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“If you move from that bed again, I'll kill you where you stand!" I yelled as I left the bedroom. All morning, it had been the same thing, both of them wanted to be up and moving around. At first, I thought they may have healed that quickly, until Raia took one step and faceplanted. From there, I hauled her ass back into the bed and instructed them not to move. They objected every time I entered and left, but I was unwavering. “Now let me go get something for you two to drink." I retrieved two large cups from the kitchen and filled them with water, no ice. When I came back, the two of them seemed to be engaged in a staring match, both sitting crosslegged and facing the other. I tried to hand them the cups and they both snatched a cup and downed the contents faster than I thought possible.

“What the hell are you two doing?"

“We are seeing who is the best at mimicking the actions of the other. Anytime either of us makes a move, the other has a quarter of a second to mimic the action exactly." Both of them said, in what I perceived to be perfect unison. One of them had to have led that, according to those rules. I knew they were bored, so I ignored the stupidity and absurdity of the whole thing and decided to go with it.

“So who actually started that explanation?"

“Her." Both said. I glared at the wall, deciding there was no real way to know who was being a smartass.

“Care to give me an acknowledgeable answer? Remember, humans can't process things shorter than a half-second or so."

“Renamon came up with the rules." They said, and after a pause they began again. “And Raia made the smartass remark." I laughed. That was Renamon, it had to be. I was glad she was finally gaining a good sense of humor, or at least one on par with mine.

“Well, can I participate?"

“You can't replicate movements this well, you know that." Honestly, the speech was getting a bit creepy, they were both using the same monotone voice, like the kids from The Shining.

“Yeah, I know, but I can create a “challenge" if you let me, just to keep things interesting." Without permission, I began to run my finger along to the length or Renamon's ear. She shivered ever so slightly and I watched Raia replicate it perfectly. Oh, this is gonna be fun. I shifted over to Raia and let feather-touch fingers glide down her spine and then pressure the base of her tail.

A deep groan came from inside of her, and surprisingly, Renamon replicated it flawlessly. “Oh, you two are good at this. I'm gonna have to ramp it up a bit." They both made a noise of nervous discomfort, but remained still. I moved around behind Renamon and placed my hands on her stomach, stroking gently, and lowered my head to the back right side of her neck. I sucked on a single spot and pressed my teeth down with a bit of pressure, just enough for her to not be able to ignore it. Try as she might, Renamon couldn't hold back a quiet moan, and Raia provided me with a mirror of Renamon's face, giving me a good indication of how I doing as a distraction.

I grinned at my success and slid off the bed and walked around to Raia's side. I paused for a moment and gave Renamon a wink, letting her know she was about to have a hard time keeping up. I reached down over Raia's shoulder and laid a splayed out palm on her lower stomach and slowly retracted it, raising my palm off of her and allowing the fingers to drag when I reached her ruff, until I came to rest on her neck. My other hand took her by the side of the head and slowly guided her face to the side so I could lean in and kiss her. I pressed my lips to hers and used my hand at the back of her head for leverage, but I kept an eye on Renamon who looked downright strange as she mimicked the scene before her. She was faithful to the act though, never missing a beat. I released Raia, who returned to facing Renamon, although the heat I'd felt on her cheeks told me she was blushing pretty hard.

“Alright, this is inhuman, really." I paused and both of them were looking at me, the exact same way, of course. “Is there really nothing else we can do that would entertain the two of you?" Both of them looked at me suggestively, but I shook my head, explaining that if they couldn't walk, then they damn sure couldn't do that.

“Well, could we at least go outside? You know how much I hate to be in the house all day." Renamon was right, as she almost always was, they could use the fresh air. If they couldn't walk, however…

“Goddamn it." I muttered as I carried Renamon out of the bedroom. I'm a big guy, and I can carry a good bit of weight, but she was hardly light. Her arms were around my neck, though, and her affectionate nuzzling made up for the effort. We passed through the door and she kissed me on the cheek and smiled when we reached one of the relatively unused chairs I'd found in the house after searching for something for them to sit in. I set her gently in the chair and instructed her not to move. When I returned for Raia, I found her attempting to walk again, although she was more shuffling along due to her heavy limp. She must've grown frustrated just as I walked in and tried to put pressure on the bad knee, causing her to go to the floor. I rushed to her, falling to my knees next to her. She was relatively unharmed, no more than she had been that is, but she was upset.

“Damn it! I'm so useless!" I groaned inwardly. This shit again? Alright, time for a one on one talk, Renamon will have to wait.

“Why are you so damn stubborn about this?" I asked, my tone almost scolding. “I told you that I'm perfectly fine with helping you!"

“You never have to help Renamon, she's able to stand on her own, but I'm not!" Her voice cracked a bit and I started stroking her back in an attempt to calm her down. No need for an emotional outburst, especially if she might do something that could injure her further.

I shook my head. “She's not. She needs me just as much as you do. Hell, I just carried her outside and her legs aren't even that injured. I'm here for both of you, physically, emotionally, however I'm needed, because I know you're there for me as well." I wrapped my arms around her and brushed my lips against hers, embracing her lightly for fear of hurting her. “Why the hell do you hate relying on me so much?"

“Renamon told me about what she had to go through to get to this world; she said I'd believe in honor more if I remembered what happened to me before I came to this world." She turned her face from mine in what I'd assume was shame. I sighed, trying to think of a way to explain why the way she acted wasn't at all bad.

“You know, I actually prefer the two of you this way, like opposites of a coin." My eye caught the image on the wrist on her arm guard, the Taijitu, the “Yin-Yang". “You two are just like the symbol on your arm guard, a representation of two forms, dominant and submissive. She is dominant and you're submissive, which is fine, you help achieve balance." She looked down to her arm guard as I spoke and then back to me, smiling.

“Thanks." She said quietly, bashful from my attention again. I couldn't understand why both Raia and Renamon were so bashful to my attention, but I decided they may have just been humble like that. I smiled back and took her into my arms, slowly lifting her up. She wrapped her arms around my neck as Raia had, nuzzling her head deep into my neck.

“No problem," I said, standing up somewhat awkwardly with her in my arms. “Now let's get to Renamon before she starts wondering if we're having sex without her.

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Raia insisted that I not set her down when we got outside, so Renamon and I sat in the chairs and looked at the sky, with Raia on my lap, nuzzling against my chest as if I were going to disappear if she didn't. The sky was filled with the sort of clouds my mother had used to take pictures of, ones that made me wish I could fly just for the ability to explore the landscape above.

“So, are you two ready to go home?" I asked, a hint of eagerness in my voice.

“Home?" They replied simultaneously. The look they shot each other told me it was accidental, but it's not like they hadn't spoken in unison before…

“Yeah, Calumon was captured, so we have to go to the digital world to get him." I stated. “The digital world is essentially your home."

“I hardly regard it that way." Renamon said with a bitter tone.

“Oh God, don't start in with the “home is where the heart is" crap, please." I said, not wanting to have some mushy cliché contest.

“No, the digital world is a savage place. Raia, you know, you've seen it." Raia nodded in reply.

“I might be a bit biased though, given how the area I traveled through was inhabited by the dark and demonic types of digimon, rather than any other."

“Trust me, other areas are hardly a paradise." Renamon began. “My home was a rocky wasteland that stretched for miles. It was a forest at one time, or so the myths say, but it doesn't look much like it now. Water is scarce at best and vegetation of any sort is unheard of entirely. The legends say that a tribe of ours angered Ebonwumon, resulting in him casting a drought over our home. Within a few decades, the forests my people had known disappeared, leaving us with a wasteland that would have been unlivable to most. But my home is but a kilo to the teras of the digital world. Like Raia stated, there is a large patch of harsh land imbued with the element of darkness, and likewise, there are others empowered by light, but neither are welcoming. The lands of light are filled with deadly creatures that aren't afraid of being seen, they are brave and powerful, but the darkness is filled with the worst kind of cowards and assassins that you would ever see, or rather that you wouldn't. They thrive off of their apparent invisibility in the shadows and manipulate it to their advantage."

I nodded, listening intently, as did Raia, whose memories were only of what she'd traveled through to get back home. I thought for a moment, picking out key words from Renamon's description. “Do the sovereigns rule over certain areas specifically?"

Renamon nodded. “Jungles and forested lands, as well as islands and oceans, are watched over by Ebonwumon, the skies and areas of heat and flames are ruled by Zhuqiaomon, the lands of the insect and beast digimon are overseen by Azulongmon, Baihumon rules the Metal Empire, and the lands of light and darkness are commanded by Fanglongmon, the leader of the sovereigns." Renamon fell silent, but by the looks of her, she was deep in thought, no doubt contemplating the challenges we'd face, which only she truly knew.

“Interesting, each sovereign rules the areas which match to their attributes." Someone was pretty in-depth when they created this whole thing. I smiled, reaching a hand out to stroke Renamon's shoulder, breaking her from her thoughts. “Don't worry, we'll be alright. I won't let anything happen to you two." Renamon smiled weakly, and I could see I hadn't convinced her. Was the digital world really going to be that harsh?

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Jeri crawled out her window to sit on her roof next to Leomon, as she'd done the past couple days. The Beast King was her partner, she was determined; despite having no digivice to prove it, she knew in her soul it was true. Leomon didn't believe it for a moment, but found arguing with the girl either led to a fierce retaliation, the likes of which he'd never seen from such a small creature, or a wave of sadness that compelled him to repent for his opinion. So, over time he gave up on the argument, but his position never wavered. She sat close to him and cuddled up to his massive left arm, which alone outsized her, and while the affectionate nature of the girl was at first off-putting to the champion, he grew to tolerate and, to his chagrin, even mildly enjoy the care and warmth the girl produced in his presence. He often watched her, out of curiosity, he assured himself, not a protective urge or any such nonsense, and noticed her lack of interaction with other humans her age. She rarely spoke when she was around others, save the other tamers, and even so, she often did so with the assistance of her puppet. When she spoke with him, though, the puppet was shelved; instead, she spoke to him as herself, no mask to hide behind.

“Leomon," She began, her voice somewhat soft, but Leomon knew this to be normal. Usually she wasn't as cheery around him, just because she knew she didn't have to be for him to know she was happy, unlike everyone else. If she ever dropped the upbeat tone, others would assume something was wrong. This was her voice, and he was one of the few to hear it often. “We're going to the digital world soon, and I want to go, but the others say that it's dangerous without a partner." She stopped for a moment, pausing to collect her thoughts, “Would… would you come with me even though I don't have a digivice?"

Leomon sighed, deep and hearty. This was the question he'd been asking himself lately, was he to stay with her? He'd already confronted the issue of him sticking around despite the lack of a need to; he had no ties to bind him to this girl, yet he continued to meet her. Why? He couldn't answer, not with honesty. “Jeri, you know that you are not my tamer…" He began, choosing words carefully and finding the effort taxing to his mind. “If I went with you, you would not be able to digivolve me, I would be afraid of not being able to protect you. If you were hurt… I would never forgive myself."

Jeri's eyes misted, not out of sadness of his gentle rejection, but rather out of joy of its contents. The lion had just admitted, albeit indirectly, that he cared for the girl. She'd been waiting for this, a reciprocation of any form to her feelings. He may not have felt as strongly as she, but then even Jeri didn't truly know the extent of her love for the beast. Jeri shut her eyes tight to force back her joyous tears and clutched tighter to Leomon's arm, her right fist balled up as an unnatural warmth began to bloom within it. Jeri's eyes cracked open to find a golden glow flowing from her hand, the heat ever-increasing, yet never painful, never even uncomfortable. It was a comforting heat, like one felt through an embrace with a dear friend, perhaps even a lover. The tears on the edges of Jeri's eyes glistened in the light as she released Leomon and both looked at the solidifying brightness in the young girl's palm. Gold light gave way to matte grey and gold plastic, and a form was finalized as the light began to fade. Tears flowed fully from Jeri's eyes, rivers of joy traveling down her cheeks as she shrieked with joy. Leomon smiled warmly, knowing truly now where his place was.

Jeri had gotten her wish.

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“It would appear the humans have found a way across." A voice echoed down the spacious hall, reverberating off the apparently acoustically perfect walls. He grinned, having been waiting for this.

“If you come to my house, expect a fight…" he muttered to himself, his large teeth glinting in the low light.

“What are your orders sir? They won't be landing anywhere near us." He perked up at this comment, one he'd not been expecting.

“How far?" This would be another damn problem, as if he hadn't had enough so far. It would be worth it, he knew, but he had no time to think about that, instead he focused on what the voice at the end of the hall replied with.

“Several days travel by foot, and the I/O Streams aren't reliable right now, due to their heavy use by those chasing emergence portals."

“So it's walk for days, or get caught in traffic? Ugh, just kill me now." He thought for a moment, contemplating this new development. “How close will they be to the edge of our expansion?"

“It would depend sir…" After a moment's pause, the voice grew a shaky confidence. “On the edge itself, sir, but they would have to travel the longest path possible to reach us, giving plenty of time to send opposition."

“Good, round up a crew to split the streams near where we think they'll land; I want as much time to set up as possible. Tell them to go now, so that they have no issue in getting there quickly." He said, knowing full well that the purpose of the split-stream wasn't for a delay. The voice chirped in reply and began to leave, but the master spoke up again. “Before you leave… tell them if they don't haul ass, I'm gonna have their ass, understand?"

“Ye-es sir!" The voice shook as it replied, remembering the last time the master had “had someone's ass". If he remembered correctly, the stains never came out of the walls. Despite his strange nature, the master was one to be feared, and everyone knew it.

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“Here?"

“Yeah, set it up." One of a few Devimon sighed, looking around. “Quick now, we don't want anyone to see."

“How much time do we have?" Another of the devils, who was helping in the setup, asked.

The first Devimon, seeming the leader of the group, looked to another of his brothers who was carrying a device given to them for just such a purpose. “Couple hours." He replied, scratching behind one of his horns.

“Hurry your asses up then." The leader said to the three who were performing the setup. “It takes a while to get to get going, and we need a full split before they jump."

“If we need to go so quick, why don't you help, jackass?" A blue tinted Devimon quipped. “Not like you or dipshit over there are doing anything useful."

“Shut up and work." Came a reply from a third normal Devimon, who was working next to him. “If you'd pay attention, you'd notice that we were the only ones who learned how to put this damn thing together."

“Yeah well…" the Devimon started, but he had no room to complain, as the setup was alright finished.

“I'll get it started." The second Devimon said, walking to the now fully constructed device. He plugged in the piece he'd been using to watch the time, which sent a ping to the spy who was keeping tabs for them that it was time to come back. A switch was flipped and the structure came to life, a few lights turning red, then green as the machine primed and, after a moment of whirring and cycling, began to fire a black beam into the I/O stream above, splitting it in half. “Are we clear?" The second asked as he looked at the first, who was focused on an earpiece and nodded after a moment.

“Yep," he replied. “Stream strengthens back up right where we want it to. We're done here, let's go."

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Renamon and Raia had healed up sufficiently in the past few days, and since then we'd been waiting for a signal that it was time to go. I'd grown curious about the code again, knowing I wouldn't be able to access it the entire time we were in the digital world, and I'd stumbled upon something strange while looking through it. A couple strange things had happened, like how I'd noticed I couldn't edit Renamon's code in the way I had Raia's. Certain parts in both were locked down to only be edited by the creator, which I obviously wasn't, but there was a part in both that was accessible, but voided out by exception markings, meaning it was written, but not implemented. As I peered through the code, it appeared to access a 7th digivolutionary form, which only existed in a few digimon, one of which wasn't Renamon as a species. Since I'd discovered it, I began to fill it in, as it was incomplete, undoubtedly the reason it was voided. It was difficult work, and consumed time like a wild fire, but after a couple days I'd finished it and removed the void marks, then uploaded it to Raia and Renamon, who, unsurprisingly, felt no significant change.

“So how do we access it?" Raia had asked when I finished.

“Well, I hope we never have to use it at all," I replied, knowing that the only justifiable reason to use it was to fight someone of a similar power, but I continued regardless, just in case we did need it. “But we can access it through biomerging, like the mega form. We'll just have to press past that somehow."

“So you don't know exactly?" Renamon asked. I shook my head, my eyes weary as I answered.

“Nope, all I can see is that it involved biomerging." I said. “Now, if you'll excuse me, it's time for bed." I walked past them and crashed on the couch, not wanting to make the extra effort to get to the bedroom.

Raia laughed at me, a bright, happy giggle that warmed me inside, and began pulling on my arm. “Come on, let's get you to bed."

“Good here." I said. “Turn the TV on." Raia sighed, resigning to leave me, and turned on the TV for me. Renamon came over as well and both kneeled to next to me and took turns giving me a goodnight kiss.

“Good night." They each said.

I smiled and replied. “Night girls, see you in the morning, we have a big day tomorrow." They padded off to the bedroom and I lay watching TV as I began to drift off. Faintly, just as I was losing consciousness, I heard a news story come on.

“One month's passing since the disappearance of a local girl has caused search efforts to cease here in Shinjuku." Said the reporter onscreen, but I wasn't listening. “The family could not be reached for comment, so we'll play some file footage from the beginning of the search, one month ago."

Another reporter had come on screen, and the date was roughly that of the time Raia had died, perhaps a couple days after. “I'm here outside the home of a local girl who has gone missing recently." He walked to the door and I slipped from consciousness completely, only catching the last few words. “Hello ma'am, it's my understanding you are Rumiko Nona…"

I woke the next morning and headed out to the park with all of my gear, waiting at Guilmon's little house and gazing at the massive hole he'd dug. Before long the other tamers arrived, along with Kazu, Kenta, and Jeri.

“Jeri, are you sure it's safe for you to come? I mean, Leomon isn't your partner." Takato began, but Jeri just grinned and pulled out a grey form, which was revealed to be a digivice. I smiled, glad she'd gotten it in time.

“I'm a tamer, I can come too." She said. “What about Kazu and Kenta? They don't have partners."

“Why do you think we're coming along?" Kazu said adamantly. “How the heck else are we supposed to find partners if you keep deleting them all?"

I chuckled. “Trust me, you wouldn't have wanted any of them. Now, let's get going." I said, jumping into the hole and crawling through it. Behind me I heard Kazu complaining about how “that guy has two partners, but we get squat." I just chuckled again, focusing on the light in front of me, tensing slightly as I crawled through it.