[FFML] [Digimon03][R1/2] The Wild Tamer 4

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...Goodbye, Lisa... yeah, love you, too...

Wait, it�s you people again? Time for another episode already? Wow, time flies
away...
What? Who�s this Lisa, you ask? Oh, just my imaginary girlfriend- er, forget I
said anything.

Ahem! Aanywayyy! Are you ready to Rrrrrrrrrrrumbleee?!?!? Here we go!!
Disclaimer: I don�t own Digimon Tamers nor Ranma 1/2 -but I DO own a knock-off
Sakuyamon Action Figure I bought to a street vendor for about 4 US dollars. Ah!
The advantages of living in a Third World Country!
The Wild Tamer

by Otaku-Sama (ICQ 12832029)

Chapter 4: Meet Joe Guilmon

"....oohh, boyyy.... now, THIS is new..."

What was �new�, you might ask? Apart from this Chapter, I mean...
Well, the �new� whatever was... a Digimon. Yep, one of those fearsome,
magnificent creatures born from modern mythology -or clever merchandising, you
pick-. Yet somehow, it didn�t look as fearsom and magnificent as it sat and
picked it�s nose.

"...guess it�s no expert on etiquette..." sweat dropped Takato, while taking a
better look at it.

Mostly crimson in color, save for it�s white belly, black bands on it�s legs,
arms, tail, back and neck, the triangles on it�s snout, and the stylish symbol
on it�s chest. Also it had sharp-looking claws and talons, and were those red
bat wings on it�s head? Weird...

"Hey, waitaminute! You... you�re... Guilmon?!?!?!?"

About time you caught on, Taks!

At the moment, Takato was elated. Finally! A dream that DID come true! Now I can
have a friend that will hang around me and understand me and be with me
and-barbecue some rats with a fireball!?!?!?!

In-deed! An order of rat-burgers, well done, coming out! That was when Guilmon
finally took notice of the brown-haired kid, stood up, and pounced.

"Gaah! Not again!" Takato shrieked like a little girl, and shielded his face
with his arm. After all, his dad hadn�t gotten around to the
�deal-with-spooky-scaly-scary-monsters-with-your-bare-hands� classes yet. It was
scheduled for the next month -after the so-called �Juuban Fiasco�, it was
decided to add that little class to the normal schedule.

Ahem, anyway... as I was saying...

Takato wondered why the beating and screaming and kicking hadn�t started yet, so
decided to open his eyes. Also, he wanted to know what that cold and moist
sensation on his face was...

And saw Guilmon sniffing his face, with a cold and moist snout.

"Hey, stop, that! That tickles! Hahahahah-ugh, clean your nose, willya-no, not
with my hoody!"

Finally, Takato stood, and put a hand on Guilmon�s head. The Dino-Wonder nuzzled
against it.

"What do you say, boy-ugh sounds as if you were a dog...- I mean, buddy? wanna
go homo with me? C�mon, follow me!" Said the Tak-Man, as he held Guilmon�s paw
and dragged him behind, without any real resistance. Meanwhile, something
bothered the kid, even if he didn�t know what it was... oh, well, he�d figure it
out back home....

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Well, he DID figure it out back home...

"Man what I�m gonna tell my parents? They banned me from having pets -real,
mechanical or mystical that aren�t supposed to exist- since that baby phoenix
fiasco... damn, can�t believe I forgot about that..."

This humble narrator can�t help but sweat drop.

"Guess we�ll have to sneak up, huh, buddy?"

Guilmon just looked at him and seemed to smile.

Grabbing a nearby discarded box -it was big enough, having previously housed a
29-inches Sony TV-set-, he covered Guilmon with it and proceeded inside the
house, and was about to take the stairs, when...

"Hey squirt! Whatcha doing with that box?" Said the �Modern God of Martial Arts
And Good Looks��.

"Waahh-! Kof-I mean-nothing, dad! Heh, heh! Nothing at all! Nope, there�s no
Digimon inside this box! Hahahahahaha!!!"

"...okay. Sleep well!"

"...er, yeah, dad... g�night..." mumbled Takato, sweat dropping lightly, as he
grabbed the box -Guilmon still inside-, lifted it, and raced upstairs, and into
his room. With a sigh, he left Guilom down and out of the box.

"Phew, that was close! Now, what I�m gonna do with you... hey, watch it, Guil!
No, don�t! Those are my drawings and- hey, don�t eat my homework! My teacher
ain�t gonna believe me! Down, Guil, down!"

Restraining him a little, he thought: �Jeez, he�s just like a baby! Guess I�ll
have to teach him...�

"Okay buddy,listen: you�re Guilmon. Can you say Guilmon? Repeat after me:
Guiiiilll-mooonnn..."

".....guiiillll...mooonnnn..?"

"Yeah, man! That was great! Now, I�m Takato. Say it..."

"...ta..kato..."

"Yes, yes!"

"...moooon...?"

"...no, no... I�m not a �mon... just Takato, ok?"

"...just... Takato...mon... ok...?"

Yes, Takato face faulted at that one. You can too if you want, honored readers.

"Ouch, my nose... wait, I know..."

Rummaging on his stuff, he searched for one of the gifts his Uncle Ryoga used to
get him from his travels.

"...let�s see... Batarang, a monkey�s paw, a �girly-looking-rod-with-a
-heart-shaped-astronomic symbol-on-top� -wonder why did he give it to me... and
where did he get it from...-, a Matrioshka doll, a bag of pocket lint, box of
coins from all over the world, Chilean lapis-lazuli stone, miniature Moai
statue... ah, here it is!"

Takato pulled up a pair of goggles, just like those from the Digimon Adventure
Anime. As he recalled, Uncle Ryoga has gotten them from this kid with really
spiky hair that wore a leather jacket with a flame design. Sometimes Takato
would wonder about this, but surely his Uncle couldn�t get lost in an anime,
could he? Naah...

Putting them on, he half turned to Guilmon, and with a confident grin asked:

"Hey, Guil, how do I look? Pretty cool, huh?"

"...heeheeheeheeh!!" giggled our Jurassic-Park extra "...Takatomon looks
funny!!"

Takatomon had to sigh on that one-no use getting mad at his new buddy, he was
too damn adorable anyway...

"..let�s just go to sleep..."

"Oooookayyy!!"
Later that night, the door was opened, and Ranma took a peek inside Takato�s
room. As usual, he slept sprawled on his futon, snoring softly, his covers
tangled. Guilmon was sleeping under some clothes, so he couldn�t be seen, but
Ranma knew better.

�Whatever this...pet...is, it doesn�t feel to have an aggressive Ki. I�ll let
you keep your secret for a while, �till I can talk Mie into not calling Animal
Control-or the JSDF...�

Being careful not to wake anybody, Ranma closed the door and went back his and
his wife�s room.

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"...Ruki, a Digimon has appeared."
"...where?"
"The Park. Are we going?"
Yawn..."Of course we are, Renamon. Let�s go."

Takato woke to some soft growling. Rolling over, he saw Guilmon, intensely
staring ot the window at some light column. It seemed to be at the park...

"G-guilmon...? What�s....what�s wrong...."

"Grrrr..... Digimon.... bad... there..."

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"Digimodify! Power Activate"

"Diamond Storm!!!!"

With a final cry of pain, the Fuugamon formerly known as Goblimon burst into
data bits, which were absorbed by Renamon.

"Let�s go, Renamon."

�What? No �Good job, Renamon�? No �Glad you�re OK, Renamon�? NooOOOooo, not from
the Digimon Queen!!! One of these days, POW! Right on the kisser!� "Of course,
Ruki."politely said the yellow kitsune-ish Renamon.

�Why do I have the feeling that someone is laughing at me...� silently wondered
Ruki. Let�s not tip her off, shall we, my dear readers?

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"....okay. let�s sleep!!" merrily chirped Guilmon, and did just so.

"..." went Takato, shook his head, and went back to his futon.

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The next day, Takato went to the bakery portion of their home, and started to
stuff his schoolbag, pockets and a couple of grocery bags with stale bread.
Then, his mother appeared.

"Good morning sweetie, what are you doing?"

"Oh, just taking the bread for lunch, as usual, mom."

"M-hm, you sure you carry enough?"

"Yeah, mom, don�t worry! Bye!"

"Bye sweetie, have fun!" �Gee, my son�s early for school two days in a a row! My
baby is growing up sooo fast!�

What can I say, you know how mothers are?

On the street, down his room�s window, Takato called up for Guilmon.

"Hey, buddy! You can come down now, I�ll catch you! On the count of three! One-"
THUMP!!

"...Takatomooon...?...where..?"

"...mmmph hrmph...."

"...why Takatomon there? sleeping?"

"Urgh, no, buddy, forget it... just follow me..."

Merrily, Guilmon followed his partner to an off-the-way alley, where several
cardboard boxes littered the ground. In mere instants, the boxes became a
makeshift corral, where guilmon would have to stay.

"Okay, lil� buddy! You�ll have to wait for me here, but I�ll be back in a few
hours! Now, here�s some bread, so you don�t get hungry. Here, you take one like
this, chew on it" he chewed a little, and...
"and the you swallow. Try to eat slow, so you don�t choke, OK?"

"...oookayyy!!!!"

"Don�t forget, stay here and wait for me! Bye, Guil!!" And off he went, leaving
a happily munching Digimon behind.

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Ah, PE class! Takato�s favorite subject in school, apart from art and home
economics -a Saotome may not like to clean, but a Saotome apreciates how to
cook, that�s for sure-.

"Okay children, today the boys will be having long-jump test. Saotome goes
first, and you know the drill."

"Sure, Sensei. Hey, �Kazu, Kenta! Gimme a hand, wiil ya?"

"OK!" was their answer, as they climbed on Takato�s back. Then, he run and
jumped.

"...your dad has been grilling you again lately, hasn�t he?" Stated the PE
Instructor, as he sweat dropped heavily. Ten foot! The kid jumped Ten friggin�
foot! With two boys on his back! If he wasn�t just ten years old, he would have
drafted him for every single sports team they had! Oh, boy, can�t wait till the
kid gets to High School!!

"Whew! That was hard! You can get off, �Kazu."

"No way! Wanna try that ride again, it�s fun!!"

"...you�re weird, Hirokazu..." said Kenta, as he dragged a complaining Visor-boy
away from Takato.

"Heh, those two won�t ever cha-what the!!!"

What the? well, when a familiar, walking cardboard box with the Sony logo on it
passed far away, on it�s way to the school entrance, he felt that �What
the!!!�was the right thing to do. He had to find Guilmon before someone else
does!

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Takato was feeling waaay down. With all the things that happened -the claw marks
on a classroom door, the spooked-half-to-death principal, the ransacking of all
the kitchen�s bread... it was just too much.

"I told him to stay there, to not follow me... why didn�t he listen to me!?!"

"It was your Digimon, wasn�t it?" an unfamiliar voice spoke, softly but firmly.

"Wha-- ho-how do you know?" asked Takato, and stared at the source of that
voice.

Under a tree, a boy about his age stood. Dark bluish hair, grey eyes, tan skin.
Dressed with a bright orange sleeveless vest that looked like a life preserver
of some sort.

"It�s hard to be a Digimon Tamer... and once you receive your D-Ark and your
Digimon Partner, there�s no way back." Then, a small figure appeared from the
tree, jumped down and took the boy�s hand.

"You... you have a ...."

"Terriermon�s the name! Don�t wear it!" Cheerfully said the green creature. "And
you should be more responsible with your partner, you know? You aren�t starting
with your right foot with being a Tamer..."

"Terriermon!! Don�t be rude!"

"Momentai, Jenrya! It�s just a joke!"

Takato wasn�t listening anymore: Terriermon�s first statement felt... right...
and... it hurt....

�Remember, son: as Martial Artist, we have great power, but also great
responsibility. We are responsible for the safety and well-being of those who
depend on us...�

As he recalled his father�s words, a single tear scaped his eyes, running down
his face, only to find death on the dusty ground...

�I... I should have been... more responsible... not let him... alone.... it�s...
it�s my fault...�

Crying silently, Takato took off, leaving two startled friends behind in a dust
cloud.

�Guilmon... where are you... I�m sorry, so sorry... please Guilmon, where are
you..!!!�

Hastily climbing the stairs, he reached the school�s roof. There, he could try
and look for his wayward friend.

"Where are you, buddy... where are-"

There he was, sitting near the roof�s edge, awed watching the sunset as it set
the horizon on fire.

�So innocent... he depends on me... I�m responsible for him... I�m... I-I�m...�
"Guilmooonnn!!!!!!"

Hearing his name, Guilmon turned. "Hi Takatomoooonn!!!" and run to his Tamer,
tackling him to the ground.

Takato hugged his friend fiercely, and couldn�t help but sob in both relief and
self-disappointment.

"I-I was so worried, Guil! I�m sorry I left you alone! I�m so sorry sorry
sorry..."

"Takatomon? You sad? Why...?" was Guilmon�s gentle question, as he delicately
cleared Takato�s tears with his claws.

"I-i was s-sad �cause... �cause I thought... you were l-l-leaving me..."

"...Guilmon is friend... Guilmon not leave...stay with Takatomon..."

"R-really? Even after I le-left you... alone..?"

"Really! But Guilmon huuuungryyy! Takatomon and Guilmon go eat, yes?"

Seeing the cheerfulness his partner exuded, Takato couldn�t help but feel happy
again.

"Haha! Sure thing, buddy! Let�s go!"

So, hand in hand, and with light hearts, the two friends left the school.

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"Takatomoon? Guilmon is hungry..."

"Just a minute, Guil. First, we�ll find somewhere to hide you. You know, a house
all for yourself" Said Takato with a smile, as he marveled as how fastly was his
friend learning to speak more coherently, yet without losing his cheerfulness.

"Yay! Guilmon�s own house! Yeah!"

"Yeah, Guil, you very own-" Takato stopped himself: something felt wrong, as if
some was about to...

An attack! From the left! Even without seeing clearly who was their assailant,
Takato moved himself to protect Guilmon.

A lightning fast fist flew to them, but Takato was just as fast. He blocked the
punch with his left forearm, realizing his foe was abnormally strong,and sensing
his opponent�s surprise, took advantage of it to deliver a devastating straight
punch to his foe�s torso.

His foe flew a few feet backwards with a grunt, but managed to flip itself onto
it�s feet, and assume a fighting stance. Only then, did Takato see who tried to
ambush them.

It was a Digimon: a yellow fox he knew was called Renamon. He had to gulp at
that: fighting gangs and mad cultists was one thing, but fighting Digimon...
boy, did he wish his dad had trained him on advanced techniques already, a
ki-blast would have been really useful!!

"What pathetic Digimon needs his Tamer to fight for him?" coldly said a voice
from the shadows. "Move aside before Renamon walks all over you."

Takato couldn�t believe it! It was the girl of his dream!-wait, that didn�t
sound right... anyway, worry about it later. We have other things to do...

"Why did you attack us!?!?! We haven�t done anything to deserve it!!!!"

"Humph. Digimon are made for combat. That�s all the reason I need. Renamon, get
ready."

Takato was REEAALLY worried now. He didn�t know how long would he last against
Renamon, and knew very well that he had no defense against her Special
Techniques. Glancing aside, he saw Guilmon, his eyes feral -almost insane-,
growling menacingly to the Yellow Fox.

�No! I can�t let Guil fight now! He�s too young! He doesn�t know how to fight!
Damn, no choice... I�ll have to do it...�

Takato flexed his arms, tool an aggressive battle stance, glared firmly to his
foes, and in a steady, serious voice, said...

"You leave me no choice... I�ll have to use my Special Secret Technique with
you..."

Ruki rised one eyebrow at this. �Gotta handle it to him... he has guts...�

Renamon�s face was a stony mask, but her thoughts weren�t.

�I�ve never seen such a warrior spirit in a human... he must have something
really impressive up his sleeve...� Thinking so, Renamon took a defensive
stance.

"Musabetsu Kakutou Saotome Ryuu Secret Technique!!!" Yelled the Gogglehead while
thrusting a fist to the skies. Renamon and Ruki took a step back.

Then Takato grabbed Guilmon, slung him over his shoulder, releasing a powerful
shout:

"Run Away!!!!!!"

...and tore down the path, only a cloud of dust behind him.

Both Ruki and Renamon felt it was the right moment to face fault, and did so.

"...that was... unexpected..." said Jenrya with a large sweat drop on his head.

"...Momentai..."

Both turned from where they were about to stop the fight, still not believing
what they saw...

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"Ok, Guil, whaddaya think? Like your new house?"

"Nice! It�s big and has a roof and the park is pretty and Guilmon likes it!"

"He, I�m glad... Now, I gotta go to my home tonight. Are you going to be
alright?"

"Sure, Takatomon! Don�t worry!"

"Ok, and tomorrow morning I�ll bring you lots of bread to eat."

"Yay! Bread bread bread bread and more bread!"

"Good night Guilmon, sleep well"

"G�night, Katomon!!"

With a final smile, the two friends parted until the next day.
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Phew! I�ve never written so much besides college! -yeah, I�m a college student
that watches Digimon, you can laugh now...-

Now, let�s review the reviews!
To Canis Black: Don�t worry your head with pairings as of yet. I confess I�m
something of a Rukato fan, but for a Ranma-style Fanfic you need at least a
romantic triangle, altought more complex polygons are preferable... :P For the
sock puppet... wasn�t it possessed by D-Reaper for a while?

To Ran: Takato IS a Saotome, but Juri is NOT an Ono, she just had the bad luck
to have an Ono optometrist. Blame Hitomi for the Fogged Glasses Curse, even if
it�s not really her fault...
Takato�s Gramps going for the Tendo Engagement? Heh, don�t think Ranma would
allow that...
Our Goggle headed Hero WILL have girl problems... bigger than you think! As for
the other stuff.. not very likely.

To Josh: first: get a mail account from someone else, Hotmail ain�t exactly
state-of the-art...
second: a whip!?!? I�m starting to wonder about your tastes, buddy...
third:call me a Baka again, and I�ll introduce you to my attorneys: Colt, Smith
& Wesson, Inc.
fourth:...you realize you wrote the "I�ll flip for them" on a public forum,
haven�t you... they WILL read it...
fifth: finally you say you liked the chap! about time!

To Liiya Wolf: nope, don�t need them... but I do have a funny scene in my
head... as for Ruki and Takato�s First Contact, how was it, uh?

To Sora Potter: uh, never mind... but you should wear a hard hat if you�re fond
of teasing Foxymon...

To Ranko Ketchum: You�ve got mail.

To Everybody who Read and Don�t Review: MEANIEESS!!!! WHAAAAAA!!!!

Finally it�s over! See you later!

Otaku-Sama (ICQ 12832029)