For the prompt - push.

2. For the Sake of a Memory

The two of them found Nene and Kiriha with swords in their hands, sparring across the courtyard with a dead-set intensity that was only limited by the nicks on their arms and knees. Tagiru watched them, wide-eyed. "Didn't know Nene-san could do that," he said, voice almost aghast.

Yuu chuckled a little. "Our dad wanted us to get some exercise that wasn't just running around the neighborhood. This was one of them. The one we liked best." Becuase they were a pair of violent little kids.

Tagiru regarded him from the side, and then he grinned. "Is that why you suck at kendo?"

"Kendo and Western swordsmanship have different methods," Yuu pointed out, cheeks reddening despite the smile on his face. "Not to mention the multiple schools of swordsmanship and all..."

"Too many for me to keep track of," Tagiru muttered to cut him off, watching them move. "She doesn't seem to have it down as much." Though it seemed natural in her hand.

"Well, no." Yuu smiled a bit, adjusting the book in his arms. "Nee-san prefers things that don't drag out like this. She deals in subterfuge and the like." He sighed. He was going to have to interrupt them, much as it looked like they had a rhythm going now. "Kiriha-san, Nee-san!"

They stopped mid-strike, which Tagiru had to admire. It was so damn fluid, and they put the death weapons away without accidentally hurting the other. He guessed Kiriha had figured out how to hold a sword from his dad or something, or maybe his mom. He didn't know the other guy very well, not enough to ask weird crap like that and he probably wouldn't ask that anyway.

Nene moved over to them first, letting Kiriha go over to the other side of the courtyard, where his Greymon was curled up in the sun. "What is it?" Her face kept a strangely stoic frown. He was too used to her smiling, Tagiru figured. But the warmth in the way she looked at her brother was unmistakable, raw even. "Find something interesting?"

"A bit." Yuu offered the book he had taken from the library. Tagiru itched to look at it, mostly due to the obsessive way the other had been holding it the whole way there. He wasn't sure he'd be able to read it, or even get very far in, but honestly, he had to do something about all of this crap.

Even now, when he shut his eyes, he could still hear Yuu screaming in pain, still see all of that blood dripping into the grass from his senior's spear wound.

Tagiru mentally imagined punching a wall until he felt his lungs open up. Then he watched them, as Kiriha went over. Yuu flipped pages, murmuring to them in a low voices. Everything in him screamed to go involve himself somehow, but that would break their concentration. He needed to find something else.

"Hey Tagiru." Gumdramon alighted onto his shoulders, which would have been heavier if he wasn't great and muscular. "Wanna spar?"

Tagiru stared at him. "All I can easily hit is your tail."

"And I can hit every part of you," Gumdramon deadpanned. "Learn how to dodge!"

Tagiru pretended to glare, and thus, the fight was on.

Yuu watched human and digimon out of the corner of his eye with a minute smile. Then he turned back to the other two. They weren't quite interested in the book itself, not yet. What fascinated -and disturbed- them more was the manipulation of history. Good thing he wasn't the only one.

"But that wouldn't affect us," Kiriha was saying, shaking his head. "We're human."

"But we've also been in the Digital World for extended periods of time." Nene sounded both thoughtful and frustrated. "We wouldn't know. And we could just as well not be as human as we used to be."

"Taiki, Akari, and Zenjirou would know better, I guess, provided we gave them a different account. If we can compare events, we can narrow down who we need to look for," Kiriha mused, grimacing and stretching his tense shoulders. "Unfortunately, that doesn't bring us any closer to Taiki."

"Not yet." Yuu tried to keep himself from sounding too hopeful. "But it might. If there were a lot of Zones in the Digital World, do we know if Shoutmon fused them all? Maybe he didn't, or if he did, the information might be around somewhere. We just need to put as many pieces together as we can." Yuu winced. "Before it's too late."

Not that they knew how long they had, now did they?