In Case of Crisis Reset Reality: Home Life
He paced outside the back door for what felt like hours. In reality it was most likely just five minutes but in situations like this to the mind every second could be ten minutes in how it perceived things. It wasn't that Takato didn't want to tell his parents he was going to the Digital World again. No he was sure they would understand why he had to leave and that he would be back safe in no time. It was something they prepared for ever since the Digimon first went back. One of those realities that they acknowledged if kept in the back of their minds so they didn't make themselves paranoid wrecks by overthinking it.
Perhaps it was just something that came with him being a teenager now. This illogical ideology that you don't talk to your parents about personal things or that you lock them out. Well Takato always thought he had a good relationship with his parents so it couldn't be that. Eventually when he saw the lights turn own in the bakery kitchen from outside he decided it was most likely just one of those strange though processes people had from time to time and opened the door walking into the kitchen.
What he saw was a normal sight for the Matsuda household. His parents both hard at work preparing another batch of bread and baked goods to sell the next day. A production that as the past few years had gone by required more time than before. What with some people putting two and two together and realizing were Takato lived they'd come from far and wide to eat at the bakery that "produced" a tamer. Though after the first couple of years with no Guilmdon the business died down a bit but still maintained an increased customer base in comparison to before the Digimon incidents.
Now that I think of it with Guilmon coming back I should probably warn mom and dad they'll need to start increasing bread production again.
So Takato step forward prepared to ease in the news he was leaving again but noticed something. Mostly that his mom's eyes seemed most and puffy as if she had been crying.
"Mom? Dad?" Both looked up hearing Takato and gave faint smiles.
"So you are going back?" Takato was taken aback by this but eventually realized that it is likely Yamaki contacted all the parents the minute he left. No need for a repeat of what had happened the first time they went to the Digital World. He nodded at the question and looked at the counter in which they were preparing some dough realizing it was food for the trip like last time. With that Takato slipped off his hoodie and went to grab an apron. Putting it on he went next to his father grabbed some dough and began to work it. For that time the family worked not needing to express in words what they needed to say.
No one could tell Rika she ever pouted. If they did the end result would most likely leave them wishing they'd never uttered a single word in their life. Still if one looked at the current situation she was in pout would be the only way to describe it. Not brought about by some argument or disapproval from her family about going to the Digital World. No in fact both her mother and grandmother supported the decision and seemed more than happy to have Renamon back as part of the family. Instead the pouting was brought on by a… stipulation her mother had placed for her leaving.
"Lift your arms and hold them out sideways more I need to get a good measurement." That was of course the current hell, never a more subjective use for the term, she was going through. Apparently her mother had got the idea of having one of her designer friends making Rika some sort of "custom outfit" to wear. Not something she could actually have done in a day of course but the young woman had at least promised to wear it when she returned home. So the young teen stood still and let all types measurements be taken from everything to foot size and individual finger length. For her she honestly believed her mom deserved this for having to see her daughter leave again.
Henry sat across from his father in the living room. Both weren't so much speaking and instead they looked at one another both unsure what else to say. The announcement had been made that both he, and Suzie despite protests from both Henry and the rest of the Wong family, would be leaving for the Digital World in the morning. That had been three hours ago. Suzie had went off to her room to get ready while their mother, Mayumi, had gone off to call the eldest Wong children, both now living on their own, and let them know what was happening. This left Henry and Janyu in the situation they were in now.
The Digital World was the great specter that hanged over the father and son for years now. Really they had tried to patch things up more than once but unfortunately life had yet to let things come out in a made for television format of character growth followed by the credits. Henry of course was a smart young man. He knew on a logical level that what had happened was necessary. That at the time maybe it was required for his father to lie about what would happen to the Digimon; worried that the children perhaps would hold onto the fantasy of a happy ending and worthlessly throw their lives away try to just punch the D-Reaper to death instead. Despite all that Henry's emotions led him to become distant from his father. Well distant would be the nice way of defining their current relationship. For the first year it could be closer said that Henry had outright disowned the man.
Still on the intellectual level Henry believed he may have forgiven his father and now perhaps if he could bring Terriermon home he could do so emotionally as well and let things heal.
At the same time Janyu's thoughts leaned in a similar direction. He remembered how back then ,the day the Digimon left, he said things would get better with time. Of course despite the children now being able to go back and retrieve their partners things might but of course this scenario isn't what he meant at the time. Back then it had been a mostly hollow statement from a man trying to get his own son to understand his actions. He had already used the safety of his family to justify the consequences to himself. In fact a wish to protect those you love can be said to make men choose options they would otherwise not even fathom. They were his children damn it, his! In his mind he saw the sacrifice has the most necessary thing in the world and truly justified if to protect them. Yet that was easily shattered by simply a few words and a shake of the head from his youngest son.
Still from that day he had tried to be there for his youngest son. Repair the bond that had been broken that day. Not an easy task when he already had to deal with the consoling of his youngest child, tension with his wife over how their children had ended up battling monsters in war torn streets, and then his two eldest now having grown into adulthood and leaving him.
Some say that in conflict a man can find himself or find himself lacking. Janyu truly didn't know which he applied to yet.
Quickly giving a slight squeeze to his knees Janyu stood up and headed toward the door leading out of the apartment. Henry looked up wonder just what his father was thinking. The older man answered this unspoken question with the shadow of a smile as he turned the door knob.
"If I can't stop you from going I can at least go out and make sure you are prepared." With that he opened the door and left leaving a slightly confused Henry. The younger man sat there for a moment before smiling and letting out a sigh.
Thanks dad.
Yamaki was never a man to keep perfectly still when he was thinking about something. He'd always have some form of twitch or movement keeping his body busy while his mind raced. This time it wasn't much different with him flicking his lighter as always, though he did add to it now also pacing back and forth in front of the various monitors in the Hypnos nerve center. Honestly most of his thoughts right now were scattered. Currently he was waiting on being allowed entrance to the "Dragon' Den" as some Hypnos staff called it. In reality it was the name for the workshop of Goro "Shibumi" Mizuno not that what could be considered the most eccentric member of the Monster Makers minded the nickname.
The thing was that even before Impmon's reappearance earlier that day Shibumi had been working on things for when, not if, they'd make contact with the Digital World again. Unfortunately for Yamaki with Shibumi being the "in house" Monster Maker for Hypnos, many of the others having their own lives to attend to but being counted on for "consulting maters, it meant dealing with the man's strange nature. The theory's why for how he acted were numerous among the staff. From simply growing up possibly with few friends, some mental condition, or even experimentation with narcotics but what was chosen as the most popular theory was that having his "mind" projected into the Digital World simply fired his brain. Which honestly when you learn a man in a coma somehow made himself a "spirit" in another dimension what else are you going to think but that it knocked a few screws loose.
Either way he was still the best they had for dealing with the digital world scientifically and with that Yamaki had to put up with him. Still his patience was running thin on when Shibumi would actually show him the final results for what he was making. Besides Janyu showing up to aid his friend earlier in the night Yamaki had seen no sign of things finally being ready. In fact taking out his cell phone and checking the time he could see it was already 2:00 am. Most of the staff had been allowed home to get some sleep while others, meaning Tally, stayed behind only to get into a cycle of downing coffee every ten minutes, staying awake for twenty, and then passing out for fifteen more.
Eventually at around 2:34 am the door opened and Shibumi poked his head out catching Yamaki's attention. The blond man quickly hurried over.
"Well is everything ready?" Shibumi just gave a slight yawn and nodded letting Yamaki enter the room. The room itself could be considered a masters course in clutter. The entire wall to Yamaki's right as he entered was dominated by a number of computers and various attachments or accessories all with so maany crisscrossing cords to give fire inspectors brief heart attacks. Straight ahead of him was book cases, boxes, and various other storage containers filled with various books, reports, and one stuffed case full of trading cards. Then to the left the wall itself was covered with various posters for movies and shows Yamaki never heard of hanging above a coffee pot resting on a table splotched in stains from various bad pours or spills. The pot itself was just brewing another batch but made squeals like it was about to explode and drag the entire city with it due to over use. A garbage can filled with what looked like just filters and Janyu sitting in a chair while downing a mug and looking like he had drunk fifty more beforehand gave credit to this theory. Still none of was what Yamaki paid attention to has he walked in. Instead that was a long table centered in the middle with various lumps being covered up by a large tarp. Shibumi walked over to it and gripped on edge. Then with the flair of a circus ringmaster he said.
"May I present to you the latest innovations in Digital Dimension Reconnaissance!" With that he quickly pulled the tarp off revealing a variety of gadgets and devices all newly constructed and almost shining in the glare of computer monitors. Yamaki just looked them over and gave a faint smile.
Digital World here they come.
Hey their sorry for the long wait between chapters had to do the fun process of getting into University and then moving out so I lost track of my writing. Hopefully this chapter is long enough and a good enough read to make up for that. With this I hope to at least get chapters out faster from now on but that will depend entirely on what kind of work load University gives me. So hope you enjoyed and if you have questions just drop them in a review I'll happily answer them at the beginning of the next chapter.