A/N: Urgh it is too early to be having a final at 8 P.M. Thanks for all of your support you guys! Onto this update and keep your eyes peeled! Enjoy!

3.2

Tailmon hears Tokomon before they see him, and runs to the fanged bundle of adorable before Hikari can kneel and try to soothe his crying. She notes that before Tokomon cried very little, unless Takeru cried, and even then, he would try to be strong.

"You're here," he blubbers. "You're here, you're not gone! Takeru left! He left me and his Digivice and doesn't care anymore!"

Hikari pats him down and glances at Tailmon as the creature continues to speak, explaining so much and so little at once, claiming everyone drifted apart and no one was willing to wait and believe or anything. The cat shrugs and for a moment Hikari actually believes the little creature, not just because Tokomon is about as good of a liar as he is at eating less than his share, but because Takeru is eight, and all the eight-year-olds she knows and has ever known have a bit of a nasty streak in them, Taichi included, and sometimes that nastiness comes out on the wrong people. And sometimes children are simply wrong and whimsical but it hurts if they indulge in it.

"Can I go talk to him?"

Tokomon nods, sniffling back tears and plodding forward. Hikari admires the Digimon's gusto for a moment before following at a slower pace. Tailmon follows on all-fours. Her tail is lashing and Hikari struck by the emotions that slip between them like water. She leaves her face in a small, tight frown, but anger pulses in her frame in Tailmon's voice. It is a slightly crazed set of thoughts full of hurt and empathy and anger.

How dare you make my friend cry, she feels Tailmon hiss in the safety of her own head. How dare you trample on the one thing we ever knew?

Melodramatic, but true.

For some reason, something in her chest hurts, but it's not Tailmon's roiling fury. It is something deeper, something she had never thought of.

There are tears in her eyes, and she stops, thinking about them. Tokomon and Tailmon turn.

She gives them a wet smile. "I'm all right... it just occurred to me, that's all."

"What did?" Tokomon is probably used to tears by now; his partner is such a crier.

She giggles and keeps walking. "It hurts when no one believes in you."

Tokomon nods. "And it's unfair."

"Quite."

The world isn't fair.