KairiTakishita: Thank you. Description is something I work very hard on, although being slightly poetic does give me an upper hand on the slippery topic. I'm glad you like, sorry it took so long to update.

Masumi5: Thank you, here's the next chapter.

DigiLoveReader: Hello Biggest Fan! I purposefully tried to make this as strange a couple as I possibly could, because it seems to me that lots of people love very wierd pairings. -Basks in worship-.

Here's chapter two of Ice Over An Angelic Heart. I hope you like it, It took me a while. I'm getting lots of ideas, but none I can use in fanfictions, so I'm also writing a novel of my own, that I hope to get published.

Tomoki met up with the gang after a few days.

"What's up Tomoki-kun?" Junpei asked.

"Yea, Tomoki, you seemed really disgruntled on the phone." Kouji said.

"Well, geez! Someone learned some new words!" Takuya teased. "Seriously! Who says 'Disgruntled' anymore?" He laughed.

"Just because you'll never be able to say the word doesn't make it old-fashioned Takuya." Kouji taunted back, a sly grin on his face. Takuya started yelling nonsensical words, while Kouji and Kouichi deadpanned, and the others were giggling, snickering and calming themselves down fron hysterical laughter.

"It's not funny!" Takuya hollered.

"What's got you so disgruntled, Takuya-kun?" Izumi teased as she started walking from Tomoki's school. They all began getting relatively sidetracked as the little boy from a few days ago was watching from afar.

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Chikato's POV
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I watched them as they all gathered around little Tomoki-san. I heard his laughter over the others' and his smiling face stuck out from the crowd. I vaguely remembered some things from my digital self, the hazy memories sometimes were all I thought about, for long hours of the night.

Those last memories I had of my other self, the digital me, were mainly watching little Tomoki-san. They were still incredibly hazy, after all, even though it had only been about three weeks since my defeat.

'I guess changing worlds and bodies really can effect my mind.' I thought solemnly. 'Maybe he could trust me easier though.' To be honest, if he connected this body with my old one, I couldn't ever expect him to trust me, but I didn't expect him to trust me the moment we met, either.

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Tomoki's POV
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I was quiet after I remembered what I had meant to ask them. I didn't want to bring it up, I mean, after all, it was pretty stupid to think that Chikato-san could be Lucemon, just because he looked exactly like the angel digimon minus the wings, toga and tattoos.

For all I knew, Chikato-san could have been my best friend as a baby. I smiled at the thought, maybe it could give me something to talk about with him. I hoped I could give him a chance, but it would still be a good idea to tell my friends about him. I sighed.

"Hey Tomoki-kun, so what's the deal?" Junpei-san asked. I got flustered, trying to think of a way to tell them about Chikato-san without sounding dumb or making them think it as nothing.

"Well, I really wanted to show you-- Wanted you to meet a new boy in the school." I said, looking at the ground.

"Geez, Tomoki-kun, is that all?" Izumi-san asked, looking a little annoyed.

"Well, I thought you might want to see, because he looks a lot like Lucemon, but without the wings and stuff." I said embarassedly.

"Tomoki, that's kinda dumb. We beat Lucemon, remember? He's not coming back." Kouji-san said.

"Geez Kouji! That's rude! I think we should hear him out." Takuya-Nii-san said, standing up for me.

"Yea, we can at least check it out Kouji-kun." Junpei said happily.

"Well, his name is Chikato." I said happily. I was glad Takuya-Nii-san and Junpei-san were listening. I looked around, I don't know why, but it felt like we were being watched. "Does anybody think were getting followed?"

"Yea." Izumi-san said nervously. "I didn't want to bring it up in case it was just me." We all looked around uneasily. It wasn't a pleasant thought of being followed either. All of a sudden Chikato stepped forward. We all looked forward. Chikato-san's voice poured into my ears like a velvet ribbon.

"Hello Tomoki. It's a pleasure to see you once more. Are these your friends?" Chikato-san paused. "Did you tell them about our soccor match tommorrow? I hear Teppei-san was a little dissheveled at your loss four days ago."

"What soccor match?" Tomoki asked. "No one said anything to me."

"Katsuharu-san and Teppei-san decided they would have a rematch. Teppei said he would tell you, but I guess he figured he could take on two people on his own. he could've just forgotten as well." Chikato-san said. "Of course, if you can't come, Tomoki, I'll be happy to take Teppei on by myself, or I could just drop out of the game." Chikato-san continued. I couldn't respond, although I wasn't quite sure why. A small breeze carried the smell of Chikato-san's skin to my nose. The smell was familliar, but it was different. It reminded me of the one time I had been close enough to Lucemon to smell the digimon's scent.

Lucemon had stuck his face next to mine, the fragrence of grapes or something similar had been prospering then. This time, I smelled a mix of grapes(-Check below-) and some sort of spice. Cinnamon, possibly. It had a small hint of peppermint added to the mix, but the result was nowhere near putrid-smelling. In fact, the overall effect was amazingly relaxing. Chikato-san took a couple steps towards me, putting his hand on my arm. I jumped slightly at the unexpected closeness. Chikato-san's cold touch made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I looked up at the slightly taller boy, he was looking straight into my eyes, and I was beginning to feel a little cornered.

"Tomoki, you don't seem healthy. Are you well?" Chikato-san asked. I closed my eyes for a brief moment, almost falling asleep to the silken voice of the angel-boy in front of me. I breathed deeply, inhaling the scent as much as I could. Something about just reminded me of comfort, despite my suspicions about Chikat-san.

"He hasn't been feeling to great actually. I think he may be getting a headcold." Junpei covered, as I obviously didn't feel like answering at the moment. I felt some remorse for making Junpei-san answer for me, I hadn't meant to get so lost in the touch and smell of the boy.

"He's busy tommorow anyway, I promised I'd help him study." Izumi-san chided.

"Really?" Chikato-san asked, sounding more human than he had since he came here. I opened my eyes and nodded. Chikato-san's blue eyes were staring straight into mine, and I felt like a laser beam like I had seen on TV had come from his eyes, piercing straight through my head.

'If Lucemon couldn't do this to me in digimon form, why could he do it now? And why wasn't it effecting anyone else?' I thought, frozen in place, my gaze locked on Chikato-san's sky-blue eyes.

--I can't look at a picture of Lucemon and not think of grapes. I have slight synesthesia(mixing of the senses) so I randomly say what color and shape a song is, what a smell looks like, and what a picture smells like. Things like that. So when I look at a picture of Lucemon, I can't help but think he smells like grapes. Yet when I think of Chikato, I think of smelling grapes, somekind of spice, and peppermint.

By the way, I can't update any stories for a while, starting Tommorow(thursday)but I'll be writing chapters for them for a week starting Monday.

Yet again, Lady GaGa's song BoysBoysBoys is a dark pink rectangle, yet her song LoveGames is a blue triangle. Wierd, huh?