Title: Digital Persona

Rating: T for now.

Summary: One rainy night TK catches a weird program on his TV at midnight. When he finds that he could stick his hand through the screen he enters a whole new world with a whole new set of problems.

Paring: Takari and some PatomonXGatomon

Disclaimer: I own neither digimon nor persona.

A/N: Hey readers. This is my first digimon fic so I hope you like it. It's sort of a cross over with persona 4 though it will only have like maybe 2 or three characters from it so that's why I posted it as a digimon fic and not as a crossover. As always any mistakes and errors are mine.

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Chapter 1

TK opened his eyes as was suddenly bombarded with the color blue. It took him a moment to realize that he was inside a room sitting in a wooden chair. In front of him was a small round table with a sofa chair across from him.

"Where am I," TK muttered to himself as he looked around the room.

There was no door in sight instead rows of bookcases lined the walls each filled with different sized and colored books with tiles written in a language in a different, complex language.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room."

TK jumped in surprise upon hearing the voice. The sofa chair that was once empty now had a weird looking old man sitting upon it looking at him with large almost bulging eyes and a large grin on his face. He was short man with bald head with white short hair hanging of the back. He had his elbows on the table with his hands, which wore white gloves, under his chin.

What TK found the most odd though was abnormally long nose that protruded from the old man's face.

"Do not be alarmed," the old man said almost cheerily, "you are fast asleep in your world."

"So this is a dream," TK asked.

"Not quite. This is a place that exists between reality and dreams. The conscious and the subconscious."

"I-I don't understand."

"That's quite alright, maybe you will someday."

"Why am I here?"

The old man chuckled a bit before he replied.

"That is a good question," he said, "Only those who have entered into a contract may enter this place."

TK thought about that for a moment but doesn't remember entering into any contract as he said. Before he could ask for more details the old man put a hand up and did a waving motion above the table. Suddenly several blue cards appeared on the table aligning themselves in a circular pattern on it.

"My duty is to assist the guests that enter here," the old man said.

He did another motion with his hand and one by one the cards each turned face up. TK looked at the cards and recognized them as tarot cards.

"Hmm it seems you have quiet an ordeal a head on you," the old man told him as he studied the cards.

"What ordeal," TK asked, "what's going to happen?"

"I haven't the faintest clue but I am very curious to see how you perform. Your already such an interesting guest."

TK instinctively grabbed his pocket expecting to feel his digivice but found it empty.

"Well I took up too much of you time already," the old man said.

He waved his hand again for the table and all the cards disappeared.

"Until next time."

Before TK could say a word, everything around him suddenly got blurry before fading away to complete darkness.

TK opened his again only this time he was met by his moonlit bedroom. He sat up being careful not to wake up Patamon who was curled up next to him\ and looked around his room.

"That was...weird," he muttered to himself.

"Gatomon..."

TK looked down at his digimon partner who was stirring but still sleeping.

"Gatomon," Patamon repeated softly.

TK couldn't help but smile. Even though Patamon never said anything TK could tell that his little friend was infatuated with the feline digimon. He found it funny that he pined for her while he himself yearned for her partner.

TK let out a yawn as he lay back onto his pillow. Soon he closed his eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.

TBC in the next chapter….

A/N: a gummy bear to those who know who the old man is lol.