all, this was a pretty big test, but he knew it wasn't worth giving up the digimon.

He decided on overdramatically shouting, "BUT I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!"

"Yes, you do!" the investigator insisted.

"No, I really don't."

The investigator determined this kid was beyond reasoning. He wasn't going to get anything out of him if he was going to act like this.

"…just go." Joe left the room looking a bit less stressed but still very high strung.

Mori sat back down bringing his fists down with him hard onto the table. "Next one!"

"Which one?" Mr. Sanders asked.

"It doesn't matter! They're all the same!"

Mr. Sanders brought in Mimi who looked like she was trying her hardest not to laugh. She graciously sat down but refused to make eye contact.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing," she replied quickly.

"Why are you laughing?"

Mimi tried to stifle her laughter and take a few deep breaths. "I'm sorry. I'm not good under pressure."

"There would only be pressure if you're hiding something," Mori reasoned.

"No, there's pressure because I've been sitting in a police station while you accuse us of, uh, what are you accusing us of again?"

"…being involved with these monsters."

"Right and so what if we are? You can't do anything about it." She crossed her arms defiantly now meeting Mori's eyes.

"So are you?"

"Am I what?"

"Involved with monsters!"

"Oh…" Mimi looked back to the ground and the slightest hint of a smile played on her face. "Of course not! I mean, why would we be?"

"All of these photos," Mori explained.

"Oh that doesn't prove anything!" Mimi unwillingly let a giggle escape. "Being there makes us witnesses, not suspects!"

"I suppose, but you admit to being there?"

"Huh?"

"You admit that some of these pictures are of you?'

She continued to stare down at the floor. She was fairly certain he already knew that part, so it wouldn't hurt to admit she was there. "Well yes but I just happened to be around like everyone else in that picture."

"That's all I needed to hear," Mori said. He was pleased with himself. At least he got something out of the kids: he knew they were the ones in the pictures.

He told Mimi she was free to go and then Mr. Sanders sent in the last child.

TK calmly came into the room and quietly took a seat waiting for Mori to begin. The best way to get through the interrogation was to stay calm and admit nothing.

"Let's get down to the facts," Mori suggested.

"Alright," TK obliged.

Mori took from his papers the picture from when they were lifted into the air by a rainbow. "This picture."

"Yes."

"You didn't live in Odaiba."

"Yes."

"But you were there."

"…Yes."

"Why?"

"My dad lived there."

"Is that an excuse?"

"Y-No."

"Really because I happen to know you weren't there until that day when you bought a ferry ticket and came over to Odaiba, the same day all of the monster attacks were happening. Why would you be going to the monsters when everyone else was running away?"

TK blinked. It was just a tad creepy he knew that. "Uh, I, uh…"

Mori smirked. "Go on."

"You see…" TK wracked his brain for an answer before deciding that the only thing he could do was tell the truth. "I was worried about my dad and my brother, so I went over there to help."

"And what made you think an eight-year-old could stop giant monsters?"

TK shrugged, now smiling a bit. "I don't know. It made sense back then."

"So you admit you know about the monsters?"

"…I admit to being one of the hundreds of people who were there, but I don't know any more than them."

"What about this picture?" He held up the one of him and Kari clutching their digivices. "What are you holding?"

TK pretended to study the picture for a moment before answering, "Some kind of handheld videogame."

"They're not related to the monsters?"

"I don't think so unless Nintendo has a hidden agenda," TK joked lightheartedly before catching a glance of the unamused, serious face of the investigator.

"Come with me," He ordered. The two along with Mr. Sanders left the room and went out into the waiting room where everyone sat.

TK took back his seat next to Kari, and everyone turned to face Mori expectantly.

His voice was loud and angered as he looked around the room. Most of these kids had him almost flip his lid, and his frustration was fresh in his mind. "Now that I have all of you together let me just say that I know exactly what you're all up to."

"Yeah, right," Matt whispered earning him a warning glare from Izzy.

"You think I'm dumb, that you can outsmart me! I've been at this business for years and there is nothing I can't handle including a bunch of kids who think they know everything!"

"That's quite enough!" came a voice from the doorway to the main lobby. They all turned to see none other than Mrs. Izumi standing there with a stern look on her face.

"And who are you?" asked Mori agitatedly.

She walked into the room looking the man who was more than a foot taller than her in the eye. "I am his"- she indicated Izzy with a slight nod of her head- "mother and happen to know the rest of these kids' parents, and they won't be happy to know you called all of them here without their consent."

Mori leaned down towards the woman, but she didn't flinch. "Mrs. Izumi, is it? The majority of these kids, including your son, are of age and don't need parental consent to be called in for an investigation."

She pointed a finger in the direction of TK and Kari. "Those two are only sixteen, and I've talked to their parents along with everyone else's. They're not very pleased with you harassing their children."

"What!" TK exclaimed verbally communicating what everyone was thinking. Their parents weren't the most understanding when it came to not telling them things and keeping secrets. Since their parents couldn't know about the Digital World, both happened a lot.

"Now they will be leaving here with me."

No one moved.

"Now!" she commanded. The digidestined all stood up. Mrs. Izumi was definitely scarier than the law.

"Fine, leave, but they'll be back!" Mori yelled after the group desperately. He watched the last of them exit the waiting room.

"YEUAAUGHH!" the investigator exclaimed finding it the best way to communicate his frustration.

Mr. Sanders only rolled his eyes. "Such a moody guy…"

Mori took a deep breath forming a cynical smile on his face. "This is fine. I just wanted to give them some food for thought. This won't be the last time we meet."

"…I know…Okay, Dad…Okay…Yes!…Fine but-…Bye, Dad."

"Having fun?" Tai asked upon entering their shared dorm and hearing the end of the phone call.

"Boat loads." Matt used his foot to spin the computer chair he was sitting in to face the brunette while tossing his cell phone onto his bed. "How about you?"

"I'm on hold," Tai explained indicating his cell phone that was being loosely handled in his hand. "Mom stopped yelling at Kari to yell at me and now she's yelling at Kari again. She told me not to hang up because she'll be back to yelling at me in a minute."

The blonde nodded sneaking another glance at his phone. "I don't know why they think they can boss us around. We're adults; we don't depend on them."

Tai shrugged, bringing the phone to his ear for a second to check if he was still on hold before placing it on the edge of the desk. "They did it for eighteen years, and they'll keep at it as long as they can."

"Whatever," Matt grumbled still not thinking pestering parents were justified.

There was a pause before Tai decided that now was a better time than ever to bring up, "Let's have all the guys spend the night here tomorrow."

"What? Why?" Matt asked surprised.

"We never hang out anymore, and with today and that pill, it seems like we should." It's true. As kids, the digidestined hung out all the time whether the Digital World demanded it or not, but in recent years, they'd been caught up with their own activities so much that the team had drifted some.

Matt meditated on it a second. "There's barely enough room in here for us."

Tai surveyed the dorm. The majority of space was taken by the beds and the desk with the little carpet that was visible and not covered in miscellaneous junk being pathways to each.

"We'll manage. Come on, Matt. They don't care!"

Matt asked oddly suspiciously, "And to hang out is the only reason?" He had noticed his friend's behavior. He'd been acting strange around the whole team.

"Pretty much."Tai shrugged acting as though it had been a split second decision. The truth of the matter was he still had no idea who didn't take the pill and figured the more time he spent with everyone, the better chance for him to hear someone slip up and admit they didn't take it.

Matt's phone began to ring on the bed, and he groaned. "And there's the other parent."

Tai chuckled. "Have fun getting another talking to."

"Please, how much you want to bet you're not on hold anymore."

Tai's eyes widened then he grabbed his phone. Surely enough, no one was on the line, and he had a new voice mail. That's what he gets for leaving his phone on silent.

Questionings over, the parents are mad, Tai's going to try and figure out who took the pill... pretty much sums everything up.

Much thanks for reading! I'm still curious if anyone has changed their minds on who took the pill.