Renamon was shocked. Not like mouth-simply-hanging-open-holy-shit shocked, but jaw to the floor, emotion wracking her soul, flooding the room with tears as her heart is ripped apart shocked.

She usually didn't show much emotion, and who would have known that the one who helped her hit her all time high/low would be her tamer. Rika barely scratched the surface in her consciousness of how her words had affected her digimon. The simple phrase that she had uttered cut her digimon to the very soul.

"You have to leave him."

Renamon simply could not understand the reasoning behind Rika's words. "Why?" She couldn't say much more out of sheer shock.

"Your relationship with him is affecting the team's performance, and frankly I don't like you being with him."

"Why should I care about the team, much less your opinion? There's no need for the team, the disaster's over, and besides, why do we have to be the saviors? There has to be someone better for the job than a bunch of kids and some rookie digimon. Of course it doesn't help to have one of the worst tamers in either world. All you care about is being the best, but never the thoughts and opinions of your partner. You think love makes you weak, and you had me believing that too, but I learned from that."

Rika was somewhat shocked at the revolt of her once obedient digimon, but had expected this. "You don't want to believe me? Fine, but you'll come back when you realize you're wrong."

"Screw you Rika, I'm done with this." And with that, she walked out of the room to go find Guilmon.

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"I'm sorry." was all Guilmon could say to a pissed and crying Renamon, as he was told by Takato that the split was for the best. He told him that the team was getting scattered just like the group he had heard about who had to fight Diaboromon. If they had stayed together, the threat could have been eliminated earlier.

He didn't like it though, in fact he hated it. There were not many things that Guilmon could say that about. "We can still be friends though right?"

"No," she said in between sobs, "If you're backing this then we'll stay away from each other and support the damn "team"." And with that she left.

And Guilmon cried. He couldn't help it, he was being kept from the one he loved by those he cared about. Renamon hated him now. He broke down completely. He cried and cried, and somewhere along the line, perhaps because of his viral nature, he became angry. He went to find Takato.

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"Takato." Guilmon said flatly as he entered Takato's room. The goggle-head was on his living room couch watching television.

"Hey Guilmon," he said muting the television, noting that there was nothing good on anyways, "How'd it go with Renamon?"

"She hates me now." he said with a hint of pain in his voice. Takato looked as if he had seen a nasty injury, like a badly broken arm. (If that doesn't make sense, look up MTV Scarred on YouTube.)

"I'm sorry m-" he didn't get a chance to finish as Guilmon cut him off.

"Why would you do that? Do you want her to hate me?" The innocent and pained look on Guilmon's face made Takato cringe.

"No! We thought she would take it better." he said. "Why don't you find something to take your mind off of her, ok?"

Guilmon just mumbled and headed outside to grab a few things. He picked up a punching bag and used its handles to carry it like a backpack, he also took his favorite chew toy, and finally he picked up a grey stone with grooves craved into it. Renamon had made it for him.

He walked through the backyard gate and left.

This is my first Digimon fic, so please review and I will keep posting. Sorry it's short, I got sidetracked and couldn't get back into writing it, so I will try again tomorrow or the next day. Thanx.