Chapter 4: Tactician and Adviser

                                    

                                          


                          
Chapter 4: Tactician and Adviser
                          
	"They answered better than I expected," Kouji said out loud.  Kouichi gave him a small smile:  "They would go so far to protect one of Seven Great Demon Lords knowing that he might turn against them is not an easy feat.  And that, right there, is their answer," the elder twin said, remaining passive on the matter.
                          
	"But the question is will they make it through?"
                          
	"That is something that they will know with time, otoutou,"  Kouichi pats his brother's back.  Said brother sighs.
                          
	"At least we're not dealing with the other two groups.  God, those two groups would have given me a headache and so much rage issues."  Kouichi just gives a small passive smile in return.
                          
	There was a forlorn tranquility in the cold winter air.  Nothing was said between the two companions, a ten year old boy wearing nothing but summer clothes in the midst of winter while the other, older, boy simply had a light brown trench coat draped over his shoulders, as they continue to gaze over the city.
                          
	"It feels strange to be back home in the Human World after all this time," the younger boy said, looking at the city below.
                          
	"Do you regret what you've become?  Do you still wish to be a child once again instead of having to grown up because of war?" the other asks.  The ten year old shakes his head:  "I don't regret becoming what I am now.  But one thing that I do regret is... is not being able... to say...," the young boy did not dare to finish the rest of his sentence.  The older boy understood his pain even if he did not show it.  It was in his nature not being able to bend to other's emotions other than his own.  The younger boy took deep breaths and states his resolve, "If we hadn't done what we did, both worlds would have crumbled."
                          
	The older boy smiled:  "Solid and pure sure does fit you, Tomoki."
                          
	"As does structure and knowledgeable does to you, Katsuharu," Tomoki counters back at him.  The two boys continue to watch over the city in the cold winter night waiting for something or themselves to make a move.
                          
	It had been a year and five months since the Royal Knights had forced Masaru and Agumon back into the real world.  Nearly three months ago, Hackmon had approached the two of them and told them about the Reboot.  The human wasn't happy that his partner had to go back to his world, but if he didn't let the little reptilian go, Agumon would have been gone forever.  On Christmas, Masaru received a digitama on his front door.  A white colored egg with red stripe patterns.  Masaru wasn't blind to the events that were happening in Odaiba.  He wanted to take part in the battle, but something in the back of his mind told him that it wasn't his fight.  The eighteen year old Daimon Masaru watched the battle from the sidelines just like the other members of his team.
                          
	Masaru's thoughts were brought to a sudden halt when he spotted a ten year old boy wearing summer clothes in the middle of winter standing in the middle of the empty playground.  The boy's green eyes were staring forlorn at the grey clouded sky.  The young man was about the shout for the boy to go home until said boy quickly whipped his head in Masaru's direction.  The leader of the D.A.T.S. was now staring at the boy's glowing bright bronze colored eyes.  The mysterious boy's body then begins to face Masaru.  The young man's body immediately went into battle position with both fists covered in orange digisoul.  The boy had a look of amusement when he saw that Masaru could conjure up his digisoul with his own willpower.
                          
	One moment, the boy was standing and the next he was gone, only to appear behind Masaru.  The man quickly turns around and throws a punch at him.  The punch connected to the side of the boy's jaw, and the force of the attack pushed him back just a little.