welcome to the circus [open]

Viktor took a long, unbridled sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He hated circuses, everything about them. The food, the attractions, the claustrophobic tent and most of all the crowds. Mass of people flocked in the area as he was sitting in the audience, right next to Genesis who was rather enjoying herself, being that this was her first circus. Viktor was not here by choice, but rather because this took place on federal property, he was required to sit through the same tomfoolery every year. Charities usually didn't have to pay anything on federal land, and this one definitely sought to take advantage of that. People continued to flock as he yet again sighed, having to scan every person in his head, eyeballing them up and down and determining if they were a threat or not. Genesis could sniff out any holo suited Digimon and Viktor would have to run it to DATS if they were, in fact, Digimon.

Luckily, no such occurrence happened. And Genesis could enjoy the show without any real hinderance. She took notice, almost right away, of a scantily clad entertainer, she caught Viktor's eye too. But he wasn't going to sacrifice his job for a good looking dancer, not now anyway. But something about her...The pair couldn't put their finger on it. But she wasn't normal.

Genesis noticed a kid who was sitting near them, acting nervous and jittery, she spoke in a friendly voice: "So is this your first circus too?"

She placed her 'hands' on her knees as she waited a response. The animals were being walked in circles, Genesis intrigued by the creatures, Viktor hoping the Tiger would cause an "accident". Which led to a disappointed third sigh, not that Genesis heard it. Viktor figured, the way she was focused, they're might have been Digimon in the audience. And for all he knew, the Ringmaster was some nutcase or just a polite old man.

With his luck, he thought the former.

Harry finally made it over to Miyashita Park where the circus was being held. Ever since he first heard about it, he couldn’t wait to check it out. Back in Denver, his parents would take him over to the circus whenever they came to town. He enjoyed watching the acrobats, the clowns, and the animals. The food was definitely the best part. Now that one has come over to Shibuya, there was no way he was going to miss it. Best of all, he was going to take his best friend, Marcia, with him. Sure, it took some doing to convince her to join him, but she eventually agreed to try it out. He didn’t understand why she needed to study all the time anyway. Her college entry exam doesn’t start for a while. It wouldn’t kill her to take the time and have some fun once in a while.

Once he stepped foot inside the park, Harry saw all the tents and the people gathering around them. This was making him feel like a kid all over again. He walked around the park, taking in all of the colorful decorations and attractions. He thought he might have seen some of the animals walking by and into the large middle tent. That must be where the main show was going to start. It still seems like they might be setting up in there and he didn’t see Marcia anywhere. This could be his chance to look around some more before going inside.

He went over to one of the smaller tents. This one seems to be giving out snacks and drinks to the hungry people going into the big tent. Of course, Harry noticed that the booth was being run by a beautiful young girl. She was just his type. Hard-working, smart, friendly, and of course gorgeous. Not to mention that he hasn’t been on a date in a few months. He quickly took his place in line and as soon as it was his turn, he leaned over on the counter, smirking and giving her his signature look. “I was going to get some cotton candy, but I think I’ll have you instead. You’re much sweeter.” He told her with a wink. The woman gave him a confused and disgusted look. She ignored him and started serving the next person in line. This shocked Harry. It seem like she was playing hard to get. A lot of girls he tried to ask out have been doing that lately. “Come on, don’t be like that. I really do want some cotton candy. Of course, once you get off work, maybe you and I can go hang out? Come on.”

(Best read while listening to the correct songs for the different sections)

I made it just in time, the main show hadn’t started yet but there had been some minor acts like the display of the animals and a few dancers. I found what seemed to be the only seat left next to a grown man who sighed allot and a slightly over excited woman. I sunk back in my seat trying to shy away from the large man next to me. My fears subsided as the lights dimmed and the stage cleared. It was time for the show to start.

A white mist spread across the stage as sharp ice-like decorations grew out of them; a brilliant blue light shone up threw the crystals creating a multitude of dancing figures across the crowed as they rotated. Out of the mist and onto the crystals climbed a multitude of men chanting as they pretended to mine the ice. (Their chant: Link ) As their chant continued a single large crystal grew from the center of the circular stage. Standing upon the crystal was a single cloaked figure that hid its face and body from all. As their chant died down the mist grew to envelop their crystals making them disappear from sight.

Standing still ass a statue the figure waits as music builds up in the background and soon rhythmic drumbeats are heard throughout the tent. (Song: Link ) Following the trend of the music the cloaked figure walks off of the edge of the crystal only for a platform to be formed under her. In a spiral staircase she walked up to the tent drawing a blade from under her cloak and gaining speed till she was at a sprint. Her cloak lifting up revealing a lightly armored woman with curled pink hair. As she reached high in the tent the music suddenly stopped and so did she, her cloak tearing off and fluttering down into the mist.

The plucking of guitar strings soon picked up and the woman’s singing fills the room. (Song: Link) as she sings four orbs lower from the ceiling, rotating on ribbons matching their orbs. “Red like roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest. White is cold and always yearning, burdened by a royal test. Black the beast descends from shadows. Yellow beauty burns gold.”

Then, mist erupts from the ice and forms in front of her, a mechanical beast seen within. An animatronic arm swinging out to strike her but with practiced grace she leaps upon the arm of the monster making her seam as a bug in comparison. On its hand she crouches, ready to strike the beast. She leaps up and towards the beast only to be swatted away and land on a new platform.

The beast charges at her spinning with its fake claws outstretched picking up speed along with the music. Strikes were swapped between the anamatronic beast and the woman building up momentum till the woman was flung far into the air and seemed to just hover there a moment as she began singing once more glaring perfectly into the eyes of the beast before falling directly upon it to begin a midair dance never truly touching the ground but dancing amongst the air by leaping off of the beast.

Then, after catching the woman within its hands, the beast itself began to sing the woman. As the beast sang the woman broke free and continued her dance, the two of them singing in turns. After one final line the woman strikes her sword into the beast’s head silencing it and leaving it to fall back into the mist as she stood on a platform watching it.

The show over the lights blacked out and the stage cleared and a stunned silence was left over the crowed.

As he was sitting in the audience waiting for the show to start, Harry had been in slightly foul mood. He was just going to break that hot chick at the concession stand down and get her to go on a date with him. Then from out of nowhere, Marcia grabbed the collar his shirt and dragged him into the main tent. A second before, and he would have had her phone number. Why does she always do this to him? Didn’t she want him to be happy? Now he was sitting next to him, his arms crossed over his chest, and looking miserable. He rather not have her get angry at him, so he stayed put on his seat. Hopefully, seeing the show will lighten his mood, but he somewhat doubt it.

Suddenly, the lights dimmed and white mist was spreading throughout the stage. Once the crystals and the dancers came out, Harry raised an eyebrow and leaned forward on his seat. So far, the show was starting to get interesting. Then a large crystal was coming out of from the stage, with a cloaked figure on top. There was more mist coming up and the cloaked figure coming down the crystal she was standing on, eventually taking it off to reveal a woman with pink hair. This immediately got Harry’s attention. He couldn’t help but stare at the dancer’s gorgeous figure as she was dancing gracefully. She also has really great singing voice too. This was definitely the perfect girl for Harry. As he kept watching she seemed to be battling some mechanical creature using her sword, dancing and singing still.

Soon, the dancer managed to cut off the head of the monster and the lights blacked out. For a moment, Harry was stunned and speechless. After that, he quickly stood up from his seat and started clapping as hard as he could, whistling and cheering loudly. This was, by far, the best circus show that he had ever seen. Between the dancers, the excellent special effects, the music, and especially that beautiful pink haired dancer, everything was perfect. He didn’t even care if he was the only one cheering at this point, he definitely wanted an encore. Better yet, maybe a chance to meet that pink haired beauty.

After the circus performance, Harry and Marica exited the main tent. Harry was still amazed at that performance. He would’ve never thought that Japanese circuses could put on such a good show like that, of course it was after he got over the fact that Japan even had circuses. And boy, they were so much better than ones in Denver. He was really glad that he brought Marcia here to watch this. He didn’t want to show it, but he knew that there was stuff going on in her mind. All he wanted to do was to help her forget about it for a moment and relax. Just looking at her, he knew that she had a great time too. He looked over at her and gave her a nice smile.

“Hey, thanks for coming to the circus with me. I knew it would be more fun with you came along with me.” He told her. He looked over at his watch and then back to Marcia. “I better get moving. My old man wanted me to help him fix some stuff around the apartment.” He gave a quick gaze over at the woman in the concession stand. “Although…I could be a few minutes late.” Just then, he remembered how Marcia dragged him away and shook his head and hands, knowing that she was giving him that annoyed look. “It’s not what you think! Honest!” He lowered his head and sighed, seeing that she wasn’t buying it. “Oh nevermind….I’m just going to go home…I’ll talk to you more online. See ya.” So Harry slowly walked off, putting his hands in his pocket and leaving the park. Even though he missed out on another date, at least he had a good time with his best friend watching a circus act. Someday, though, he was going to meet that pink-haired dancer and ask her out.

-Exit-

Miya brushed hair out of her eyes with a huff.

"So is everything they do tonight going to be stolen from a movie, or just that?" Miya growled, she was regretting coming here already, and it had only been about thirty minutes. Though he didn't want to admit it, he was thinking the same thing. He was bored, and now angry, Disney didn't take lightly to such things. Miya stood up from her seat and Nikolai did the same, they turned around and left the big top, they'd find something else to do. Though there wasn't much so far of interest. Miya was more worried about why her cell wasn't getting a signal.

"Hey. Miya... what do you think's going on with our phones?" Nikolai asked, Miya didn't reply. Nikolai frowned, and Miya crossed her arms.

"It may just be other people's phones. Nothing to get worried about." Miya finally answered, her face blank. Her eyes focused on the screen of her phone. Nikolai had taken his out, before shoving it back in his pocket, while Miya put her's in her Cardigan pocket. Nikolai smiled slightly, before yawning. Miya's eyes narrowed.

"This isn't that fun."

(I hope you don't mind me coming back to the thread. I only brought back Harry, so you don't need to wait for Marcia.)

Harry was running out from his apartment as fast as he could. He just had to know if it was still there; if she was still there. He didn’t have time to call Marcia (she would also only get in the way). There was only person that did want to go with him, whether he wanted to or not. This time, Harry was wearing his backpack as he was heading over the park. Inside this backpack was a small metal missile like creature. His head popped out of the pack and held on to the sides of the hole. He didn’t understand where Harry was going and why he needed to run so fast. Harry turned his head over to him.

“Doing okay back there, Rog!?” He yelled over at him.

The Missimon glared over at him. “Can you slow down, sir? Why are we in such a rush.” Said Rog, his eyes lighting up every time he spoke.

“Hah. You’ll see, little guy.” Harry said to him.

Earlier, he was so amazed that his little Rog was only just a little bomb thing. Then all of the sudden, his weird device he got from his computer started lighting up and making beeping noises. Then the digimon started to glow and changed into a Missimon. This amazed Harry a lot. And of course, Harry thought that he should call him Rog, as in the word “Roger” that you would say when you confirm something over a radio transmission. Well…At least Harry thought it was clever. Rog didn’t really get it, but didn’t mind the name.

Soon enough, Harry made it back to Miyashita Park. The familiar sight of the circus tents can been seen spread across the area. He didn’t miss it. Now he just hoped that a certain pink haired girl was still there. He moved over to the park entrance and looked around. He didn’t see a lot of people around. She had to still be here. He glanced over and finally noticed a woman with pink hair going into one of the smaller tents. That has to be her. His hot dancing date. Even from a distance, she looks so beautiful. He ran over to the tent as fast as he could, with Rog holding on tight the backpack again.

“Harry, sir! Stop running so fast!”

Harry stopped at the larger tent with the smoking coming out. He put his back to the wall of the tent, thinking of the best way to ask her out. Of course, he could start by compliment her dancing. Or he could just ask her outright. So many possibilities. Then something else came to mind. Why were there smoke coming out of that tent? She did bring a set of clothes with her and a towel. Maybe this was…a showering tent? That thought made the boy’s cheek blush bright red. He couldn’t just barge right in there. If there was one thing that Harry wasn’t, it was a pervert. He’s just a classy guy like that. He would just have to wait for her to come out of the tent.

Soon, Rog’s head poked out of the backpack again. “Sir. I really think we shouldn’t be here. This looks like a restricted area. What are we even doing here anyway?” Rog asked curiously, with a slight amount of irritation in his voice.

Harry hushed him, trying to keep quiet. “Shhh…Quiet. I don’t want her to hear us!” He whispered to his digimon.

Just when he said that, Rog got out of his backpack and floated over to his tamer’s face, lowering his voice. “She? Is this about a female?” He was getting even more irrigated. Girls were all that Harry could talk about the whole time he was with him. He didn’t think it would get them to a situation like this.

Harry glared back at him. “Look. This ain’t just any girl. This is a dancer…from a circus. This opportunity will not, I repeat, not ever happen again. So you better not ruin this for me. ”
The Missimon was getting even more annoyed. “You do know that’s more to life than girls, right sir? Like strict training and discipline. Let’s go home and clean that mess of a room of yours. On the double.”

“Hey hey, this won’t take long. I’ll just swoon her with my sweet words and we’ll be done.”

“I won’t have that, sir. All of this is a waste of time.”

“Then why did you even come with me then? “

“To stop you from doing stupid things like this.”

As Harry and Rog were silently arguing, they didn’t notice that the dancer went back to the smaller tent close to them. Suddenly, there were some noises coming from that. Rog heard it and turned to Harry. “Sir. There’s noises coming from that tent over there.”

Harry glared annoyingly at his digimon. “Hey. Don’t you start changing the subject now.”

The Missimon looked over at the tent again. “I’m serious. There’s something going on over there.”

Soon enough, there was a loud scream and a young girl ran out of the tent, with the pink haired dancer chasing after her. Both Harry and Rog couldn’t believe what they saw.

After a bit of hesitation, Rog spoke. “…Harry, sir…I think this would be a good time to return to base.” At that moment, Rog realized that Harry wasn’t there. He looked forward and saw the young black boy running after them. The Missimon grunted with disgust and chased after him.