Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Wild Tamer ❯ Char-Broiled ( Chapter 9 )

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Oh, 'Digimon Tamers' and 'Ranma 1/2' either.


The Wild Tamer


By Otaku-Sama (ICQ 12832029 AIM OtakuuSama)


Chapter 10: Char-Broiled.

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"...okay, kids, let's call it a day, okay?"

" huff, puff... sure thing... dad... huff" "okee-dokee, Sensei-mon!"

Ranma smiled in contentment. His two students were making giant leaps on their mastery of the Art.
Not only was Guilmon a natural -he took to the Tendo-Ryuu's more earth-based style like a Phoenix to a
volcano-, but his sparring sessions with Takato had sparked a new drive in his son's own quest for mastery.
'After all,' he thought, 'there´s nothing like a challenging sparring partner to keep you on your toes. And Guilmon's
there everyday for Takato, instead of getting lost in Namibia or something! At this pace, he would be ready
for the Ki-focusing training in a week or two!'

"...hey dad, what are you thinking about?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing important. Why don'tcha go ahead, squirt? Your mom'll be waiting for you, and
I feel like walkin' under the stars for a while..."

"...mom got you on the doghouse again, huh?"

"Wha!?! No!! Aww, just go home, kiddo!"

"Heh, heh! Okay, dad! Bye, Guilmon! Sleep well!" "Bye, bye, 'Kato-Mon!! G'night, Sensei-mon!"

With a wry smile, Ranma watched as his son trotted back home, while his new student went to sleep.
He went down the stairs, walked down the narrow path for a minute, and...

"Ya know? You're some noisy stalker. Why dontcha come here?"

"...heh, if tha ol' man wantsta play Kung-Fu with tha Mighty Impmon, who am I ta say no, huh?"

Impmon sauntered from the bushes to the man's front, smirking devilishly.

"Heh, betcha wettin' yer pants just by watchin' me! Impressed?"

"...not really. Now why dontcha be a nice lil' Digimon and tell me what's on that Teddy-Bear head of yours?"

Impmon faltered a bit. This wasn't going according to script!

"Who ya calllin' 'Nice lil', ya Chinaman!! Wanna piece a me?!?!" sneered the Imp, while lifting a finger
-not THAT finger, dammit!!- and summoning a fireball over it's tip.

"Hey, not bad. Betcha I can do better!"

"Hah! Alzheimer gatcha a'ready, Pops?"

'Pops, huh? We'll see...' thought Ranma, and lifted his own finger, where a ball of light, the size of a golf
ball, coalesced.

Did I say golf ball? I meant, the size of a baseball...

...uuhh... a volley ball...

...a medicinal ball...?

...the size of Aunt Emma's County Fair's First Prize Pumpkin?!?!?!

Impmon dusted the dirt from his dropped jaw and reattached it. He stared at Ranma's Big Ball of Ki, then
at his Zippo-sized flame. Big Ball. Zippo. Big Ball. Zippo.

"Gaah!! How come yer's bigga than mine!!!"

Ranma just shrugged. "Hey, they don't call me 'Wild Horse' for nothin' you know?"

The double meaning went past over Impmon's head... then again, Ranma didn't catch it either...

"....hahahahahah!! Just jokin' 'round, man!! Really!! No sweat, 'kay?!" said a frantic Impmon, waving his arms
as if trying to fly, dismissing his fireball like a birthday cake's candle.

Ranma just shrugged again and reabsorbed his Ki. "Hey, don't sweat it, kid. I ain't your father, you know?
As long as you don't go around hurtin' people, I'm cool. See you 'round, Smiley."

Without glancing back, Ranma went past Impmon and down the path. Ten minutes later...

"...yeah, run 'way, Pops!! Yer no match fer tha Mighty Impmon, anyway!! Bwahahahahah- betta go before
he comes back..."

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The next day at school, during the first break, Takato's schoolmates were discussing what Ms. Asagi had
told them earlier.

"..I can't believe there's some kid scaring the couples at the Park!! And with firecrackers! Somebody
could get hurt, you know?"

"No kidding! I bet it's some boy like the ones on our grade! They are all soooo immature!!"

"Hey!! I resent that!! We are not immature!!" Said Kenta, ticked off.

"Yeah, we ain't im-imma- we ain't little kids!! Nyaaa!!" Raspberried Hirokazu. Kenta just sighed.

Takato looked up from his third lunch box.

"Um, girls? Do you really think we all are immature?"

The girls stopped their rants dead, and turned towards the young Saotome.

"Noooo!! O-of course not, Takato-Kun!! Tee-hee!!" Giggled a blonde, twin-ponytailed girl on a
striped t-shirt.

"...ummm... there are exceptions... very nice exceptions..." quietly said a shy girl with very
short dark bluish hair.

"Yeah, that's right!! Exceptions!! Isn't that right, Juri-Chan!?"

"W-w-why, Ta-takato-Kuuuun!! What are you doing here at the Tea House!?!?!?! Teeheeheeheeheeh!!!"

Takato just smiled to the assembled girls, who decided to giggle embarrasedly -or bang their heads on
their desks and pass out-.

"How come Chummly has all the girls wrapped 'round his pinky, and not notice it?!?!?! And why can't we!?!?!"

"...Oh, I don't know, 'Kazu... because we suck?"

"...you just had to be the realistic type, didn't you, Kenta..."

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"...and that's the story. What do you thin, Jen?"

Jenrya pondered the issue, while putting his hand on his chin, on a pose he had been practicing
to make him look cool and smart.

"...the most probable cause would be a Digimon..."

"...yeah... that, or Master Happosai has toned down his Happo-Daikarin bombs and started playing
pranks... he IS old enough to be on his... twentieth childhood..."

"...oooookayyyy... anyway, I heard some teachers are volunteering to go to the Park tonight, to find
out if it is one of our classmates."

"To the Park? Jen, what if they find Guilmon! They might take him away!"

"Momentai, 'Kato!! I'm sure everthing will be alright!"

"...you need a new speechwriter, Terriermon..."

"Hey! It's my trademark, you know?"

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"Chief Yamaki? Reporting that, at 2045 hours local time, an energy source of Digital nature was detected.
Point of intersection with Real World: grid point Q-13, Azimuth 45. Currently unmoving."

"Dammit, another wild one... get tracers and Yuggoth ready. Understood?"

"As you wish, Agent Y!"

Yamaki stiffened and grumbled away his annoyance.

"Hey, Megumi" whispered the redheaded operator "why do you tease Yamaki so much?"

Megumi shrugged. "It's no my fault the guy drives an old black Ford LTD, Reika... I think he actually likes it!"

"...you're weird, Megumi..."

"I know!"

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"Hey Guil... why do you bury you bread?"

"...this way, Guilmon's bread is more fresher... and Guilmon still not get the fridge Guilmon mail ordered..."

Takato stared a little. 'I swear, I don't know where is Guilmon getting his education from!!'

"....aaanyway... hey Guil, I want you to promise me something, okay? Some people are going to come to
the park looking for some troublemaker kid, but they might find you instead. So don't come out of your shed, okay?"

"Gotcha, 'Kato-mon. Stay in shed. No problemo."

"...Good, Guil, now I feel better. See you tomorrow! Good night! Let's go, dad!"

"Bye-bye, 'Kato-mon! Bye Sensei-mon!"

Once father and son left, a navy blue figure with a white face appeared. With his hands behind his neck, he lazily
strolled towards Guilmon's shed. Peering inside, he saw Guilmon practicing a few Kata from his last lesson.

"...waddaheck ya doin', ya Pineapple Head!?! Modern Dance or sumpthin'?!?"

"Hya! Ha! Hyaa! Haiyyaa!"

"...jus' who d'ya think y'are, Jackie Chan?! Quit doin' that thing! I know more fun stuff to do!!"

"Hyyea! Ha! Ho-A! Hayyya! Hoah!"

"...are you listenin'!?!?! Come outta there before I drag ya kickin' an' screamin'!!"

"Hooooya! Hya hya hya hya!!"

"...aww c'mon... it'll be fun... really..!"

"....hooOOOOYAAAH! Hieyaa!!"

"...of all the idiotic... I'm outta here..." said Impmon, while grumbling under his breath, while walking away.

"...hhyyyyYYAAAH!! Phew, that was good- huh? Guilmon was sure Guilmon heard someone talking..."

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"Hey squirt" began Ranma "I gotta go buy a new lightbulb for the backdoor's light. Wait here, okay?"

"Sure thing, dad!" And off Ranma went, leaving Takato watching the skies, trying to gaze at the few stars visible
from the city. So, he wasn't paying attention when he turned around, and bumped into-

"Oh, sorry, I wasn't looking-"

-a jerky-looking police officer.

"Just what are you doing here at this time, boy?!"

"What? Nothing! Just waiting for my dad!"

"Don't you lie to me! I bet you're that firecracker kid we're lookin' for!"

"Whaddya say!? No!! You got the wrong guy!"

"Don't talk back to me! You're coming with me-"

"Mind telling me what's going on here?" said a calm voice -an almost too calm voice-

The cop growled and turned around-

"Mind your own business-"

-only to stare on a broad, muscled chest, covered by a crimson Chinese shirt. Gazing up slowly, he met
with a couple of blue, icy, very stern eyes piercing his own. Yeah, the battle aura blazing around this new guy
was scary, too...

"...again, why are you threatening my son?"

The officer was shaking and quaking like there was no tomorrow -which was probably true for him-. Why
was so cold so suddenly?!

"Gah-gah-gah-gah-gah-"

"I take it we can go now, Officer?"

"Gah-gah-gah-gah-gah-"

"...I thought so. C´mon, squirt!"

"Coming, dad! Good Bye, Mr. Officer!"

"Gah-gah-gah-gah-gah-"

...for those who wonder why Takato doesn't have a single mean bone in his body, the reason is obvious.
Ranma kept them.

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"...s toopid Pineapple-Head...playin' Bruce Lee...bet he can't go to da bathroom by himself-hey,
whaddwe have here?"

Impmon stared at the foggy image of the Digital Field that hovered twenty foot over the ground.

"...wonder who's da sucka stuck in there..."

Smelling the chance for some fun, he jumped up trash can-to-fence-to-lamppost-to-ledge-to-roof,
until he was at the same eye level with...

"Whoa! A Devidramon! Hah! Da big sucka's too big ta move inside da friggin' Field! Whasdamadda, ya fool?
Feelin' cooped up? Nya nya nyaaa!!"

Saying that Devidramon was getting mighty pissed would be an understatement the size of Ranma's ego
after a good fight with, say, anyone. So it was pretty natural for him to growl at the Imp.

"Bwahahahahah! Who's a big fool, huh? Yeah, y'are, yeah, y'are!! Bwahahahah!!!"

Of course, Impmon was too busy having the time of his life, to notice his sharp finger poke at the Field...

'Pop!' Went the field...

'Grrrrrrr...' went Devidramon...

'...aww nuts...' went Impmon before doing his impersonation of a bat out of hell.

Devidramon glanced at his surroundings, noticing it's new freedom. It was a good time for it to launch a feral
and evil roar, declaring this new world as its, and challenging anybody to it.

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Takato was chuckling a little. Heh, yeah, his dad had scared the socks off that poor police officer with the
Soul of Ice technique, but in doing so, he had deep frozen the light bulb he had shopped, and it cracked open... so
he had to back to the hardware store to get a new one-

-wait! What was that shadow?!?!

Takato looked up, and was shocked to see a gliding Devidramon!! It was going to the bridge over Main Avenue that connected the Park with the new Federal Building! Man, now THIS meant trouble!!

The youngest Saotome took off his D-Ark, and summoned the Compass/Scan function. Yep, as he half expected,
Guilmon was already on his way towards Devidramon.

'Can't leave my partner alone in this battle, now, can I... Dad'll catch up...'

With this thoughts in his mind, Takato took off towards the battle.

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Yamaki Tetsuo sat in his office, brooding on his life, his work, and his co-workers, while nursing a small flask
of scotch.

"...nobody respect me... everybody calls me 'Yamaki the Nutjob', 'Man-In-Black Yamaki'..."

He paused his session of self-pity to watch Devidramon glide past his office window, and put away his flask.

"...'Yamaki the TK-Lookalike'... 'Yamaki Without a Life'... yeah, nobody respects me..."


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Near the infamous bridge, four people met.

"Okay, Renamon, let's-what are you doing here, Blue Boy!?!"

"I have a name, you know?" frowned Jenrya. Just what was wrong with this girl, anyway!?!?

"Whatever. As long you don't give me that 'give the guy a chance before deleting him' spiel, I don't care
if you call yourself Marianne!"

"Uuhh.... neither is the case, believe me..." said a sweatdropping Jenrya, trying to ignore Terriermon's snickers.

"If we're done socializing, we can go back to butt-kicking. Renamon, do your stuff."

"That will not be possible, Ruki: Devidramon has become the prey of Guilmon and Takato-San."

Hastily turning to Devidramon's direction, the foursome saw the Crimson Dinosaur and the Young Fighter
playing hit-and-run with the Demon Dragon's massive claws.

"...that idiotic boy! He'll get killed!!"

"...I am concerned for his safety as well, Ruki, but I cannot insult him by interfering... I'm sorry..."

"But we still can be close enough to help them if they need us! Let's go!"

Knowing that the blue haired boy's words were true, the foursome rushed towards the battlefield.


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"Hyaa!! Take that, you Mass-Production-Evangelion wanna-be!!"

Takato weaved through Devidramon's punches and slashes like a demented ping-pong ball, managing to distract
the evil Dreadnaught enough to allow Guilmon's stronger strikes and Pyro-Spheres to do the damage, without becoming
a target himself. However, the damage they made was minimal, and they were getting tired.

"This.. is... bad...!! Ooof!!!" Complained Takato as a glancing blow managed to catch his side, knocking him on a
nearby wall. Seeing his Tamer being hit, Guilmon was distracted for a split second, which was enough for Devidramon to
capture him with it's clawed tail.

"Gaaah!! Ta-kato-mon...!!" managed to gasp Guilmon, as Devidramon's overwhelming strength started to suffocate him.

Devidramon was grinning maniacally: finally he had caught one of the annoying pest! He would enjoy squeeze the
life out of the little vermin, feeling it's bones shatter before absorbing it's data, and that other pest would be next!

"Guilmon!!!" Shouted Jenrya, while Terriermon prepared himself to jump into battle. Renamon and Ruki glanced at each
other and nodded once. Ruki took off her cards and was ready for some major card-slashing, when-

"GRAAAAAAGGGH!!!!!"

-when Devidramon's enraged and pain-filled roar chilled them to the spot. Wondering what had happened, they saw the
cause of Devidramon's pain: a metal bar was deeply plunged into one of the monster's blood-red eyes.

"Nobody hurts my friends when I'm around, you freak!! Nobody!!!!"

The Tamers and Digimon snapped their heads towards the voice, and gasped.

There stood Takato, near a fence made of steel bars, his clothes tattered and dirtied with concrete dust, a deep
scowl on his face... and he was shining with a bright blue aura that surrounded him like spectral fire! With barely any effort,
he teared another steel bar from where it was welded to the fence, and holding it like a lance, he run towards his enemy.

"Gyaaaah!!!!"

With a battlecry, he jumped over Devidramon's barreling claw, landing on it's forearm, and ran over it towards it's face,
impromptu staff at ready-

Slam!!!!

-when Devidramon's other fist knocked him away, sending him flying.

"Takato!!!!!" "'Kato!!!!!" "Takato-San!!!!" "Goggleheeaaaad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


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Hidden from the other's view, Culumon watched horrified how his friend was ran over by a claw-shaped locomotive.
Frozen to do anything, he didn't notice his forehead's mark shine a bright red...


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Guil mon saw horrified as his Tamer, his friend, his sparring partner, went flying, maybe to his death... so when
he felt the foreign power that could help him defeat this evil being, he embraced the gift without questions. He felt as his
body was torn apart and reassembled in a bigger, more powerful shape. He wondered how he didn't feel any pain while
he ceased being Guilmon, to become...


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"Growmon!!!"

Jenrya and Terriermon stared open-mouthed at the just evolved Guilmon. Damn, but was he big!

Ruki and Renamon were in awe too, but were too busy kneeling beside Takato's prone form to let their jaws
get slack. Turning their attention to the Gogglehead, they saw -both for their amazement and relief- that he had
opened his eyes.

"G-guilmon... Digivolved... good..."

"Shh... do not strain yourself, Takato-San... you have been grievously injured..." said Renamon, as she
rested Takato's head on her lap.

"It's okay, ...Rena-chan... don't worry..." said Takato, looking into Renamon's jade eyes, and smiling
weakly at her.

Renamon wondered why her cheeks felt so warm, and Ruki wondered why she felt so annoyed all of a sudden...

Meanwhile, Growmon was in a contest of strength with Devidramon, both trying to push down the other.

"This isn't good" muttered Jenrya "Guilmon has just evolved, and he might not be totally in control of himself...
and without Takato's advice..."

Jenrya's babbles silenced when Growmon twisted, pushed Devidramon with his hip, and performed
a flawless Judo throw, rattling Devidramon's bones when it landed on it's back.

"...you were saying, Marianne?" snipped Terriermon, while Jenrya was too stunned to reply to the barb.

Ruki watched amazed, when she felt a warm hand over her own. Glancing down, she saw it was Takato's.

"Ru-ruki-Chan... my cards... my D-Ark... give me them, please..."

Trying to ignore her warm cheeks -and Renamon's annoyed look-, she asked where they were.

"The cards... in my pocket... the D-Ark... under my shirt..."

NOW she blushed big time. With a shaky hand, she searched for the cards in his pocket. She couldn't help but
notice how well muscled his leg felt... When she aimed for the D-Ark on his chest, she noted that Renamon already had
her paw under his shirt, and was already pulling out the red-on-white device.

"Here you go, Ruki..." said Renamon through clenched teeth.

"Thank you, Rena..." answered Ruki likewise.

After a few sparks flew between their eyes, they gave Takato his Digital Combat Equipment.

Meanwhile, Growmon's and Devidramon's fight had kept going. While Devidramon seemed slightly faster and stronger, Growmon used all his new martial knowledge to his advantage, which kept the fight mostly even. Suddenly, the Red Dragon
feinted a kick, earning a charge from Devidramon. Sidestepping his foe, Growmon tripped Devidramon to the ground.
He grabbed the still stunned Devidramon, and after a few spins, he launched him straight up, and prepared himself for
his special attack-

"Now! Power Activate!" said Takato, while slashing the card.

-when he felt his power increase incredibly! With a mighty shout of "Exhaust Flame!!", a river of fire exploded
from his maw, engulfing and obliterating Devidramon in a virtual hell. Afterwards, only raw data remained, data that Growmon
hastily absorbed.

"...Girls? Please, could you help me up?" asked Takato tiredly. Delicately, Ruki and Renamon complied, being careful
to support him, by putting one of his arms around each of their shoulders. The innocent and sincere smile he gave them while
thanking them had them blushing again.

Carefully, they took Takato to Growmon, who was panting slightly from the effort this battle had taken. Suddenly,
the giant Dino-Dragon swiveled his head towards the three, and closed in.

Ruki and Renamon tensed at seeing this, and took a step back-

"Don't worry, Rena-Chan, Ruki-Chan... Growmon won't hurt us... ain't that right, buddy?"

"'Kato-Mon's right... you're all our friends... and you helped 'Kato-mon... thanks..."

Renamon and Ruki were about to answer, when...

"...damn Sears... figures they have all kinda stuff -even lawn tractors- but they don't have a lousy light bulb-"

Ranma stopped to see the demolished bridge, the quite improbable Growmon, Jenrya and Terriermon watching
from the sidelines, Ruki and Renamon holding his son, and Takato looking quite beaten up.

"...guess you've all been busy... gee, squirt, I didn't see ya that beaten up since our last family vacation on
Ryuugenzawa... and how the hell did you deplete your Ki like that? No matter, I'll fix that."

With a hand over Takato's stomach, the other on his chest, and a muttered 'Ten Sen Ken Healing Technique:
Shin Ki-Oh-Dan', Ranma produced a faint white glow that seeped into Takato's body. Soon, the kid separated himself from
his female crutches -for their great surprise-, and flexed his arms and legs a bit.

"Gee, thanks, dad! I don't know what would I have done! I didn't want to impose too much in Rena-Chan and Ruki-Chan
by asking me to carry me home!"

"..not that we would, anyway... and one more thing, Goggle head. Call me 'Chan again, and I'll make Devidramon's
beating look like a poetry-reading session. Got that?"

Takato just sweat dropped.

"Hey squirt, I have a question....how the heck did Guilmon get so friggin' big?!"

"...he eats his Oaties? Heh, sorry... But we should hide him somewhere... there's this Flood Control Aqueduct nearby,
let's get Growmon there, and then we go home."

"Sounds like a plan. Let's go, big boy!"

"Okee-dokee, Sensei-mon! Bye-bye, everybody!!"

"Yeah, good bye, Jen, Ter! Bye, Rena-Chan, Ruki-Chan!"

"Don't call me- aw man, what's the use... let's go, Renamon."

As the Fearless Females left the battleground, and the Saotome Soldiers went to hide Growmon, that left the Momentai
Brothers to survey the battleground.

"Boy... this will be a hell to clean up..."

"Momentai, Jen! It's not worse than your room, anyway..."


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"Chief Yamaki, how are we going to explain all this destruction? The media will find out..."

"We'll have to make up a cover story, Reika... let's say that a group of super powered martial artist with
very little brains started a brawl and caused all the damage..."

"Will the media accept that story?"

"...and why don't we neuralize everybody, boss?"

"Megumi!!! Look what you did?!?!"

"What did I do-Oh, that..."

"Nobody respects me... nobody respects me..." kept babbling Yamaki, as he rocked his huddled form on a corner.

"...well, at least the boss isn't running around half naked and painted blue..."

"...you're weird, Megumi..."

"I know!"


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