Warning: This both a Yaoi/Yuri story and a story with death, rape, and other nasty little things that will help you learn my nasty little mind. In other words, this has boyxboy love and is not intended for young, innocent children. I don't care what you think about such things, I do ask that if you don't like it, don't read it. DUH!! Don't send me flames, I will delete them immediately. {Maybe! ^_~} This story is now centered around Maho, Kasasagi, Saru, and Mujitsu. This is part of a series, if you read the other parts you may understand this one a little better. Here we go, we're closing in!!! Just this series left before the 'Final Battle'! Thanks.

This story is supposed to come after Family to the Fourth, A Day in the DigiWorld, Family Finds The Way, and Digital Reunion. Some parts in this story willonly make sense if you have read Family to the Fourth, A Day in the DigiWorld, Family Finds The Way, and Digital Reuion. If you have read Family to the Fourth, A Day in the DigiWorld, Family Finds The Way, and Digital Reuion, I hope you have also read Never Leave Me (the one before). If you haven't, well, that's your problem and you can try to figure out what is happening. I am using the Japanese names for the humans.

Ages:
I gave up on the ages. You decide how old they are.

DISCLAIMER: (I hate this >_<) Okay, Yamachi, Taito, most of their friends, the Digimon of most of their friends, (Not Osamu's Digimon) Meko, Mara, Hamilton, the evolutions of the Mysterious Five (not their rookie forms mind you, I found those on the D-terminal toy), Dea, Dr. Lee, Doran, John, Thora, Nero, Nyx, Maho, Kasasagi, & Doommon and his forms are all mine. The Digidestineds' kids crests were my idea, but I won't take the crests ('cause I got the ideas for a few of them from other sites ^_~). The poem Maho/Mahala is mine. Don't steal it! Thanks again!

Note:
Words that are in *these things* are thoughts.
Words that are in "these things" are being said out loud.
Words that are in italic are intensified.
Words that are in bold are intensified. (Usually being shouted!)
Words that are underlined are usually names of things.

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Worse Than Death, Worse Than Life
Maho/Mahala
By: Katmon =^.^= Ichijouji

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Maho/Mahala
Calling for help,
Let me be.
Play your joke,
We need to go.
Take the 'copter,
Fly that way.
Don't take me away,
From Family and friends.
I'll scream for them,
But they'll hear me not.

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I looked up as the phone rang. Saru and Mujitsu had taken Kasasagi out again. It was just me. I sighed and picked up the phone. "Hello." I said, doing my best to keep the bordom from my voice.

"Hello, is this a Family member?"

"Yes, this is Mahala. May I help you in any way?" *Or do you just want to speak to a Family member.* I thought angrily. We were often recieving calls from people who just wanted to talk to us. We had long ago learned to hold our tounges.

"Um... Yes. I'm a family counselor in America. I have a family who has been seeing me for months now, and we haven't gotten anywhere. They yell in scream at each other in my office. They argue twenty-four/seven. I was wondering if you could come and help me with them for a short time." He asked.

*Well, what do you guys think?* I silently asked my brothers.

*Ask him if Friday's okay.* Kasasagi said. The others agreed.

"How about this Friday?" I asked.

"You can here that fast?!" He asked, amazed.

"Sure. We have our own airplane. From time to time we have an important call come through and don't have time to wait for tickets. It helps to be prepared." I told him. I love our little plane. We named her Family, after our crests. Kasasagi and Mujitsu fly it, so we don't ever have to worry about getting a pilot. They never went to a class to learn how to fly it, either. It's natural. They've gotten us safely through stornms the best of pilots wouldn't even think about flying in.

"Well then, Friday's fine. Which airport will you come in? I can meet you there."

*Where in America is he?* Mujitsu asked. Trust him to remember these things.

"Where in America are you located?" I asked. The door opened and closed as the boys came in.

"Well, I'm in Washington D.C. Which everone is good for you is fine for me."

Kasasagi put out his hand for the phone. The other two were trying not to laugh. I knew what they were up to. I handed him the phone.

"Dulles will be fine, sir. I just hope they don't mind." He sounded too calm for his own good.

"W-w-wh-what?!" The man sputtered. The rest of us couldn't help but laugh. Kasasagi was laughing too hard to continue, so he handed me back the phone.

"Sorry about that. That was my brother. He does that from time to time. We'll call the airport before we fly in. If Dulles turns us down, we'll call back and use another. So, we'll Dulles be okay?" I asked trying to keep from laughing too much.

"That's will be just fine, miss. Which brother was that, if you don't mind me asking." He had clamed down somewhat.

"That was Mendal."

"Oh, I see. I'll have to remember that."

"Just a warning, he's one of the twins."

"Oh God. Is his brother as bad?" The boys broke into laughter again.

I looked at the two twins. "Yamachi is the more serious of the two."

"Oh. Does he also play practical jokes?"

I smiled, remembering the first day they confused people because they were twins. Mujitsu had come up with the idea. "Oh, yes. All the time."

"Dear, God."

My smile grew. "I'll keep them under control. May I have your phone number?"

"Oh, of course." He rattled off some numbers to me and Saru wrote it down. You see, he insists on writing everything down, he's afraid we'll all forget, else. We gave up trying to talk him out of this months ago. Saru forgets EVERYTHING. Kasasagi and Mujitsu can remember just about anything between the two of them. I remember everything else. Since, as Mujitsu puts it, we "share a mind" we remember everything, as Kasasagi puts it.

"Thank you. We'll call you if there are any problems."

"Thank you, and you're welcome. Good luck, and good-bye!" He hung up. I followed suit.

*Who's calling the airport?* I asked. The house wasn't ever very loud since we four spoke in our heads to each other.

*Saru!* The twins say together, skipping into the kitchen in perfect time with one another.

*Why do I always call the airports?* Saru complained silently as he dialed the number. We don't usually use Dulles, but we don't usually fly to Washington D.C. either.

"Hello?" A lady picked up.

"Hello." Saru said politly. "My private plane is flying in on Friday and I was wondering if..."

"Friday is booked, sir." The lady said in her crisp voice. People like that annoy me.

"Even for Family?"

"Sir, we here at Dulles don't believe in moving everything for a bunch of children. Have a nice day." She hung up.

"WHAT?!?! She must be joking! We aren't children, not anymore!" Mujitsu yelled from the kitchen.

"Call BWI! They'll move things around for us!" Kasasagi shouted. "Children. She's mental." He added.

I grabbed the phone and dialed the number, fuming myself. I was younger than the others, only 18, but that still stung.

"Hello. This is Baltimore/Washington International. How may I help you?"

"This is Mahala. I was wondering if you could clear a runway on Friday for us?"

"We can always clear a runway for your four, Mahala. What time shall we have it ready?" We flew in at BWI from time to time, usually for other things farther north, like Maryland and Delaware. We weren't there that often, but our names were on their list.

*After five.* Kasasagi said.

"Some time after five P.M." I told the woman.

"All right. Runway five and hanger five will be ready at five P.M. and after on this Friday. Correct?" Hanger five and runway five were empty for our plane.

"Yes. Thank you."

"You're welcome, my lady." I blushed and hung up.

*I wish she hadn't said that.* I grumbled.

*Poor, poor Maho.* Saru said, obviously in a better mood. He loved annoying me.

*That's it! You're calling for teasing me!* I told him. We laughed at his grumblings.

"Change of plans. We will be arriving at Baltimore/Washington. We will meet you at five P.M. at gate five." Saru hung up. *I hate answering machines.* He grumbled.

*WE KNOW!! WE KNOW!!* We told him, everyone laughing. Mujitsu got dinner and we ate. He cooked like Yamato. I like Yamato's cooking. Always have, always will.

We were watching the ten o'clock news and I was about to go to bed when it came on.

"In D.C. a father beat his wife to death. Two of the children are at a friend's house. One, the eldest, is in a coma at the nearby hospital."

We got into action. Saru switched off the T.V. and grabbed his cellphone, calling BWI. Kasasagi and Mujitsu ran to our rooms to get stuff to take with us. I waited by the phone for the call.

It came. "Hello."

"The family..."

"We're getting ready to leave now. BWI has agreed. Meet us at gate five. We'll call before we land. Be there."

"Thank you!"

"Don't thank us yet. We'll see you there." I hung up and joined the others in the car, sitting in the passenger's seat next to Saru. I put our alarm on the hood of the car and flipped it on. People in the area knew to move to the side when we were in a hurry.

When we reached the airport a man met us and showed us to our plane. I thanked him and got on. The twins took off. At a good alttitude Saru threw me the phone and I dialed Taichi's and Yamato's number. It was a safty precaution. They took care of things when we couldn't.

"May I help you?" Yamato's voice came over the phone.

"Hello, Yama. It's Maho. We've got a big job in D.C."

"Have fun. We'll cover. Don't worry. Call when you get back. Stay safe."

"Arigatou, Yama." I said and hung up. Taichi and Yamato are the only other people we know of who share a crest, besides us, and they have Freedom. They adopted Saru and Mujitsu back when we all got seperated and named the two Taito and Yamachi. When we all met up and the truth was learned, Taichi and Yamato added Kasasagi and me into the family as well. It didn't take me much longer to fall asleep.

***

*Sleepyhead! Call the dude!* One of the three boys warned.

*Fine. I'm calling.* I grumbled. My brothers laughed. Sometimes I wished I wasn't the only girl.

"Hello?" The man said in a groggy voice, as if he himself had just woken.

"We are about to land. See you shortly." I said in as cheerful a voice as I could mannage. I turned off the phone as we dropped. As soon as we landed we were directed to hanger five and an airport cart took us to gate five. We walked in.

There were only a few people there, no news reporters, much to our relief. A man stood and walked over, his hand extended. He looked tired. "Dr. Patrick K. Lee, family specialist, but not as good as you, I'm sure."

I smiled and took the hand. Saru made a silent plea of worry. I told him to stop. "Dr. Lee, nice to meet you. I'm Mahala. This is Taito. The twins are Yamachi and Mendel. Shall we start moving out?" Dr. Lee nodded as he threw a look at Kasasagi. We walked towards the door. "How far is this house?" I asked.

"About two hours from here. The younger two are four year old twins, Nyx and Nero. The eldest is Thora, she's sixteen." Dr. Lee replied.

I felt Saru grimace. *Is our helicopter in the plane? We could get there quicker.*

*It was in the plane, hai. Would Saru like to ride in the 'copter?* Mujitsu teased with a smile.

Saru gave him a glare. *You ever want to get there?* He returned.

"Dr. Lee..." I started.

"Please, call me Patrick." He said.

I nodded. "Patrick, is there a large clearing near the house?"

"The friend's house is near a baseball field. Why?" He asked, stopping and turning to look at me.

The twins walked up behind me, each putting a hand on my shoulders. "We have a helicopter in our plane. We can use it to get there faster." They said in unison. They do almost everything in unison. It drives people nuts.

Patrick shot me a look. The other three laughed. "Oh, don't worry, they're quite serious." I said, hiding a smile.

"Okay. Who would fly it?"

I jerked my thumbs to the twins behind me. Patrick opened and closed his mouth a few times as the other three giggled. "They can fly. They got us here, didn't they?" I said, working to keep myself from laughing..

"Are you sure? You said they joke a lot." Patrick was still unsure.

I couldn't help giggling as Saru walked up and put a hand on Patrick's shoulder. "Don't worry, those two were born to fly. We trust them with our lifes." He said smiling. Patrick swallowed hard, but nodded. The twins walked to the desk behind us and we waited behind.

"Hello. We need something out of our plane. We hoped we could go get it."

The woman nodded and smiled. "Will all of you be going?" The twins nodded as we walked over. She picked up a walkie-talkie and called someone to come take us out there. The man with the cart came and we rode to the plane. As the twins got the 'copter out and everyone got in, I thanked the man.

"Thank you. You can go back if you want. We don't need the cart anymore."

The man smiled. "That's okay. I'll stay anyway."

"Suit yourself." I said and turned away.

Saru waved to me from the door of the helicopter. *Hurry up, slowpoke! We're leaving!*

*I'm hurrying, baka! You better wait for me!* They laughed as I jumped in and slammed the door. Patrick shot me a questioning look and I shook my head as the engine started. As we flew out of the hanger we all laughed at the man staring up at us.

*Ask him what this place looks like.* Mujitsu said.

"What does this place look like?" Saru asked Patrick.

Patrick pulled a map out of his pocket and handed it to Saru. "Use that the best you can." He turned back to the window.

*You take it. I can't read these things like you can.* Saru grumbled, passing the map to me.

I have this odd ability to figure out maps from the sky. It's very useful. The field was marked. I used the twins eyes to see the surroundings. *Follow that road.* I said, mentally pointing out the road I meant.

*Thanks, Maho. We couldn't have found it without you.* Kasasagi joked.

I could have smacked him as we burst out laughing. *Just fly the bird!* Saru complained.

*Magmon doesn't like you anymore!* Kasasagi said, reffering to his bird-type Digimon. We all laughed again.

Patrick just shook his head and continued looking out the window. I looked at the map again, borrowing my brother's minds. *Left, this exit.* I told them, once again showing the street I meant. They "took the exit" and flew down the street. They knew where to go now. I handed Saru the map back after folding it up. Then I woke the little Digimon in my lap.

Magicamon stired. He looked up at me. We had never really used any type of contact, out loud or mentally, we just knew. He flew up to my shoulder and we both stared out the window.

A thump sounded as we hit the dirt and a bigger cloud of dust coated our windows. The motor stopped. *All out on Maho's side. Patrick's door is stuck.* Mujistu said, blushing. He was, after all, the one who had gotten it stuck.

We all piled out and Magmon flew high into the sky. He hadn't had much of a chance to fly since the boys had left earlier. Magicamon stayed on my shoulder. Psychemon and Snowagumon ran around as the three boys unpacked. I shouldered my pack and joined Patrick, who was watching the sky.

Patrick turned to me. "Is it safe for that little magpie to go flying like that at this time of night?" He asked, worried.

I smiled. "Magmon can hold his own. He's Mendal's Digimon." I explained.

"Oh. I've only seen a very few Digimon up close." He told me as the boys came over. We sarted out of the park.

"Well then." I looked at the other two digimon, who were now walking before us, since the boys had stepped ahead of us. "This is Magicamon. That's Psychemon, and that's Snowagumon." I said, pointing to each. The two Digimon before us looked around and smiled as I said their names. Magicamon gave a small bow.

"Ah. Digimon are amazing." Patrick said wistfully.

I frowned. "Aunt Hikari says that everyone has a Digimon. You should too." I commented lightly.

"I seem to remember saying that somewhere." Saru mumbled. Everyone laughed.

Then Magmon flew through Patrick and me and landed on Kasasagi's shoulder. Patrick jumped, the rest of us had known Magmon was coming. Patrick was still shaking, so I handed him Magicamon. Patrick sent me a thank you smile and let Magicamon onto his shoulder.

As we walked by a dark alley, someone grabbed me, putting a hand over my mouth, and pulled me away from my friends. I struggled, but wasn't strong enough as the person continued to hold me. I couldn't feel my brothers and started panicing. My two crests and other things were taken from me and my clothing torn or cut off. My shoe's and socks were pulled off and I was laid on the cold, hard ground.

A man's face came into view. He had short, dark hair and wore a black shirt, black gloves on his hands. I struggled even more, guessing what was going to happen, but I had one man on each hand, and one man on each leg. My mouth was still covered. I still couldn't feel my brothers. Shit, I was past scared, past frantic. I was terrified.

The man leaned over and put his mouth on mine, after the hand moved. He pushed my mouth open with his slimy tounge. The hands that had been over my mouth now held my head. The man pulled back, putting one hand over my mouth, the other on one of my breasts.

"You're prettier than any o' the girl from 'round here. You from out o' town?" He said as he slid himself into me. He took his hand off my mouth, an evil smile playing across his face. I felt faint.

"Magicamon..." I whispered weakly as the blackness swallowed me.

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Shit. Maho!! MAHO!!! Shit. I'm bad. I'm very bad. I hope Maho'll be okay... I'm not telling!!

*laughs evilly* Okay, I'll stop. Next few chapters remind us a few times what poor Maho just went through. How do I know?... I already wrote them!! *runs from rotten veggies*

Ja ne!!

Katmon =^.^=