1 "Veemon in Love: part 5"
© 2001 *punkV* all chars © their respected owners n' such. Umiko-chan is © me so THERE =P no stealing! This piece of fiction was thought up by me in my own twisted little mind, thank u. ^^ hehe ramen noodles are good! =3 whooo!
It wasn't until a few days later, that veemon sensed a change in her. Ever since that morning, when he'd woke up on her floor- things had changed. When they took their baths, she was a little more secretive. She had her back to him, one of those mornings, and she had just washed the soap off of her by dumping water over herself. She shook her head, sending droplets of water flying. Veemon had just finished scrubbing off his tail, when he heard her gasp, and drop her bar of soap. He spun around, catching a glimpse of what appeared to be a bruise on her forearm. But, on closer inspection, it had a deep, bluish tint to it, when a normal bruise was purple. She jerked her arm away from his grasp, a deep blush spreading over her cheeks.
"Umkio. your.. Skin, it's."
She quickly worked up a rich lather on her arm, attempting to scrub it off. "It's probably pen, that's all." She grunted, scrubbing as hard as she could. Finally satisfied, she dunked her arm in the tub, washing away the suds. veemon peeked at the mark again- and if possible- it seemed bluer than before she had scrubbed it! Obviously upset, she proceeded to scrub at it again. "It must be permanent." She muttered under her breath. When she turned, the sunlight caught her at just the right angle- and veemon saw that she not only had the blue on her arm- it was on her cheeks and her shoulders as well!
"Umiko!" He exclaimed in alarm. "It's all over you!"
She stood up quickly, and rushed to the mirror- she pulled her hair away from her face, and saw that it was true. She shook her head slowly, and backed away from the mirror.
"What's. going on.?" She wondered aloud. "I'm. turning blue!" she slipped on the bar of soap she'd dropped, and promptly fell over backward. Veemon rushed to her aid, and helped her up. She sat back on her knees, looking bewildered. She looked at her arm, extended in front of her, and blinked.
A little nervously, veemon stood up on his toes, and brought a washcloth to her cheek, and scrubbed, gently. "I'll try to get it off.," He said, resting his hand on her shoulder. He worked steadily, and when he was satisfied, he backed up, observing his work. He had uncovered some more blue, but it wasn't the only thing he'd found- right under her eye, there was a little yellow mark- strikingly similar to the ones on his own face.
He blinked, his mouth was hanging open, and his eyes were so big they looked like they could pop out of their sockets. She reached out and gently shook him, hoping to bring him back to reality. He shook his head violently, but was unable to keep the astonished look off of his face.
"I- is something wrong?" She asked, her voice hinted with worry.
"I'm not. sure." He replied. He moved forward again, to scrub her other cheek. Sure enough, another of the yellow markings appeared under her other cheek. He swallowed hard, barely able to contain his excitement. He leaned in a little closer to get a better look, narrowing his eyes in deep concentration. What did this mean? She had the same yellow markings as he did- but she didn't have a V. or. did she? He felt his heart beat faster at the thought- anything- anything that could get him a little closer to her- and having something in common just might help. before he could move the washcloth any closer though- she flinched away as if she had been burned.
"Don't!" she said abruptly, she was backed up against the tiled wall, her eyes wide.
He blinked, in confusion. "I-I was just going to wash your face for you." He stopped speaking when he saw the look on her face. Her eyes were welling with tears; her lower lip trembled slightly. His heart ached deeply at the sight of her.
"What's wrong?" he asked, gently.
"Nothing." She said quickly, turning her face away. She pulled her knees up to her chin, her eyes glazed over.
Veemon moved closer, slowly, reaching out in hesitation. "It's just me, Umiko. you can tell me."
She looked up at him, wiping her arm across her face. She took a deep breath, and said: "I think I'm. sick." She said slowly, clutching her fist at her side.
"What? What do you mean sick?" He felt his insides go ice-cold.
"I mean. last week, I noticed that I." She paused, unsure if she should go on.
"Go on," He said, bumping his nose on her shoulder affectionately.
".I noticed that. I've lost a lot of weight and. my hair is falling out." She pulled her brush off the counter, and he could see a big wad of her fine blue hair stuck in it's bristles. He caught his breath in horror- he had a bad feeling.
".And, last week. last week, I noticed this funny mark on my head." She moved her hand to her forehead, hesitating to move the wisps of hair away from her forehead.
Intrigued, veemon reached up, and softly brushed them away for her- and what he saw there, on the middle of her forehead, was something that he had never in his wildest dreams ever expected to find. There, in the middle of her forehead, in between her deep blue eyes, was the unmistakable yellow "V" mark that he also bore.
".And now, my skin. it's. turning blue. and I. I'm scared, veemon."
He shook his head, trying to clear it. "Scared? Why?" he asked, personally, he was thrilled.
"Because." She looked down at the floor, a tear splashing onto its glassy surface- "I don't want to. die. I can't! I don't even know who I really am. all I know is, that I want to grow up, have a wonderful husband- and." Her cheeks were crimson- ".Raise my own children. someday." Her eyes took on that glassy look they got, whenever she was thinking of children.
Veemon remembered the day not far back, when the little girl fell, and hurt herself. Umiko, without hesitation, had gone to the girl's aid- and then- the little girl had asked if she was a mother. he remembered the severely embarrassed look she had, and yet, she was almost dreamily flattered- as if it truly was something she truly did wish for.
"It's stupid. I know. but."
"It's not stupid!" He said, maybe a little too quickly. He blushed when she looked at him.
"Well- er- it's not stupid." He said again, looking down at his feet. "Because, someday, if I find the right one. maybe I'll have a few of my own. I mean- she'll have the babies but.I don' think I'll ever find her." She put her finger to his lips, smiling. He blinked, unable to move even if he'd wanted to.
"You may think that. but. I know you'll find her. someday. you know why?"
He shook his head.
"Because you are the sweetest guy I have ever met.veemon. Ever since I met you, I feel like I have a reason for being here- like you were sent to me- to save me from something that was dragging me in. And now, I don't feel alone anymore. because. you're here now."
His heart jumped wildly, sending an electric tingle down his spine. The things she was saying to him- they were things he'd only expected to hear in his dreams. But there she was- and she was real- and what she was saying was real- If he could only say something himself- but his voice was stuck to his tongue. He looked at her, but she quickly looked away, and stood up.
"Umiko I." He started, but she quickly wrapped a towel around herself, and backed away.
"You finish up here. I need to get dressed." She hurried away, and for a fleeting moment, he could have sworn he saw someone else- or- something else.
Confused, and a little bit hurt, he finished up washing, and soaked in the tub for a long while, wondering just what she had been trying to say.
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Things just continued to get weirder between them. Umiko was more distant- and she wouldn't get as close to him as before. She spoke less, ate less- until one day, she refused to go outside. She remained curled up, beneath her blanket on her bed, unmoving. He hopped up onto the mattress, nudging her encouragingly.
"Aren't you hungry? I can get you something." He offered.
"No, I'm fine, just. tied, I guess." She replied, peeking out of her blanket a little bit.
"But, you should at least eat something." He said, worried.
"Could you do me a favor?" She asked, suddenly.
He nodded eagerly. "Anything."
"Go outside, and have some fun." She smiled. "There's no need for you to stay inside and be bored for the rest of the day. I'll just stay here, and rest."
"But." He started to say, but she stopped him
"I'll be okay. but I'll feel a lot better if you go have fun right now."
He sighed. How was he supposed to tell her that he really just wanted to stay with her? It would sound stupid if he told her what he really felt at that moment. Relenting, he jumped down off the bed, and made his way to the door. He looked back, to see her smiling at him.
"Have fun, okay?"
He nodded numbly. "Mmkay." He turned again to leave.
"Um, veemon.?"
"Yeah?" he turned again.
She shook her head. "Never mind.see ya later."
He smiled. "Okay, feel better.um. bye." He closed the door quietly, leaning against it for a second. Then, he made his way, carefully down the hallway, wondering what he could do that could keep her off his mind. but as he thought about it, he realized that it was truly impossible. As time went on, his feelings for her became more and more real- and he found it harder and harder to keep himself from thinking of her as much as possible. And, ever since he had found the yellow "V" on her forehead, he found her even more appealing to him. The fact that they now had something in common- even if it was marker as she had claimed, it was real enough for him. And that knowledge gave him enough hope to wonder if someday, they could ever be more than "just friends." Maybe, there was a way. and if there was, he swore he'd find it.
When he finally returned, after a few hours of wandering the city aimlessly, He found her apartment completely dark. He slipped in cautiously, wondering what was going on.
"Umiko?" He asked, waiting for an answer.
It was quiet, he heard a small shuffle- but then it was quiet again.
"U-Umiko? Are you there?" He wandered in, trying to bring his vision into focus. When he could make out the room a little easier, he looked around, looking for her familiar face. He looked all around him, backing up a little. Just then, he heard something from behind him, a shuffling noise. He spun around, facing her bed. He saw the familiar lump in the bedding. She's been in bed all day. he thought, sadly. I knew I should have stayed with her. "Umiko, are you alright?" He asked in worry.
No reply.
"Umiko?" He moved closer, wondering why she refused to reply. When he crawled up onto her bed with her, he heard her steady breathing, realizing she was asleep. He sighed in relief. She had the lights off because she wanted to take a nap. He realized. What a relief it was for him. He realized, he was a little tired himself. Hoping she wouldn't mind, he pulled up the covers, to slide under with her. But, something wasn't right. He turned around, looking at the lump in confusion. It was smaller, he noticed. But that wasn't what drew his attention- hanging over the edge of the bed- was what appeared to be his tail- but when he looked behind him, his tail was right there, where it belonged. He blinked, in confusion. Something was not right- slowly; he reached over to peel the blanket away. He hesitated, Afraid of what he might find. Trembling, he grasped the edge of the woolen blanket- and pulled it down. There, right before him, lay a petit female veemon, fast asleep in Umiko's bed!
END PART 5! What will happen next? Who is this strange veemon? (If u don't know already) Find out next time! ^.^v hehe! Ja ne! *click!*
© 2001 *punkV* all chars © their respected owners n' such. Umiko-chan is © me so THERE =P no stealing! This piece of fiction was thought up by me in my own twisted little mind, thank u. ^^ hehe ramen noodles are good! =3 whooo!
It wasn't until a few days later, that veemon sensed a change in her. Ever since that morning, when he'd woke up on her floor- things had changed. When they took their baths, she was a little more secretive. She had her back to him, one of those mornings, and she had just washed the soap off of her by dumping water over herself. She shook her head, sending droplets of water flying. Veemon had just finished scrubbing off his tail, when he heard her gasp, and drop her bar of soap. He spun around, catching a glimpse of what appeared to be a bruise on her forearm. But, on closer inspection, it had a deep, bluish tint to it, when a normal bruise was purple. She jerked her arm away from his grasp, a deep blush spreading over her cheeks.
"Umkio. your.. Skin, it's."
She quickly worked up a rich lather on her arm, attempting to scrub it off. "It's probably pen, that's all." She grunted, scrubbing as hard as she could. Finally satisfied, she dunked her arm in the tub, washing away the suds. veemon peeked at the mark again- and if possible- it seemed bluer than before she had scrubbed it! Obviously upset, she proceeded to scrub at it again. "It must be permanent." She muttered under her breath. When she turned, the sunlight caught her at just the right angle- and veemon saw that she not only had the blue on her arm- it was on her cheeks and her shoulders as well!
"Umiko!" He exclaimed in alarm. "It's all over you!"
She stood up quickly, and rushed to the mirror- she pulled her hair away from her face, and saw that it was true. She shook her head slowly, and backed away from the mirror.
"What's. going on.?" She wondered aloud. "I'm. turning blue!" she slipped on the bar of soap she'd dropped, and promptly fell over backward. Veemon rushed to her aid, and helped her up. She sat back on her knees, looking bewildered. She looked at her arm, extended in front of her, and blinked.
A little nervously, veemon stood up on his toes, and brought a washcloth to her cheek, and scrubbed, gently. "I'll try to get it off.," He said, resting his hand on her shoulder. He worked steadily, and when he was satisfied, he backed up, observing his work. He had uncovered some more blue, but it wasn't the only thing he'd found- right under her eye, there was a little yellow mark- strikingly similar to the ones on his own face.
He blinked, his mouth was hanging open, and his eyes were so big they looked like they could pop out of their sockets. She reached out and gently shook him, hoping to bring him back to reality. He shook his head violently, but was unable to keep the astonished look off of his face.
"I- is something wrong?" She asked, her voice hinted with worry.
"I'm not. sure." He replied. He moved forward again, to scrub her other cheek. Sure enough, another of the yellow markings appeared under her other cheek. He swallowed hard, barely able to contain his excitement. He leaned in a little closer to get a better look, narrowing his eyes in deep concentration. What did this mean? She had the same yellow markings as he did- but she didn't have a V. or. did she? He felt his heart beat faster at the thought- anything- anything that could get him a little closer to her- and having something in common just might help. before he could move the washcloth any closer though- she flinched away as if she had been burned.
"Don't!" she said abruptly, she was backed up against the tiled wall, her eyes wide.
He blinked, in confusion. "I-I was just going to wash your face for you." He stopped speaking when he saw the look on her face. Her eyes were welling with tears; her lower lip trembled slightly. His heart ached deeply at the sight of her.
"What's wrong?" he asked, gently.
"Nothing." She said quickly, turning her face away. She pulled her knees up to her chin, her eyes glazed over.
Veemon moved closer, slowly, reaching out in hesitation. "It's just me, Umiko. you can tell me."
She looked up at him, wiping her arm across her face. She took a deep breath, and said: "I think I'm. sick." She said slowly, clutching her fist at her side.
"What? What do you mean sick?" He felt his insides go ice-cold.
"I mean. last week, I noticed that I." She paused, unsure if she should go on.
"Go on," He said, bumping his nose on her shoulder affectionately.
".I noticed that. I've lost a lot of weight and. my hair is falling out." She pulled her brush off the counter, and he could see a big wad of her fine blue hair stuck in it's bristles. He caught his breath in horror- he had a bad feeling.
".And, last week. last week, I noticed this funny mark on my head." She moved her hand to her forehead, hesitating to move the wisps of hair away from her forehead.
Intrigued, veemon reached up, and softly brushed them away for her- and what he saw there, on the middle of her forehead, was something that he had never in his wildest dreams ever expected to find. There, in the middle of her forehead, in between her deep blue eyes, was the unmistakable yellow "V" mark that he also bore.
".And now, my skin. it's. turning blue. and I. I'm scared, veemon."
He shook his head, trying to clear it. "Scared? Why?" he asked, personally, he was thrilled.
"Because." She looked down at the floor, a tear splashing onto its glassy surface- "I don't want to. die. I can't! I don't even know who I really am. all I know is, that I want to grow up, have a wonderful husband- and." Her cheeks were crimson- ".Raise my own children. someday." Her eyes took on that glassy look they got, whenever she was thinking of children.
Veemon remembered the day not far back, when the little girl fell, and hurt herself. Umiko, without hesitation, had gone to the girl's aid- and then- the little girl had asked if she was a mother. he remembered the severely embarrassed look she had, and yet, she was almost dreamily flattered- as if it truly was something she truly did wish for.
"It's stupid. I know. but."
"It's not stupid!" He said, maybe a little too quickly. He blushed when she looked at him.
"Well- er- it's not stupid." He said again, looking down at his feet. "Because, someday, if I find the right one. maybe I'll have a few of my own. I mean- she'll have the babies but.I don' think I'll ever find her." She put her finger to his lips, smiling. He blinked, unable to move even if he'd wanted to.
"You may think that. but. I know you'll find her. someday. you know why?"
He shook his head.
"Because you are the sweetest guy I have ever met.veemon. Ever since I met you, I feel like I have a reason for being here- like you were sent to me- to save me from something that was dragging me in. And now, I don't feel alone anymore. because. you're here now."
His heart jumped wildly, sending an electric tingle down his spine. The things she was saying to him- they were things he'd only expected to hear in his dreams. But there she was- and she was real- and what she was saying was real- If he could only say something himself- but his voice was stuck to his tongue. He looked at her, but she quickly looked away, and stood up.
"Umiko I." He started, but she quickly wrapped a towel around herself, and backed away.
"You finish up here. I need to get dressed." She hurried away, and for a fleeting moment, he could have sworn he saw someone else- or- something else.
Confused, and a little bit hurt, he finished up washing, and soaked in the tub for a long while, wondering just what she had been trying to say.
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Things just continued to get weirder between them. Umiko was more distant- and she wouldn't get as close to him as before. She spoke less, ate less- until one day, she refused to go outside. She remained curled up, beneath her blanket on her bed, unmoving. He hopped up onto the mattress, nudging her encouragingly.
"Aren't you hungry? I can get you something." He offered.
"No, I'm fine, just. tied, I guess." She replied, peeking out of her blanket a little bit.
"But, you should at least eat something." He said, worried.
"Could you do me a favor?" She asked, suddenly.
He nodded eagerly. "Anything."
"Go outside, and have some fun." She smiled. "There's no need for you to stay inside and be bored for the rest of the day. I'll just stay here, and rest."
"But." He started to say, but she stopped him
"I'll be okay. but I'll feel a lot better if you go have fun right now."
He sighed. How was he supposed to tell her that he really just wanted to stay with her? It would sound stupid if he told her what he really felt at that moment. Relenting, he jumped down off the bed, and made his way to the door. He looked back, to see her smiling at him.
"Have fun, okay?"
He nodded numbly. "Mmkay." He turned again to leave.
"Um, veemon.?"
"Yeah?" he turned again.
She shook her head. "Never mind.see ya later."
He smiled. "Okay, feel better.um. bye." He closed the door quietly, leaning against it for a second. Then, he made his way, carefully down the hallway, wondering what he could do that could keep her off his mind. but as he thought about it, he realized that it was truly impossible. As time went on, his feelings for her became more and more real- and he found it harder and harder to keep himself from thinking of her as much as possible. And, ever since he had found the yellow "V" on her forehead, he found her even more appealing to him. The fact that they now had something in common- even if it was marker as she had claimed, it was real enough for him. And that knowledge gave him enough hope to wonder if someday, they could ever be more than "just friends." Maybe, there was a way. and if there was, he swore he'd find it.
When he finally returned, after a few hours of wandering the city aimlessly, He found her apartment completely dark. He slipped in cautiously, wondering what was going on.
"Umiko?" He asked, waiting for an answer.
It was quiet, he heard a small shuffle- but then it was quiet again.
"U-Umiko? Are you there?" He wandered in, trying to bring his vision into focus. When he could make out the room a little easier, he looked around, looking for her familiar face. He looked all around him, backing up a little. Just then, he heard something from behind him, a shuffling noise. He spun around, facing her bed. He saw the familiar lump in the bedding. She's been in bed all day. he thought, sadly. I knew I should have stayed with her. "Umiko, are you alright?" He asked in worry.
No reply.
"Umiko?" He moved closer, wondering why she refused to reply. When he crawled up onto her bed with her, he heard her steady breathing, realizing she was asleep. He sighed in relief. She had the lights off because she wanted to take a nap. He realized. What a relief it was for him. He realized, he was a little tired himself. Hoping she wouldn't mind, he pulled up the covers, to slide under with her. But, something wasn't right. He turned around, looking at the lump in confusion. It was smaller, he noticed. But that wasn't what drew his attention- hanging over the edge of the bed- was what appeared to be his tail- but when he looked behind him, his tail was right there, where it belonged. He blinked, in confusion. Something was not right- slowly; he reached over to peel the blanket away. He hesitated, Afraid of what he might find. Trembling, he grasped the edge of the woolen blanket- and pulled it down. There, right before him, lay a petit female veemon, fast asleep in Umiko's bed!
END PART 5! What will happen next? Who is this strange veemon? (If u don't know already) Find out next time! ^.^v hehe! Ja ne! *click!*
