Flamon

I poked my head from behind the Dumpster at the sound of Rei's voice. "Oh. Hi, Rei. I just took a wrong turn and got lost." I laughed nervously, hoping that Rei would buy it.

Rei picked up a cloth bag holding all of my remaining possessions. "You live here, don't you? You know, you're not so good at lying," she told me.

"Tell me about it," I muttered in embarrassment. I walked up to her. "I'm sorry for lying so much but I want you to like me, not pity me." I took my bag away from her. "I don't live here all the time. I sometimes live in another alley. I move from time to time."

"How can you live in such a dirty place?" a guy behind her asked me.

"It's not like I have a choice!" I yelled. I lowered my voice when Rei stepped back from me. "I had a home but it got destroyed in a fire along with my family. I can't really remember any of it. Just that I was the only one who lived. It's strange."

Rei looked at me with her pretty eyes flowing with tears. "You shouldn't live like this. Come with me; we'll take good care of you." She took my hand and started tugging.

"Rei, we can't take him in! We already have a lot of human and Digimon mouths to feed. Plus he would be facing danger every day. He may not be able to defend himself," the guy said.

I hung my head. "He's right, you know. I'll be fine here."

But Rei's hold on me only got tighter. "But you can't live like this! That's probably how your feet got like that! You need food and shelter and someone to take care of you!"

I blushed. "It's a tempting offer..." I admitted.

"Then it's settled! Let's go see Aunt Hotaru!" She dragged me out of the alley and to one of the humans I saw her with. "This is Flamon and he's going to stay with us!"

Hotaru shook my hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"I hope you're going to allow me to take your niece to the festival tonight," I said eagerly and as politely as possible.

"Can I?" Rei asked her, jumping up and down.

Hotaru smiled warmly. "Okay. Just let me take her to find a nice outfit for the festival."