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My eyes drifted open and I embraced a form next to me; my vision slowly coming into focus, giving a steadily clearer picture. I smiled, seeing the familiar curves and fluff, but I didn't think of Raia immediately. I smiled wider, hoping this is what she would've wanted, for me to be happy.

“Well, good morning." Renamon said teasingly, as I'd appeared to have woken her.

“Did I actually wake you up or was that just a line?" I asked rhetorically as she rolled over, a smile gracing her lips.

“Hmm." She leaned in for a kiss, lightly pressing her lips to mine. “Quite the smile you have. Are you that happy to see me?"

“Like you wouldn't believe." I pulled her close to me, pulling the sheets up over our shoulders. “I used to dream of rolling over to a pretty girl, but damn, you over shot that by a pretty good measure."

I felt her giggle a bit. “I bet you say that to all the girls." I smiled softly and wondered where the hell she picked up that old line.

“Only sometimes." I said. We lay there for a bit and I felt myself falling back asleep. “So, how long are we gonna lie here?"

She said nothing and quickly climbed out of the bed, pulling me with her. I took a moment to get my feet under me and lead her out into the kitchen to make some breakfast.

“Hungry?" I asked, approaching the fridge. I noticed Raia's digivice on the counter and noticed it still somewhat functioned. Good thing in case Renamon didn't catch the emergences. I stared at it for a moment, and I could have sworn the cracks had been bigger before, but I put it out of my mind.

“A bit." She said, leaning over the fridge door, peering into it alongside me. I made note of her statement and pulled out the eggs, a full dozen.

“How do eggs sound?"

“Fine." I nodded and pulled out the largest pan I could find. I opened the egg carton and pulled out three eggs and set them aside. I started up the stove, greased the pan, and cracked the remaining nine eggs into it, one-by-one. Renamon walked over and looked at the pan.

“Think this will be enough?" I asked.

“Do you have a toaster?"

“Yeah, how many slices do you want?"

“Three, please, and butter."

I complied and pulled the toaster out, and began to toast four slices, two at a time. Soon the eggs were finished and I'd put salt and pepper on them. I started the remaining three, cooking them the same, aside from copious amounts of hot sauce.

I took the plates over to the table with a container of butter. We took our time eating, and I watched Renamon methodically eat. She somehow combined grace and speed, wolfing down her nine eggs as quick as I did my three.

“So, how were they?" I asked a moment after we'd both finished eating.

“Good, but I could smell the spice on yours across the table." I smiled.

“I like hot stuff, sorry." I said, stretching a bit. “Well, we need to be ready for the emergence today. That's your chance to get back with Rika." Her expression dropped a bit and I got worried.

I stood and led her to the couch and turned on the TV; we sat down and she leaned her head on my shoulder.

“What's wrong? You don't look happy." I said, concern strong in my voice despite my attempts to downplay it.

“I just… don't know." She said, her voice straining slightly.

I sighed. “This is about me isn't it?" She nodded. “You're torn between me and Rika?"

“I miss her, but she doesn't want me, I can feel it. Being with you, I don't know that I want to even try to go back to her."

I heavily sighed again. “Goddamn it." I stroked her head and she clung to me a bit. “I know it sucks, but she is your tamer. We can't break you two up just because of how you feel about me." I wondered though, deep in my heart, about how it would be to keep her with me, to be her tamer, but I quickly banished the thoughts deep into me, knowing there was no way it could happen.

Her ears perked and I saw a light from the broken digivice hit the ceiling in the other room. I rose, bringing her with me.

“This isn't it, but maybe a fight could take your mind off of it." Secretly, I knew Rika would be here and the plot would get messed up if we didn't show up.

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We arrived at the digital field and I hung back, outside the field and told Renamon to go ahead. She started to fight and was succeeding when Henry arrived.

“Hey Henry." I said. “Hi Terriermon."

Terriermon waved an ear at me and Henry watched the fight.

“Why are you here?" Henry asked. “Not that you can't be, it's just I can't imagine why you'd want to."

“Ah, Renamon was looking after me the past couple days and I just came with her to this fight because I was hoping Rika would take her back." A lie, but only partially. It made me wonder though, wasn't Rika supposed to show up before Henry?

“I haven't seen Rika since the fight with IceDevimon. Where is she?" Henry wondered out loud as Takato arrived.

“I don't know." I said, somewhat worried myself as I watched Renamon work on the last Flybeemon. “She should be here. A tamer can't just abandon their partner." Henry nodded and Renamon finished the last Flybeemon, sniping it with a small diamond, causing the digital field to break up.

“Well, wherever she is, I hope she comes to her senses." Henry said, walking away with Takato.

Renamon walked to me and wrapped her arms around me. “So, you think you need Rika?" I asked, wondering if her independence had been retained at least.

“No. I don't need her." She said proudly. “I need you." Goddamn it! I thought intensely as we began to head home. I had to go and fuck up the plot line. God knows what'll happen now.

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It was later in the evening when the second emergence began. Renamon and I left the house and I was hopeful that Rika would show up and mend the plot. The forest was quiet and the field rose as we were arriving. Renamon readied herself and I backed away to where the others would show up. Just as I heard the others coming from behind me, the digimon came through. I was shocked to see it wasn't a Harpymon, though, and I started to worry about what would happen.

“Renamon's in a fight!" I heard Takato call as he got close and scanned the digimon. “It's a Moosemon! It's got razor sharp horns and can summon a tornado with its Hanging Twister, that's gonna give Renamon some problems!"

“Rika!" Henry called.

“I don't see her anywhere." Takato replied. Guilmon and Terriermon started running toward the Moosemon, but it swung its horns at them, knocking them back.

“Crap! I don't know if she can handle him on her own." I said, watching Renamon run in to attack.

She sprung into the air and planted a kick on Moosemon, who swung at her with his horns again. She leapt back, barely avoiding the same strike that had sent both Guilmon and Terriermon flying. She did some acrobatics as she attempted to get some range, but the Moosemon refused to let her get far enough away to get a clear shot. Finally, out of frustration, she shot a large diamond at him at close range and glanced him with it, but he barely felt it and took the chance to launch a Hanging Twister, tossing Renamon into a tumultuous wind. After a moment in the air, Renamon was taken down by a tackle from Moosemon, who pinned her to the ground. He reared his horns and began to swing them at her, striking her hard. I looked around frantically, but Rika was nowhere to be found. I turned and saw Guilmon and Terriermon had collided with a tree, breaking it in half.

I knew they'd be out for the fight. Goddamn it, I'm not losing another one! I thought as I ran into the fray, hurling myself at Moosemon. It knocked him a step away, allowing Renamon to recover. I backed up to her, my eyes never leaving the Moosemon as he drug his hoof along the ground, like a bull about to charge.

“What the hell is wrong with you?" Renamon asked, half-jokingly.

“Well, shit." I said, getting low and ready to run if needed, “If Rika isn't gonna get here to help, I'm damn sure not gonna sit and watch you get an ass kicking from Canada's own over there." As I said this, my stare down with Moosemon was broken by a swirling of lights leading into my right hand. I felt a familiar form in my hand and I looked to Renamon, holding my other hand out to her. She took it and I smiled. “Seems I'm back in the game. I need you to try to digivolve. Focus on how you feel for me and just let it happen." Shitty advice, but hell, do I look like I've digivolved before? She must've done something right, because her skin was stripped and she quickly reformed into Kyubimon. I looked back to see Moosemon charging, obviously not courteous enough to wait for us to finish talking. Kyubimon rushed at him, electricity following her as she performed a Kodengeki. She ducked low as she got close, hitting him and avoiding his horns, knocking him back.

“Fox Tail Inferno!" She announced, shooting several large fireballs at Moosemon, knocking him to the ground. He was weak, it was obvious. Kyubimon charged again, using a Kodengeki, and shattered him into data on contact. She pause for a moment, considering whether or not to load his data, before walking to me, reverting to her rookie form as she did.

“Too good for his data?" I asked, smiling.

“I don't need it. I told you once," She leaned in and kissed me on the mouth, deeper and with more passion than any other we'd shared. “I only need you."

I smiled and began walking, taking her hand in mine. We could've phased home, but it was a beautiful, cool Shinjuku night, and I felt like sharing it with her.

=====

We approached the door to the house after a long, peaceful walk, and Renamon leaned into me, pulling me tight to her.

“Is this how you treat your tamers?" I asked. “Because if it is, I should've gotten one of these a lot earlier." I waved the digivice in my hand.

“Mmm, no. You're just special."

“Oh really? I am so honored."

“Hmm, where have I heard that before?" She asked rhetorically.

I leaned up to her ear. “I think the neighbors are starting to stare." I whispered. She laughed and released me, passing through the doorway.

I walked through the kitchen, checking the fridge, as if the contents would have changed since we'd been gone. I closed it and saw Raia's digivice still on the counter, but the screen was spotless, no cracks whatsoever.

“So damn weird." I muttered to myself, picking it up and looking it over before pocketing it. Not sure why, I just did.

I walked to the bedroom and saw Renamon already in bed and wearing a lovely pair of bedroom eyes. I grinned, tossing my hoodie and shoes off into a corner and changing into a pair of shorts before climbing into the bed with her.

We snuggled up close to each other and I thought about how quickly things had progressed since I'd gotten here.

“So, since you've had some time to get to know me," I said, looking into her icy blue eyes. “Do you still think I'm a monster?"

Her mouth opened to answer, but the next words spoken weren't hers.

From somewhere behind me, I heard a familiar voice, cracked with such pain and anguish that it made my blood run cold, say “Yes."

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I turned my head to find Raia in the door of the bedroom. I turned back to Renamon who was staring at me, and back to Raia, who was also staring at me.

“Shit." I said, standing from the bed. I walked through the doorway out into the living room. “Goddamn it. Only me. Only fucking me. I swear I'm the only person who could ever fuck up this hard."

The two Renamon followed me and Raia asked the obvious question. “What the hell is going on here!?"

Renamon decided to answer because I was busy pacing and cursing under my breath. “You died! He and I spent the last week and a half together. We love each other!"

“I crawled through the worst hell in the digital world to get back to him, and I'm sure as hell not going to lose him!" Raia started to snarl at Renamon. A fight was going to break out if I didn't intervene.

“Hey!" I yelled, catching the attention of both. “I'm a piece of shit and neither of you should love me! Raia, I still love you, but I thought you were gone! Renamon, I still love you, but I love Raia too! Goddamn it, how the hell did I let this happen?"

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A prey beneath her, she prepared to strike. She was newly born, just out of the egg, and yet she was so strong. It'd taken her only hours to progress to her rookie form and she was so powerful. If she wanted she could challenge a weaker champion and succeed with some effort. And yet, she hadn't. This would be her first test of power, as all others had run as soon as she began fighting. This one wouldn't ever know it happened. That was her personal goal, deletion before her presence was even known. She dropped, a ball of ghost fire in each hand and landed on the Digimon, a Tapirmon, and pressed her palms down to its back, searing two large spots into it. The impact and burns brought the creature close and a Diamond Storm to the back of the head finished the job. The form beneath her shattered into data and she began to load it, but she stopped just before she did.

Why does this feel… wrong? She thought, pondering why she felt an urge countering what she'd seen in all other victors. A pain began to swell in her mind and she brought her hands up to her face, extinguishing the flames as she did. The pain grew until it was nigh unbearable and she gripped her face, muffling the screams of agony she was releasing out of reflex. She would never know it, but her mind was attempting to recover dumped memory from a past life. Biologically, neurons were firing in patterns they once had, but they had to carve new paths. The sensation was painful and rendered her unconscious, causing her to slump against the trunk of the tree she'd been hiding in.

Hours later, she awoke with fresh memories. They didn't flood her though, they were accessed normally, presenting something of a problem, as she would not be conscious of them until they were accessed, and she lacked the mental map she'd once had. The data cloud that still hovered in front of her gave her a good start though. She remembered a conversation with some creature about loading data, the memory of which triggered the whole event. She realized these memories were hers, from before she'd “died". In an attempt to map her memories again, she thought of her death and the conversation, noting a creature present in both. She pressed her thoughts toward him, and the clouds began to clear a bit.

She stood and checked her surroundings. For now, her mission was to track down this man, as he was obviously important, and perhaps more memories would resurface along the way.

She began to move, quickly flitting around, leaping from trees to the ground every once in a while. Her mind wandered to the conversation, gently exploring as much as possible. She remembered watching a Renamon and another creature, but not the one who'd spoken to her. The one she watched was named Rika, she remembered that. She remembered the horror of watching the Renamon load data. She ran over as much conversation as she could remember, but she couldn't find a name for the other creature, but she felt a strange feeling, a warmth, toward him.

She paused in a tree, perched high, as she explored her death, working backwards from the crash point, her memory's end. An IceDevimon had killed her with a few lucky blows, but she remembered pain other than that, before that. Lacerations covering her legs, and gash that severely hindered her arm. Her memory branched here, and layers of shame and sadness lined it.

She'd been out in the city for some reason she couldn't place, but shame was there as well, and she'd been attacked and thrown to the ground, and her arm came up to block a strike, causing a long claw to strike down her forearm. She'd tried to scuttle backwards, but claws swung in cross-hatched patterns across her legs, dicing them up. A look up to her attacker sent huge waves of fear through her, but she couldn't recall the face. The digimon was strong, easily capable of killing her much like she had the Tapirmon. Yet, he didn't. Instead, he leaned his face down to hers, silhouetting it against the night sky, and he said something.

She struggled to remember what he'd said; emotions had a strong grip on this memory, but that made it all the more primary in her attempts to map her mind.

“Hmm." A chuckle. “I can see why he likes you, but I think I should have you first." Lips were pressed to hers as a long arm, longer than the other, held her to the ground by her stomach. A long tongue slipped between large fangs and forced itself into her mouth. She'd hated it, but didn't fight, for fear of being killed. She was forced to endure this for quite a while, until the attacker stood from her, relinquishing his grip.

“Consider yourself lucky." He'd said. “I'm going to let you go now, but next time… well, you shall see." Wings flared out and the digimon took off flying. She'd run home, as best she could, that is, and entered her home, where the creature she'd felt warm for took care of her, which she was thankful for, despite the pain of the brown bottle.

Several day cycles later, she'd recovered most of her memory. She was Raia, and the creature, a human, was Luke, her tamer. She had explored the warmth she'd felt, and found it to be love. She knew above all, she had to get to the real world. For that, she would have to find one, but lately, all the portals were in the dark regions of the digital world. She was on the border of one such dark area, preparing herself for the horrors within.

It took her days to get to the core of the dark area. She'd seen digimon from outside strung up, pierced on spikes, and lying near dead, bleeding out. The digimon she'd met along the way were not much better; they attacked her and they were the ones who'd tortured all the others. She had no remorse though. She deleted them with no mercy, even when they begged, which most did. They were sadists, but fear came easy when the power balance shifted. It was hellish, but it worth it. She knew she had to get back to the real world. She was needed, and she was loved there. At the very center, she found a portal which had appeared recently, and she leapt through it, feeling it close quickly behind her.

=====

Renamon and Raia were both in tears. I was pissed at myself for being so stupid. We'd been here for hours trying to sort this out. Raia understood that I was trying to move on, thinking she'd been gone. Renamon understood that I loved Raia still. And yet, I still loved Renamon. I couldn't deny my feelings for either, and yet I had to choose between them.

I sigh, sitting at a table with a massive headache. “I love you both so much, I wish I didn't have to choose." I place my hand on my face, on the verge of a breakdown. “And if I don't it wouldn't be fair to either of you! You both deserve better than me."

“I can't leave you," Raia said, her voice choking. “You're my tamer." I sighed deeply, pulling out her digivice and placing it on the table. I waited a moment and pulled out a second digivice and set it next to the first.

“I'm both of your tamers." I said. “We're stuck together."

“We may be stuck together, but that doesn't mean I have to like her." Renamon said. “I love you and you love me."

“I don't like you much either," Raia said pointedly. “And he loves me too."

“Please stop fighting." I said, emotionally drained. “I can't help how I feel, and I can't help what's happened. We just have to deal with this as it stands." Just as I finished speaking, the digivices began to go off.

No one moved, no one said anything. I thought for a moment and a realization came to mind.

“Shit. We have to go."

“Why?" Raia said, “The others can handle it."

“Not this one." I said, walking to pick up my deck of modify cards and both digivices. “Things are going to start picking up, and whether you two like it or not, we're gonna have to help. So come on, we need to go."

=====

I walked up to see Henry be released by Yamaki. I went with my better judgement and decided not to say anything. I really didn't need to end up in a fight, because I feel like Yamaki wouldn't hesitate to take me on. Raia and Renamon warped in behind me and Yamaki walked off, on a tirade about tamers and their “pets". I dismissed him and turned to Henry.

“Ready for a fight?" I asked.

“I guess, but you know how I feel about that right?" He asked, making me realize that I hadn't spent much time around the other tamers. Terriermon had a strange look on his face, but said nothing. Henry hadn't noticed Raia yet, I guess.

“Don't worry," I said, looking up to the tower. “It's gonna get interesting, but we'll be fine. Takato's already over there, by the tower, let's get moving." Henry nodded and we ran to where Takato stood. He looked back at us and looked like he did a bit of math in his head, and I knew it wouldn't add up.

“Uh… where's Rika?" he asked, gesturing to Renamon, and then he saw Raia, who was taking her sweet time getting over here. “What the…"

I looked back at her. “Maybe I should call you Lazarus." She smiled and I turned back to the others. “Let me put it this way: it's a long damn story and we are short on time as it is." I pointed up to where Mihiramon was.

“Alright." The other tamers said, turning their heads upward. Henry pulled out his digivice and tried to scan, but it came up blank.

“What's wrong with this thing?" he asked and Terriermon leaned over it, obscuring Henry's vision with his ears. Henry pushed him back and we all saw the tiger walk across the screen.

“Who cares? What's he gonna do, bite me? We can take 'em! Ya ready?"

“Yep." Henry chirped in reply. Terriermon went to leap from Henry's shoulder but I was quick enough to snag him by the ear.

“Hey!" He yelped. “Easy on the ears!"

“You're not running in there just yet." I said, ignoring his complaint. “That thing is stronger than you think."

“Huh?" Henry and Takato said, but Guilmon sniffed the air and Terriermon perked his ears.

“He's right." Guilmon said. “Strong digimon."

“How strong?" Takato asked, looking confused.

“Ultimate. And a strong one for that level." I looked up quickly to see the tiger impatiently pacing around the building, dealing with anything HYPNOS threw at him easily. “We don't have the ability to reach ultimate yet, but we all know how to get to Champion, right?"

They nodded, pulling out cards and advancing their partners to Champions. I, on the other hand, focused on my bonds with Raia and Renamon as I pulled out their digivices.

“Two!?" Takato said. I grinned and nodded. The screens lit up and I looked back to find two Kyubimon.

“Call me the pack leader, I guess. Raia, this is your first time, right?" She nodded. “Try not to get ahead of yourself." She leered at me.

“How did you do that?" Takato asked. “You didn't use a card!"

“Takato, this will help explain. Raia, knock the wind out of Growlmon, but don't hurt hi-" I was cut off as she dashed past me and slammed into him. Takato doubled over, falling to his knees. “Mental link. You feel what he does. Focus on the bond between the two of you, and you can do it too. For anything more, you need him around." I pointed to Calumon, who cocked his head and brought his hand to his mouth.

“We can figure that out later, we have an ultimate on the loose, remember?" Gargomon said. I nodded and told both of the Kyubimon to get moving. Growlmon and Gargomon followed. I used the scan on Kyubimon's digivice to see and Henry and Takato did the same.

“We can't see that well, and they can't hear us, so keep your eyes open." Gunfire resounded and I could tell Gargomon was getting cocky with his guns again. I saw Raia and Kyubimon pacing around Mihiramon and both stopped and shot Fox Tail Infernos at him, Raia shooting a lot to distract him, and Kyubimon one large one, as I'd taught her with Diamond Storm. The large one hit him, but his tail formed the Tiger Rod and whipped at Kyubimon and I lost sight on the scan. I looked up and saw Kyubimon fly off the roof top and de-digivolve as she did. She landed fairly gracefully, but she was hurt enough that I held her back.

“Unless you can digivolve again, you're not going up there again." She looked down and I nodded, looking back up to see Gargomon and Guilmon, already de-digivolved, tumble from the roof. Instantly worried, I pulled out Raia's digivice to see she was using a technique I'd programed in, Ghost Armor. Key parts of her body were covered with ghost fire, lessening impact and actively healing minor wounds. She was playing it smart though, engaging in a pacing match with Mihiramon. I looked to see Takato face down, and realized he was going through his conversation with Guilmon. Keep him busy, I thought to Raia, Just buy us a little time.

Takato reached out and grabbed Calumon's hand. Henry helped him up and helicopters fired across the building, I felt stings in my legs, where I assume they were hitting Raia. Is that really all she feels?

Guilmon reformed into Growlmon and Takato pulled out his cards. “We haven't finished yet. Growlmon is still willing to fight and as long as I'm still breathing I'll be right there by his side."

“Damn straight." I said as I watched him pull out a blue card. He scanned it, digivolving Growlmon to WarGrowlmon. Raia, you're clear, get the hell out of there. I thought to her. Gladly. She thought back, launching from the roof as WarGrowlmon ascended.

The fight begun again and Takato brought his arms up, taking the hits as WarGrowlmon did. “I feel every hit." He said, wincing. “Alright, that's enough."

He took a step, looking heavily burdened, and appeared to take hold of something in front of him. “As your tamer, I say finish it." He said, his voice as serious as I've ever heard it. “Atomic Blaster!" He yelled, as red beams pierced the sky. I grinned and WarGrowlmon jumped down. The other, future tamers came over and I began to walk away, Raia and Renamon following me.

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“Well, two of you dragging me doesn't make the process any more comfortable." I said, walking through the door. I turned back to the two Renamon and smiled. “And here I thought you two didn't like each other, but I saw ya working together up there."

Renamon blushed a bit and Raia simply smiled. “You're worth the trouble." Raia said. Renamon nodded.

“Well, hell, I don't know about that." I said, walking close to both and pulling them into a large hug. “But I do know I'm damn lucky to have you both." I involuntarily yawned.

“Time for bed." Renamon said, walking to the bedroom. Raia followed.

“Alright, you two get the bed, I'll take the couch." I said, laying down on the couch and falling asleep quickly. I heard protests to me sleeping on the couch, with both volunteering to take it instead, however, they fell on deaf ears.

I slept soundly up until an hour later, I awoke to find that both of them had come out and lay on top of me. I stood, extremely drowsy and half-awake, and walked to the bed room, and they followed me, grins probably ear to ear on both of them, but I didn't bother to look. I sighed and laid down in the middle of the bed and they laid down with me as well, one on each side.

“Call me Scarface, I guess." I said, barely conscious and placing an arm around each, before passing out.