Digimon: Data Squad
Masaru & Touma
Touma walked into the DATS headquarters with his partner Gaomon. He looked around for a certain brunette, but only sighed as he took a seat. 'Late as usual,' he thought as he watched Yoshino walk into the room.
"Hey Touma," she greeted him happily. "What's going on? Where's Masaru?"
Touma huffed, "Late as always. Probably still in bed." He couldn't understand how he could have been paired up with such a lazy and rowdy person as Daimon Masaru.
Before Yoshino could respond the doors opened once more as said youth just about stumbled into the room. His head was dipped towards his chest and he seemed to move sluggishly across the floor.
Apparently not looking where he was going, he bumped into a chair. "Hm?" he questioned as he finally looked at his surroundings. His face was flushed and his cheeks were tinted pink. His eyes seemed unfocused as he lowered himself into the chair and lolled his head backwards over the back of the chair.
Yoshino and Touma watched his entrance with curious and worried expressions. Yoshino walked up to her friend, "Umm, Masaru? Are you okay?" she asked attentively. The lack of speech from the brunette was unnerving as it was pretty much impossible to get him to shut up any other time.
"Ti. ..red," Masaru said breathily as he didn't even make a move to look at her. He didn't know why he was so tired, or why he felt so heavy.
"Aniki's been that way since this morning," a voice came from Masaru's belt. Suddenly a light shone from it and a yellow-orange-ish dinosaur looking creature stood next to the teen. He looked worried as he stood closer to his friend. "He won't tell me what's wrong."
Touma stood up and made his way to Masaru silently. He placed his hand on the youth's forehead, but as he did so the gesture seemed to bring the teen to his senses and he knocked away Touma's hand and sat up. Glaring at the boy he yelled at him, "Hands off pretty boy. What do you think you're doing?!"
Everyone was shocked at the sudden change in his condition, even Touma though he didn't show it. "Well, you seem fine to me." he replied grumpily as he walked back to his seat. He was still worried though, 'He's got a slight fever. I wonder if he caught something?' he thought to himself as he wiped a thin layer of sweat from his hand that he got from touching Masaru.
Before anymore could be said alarms started going off and their commander walked in the room. "What's going on?" he asked as his people punched away at their monitors.
"Sir. There is a confirmed digimon."
"Where?"
"Near the docks, sir. It's Drimogomon!"
"All right! Time to kick some serious butt, right Aniki?" Agumon asked Masaru. When he didn't get a response though he tugged a little on his friend's shirt, "Aniki?"
Masaru was pulled out of his trance and he looked down at his partner. "Right Agumon." He said, but with out any of the fire that he usually had.
Their commander caught his strange behavior and questioned him about it. "Masaru, are you all right?"
Masaru looked over and nodded, "Yea. I'm fine! Why does everyone keep asking that?" he laughed.
"Because you're not acting like yourself!" Yoshino quickly replied.
"If you wish, Yoshino can assist Touma on this mission if you're not feeling up to it."
"What?! Why?!" Masaru turned to face him head on. "I'm fine, really! As much as I would love to ditch pretty boy over there, this digimon is mine!"
"Yea! Now that's the Aniki I know," Agumon chimed in.
Masaru just smiled at him.
Touma glared at Masaru as he headed for the door. "Stop calling me that, baka." He hissed as he walked passed his partner.
"What did you call me?!" Masaru balled his fist and yelled at Touma.
"I will not fail you Commander," Touma said as he and Gaomon saluted his boss before heading out.
"Hey! I said this one's mine! Get back here!" Masaru ran after Touma and Gaomon with a whining Agumon close behind.
A/N: Ah. . .it feels so good to finally post something on here. I know it's not what most of my watchers want to see (I'm working on Saiyuki, I swear!) But lately I've been in a rut; not with just writing but everything. And my grandfather dying December 4th didn't help things. TT Anyways, I've gotten back into writing a little, and I think I'm starting to get back into the groove of things again (just in time too. School's only a few days away! LOL)
This was originally supposed to be a 'How it should have gone' fic, but as I was writing, it morphed into this. So please be gentle and take it as it is. Try not to compare it to the TV episode that's it was supposed to be based on. ; Thanks. Enjoy and please R&R.
PS. I own nothing. This is purely fanmade! Thank you.