A Tamer's Destiny by Solar-Kitty
Hey guys, Solar-chan here! This is my latest story, even though my current project is still under way. I hope you guys enjoy this one.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon Tamers. Don't sue; you'll only get 10 cents.
Fifteen-year-old Takato Matsuda ran home from school. He couldn't be late today. He was in charge of the Matsuda Bakery that night because his parents were going out for dinner. Takato ran through the back door of his house/the bakery.
"Takatomon!! You're home!!!" exclaimed his Digimon, Guilmon. Guilmon ran to Takato and hugged him.
"Hey boy, were you good for my parents?" Takato greeted his Digimon.
"Yep!! Me and your dad made some Guilmon bread!! And it even has peanut butter filling!!" Guilmon told his Tamer.
"Takato!! Get out here and start working!!" his mom yelled from the other room.
"C'mon boy, let's go get to work," Takato told Guilmon. The two walked out to where Mrs. Matsuda was.
"Remember, you close the bakery at six thirty. No later, no earlier. You can have your friends in after your closed. Unless they want to help you work. We'll call you later to check up on you, okay?" she told her son.
"Mom, I know. You don't have to worry. I'm fifteen and perfectly capable of taking care of the bakery. And besides, the only people who ever help out are Henry and Susie. You know Rika wouldn't be caught in here helping me and Kazu's not even speaking to me," Takato told his mother.
"You forgot to mention Kenta doesn't live here anymore Takato," Guilmon added.
"Hun, come on. We'll be late," Mr. Matsuda told his wife. Mrs. Matsuda hugged Takato, then Guilmon.
"Guilmon, make sure Takato's safe," she whispered. Guilmon nodded and she left. Takato put on his apron and handed one to Guilmon.
"Takato, this thing makes me look funny," Guilmon said. Takato laughed.
"It does, but you have to wear it or Mom'll flip," Takato told his partner.
Later that night, Takato and Guilmon settled down for bed. Henry and Terriermon had stopped by earlier, and they were exhausted from all the stuff they did.
"I had lots of fun today Takato, but I wish everyone could have been here. I miss them, even Rika," Guilmon told his Tamer.
"I know Guilmon, but that might not happen in a long time," replied Takato.
"I know Takato. Maybe one day Rika will be nicer and you and Kazu will be friends again and Kenta will move back," Guilmon said.
"Yeah, maybe," Takato said quietly. He started to fall asleep, but sat up. "Hey Guilmon, do you ever wonder if you're meant to live a different life?" he asked.
"Sometimes, do you Takatomon?" replied the Digi-dino.
"Sometimes I do. Do you think that maybe you and me belong in a different world? Not this one or the Digital World, but like a parallel version of this world," replied Takato.
"Maybe we do Takatomon, but can we find out in the morning? I'm sleepy," Guilmon told his Tamer.
"Sure. Night boy," Takato said, drifting off into a peaceful slumber.
Love it? Hate it? Think I should stick to Gundam Wing and Sailor Moon? Please review!
Hey guys, Solar-chan here! This is my latest story, even though my current project is still under way. I hope you guys enjoy this one.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon Tamers. Don't sue; you'll only get 10 cents.
Fifteen-year-old Takato Matsuda ran home from school. He couldn't be late today. He was in charge of the Matsuda Bakery that night because his parents were going out for dinner. Takato ran through the back door of his house/the bakery.
"Takatomon!! You're home!!!" exclaimed his Digimon, Guilmon. Guilmon ran to Takato and hugged him.
"Hey boy, were you good for my parents?" Takato greeted his Digimon.
"Yep!! Me and your dad made some Guilmon bread!! And it even has peanut butter filling!!" Guilmon told his Tamer.
"Takato!! Get out here and start working!!" his mom yelled from the other room.
"C'mon boy, let's go get to work," Takato told Guilmon. The two walked out to where Mrs. Matsuda was.
"Remember, you close the bakery at six thirty. No later, no earlier. You can have your friends in after your closed. Unless they want to help you work. We'll call you later to check up on you, okay?" she told her son.
"Mom, I know. You don't have to worry. I'm fifteen and perfectly capable of taking care of the bakery. And besides, the only people who ever help out are Henry and Susie. You know Rika wouldn't be caught in here helping me and Kazu's not even speaking to me," Takato told his mother.
"You forgot to mention Kenta doesn't live here anymore Takato," Guilmon added.
"Hun, come on. We'll be late," Mr. Matsuda told his wife. Mrs. Matsuda hugged Takato, then Guilmon.
"Guilmon, make sure Takato's safe," she whispered. Guilmon nodded and she left. Takato put on his apron and handed one to Guilmon.
"Takato, this thing makes me look funny," Guilmon said. Takato laughed.
"It does, but you have to wear it or Mom'll flip," Takato told his partner.
Later that night, Takato and Guilmon settled down for bed. Henry and Terriermon had stopped by earlier, and they were exhausted from all the stuff they did.
"I had lots of fun today Takato, but I wish everyone could have been here. I miss them, even Rika," Guilmon told his Tamer.
"I know Guilmon, but that might not happen in a long time," replied Takato.
"I know Takato. Maybe one day Rika will be nicer and you and Kazu will be friends again and Kenta will move back," Guilmon said.
"Yeah, maybe," Takato said quietly. He started to fall asleep, but sat up. "Hey Guilmon, do you ever wonder if you're meant to live a different life?" he asked.
"Sometimes, do you Takatomon?" replied the Digi-dino.
"Sometimes I do. Do you think that maybe you and me belong in a different world? Not this one or the Digital World, but like a parallel version of this world," replied Takato.
"Maybe we do Takatomon, but can we find out in the morning? I'm sleepy," Guilmon told his Tamer.
"Sure. Night boy," Takato said, drifting off into a peaceful slumber.
Love it? Hate it? Think I should stick to Gundam Wing and Sailor Moon? Please review!