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Vacation Dreamer

Author’s Note: Set during episode 16 of Digimon Tamers. Enjoy the story and R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Digimon series.

Pairings: Established Takato x Jian, established Hirokazu x Kenta.

Summary:

What misbehaviour can Matsuda Takato and his pals pull under minimum supervision?

Chapter 1

Swept by the waves…
Kaachan, wait for me…
I made a big catch…

Kitagawa Kenta’s protracted shriek carried the length of the bus, bleeding many an ear and squeezing many a tear.

Why would nobody do anything? Except for Guilmon, the obligated cheer squad at the back of the transport (Takato, Hirokazu, Taizou, Yuuji), a sleeping Nami-sensei, and a few masochists drawn to the karaoke disaster’s sheer atrociousness, every student riding toward Yodobashi Elementary’s fifth-grade camp lesson wished they were someplace else.

Kids had their hands over their ears, to mostly poor results.

Two visibly scowled at Kenta.

Coeds up either row physically wanted out.

There were like six of them who were sweating unnaturally, one of whom was passed out due to dizziness entirely related to his proximity to the mic, and another who looked like his heart might stop.

A girl was even carsick and a tight bend away from losing her breakfast on the windowpane. Good thing for everybody, the seat next to hers was vacant!

It wasn’t that Matsuda Takato was tone-deaf to Kenta’s horrible butchery of classic lyrics. He knew it was awful, whereas Guilmon danced to the buoyant energy, declaring Kenta’s singing “So fun!”

This meant, however, the Tamers’ intent to take a break from all these Wild One attacks was proceeding according to plan. More importantly, Guilmon had the chance to get up and move around after being snuck on board and sat on for the initial leg of the trip.

Takato couldn’t fight leaking the truth. “I feel sorry for you, Hirokazu. You’re stuck with that.”

Shiota Hirokazu grinned jovially. At some point, he’d told himself the same. “If his singing really bugged me, I wouldn’t be seeing him. Kenta needs me. We’re a package deal. Without me, he’d blow away. Did you know he rated highest in cholesterol among grade-schoolers in Shinjuku? Don’t let him know you know! It’s a secret!”

Yes, Kenta was unhealthily obsessed with the Digimon Card Game. But that described Hirokazu as well, and God, he loved the nerdy, green-haired four eyes.

“I was about to say I feel sorry for you too, Takato.”

“Yeah, Kenta’s voice is kind of grating. Hehe.”

“Not that! I’m talking about your boyfriend!”

“Lee-kun?”

“He’s on the other bus. It must suck he’s in Class 1 and we’re in Class 2!”

Takato leaned hard into his seat. “It’s not that long a bus ride…We’ll have lots of time once we reach the campgrounds. Remember our deal: Cover for us while we’re gone!”

“Only if you cover for me and Kenta!”

“Mm!” Takato reconfirmed the arrangement.

They’d rotate shifts. Takato and Jian would explore a mountain view of the city center and bring Guilmon and Terriermon to the river in the morning to play. Then they’d switch, giving Hirokazu and Kenta the following afternoon and night alone.

Thanks to their surly teacher, who hated her job, their scheme had a zero percent chance of failure, barring the unanticipated Realization of any hostile Digimon.

And let’s be real. What were the odds of that?

Chapter Text

Vacation Dreamer

Author’s Note: Set during episode 16 of Digimon Tamers. Enjoy the story and R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Digimon series.

Pairings: Established Takato x Jian, established Hirokazu x Kenta.

Summary:

What misbehaviour can Matsuda Takato and his pals pull under minimum supervision?

Chapter 2

The Tamers couldn’t catch a break. Jian was beating himself up over turning a blind eye to the Digimon they saw last night on the mountain summit, but his boyfriend stepped in to claim responsibility, accepting half the blame.

Dividing up fault was a notable element of their relationship. They identified each other’s weak spots in the short term, learning what improvements needed to be made in the long term so they could watch each other’s backs and not leave themselves vulnerable for an avoidable incident again.

Takato didn’t realize before grabbing a strap on the DA02 in Okumata just how much of their relationship was spent in and out of buses.

Even Tamers protecting the city from Digimon use public transit!

“Our god has become greater by devouring the light created by humans.”

They were in crisis mode, so…What was Takato so relieved about? What was he so happy about?

“I’m not relieved about anything!” and “I’m not happy about anything!” he’d blurted, repeating the answers he gave Nami-sensei.

The context had been different. With Nami-sensei, his loud pronouncements served to distract her while Guilmon was smuggled onto the bus. In this more urgent circumstance, the reason he was relieved and happy was Jian correctly hypothesized “the light” referred to electricity, and that Sinduramon would target the hydroelectric plant.

The blackouts which hit Tokyo proved it.

“Let’s hurry! He must be headed towards the dam!” Jian urged.

All business.

Taking into account a possessed owl had issued an ominous warning about its divine master growing more gigantic, Takato ought to have been more concerned. He wasn’t though, specifically because Jian was this focused on taking Sinduramon down now.

It was cool to witness him flipping the switch, going from on the fence to resolute.

The sooner they defeated Sinduramon, the sooner they could return to enjoying themselves.

This was supposed to be a getaway for them and their Digimon! Kung Pao Chicken had to come cock-a-doodle-doing, whapping Guilmon, Terriermon, Culumon, and Impmon against a cliff and ending their offhand swim meet!

Those two guys were probably making the most of the overtime the rooster Deva’s unwelcome appearance freed up. “Covering” seemed a less than adequate description of the duty Takato and Jian left Hirokazu and Kenta with. Nami-sensei was too occupied sunbathing to notice or care he and Jian ducked away from the group, so Hirokazu and Kenta got to do whatever they wanted in school swimsuits.

That should be me and Jian!

“Takato-kun, did you hear me?”

“Waa? Y-yes, Lee-kun! I’m listening! Wasn’t imagining Hirokazu and Kenta kissing in the tent, you can count on that!” he sputtered, almost launching Culumon off his hair.

The half-Chinese boy sighed. He understood. He understood. They’d have to make up for lost time later, after plucking this electricity-eating clucker’s wings.

Guilmon’s Fireball attack exploded near the power station. The Reptile-type and Terriermon were engaging Sinduramon, Child-stage rookies battling a Perfect-level Holy Bird.

And here Jian was hoping for a quiet vacation. Shame on him for being the biggest dreamer.