Hello everyone, it's me again with a slightly late update. Ironically it was the reason this is late that inspired some of the back half of this chapter (only with salsa, don't ask.)

But first some responses.

True2Momentai: nothing wrong with being tardy with updates. Believe me, I'm no strange to the concept, I've go like...7 I need to update. Take your time, no need to rush.

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Guest: Wow, I didn't think it was that good. Thanks a bunch.

I guess you guys can have a free cucco if you want, tough I still need to figure out a decent equivlent here. Hmm.

Anyway. On with the story.

"Kazu's really in for it now," Kenta said, shaking his head, "then again though, he probably had this coming for what he did."

"Not to mention," Terriermon, who had recently woken up, added, "Rika's just been waiting for a reason to knock some sense into him."

"I have a feeling Kazu's antics will stop," Ryo said, pausing before he continued. "If he's smart."

"I doubt it," Henry said.

Their conversation was interrupted as a body flew into the room from down the hall, trailing water as it went.

"Ouch," Kazu muttered.

He now had a small collection of bruises on his face, a blackened left eye, and a large bump on his forehead (Rika had aimed to high when aiming for his right eye).

He was followed by the Digimon Queen, as she stormed toward him, flexing her hands in and out of fists.

"I'm not done with you yet," she said.

She stopped short however when some brave or perhaps insanely stupid) soul grabbed her arm.

"That's good Rika, I think he got the point," Takato said, hoping she wouldn't turn her rage on him.

Rika glared at Takato, to which Takato kept a level expression, not backing down.

After a few moments, Rika huffed and decided to shoot a glare at Kazu instead of enacting the different types of death she could think of.

Kazu, naturally, panicked and decided to hide behind the still sleeping form of Guilmon.

"Alright," Takato said, "now that things have settled down a bit, why don't I head to my house and I'll bring back breakfast?"

"Yeah," Henry said, "and I should probably get home and let my parents know I'm okay. I don't think they were expecting me to be here overnight."

"I called my folks to let them know before I fell asleep that I wouldn't have a ride until in the morning," Kenta said.

"I should probably check in at home to," Ryo said, stretching, "then after we've all got things settled at home we can come back here and help clean this place up a bit."

Rika looked around at Ryo's comment, taking in the current condition of her living room.

It looked like a stampede of Mammothmon had run through it.

Bowls and plates of food lay overturned on the table and floor, pictures were crooked, digimon cards lay scattered everywhere, and the furniture was even moved out of place.

At least Mom and Grandma won't be back for two more days, Rika thought.

Then it hit her.

Crap, how's Mom gonna react when she finds out me and Takato... she didn't finish the thought.

Takehiro Matsuki was sitting at the front counter of the Matsuki family bakery when his son walked in through the side door.

"Morning Takato," he greeted.

"Morning Dad," Takato replied.

"How was the party?"

"It was...different," Takato answered.

"Where's Guilmon?"

"Still at Rika's, sleeping."

"Ah, let me guess, breakfast duty huh?"

Takato wasn't about to tell the older man he had volunteered to get the food.

"Yeah."

In reality he had decided to get the food to avoid the others for awhile.

Henry, Jeri, and Ryo wouldn't pester him about his situation, but Kenta would likely tell Kazu about how he had ended up in Rika's bed with her, and then Kazu wuld ask enough questions to cover all of the others.

Then there was Rika herself.

Takato didn't know how that inevitable encounter would go. He didn't know if she was mad at him for how they had woken up, or if her revenge on Kazu had only ceased because she had decided to redirect her anger at him.

Henry, Jeri, and Ryo would give him space.

Kenta and Kazu could be avoided, and then if not that then distracted.

Rika was not one to forgive and forget. If she was angry at him, he was as good as dead.

Takato quickly grabbed the bread he knew everyone wanted, and handed his dad the money to pay for the food.

"Tell Mom I'll be back later," he called as he began walking out the door.

"Will do," his father said raising a hand in goodbye.

After the others had left, Rika had went about getting as much back into place as she could by herself.

Pictures were straitened, food was cleaned, and cards were gathered up.

She went about checking the house to assess damages.

Backyard: T. trees.

Laundry room: clean.

Pantry: where did all the cornflakes come from?

Hallway: fine.

Her Grandmother's room: Just how it was when Grandma left.

Kitchen: How do you get T-bone steaks stuck to the ceiling? Better yet, how do you get them unstuck?

Bathroom: looks about normal.

That left only her mother's room, and her own.

She decided to check her room first.

As she opened the door, she noticed that it seemed to be in decent shape, save one thing.

Leave it to Takato to leave his D-power her, she thought as she picked up the gold and white digivice from the nightstand, All the more reason to talk to him later.

She quickly grabbed the blanket and sheets off the bed, and threw them in the wash.

Then headed to her mother's room.

She walked in to the sounds of someone sobbing, and looked towards the corner of the room.

"Jeri?" she asked, surprised.

Nananana Nananana Cliffhanger!

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