Title: Sans Peur et Sans Seproche
Translation: [Fr.] Without Fear and Without Reaproach
Chapter: 1
Series: Digimon Frontier
Character(s): Takuya K, Flamon
Rating: M
Warning: TakuyaxFlamon, Koukuya
Summary: The mission has failed. Takuya never made the train to the digital world, and it was all thanks to Flamon. Six years later, a new evil has loomed over the real world, and as Kouji and the others fight off the corrupted in the digital world, Flamon is left fighting monsters in the real world—with Takuya as his tamer? (AU)

A/N: Too many people complained about Frontier being the "[stupid] season where people turn into digimon". Happy now? Someone has a digimon partner.
Actually, I just wanted a lame excuse to write another Frontier fan fiction, this time starring Flamon, haha!!
Please don't hate me. I understand Flamon IS Takuya, but—but it's too CUTE!! I hate it when I come up with pairings like that. Takato and Juri are cute, but it makes SENSE (plus, they were so, like, canon in that season anyways) but Flamon hitting it off with Takuya? Does that sound a tad weird to you? Dx

"I… I missed it. I actually missed the train…"
Darkness surrounded him. Something in the air forced him to shiver. He was almost too weak to stand.
"I don't believe it."
The digimon almost regretted going back to the human world. He still had to defeat Duskmon. He needed to save the digital world. He needed to protect his friends, go back and fight…
He needed to prove Kouji wrong.
Why am I here, he asked himself before a deep voice spoke, his surroundings almost turning black.
"Mission failed. You wanted to change destiny, and you did. You changed your mind at the last minute, wanting to follow your destiny, and you refused—"
"Wait, DarkTrailmon? Is that you? Take me back! I want to go back to the digital world!!"
"Mission failed." The voice repeated. "You could not catch the train and therefore, Takuya Kanbara is not the leader of the chosen children in the digital world. Two of the same one cannot exist, therefore…"
His heart literally stopped.
"You shall remain as the rookie variable digimon, Flamon. Good luck, and may this new destiny treat you well."
"Flamon…?" He looked down, realizing he was still that circus freak that scared off his aunt and the travelers in the Shibuya transit. His environment went dark as the digimon wrapped his top half with his arms. The wind, tenderly blowing across his hair, his skin, his tail, felt cold. He squinted as he could finally see a figure standing in front of him. The darkness slowly faded away and the wind died as the figure walked closer.
"Takuya?"
"Uuh? How did—"
The two blinked, and Flamon almost screamed from the inside out.
He wasn't kidding; I'm stuck as this—this thing!!
"Cool costume!" Takuya said, a small smile stretching his face. "But I can't help but say you look… familiar. Are you from around here?"
"Err… huh?"
"I mean, you know my name, and I… just…" Takuya took a deep sigh, but decided to shrug it off. "I'd figure I'll know who you are if I introduce myself more. I'm Takuya Kanbara—oh, heheh. You probably knew that already." The boy laughed it off, scratching the back of his head.
"Uhm… I'm…"
Do I really want to freak him—myself—out?
"Eh?"
"Oh, it's just- ah…" The digimon slightly scratched his chin in thought before his slowly stood up, eye to eye with himself. "I'm… I'm Flamon."
"Flamon?" Takuya cocked his head to the side, thinking as well. "Are you a cos player?"
"Wha--! Cos player?"
"Oh, this must be it!"
"Wait, I'm not following you—"
"This must be my destiny!"
Flamon's heart nearly stopped when he heard that word. He took a few steps back, slowly shaking his head.
"Uuh? Is something wrong, Flamon?"
"Wha—oh, it's nothing, really, it's just that…" the digimon forced a smile and gave Takuya thumbs up. "Yes! I am here for your destiny… I think."
"R—really?" Takuya, a tad confused, checked his phone, then shown it to Flamon, pointing at it. "But it says I was supposed to catch a train… and I saw that kid—"
"K—Kouji…"
"Kouji?"
"Oh, I mean, uhm…" Flamon thought for a moment before he decided to just go ahead and wing it; all this thinking was starting to become a chore with each question Takuya asked. "Well, I decided to get off the train. You were supposed to meet me."
"Wow…" Takuya put his phone in his pocket and nodded. "Okay, so now what do we do?"

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Accepting the fact that Flamon was now magically a new part of his destiny, Takuya thought it was okay to bring him over to the house. After fifteen minutes of staring from nearby civilians, they arrived at the place the both of them called home.
"Takuya, what… is… that?"
"Moooommm!"
The mother almost shivered, looking at her son, who was almost crying, and the… boy, was it? The boy next to him looked rather…
"He's a cos player, mom."
"Oh, uhm…" Mrs. Kanbara was speechless. The room was silent for a few moments until the phone rang. Perfect timing, she thought as she shooed the two boys, knowing she was going to start arguing with her husband. Shinya, who was too busy playing the new video game he received as a birthday present, completely ignored his older brother as Takuya took off his shoes, then turned to Flamon, who wasn't wearing any shoes to begin with.
"Oh, umm…" Takuya decided to shrug it off and urged Flamon to follow him into his room. One failed attempt to grab a strawberry from Shinya's birthday cake and a few steps later, the boy sighed and shut his door as Flamon took a look around the room. A desk, a bookcase, a small TV with some of Shinya's video games, a few dirty clothes thrown around the floor, and a bunk bed, where Flamon knew he slept on top.
"You can sit on the bottom bunk, if you like." Takuya said, pulling a chair from the nearby desk. "I'm still confused, and I'd like to ask a couple of questions… if you don't mind."
Oi, here we go again, Flamon thought as he took his seat on the bottom bunk.
The goggle-head thought for a moment and pointed at the small digimon. "How did you make that outfit?"
"Don't assume I'm a cos player, Takuya." Flamon twitched. "I'm a digimon."
"Di… digimon?" Takuya blinked a few times and sat on his chair, where his arms rested on the back. "What is that?"
"Well… it's kinda hard to explain." Flamon replied, thinking for a moment. "I suppose a short way to put it is a digital monster."
"Uhm…" Takuya leaned forward, his butt poking out of the front side of the chair. "So I assume you're…"
"No, Takuya. I'm not a cos player."
"Ah."
The room was silent for a few minutes. Assuming the goggle head didn't have much to say, the digimon simply shrugged and stood up, taking a small stretch.
"Oh wait, Fla-chan?"
"Fla-chan?"
"Oh, I'm sorry." Takuya chuckled. "Do you mind? I mean… you're cute."
Fla-chan? Where did this come from suddenly? Not even a -kun honorific, I go RIGHT for –chan… "Uhm… sure, I guess." Flamon leaned against the bunk bed, blushing. "What is it?"
"So if you're a digital monster… that means you have a home?"
My home is right here! He wanted to scream, but decided against it. "No, I don't have a home. I had to leave my home to find you—"
"Leave? Oh no!!" Takuya stood from his chair and made his way towards the door. "That cannot be allowed. You can stay here for awhile, lemme ask my mom, m'kay?"
"Uh—o… okay." Flamon's voice became small (he was assuming it was because he nearly freaked out in his mind (What the hell is MOM going to think about this?) as Takuya walked out the door, shutting it behind him. The digimon sighed and looked down at his hands once more, frowning. There has got to be a way, he thought. I can't stay this way forever…
Taking another look at his room, he couldn't help but smile. At least I am home, he thought. The next thing he knew, he found himself climbing onto his top bunk, sighing in relief as he set his head on his pillow. I never would have thought I would miss this place so much…
"Uhh… Fla-chan?"
The digimon shot up. Takuya, standing in front of the door, closed it shut, a small smile stretched across his face. "Sorry. That doesn't look like a very inviting place to sleep but…" the grin grew. "You comfortable?"
Flamon immediately jumped off the top bunk in embarrassment. "I… I'm sorry." He mumbled. "It's just that—"
"Hey, don't worry about it." Takuya replied, taking his seat on the chair again. "You can sleep up there too, if you like."
"Too?"
The smile still remained on Takuya's face.
I wonder what I am thinking right now… Flamon thought for a second as he took a seat on the floor. But even more… I wonder what the DarkTrailmon meant with a 'new destiny… does this mean there is a greater evil? And how will I be able to overcome it? Will I be my own strength?

TO BE CONTINUED:: Working on the second chapter right now, hoboy, what fun…
After two attempts at working on the story, I HOPE this is that "third time's a charm" mess.
R&R, kthx~