Ayame's Chronicles- Summer Plans
#6 of Ayame's Chronicles
A bit of a slow filler chapter in Ayame's Chronicles...
Takami awoke the next morning covered by something furry laid on his chest. After he blinked a couple of times to clear his vision, he saw that it was Ayame who had crawled out of his bed and curled up next to him on the floor. He was ready to nearly yelp in surprise but then considered it kind of sweet. He looked around his room to find his clock, which read 10:41 A.M. 'Wow, we must have been more tired than we thought,' he said to himself and took a second look at his jeans he wore yesterday.
He sat up to get a better look at it, without disturbing Ayame. The pocket was glowing slightly. Takami carefully placed Ayame's head down on a pillow, which she snuggled into promptly. He dug into his pocket and pulled out an object that looked like a rounded triangle. It had blue around most of it with white surrounding the screen and buttons. He turned it around in his hands and saw a thin slot in the side of it. On the opposite side of the slot, there was a red button. The main part of this device had a screen at the top, and 4 buttons which seemed to form a paw print. Takami was utterly lost at what it was.
Ayame sensed that the pillow was nowhere near as warm as the one she chose last night and sat up, yawning. "Takami, what are you doing?"
Takami turned to her, slightly startled. "Sorry Rena- I mean, Ayame. I didn't mean to wake you up." Takami walks back over to Ayame and sits next to her. "But I found this weird thing glowing in my jeans pocket from yesterday. Any idea what it is?" He then hands Ayame the strange device he found.
Ayame quickly looked it over, turning it in her paws. "Clearly it's a digivice. And you mean to say you didn't see it in there yesterday?"
Takami shook his head, "Nope, I specifically remember that my pockets were empty before I took them off... Wait, so does this make me a Digi-destined?!"
Ayame shrugged, "I guess you can be whatever you want to. So what are we doing today and more importantly, what is for breakfast?"
"Is everything you think about food and training?" Takami laughed as he got up from the floor. Ayame giggled, "No, sometimes I think about a hyperactive boy I know of." Takami blushed slightly, 'I'm not hyperactive...! Am I?"
When Ayame finishes her morning stretches, she scurries downstairs in hope of another delicious smell to come from the kitchen. Oddly, she was disappointed by the smell of nothing. "What happened to breakfast?!" Ayame said frantically as she looked around the kitchen, then ran into various rooms, thinking Takami hid it somewhere.
"We're out of food. A certain vixen-like Digimon I know of eats like a vacuum cleaner." Takami said after pulling his head out of a near-empty refrigerator. "But have no fears, I will get some take-out food. It's getting close to 11 so some businesses should be opening up." Takami slips on a t-shirt and shorts and picks up a phone. "How do you feel about pizza for breakfast?"
Ayame turned to him immediately. "Pizza?! Is it like sandwiches?!" Takami shook his head and laughed, "No, it's better than sandwiches." Takami left soon after ordering three boxes and Ayame fiddled with the digivice he found and wandered around the house.
Takami returned home 30 minutes later, with two boxes of pepperoni, sausage and extra cheese pizzas. Ayame nearly tackled him when he entered. "I COULD SMELL THAT OVER A MILE AWAY! I WANT SOME NOW!!!" Ayame again struggled to open the box (she really isn't good with containers now is she?) before getting upset and anxious and used her claws to simply slice it open, cutting the pizza as well. "Take that, you foul inhibiter of my delectable!" She said proudly while eating her first slice of pizza from the defeated box, letting out a squeal of glee from the first bite. "I love this Pizza thing you have!"
Takami smiled and shook his head, 'Poor box never stood a chance...' "Well while you eat, I'm going to check the mail. Try not to eat it all before I get back."
Takami walked out of his house to his mailbox while stretching. He opened his mail box and found an unusual envelope. While walking back into his house, he turned it around over and over in his hands. The pattern on the envelope itself seemed oddly familiar. He returned to the kitchen to find one slice of pizza remaining and an Ayame lounging in 3 chairs put together, wagging her tail lazily.
"Well at least some pizza survived..." he said while wondering how she could eat so much in two minutes. Ayame turned around and smiled at him, "I liked the fish better, tasted more home made. Any mail?"
"Just this weird envelope," he responded while opening it and reading the title of the letter. "Izuru Summer Camp? ... Looks like an invitation to an invite-only summer camp."
Ayame looked confused. "What's a 'Summer Camp'?"
"It's basically a place to leave kids for the summer. I usually go to them since I have nothing better to do. And I think we should go to this one."
"Why is that? Isn't staying home more fun?"
Takami walked over to Ayame and let her have a closer look at the stamp in the corner. Her eyes widened slightly as it had an almost exact copy of the shape of Takami's digivice. "I see ... When do we leave?"
"It says the bus comes to pick... us? Up at 3:00 this afternoon. We'd better get packing in a little bit!"
Ayame nodded but then looked down, then looked back up at Takami. "I have a little favor to ask of you, Takami..."
"What is it...?"
Ayame looked as though she were trying to get her thoughts together. "Well I was wondering... if I could get some... clothes?"
Takami looked epically confused. "So all this time you run around in your fur and feel fine up until now?"
"My fur is fine, but you gave me a name to be different. I don't see any other Renamons running around in human clothes." Ayame flashed him a smile in order for him to cave.
"Trying to stand out in a digital crowd? Okay, why not? Let's go!"
"I don't think I should be out in public though... five foot fox humanoids don't just walk down the street every day, you know."
"I think I could figure out something..." Takami said with a smirk as he went into another room and came back with several measuring tapes.
"What are those for...?" Ayame asked nervously.
One session of measuring later
Takami was writing down on a sheet of paper as he put the measuring tapes away, "That wasn't so bad, now was it?"
Ayame had a sort of dazed look as her ears twitched, "Can we not do that again? I have grown to dislike measuring..." she replied with a sweat drop.
"No one likes it," Takami then walked towards the front door, "I'll be back in about thirty minutes."
Ayame nodded at him with slight confusion but then wandered around, trying to find something else to do.
Takami returned later carrying several bags of something when Ayame ran (more like leaped) down the stairs to greet him.
"Glad to see I was missed. Anyway, I got you something," he said with a smile and held up the bags.
"You got me bags?"
"No... I got you things in the bags."
"And what would that be? IS IT FOOD?!"
"NO. IT'S NOT FOOD. You have a huge appetite by the way... inside these bags are clothes I got from a store nearby here. Felt kind of weird walking into a woman's section... got a couple of unwanted comments..."
Ayame perked up and then took the bags and started searching through them for something she liked, wagging her tail curiously while searching. Takami was trying to dodge the random clothes projectiles that flew out from her searching.
"Oooh! I like this one!" Ayame said as she held up a black and silver shirt with the words "Foxy" written in Japanese on the back. "Now how exactly do I use it again?"
Takami's eye twitched at her comment, "Okay I'm going to tell you slowly so you can keep up," trying hard not to use sarcasm. "First, put the large opening over your head and bring it up through the small opening at the top. Then move your arms through the holes in the side."
Ayame didn't really notice his instructions as she figured it out on her own. "All done!"
"It's on backwards, and upside down..."
Ayame did a sweat drop, "... I knew that..."
One long tutorial of how to wear clothes later
Ayame stood proudly in her shirt and dark blue jeans that fit loosely, but not too loosely, to not inhibit her movements in combat and also cut a small hole in the back for her tail. She twirled around happily in front of Takami. "How do I look?" with a giggle added on the end.
He smiled, "It suits you, now come upstairs and help me pack, then we can figure out how that digivice thing works."
"I started fiddling with it a lot while you were gone and got most of it down. It's quite a device! Maps, radar, communicator, even a place to store Digimon!"
Takami blinked, "That's a lot to do for such a small thing. Well, let's get packing then."
After finishing packing, Takami stood outside with his suitcase, waiting for the bus. He noticed that he wasn't the only one waiting in his neighborhood though. Rua and Suri exited their houses with suitcases too. 'They have Digimon too?! That's a shocker...' They both headed over to Takami's front yard with their items so the bus could only stop at one house.
"I guess I'm not the only one," Suri said as she plopped her suitcase down to sit on. "So who do you guys have? I got Dorumon."
Rua leaned on Takami's porch, "I got Labramon."
"Ayame's my partner."
Suri and Rua turned to him in confusion. "Who's Ayame?"
"Well she's actually a Renamon, but she likes being called Ayame. Neat isn't it?"
Suri nodded slowly, "It's definitely different."
"Hey look, the bus is coming," Rua pointed out while pointing at the end of the street, the first change in in their destinies approaching.
I think I'll stop here for tonight... And if you guys are wondering why I can post these so quickly on here, its because I have it already on fanfiction.net. Though, I think I could get some interesting new commentary from here too, so why not? :D