Zakai, still in slight disbelief, looked back and forth between Gazimon and Bakumon. What were they going on about? Their types?

[color=plum]"What'd ya say your name is again?[/color] Gazimon asked dryly as he stared Bakumon down.

[color=mediumorchid]"I didn't. But it's Zakai."[/color] Crossing his arms now, Zakai was slowly becoming accustomed to the talking Digimon in front of him.

[color=plum]
"Right, well. Virus Digimon don't exactly get along with Vaccine Digimon, you see. So I don't know what kind of team you're putting together, but I'm not so sure this going to work out."[/color] Gazimon nodded his head over in Haruka and Bakumon's direction.

Before Zakai could comment, Makoto suddenly cried out and then there was a flash . . . wasn't there?

As quickly as the thought came to him, it was soon replaced with a question. He wasn't sure what had happened, but he felt something and Makoto's question made Zakai whirl his head around in confusion.

There [i]were[/i] more people here with them. At least, it felt like there were. He wasn't really paying attention . . . and Kuroda said there was no one else there . . . Kuroda . . .

Gazimon's voice snapped Zakai from his thoughts again.

[color=plum]"Ah, another Virus Digimon! Maybe I wasn't the one who got the wrong invitation."[/color] 

Zakai looked over at Makoto and his new Digimon, Commandramon, and decided to walk over in their direction. He didn't want to interrupt their introductions, but wanted to see if Makoto was feeling okay.