Woe is me! [Yomi/Kathy]

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Since Yomi had tried going through that portal, she had definitely spent more time sleeping than actually awake. First, after the shock, she had slept for more than 24 hours. Now, almost twenty hours had passed since Katherine and Jazz had flown back to their tent, at the Deeplane City Council settlement. This time, carrying a digimon. 

It was another morning. Katherine had brushed her teeth, changed out of her pajamas and made breakfast. Jazz was supposed to take care of Yomi during half of the day, while she worked along Bastian. Then, Katherine would tag and would take care of their friend during the evening.

“I’m going now.” Katherine took out her digivice, ready to open a portal in a minute, and giving a quick hug to Jazz. “If Yomi wakes up, just let me know, okay?” The Renamon was sleeping idly over the same bed Yomi had used during all of these days. Jazz nodded and waved her goodbyes at the tamer.

The Chohakkaimon spent most of the morning training outside, just moving her mace and practicing moves. She sat over the dirt and let out a sigh as her hammer disappeared in her right hand. Gosh, this was boring. Nei didn’t really like to train with her and since she had to take care of Yomi, she couldn’t go anywhere else. If only she would wake u…

Before the pig-girl could even finish that thought, a squeal startled her. Well, it had happened. The Chohakkaimon rushed back into the tent and found Yomi, horrified at her own looks.

“You’re awake, Yomi!” The Chohakkaimon greeted the girl with a grin. Okay, so… this was normal, right? Jasso had said Yomi would be panicking when she woke up. And it seemed like she was!

“Y-Yes… you’re… a Digimon now. This is your sprite form, as some call it. Don't worry! It's very likely you'll be back at your human form eventually. ” Jazz tilted her head, staring at Renamon. Maybe she was oversimplifying things. “I would say you look pretty cool now. I wonder if you’re strong…” She raised her gaze, thinking.

Okay, so… this had to be shocking for Yomi, no doubt. But… Katherine and Jazz had already warned her this could happen right? Since they discovered she had a D-Tector, they all knew it was very likely this moment would come sooner or later.

“A… what, now?” Slowly tilting her head, Chohakkaimon questioned the meaning of Yomi’s statement. Why did it feel like she had heard that word before? Whatever was the case, she wasn’t sure what a ‘furry’ was. Maybe something with… fur? Yomi did have some of that right now. A lot, even.

Jazz just watched the whole charade take place, as Yomi discovered how her anatomy and her voice had changed as a whole. It was… a bit funny, that much couldn’t be denied.

“I-It’s not wrong! I think you look super cool!” Jazz made a pause, while she admired Yomi’s new form. “I had seen a couple of Renamon from when I lived in the desert but I had definitely never seen a black one! According to Jasso’s D-Terminal, you’re a virus type, so that’s pretty interesting considering…” Jazz kept muttering, a hand around her chin while she examined the beast’s body.

It didn’t take long for the digimon to interrupt her with a squeal. What was she… doing? Jazz stared at Renamon with a countenance that denoted that thought exactly. “What’s… wrong?” She asked, while the fox tried to cover some parts of her body. Again, another wail.

“What do you mean?” The Chohakkaimon’s green eyes examined the parts Yomi was covering. “You… Oh!” She then realized what the teenager was trying. Unavoidably, she chuckled. “You don’t have to cover those! You’re not a human anymore. No one would be aroused by a digimon that has some human features! … I think.” Jazz just added that because, for some reason, she felt maybe that could happen? Who knows?

“In any case, you don’t need clothes when you’re a digimon, silly!” She dismissed Yomi’s worriedness by waving her hand. “I mean…” There was a bit of a clarification to be made. “… Some of us have it! But the rest of my forms don’t use clothes, and we don’t need them. I think your clothes will be back when you come back to your human form.” Was she sure enough about this? Probably not. “I wonder when that might be, though.” Again a pensive expression made its way to her face.

“Can you try coming back? Maybe using your digivice?” It would definitely help if the girl could go back being a human. It would stop the ‘freaking out’ part, at least. However, Jazz’s Chohakkaimon form wasn’t exactly good at calming people down or making them feel better. A proof for that would probably be the pig-girl’s next comment.

“You do look… very pretty.”

Yes. That was probably inappropriate, considering the situation.

Even if she wasn’t really good at it, if Jazz was going to try to calm Yomi, she would give her best effort.

“Many digimon don’t wear them.” The Chohakkaimon moved both her suited paws, a bit nervous. “The clothes are not there to cover anything. In most cases, they are a part of our digital structure. Remember? We talked about it back in the cave.” It was probably unlikely she would remember something like that out of the bat right now, but it was a good time to help her with it.

“A… girl.” That was a complex question. Okay! Jazz liked this game! “You’re neither a girl or a boy right now. You’re a digimon. Some of us have traits akin to a certain gender like our voice or the shape of our bodies. In a strict sense, we do not have a gender, but humans prefer to see us as female or male depending on our physical characteristics. However, we do not have sexual organs that can put us in either category.” Was she doing a good job? The pig girl crossed her arms, thinking on how to provide a better explanation.

“Humans consider me a female digimon through all of my forms so far. Even if they have doubts with some, especially the most 'beastly' ones.” She explained. “I have never seen a human interact with a Renamon before but… let’s see…” Jazz approached her and took a good look at Renamon’s anatomy, going as far as grabbing her by her right arm and giving her a little spin. “If I’ve learned anything about humans before, I would say you would definitely qualify as a female digimon for them.”

Yomi started looking for her D-Tector, in order to try getting back to her human form.

“We couldn’t leave it even if we wanted to, the thing doesn’t want to leave your side.” Jazz shrugged. Then, she noticed the object stuck to the Renamon’s back. “There.” She pointed at the artifact with a smile.

Handling the thing to her… might not have been the best idea.

“M-Me? Have you seen… these!?” The hog extended one of her paws to Renamon, while she held the gadget with the other one. Yomi would quickly notice they were… huge. Very similar to the ones of a pig in shape. “It actually took me a while to learn to grab most stuff.” The hoofs started… moving! Actually, as if they were fingers.

“But… actually pressing buttons might be a bit…” The attempt to distance the D-Tector with her left paw and try to press a button with the tip of her right paw proved to be futile. Jazz let out a sigh.

“Aaaaaanyways!” She quickly incorporated. “I think it’s not about pressing buttons! Who needs those? I think it’s about that… thing!” While she spoke, she raised her arms and moved them around, like a kid explaining a sci-fi movie. “You move the D-Tector and a code of energy goes out! Like this!” Now, she swung the object from left to right, even going as far as bouncing around the same spot.

“Like… Swooosh! Swooosh!”

That... clearly wasn’t working. Again, another sigh.

“I’m sorry.” Jazz handled the object back to Yomi. She now seemed a bit sad.

“Can you concentrate and try to speak to them, maybe? Most spirit users can speak to their spirits.”

They were out of leads, and they needed to know what the spirit wanted from them now.

Slowly, the duo of digimon inside the tent was running out of options. It didn’t matter how much Yomi swung the D-Tector or she tried to talk to the spirit, the thing just… didn’t seem to be interested in responding right now. Rude. After being so insistent on her getting this form and then just not wanting to tell her what’s next? That was not nice!

While Yomi pondered about what other humans would say about her looking like this if she actually showed up at the Human World, a lot of different thoughts came to Jazz’s head. One of these was that it was likely the damn digivice wouldn’t let the girl go back home anyway, so worrying about that was probably a waste of time! Yet still, she didn’t manage to say anything that was on her mind at the moment. Instead… she just stared at Renamon.

The fox’s tail wiggled so gracefully it was almost hypnotizing. When she grabbed it to stop it from doing so, she only looked cuter! Slowly, a faint blush started appearing around Jazz’s cheeks

Could that book about human biology that Katherine gave to her be of any use to explain this? Probably not. She had asked for that book to understand human interactions and what Katherine called ‘arousal’, after all! This was different! Mainly because neither of them was a human right now.

So… what was this, even?

Hard to tell. For some reason, she just couldn’t stop looking at this digimon. It perfectly combined Yomi’s cuteness with Renamon’s grace. Jazz’s core started to race just from seeing her!

And just like that… she got busted while blatantly staring at the fox. Jazz’s eyes widened up and what was previously a light pink tonality around her cheeks turned into bright red.

“I-I’m sorry!” She quickly lowered her gaze, placing her hands on her face to cover the blush around her cheeks. “I was just a bit startled at how you look!” The pace Jazz spoke with only turned faster with every sentence she uttered. All of this while she constantly tried to fix whatever she was saying. “I mean…! Not because you look bad or anything! Y-You actually happen to look gorgeous! Which obviously makes me think about a lot of stuff!” She just couldn’t stop now. “N-Not bad stuff, of course! J-Just beginning to question some things about the way digimon act and if it’s possible to feel certain things towards another digimon.” She was probably overusing the word 'things'. Taking her hand to the back of her head, she just started to nervously giggle. All of this while she just spoke faster and faster. Was she… sweating? If digimon could do such things, she was.

“B-Because I think that’s silly, of course! We don’t feel those kinds of stuff so it absolutely makes no sense for me to think about making those things I’ve seen human do in movies like…” suddenly, she started lowering the pace of her words, as she realized what she was saying. Unfortunately, it was too late.

“… kissing.”

What. Did she just say she wanted to…? Oh god. Whatever trace of blushing that had previously disappeared from her face while she spoke just came back. Stronger than ever.

“I-I need a moment!” The Chohakkaimon left the tent immediately.

Yes. She just… needed some fresh air.

Working along Bastian was always tiring. Even if it was extremely exciting, it represented a true challenge for Katherine’s intelligence. The Ballistamon knew a lot about a lot of stuff and it was as if she was constantly being tested! Having fun had never been so exhausting for the Spaniard.

Today, she had been in charge of one of the two parts of the project: decrypting the map that led to the Drum Sanctuary. It required a bunch of code analysis and concentration, by using a sophisticated computer. It also had to be done carefully, since they needed to get the exact location. This work had been interrupted by the sound of Jazz’s voice on her digivice.

“Jasso! Yomi is awake.”

A small grin appeared in Katherine’s face as she took the gadget out of her pocket and spoke into it. “That’s great to hear! How’s she doing?”
Silence, coming from the other end. After some seconds, Jazz finally spoke again.
“I… think she’s a bit startled. At least she was when I left her back in the tent.”
The Spaniard’s expression wrinkled. “Why did you leave her there by herself.”
Silence, once again.
“What!? I-It’s not like I want to kiss her or anything, you fool! Just go see her, now!”

The Chohakkaimon cut the communication.

… What?

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Bastian had said she should go see how her friend was doing. In all honesty, she was a bit concerned too, so Katherine opened up a portal and came back into the tent; not before 'portaling' to Whitewater to buy lunch. Yomi wasn’t at the tent anymore. Katherine put the paper bags she was carrying over a crate and walked outside, looking for the former teenager

As a matter of fact, she should look for Jazz too.

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Yomi would wander for a while before actually finding one of her friends. The Deeplane City Council didn’t have many members, so only a few would actually catch a glance of the oddly-dressed Renamon. Sooner than later, she would hear Jazz’s voice, once again.

“I finally know what I have to do, Yomi!” The Chohakkaimon was standing some meters behind the hooded fox, pointing at her with her right paw. “Before getting to this form, when I felt terribly exhausted, I used to go back to my previous forms, even without wanting it.” She explained, making a short pause while she made her hammer materialize and grabbed it. “So all we need to do is fighting to make you exhausted. If we fight and drain all of your energies, I’m sure you’ll go back to your human form in the blink of an eye!"

Even if this wasn’t a bad idea, Jazz was just dealing with these weird feelings she got from looking at Renamon the only way she knew: Fighting!

“So… ready or not...!” Jazz stretched her legs and bounced a couple of times in the same spot, before charging at Yomi. “Here I come!” Was she actually trying to hurt the girl? Not at all, but she was trying to get her to move, at least. However, she would be stopped halfway there by the sound of her tamer's voice.

“Jazz!”

Katherine's shout startled the pig-girl, making her trip and fall face-first into the ground.

"What in the world are you doing?"

The Spaniard had arrived just in time.

While Jazz hit the ground face-first, Katherine just stared amazed at Renamon, on top of the three. “S-So fast!” She managed, a bit shocked. Instincts were really something else! The Renamon had managed to get out of Jazz’s reach within a matter of seconds and she was now high above. From shock to excited, Katherine’s eyes glimmered. “You’re so cool, Yomi!” She exclaimed, putting her hands together.

Still, that was rude of Jazz! You can’t go trying to clobber people with your giant hammer. The teenager walked by the Chohakkaimon who was still laying face down on the ground. She approached the tree and raised her gaze.

“Are you okay?” She asked, tilting her head. “Please excuse her, she tends to be like that. Although this might be too much, even for her…” What was going on with Jazz? Katherine’s eyes went to the Chohakkaimon, then back up to her friend. And what was that thing she said about... kissing her? That would be a topic to discuss later on, anyway. Right now, Katherine let out a sigh. Just like a cat, Yomi had gotten up a tree, and didn’t know how to come down.

It was a bit of a funny situation, no doubt. “You’re a digimon now. You won’t get hurt if you fall from that height.” It should be obvious by now, even if Yomi probably wouldn’t see it that way. Once again, the Spaniard’s green eyes went to her partner. “Jazz, come here and catch Yomi.”

“S-Sure.”

After a while, the Chohakkaimon stood up and walked towards the foot of the tree, extending her arms in front of her. “Okay. I’m ready. Jump!”

“It’ll be okay.” The human showed a tender smile to her friend. “I won’t let you get hurt.”

Worst case scenario, Jazz could evolve into Hippogriffomon and get her down. But hopefully, that wouldn’t be necessary, would it?

Well, Jazz heard that! The Chohakkaimon puffed her cheeks and took both hands to her hips, looking at the Renamon above the tree.

“Excuse me, but I’m not a person who was trying to hit you with a giant hammer.” She clarified. “I’m a digimon who was trying to hit you with a giant hammer. And you’re a digimon too!” Oops. She had stared at Yomi for too long again. The pig-girl had to look elsewhere to hide the very obvious blush forming around her cheeks. 

“W-Whatever… just do what you want.” She declared, taking a few steps away from her tamer and taking a sit on the ground, her arms crossed. She had made the Roketto Dingpa disappear some seconds ago, after she stood up.

Katherine kept her chin up, looking at her friend trying to gather the courage to take the leap. Finally, she did it! Due to her nervousness, the landing ended up being a bit messy. She seemed overall fine.

The Spaniard seemed a bit confused, though. “If you thought you’d break both of your legs… w-why did you jump?” That didn’t sound like a very good idea. Katherine knew she was going to be fine all along, but if Yomi wasn’t sure, then jumping sounded like a terrible course of action! Well, that was that. What mattered right now was that her friend was in one piece. Actually… she looked great!

“You look so cool!” It wasn’t a secret that both Katherine and Jazz were fascinated at the whole concept of Spirit Users. “Your voice is more mature and you look like a graceful, strong digimon. I love it.” She noted, staring at Yomi's new form. Then, she took her index finger to her lower lip. “Well, of course you’re a lot more capable of doing that kind of stuff. But… I guess you must feel very weird right now, considering it’s your first time. Have you considered trying to speak with your spirit to see what do they want you to do next?”

“We tried. No luck.” Jazz’s voice raised right after the curly-haired girl’s words. She was still not looking at them.

“That’s terrible. We really should think about a way of getting you back.” Well, it was obvious her journey was not over. “Could it be the spirit only wanted you to find your sprite form so he could come back to life inside of you?” Right now, any deduction was valid. “If he doesn’t want you to do anything else… do you think you can try going back home? What do you want to do?” She asked her friend. Of course, any option they could take into account was conditioned to the fact of Yomi going back to her human form.