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Friday, the last day of school. End of the school year; always on an exciting time. With no planned activities other than pranks, revenge, and last minute romance. Teachers have pretty much given up on crowd control and just sat around watching. Unfortunately, seniors were about to leave with a bang.

Takami decides to take advantage of the chaos and pays a visit to his little foxy friend before school lets out. He walks out to the orchard waiting by a bush. "Hello again, Viximon" he said with a pant from his fevered walking.

"Hello Takami," it replied fwith a wag of the tail. "Um... what's with that noise around these grounds?"

"Last day of school before summer."

"Is that important or something...?"

"Well it's the last day we come here for a while."

Viximon's tail hesitated in wagging for a moment, accompanied by a hint of sfadness in its voice, "last day?"

"Yeah, everyone's going crazy too! It's nearly a riot out!"

"So it's really your last day...?" Viximon repeated.

Takami nods then stands up, "I know the perfect way to spend it!" He said as he had ran back into the school to get something. Viximon crawled back under a bush and lays down with a slightly sad grunt.

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Now back to the chaos. Juniors and seniors have started doing stupid stunts (basically breaking, vandalizing or smashing anything they could). The latest one: launching things off the roof with a slingshot. One senior boy picked the lock to some random gothic kid's locker (already cleaned out of anything valuable) and found a lighter. "This oughta fly far!" a junior with a slingshot said. The junior pulled back the slingshot and let it fly, far.

The lighter soared through the air from the looting miscreants. It soon disappeared from sight and landed somewhere in the orchards. The lighter landed on a medium sized rock and cracked open, making a spark flare up the exposed lighter fluid. A smile flame developed and steadily grew larger from all the burnable vegetation.

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Takami was busy walking through the crowds of students, being careful not to drop his lunch he prepared for himself and Viximon. He finally broke free of all the students and made it out of the side entrance. He started walking back to the orchard but noticed some smoke coming from the center of it, and the flock of fleeing student screaming randomly about a fire.

Takami's eyes widened, instantly thinking of what could have happened to Viximon. He sprinted towards the source of the flames, fire extinguisher in hand. After arriving to the beginning of the blaze, he started spraying a wide path looking for what looked like a fox's den. He continued looking and looking. No luck. Trees fall. Bushes crackled. Then when Takami thinks it may be too late, he hears tiny panting and coughing from over a fallen tree.

Takami immediately started running towards its source and ended up nearly stepping on Viximon, who have gotten boxed in by large fallen trees. Takami sprayed the flames of one downed tree and climbed over it only to find a fainted Viximon. He picked it up and raced over to the opposite side of the orchard, where there was no fire.

The fire department arrived soon after and extinguished the fire, leaving only scalded trees and barren bushes. Takami laid Viximon down on a large boulder to catch its breath in a clearing. His panic level lowered as Viximon's breathing stabilized while it rested. He sat there patiently until it slowly woke up around 45 minutes later.

Viximon sat up and looked around confused. "Am I ...*cough* dead...?"

Takami spoke up, "Nope, welcome back to the realm of the consciousness.

Viximon turned to him with a shocked look. Hid clothes were signed on the edges, but not burnt. His face was covered in a light layer of ash and dirt from climbing all the debris while escaping the fire. His hands were also covered in ash. He looked a mess. "Takami! H-how did you- how did I...-"

"I brought you here so you wouldn't get burned or suffocate," he said with a grin on his face.

"B-but what if you got hurt?!"

"And what if I didn't try?"

Viximon sits back down on its rock and sights slightly and looks over to Takami. "Humans are such odd creatures... Well anyways, thank you for saving my life, Takami. Although it's too bad my home is kinda... scorched now-"

"It will be a pleasure to have you in my home!" Takami said with a wider grin then starts picking up the remains of his belongings. "In fact, we can pretty much leave now."

"What about school?"

"Got cancelled early because of a fire. Now let's get going before a crowd blocks our way." He then opened up an empty bag towards Viximon.

Viximon tilted its head slightly at the bag, "what's that for?"

"I can't just go strolling around down the street holding a Digimon, now can I?"

"That is a very good point," Viximon said after hopping happily into Takami's bag, pointing its nose towards an opening in his bag.

"Now it's a 20 minute walk to my home so make you comfortable," He continued as he walked out of the school grounds and through the parking lot. "By the way Viximon, I have a question."

"And it would be?"

"Are you a boy Viximon or a girl Viximon? Or do Digimon even have genders?"

"Of course Digimon have genders, well most of them anyways. And I'm a girl Viximon." Viximon said with a smile. "Why?"

"Just to get my pronouns straight," Takami said happily.

"What's a pronoun...?"

"...I'll explain that later," Takami said with a slight sweat drop.

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After walking home with Viximon in bag, Takami then greeted his two neighbors, Suri and Rua. Suri was the house to the left, and Rua lived parallel to Takami across the street. Suri could be described as a 5'5'' 15 year old girl. A fair complexion and black hair. Normally she wore either half-baggy clothes or jeans, making her somewhat of a tomboy. Rua looked more like a 5'9'' 15 year old boy. He spent a lot of time outside, mostly because his parents made him go out so much, but nonetheless, was an extroverted thinker. Both where optimistic thinkers though, thus making them be able to get along with Takami so well.

As Takami approached his house, Suri was also arriving home at the same time. Both were tired from their last days of school, so she simply smiled and waved over to Takami before going inside. Takami returned her gesture and went inside his home as well. Takami had always watched out for Suri, since her parents were older, yet she was away a lot.

Takami went up to his room and opened the bag Viximon was in and let her out. Viximon first arched her back then proceeded to walk around to stretch out her legs on his bed. "Well that ride was less fun than I thought. Too many books squishing me." She then makes the face of pretending to be squished.

Takami smiled and laughed at her expression. "Fine, I promise to get more comfy bags in the future. Is that okay?"

"Very much, yes," Viximon chirped happily while taking a seat on his spinning computer chair. The chair actually rotating from her leap onto it startled her, but then got used to the spinning. "I like this chair."

"So do I," Takami said as he lifted her up to sit down in his chair, then sat her gently onto his lap. "Better?"

Viximon laid down and rested comfortably then yawned and said, "Yeah...~"

"Now to decide on where you're gonna sleep!" Takami added.

"Anywhere is good enough for me. I don't want to take up much space."

"You could sleep on my bed, with me? It's the warmest place in here at night."

Viximon blinked at first, then blushed lightly under her fur. "I don't want to intrude-"

"Nonsense! I insist!" Takami said with a wide grin.

Viximon sighed and smiled tiredly. "If you say so."

"Glad you see it my way. Now what do you want to do for dinner?"

Viximon's ears twitched and her nose wiggled at the word 'dinner'. "SANDWICHES?!"

"... You DO realize there's more than just sandwiches that taste good?"

Viximon gasped. "There's MORE?!"

Takami places her down on his bed and walks downstairs to the kitchen. "Wait here for now. I think I can whip up a little something."

Viximon stayed in his room, wandering around and browsing his various items he left on the floor. She crawled under his bed only to find more clothes. After finally escaping the eternal maze of 1000 dirty shirts, she crawled back up to his bed and laid there, enjoying the softness. 'This is so~ much better than leaves, grass and twigs!' After ten minutes of rolling around on Takami's bed, Viximon caught the scent of a food she has never smelled before. It reminded her of fish, but there were so many other things combined with it, it was practically begging her curiosity to come find out what it is.

So Viximon scurries down the stairs, following her nose until she came into the kitchen. There she found Takami at the stove, pouring some yellow-ish seasoning from a plastic container into a pot where the source of the scent was coming from. With her curiosity now ruling her mind, she climbed up to lay over Takami's shoulder and watch. "What is this delicious smell?!"

Takami was a little taken back from her sudden outburst. He thought Viximon was always the quiet type. "Well I took some tilapia fish, added garlic powder, pepper, seasoned salt and -" He then stopped as Viximon was focusing directly on the pot, panting slightly. She almost reminded him of a dog who wanted food. "And it will be ready in about 10 minutes."

Viximon snapped out of her trance and stared at him. "TEN MINUTES?! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO FOR TEN MINUTES WHEN I CAN CLEARLY SMELL THE FOOD?! THIS IS TORTURE~!" Viximon climbed down from his shoulder and rolled around on floor for dramatic effect.

Takami only laughed at her reaction. "Calm down it's not that big a deal."

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10 eternal minutes later

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Viximon was circling Takami's feet frantically, excited about this new exotic food she was about to eat. He opened the pot he left to simmer and the smell of his well-seasoned efforts filled the room. Viximon nearly wanted to jump straight into the pot and start eating, but she restrained herself. Takami prepared her a bowl and then made one for himself, then went back up to his room. Viximon was right on his heels, excited about her first real human world meal. Takami placed her bowl down on his bed then started eating some of his own.

Viximon hopped up to her bowl urgently and took another sniff of the fish before taking a small bite. Her eyes nearly teared up. It was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted in her life! Then she started taking larger bites, eager to getting more and more. Takami watched her reaction. "Is it really that good?"

Viximon turned to him and nodded eagerly. "It's the most wonderful thing I've ever tasted...~" she said with pure bliss and laying on her side, contently full.

"Glad you like it." Takami smiled and returned downstairs to preserve the rest in the refrigerator for later. By the time he came back up, Viximon was now walking in circles on his bed, trying to get comfortable. "It's getting pretty late now," he said after looking out the window. "How bout we go to sleep for the night?"

Viximon yawned. "Sleep would be very good right now...~"

Takami went to his bathroom to change into a shirt and shorts then climbed into bed. Viximon then crawled onto his collar bone and curled up into a little yellow ball. Takami then pulls up his blanket to cover both of them. "Good night, Viximon."

Viximon smiled up at him. "Good night, Takami." Then closed her eyes as Takami turned off his light and laid back onto his pillow.