The unlikely Duo and the Digital World. (Korrag4, Chibineko)

Grahm just stood there, jaw dropped in shock and staring intensely.
Nothing he had ever read or learned about could fit the description of the strange animal before him, even if it had, the thing talked! What kind of freaky snowball monster was this?
After a few moments of self-collection, he placed his hands on his hips and laughed uncomfortably.

He mumbled to himself
"So first I chase an unimaginably cute girl onto a train, then I bumped my head and then suddenly end up in the middle of nowhere, now a white tennis ball is talking..."
With a loud laugh, he blurted out
"Clearly, either I'm dead or I've gone crazy!"

Completely ignoring the taunts of the creature before him, Grahm thought to himself.
"Hmm"
Glancing down at his 'digivice' or whatever that thing called it, Grahm noticed the icons had changed on his map. One icon had turned from yellow to blue and the two that represented them were still blue to begin with.
But curiously, there was a red dot much further away coming at them from a good distance away.

"What the heck is...?"
Raising his hand above his eyes to block the sunlight, Grahm peers off into the distance where the incoming object should be.
"Is that... Some kind of giant bug!?"

Grahm cocked his head to the side and, with a skeptical grimace, asked
"What the heck is a Digimon?"
Shaking his head, he cut off his own question.
"No, there's no time for that, you said something about a city? That should be our first priority, I want you two to get a head start, I'll stay behind a ways and distract it to keep it away from you two."

Grahm shirked off his jacket, tied it around his waist and began stretching.
"Anything you can tell me about this thing? If it's anything as dumb as it looks, I should be fine so long as I don't let it touch me right?"

With a confident grin, he laughed. Waving back nonchalantly, he assured her.
"Then I just have to not get hit, right? Now get out of here, if I'm lucky I can grab it's attention before he even notices you two."

Before waiting for any kind of response, Grahm charged off towards uncertain fate, grinning all the while.
"This won't be the first time I've gambled with my life and it certainly won't be the last! [English: Come at me you ugly freak!]"
Skidding to a halt, Grahm grabbed a random rock from the floor and flung it at the creature.

Needless to say it had little effect but to antagonize Kuwagamon, who was now charging at him full force.
"Oh, huh, I kinda hoped it flinch a little at least...."
Taking his fighting position, Grahm was ready to face it to the best of his abilities.

As soon as the Kuwagamon had come in range, Grahm began playing footsies with it to the best of his abilities. Despite their staggering inefficiency, he kept throwing out punches like he had trained himself to.
Dodge, dodge, strike, dodge, dodge, strike. The tempo rang clearly in his mind.
"Never miss a beat, never miss a beat, never miss a- waugh!"

The grassy plains weren't quite the same as a Boxing ring, he'd tripped.
As the Kuwagamon's pincers closed in on him, he faced the seemingly certain death with a fiery rage. His thoughts were clear as a bell, 'No! I can't die here! I WON'T DIE HERE!'

With a blinding flash of light, something flew from one of the nearby craters into Grahm and illuminated the surrounding area with an ethereal blue light.

"Execute! Spirit Evolution!"
When the lights had Dimmed, Grahm was holding Kuwagamon's pincers open with his now gloved hands, struggling but certainly better off than before.
In a flash, he released it's Pincers and backdashed away from his foe, examining his drastically changed appearance.
"[English: W-What the hell? What happened to me?]"
Before he could get too lost in his evolution, his true problem reared it's ugly head.

Narrowly dodging a lunge from Kuwagamon, he stepped to the side and delivered a devastating uppercut to it's abdomen.
"STORM.... UPPER!"
With that strike, Kuwagamon reeled back in pain, not so much from any significant damage but from the sheer shock of actually feeling that attack.
"Hah, how's that?!.... Well, from the looks of things, still insignificant, time to go!"

After a few more back-hops to gain distance, Grahm immediately turned (literal) tail and began sprinting off in the direction of Haruka.

With an uncomfortable shiver, Grahm pulled himself away and pulled his mask down.
"Really not the time for this, why aren't you inside already???"
Pulling back and looking over his shoulder, he cringed and searched for the red menace.

Without thinking, Grahm grabbed Haruka's hand, scooped up Yukine and ran for the entrance.
"I made it this far, but there's no telling whether or not that thing's going to keep coming after us, we'd better take shelter as soon as possible."