Red Digivice Diaries
Entry 1 - Not Normal
By Lord Archive
Rated NC-17 for graphic sex. If you're under eighteen, do not read this.
Digimon belongs to Toei Animation Co., Fox Kids, Saban Entertainment,
Bandai, and so on... and is used without consent. I'm only borrowing
them until they release the next tape.
I hold nothing but characterization sacred. As long as I can portray
characters close to what they are in series, I don't care what they do
or what happens to them. I prefer having couples being at least being
sixteen, but with digimon they're very mature for young teens and more
responsible than many 'adults' I know. Hell, they're usually more
responsible than I am. Besides, while the legal age of consent in Japan
is thirteen, no Japanese police officer would arrest them for doing this
since only minors are involved.
Romantic relationships involved: Takari and a little Taira
Strict Japanese name usage: Yagami = Kamiya, Hikari = Kari, Takeru =
T.K., Tailmon = Gatomon, Taichi = Tai, Daisuke = Davis, Miyako = Yolie,
Wizarmon = Wizardmon
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Normal. To be the same as everyone else. It's been a long time since
I've felt like a normal girl. And with the way my life is, I may never
feel like that.
I'm Yagami Hikari and I'm twelve-years-old and attend sixth grade at
Odaiba Elementary. That sounds normal, right? However, thanks to the
time I've spent in the Digital World, I'm closer to thirteen and have
more life experiences than most twenty-year-olds. I've hated someone
enough to want him dead and made sure that he died horribly. What was
worse was that I had to help kill that bastard twice. And I've had to
live with the knowledge of killing him since I was eight.
A normal girl goes to school, participates in clubs, fantasizes about
boys fighting over her, and watches her favorite anime series. Sure, I
go to school too; however, my club is formed of a team who can travel
across dimensions and has saved the world on a few occasions, I get
really annoyed with the two boys fighting over me, and I can't watch
anime anymore since I sympathize too much with it.
A couple of my old friends came across this old Kenshin series. One of
them simply adores how tragic and cool Kenshin is. Yeah, cool, killing
for a cause until you can't kill anymore. I've killed and will probably
have to kill again. Will there be a time where it becomes too much and I
lose site of what my cause is? That I might end up killing things to
save the world over and over again until I'm no longer me-- just a
protector, a killer, a murderer. Will I ever snap because I've kill far
too many times?
This isn't something that should cross a sixth grader's mind when she's
watching a samurai cartoon. Don't even get me started on Rayearth and
Hikaru.
In the anime they make such a big deal out of a kiss. How romanticized
they make it look. How special it was. How that's enough for them. That
is all they ever need to do. They never talk about the thin line that
exists between just kissing and doing more than that, a lot more.
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The wind blew gently over the grass in the meadow and rustled the leaves
on the trees in a nearby forest.
Tailmon and Patamon seemed to be playing some kind of game. It looked
kind of like hunter and prey, with Patamon being the prey.
Hikari brushed a few hairs out of her face. "So, Takeru, what is it that
you wanted to talk to me about?"
Takeru audibly gulped. "Um, well, you see...."
Hikari couldn't help but giggle, but suddenly stopped when she heard
something roar.
Takeru backed away from the forest as Kuwagamon, a giant red insect
digimon, burst from the forest canopy. "Damn, he looks hungry."
Kuwagamon flew straight toward the pair and tried to grab Takeru in its
powerful pincers. Takeru hugged the ground for dear life as the giant
insect swooped pass.
"Takeru!" Hikari yelled out and released a sigh of relief as he looked
up toward her. She then froze as Kuwagamon turned toward her, its maul
snapping hungrily.
Takeru ran as if his life depended on it. He tackled Hikari to the
ground just before the monstrous digimon would've struck.
"Hand of Fate!"
"Celestial Arrow!"
The two energy blasts struck Kuwagamon, obliterating it.
Hikari and Takeru had been so concerned about not becoming the
creature's lunch; they had failed to notice their digimon evolve to
protect them.
Takeru rolled off of Hikari and waved at the angel digimon. "Thanks, you
two."
Angemon nodded. "Anytime."
Angewomon gazed down at the two of them. "Angemon, perhaps we should
scout around for trouble."
Angemon looked concerned. "Perhaps you're right...." He flew off,
seemingly wanting to say more but couldn't.
"Ah, Hikari, you okay?" Takeru propped himself, preparing to stand up.
This had the effect of causing him to momentarily hover over Hikari.
"I'm fine." Hikari stared into Takeru's eyes. "Thanks for saving me."
Takeru smiled. "Anytime." He went to stand up, but stopped when he felt
Hikari's hands on his shoulders. He sweated a little not sure what to do
since she wasn't saying anything. He just looked into her eyes and found
himself leaning towards her.
Hikari saw that his face was slowing lowering. As if some part of her
was impatient, she almost involuntarily lifted her head off the ground.
Their lips connected briefly at first, a little longer the second time,
and the third didn't seem to end. Hikari's arms wrapped around Takeru,
hugging him closely. Relishing the feeling of his lips pressed tightly
against hers and his warm body on top of hers. Her lips parted a little
and she licked his lips before he opened his mouth. Her tongue lashed
against his in an erotic wrestling match.
Takeru couldn't believe the kiss or how Hikari's roaming hands goaded
him on. Her hands had slipped under his shirt and were almost massaging
him. His hands were roaming over her body as well. He pushed up her
shirt until her bra was showing. He then slipped a couple fingers under
the imitation silk fabric and caressed one of her hardened nipples.
Hikari moaned. She removed a hand from under Takeru's shirt and
unclasped her bra. She groaned happily as Takeru exposed her breasts to
the air. She reluctantly let him break off their passionate frenching as
he made a trail of butterfly kisses from her lips to her breasts.
Takeru began to suckle on Hikari's teats. He was beyond happy that
Hikari was letting him do this. He didn't care how much this would upset
Daisuke, and didn't even give a thought to what Taichi would do if he
found out. All that matter at the moment to Takeru was Hikari and how
they could share pleasure with each other.
Hikari knew why Takeru had wanted to talk to her, to finally tell her
his feelings, but his actions were proving that far better than his
words would have. She gave no thought to Daisuke or to her family. This
wasn't about anyone else, just Takeru and her.
Takeru looked into Hikari's eyes as he unbuttoned her pants. Seeing
nothing but longing, he pulled her pants and panties off. He marveled at
the sight before him while he removed his pants and boxers. He laid on
top of her and began to kiss her in earnest.
Takeru's cock rubbed against her opening but wouldn't go in. He grabbed
hold of his dick a guided it into her. He felt something block his
progress and held on to her tightly.
Hikari braced herself as she felt Takeru lifting off her slightly, her
head nestled against his shoulder. He then thrust into her sharply and
her nails scratched his back and she bit down.
"H-Hikari? You okay?" Takeru propped himself up, a hand involuntarily
going to where she had bit him. His manhood was still inside her.
Hikari shivered under him. Pain and pleasure crashed through her being
in ways she couldn't comprehend. Her eyes were momentarily unfocused,
but soon she was able to see Takeru looking at her with concern. She
smiled at him. "I'm fine now. Please continue... slowly."
Takeru didn't know what else to do. He hadn't planned on doing this. All
he wanted to do was talk, maybe kiss her, but this was so much more.
While he knew that she liked him, he was afraid she didn't love him or
that she liked Daisuke more. There was no way he could think that now.
Not after she just took his virginity and that he took hers.
"Takeru please...." Hikari whimpered.
"S-sorry." Takeru pulled out a little and pushed back in. The pleasure
slammed into his head, idling his thoughts again. There was no use in
thinking about this, but just to do it.
Hikari moaned appreciatively as she felt Takeru thrust into her again
and again. Her hands were on his ass kneading them, and helping to guide
Takeru into a rhythm.
Takeru's body pounded against Hikari's. His arms straining to support
his weight and the actions of his hips.
Hikari's whole body was pushed and pulled across the ground. Her small
tender breasts vibrated as their bodies crashed against each other. Her
mind was soaring with pleasure. Her body was a blaze with a fire no
amount of water could douse. Her needs, her yearnings were for the
approaching moment, the time that she would truly know what pleasure
was.
Takeru's world was one tight but slick cunt and his rod. It slid in and
out of her over and over again. The tension was unbelievable. He
grimaced trying to rein in the oncoming flood. He groaned loudly as he
failed to hold on. He fired shot after shot of hot cum into her and his
thrusting became erratic.
Hikari felt his dick twitching and filling her. She was so close. A
little more and she would be orgasming too. Her hand reached down and
encircled his member at the base, coaxing a few more thrusts and
brushing her own clit in the process. Her body arched as the tension in
her body became unbearable. With a cry she finally came, her vagina
trying to milk Takeru's shrinking penis for the last of its seed.
Takeru collapsed heavily on top of Hikari, unable to support himself
anymore. He tried to catch his breath, but he felt like he had just
finished a long desperate battle and won.
Hikari pushed Takeru over a little so she could breath more easily. Then
she just laid there soaking up the experience of what just happened.
Takeru was the first to speak, "Hikari?"
"Hmmm?"
"Um, I, ah just want to, um, say...."
Hikari looked at him, shaking her head slightly and smiling. Even after
that he was having trouble saying it.
Takeru swallowed hard. He knew what he had to say. "I love you."
"After what we just did, I hope so."
Takeru pouted slightly and bowed his head.
Hikari made Takeru look her in the eyes. "I love you, too." She kissed
him again.
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Neither of us had planned to do anything more that day than confess our
feelings. But for some reason it had become much more. I still don't
regret that it happened despite that it did bring a few problems to my
life. With the suddenness of that change in our relationship, we didn't
know how to react.
We had tried to go on with the following days as if nothing happened.
However, when we looked at each other, we couldn't help but think about
the moment we shared in the Digital World. We ended up avoiding to even
look at each other. Unfortunately, Daisuke noticed and jumped to the
conclusion that we had a fight or something. He became unbearable for a
while. Eventually, Takeru and I were able to be in each other's presence
without becoming horny. Strangely, having more sex solved it. I guess
that horniness was caused by finding out what sex was like and not being
entirely sure if we would have sex again.
My relationship with Takeru only further separated me from my non-Chosen
friends. They still wonder who their first kiss will be and what it'll
be like. I've known what that was like for a long time. Well, okay,
Takeru only kissed my scrapped elbow to 'make it all better,' but I
counted it anyway. I was sort of nine at the time and I did feel better
after he did that.
I really don't know how to relate to my old friends any more though.
They talk about wanting to do stuff I've already done. They get excited
about things that I don't find important, like video games and
television shows. When they gossip, I'm one of the main subjects--
considering how I'm in a love triangle, have disappeared without a trace
on a few occasions, and my 'weird pet cat.'
To put it bluntly, they're too childish for me. I've been forced to grow
up faster than them. With the approaching junior high school placement
exams, they think killing things in a video game or watching
brain-numbing cartoons will help them cope with it. I've found having
sex does it so much better.
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The math book Takeru and Hikari were studying fell to the floor as their
lesson turned to anatomy.
First was dentistry, and Hikari noted with her tongue that one of
Takeru's teeth seemed a little loose. Takeru regretfully found out
Hikari had recently eaten some of her mother's health food.
It wasn't long before Hikari was having her breasts thoroughly examined.
If there were any cancerous lumps there, Takeru would've found it as he
felt every millimeter of them with hands, lips and tongue.
Then Takeru took off Hikari's pants and panties and began to exam her
budding womanhood carefully. His fingers exploring her and pulling apart
her lower lips to see what few boys his age ever saw in person. His
thumb rubbed across her clitoris making her more than ready for his
special probe.
~~~~~
I'm not ready to become a mother any time soon, so we have been
careful...
~~~~~
Hikari reached for the box of condoms hidden under her lover's bed. She
shook it in dismay, noting that it was empty.
Takeru pleadingly looked at her, and Hikari grabbed his arm-- drawing
him down on top of her.
~~~~~
...Usually.
~~~~~
Their bodies and minds were inflamed with passion. His dick slid into
unprotected opening and pumped into her repeatedly.
She desperately cried out for relief. The sensations of Takeru's hot
meat inside her were maddening. Her sweet agony finally ended and she
orgasmed. Her hands held Takeru's hips tightly against her own.
Takeru lost it as Hikari's velvet vice became that of silken iron,
squeezing and pulling in ways words could not describe.
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Ms. Takaishi typed on her computer with her headphones on. The volume of
the music was a bit high. She paused for a moment and glanced towards
her son's room. She then sighed and got back to work on her latest
editorial entitled 'Teenage Sex.'
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Ms. Takaishi has known about my relationship with Takeru since after the
first time we had sex in his room. She got a nasty surprise when she
found incriminating stains in his bed sheets when she went to wash them.
She hasn't done anything about it for some reason.
Miyako knows as well, but that's because she's our supplier of condoms
from her convenience store. Fortunately I know her well enough that I
was able to convince her to keep it a secret. Part of the deal was I had
to tell her some of the juicy details. So I told her all the details,
particularly the bad ones involved-- the tearing pain of losing your
virginity, the mess of orgasmic fluids, everything. She's still rather
envious, particularly since we come in for a ten-pack roughly every
other week.
We didn't tell anyone else about our relationship, even our families.
Partly because we didn't know how Taichi and my parents would react, and
partly because of Daisuke. He may be obsessive at time, well most of the
time, but he's still our friend and we don't want to hurt him.
Unfortunately, secrets have a tendency to come out in the worst possible
ways.
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Hikari sat on the toilet reading the instructions on the back of the box
again, making sure she did the test right. It had been seven weeks since
her last period and was afraid this morning's nausea wasn't because of
her mother's heath food breakfast.
Her watch chimed and her hand shook as she reached for the tester. If it
was blue, her life was screwed over in ways she couldn't imagine.
Tears rolled out of her eyes and her hand involuntarily covered her
mouth. She gathered up the entire pregnancy test kit shoved it to the
bottom of the garbage. She then rushed out of the bathroom, ran past
Taichi and went into her room.
She couldn't understand why she felt so upset. That was the result she
had wanted. It was white meaning she wasn't going to be a mother soon.
She was only in grade school and had no means to take care of a child.
"It was negative, wasn't it?" Tailmon asked.
Hikari blinked away her tears. "How did you know?"
"If it was positive, you would've called him."
Hikari sighed. "I guess so. But this is what I wanted. Why am I so
upset?"
"Maternal instinct. You've been with your mate and at some level you
want to have his children. Set backs are naturally troubling."
"How would you know about that?"
Tailmon ran a claw against the window, light enough that it didn't make
a sound. "I had a mate once. I almost had his child, but that wasn't
meant to be."
"Wizarmon, right?"
Tailmon nodded sadly.
"I'm sorry."
Tailmon hopped down from the window. "Don't be. That's all in the past
and buried. I've moved on with my life."
"So, is there anything you know that'll h-"
The bedroom door was slammed open. "Hikari! What is this?" Taichi held
the pregnancy test box towards her.
Hikari paled. "Um, ah...."
"Who? Why? HOW?!" Taichi demanded.
"T-T-Tai..." Hikari couldn't think of what to say. She was paralyzed
from her brother's angry gaze.
"You were forced, right?" Taichi snarled.
Hikari continued to stare at him.
Taichi crushed the box in his hand and ran out of the apartment.
Tailmon poked Hikari. "We better stop him. He's likely to hurt someone
like this."
Hikari looked down with a glazed expression. "Um, right."
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Taichi couldn't believe it. Hikari was his little sister, and that
little freak had taken advantage of her. He was supposed to be her
friend, and then he does that to her.
Taichi clenched his fist and grinned viciously. His target was where he
had suspected, loitering at Odaiba Elementary.
"You fucking jerk!" Taichi yelled.
Daisuke was floored, literally, as Taichi ran up and punched him to the
ground. Taichi then kicked him and then grabbed him, tossing him against
a wall. He blearily looked at his attacker having no clue why Taichi was
doing this.
"How could you do that? I trusted you. I thought you were her friend.
And I found out you did that?!" Taichi slammed Daisuke against the wall
with each statement.
"What are you talking about?" Daisuke asked weakly.
"Don't give me that bullshit." Taichi kneed him in the stomach. "You
forced Hikari, and I'm going to make you pay."
"Taichi stop!" someone called out.
Taichi looked over. "Stay out of this, Takeru."
Takeru gulped. "I won't, because you've got the wrong guy."
"What?" Taichi glared.
Takeru took a step forward, but his knees were shaking. "I take it you
found out Hikari's not a virgin."
"What?!" Daisuke shouted. "Of course she is! I've never touched her."
Taichi's hands let go of Daisuke's collar. "What are you saying?"
"I'm the one she's been having sex with." Takeru clenched his eyes shut.
"You... you... you fucking jerk!"
Takeru wasn't really surprised that Daisuke had scream that and punched
him in the face.
"You forced her, didn't you? You're making her do that perverted stuff
with you!" Daisuke couldn't stop the tears rolled out of his eyes. He
kicked Takeru in the stomach. "You raped her."
Takeru closed his eyes in a vain attempt to brace himself as Daisuke was
about to stomp on his head. He heard someone yell, but waited for the
blow to come.
Daisuke stopped as Hikari once again yelled, "Stop it!" She slammed her
shoulder into him to get him away from Takeru.
Daisuke landed on his ass and stared disbelievingly at Hikari.
"Stop it, all of you," Hikari demanded.
Tailmon stood between Taichi and Takeru just in case Hikari's brother
tried anything.
Taichi had been staring in shock since Takeru's confession. "Hikari,
tell me what's going on?"
Hikari kneeled down next to Takeru, looking him over to see if he was
okay. She sighed. "Takeru and I are lovers. We've been having sex for
the past few months."
"But... but I thought...." Taichi shook his head realizing she hadn't
tried to say Daisuke when he had confronted her, but was trying to say
Taichi. He had attacked the wrong guy. But there was something more
pressing. "How did that happen?"
"We've been close ever since we first went to the Digital World. He's
been my protector, my other guardian angel. He's the one I love," Hikari
explained.
Taichi scowled. "That doesn't matter. You're too young to have sex."
Hikari glared. "That coming from Mr.
I-lost-my-virginity-in-the-fifth-grade?"
Taichi opened and closed his mouth several times. "How did you know?"
"You weren't very discreet about it," Hikari replied.
Tailmon crossed her arms. "Yes. Thanks to you and Sora, I had to explain
to an eight-year-old about the birds, bees and digimon."
Taichi scratched the back of his head while blushing fiercely. "You
should've been more careful."
"We try to be," Hikari said.
"What are you going to tell our parents?" Taichi asked.
"When are you going to tell them about Sora?" Tailmon questioned.
Taichi flinched as if someone punched him.
Hikari shrugged. "I won't be telling them anything for now. The test was
negative. But from now on, Takeru, we have to stop when we don't have
protection, understood?"
Takeru nodded nervously. "Right."
Taichi sagged and looked over at Daisuke. The poor kid was a mess and
probably didn't feel anything at the moment but sheer numbness. Taichi
offered him a hand up. "Sorry. I thought... I was... I'm really sorry."
Daisuke nodded mechanically, not paying any attention. He could only see
Hikari and Takeru. He wrenched his eyes shut and ran away from the
couple.
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Daisuke may have been annoying when he fawned over me, but he never
deserved that. In a way, I miss the old Daisuke. Full of energy and
embodied the worst traits of my brother. Which was one of the main
reasons I didn't fall for him. Being with him would've been like being
with Taichi.
Oddly, though, being like my brother was also the best chance he had to
winning as well. I love Taichi and can deal with his annoying quirks. I
could've fallen for Daisuke if Takeru hadn't entered the picture, if I
had met Daisuke differently, if... well, there are always a messy load
of 'ifs' when something doesn't end perfectly. While I'm sure Daisuke
doesn't feel like I ever gave him much of a chance, I did-- I really
did. But it wasn't meant to be. I've always been happier with Takeru and
I belong with him.
The new Daisuke is broken. The digimentals of courage and friendship
don't shine any more. He pushes through the day mopping about what
could've been. It'll be some time before he'll be able to heal and move
on. I hope someone can come along to help him.
And that is yet another thing to set me apart. Girls joke about breaking
a guy's heart. I've unfortunately had to do that. I wish there was a way
I could remove the pain he's feeling. It hurts to see the look on
Daisuke's face when I'm near Takeru.
Why can't I be a normal girl with normal girl troubles? Why do I have to
be the one with blood on her hands? Why do I have to be the one to break
a boy's heart? Why do I have to be more mature than my years? Why do I
have the special powers that I do?
I don't know the answer, and I probably never will. But if anyone ever
offered to make me normal, to remove my gifts and my memories of things
I shouldn't know, I wouldn't take it. The powers are my responsibility.
I wouldn't want to pass them off to someone else and have them go
through what I have. I especially don't want to lose what I have with
Takeru. I don't need to be normal with him, I just need to be me.
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Author's notes:
The one thing I can't stand as an intellectual pervert are lemons with
no plot. Surprisingly Digimon has a large percentage of hentai fanficts
with actual plot. But then, a fair portion are also yaoi, yuri, incest,
and/or bestiality. Not that I have a problem with any of those,
particularly since I've done a tentacle sex fict with another anime
series. While there are a few ficts with good characterization, a lot of
the Digimon lemons are either low on characterization and/or the sex
wasn't entirely consensual.
The purpose of this series is basically this: characterization fict
using sex as the main point of issue. Despite being young, these kids
have been in positions where complex sexual situations may result, and
that is what I want to explore with this.
How was Tailmon able to evolve to Angewomon? She has her tail-ring back
which gives her the needed energy to momentarily be Angewomon.
BTW: I don't hate Daisuke, I really don't, but part of his character is
being rather unlucky. I can sympathize with it. Part of this series will
include Daisuke recovering from 'losing' Hikari. Unrequited love REALLY
SUCKS!
Most of my lemons can be found at http://www.mich.com/~archive/anime
The majority of my Ranma ficts as well as a few ficts from other series
like The Slayers can be found at
http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Fuji/9061/anime.html