Disclaimer- I do not own Digimon or the idea of Digimon I only own the characters I make up and this storyline. Digimon is copy righted to Bandai, Toei, and of course it's Original Creator and anyone else who might hold the copy right for it.

A/N - Oh as to why Patamon couldn't tell Calilimon wasn't human by her eye color there was a female actor that my mother had told me about several times that had violet eyes her name was Elizabeth Taylor.

Fantasy-Magician – I forgot about that quote xD And I didn't see Season 4 so I'm glad to hear about that (They had posted a response to an older version of Chapter Six Author note in which I had said I was trying to avoid classifying Digimon by male and female because they were supposed to be genderless which I highly doubt they are just look at Angemon and AngeWOmon *rolls eyes*)

Edited March 21, 2013 To Fix Some Errors


Chapter Seven A Guardian Angel for a Guardian Angel

Calilimon paused in what she was doing so she could look at the small Digimon. "I can get us back if I can find my mirror. My brother most likely used it to get here at some point and it's what brought us here," she told him as she continued to search.

"What does it look like?" Patamon asked wanting to find it as quick as she could so he could get back to Takeru and the others so he could be sure that they were all alright.

"It's small about the size of a CD and unlike the other mirrors around here it has a silver fame around it with feathers engraved into the silver," she told him as she continued to look. Patamon joined her in the search for the mirror hoping they would find it quickly.

As Patamon had searched for the mirror with Calilimon a question had popped into his head. What was strange was the fact that he hadn't thought of asking it before now. It was probably because of everything that was and had been happening to him that he overlooked it in the first place. Turning to the child like Digimon he spoke, "Why are you here?"

Calilimon stopped looking as she looked at Patamon. "I told you my mirror brought the both of us here," she answered.

Patamon shook his head. "I know that, but what I meant was how did you end up coming here with me? The last thing I remember was being attacked by Shaitanmon. I never saw you once during the battle," he told her.

Calilimon had in fact understood what he was trying to get at with the first question he had asked, but she had played dumb in hopes Patamon would drop the subject entirely. The less he knew about her, the better it would be for the both of them. Sighing, she began to speak, "I stopped Shaitanmon's Devil Descent attack from destroying you. I didn't expect that the explosion caused by my attack and his colliding would cause my mirror to activate."

Patamon stared at her for a moment. "You stopped his attack? It took my strongest attack as Seraphimon to even stop that attack and even then the attacks were equal in power," he told her not really believing her. She grinned not really blaming the small Digimon. This form was meant to look weak to trick her enemy's so she had a better chance of using her abilities to trap them for whoever she was with to finish off.

"I was an Ultimate like him before the explosion occurred. I used most of my energy making sure both of us didn't get consumed by the blast that had occurred and during it like I said my mirror was activated. It's the only thing that doesn't really change about me as I evolve," she explained.

"Why did you help me? Don't get me wrong I'm happy that you saved me but I'm sure that I have never met you until now so why would you risk being deleted along with me?" Patamon asked. The Chosen Children were not the only ones who had grown up over the past few years. Patamon had learned a few things such as there were times people helped another person for something in return and right now he was hoping that wasn't the reason Calilimon had helped him.

Calilimon thought for a moment. She had hoped Patamon wouldn't ask her that question. There were some things she didn't want to explain to him until she was sure that the little Digimon trusted her and right now she knew he didn't. Right now Patamon was on high alert because of Shaitanmon attacking him and he wasn't going to trust just anyone. If she told him the truth there was a chance he would run from her and then she wouldn't be able to return him to where he needed to be at the moment which was with Takeru keeping him safe.

After awhile she smiled having thought of something to tell the little Digimon that wouldn't be a lie yet wouldn't be the whole truth either. She could tell the rest to him later, but for now she just needed to worry about gaining Patamon's trust. "Have you ever heard of Guardian Angels before?" she asked.

Patamon thought this was a silly question to ask him of all Digimon, but then again this Digimon didn't really know him like his friends did. "Of course I know what a Guardian Angel is; Takeru told me I'm his Guardian Angel," Patamon told Calilimon.

Calilimon smiled having figured he would already know what a Guardian Angel was with what he evolved into. "Well I'm your Guardian Angel. Newly appointed of course which is why I'm just now showing up," she explained and by the way Patamon was starring at her she could tell he was confused.

Patamon blinked as he thought over what she had said. A Guardian Angel for a Guardian Angel? Now that was interesting. "Why did I all of a sudden get one?" Patamon asked.

"To protect you from Shaitanmon while you protect Takeru from him," Calilimon answered which it was here where part of the lie came from. Yes she did wish to protect Patamon from Shaitanmon, but she had never been told to protect him it had been her choice alone. With her explanation done she began to search for her mirror once again. Patamon watched her for a bit before he joined in searching for it as well. He had a feeling the sooner he got back the better it would be for his friends. At the time though Patamon did not realize that most of them believed him to be dead not that it would have really mattered to him if he did for he still would have wanted to go back to them.

::Human World::

Yamato sat in his truck starring at Takeru's D-3. He had to admit his little brother did have a point. If Patamon was really gone for good why would his D-3 still be working? Yamato was surprised by the fact that something like this could cheer Takeru back up to where he was behaving normally again. Then again his brother believed in hope much more strongly than any of the other Chosen Children. Otherwise he wouldn't have ended up with the crest he had when they were kids. Kohana and Takeru had been talking about how Patamon could have survived such an attack as Yamato sat there thinking. Yamato was a bit shocked by just how much Kohana was talking having only heard her say a few sentences the few times he had ran into her when they were both at the Kamiya apartment. It made him curious and he filed it away as something to ask Sora about the next time he talked to her.

As the two of them talked though Yamato thought of something and regretted having to ask the question but he knew someone had to. It was to important of a question to just keep on ignoring it. "If Patamon survived the attack then where is he?" Yamato asked looking at the two as he handed Takeru his D-3 back. Takeru stared at his D-3 for awhile as he thought of an answer for his brother's question.

"Could he have ended up in the Digital World?" Kohana asked. Hikari and Takeru both had explained some things to her about the Digital World. Takeru had also shown her some of the notes he had written down for the books he wanted to write.

Takeru shook his head. "I doubt it, but just in case I can get some of his friends to keep an eye out for him," Takeru told her as he placed his D-3 in his pocket afraid it would fall out of his bag again which he really needed to buy a new one not to mention a replacement for Kohana's cell phone since it was sort of his fault that it had gotten fried in the first place. As Takeru added the numbers in his head just how much this was all going to cost him he could see where he was probably going to have to get a part time job. He thought it was funny that now that he was sure Patamon was still alive that he was able to have normal every day thoughts again when just moments ago he was on the verge of mentally shutting down.

"We need to head home now or we're going to get caught up in what Taichi and the others are doing. Which is exactly what Taichi is hoping to avoid by sending us home before the others," Yamato told them as he started the truck up then pulled out onto the street.

It was about a ten minute drive by the time they had stopped at the apartment building Kohana lived in. Takeru opened the truck door climbing out and moved the seat forward so Kohana could get out as well. He then helped her climb out of the truck. Once she was out Takeru turned to look at her. "Do you need me to go up with you and help explain why you're so late?" he asked. Both her parents have of course met both Patamon and Tailmon so it wouldn't exactly be something hard to explain, but the problem was just how her parents would react to what they were told.

Kohana smiled shaking her head. "No my mom will believe me when I tell her what has happened though I don't know how calmly she'll take it. This will be the first time I have to tell her I've been in a fight that I could have been killed in. I'm just lucky my dad isn't home right now he'd have a panic attack over this…" she told him looking up at the apartment building.

Takeru knew how she felt. His mother hadn't exactly taken a lot of the news he had told her about Digimon to kindly at first and there were still times he could tell it had upset her. Not to mention when he got home he was going to have to explain a few things to her and he wasn't looking forward to it.

Still he felt bad about what had happened. If it hadn't been for him Kohana wouldn't have been involved in the fighting in the first place. Takeru glanced at the apartment building placing his hands in the front pouch of his sweater then turned to look at Kohana. "Alright then, I'll see you at school tomorrow… If I somehow find Patamon before then though I'll send you an e-mail," he told her moving the truck seat back into its original position. He would have walked her up to her apartment, but feared he might just place her in danger again if Shaitanmon decided to attack again even though there was a low possibility of it with his injuries he wouldn't take the chance.

Kohana nodded smiling softly. "Good night Takaishi-kun and I hope you do find Patamon and quickly," she told him and started heading towards the stairs. Before she reached them though, Kohana turned around to wave good bye to Gabumon and Yamato who waved back. Takeru watched her for a moment then climbed up into the passenger's seat closing the truck door.

Yamato pulled back out onto the street and began the drive towards the apartments his little brother lived in. "So how badly do you think Mom is going to take all this?" Yamato asked knowing full well he hadn't told their mother anything of what had been going on.

Takeru sighed. "I don't know for certain, but I can say she won't be very happy," Takeru said which Yamato had to nod in agreement

"I'd go up with you and talk to her but…" Yamato shrugged not really wanting to finish the sentence. Takeru didn't need him to he had been naïve when he was younger, which wasn't all that long ago really, but he wasn't anymore. Yamato and their mother did not have the best mother son relationship in the world and Yamato knew full well that in the long run it was mostly his own fault for things he had done including originally blaming her when she wasn't entirely at fault. Due to this Yamato had a tendency of avoiding her unless it was absolutely necessary making Takeru either come to his apartment or out somewhere in the city if the two brothers wanted to hang out. Even then there were times he still had to come over and those times weren't that great for Yamato or Natsuko.

Takeru reached over to the radio turning it onto AM and tuning it to one of the many news channels for the Odaiba area. Neither Yamato nor Takeru were surprised to hear what had happened was already somewhat on the news but for the moment it didn't mention any involvement with Digimon. They were talking about how it could have been some type of gas explosion, a terrorist attack or something else. All it really meant was that the reporters hadn't really had a chance to talk with those involved with the incident and most likely by tomorrow they'd be talking about how Digimon were involved in the incident. Takeru hoped it wouldn't interfere with what Taichi and the others were trying to accomplish at the UN, but the chances were it would give more fuel to those who were "Anti-Digimon".

Yamato stopped the truck in front of the apartments Takeru lived in and the younger brother climbed out of the truck. "Thanks for the ride, Yamato," Takeru said as he walked up onto the side walk.

"No problem and good luck with Mom," Yamato told him and Takeru began heading up the stairs to his apartment. Yamato waited until he was sure his brother had reached the apartment door before heading home himself.

Takeru was not surprised to find out that the door wasn't locked when he tried turning the door knob. With how late it was he had been certain his mother would be at home. Sighing he opened the door and walked into the apartment. "Mom I'm home," Takeru said as he began to take his boots off.

"Welcome home Takeru," his Mother responded her voice coming from the kitchen. This made him wince remembering the mess Patamon had made earlier. He really had been hoping to get home before her to clean it up, but she had obviously beaten him to it. "Takeru what exactly happened to the kitchen?"

Sighing, Takeru finished pulling his boots off and replacing them with slippers as he walked towards the kitchen. "Patamon decided to make breakfast his morning," he told her standing in the kitchen doorway his hands behind his back. He would delay showing her his hands for as long as possible

Natsuko turned looking at him. "How such a small Digimon could make such a big mess is beyond me. Where is Patamon by the way?" she asked noticing Takeru's best friend wasn't with him which raised a red flag. When they had been reunited after being separated so long due to the gates sealing after their first trip to the Digital World there hadn't been a time when Patamon wasn't with her son that she knew of.

Takeru wondered for a moment if he could ignore her question for the time being and have a quiet evening. In the long run he decided it would be best not to get her madder then what she was going to be. "Mom can you come into the living room with me?" he asked looking at her.

That was when Natsuko took a good look at her son. His school uniform was slightly dirty which she would have pegged on him playing some type of sport if he hadn't stopped playing most of them in favor of writing. She was slightly conflicted over that she was glad that he was writing much like she did herself except she was a journalist and he was aiming to be an author, but writing had taken a priority for him almost over everything else including school work. She could also see rips in his school bag and the way he kept his hands behind his back raised another red flag making her slightly worried for him and the small Digimon. It was true if Takeru had never met Patamon her son wouldn't be placed in danger like he was, but Patamon's friendship meant a lot to her son and she wouldn't trade that for his complete and total safety. She also noted his eyes were red and tear streaks ran down his cheeks. Something was very wrong here.

Natsuko took a step towards her son placing a hand on his shoulder. "Takeru what happened?" she asked.

It took about half an hour for Takeru to tell his mother everything that had been happening lately. He had almost started crying again when he told her how he at first believed Patamon was gone. After he had finished it had taken him almost twice as long to calm her back down. She was of course understandably mad at him for hiding this from her, but she was mainly mad at Shaitanmon for what he had put her son through. What really surprised him though was he also detected she was a bit upset at the other Chosen Children's Digimon for not protecting Patamon better, but he wasn't one-hundred percent certain on it.

Takeru now sat in his bedroom at his desk his hands freshly bandaged wearing a loose green shirt and khaki shorts. His mother had sent him into his room to finish his homework while she finished making dinner. He had tidied up his desk and had already finished up what was left of his homework most of it having fallen out of his bag. He even had enough time to ask Elecmon to look for Patamon in the Digital World. Takeru was beginning to wonder what happened to dinner when an instant message popped up onto his laptop's screen. Blinking he clicked on the message to read it. It was from Yamato:

BigBadWulf: Mom is on the phone chewing me out x_x What exactly did you tell her?

Takeru grimaced as he typed a response. He really hadn't expected her to drag his brother into this, but it couldn't have been too bad or he would have been hearing it even in his room. Their apartment walls were not very thick in the apartment itself, but it was in between individual apartments.

GuardAngel: The truth… Sorry thought I calmed her down

BigBadWulf: No prob u're not a very good liar anyways it isn't exactly chewing out so much as nagging

GaurdAngel: Lucky. Spent almost 1 hr yelling at me. And thanx I'll take that as a complement ¬_¬

BigBadWulf: *laughs* Seems u got off. Use to be longer from what u've told me.

GaurdAngel: Surprised not grounded… yet…

BigBadWulf: …..

GaurdAngel: What?

BigBadWulf: Just a sec BRB

Takeru blinked tapping the top of his desk as he waited for his brother to come back and type another message. He waited for almost ten minutes and was about to go grab his Nintendo DS Lite when another message popped up from his brother:

BigBadWulf: Be over in half an hour. Can't believe she asked… Not that I say no…

BigBadWulf Has Signed Off.

Takeru's eyes widened as he reread the message. When he was sure he had read it correctly he opened the door to his room in time to see his Mother hang up the phone. She then turned her attention her youngest son. "Takeru can you get the spare futons out for me? Your brother and Gabumon are going to be coming over," she told him and Takeru's jaw nearly dropped.

"For how long?" he asked heading for Natsuko's room the extra futons being stored in her closet.

"Until either that Digimon you called Shaitanmon leaves you alone or Patamon comes back… Preferably both," she informed him which shocked Takeru even more.

"Mom, Iori and Miyako live here as well you didn't need to invite Yamato over," he told her pausing at her bedroom door. Not that he didn't want his brother over if his Mother had invited him he just didn't want his mom inventing him over for the wrong reasons.

Natsuko smiled knowing exactly why Takeru was acting the way he was. Sometimes it was very easy to read her young son, but there were times she couldn't figure out what he was thinking as easily as his brother could which always shocked her. This was also secretly another reason she had invited him over. Takeru would have a harder time hiding things if Yamato was around him all the time. It didn't guarantee she would find out, but it gave her hope that at least someone else would know and could help Takeru in any way possible. "Don't worry Takeru, I didn't order him to come over or anything. I didn't even get your father involved. I just asked if he would like to stay over here because he seemed so worried about you why we talked over the phone," she told him then went into the kitchen to finish fixing dinner.

Takeru just stood there starring towards the kitchen. Maybe things weren't as bad between his Mother and Yamato like he had originally though? Shaking his head he went to do as his mother had asked wondering were exactly was he supposed to set the futons up at.

The futons ended up going into his room after a bit of cleaning up on his part. Not that his room wasn't clean but he had been digging through it before Yamato had messaged him in hopes of finding some secret stash of money he had forgotten so he could buy a replacement for Kohana's phone. In the long run he had decided it was best to just ask his Mother for the money with a promise he'd pay her back later with the part time job he was going to get. That is if his school allowed part time jobs he'd have to look at the school's rules first or just ask the principle. By the time he was finished there was a knock at the door and Takeru went to answer it as his mother was busy cooking.

Upon opening the door he stood to the side so his brother could enter. "Hi Yamato," Takeru said as Yamato walked inside carrying a duffle bag and his guitar case. Yamato was wearing a black button up shit that was currently unbuttoned with a white shirt underneath and regular jean pants. Takeru also spotted what appeared to be a dog tag of some sort. He also had to admit he was glad his brother had brought his guitar along with him which Takeru figured meant he wasn't going to give up his band just yet.

"Hey Takeru," Yamato responded as he handed Gabumon the duffle bag and guitar case so he could take his shoes off and replace them with slippers.

"What was Dad's reaction to this?" Takeru asked as he headed for the living room. Yamato thought a moment before answering.

"He took it calmly, but then again he's the type that doesn't show when he's upset so there's no telling what he thinks," he said following his brother after taking the bags back from Gabumon. The Digimon followed the two brothers glancing around. He had only been in the apartment a few times for Yamato didn't come over very often only doing so when Takeru couldn't leave the apartment for some reason or another.

"Where should I put these?" Yamato asked indicating his bags.

Takeru pointed to his room before speaking. "Go ahead and put them in my room it's where you and Gabumon will be sleeping." Yamato nodded and did as he was told Gabumon following. Takeru glanced at his Mother before following his brother into the room. "Did mom really ask you to come over?" Takeru asked still not believing it.

Yamato sat the guitar case and duffle bag in a corner of the room before he looked at his brother. "I typed that she did," he said pointing to the instant message conversation that was still on the screen of Takeru's laptop.

"Yamato was more surprised by it then you were," Gabumon told Takeru. Takeru just shook his head and smiled.

The rest of the night seemed to go by without trouble for which Takeru was grateful for. After dinner Takeru went to bed while his brother and mother stayed up to talk. Maybe getting attacked by that Digimon had some bonuses after all? He knew there was no chance that his mother and father would be getting back together again, but it would be nice if Yamato and his Mother had a better relationship then they did.

Sighing Takeru set the alarm clock next to his bed mainly for his brother who wanted to get up early tomorrow for band practice. He was pretty good about getting up at the right time for school while Yamato wasn't. Takeru only really used the alarm clock to play it safe. Takeru glanced over at his laptop which was still on and decided against shutting it down in case Elecmon wished to get in contact with him. Turning the lights off Takeru pulled the covers back on his bed and crawled in.

::Else Where::

Patamon and Calilimon had searched for her mirror for hours before deciding it just wasn't anywhere near them. After a bit the two Digimon began to get hungry and both decided it would be best to find something to eat. A hungry Digimon was a weak Digimon and neither of them liked the idea of not being able to fight. They didn't have to go far before they found a tree with what appeared to be diamond shape fruit hanging from its branches. "How do we know the food isn't an illusion?" Patamon asked from where he sat on Calilimon's head.

"They're not… It's the mirrors that create the illusion. It would be best to avoid the mirrors at all costs or you might get caught in one of its illusions and never make it out of here," she told him as she flew up to one of the lower branches picking some fruit for the both of them. "What we really need to worry about is whether the food is poisonous to us or not," she said as she landed and sat beneath the tree.

Patamon blinked and looked at the fruit that the angelic Digimon handed him. How can you tell if something is poisonous? Patamon wondered looking down at Calilimon who was examining the fruit. He knew from television that in Takeru's world brightly colored creatures usually meant poison, but did the same apply to plants, plants that weren't even part of Takeru's world? "It wouldn't make much sense to poison the food and set up the mirrors… But then again this entire world could just be one big death trap…" she mumbled to herself then just shrugged taking a bite out of the fruit. Patamon just stared at her wide eyed for a bit before taking a bite of the fruit himself.

"This is pretty good!" he said and continued to eat the rest of the fruit. The texture of the fruit reminded him of an apple but strangely enough the taste was closer to a blueberry which Patamon found quite odd yet at the same time reminded him of his home world where nothing really made sense.

Once both Patamon and Calilimon were done eating they began to talk to decide what to do next. "Do we really need that mirror to go home?" Patamon asked now sitting down beside the other Digimon.

"I could try using the other mirrors, but it would be dangerous for both of us and I couldn't guarantee success. What is really strange is my mirror was only supposed to be able to take who ever I wish to and from the Digital World. I never imagined it could be use to bring someone to a totally different world like this," Calilimon told him looking at the small Digimon as she did so.

"Then if you didn't know how to do it how exactly did the mirror manage to do it?" Patamon asked tilting her head to the side.

Calilimon sighed. "My brother took it from me. Originally I thought he was just playing a prank on me like he usually does he has taken things from me before to hide them from me. This time I found out he had used it for something though I'm only now beginning to figure out what exactly," she said and Patamon could tell she was not at all happy with her brother.

"Where is your brother at? I mean is there any chance he'll try and help us get back?" Patamon asked and instantly he regretted asking the question for a pained expression came over Calilimon's face.

"If it was a year ago then yes my brother would have come and gladly helped the both of us… He may like playing pranks on me but he is really kind and values family more than anything… But… Something happened to him… I'm not even sure if he's really my brother anymore…" she said then shook her head. "No he will be of no help to us… In fact he'd just make things worse for the fun of it." Patamon slowly nodded. He was beginning to put some things together but he wasn't one hundred percent certain yet. Until he was though he wasn't going to voice his thoughts in case he was wrong. He didn't want to chase of the only thing here that was trying to help him.

Calilimon stood up and began dusting her dress off. "Anyway staying here isn't doing us any good. We need to find that mirror and fast. It couldn't be too far from us unless something managed to get a hold of it…" She said and once again they began to look around for the small mirror. As the two of them searched they moved their way out away from the tree in different directions to cover more ground faster. Between the two of them Patamon was having it easier during the search. He was shorter thus he could see below the fog while Calilimon kept having to flap her wings to clear the fog for a bit so she could look.

They searched for another hour before Patamon let out a triumphant cry. He had found the small mirror hidden in roots of a stump. The only problem was Patamon could clearly see cracks within the surface of the mirror and some pieces were even missing. Patamon just hoped that wasn't a bad thing, but he had a feeling it was. Calilimon quickly ran over to him and kneeled down beside him picking the mirror up and brushed dirt of it being careful not to cut herself along the ragged edges where the pieces were missing.

"Can we get home now?" he asked standing on his hind legs to get a look at the mirror. Calilimon sighed and changed into a sitting position setting the mirror down in her lap.

"I'm afraid not Patamon… With the mirror cracked and missing pieces it would be like using one of the mirrors around here…" she said none too happy about this.

Patamon's ears dropped and Calilimon looked at him patting the small Digimon on the head and smiling slightly. "I can give you hope though! Even with it cracked and pieces missing I can use it to check on your friends!" she said wanting the small Digimon to stay happy. It was only fair that at least one of them was happy and she would rather it be Patamon then herself. He deserved it more than her. Patamon watched as Calilimon took the mirror in both hands holding it to where he could see it. "Souls Reflection," Calilimon said. At first all Patamon saw was his own reflection, but then the mirror began to glow then the image shifted. Patamon could then clearly see Takeru, except where the mirror was cracked which caused the image to distort while the missing pieces caused holes in the image itself. He was asleep in bed and Patamon could also see Yamato and Gabumon in the room also asleep.

Patamon smiled and looked up at Calilimon. "He's alright!" he said happily and Calilimon looked down at the mirror herself.

"Yes and it seems his brother is with him," she said pointing to Yamato.

"Which is good Gabumon will keep Takeru safe and I feel sorry for anything that manages to hurt Takeru with Yamato around," Patamon said quite happy and calmer now that he knew for certain Takeru was alright. He had been worried that they had still been fighting or that without him there Shaitanmon had somehow won though it was the later he feared more because he couldn't really imagine his friends losing. They had already won so many battles so why should this one been any different?

After the mirror quite glowing Calilimon placed it inside a pocket Patamon had failed to notice earlier. "Well it seems now there is no rush to get back to the human world… How about we rest? We'll need our strength to be of any help to them…" Calilimon said leaning against the tree stump.

"What about your mirror how will we get back now?" he asked a bit afraid of the answer. Calilimon looked around them.

"Well someone had to make all these mirrors that are scattered all over the place. Maybe we can find them after we rest and get them to fix the mirror?" she suggested.

"But why would they fix your mirror if they haven't even fixed their own?" Patamon asked pointing to several that were broken.

Calilimon shrugged. "Maybe the mirrors didn't work quite how they thought they would? Have hope Patamon after all that is what your best at," she said gently poking his nose with her finger.

She was right of course Patamon was better at hope than anyone else even better than Takeru. Patamon climbed into Calilimon's lap and lay down as both of them closed their eyes to sleep. Patamon would have hope and he hoped he would be able to get back to Takeru before something really bad had happened.


A/N – More in depth look of Takeru's personal life hope you liked it