Sincerity & Reliability (part 2)

"Sooo...when are ya gonna tell 'er?" Chirped Gomamon, eyeballing Jyou for a reaction. The boy put down his duffel bag, and glanced at the aquatic Dejimon.

"I'm supposed to...tell her?!" Was all he could say before choking on half of the granola bar he was snacking on. "When the moment is right, yes!" Said Gomamon.

"Or you could keep it a secret, and keep it bottled up until you crack." "Oh, thank you for the pleasing comment," Jyou sighed, running his fingers through his

hair.

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Mimi sat back in her tent, tossing an apple into the air and catching it. Palmon strode in, taking a seat by the entrance. "Palmon? Can I talk to you

about something, knowing you won't laugh at me?" Mimi asked. "Sure, Mimi! What about?" Said the plant Dejimon, crossing her long, green arms behind her back.

"Well, I have sort of a 'thing' for somebody, and am wondering if I should tell him or not." Mimi blushed a little, hoping Palmon won't dismiss it to 'little

talk.' "I think you should! Unless the person you like is in Odaiba." "Well, no, he's one of the gang!" Palmon grinned with anticipation. "Is it Koushiro?"

"No." "Yamato?" "Err...no." "Taichi?" "He's with Sora, of course not!" "Takeru?" "Excuse me? He's about half my age. What do you think I am, a hentai?"

Palmon snorted her sheepish giggle, indicating embarrassment. "It can't be Jyou, right? The one with the Gomamon?" Mimi heard the tone Palmon used when

mentioning Jyou's name, and hugged her knees to her chest, resting her chin to her knees. "Never mind, Palmon. Thanks for your help, anyway."

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"Well, what should I say to her?" Jyou muttered shyly, looking over to Gomamon. "Simple. Just say you like her! She won't laugh...I think."

Jyou hung his head. "That's the whole problem! If I tell her, what if she laughs? Maybe she's with Yamato, I dunno." Jyou put a towel over his head,

but Gomamon pulled it off. "There's nothing to be afraid of! I talked to Palmon about all this. She's talking to Mimi right now!" "NO!" Jyou almost

shrieked. "Talking about what?!" "Just normal, everyday questions," replied Gomamon with a grin. "Liar," said Jyou as he sprinted out of his tent.

"The plan's worrrrkiiiing..." Gomamon said in singsong to himself.

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Mimi, just finishing her apple, tossed it out her tent's velcro window. Palmon peered outside the tent, and looked back at Mimi, grinning.

"Someone's coming!" The plant Dejimon hopped back when Jyou reached his arm in and grabbed Palmon. He held her eyelevel, and growled, "Don't you

DARE say anything!" "...about what?"

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Jyou looked over to the source of the voice. "About what, you ask? Err, n-nothing! Just a little man-to-Dejimon chat." Palmon grinned.

"Actually, Jyou wants to tell you something!" Jyou, on the verge of physically hurting Palmon, instead set her down. "Yes..." He said, hanging

his head in defeat. Gomamon then lolloped over, and Jyou picked him up. "You see, Mimi, I've..." He looked to Gomamon, who gave him a thumbs

up (Actually, he has no thumbs, but let's just say he did at the moment. o.o;). "I've had this total crush on you since we first met in Summer

Camp, but I didn't want to tell you, because you might laugh.." Jyou felt as if the laugh might come. Suddenly, he heard a laughing. Coming

from who he didn't want it to come from. Mimi. Jyou sighed, turned, and walked away, feeling like an idiot. Mimi stopped, and ran to catch

up with him. "Wait!" TO BE CONTINUED...