Veemon In Love Part 3

© 2001 *punkV* only char. I take Credit 4 ish Umiko-channerz, the rest are © Digimon pplz. Yeah. Killer Parakeets will one-day rule this world. Ha. Ha. HaHaHaHa! =3



The next morning dawned bright, and clear. The sun shone in streaks of gold through Umiko's always closed curtains. The scrawny tabby cat was seated on one of the wooden chairs, waiting impatiently to be fed. Umiko's nose twitched, she made a slightly annoyed face, not wanting to get up just yet. She moved her arm to rub her face, but bumped into something. She smiled, remembering the cute little blue "kitty." She rolled over to face him, but he had his back to her. She smiled, and scratched that spot behind his ears he seemed to like so much, he sighed, but did not stir. She then reached out to cuddle him closer- but when she reached for him- something was no right- she felt his feet- down by her knees. He wasn't that tall! She ran the tips of her fingers over his forehead, down to his nose. She felt it twitch- but it wasn't soft- it had a bump on it- like a horn or something. She felt her blood practically freeze in her veins. What was going on here? She sat up, and, trembling peeled the blanket back from him- what she saw was NOT the little blue guy she knew! She screamed, causing him to bolt upright, looking around wildly. "What? What is it? What happened?!?!" He demanded, looking around him. She just pointed an accusing finger at him "You ATE him you fiend!" She cried.

"'Scuse me? Ate who?" He asked, wondering what she was so upset about.

"My talking blue kitty! What did you do to him?"

Blue kitty? He wondered. She must have meant him. "Oh, I'm not a blue kitty- and- I didn't go anywhere." She cut him off abruptly. "Then where is he?" She demanded, leaning in so close, he could feel her hot breath on his face. He swallowed hard. Why didn't she recognize him? He sat up all the way, scratching his head in wonder. He suddenly then realized he had fingers to scratch with. He had digivolved back into his rookie from, veemon! He laughed nervously, trying to calm her down. "Listen, it's ok Umiko, its me I'm just-"

"How do you know my name?" She exclaimed with a gasp, slapping her palm over her mouth in surprise. He grinned. "It's me, Demiveemon." He said, trying to make his voice sound the same as before, hoping she would figure it out. He blinked. "You look- kinda like him..." She observed. Looking him over, a thoughtful look on her face. She poked him curiously, then looking behind him, and tugged on his tail. He blushed; wondering what she was doing exactly.

"You have the same funky tail.and ears." She noted, tugging on one. She sat back, her fingers on her chin, looking thoughtful. "But- you have this little horn- and this "V" thing." She traced it with her finger, causing his stomach to flutter. ".And you're bigger too." She finished. "So how can you be the same kitty- er- whatever?" She leaned back, waiting for an explanation.

"Well." he started, wondering how to explain it- the easiest solution, he figured, was to say he "grew up." "I guess you could say. I grew up!" He nodded as if to re assure his little explanation. She blinked, obviously believing him. "You grew pretty fast.," She said, looking relieved. She then smiled, and leaned forward to hug him. "I thought something had happened to you!" She sniffled. "I'm glad you're ok." She was hugging him so close, he could smell a sweet apple scent- her shampoo he figured. The smell was so sweet; he couldn't resist- he sniffed her. She practically froze- he did himself- how could he have been so stupid? He sniffed her! Something told him she was not used to being smelled. Surprisingly, she laughed. "Do I smell or something?" He nodded his head no insanely, hoping he hadn't insulted her. That was the last thing he wanted to do, considering he felt so oddly attached to her.

"Well, if I stink then there's only one thing I can do." he blinked "What's that?"

"Take a bath!" She said happily, skipping off. "With lotsa bubbles and-" She noticed he was looking at her, and smiled. "You can come along too, if you want. I can scrub you're back for ya!" He didn't move, just uttered a disbelieving "e-eh?" His whole face had gone crimson, he knew. She put her hands on her hips impatiently, and tapped her foot. "Aw, come on, you don't hate baths do ya?" He again shook his head no crazily; actually, the idea of taking a bath now was rather intriguing. He shook his head again, to clear it. These thoughts he was having, were definitely not normal for a digimon to be having. he had to finally admit it to himself- he found this human girl attractive, for reasons not even he fully understood.

"You keep shaking your head like that, and your brain is gonna fall out!" she kidded, laughing.

He laughed nervously, trying to regain some self- reassurance. This is insane! He thought. I have no business fawning over a human like this. I'm just trying to forget Gatomon. but deep inside, he knew it was more than that- much more. The feelings he was feeling now were real- very real. And he wasn't going to be able to just brush them off, as he hoped, it was going to be much harder than that. She came up and tugged on his hand, slamming him back to reality.

"Ready? I put the bubbles in!" She smiled at him; he just blinked, wide- eyed at her. "Come on!" She tugged his hand again, and led him to the bathroom.

At first, he wasn't sure what to think or do. He could smell something good, but faint- like bubble gum. The bubble bath, he thought. "Sit there, ill go get a bucket-" She pointed to a small stool, and he took a seat. She came back, seconds later, with a brush, soap, and a rinse bucket.

"Here we go!" She smiled brightly, setting the items down beside him. She started to undress, noticing he looked away quickly, his face turning bright red.

"Ooh-kay." She sighed, plopping down behind him. He went tense, heard her shuffling the brush against some soap. He held his breath, wondering what she was going to do.

"After I get you clean, you can hop in there." She pointed to the tub. Just then, he felt something brush over his back. He tensed all over, and heard her laugh. "You act like no one has ever scrubbed your back before!" She exclaimed. Someone had, but it hadn't been a girl that he just so happened to find attractive. She scrubbed harder, and he felt himself relax, enjoying the attention he was getting. This isn't so bad. he thought, pleased.

"Okay, do you want me to do your stomach?" He shook his head feverantly, and snatched the brush from her hand. She laughed.

"You act like you're embarrassed or something!" He nodded, and she looked concerned. "Why's that? There's nothing to be embarrassed about!"

He blinked. Didn't she find the situation even a little. wrong? Embarrassing? Apparently not, because she didn't seem to care when he turned, and accidentally got a good look at her. He quickly slapped his hands over his eyes and turned around. She giggled.

"What's so funny?" He demanded.

"I just don't see why you're so upset, she said, through laughs. "I mean, were both girls right?"

His jaw dropped, literally. Did she really think he was a girl?!?! He stumbled on his words, trying to explain.

"I have to admit though- no offense- you do sound awfully masculine for a girl. but hey, it doesn't surprise me!" She laughed again.

"B-but I'm not a girl!" he protested, severely embarrassed.

She looked confused. "But- no boy could be as cute as you are." She said, smiling. He felt his knees turn to Jell-O. D-did she just call me cute??? He marveled, as if something sacred had just happened to him. He shook his head. It didn't matter, because she thought he was a girl!

"If you aren't a girl." She paused to think, then reached out to grab him by the tail, and lifted it up. He gawked in shock. Unable to speak.

"Oh! So you are a boy! I'm sorry!" She released him, but he fell flat on his face, unable to control his reflexes. "Ow." He uttered, rubbing his nose.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" She squealed, picking him up. He shook his head, and blinked. He almost fell over backward; he went completely limp, his nose bleeding. She giggled.

"You still have nothing to be worried about, you aren't even human, like me."

He looked up at her, feeling his heart sink. She was right. He wasn't human, and because of that, there was no way he could ever have a relationship with her. he was crushed. His ears drooped, and he let out a long, sad sigh. He had no luck. he might as well give up. He would never find the mate for himself, so it was apparently hopeless. Suddenly, he felt her arms around him, and she pulled him close.

"I don't know what you are so worried about, but don't be sad." He blinked, and swallowed the lump in his throat. She gave him a squeeze, as if injecting hope into him.

".Because I'll always be here if you need me." She bent down slowly, and gave him a quick kiss on his forehead- everything spun around him; he had to shake his head to bring himself back to reality. Before he could say anything though, she had dumped him in the bathtub- and the water had become freezing cold! He clung to the side of the tub desperately seeking warmth.

"I-Its freezing!" He cried, rubbing his hands together.

"That's funny, I don't think so!" She laughed, jumping in with a splash.

"Hey!" He protested, getting splashed even worse. She giggled devilishly, splashing him again. The bubbles flew everywhere in a whirl of iridescent color. He laughed in joy, in spite of his embarrassment, he was blissfully happy, and that was enough to bring a small glimmer of hope- maybe there was a chance after all- somehow.

END PART 3! STAY TUNED! ^.^v