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[Leomon]

[bg=000000][atrb=style,border: 4px solid #701111;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] I'm obsessively thinking about you ★ ( just Compulsively trying to break you ) Leomon knew it wouldn't be long until he found Takato. It wasn't as if the child was being shy about where he was going or worried even a little about covering his tracks. It seemed like you couldn't go anywhere without hearing about the weird goggle kid who keeps asking for Guilmon. Leomon didn't really know all of what happened to Takato's partner, but the fact that his partner was killed as a result of it would never stop burning in the back of his mind. Crazy or not, Takato would suffer for what he did to Juri. Clawed fists tightening at the remembrance, Leomon tried to push on mindlessly. It would be easier if he didn't constantly bog himself down with the memory of when it happened. Easier still if he could just stop thinking about Juri for one instant. Leomon felt so heavy and tired whenever he thought about her for too long. He knew he wasn't supposed to be in this world anymore, but he couldn't leave without having his revenge. Maybe he'd just die in this world and then he could be happy. That wasn't something he liked thinking about either, but it seemed like all the things he hated thinking about came to mind the most. For the most parts the streets were rather quiet today though. It was late afternoon and Leomon wasn't exactly in the most popular area. Considering the time and the lack of a lot of people it probably wouldn't prove the most rewarding search day, though Leomon wasn't sure what he would be doing if he wasn't wandering the streets to look for Takato. It wasn't as if he had a home or anything like that where he could rest. Not that he felt like he could rest even if he had the proper place to do so. Circular thoughts Leomon told himself with a frown. The sidewalk beneath his paws felt somewhat cool, like it was later in the afternoon than it really was. The pavement usually cooled only after all of the sun was gone from the sky. Treading on, the digimon finally brought himself to a stop as he noticed something. It was the small little park that he and Juri and Takato and Guilmon all played at when they were young. In those days even Jianliang was around with his partner. The heaviness in Leomon's chest seemed to explode and suddenly he found himself walking over to sit on the swings quietly. Being there made it feel almost like Juri was still around. Like maybe she'd just walk around the bend and yell at him to follow her home. It was getting late. ★ And i'm all sorts of disorderly Words:449 ★ Tagged:Anybody I Supposes ★ Music:Modest Mouse Template by Usagi of on the edge

[takato matsuda]

[atrb=background,http://i882.photobucket.com/albums/ac26/nachtmare/TakatoMatsuda/takatotable_a.png][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,true][atrb=height,400,true] He hadn't been able to wipe the blood of his hands, his arms. It coated him, even onto the goggles which were hanging loosely around his neck now. Instead of a D-Bond in his hand, there had been a knife. The object that had been used just recently. Another person wouldn't listen to him. Instead, they had been trying to convince him that he was gone again. They were persistent, irritating. He told them to stop, to listen to him clearly. If they didn't know, they just needed to say so. THEY DIDN'T NEED TO TELL HIM THAT GUILMON WAS GONE! Then they touched his goggles. It was like a switch. Things suddenly got hostile. He didn't even realize how his hand swong and - STAB. STAB. STAB. STAB. STAB. When he was done, they were gone. His eyes widened slightly in confusion. Just how- what happened? Did he? He wasn't capable of doing such things, even if the knife was clearly in his dirtied hands. He could even still feel the warmth of their blood coating them. A cold smile slowly slipped onto his lips as he tilted his head slightly. If anything, he thought that they deserved it. He did warn them. It wasn't his fault if he snapped a little. They weren't exactly nice to begin with. Sometime later he ended up at the park, people seemed to avoid him for some reason. Others stared but said nothing. They wouldn't let him inside buildings anymore. He wondered if it had something to do with the knife he was carrying. At least no one had tried to stop him. The park would be the perfect place to clean himself up. The blood all over him was beginning to get a little sticky. He didn't like that. Without even bothering to look around, he made his way for the fountain at the center of the park and dunked his arms in its waters. The bloody knife fell into it as well, while he tried to clean his arms. Usually, he would have avoided the park. It was one of those places that held too many memories that he wanted to avoid. Too much laughter. He could hear it rise up into his ears again. Guilmon's laugh. Juri's. Even Jian's and Terriermon's. He didn't even bother wiping the water from his hands before covering his ears and shutting his eyes. NOTNOW. NOTNOW. NOTNOW. NOTNOW. There were places to go and a red dinosaur waiting. He had to go. What if he missed Guilmon again? He quickly finished washing most of the blood off him and the knife before heading out of the part to leave. Of course, there was something that caught his eye. A faint familiarity. Leomon. He recognized the lion, somewhat. The scar. He looked to the knife he held briefly before continuing. They weren't bothering each other, so he'd ignore him for now.

[Jianliang Lee]

[style=width: 304px; height:300px; border: 2px #0A0E42 dotted; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: gray;]_____"Terriermon why are you running?" Jianliang shouted after his mysterious little partner. They had been talking about how peculiar it was it be home again when Terriermon's ears perked up and he practically flew off of Jian's shoulders in a rush. "Come on, don't make me run without at least giving me a good reason already!" Because honestly Jian wasn't a very good runner. Not to say he couldn't run when he needed to, because that he could do fine, but when he just had to run for something like this he often got tired and bewildered rather quickly.

_____"It's important so just keep running!" Terriermon shouted back, not shy to take the lead or boss Jian around. "And anyway shouldn't you be shutting up to save your breath for running? You already sound fatigued!" Terriermon knew exactly what he was doing when he said that, because it wasn't a bossy rude statement as much as it was a challenge. A challenge that Terriermon knew his partner would step up to if only to prove his little digimon wrong. Terriermon silently snickered at his deviousness and continued rushing through the streets somewhat haphazardly.

_____Jian in the meantime pushed himself to speed up while stealing glances at his surroundings. It didn't take long for the young man to entirely recognize where they were going, but he didn't really understand why Terriermon wanted to go there. Maybe for the sake of nostalgia, but it still left Jian feeling a little unsettled. There was something that kept pulling on the back of his mind in the most uncomfortable way. It might have been good to go back to the old park where everyone used to hang out as kids though, so Jianliang tried to focus on the happy memories of his childhood as he followed.

_____Terriermon came to a sudden and dead stop as he rounded the corner though, which only made Jian speed up all the more. What the young man saw when he reached his partner also made him stop in his tracks cold. There were two in the park, both inciting such a flash-back that Jian almost had to pinch himself to see if it was real. But someone was still missing that should have been there. Jian knew what happened to Guilmon and why Takato was standing alone, but Leomon? Where was Juri and where did he get that scar on his chest?

_____Feeling almost entirely overwhelmed at the sight of his friend that he had come to Japan for, Jian froze in his place for what felt like an eternity. Terriermon though was focused on something else. The knife in his hand. "Takato what are you doing?" The digimon asked loudly and bluntly. Jian looked to Terriermon confused before he looked back and saw the weapon in his friend's fist.
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[Leomon]

[bg=000000][atrb=style,border: 4px solid #701111;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] I'm obsessively thinking about you ★ ( just Compulsively trying to break you ) The swing seemed to sway slightly under Leomon's figure, but the digimon couldn't be bothered to care. His eyes were cast to the dirt and his mind was lost somewhere in the past. In times like this it almost felt like nothing mattered. Like maybe Leomon should really just be in Asgard where he belongs. But honestly he wasn't entirely sure how to get there. After everything that happened with Takato and Juri it was almost like Leomon lost the most important parts of who he was as a digimon. Shouldn't he have been sent to Asgard without Juri? Why was he still even there? Then there was movement. Leomon furrowed his brow and clenched his eyes shut. It was probably just a kid out after his curfew or something of the same and honestly the digimon didn't want to see any kid playing. The park was probably the worst place for him to go considering. Splashing was the next thing he heard. Leomon's ears twitched slightly as he listened, still refusing to look up or open his eyes. The kid was just playing in the water, Leomon told himself. It wasn't too long until the splashing finally calmed and the child went about other business. It relaxed Leomon a little for it to be quiet. Quiet didn't last long though as a voice floated to his ears. A familiar voice that made the digimon feel like he was asleep and dreaming. Opening his eyes and looking up, Leomon saw the small form of Terriermon, staring blankly. Jenrya at his side. They looked upset though and Terriermon had said a name that made Leomon's fur ruffle. Takato. His feline gaze traveled slowly, looking towards where Jenrya and Terriermon were. The sight of the boy he so quested to massacre was almost ghostly. He was still wet from whatever he was doing in the fountain and a knife was in his hand. Growl raising in his throat, Leomon felt his claws tighten. The digimon's entire body went tense with anticipation. Jian might be a problem that he would have to deal with, but Takato was right there and Leomon wasn't going to pass up on the opportunity to bring him down. "Takato!" The beast roared, standing in a burst. His breath was coming in bursts, frantic and powerful. "You'll pay!" ★ And i'm all sorts of disorderly Words:389 D: ★ Tagged:Jiankato? ★ Music:Cee Lo Green Template by Usagi of on the edge

[takato matsuda]

[atrb=background,http://i882.photobucket.com/albums/ac26/nachtmare/TakatoMatsuda/takatotable_a.png][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,460,true][atrb=height,400,true] He didn't understand why Terriermon reacted strangely to him. Was that ... fear? He didn't understand it. Even Jenrya acted strangely. Why weren't they happy to see him? Shouldn't this be a joyous occasion? Guilmon would have been thrilled if he found out that he and Jenrya was back. When did they get back anyways? He thought they left for China permanently, didn't they? The thought made him frown. Was this another illusion? Was he still dreaming? He took a few steps back wearily. "Y - you ..." He gulped, his hands shaking. "You can't be real." He wanted to close his eyes and shake this illusion away. Maybe the sounds of their laughter before had fooled his eyes into thinking that Jian and Terriermon where actually here. But, all that changed when Leomon noticed him. He nearly jumped in surprise, hearing the lion's roar. The lion's tone was not at all friendly. Holding the knife up to Leomon, his hands were shaking. "W - what do you want from me?" He asked. The scar was still faint in his mind, pestering him as if he should have remember it. Takato still didn't fully recognize the lion despite all this.

[Jianliang Lee]

[style=width: 304px; height:300px; border: 2px #0A0E42 dotted; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: gray;]_____Nothing was adding up in Jian's mind. He could feel how twisted the situation was, but couldn't connect the pieces just right. Like I puzzle that had its pieces cut up even further, jagged and distorted. Since Guilmon was gone it was expected that Takato wouldn't be himself, but why did he have a knife. What good would that do him, Jian wondered with his hands shaking and his eyes wide. Takato looked so terrifying as he shook, muttering something about... not being real? "Please calm down. I'm here. I'm real. I don't..." Jian tried, but he couldn't finish.

_____Something was up with Leomon too. The beast was so full of rage as he roared, jumping up in a burst. Seeing Leomon so furious was alarming to Jian. The only picture in his mind was of Leomon in his previous form back when they were all children and they played together. Juri? Jian looked around one more time, hoping he'd see her somewhere nearby to stop Leomon from doing something drastic. "Damn it," Jian cursed as he threw himself between Takato and Leomon.

_____Terriermon nearly lost it as his partner moved though. The little digimon knew that something serious was wrong, but he knew that the instant he saw Takato. The knife was kind of hard to miss for the digimon. The feeling of alarm only intensified as he saw Takato's shaking hands holding up that knife towards Leomon, though Jenrya seemed to think himself a lovely human shield all of a sudden and if anyone was going to be stabbed it was going to be him. "Stop it right now!" Terriermon cried frantically, "What is even going on!? Why do you want to kill Takato and why, for the love of Yggdrasil, do you have a knife Takato!?"

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[Leomon]

[bg=000000][atrb=style,border: 4px solid #701111;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,3,true] I'm obsessively thinking about you ★ ( just Compulsively trying to break you ) Games, Leomon thought with rage coursing through ever faucet of his being. It must have been just some stupid squishy human game that little boy was pulling just now. There was no way he could forget that he had killed Juri. There was no way that he could forget the horrible thing that he had done no matter how insane he was. Did losing a partner really do this? Leomon growled harshly and continued to focus on the boy. He seemed to be staring at the scar that he had given Leomon on and off. Even if he wasn't remembering it all he knew that scar was important. Twinges of honor pestered at the back of the digimon's head. As much as he wanted to tear Takato apart it got harder when he didn't know the extent to which he deserved it. Leomon wasn't mad enough yet. Claws clenching tightly in anger, Leomon set his cold gaze on Jenrya. This boy shouldn't have been here. Maybe if he wasn't then Takato would have already been dead. Oh how Leomon longed for that! Jenrya seemed ready to meddle a little more, but couldn't muster the ability to say much of anything. Just as expected though Terriermon spoke up instead. The cheeky little digimon had always been the one blurt out everything. "Takato has done unforgivable things," Leomon grumbled in a sharp voice. Even if Jenrya and Terriermon were old friends he couldn't let them stop him from bringing justice to Takato. The boy would die by Leomon's hands someday, even if it meant barrelling through Jenrya and Terriermon. "Stay out of it. I have to kill him," Leomon's voice boomed furiously. His warning wouldn't keep them out of it most likely, but he gave them fair warning. ★ And i'm all sorts of disorderly Words:389 D: ★ Tagged:Jiankato? ★ Music:Cee Lo Green Template by Usagi of on the edge