Rika’s Saviour
Part 1 of “The Circinate of Shadows” series
NOTE: I’m new at this, so don’t judge me too hard! I go by the name of Frostbyte. I prefer to use my own characters, so don’t worry if you don’t recognise some people. I’m going to a timeline note at the beginning of each lemon, to keep you up to speed.
TIMELINE: It has been two years since the D-reaper attack. In the digital world, chaos and confusion abound. The Monster Makers have developed a portal back to the digital world. (If you still don’t know where and when you are, watch some more T.V.
The story opens on a street corner, in the district where Rika lives. [If you don’t know who she is, CRAWL OUT FROM UNDER YOUR ROCK!] A sandy –haired boy is sitting on a wall, playing a ceramic flute. Rika is running down the street, ignoring the boy on the wall. She runs around a corner and disappears from view. Wonder where she’s going? She’s cute. I think I’ll follow her. The boy leapt off the wall and ran after her. He stopped and looked around.
“Ten points for effort, genius, but zero for brains. You don’t have any clue where she lives,” The boy said, sighing.
“Why were you following me?” A voice sounded from the wall above. “And don’t talk to yourself, it’s a sure sign of insanity”
“Well, genius is three parts insanity and six parts hard work” the boy said. “I’m Alex”
“Well then, I’m Rika. You still haven’t explained yourself,” Rika said, staring at him. Alex blushed.
“I’m curious as to why you were in such a hurry” Alex explained. “Does it have to do with this?” Alex held up a letter with an official-looking seal. Rika stared at it.
“You got one too?” Rika said. Alex shook his head.
“I filched it out of your back pocket.” He said. Alex began reading.
From the desk of the Digital Exploration Licensing Agency (Formerly H.Y.P.N.O.S.)
To whom it may concern,
We have reason to believe the digital world and physical world can be realigned. We wish to summon those who have been affected by the D-reaper assault. We can retrieve your digital friends easily.
Cheers,
Yamaki
John U.
Shubumi.
Alex smiled weakly. Rika nodded.
“Where is the D.E.P.A. building, anyway?” Alex asked. “I was part of the Canadian assault team”
“So, you’re an immigrant? All right then, This way. Oh, try to keep up” Rika said. “I’m not waiting for you”
“I don’t doubt that,” Alex whispered, smiling. Rika took off like a shot. “Hmm. I didn’t count on her being so fast. No going easy then.” Alex smiled and leapt onto the wall and followed her. He ran along the wall and dropped down in front of Rika. “Try to keep up? You really are sure of yourself, aren’t you?” Rika scowled.
“And you can be a jerk when you try. There’s the building over there” Rika said, looking more and more irate. Alex nodded and ran over to the building. Rika followed him, sighing. Alex was halted by a burly security guard.
“Please show the letter you were mailed,” he said, scowling slightly.
“Okay! Jeez, We’re kids, not terrorist spies!” Alex said, smirking slightly. Rika sighed. They handed him the letters.
“Authorisation confirmed. You must go to the sixteenth floor. You are expected,” the guard said, smiling slightly. Alex nodded, forcing a smile.
MEANWHILE…
“Sir, the last of the Tamers have entered the building. Do you wish for us to keep monitoring them?”
“Of course” A thin, gaunt man replied, laughing slightly.
Back at the D.E.L.A. building, Rika and Alex enter a room, tripping and stumbling on various computer parts.
“What happened here?” Alex looked stunned. He hadn’t seen so many computer parts in all his life.
“I happened to it” A shorter man turned around and looked at the tamers. “Ah! You’re here! Good! Now we can begin. May I see those wonderful little devices of yours?” Alex wasn’t quite sure. He seemed warm and friendly enough.
“Uh, are you Yamaki?”” Alex asked. Rika started to laugh uncontrollably.
“ME? Oh, good heavens, no! I’m Mr. Mizuno, A.K.A. Shubumi. Mr. Yamaki will be here shortly. I warn you though, if anything goes wrong, he’ll shut down the entire project”
“Mr. Mizuno, are you scaring the children again?” A man with greasy blond hair walked into the room silently, so Shubumi hadn’t heard him.
“No, Yamaki, just giving them a fair warning” He responded. Yamaki nodded.
“Warning about what? I have every bit of faith that this project will work out great,” Yamaki said, fidgeting with a cigar lighter in his hand.
“No you don’t” Alex said, smiling secretively. Yamaki stared at him.
“What do you mean but that?”
“If you really weren’t worried, you wouldn’t be fidgeting so much. It’s a stress thing,” Alex said, smiling. Yamaki chuckled softly.
“You’ll go far kid. No one can hide anything from you” Yamaki said, laughing. “But seriously, I am nervous, especially when it comes to my line of work.” Rika nodded then looked like she’d remembered something important.
“Yamaki, where are the others?” She asked. Yamaki shrugged.
“Others?” Alex asked. “There are more of you people?” Rika nodded. A new voice had entered the room.
“Yamaki, all the diagnostics are complete. Nothing is wrong with the system,” A chubbier, black-haired man said. “Hello Rika and…who are you?”
“Well! I am getting to meet a lot of interesting people. I’m Alex, and you are…John U. Wong.” Alex said, thinking back to the letter. John U. nodded
“I am indeed. I am one of the lead programmers on this project. Follow me.” Alex and Rika were lead to a large chamber with wires running all along the walls like veins. The other tamers (Henry, Takato, Jeri and Ryo) “This room will tear a hole in the dimensions and bring your friends back. Oh, and here are your D-Arcs” (I don’t care if that’s spelt wrong, I like it spelt that way. Bandai’s fucked up) The conduits began to glow and then wavered. A siren sounded.
“What’s wrong? Shubumi!” Yamaki yelled. Shubumi panicked.
“Our program has been hacked and reversed. The matter is switching directions and I can’t stop it!” Alex tried to move and then everything went black.
“Oh, my head!” Rika groaned and sat up. She was sitting in deep snow. She was staring into a blue furred face with steel grey eyes. “Whoa! Who are you?” The face backed off to reveal…Renamon? No, not Renamon, this digimon was different.
“My name is Alendramon. How did you get here? I haven’t seen a human for months,” Alendramon said smiling. The only thing (other than his fur, duh) different between him and Renamon was that his left hand (paw?) was made of some form of surgically grafted metal.
“Uh, does that mean what I think it does?” Rika asked.
“That you’re in the Digital Realm? Oh yeah, you bet” He said, chuckling. Rika nodded. Alendramon sniffed the air slightly. “It couldn’t be, could it…? You didn’t by any chance meet a boy who goes by the name Alex?”
“I did actually, he’s a bit of a jerk though” Rika smiled. Alendramon laughed.
“Oh yeah, that’s him alright! I know a few things about him that would shut him up good! Anyway, we ought to find your friends” Alendramon picked Rika up. “Hold on.” Alendramon, like Renamon, can run at bullet speeds. (The thing is, They’re sort of mirror images. She’s the Yin; He’s the Yang. Get it?). Alendramon dropped Rika off in front of a cave. “Alex is in there. I’m going to go look for some nasty little digimon in the area. Say they’re on an Anti-human Crusade. I love exposing stupidity” Alendramon smiled evilly. Rika stared as Alendramon took off.
“Just like Terriermon, only worse. He can rip your head off easily,” Rika said as she entered the cave. Alex was huddled in front of a fire, huddled under a blanket.
“Hi. That was a fun ride. Although I won’t be doing it again anytime soon” Alex said, shivering. “You should come in, a snowstorm’s coming” Rika sat down.
“How do you know that?” Rika asked, “It’s not like you’re the weather man”
“Of course not! I’m much more accurate and better looking.
Anyway, I’m from
“I don’t need any goody-goody lecture from you or anyone else. I handle things on my own,” Rika said, giving him a cold stare. Alex smiled.
“I know that, the point is, you don’t have to”
“I don’t care.” Alex smiled. Reading Rika was so simple, like the instructions for a T.V. dinner.
“You’re scared.” Alex said. “It’s obvious. Your mother has drifted away from you, so, you’re afraid to get close to anyone, lest you lose them too” Rika stared dumbfounded.
“I…uh, well,” Rika stammered. Alex chuckled.
“I was so accurate, I’ve reduced you to a babbling idiot.” Alex sighed. Rika glared at him.
“If so much as breathe a word of this to anyone, I swear I’ll rip you to pieces! Slowly,” Rika growled. Alex smiled.
“I’m a friend, not an idiot” Alex said, staring into the fire. Alex was turning bright red, but the glow of the fire hid that. A series of dull thuds sounded from outside the cave. Alex and Rika ran out and faced three whacked-out punk rockers.
“Who are dey mon?” The blue haired freak said.
“Dunno. Deys look human though. And the boss man said ‘demolish the human intruders’” The leader said. “Who are you mon?”
“Like you care. I know who you are. The lead is Metallicamon. His cronies are Chordmon and Bassmon,” Alex said.
“They don’t look like much,” Rika said, staring down the leader.
“You man, are going down” Metallicamon said.
“You’re so full of shit,” Alex replied. “Bring it” The band members smiled evilly.
“Ready boss?” One asked.
“Always. Daemon War Ballad!” The trio screamed, and their instruments became tools of mass destruction. (Don’t worry, I’ll come up with better enemies later!)
“Alex, you bonehead! Do you have any idea what you’re doing?” Rika screamed. Alex smirked.
“Don’t I always?” He said. He drew from the bundle on his belt two wakasashis (A wakasashi, if you don’t know, is a small Japanese fighting blade, usually shorter than a katana). “What’s the matter? Afraid to face me without Tweedle-Dumb and Tweedle-Dumber?” Alex called to the leader. Metallicamon scowled.
“I can take you” He said, disgusted.
“But boss!” Bassmon cried.
“Shut it! I can handle the loud-mouth on my own!” Mettalicamon said. He lunged at Alex with his huge broadsword…and missed.
“Aww, poor baby! You almost had me there!” Alex cooed. He slashed at the blade then, wrapping one arm up under his left arm, he held the slim knife against his throat. “Now call off your goons!” Metallicamon nodded, thus signalling Bassmon. He nodded and grabbed Rika.
“Now man, who’s leading this dance?” He said. Alex stared. It can’t be over, not yet. We just got here. Oh, if only Alendramon were here.
“If only someone could help” Alex moaned.
“Uh, boss?” Chordmon asked.
“What?” He snapped. “This isn’t the time!”
“Someone wants to see you…” With that, Chordmon keeled over and disintegrated.
“You, sir, are way out of your league” A low fluid voice called.
“Who’s there? Show yourself!” Mettalicamon called.
“I’m right here. If you wish to fight on equal terms, then I presume this is fair” The voice called out. Metallicamon flipped Alex over and stomped on his chest.
“If you so much as step an inch closer, I will surely kill this boy!” Metallicamon said, raising his heel again.
“…” No one did anything.
“No? I suppose I’ll kill him anyway” Metallicamon said, and proceeded to crush Alex’s ribs. A blur of light, like a blue phantasm, shot by Bassmon and disintegrated him, leaving Rika standing beside…
“Alendramon?” Rika stared. He simply nodded. Metallicamon scowled.
“Coward! You fear me, don’t you? You should, so say goodbye to your precious human!” Metallicamon raised the huge broadsword. Another blue streak ripped through him and disintegrated him. Alendramon stopped and picked up Alex.
“Alen…dra…mon. Thank god you’ve <GASP> come” Alex wheezed, smiling weakly, then passed out. Alendramon set Alex down inside the cave.
“Is he…?” Rika asked, her voice quavering.
“Dead? No, just weak. He will heal, physically.” Alendramon said.
“Physically?” Rika asked.
“He hits these emotional slumps from time to time. I wouldn’t be surprised if he came to babbling about mass cruelty and suicide.” Alendramon said.
“Can I do anything?” Rika asked. Alendramon looked at her, then smirked.
“I think so…” Alendramon started. Alex groaned. “I going soon anyway” With that, his whispered something in her ear, then phased out. Rika went pale.
“Wh…What?!” Rika started, not noticing that Alendramon had disappeared. I couldn’t, could I? (Bet you can guess what he said can’t you?) Alex groaned and sat up.
“Rika? Where am I? Where’s that metal-head?” Alex said, wincing from his bruised ribs. “Why so pale? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“Who, Me?” Rika said, smiling half-heartedly. Alex groaned as he slid down into a lounging position. “So, uh, how are you feeling?”
“I feel like I was hit by a bus.” Alex said, laughing, which became a hacking cough.
“I didn’t mean that.” Rika said. Alex gave her a blank look, then sighed.
“I don’t know. I feel, like there’s no point to anything anymore. I feel, meaningless.” Alex said, sighing. Rika stared out the mouth of the cave. Rika made up her mind. It was now or never.
“I think I can change your mind” She looked at him, then kissed him. Rika was slightly scared, as this was become less of a duty and more of a pleasure. Alex, completely clueless as how to respond, sort of sat there. Rika broke away suddenly.
“Did you like that?” Rika said, smiling sweetly.
“Wh… What was that?” Alex was breathless. Rika scowled slightly.
“Oh, come off it! Tell me you didn’t like that.” She said, shifting closer to Alex. Alex’s mind raced. Alright you dumb shit. Your instincts have gotten you this far. You should probably do some straight thinking now. Let’s just tell her what she wants to hear.
“I…uh, well…um, yeah” Alex admitted slowly. Rika smiled seductively. Oh boy! I don’t know what she’s thinking, but if she’s thinking what I’m thinking, I think I’m…aww, to hell with it! Just go with the flow! “I just want to know…why?” Alex said, seeing her smiling like that.
“If you keep complaining, I might decide to end it here.” Rika said, doing a rather amusing imitation of a pout. Alex nodded. “Now if you’re a good boy, I might even make it better.” Rika whispered. Alex smiled half-heartedly, not knowing whether to be scared shitless, or to be excited at the thought of sexual gratification. Rika started to kiss him again, slowly, pressing her tongue into his mouth. Alex simply followed suit and, taking a little initiative, wrapped his arms around Rika, one around her waist, and another around her shoulders. Rika did the same, although her hands began to wander down to Alex’s ass. Alex had had many people slap him or touch his butt before, but not like this. He shivered slightly. Rika broke the embrace.
“Now for the real fun,” Rika said, peeling off Alex’s shirt. Alex shivered, slightly from the cold, but mostly from anticipation. “Cold? S’alright, I’ll fix that” Rika ran her hands all over Alex’s body, caressing every inch of his chest. Alex, being no sexual imbecile, pulled of Rika’s shirt, although with less grace. Net he was faced with her bra. Alex figured here would be a good place to start. He began kneading Rika’s breasts, rewarded with a low moan from Rika.
“So, you want more do you?” Rika cooed, loving the way he was fondling her breasts. First, she took of her bra, then, finally noticing the huge bulge in Alex’s jeans brushing up against her. Rika reached down and massaged the lump. Alex groaned. As much as he liked having his genitalia petted, still wearing his jeans, it was more pain then pleasure. Rika seemed to understand this and undid his belt. Alex, seeing the tent he’d pitched in his boxers, turned bright red.
“I uh…” Alex began. Rika started to kiss him again. When she broke free she smiled.
“Anyone ever tell you talk too much?” Rika whispered, as if she knew someone was watching. Little did she know, someone was watching. (Perverts! I envy you, watching them without any risk of being caught!)
“Sir, should I?” The flunky asked.
“No, not yet. I want to see how this plays out. You always finish a chess match before clearing the board.” The gaunt man started to laugh. “Seriously though, how goes our other project?”
“We have deciphered approximately 49.6% of the Juggernaught security codes.” The goon responded. “Sir, may I ask? Why are we doing this?”
“For the good of humanity. If Yamaki had done what was needed, we wouldn’t have to be here”
(We now return you to your regularly scheduled lemon)
Rika unbuttoned her jeans, kicking them to a corner of the cave, leaving only a pair of panties and boxers between them. Rika began massaging Alex boner again. Alex moaned in pleasure, this new feeling washed over him like a warm bath. Alex grabbed Rika’s arm.
“What’s wrong?” Rika asked.
“Nothing, I just don’t want to cum in my shorts” Alex panted. Rika peeled off Alex’s boxers. His member sprang to its full eight-inch attention.
“Wow,” Rika breathed. Rika had accidentally seen Guilmon’s member before, but even though that was bigger, this was readily available. Rika began to massage the thick length, egged on by Alex’s continued moaning. While Rika was giving her first hand job, Alex peeled away her panties, which were slightly damp, and gave them a good whiff. The smell was unfamiliar and strange, but definitely not unpleasant and slightly addictive. Rika was hit by a sudden burst of inspiration, and turned to crouch over Alex’s face. She then began to suck Alex off. Alex, feeling this new indescribable feeling, figured there had to be a way for him to do it to Rika. Seeing Rika’s wet cunt, he got an idea. He tentatively licked Rika’s slit and was rewarded with a satisfactory moan, which as you can imagine, would be difficult with Alex’s thick member in her mouth. Rika began to speed up her blowjob, which in turn, sped up Alex’s licking. He noticed a lump nearby, and decided to include it in his tongue-bath. He ran his tongue over Rika’s clit, and Rika just about came right then and there from sheer surprise. Rika sucked harder and harder, bobbing her head up and down on Alex’s cock. Alex drove his tongue into her slit, tasting Rika’s sweet love juices. He was also fondling her tits the entire time, her nipples had turned to stone. Alex’s moans reached a fever pitch.
“Rika, I’m… OH GOD!” Alex moaned as he blew his load all over Rika’s face. Rika carefully tasted the salty cum, found she liked it, and lapped it all up. All the while, Alex was still eating Rika out. Rika moaned, her voice getting louder with every lick.
“Oh god, Oh god Oh god. Alex, I’M CUMMING!” Rika moaned her loudest and spewed love juice all over Alex’s face. Alex readily lapped up the body fluid, ready for more. “Now, let’s finish this” Rika panted. She stood up, lined Alex’s member with her slit, and slowly slid down onto his manly rod. Alex’s prick met Rika’s virgin resistance, and pressed through. Rika winced in pain.
“Oh, god! Rika are you okay?” Alex asked. That would be great. Seriously wounding a hot girl while having sex.
“Yes, I’m fine. Let’s just keep going, slowly. Rika began to lift herself off, then slide back down. “God, that feels so good” Rika moaned. Alex began to suckle one of Rika’s tits. Rika moaned, wrapping her arms around Alex. The rhythm sped up, both of them moaning. Rika’s orgasm hit first. “OH ALEX!” Rika slumped onto Alex. Alex ran his fingers through her hair, undoing the elastic. Alex was still going strong. He kept pumping into her. He came into her a little later.
“OH RIKA!” Alex moaned. Rika sat up and cleaned them up. “Rika…” Alex whispered. Rika got dressed. Alex did the same and sat by the fire. Rika sat down beside him and put her head on his shoulder.
“Alex, do you think Alendramon will find the others?” Rika asked, sighing.
“We can only hope.” Alex said, suddenly depressed.
“Alex…” Rika said, slowly.
“Yeah?”
“I hope Alendramon can find the others,” Rika said, falling asleep. Alex looked out into the storm. Please Alendramon. Don’t let me down.
Who is the mysterious gaunt man? Where are the others? What has happened to Alendramon? All these questions and more will be answered in the next instalment of Frostbyte’s “Circinate of Shadows” lemon!
Was that any good? I thought it was okay. Anyhoo, If you have something to say, e-mail me at AndrewSimms2003@hotmail.com (E-mail Internet sites are perfect for this sort of thing, aren’t they?) [The title, if you couldn’t figure it out, had to do with Rika’s emotional stress, and how Alex got through to her. Kinda romantic, huh?]