Author's notes: I don't own digimon, Takeru, Hikari, Tailmon, Patamon, etc, blah, blah, blah, don't sue me. It takes place a few years after 02 ends. Enjoy the fiction!
Takeru and Hikari sat on a grassy knoll in the digital world, Patamon and Tailmon curled up and sleeping on their respective laps. It had been a long day of making sure all was right in the parallel world, and their digimon were taking a well-deserved rest. The group had been watching the sunset in silence, appreciating the sheer beauty of something few people ever see.
Even though it had put her digimon to sleep some time ago, Hikari continued to softly stroke Tailmon's silky white fur in a gentle repetitive motion as she unconsciously nuzzled into her. A sudden, odd, thought suddenly sprang into her head, one that she felt was interesting enough to break the pleasant silence of the moment.
"Oi, Takeru…" She said softer than usual as to not wake either of the sleeping digimon, "Have you ever wondered what the life of a digimon must be like?"
"What do you mean?" Takeru inquired, looking up from scratching between Patamon's ears.
"Well, just think about it, how different it must be… Going from a kawaii fuzzy chibi creature, to something possessing enough power to destroy entire buildings, in only a few moments, and then going back in the same amount of time."
"Yeah, I think I know what you mean. It's kind of like going from a little kid to an adult, only with a few seconds in between as opposed to years."
"It must be awful hard on them, having to do it at the drop of a hat when we want them to, too."
"Well, I think they're built for it. Heck, I think they enjoy it. Koushiro actually tried explaining some of his theories on digimon to me once, and tat was one of them. Something about how it's similar to how we're built to enjoy eating because it makes sure we'll do it."
"But still…" Hikari leaned backwards, letting herself fall into the cool grass. She stretched out on her back, and shifted the napping Tailmon from her thighs to her stomach, continuing to look at her digimon in a way she never had before. "I've never really thought about it, or appreciated it before this. Of course, I don't think I could ever really appreciate it, not without going through it myself. It's really difficult to imagine."
"Yeah…" Takeru agreed with her, finally understanding some of what she was trying to get across. "I always knew that these guys gave it their all for us, but I never bothered to really look at just what it was they specifically did. It s hard to imagine without thinking about it." He lay back, assuming the same pose as her. It had been a long day for more than their digimon.
"What do you suppose it would be like to go through it?"
"Nani, you mean the whole digivolving thing?'
"Hai, but the rest of their life, too." A slight smirk crossed her face "Like never having to go to school…"
"…And being able to fly…" Takeru also let a slight smile out.
"…Or having a partner that let's you sleep even though your cutting off circulation to her legs...." Hikari stifled a slight giggle, realizing that Tailmon had been napping for almost a half hour. Since transferring her digimon onto her torso, her legs had been filled with the pins and needles following numbness, and her arm was beginning to get tired. "Seriously, though, I've always wondered what it would be like to digivolving."
"Hikarimon shinka… Bishoujomon!" Takeru said jokingly. Hikari gave a mock victory sign, giggling. Takeru joined in on the laughter, and neither of them could stop.
"Bisoujomon?" She questioned, reading something from between the lines of his joke. "You think I'm pretty?" Her cheeks took on a slightly red highlight, and she turned her head away from him in embarrassment.
Takeru felt panic wash over him, his laughter taking on a more nervous tone. "Well… I uh… You're not ugly…"
"Gee, thanks." She rolled her eyes as her redder than usual complexion faded. Things became silent once again.
"I called her pretty, and she got embarrassed over it." Takeru thought. "She must be a bit mad at me now…"
"He called me pretty, and he got embarrassed over it." Hikari thought to herself. "How sweet."
Takeru let out a sigh, putting his arms behind his head and staring at the now night-sky. He hadn't noticed it gradually getting dark, but now gazed deep into the star-speckled beyond, pondering the entire conversation he had been having with Hikari. A moving trial of light caught his eye. "Hey look," He pointed towards the object "A shooting star."
"Cool." Hikari responded, her eyes finding the "Hurry, make a wish!"
"Oh, I can't think of anything. You do it."
"No, you saw it first, you should make a wish."
"Nah…"
"Here, we'll make one together." She took his hand in hers, and this time it was his turn to blush. Luckily, Hikari had her eyes on the star. "Okay, now close your eyes and make your wish."
The pair closed their eyes and made their wishes, both of which related to the conversation and events of their time here. Hikari released Takeru's hand, which he placed back behind his head. "What did you wish for?" He asked her.
"You're not supposed to tell, silly, or else it won't come true."
"Oh." Takeru considered her words for a moment, and was confused by the details. "…But, don't you close your eyes and not tell anyone your wish for when you blow out the candles on your birthday cake?"
Hikari's eyes bugged, and she slapped a hand to her head. "Darn. You're right. I think you say some sort of poem or something for shooting stars…"
"No, I think that's for the first star of the night… You know, 'Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight…'"
"' I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight.' Hai, you're right about that one too… what do you say for shooting stars?"
Putting his to his chin, Takeru wondered. "I'm not really sure. I think you might have to yell it out loud…"
"Yeah, that's probably it." Hikari reassured him. "Kami, I'm almost glad I didn't know that, not with the wish I made." She added as an afterthought. "If Takeru heard it, he'd freak out for sure." She let out a yawn; this really had been a long day. "We really should be getting home, Takeru…"
"Yeah, but it's such a nice night, and you don't see the stars in the city like you can here… Let's just say a little longer. Besides, it's Saturday, and we've been busting our butts all day. I think we deserve some nice relaxation time."
Takeru made a strong case, and the comfortable position kept her from moving better than if she had been tied down. "It's be such a shame to wake Tailmon and Patamon, too, after they worked all day…"
"Yep…" Takeru let out a yawn. "Such a shame…" his voice faded to a gentle snoring.
"It'd
be a shame to wake you, too." Hikari whispered to herself. "Ah, well, if
anything big comes up, the others will come and find us." She thought, justifying
this impromptu sleep over. "Sweet dreams, Takeru." She whispered as she
looked at her sleeping friend, before catching one last glance at the starry
sky, remembering the shooting star from earlier. "Maybe my wish will come
true in my dreams..." was her final thought before she was whisked off to dreamland, as
the three others in the foursome already had been.