Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, though I wish I would (those Toei bastards...). And all the people mentioned here, I was given their permission to do so.

 

 

Island Paradise

Part 2- Lucky Guests

by El Intruder

 

 

Chris yawned as he got off the bus and walked his way to the DaD building, which was a bit away from civilization. He had been up all night dealing with all that idea of his. He then stared at the fifteen tickets in his hand, five more tickets than he had expected. But it was all the better for the whole thing, he thought. It was worth to buy five extra tickets with his own money, as a way of making his whole idea work and now it quite possibly had become even better. Now, all he needed was fifteen co-workers who'd like to spend a whole week of fun and relaxation in a beautiful island resort, for free.

 

As he finally reached the DaD building, he entered and took the now fixed elevator to the sixth floor, which Chris knew was the most busy and the one that people and Digimon most worked on. Looking around, he instantly saw most people and Digimon very busy, either filming the lemon scenes, writing them, discussing about what to do and what would be better in which scene. Chris saw that this was going to be much harder than he thought, as he had made a habit of never bothering the ones who were working, no matter what. He decided to look for people who were unoccupied. It didn't take long, as he reached a room full of computers, in which a fellow co-worker was all by himself there, using one of the computers. He was Matt Hancock, a 19 year old boy, who took care of checking everything that involved the DaD around the Internet. He was busy playing a computer game, the colors of the computer screen reflecting in his glasses.

 

"Hey, Matt, what's up?" Chris asked.

 

"Oh, Chris. Hi." Matt said as he paused the computer game he was playing.

 

"What, you're playing instead of working again?"

 

"Yeah. Nothing much to do today, so I might as well have fun. Won't take me an hour to finish all for today, I'll do it later."

 

"Smart guy. Lucky, too" Chris added.

 

"Thanks. Say, what do you have there?" Matt asked as he noticed the tickets Chris had in his hands.

 

"Ah, these are tickets for a one week vacation on a resort for free, starting tomorrow. I'm looking for people to give them to. Want one?"

 

"Ah, dammit." Matt replied, looking disappointed. "I can't, I might not have much to do today, but the guy who's supposed to be replacing me for the next few days called in sick. I'm gonna have to stay."

 

"Oh. Sorry about that, but maybe next time."

 

"Sure, you can count on me for the next time, just be sure to let me know."

 

Just then, Chris felt something suddenly grab his ankle and a loud and angry growl was heard. Chris jumped up and yelped in surprise. He quickly turned around to see Guilmon, low on the ground and laughing his head off. Matt laughed too as Chris took a deep breath and Guilmon stood up, putting his claws up for Chris to see what he had felt in his feet.

 

"Gotcha!" Guilmon replied, he had stopped laughing but he was still smiling gleefully.

 

"That was great, Guilmon." Matt said, still sniggering.

 

"Thanks." Guilmon replied, and he reached over and took one of Chris's tickets. "And one of these is for me."

 

"Oh, so you heard." Chris said, now calm again. "You wanna go to the resort? You sure you're not busy?"

 

"Yeah, you've become really popular in lemons lately, you've been working a lot." Matt added.

 

"Oh, the hell with all of them." Guilmon said. "What do they think I am, a sperm-producing machine? If this keeps up, I'm gonna have my balls sucked dry in less than six months. I deserve some rest and relaxation!"

 

Chris and Matt laughed and they both high-fived Guilmon, who was certainly not as naive and innocent as he was always portrayed. Chris and Guilmon said good-bye to Matt and walked away together, eager to find someone else to give the tickets.They passed many people and Digimon, all whom seemed much to busy to think on a one week vacation. They eventually came to a set, in which they were all taking a break.

 

"Hey, guys. What's up?" Chris and Guilmon heard someone calling.

 

They turned around to see what could be the best known worker of them all. Another fellow lemon writer/director, Red Rover. Quite frankly, the best lemon writer of them all, Chris looked up to him, wanting to be at least a bit as good as Red was at writing. The best thing about Red is that at least he didn't let fame get to his head. He was a cool guy who liked to hang out and forget about work every once in a while.

 

"Hey, Red, how you doing?" Guilmon asked.

 

"Busy, as usual. That's why I won't be able to go to that resort." Red said.

 

"What the hell? I mean, does everybody around here already knows?" Chris asked. "I only told Leomon, Gomamon and Cyberdramon."

 

"News travel fast." Guilmon said, shrugging.

 

"Gossip is more like it, I heard about it from a Gazimon who works in security. But you'd like to check around here, one of the guys might wanna go."

 

"Go where?" A female voice asked from behind them.

 

Chris turned around to see a beautiful girl standing there, wearing nothing but a bright green langerie. His eyes bulged wide, as this girl was amazingly beautiful. Strangely enough, she was identical to Angewomon, except she had light brown hair and olive-green eyes. While Chris stared at her a bit dumbfounded, Red and Guilmon weren't surprised at all and seemed to know her quite well.

 

"Uh, an island resort, all paid, one week, for free." Chris replied quickly. "And who might you be, miss?"

 

Guilmon neared him. "That's LadyDevimon."

 

"Excuse me? LadyDevimon? You're kidding me!"

 

LadyDevimon smiled at Chris's amusement. "It's amazing what a leather suit with big claws, a wig, some make-up and some camera tricks can do to you, right?"

 

"And a voice change, of course." Chris added. LadyDevimon's voice sounded like any other girl's voice, not the horrible one she usually had. Chris's surprise passed, as he remembered that, behind the scenes, many Digimon weren't what they appeared. Also, he remembered that he still hadn't met all the Digimon who worked there.

 

"That's right, the magic of lemons. At least I do retain my powers, even like this. So, Red, you think I should go? I've been eager to get some vacations, even if it's just for a week" LadyDevimon asked. She knew she should ask Red, just in case. He liked using her on his lemons on a usual basis.

 

"Well, I really don't know. I mean, we have this scene to work on right now. And we gotta get it right, which means we may have to take a lot of takes." Red said.

 

"Oh, come on, Reddy!" LadyDevimon said, running her hand along Red's curly red hair. "Tell you what, this will take only once to get right, then I'm gonna get a well-deserved vacation."

 

"Okay, okay." Red told her, not able to resist her charms. "I'll go tell WarGreymon to get ready, you have four different positions on this scene, so let's try to finish it as soon as possible." As Red walked away, Chris handed a ticket to LadyDevimon. She accepted it with a smile, thanked him and walked away to get ready for filming.

 

"So, why do you have those extra tickets?" Guilmon asked as they both walked away.

 

"I bought them. Since I'm not going, I thought I'd send some of the guys from the DaD to keep an eye on things." Chris answered.

 

"And why would you do that? We can take care of ourselves."

 

"I know, but just in case."

 

"In case of what? It's not like they're the ones with superpowers. We are. I can spit fire, if you haven't noticed."

 

"I know. I'm sending them to keep me informed on what you guys will be doing, and if they want to, get a little more involved in the things that might happen. Get my meaning?"

 

"Oh, okay, got your meaning."

 

"Got what meaning?" They heard. Chris and Guilmon both turned around to see another co-worker of theirs there, a 22 year old guy with glasses, blue eyes, short brown hair and a notebook on one hand, where he was revising some things on his next lemon. Guilmon immediately tensed a bit and took a step back.

 

"Hi, TankCop!" Guilmon greeted him, by his nickname in the DaD. Guilmon replied in a very cheerful voice, which hid the actual nervousness he was now feeling.

 

"Hey, Ben, what's up?" Chris asked.

 

"Ah, nothing much. This writing stuff gets difficult every time you write something new, leaves your head empty of new ideas. I heard the same thing's happening to you." Ben said.

 

"Yeah, but I got new stuff here. And you might be able to help me on that." Chris said. Guilmon stepped behind Ben and began shaking his head no and signaling Chris to shut up.

 

"Help you? In which way?" Ben asked.

 

"Well, at least somebody around here doesn't know." Chris said. "It's like this, I have this new idea which involves sending fifteen people from the DaD to a resort on an island, all expenses paid, for one week."

 

"Hey, that's a pretty good idea." Ben said. Guilmon was now jumping up and down and waving his arms in front of his face, frantically signaling for Chris to shut up, looking quite funny. Chris struggled not to laugh.

 

"Well, I still need lots of people. So far I only got LadyDevimon and Guilmon here." Chris said. Ben turned around to check on Guilmon, who had stopped signaling things to Chris and was now busy checking his ticket.

 

"So we leave tomorrow at eight o' clock in the morning?" Guilmon casually asked.

 

"Yup." Chris answered. "So, how about it, Ben? Want to go?"

 

"Of course I want to. I'll be able to have lots of free time to correct this new lemon here, and have lots of fun, too." Ben said with a smile, taking one of the tickets from Chris. Guilmon now had a very panicked expression in his face.

 

"Great, so now we have three. We'll keep on looking for more people. Ben, you be sure to be there tomorrow, okay?"

 

"You got it." Ben said as he walked away. On his way, he passed behind a nervous-looking Guilmon and unexpectedly gave a quick slap to Guilmon's butt, right under his upraised tail. Guilmon yelped, jumped in surprise and grabbed his butt, as if to protect it. Ben walked away and Chris and Guilmon walked the other way.

 

"Did you see what he just did?" Guilmon asked.

 

"What? Sorry, I was checking the remaining tickets and thinking of who else we could send, I didn't see." Chris said.

 

"He slapped my butt! Why did you have to go and invite that guy?"

 

"Because he's a good friend."

 

"But that guy is weird. He seems to be obsessed with sex and is always sexually harassing everybody." Guilmon said.

 

"He doesn't do that stuff to me. He's just a common person."

 

"That's what you think. I don't think I'll be able to enjoy myself on that island with TankCop there. I'll turn my back for one second, the next thing I know, I'll be wearing a diaper and a bib. Because he loves that kind of stuff."

 

"That's because you guys treat him like a sicko, so he does those things to get back at you and have a laugh. He's a nice guy, just give him a chance."

 

"Oh, okay." Guilmon replied, giving up. "Hope you're right about him being a nice guy or I'll spit a fireball right at the middle of your pants when I get back."

 

"Okay!" Chris replied, shuddering at the thought of that. "So, let's see, we have you, Ben and LadyDevimon. That's three, we need twelve more."

 

"Well, right now, we got me, a male Digimon, LadyDevimon, who's a female Digimon, and Ben, who's a human. And you need fifteen people. So why not choose five males, five females and five humans?" Guilmon suggested.

 

"Hey, that's great! The females might take a bit of work, remember that there aren't as many girls as there are guys. But we can still work it out." Chris said.

 

It was then when they heard the sound of a guitar and someone singing. The followed the sound and eventually came across a set which was mostly empty, except for a few humans and two female Digimon. One of the humans had a guitar with him which he had just stopped playing, while the other two humans checked around the set, setting everything in order. The two females, Lillymon and Antylamon, smiled and clapped at the human playing his guitar.

 

"That was great." Lillymon said as she stopped clapping and stood up.

 

"Thanks, ladies." Said the human. His name was William, also known as DarkFox in the DaD. He was around nineteen or twenty years old, with shoulder-length black hair and dark brown eyes. He was wearing goggles that were hanging on his neck now.

 

"And what's that all about?" Guilmon asked as he and Chris neared their co-workers. William turned to look at them.

 

"Oh, hi. You don't know?" He asked as he put his guitar down on his chair as he stood up.

 

Antylamon also stood up. Chris knew about her, she wasn't as tall as she seemed in the t.v show. In fact, she was about five feet and seven inches tall. They used camera tricks to make her seem taller.

 

"He was giving us a quick serenade." Antylamon said, as she wrapped her rather long arms around William, making him blush a bit. "It's so relaxing, eh?"

 

"Heh, well, it's fun, and the girls love it." William said, a smile on his face.

 

"So, you work as a serenade man? That I didn't know." Chris said. Just then, the other two humans in the room neared them, greeting Chris and Guilmon.

 

"Well, that's about it for now." Said one of the guys. His name was Daniel, the oldest of all the people who worked there. He was about thirty years old, but he looked much younger. He was short, with black hair and eyes and he had a great personality, much like a teenager. He was a very nice guy who took his work seriously.

 

"Everything's set for the next lemon that'll be done here. Hope we can get a bit of a pay-raise for doing jobs that aren't ours and leaving everything prepared for the next one who'll use this." The other one said. He was known as Logix in the DaD. Even though he was only 18, he was an expert in his job, which was dealing with things on the sets and the special effects. He especially loved being given battle scenes to work with, as he was great at adding things like explosions and other stuff.

 

"I'm all done here as well." William told them. "I'll take some time off until I get to work on another lemon."

 

"Great." Chris said. "Now that you're all unoccupied, you might wanna hear me out."

 

Chris explained everything about his new idea of sending fifteen people to an island resort, in hopes of having various lemons to write after it was over. William, Daniel, Logix, Antylamon and Lillymon looked excited at the idea, since they didn't know about it, but unfortunately, not all of them could go.

 

"Sorry, no can do." Logix said, running a hand through his blond hair. "When you're a specialist in special effects, you don't get much of a break. Unless it's my given vacations, which unfortunately, don't come around until two months."

 

"And I can't go either." Daniel replied. "I still have some lemons in the making, I'll be quite busy lately. And speaking of which, I have to go, Kari and Gatomon must be waiting to film today's parts."

 

"I have to go, too. Red might be needing my help on something. He told me to go over to his set." Logix said. They both bid good-bye and walked away.

 

"But I, on the other hand, have some spare time to enjoy on that island." Lillymon said. "Count me in."

 

"You can count on me as well." Antylamon said.

 

"That's great!" Chris exclaimed, giving a ticket to each of them.

 

"Hey, don't you go forgetting about me!" William said, taking a ticket as well. "It's about time that I take a well-deserved vacation."

 

"Now you can add three more to the list." Guilmon said.

 

"Okay, so we'll be seeing you three tomorrow." Chris told them. All of them walked away from the set, leaving it empty.

 

"So, right now we have two humans, three females and one male." Guilmon said.

 

"Where do you reckon we can find more people who aren't busy?" Chris asked.

 

"We might wanna try either the cafeteria or the gym." Guilmon suggested.

 

"That's good. Let's go to the cafeteria first, some guys might be having a late breakfast."

 

And indeed, some guys were having a late breakfast. In one table, Chris and Guilmon saw a person and a Digimon eating. They came closer and recognized Yasashi Dan, who was best known as Brutal Carnage, eating a fruit salad. He was a make-up expert, with enough experience to make things like the transformation sequence in the movie 'An American Werewolf In London' seem like amateur stuff. He could out-class most guys who worked at big-budget Hollywood movies right now, but he prefered a job in which he was treated nicely and payed well. And speaking of wolves, sitting with him was WereGarurumon, who was munching down on a big pile of bacon and sausages. Chris and Guilmon walked over and sat down next to them.

 

"Hi, guys." Chris greeted them. Yasashi said hi, while WereGarurumon mumbled something through the mouthful he had, causing a bit of chewed-up bacon to spit out and fall on Chris's hair and glasses.

 

"Geez, why don't you swallow first, you pig?" Chris asked while took off his glasses and wiped them clean. Putting his glasses back on, Chris brushed the bacon off his head and gave a disgusted glance at the blue humanoid wolf.

 

WereGarurumon swallowed before answering. "Well, I didn't ask you to sit there, runt."

 

Chris scowled at the blue humanoid wolf, who went back to wolfing down his breakfast, no pun intended. Chris and WereGarurumon weren't exactly friends. In fact, they wouldn't mind tearing each other in little pieces and bloody bits.

 

"What's new, guys? Looking for volunteers for that resort thing?" Yasashi asked, to which nobody seemed surprised.

 

"Yeah, we still need some people. You wanna go, Yas?" Guilmon asked.

 

"No need, I already got my own vacations." Yasashi replied. "Going to the Bahamas for a whole month! There's gonna be some lemons filmed there which include most of the human girls, they need help with some things and asked for volunteers."

 

"Oh, so you're going? And what will you be doing? Special make-up to make them looked burned or something?" Chris asked.

 

"No, this is just normal stuff, no special effects or difficult make-up needed. I get to be the personal assistant for Mimi, Sora, Juri, Yolei and Kari." Dan said with a smile.

 

"Oh, you lucky dog!" Guilmon said, giving a slight punch to Yasashi's shoulder.

 

"Well, then WereGarurumon here will also be a lucky dog, eh?" Chris said, a tone of slight disgust in his voice.

 

"Why do you say that?" WereGarurumon asked, staring suspiciously at Chris.

 

"Look, I need some specifics to go there. Five male Digimon, five female Digimon and five humans. So far, I got three females and two humans, finding others won't be so hard, I have an idea on who I could ask." Chris explained. "However, it seems that most male Digimon are too busy, so far I only have Guilmon here. There's also one ticket saved for Leomon. I had one for Cyberdramon, but he called me and said that he can't go, seems he caught the flu or something. Meaning, I still need four more male Digimon to give tickets to and I have to get the first chances I can find. This whole thing starts tomorrow."

 

"So you're choosing WereGarurumon?" Yasashi asked.

 

"Well, like I said, I need some guys to go, or the whole thing is screwed. And it looks like I haven't got much of a choice." Chris said, staring at WereGarurumon and holding up a ticket. "Don't say I never gave you nothing."

 

WereGarurumon smirked and took the ticket. "Don't know what your game is, but I'm going. I may not like you at all, but I'm not stupid to pass a chance of free vacations."

 

With this, Chris and Guilmon got up and bid farewell to their co-workers. Chris and WereGarurumon shot warning glances at each other before Chris and Guilmon left the cafeteria.

 

"That was weird." Guilmon told Chris. "Why would you go and choose him when you'd like nothing more than to kick his ass?"

 

"I told you, I need to send five males or it won't work. Admit it, there aren't many choices. I still need to find Leomon and give him his ticket, but I'd still need two more guys."

 

"Okay. But you still need three humans and two females." Guilmon reminded Chris.

 

"Oh, don't worry. Follow me, I know where we can find some."

 

Guilmon followed Chris to the elevator, which they took down to the second floor.They got off and rounded a corner, until they came across the Spa. They both entered the place to find the two guys who were in charge of the spa taking a break. Both were humans in their late teens, and were good friends of Chris.

 

"Hey, guys. What brings you down here?" Asked one of them. They knew him as Hazer in the DaD, but among his friends, he was simply Aaron. He had short black hair and dark brown eyes, he was also a bit short for his age, but he was in shape and seemed to make some guys around him seem smaller, even if they were taller.

 

"You guys heard about me wanting to send people to a resort for a whole week?" Chris asked.

 

"Yeah, we heard." Answered the other Spa manager, Elvarien. He had brown hair and eyes, and was a bit muscular, kinda like Aaron, but taller. In fact, the two looked a bit alike and got along well enough, they liked their jobs and got paid well.

 

"So, you guys think you can go?" Chris asked.

 

"Dunno." Aaron replied. "Who's going?"

 

"Well, so far, we got myself, WereGarurumon, LadyDevimon, Lillymon, Antylamon, TankCop and DarkFox." Guilmon answered.

 

"Well, we have to think about it. I mean, not many people work here at the spa, we might be needed here." Elvarien told them.

 

Just then, the door to the spa opened. A tall, yellow humanoid fox entered, carrying a towel with her. Aaron and Elvarien immediately forgot about Chris and Guilmon and hurried over to Renamon.

 

"Hi guys!" Renamon greeted them with a smile.

 

"Hi, Renamon!" Elvarien greeted her, a big smile on his face.

 

"What can we do for you?" Aaron asked.

 

"I need to do two scenes today. One is a lemon scene, and right after that, a fight scene. And my back is killing me. I was wondering if you guys could give me a massage to ease up my muscles." She explained.

 

Renamon walked over to a small and comfortable bed, in which she lied down on her chest, resting her head in her hands. Aaron and Elvarien started pushing and pulling each other away, having a tussle over which one would get to her first. Chris and Guilmon muffled their laughter as best as they could. Renamon looked at the two guys and smirked.

 

"Oh, come on. You don't have to fight over it. I personally prefer four hands." Renamon said.

 

Both guys immediately calmed down and walked over to her. They stood on either side of her and started to massage her back and shoulders, as she relaxed completely. Chris and Guilmon stood nearby. Renamon looked up and finally noticed them there.

 

"Oh. Hi, Chris! And how are you, Guilmon, darling?" She asked.

 

"Oh, just fine!" Guilmon said, smiling. He and Renamon obviously enjoyed working together so much.

 

"Say, Chris, I heard that you were giving out tickets for a one-week vacation on an island resort." Renamon said as she smiled from the massage.

 

"Oh, yes, I am. I still need more people, though." Chris told her.

 

They chatted for a bit more, Chris explaining to Renamon what the whole thing was about and who were going so far. After about ten minutes of massage and conversation, a co-worker of theirs entered. He was Sho Ishogi, a 19 year old guy, with long black hair pulled into a ponytail and a goatee, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, giving him a bit of a goth look. He was carrying a notebook in which she was checking the schedule on some things. He worked as supervisor in filming. No matter what it was, from fight scenes, to conversations, to sex scenes, he supervised it all. He seemed to enjoy working more with Renamon than with anybody else.

 

"Hi, you guys." He greeted the others there, before glancing over at Renamon. "Renamon, are you done? We have to go film the sex scene with you and a special guest in ten minutes."

 

Just then, another person came in. He was known as Renamon Fan, or RF,  in the DaD. He was 22 years old, with blue eyes and gold-brown hair, which was mostly covered with a black bandanna. He was a great lemon writer/director, but he didn't wander much from his line of work, which he took very seriously. He was still a great guy and fun to hang out with.

 

"Hello, everybody. Renamon, I'm doing some scenes right now and the guest is waiting. We have to go up, as soon as possible." RF said.

 

"Oh, okay." Renamon said. She sighed and got up, leaving Elvarien and Aaron with longing faces. "And who's the guest?"

 

"Ever heard of Freya? Mouse girl from Final Fantasy games?" Sho asked her.

 

"Well, this ought to be interesting." Renamon said with a smile.

 

"Well, I thought it was time for a little change. It's been a while since somebody's done a crossover, and since I still haven't seen any with the Final Fantasy people, I thought it might be good." RF told her.

 

"We'll be going now." Sho said.

 

"Uh, guys, could you give me one more minute?" Renamon asked.

 

"Sure, but don't take too long." RF told her as he and Sho left the spa.

 

"Chris, can I have a ticket?" Renamon asked Chris.

 

"Yes, of course." Chris said as he handed her one ticket.

 

"Thanks. I'm exausted of working so much. Being so popular isn't all it's cracked up to be. I need a long rest." She said.

 

"Well, you're gonna have a whole week." Chris told her.

 

Renamon smiled and thanked Chris, giving him a lick on his cheek, which made him blush a bit. She then turned to both Aaron and Elvarien and thanked them for the massage, also giving each of them a lick on the cheek. They both blushed and sighed as she walked out of the spa. Guilmon was smirking as he saw the reactions the guys had, since he got to work with her often and they had to restrain themselves and do their best not to 'touch' her or any of the girls who worked there, since it was against the rules, unless the girls asked them to, which wasn't that often. Chris watched Renamon leave and then he felt a quick swoop of air and when he looked, both Aaron and Elvarien had taken a ticket each.

 

"I thought about it and I decided that I can go." Aaron said.

 

"Me too. We can find someone to substitute for us until we return. It's just one week, anyway." Elvarien added.

 

Chris and Guilmon smirked and walked out of the spa. They took the stairs this time, to see if they managed to find anybody else to give the remaining five tickets.

 

"Those two seem to have a thing for her, don't you think?" Chris asked.

 

"Well, these days, everybody seems to like her. I like her a lot, too." Guilmon said.

 

Chris smiled at Guilmon. "Yeah, well at least you've worked with her in many lemons, which is why I'm not surprised. She must have a spell all around her that makes people like her so much."

 

"Well, whatever it is, it sure works." Guilmon said with a smile.

 

They kept going up until about the eighth floor of the building (which was eleven stories high). Nobody they encountered on the way could accept Chris's offer. However, Chris and Guilmon knew that they would probably find more volunteers in the gym, which was in the eighth floor. They made their way to the gym and when they entered, they instantly saw Leomon. He was in the wrestling mat, in a fighting pose and facing ExVeemon, who looked about to charge at Leomon. Chris and Guilmon neared and joined a small crowd of humans and Digimon who had stopped doing exercises and lifting weights to have a look.

 

"What's going on?" Chris asked his friend Angeteen, who was standing nearby. He was another well-known lemon writer/director, with black hair, blue-green eyes and a calm face that hid an overall cheerful personality.

 

"These two decided to have a little match." Angeteen explained. "First one to lose his footing and fall to the floor, loses the match."

 

"Nice, it's been a long time since someone sparred around here." Said Guilmon as he watched with attention.

 

They had already started the match a while ago. Now, ExVeemon charged at Leomon and tackled him, to which Leomon withstood with surprising balance and strength. He tried to sweep ExVeemon's feet from under him, but the blue and white dragon leaped aside with ease. This went on for a little while, both of them generally pushing and tackling the other one, not attacking with punches kicks or anything that could hurt a lot. That was until Angewomon entered the gym and made her way over to stand with the small crowd. She was wearing her usual outfit, but with no wings and no helmet. She looked at the match and smiled as Leomon tripped ExVeemon, who was balancing on the tip of his toes and struggling not to fall over.

 

"That's great, Leomon." Angewomon called out. "Keep it up."

 

Immediately, Leomon's eyes went wide and a barely noticeable blush came across his face. He turned around and smiled as he saw Angewomon. He gave her a thumbs-up and turned back to ExVeemon, only to find that the dragon Digimon's tail had wrapped around his left foot. ExVeemon gave a strong yank, which caused Leomon to loose his balance and fall flat on his butt. ExVeemon unwrapped his tail from Leomon's foot and raised his arms in victory.

 

"Who's the champ? Who's the champ? I'm the champ, baby!" ExVeemon called out loud. Leomon sighed and got up, feeling a bit embarrased.

 

After a round of applause for both Digimon, the small crowd walked away, with the exception of Chris, Guilmon, Angeteen, Leomon, ExVeemon and Angewomon. ExVeemon and Leomon walked over to each other and shook hands.

 

"Hey, that was pretty good, I thought I wasn't gonna beat you." ExVeemon said.

 

"You're quite good yourself. That strategy with your tail was very good, great sneaky attack. Too bad my tail doesn't have enough muscles for that." Leomon replied. He smiled at Angewomon, who had walked over to him.

 

"I'm really sorry for distracting you, Leomon." She said.

 

"Oh, no problem." He told her. "It wasn't your fault, you were just cheering, like the rest of the crowd. It's my fault for not paying attention."

 

Chris, Angeteen and Guilmon smirked, as they noticed just how much Leomon's tail was wagging behind him, showing just how he felt when he spoke to Angewomon. Just then, they heard the sound of voices. They all looked to the doorway of the now crowd-free gym and saw a bunch of people, mostly teens, entering the gym. Most of them had cameras and books in their hands, and were guided inside by a young woman, who worked as a tour guide. She told the group that she'd give them twenty minutes to have a look around while she went down to the lobby and get a few things.

 

Immediately after the tour guide went away, the group of about fifteen visitors immediately went for the group of Digimon and two humans. After lots of hellos and introductions, the Digimon spent a good ten minutes signing autographs and taking pictures of themselves with the visitors. Chris and Angeteen weren't exactly ignored, as they also signed many autographs for some of the visitors who admired them as lemon writers. After signing autographs and taking pictures, the Digimon and two humans talked with the visitors. Everything was going fine until Angeteen noticed one of the visitors, a boy of around seventeen, reach out behind Angewomon. Whether he was doing it as a joke, or whether he was just a sicko, the kid's intentions were clear as he reached out to grab Angewomon's butt. Being a very good friend and admirer of Angewomon, Angeteen went to do something about it.

 

"Hey..." Angeteen started, but he didn't get the chance to finish his sentence, when somebody reached over and grabbed the kid by the front of his shirt.

 

"You even touch her and the next thing you'll see will be a hospital room through two swollen eyes, some broken bones and lots of bruises."

 

"Hey, chill! I was just bluffing." The nervous kid told to the one who had grabbed him, who worked at the DaD. He was known as Trippin, a young man in his late teens. He was a tall and muscular guy, with blue eyes and short dark-blond hair covered with a black hat flipped backwards, with a red "Independent" stenciled across the back rim, and was also wearing.black baggy pants, a Nike t-shirt and basketball sneakers. Though Trippin seemed like some tough and mean guy, he was a great person, fun to hang out with and had a great sense of humor.

 

"Just so you know, you can't go around harassing the people who work here, unless you wish to recieve a major ass kicking." Trippin said, making the kid back off. Fortunately, Angewomon hadn't noticed the tussle behind her. Trippin was perfect for his job, which was that of bodyguard. He took care that the people who worked at the DaD weren't bothered. he loved his job, because he was allowed to use all necesary means to allow safety to his fellow co-workers. Angeteen and Chris walked over to trippin while the Digimon talked with the visitors.

 

"Good work." Angeteen said.

 

"Thanks. Too bad, though, I stopped him too soon. I would've liked some ass-whuppin today, it's been kinda boring lately." Trippin said.

 

It was just then when they all heard two guys near them said something. The three of them turned around and saw them. The two visitors were both around 20 years old, and were checking each other's stuff.

 

"Check it out, not only do I get all these pictures, I got all autographs, and a kiss on the ceek from Angewomon." Said one, a cocky-looking guy with blond hair.

 

"But you don't have anything from Leomon." His friend pointed out.

 

"And why would I want anything from him?"

 

"Why not? I think he's cool."

 

"Simple. The guy's the biggest loser I've ever seen. I mean, look at him, he looks all tough, but looks can be decieving. I mean, he lets himself get killed twice in the anime, instead of just running away from danger. He's also not that famous in lemons, either. So why would I want anything from some loser-ass idiot? I mean, if there were awards from under-achievements, this lion dude would win awards for Biggest Loser, Biggest Dumbass and Most Likely To Get Killed." The blond guy said.

 

"That guy's got some nerve, coming here and talking like that." Angeteen said as he heard what the blond guy said.

 

"He's dead." Chris said simply.

 

"Why do you say that?" Angeteen asked.

 

"Because, if there is something Leomon hates more than anything, is that somebody makes fun of him just because the script in the anime made him die in both seasons he appeared in." Chris said as he pointed at Leomon.

 

Angeteen noticed immediately what Chris meant. Leomon had obviously overheard what the visitor had said about him, because he had stopped talking to other visitors. If looks could kill, Leomon would make guys like Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers and Freddy Krueger look like  wussies still in kindergarden. He turned around and walked over to the blond guy, who had his back turned to Leomon and was still talking to his friend. Leomon stopped right behind the guy, eyes gleaming with a blood-thirsty look, fists clenched, sharp teeth gleaming and a low growl emmanating from him. Basically, he only needed to froth from his mouth to look like a complete maniac.

 

"I'll take a part in this, if you don't mind." Trippin said with a smile. He walked over to the blond guy, reached over and took away the guy's bag, camera and autographs book.

 

"These are going to the incinerator." Trippin said.

 

"Hey, you can't do that! Give me my things back!" The guy said, no longer smiling.

 

"Kid, we have rules in here. You can't come here with that attitude. If you don't like somebody who works here, you avoid them. You make the mistake of insulting the people who work here, you have to face the consequences. See, the rules are, if you insult somebody here, you loose your stuff." Trippin explained.

 

"Where the hell did you come up with that?" The guy asked, still not noticing the murderous-looking Leomon behind him. All the other people in the gym were watching the discussion now.

 

"I didn't come up with it. When you entered here, you, and every other visitor, were given a paper to sign, right?"

 

"Yeah, so?"

 

"Oh, God, help me to hang in there." Trippin mocked. "Bet you didn't read it, right? Because that paper you signed explains all the rules we have here. You didn't read it, not my fault, you just lost all your shit."

 

"Why you..." The guy started, reaching over to grab his things back from Trippin. he didn't get far, as Leomon quickly reached over, turned the guy around and grabbed him by his neck with one massive hand. Leomon growled menacingly as he raised the kid, so now they were face to face. Needless to say, the guy was terrified.

 

"Hey, what the fuck is this?" The blond guy asked ina trembling voice. "Put me down! Someone tell him to pull me down!"

 

"Sorry, kid, no can do." Angeteen said with a smile. "One of our most important rules is that the people and Digimon who work here deserve respect. If you are disrespectful to anybody who works here, you're in trouble. Now Leomon here might as well give you a beating you'll never forget, or maybe something worse."

 

"Say what?" The guy asked, in panic now. "You can't do this! I'll sue you all, I'll..."

 

"Ah, ah, ah." Chris interrupted. "You signed a paper when you entered, it's not our fault you didn't read it. One of the rules specifically say, and I quote: 'By signing this form, I hereby declare that if I should dare insult any of the employees of the DaD, they are allowed to do whatever they desire as a means of punishment for myself'. It also says that you have no right to sue us if you are responsible for anything that might happen to you, because of you. And, well, you signed."

 

"But...but..." The guy stuttered, not able to find words.

 

"In other words, you're fucked up. Make it good, Leomon!" Trippin said, to which Leomon gave a sadistic smile, showing his extremely sharp teeth.

 

The guy almost pissed in his pants as Leomon carried him to the center of the room. Everybody backed up to let him do what he wanted. Leomon gave the terrified guy a last mean look before he roared loudly and, with all his strength, he flung the guy adross the room. Needless to say, the rest of the visitors stood open-mouthed as the guy flew right through a big window, shattering it. Chris, Trippin, Angeteen, Guilmon and ExVeemon went to have a look out of the broken window, to see the guy still flying.

 

"Come on, ten bucks that he makes it to the dumpsters." Trippin said, taking out a ten dollar bill.

 

"You're on. Ten that he makes it past the dumpsters." Chris said, also taking out a ten dollar bill.

 

Angeteen took out two five dollar bills. "I bet you that he makes it past the dumpsters and straight on top of a car."

 

"And I say that he crashes right on the tour bus." Guilmon said, also holding a ten dollar bill.

 

"He's going, going, going, and..." ExVeemon said, being the tallest of the bunch, he could clearly see the trajectory the guy was falling. Five seconds later, they all saw the guy fall on top of a car, shattering all it's windows and generally ruining it completely.

 

"Oh, that's gonna leave a mark! Good thing that that car isn't from anybody here." Angeteen said.

 

"How do you know?" Guilmon asked.

 

"Because it's outside the gate. Whoever the owner is, he sure won't be happy." Angeteen said.

 

"I give it three to six  years in coma, never able to walk again and severe brain damage. Great job, Leomon." ExVeemon said as he looked out the window to the wreck in which the guy had fallen. To this, the still angry Leomon stepped to the window and looked out.

 

"And next time watch your mouth, asshole!" He screamed out. "And for the record, they paid me a shitload of money for those death scenes! And I don't like you, either!"

 

Everybody stepped back a little, giving Leomon room as he stepped away from the window and sat down on a nearby bench, they could all see him silently counting to ten and taking deep breaths. Just then, the tour guide returned to the room and guided the rest of the visitors away, some looking nervous, others talking to themselves on how cool that was, including the blond guy's friend himself. Now that they were all gone, Angeteen looked at his friends, a satisfied smile on his face.

 

"He fell on top of a car. Pay up." He said. Chris and Trippin sighed and gave Angeteen their money. He was about to take Guilmon's ten dollar bill when he stopped, noticing the bill was wet.

 

"Why in the world is it wet?" He asked.

 

"Well, when I keep it down there, what would you expect?" Guilmon simply asked.

 

"You don't mean that you keep that in your...in your...?"

 

"In my sheath? Of course I do. You don't see any pockets on me, do you?"

 

"On the other hand, keep it." Angeteen told him, pulling his hand away.

 

"This is the best way to not pay up when I loose a bet." Guilmon said as he turned around to put the money back to his sheath.

 

"Gross! Don't do that here!" Chris told him.

 

"Geez, this guy's a sicko." Angeteen pointed out. "Well, I have to go back to work. See you guys."

 

As Angeteen walked out of the gym, Chris, Trippin and Guilmon walked over to where Leomon was sitting. He looked much calmer now, with Angewomon talking to him and ExVeemon standing nearby, putting some stuff in a bag he was carrying.

 

"Sorry for that outrage there." Leomon told Angewomon.

 

"No need to feel sorry for that, the dork deserved it." She told him. "Besides, it was awesome."

 

Leomon smiled at her as Chris, Trippin and Guilmon neared. Chris took one of the remaining tickets and offered it to Leomon.

 

"Leomon, here's your ticket." Chris told him. "Cyberdramon won't be able to go, so I still need more people."

 

"Hey, thanks." Leomon said as he took the ticket. "I was waiting the whole day for this."

 

"Hey, so you're the one who's offering those tickets." Trippin said as he took one. "Count me in, it's been a while since I took vacations."

 

"Free vacations you say? Well, you don't need to tell me twice." ExVeemon said as he reached over and also took a ticket and examined it.

 

"Well, it sure sounds fun. Count me in as well." Angewomon said, taking a ticket as well. Leomon's eyes went wide as he heard that Angewomon was going too.

 

"That's great." Chris said. "Remember, I need you to be there at eight o' clock in the morning, tomorrow, on the address that the ticket has."

 

"Sure, count on me. I'm getting my stuff right now." Trippin said as he left the room. ExVeemon and Angewomon said good-bye to Chris, Guilmon and Leomon and also left the gym. After that, the three friends stood up and left for Chris's working room.

 

"Say, Leomon, this is gonna be your perfect chance to tell Angewomon how much you like her." Guilmon said. Leomon blushed a bit and didn't answer.

 

"Guilmon's right." Chris added. "You've liked her since you met her, and I even made you and her worked together and you told me that it was the best experience in your life, to work with her like that. So, just tell her, over at dinner, candlelight, some dancing..."

 

"Chris." Leomon said, grabbing Chris with both hands by his torso and lifting him up, so they were now face to face. "You're my best friend, you're the little brother I never had, and I know I can trust you by telling you why I still haven't told her. I work in the porn business, she works in the porn business, as simple as that. I think it's not going to work."

 

"Uh, okay, I think I get it." Chris said as Leomon lowered him down and they started walking again.

 

"Though, I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell her. Who says I could get lucky and then we'd be more than just friends. The fact that I still haven't told her doesn't mean that I never won't. Guess I will tell her." Leomon said, mostly to himself, and Chris and Guilmon couldn't help but smile.

 

"Say, how many tickets are left, Chris?" Guilmon asked.

 

"Just one. All the humans and female Digimon are complete, but I still need one more male Digimon." Chris answered. "But let's go to my working room first, let's take a break."

 

They took the elevator down to the fourth floor, in which Chris's working room was. They walked for a bit, greeting a janitor and a Dobermon who worked as security guard. They finally reached Chris's room, which had a sign on the door that read 'El Intruder'. Chris was a bit surprised to find the door unlocked, but they thought nothing of it and entered. Immediately upon entering, Chris saw a blur of black and felt someone grab him and lift him up, just like Leomon had done minutes before. Chris then recognized BlackWarGreymon, who instead of his armor, was wearing jeans and a white sleeveless muscle shirt. The look on his face was clearly a desperate one.

 

"I've been waiting here for hours. But forget about that now, let's get to the point. Tell me you have tickets left. Please, tell me you have tickets left!" He yelled.

 

"Uh, yeah, I do." Chris said nervously. "In fact, there's just one left and I need a male Digimon to give it to. You can have it."

 

BlackWargreymon put Chris down and quickly took the last ticket. He sighed loudly and took a seat in one of the armchairs in the room. He put the ticket in one of his pockets and laid back, completel calm and relaxed now. Chris, Leomon and Guilmon looked at him with confused looks on their faces.

 

"What the hell was that all about?" Guilmon asked him.

 

"I had to get one of these tickets." BlackWarGreymon told them. "I mean, it's really important for me to go there."

 

"Really?" Leomon asked. "Because what I just saw didn't seem important, that seemed downright desperate."

 

"I am desperate." Blackwargeymon replied. "I mean, look at me, people loved me in the t.v show when I appeared in season 2. Now look at me here in the DaD, people barely use me at all."

 

"Don't feel bad, I did use you on my last lemon." Chris told him.

 

"Yeah, and I ended up with Flamedramon's tail stuck up my ass. Look, you're a good kid and I actually liked working with you. But other people ignore me. I tried to work out with Red Rover, but he always ends up using WarGreymon. What's he got that I don't? We're practically the same, except that he's orange and I'm black."

 

"So, you want to go because you want something else to do?" Guilmon asked.

 

"Yeah. Look, there will be five great-looking girls on that island, I know I can get lucky. I mean, I miss being in lemons. You don't know what it's like working in security, it's not all kicking ass. I mean, nobody's crazy enough to break into this place, and I don't take care of security inside, which means that I don't get to deal with visitors breaking the rules." BlackWarGreymon said. Leomon smirked as he remembered flinging a visitor through a window in the eight floor minutes before.

 

"Well, there's no need to worry now." Chris told him as he walked over to his computer and turned it on. "You're going, so cheer up."

 

"Thanks. This really means a lot to me. And sorry for being so rude back there." BlackWarGreymon told Chris. Just then, the same Dobermon that had greeted them before entered the room and told BlackWarGreymon that he needed to get back to his spot in security outside. BlackwaGreymon ran both hands through his yellow hair and sighed.

 

"Finally, at least one week free of this boring work and hopefully, some excitement for me." BlackWarGreymon said to himself. "I gotta be there tomorrow, right?"

 

"Right." Chris told him. BlackWarGreymon thanked him again and then left the room.

 

"Poor guy." Guilmon said. "Honestly, I feel sorry for him, they're really ignoring him a lot."

 

"Well, he's not gonna be ignored for long, and neither will all of you guys." chris said as he copied down a list in his computer. "Let's see, five female digimon. LadyDevimon, Lillymon, Antylamon, Renamon and Angewomon."

 

"And five males." Guilmon said. "Me, WereGarurumon, Xveemon, Leomon, and now BlackWarGreymon."

 

"Right, and finally, five guys from the DaD." Chris added as he copied down the DaD guys by their nicknames. "TankCop, DarkFox, Hazer, Elvarien and Trippin."

 

"So, that's everybody then." Leomon said as he looked at the list. "This is definitely going to be very interesting."

 

"You got that right." Chris told his best friend. "All you guys are in for a very good time. This is gonna be fun."

 

 

To Be Continued...

 

 

In the next chapter, all fifteen guests will be on their way to the resort on a luxurious yacht, where things start getting lemony. ^_^