1 "Veemon in love: part 7"
© 2001 *punkV* az alwayz, all characters © digimon ppl execpt Umiko-chan ^^ az for her, well- she's © meh, so there! =P hehe! "Oh my dear Tenchi, if only I knew why you are practicing calligraphy in an elephant costume!" -Aeka, shin tenchimuyo series! ^^ hehe! Now, read on you- you- whoever you are! O_o;
It was decided. Veemon knew. He had to bring her with him to the digital world. This world, the only world she knew, was no longer a safe place. She could not stay locked up within this apartment forever- if she truly was a veemon, she needed space.
He knew deep inside that she would go with him- but that wasn't the problem- the problem was- he had to ask her. For some, strange reason, he just couldn't bring himself to do it. Every time he tried to, something would happen- she would distract him- without even meaning to. The simplest flick of her tail, or the bat of an eyelash sent him into a spinning daze. His infatuation with her was always in the way of whatever he'd been trying to do. She was now on his mind, it seemed, 24/7. So, one afternoon, while watching Umiko look out the window wistfully, Veemon gathered his courage. And, in one word it seemed, he spit out: "Willyoucomehomewithme???"
She blinked, in confusion.
"What did you say?" She giggled. "I didn't catch that!"
He swallowed the growing lump in his throat, and tried again.
"Umiko. Will you- come home with me?"
"What? Where's that? I thought you didn't have a home-"
"I do- actually, we both do- if you'll come with me."
She looked a bit unsure, and looked at him cautiously. "Where is this place, exactly?" She asked.
"It's where I belong, and, maybe you too."
She took in a breath of air sharply. Her eyes taking on that glassy look again. "Me?" She said, unbelievingly, quietly.
"Yes, especially you." Veemon replied, taking her hand in his.
"Well- if you're going. than I am too." She said nodding.
"W- why's that?" He dared to ask, shakily. She blushed slightly, and looked down at her feet.
"Well- that's because. because."
He waited, unblinking.
"-because. I like having you around, that's all." She said, sounding like she was trying to convince herself.
He smiled, happily. "I like having you around too." He replied, giving her hand a squeeze. A deep red flush slowly crept its way up her face. Realizing what he'd just said, he quickly averted his gaze, blushing wildly. "-er what I meant is-"
"I know." She said quietly, slowly resting her head on his shoulder.
He felt his heart thump wildly within his ribcage. Beads of sweat dripped down his temples, his mouth went dry, and his palms were damp. He then promptly fell over onto the floor with a "thud." Umiko looked down at him, worried. "Are you okay?"
"Uh- huhhh.." He said dizzily, eyes spinning like whirlpools. He shook his head to clear it, and found himself face-to-face with the angry tiger cat.
"N-niiiceee kitty-" He stuttered, scooting away as quickly as he could. The cat smirked, and brought his sharply clawed paw right across veemon's cheek in one clean swipe. Veemon screamed, his wail echoing throughout the little rundown apartment building.
"Owch!"
"Sorry- I'm trying to be gentle- this might sting a little-"
"Yahhhh!"
Umiko jerked the wad of cotton away quickly, wincing. "Im sorry- but you need to get them cleaned out, or they'll get infected." She said, dunking a clean cloth in a basin of warm water.
"I didn't even do anything!" Veemon protested. "He just scratched me for no reason at all!"
Umiko looked thoughtful for a moment, then sighed. "I don't think he likes you much."
Veemon sweatdropped. "Ya think?" He moaned, as she wrung the cloth out, and folded it across his forehead. He turned his head to look at her, smiling "You're a pretty good nurse, you know that?" She blushed wildly.
"I just want to help out. He is my cat."
"You don't have to do this, Umiko. You have to want to help me out." He said, grinning.
She sighed, shaking her head, smiling. "Well, yeah, but that's not it. not quite, anyway."
He sat up quickly, the washcloth falling off his face. "W-whaddaya mean?" He asked, getting excited.
She blinked, looked at him, down at the ground, and back at him again. Her cheeks pinkened again. "Ill tell you, someday." She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, causing him to lose his breath.
"U-umiko?" He squeaked, as she leaned in closer. As a reflex, he closed his eyes and waited for their lips to meet. This is it! He thought. This is it! But instead of feeling Umiko's lips against his, he felt yet another cotton ball soaked in stinging antiseptic wash, swipe over his cheek.
"Ahhh!" He yelled in surprise, eyes blinking open in shock.
"Sorry- I just noticed I missed this one here, on your other cheek." Umiko said, pulling the cotton ball away.
He laughed uneasily. How could I be so stupid! He thought, clenching his fists together. Obviously, that hadn't been what she was leading up to. I'm too hopeful! He thought. Hopeful about something that's never going to happen! He realized, sadly.
Unfortunately, he didn't notice the way Umiko had looked at him at that moment- It was fleeting, but It was a look that no one had ever seen from her before.
"Ssh. this way." Veemon whispered, his finger to his lips. He tugged her along with him as he dashed unhaltingly down the hallway in Davis's school.
"I still don't understand! Why are we in a school???" Umiko asked him as they made it to the computer lab entrance.
"Trust me." Veemon whispered. "There is no way I'd ever live in a school!" He laughed at the thought. From all Davis's horror stories, he knew school must be a thing of pure evil. He peeked into the room, seeing that it was all clear.
"Okay, let's go!" He said, tugging her hand enthusiastically. They scampered into the computer lab, and veemon leapt up onto a chair to boot up the same computer that Izzy had always used.
"Why are you turning on that computer?" Umiko asked, standing on her tiptoes trying to see what he was doing.
You'll see." He said, mysteriously. He clicked a few buttons on the keyboard, and then clicked the mouse twice. The computer came on, and the "digi port" as it was called, popped up on the screen. He then turned to Umiko, pointing to her bag.
"Hey, I need something now-" He said. She opened the snap and held up the open bag for him. He fished around inside of it until he came up with what he wanted- the blue digivice that he and Davis owned.
"What's that?" Umiko asked, in awe. "Some kind of watch?"
He laughed, "No- not quite." She poked at it curiously. "It wall take us home." He said, happily. This is it, veemon. It's now, or never. He thought. He took a deep breath, and shouted: "DIGI PORT OPEN!!!" An awesome light enveloped them; Umiko cried out and clung onto his arm in fear. "Veemon!" She screamed.
"Just hang on!" He replied, pulling her to him. "Just don't be afraid!"
They spiraled downward, never-ending, it seemed, before he felt Umiko slip her hand into his- He turned to say something- a comforting word- but before he could utter a sound, his head connected with something rock- hard, and everything went black.
"Veemon? Veemon, wake up!"
He heard someone calling him- but who? The voice was so angelic- so soft, and comforting. His head felt like something had been stuck straight through it.
"Please, Veemon! Wake up!" Something shook him gently, yet persistently on the shoulder. Pain exploded inside his shoulder blade, and he cried out in pain, and bolted upright.
"You're ALIVE!" Umiko screamed, her eyes welling with tears. Before he could protest she was wrapped around his waist, her face buried in his chest. He winced, but tried to hide it. She sat back and gave him a look over. "You're hurt!" She cried, gasping in horror.
"It's nothing," He said, getting to his feet. "-Just, a few bumps n' bruises that's all."
She looked anything but convinced.
"Really, I'm fine-" He looked her over once- "-It's you we should be worried about." Umiko had a large gash in her forehead, along with a few painful looking thorns and burrs stuck all over her. The worst, though, was the look of overlook that she had- To her, it was as if she was perfectly fine. She stood, wobbling a bit, biting her lower lip. "I just need to wash up." She said, stumbling up against a large tree trunk. Veemon shook his head and moved forward, flexing his arm. It was useable- good thing because he needed it. He took a deep breath, gathering all of his power deep within himself- he then called out his phrase, and was once again Flamedramon. Nimble and full of muscular grace, He knew this was the best way to get around the digital world. Umiko turned around just in time for him to scoop her up easily. She winced in obvious pain, but hid it so well he wouldn't have noticed it- but he had spent so much time watching her. Every blink of an eye, every flash of her throat as she took breath after breath- He could sense her littlest change of mood in her. His chain of thought was broken when he noticed her looking up at him with an odd expression- She shook her head, her cheeks pink. "S-sorry." She whispered, looking down at the ground below them. He blinked in confusion, wondering just what she had been thinking.
"Were are we going, anyway?" She asked suddenly, barely glancing at him, then looking down quickly.
"You'll see." He replied, smiling handsomely. "-But I'm sure you'll like it." She peeked up at him again, blushed furiously, and looked away, pretending that the upcoming tree stump was somehow unearthly fascinating.
He laughed to himself, shaking his head. I wish I knew what she was thinking. then he gave it a better thought- no- I don't- because sometimes, I don't even know what I'm thinking!
Unfortunately, neither Umiko nor Flamedramon noticed the strange shadow poke up from the bush not far behind them. The figure then took off after them on all fours, keeping just out of sight.
Who is this mysterious figure? (Only I know! ^^ hehe!) read part 8 to find out! *Coming soon to a compy near you.*
© 2001 *punkV* az alwayz, all characters © digimon ppl execpt Umiko-chan ^^ az for her, well- she's © meh, so there! =P hehe! "Oh my dear Tenchi, if only I knew why you are practicing calligraphy in an elephant costume!" -Aeka, shin tenchimuyo series! ^^ hehe! Now, read on you- you- whoever you are! O_o;
It was decided. Veemon knew. He had to bring her with him to the digital world. This world, the only world she knew, was no longer a safe place. She could not stay locked up within this apartment forever- if she truly was a veemon, she needed space.
He knew deep inside that she would go with him- but that wasn't the problem- the problem was- he had to ask her. For some, strange reason, he just couldn't bring himself to do it. Every time he tried to, something would happen- she would distract him- without even meaning to. The simplest flick of her tail, or the bat of an eyelash sent him into a spinning daze. His infatuation with her was always in the way of whatever he'd been trying to do. She was now on his mind, it seemed, 24/7. So, one afternoon, while watching Umiko look out the window wistfully, Veemon gathered his courage. And, in one word it seemed, he spit out: "Willyoucomehomewithme???"
She blinked, in confusion.
"What did you say?" She giggled. "I didn't catch that!"
He swallowed the growing lump in his throat, and tried again.
"Umiko. Will you- come home with me?"
"What? Where's that? I thought you didn't have a home-"
"I do- actually, we both do- if you'll come with me."
She looked a bit unsure, and looked at him cautiously. "Where is this place, exactly?" She asked.
"It's where I belong, and, maybe you too."
She took in a breath of air sharply. Her eyes taking on that glassy look again. "Me?" She said, unbelievingly, quietly.
"Yes, especially you." Veemon replied, taking her hand in his.
"Well- if you're going. than I am too." She said nodding.
"W- why's that?" He dared to ask, shakily. She blushed slightly, and looked down at her feet.
"Well- that's because. because."
He waited, unblinking.
"-because. I like having you around, that's all." She said, sounding like she was trying to convince herself.
He smiled, happily. "I like having you around too." He replied, giving her hand a squeeze. A deep red flush slowly crept its way up her face. Realizing what he'd just said, he quickly averted his gaze, blushing wildly. "-er what I meant is-"
"I know." She said quietly, slowly resting her head on his shoulder.
He felt his heart thump wildly within his ribcage. Beads of sweat dripped down his temples, his mouth went dry, and his palms were damp. He then promptly fell over onto the floor with a "thud." Umiko looked down at him, worried. "Are you okay?"
"Uh- huhhh.." He said dizzily, eyes spinning like whirlpools. He shook his head to clear it, and found himself face-to-face with the angry tiger cat.
"N-niiiceee kitty-" He stuttered, scooting away as quickly as he could. The cat smirked, and brought his sharply clawed paw right across veemon's cheek in one clean swipe. Veemon screamed, his wail echoing throughout the little rundown apartment building.
"Owch!"
"Sorry- I'm trying to be gentle- this might sting a little-"
"Yahhhh!"
Umiko jerked the wad of cotton away quickly, wincing. "Im sorry- but you need to get them cleaned out, or they'll get infected." She said, dunking a clean cloth in a basin of warm water.
"I didn't even do anything!" Veemon protested. "He just scratched me for no reason at all!"
Umiko looked thoughtful for a moment, then sighed. "I don't think he likes you much."
Veemon sweatdropped. "Ya think?" He moaned, as she wrung the cloth out, and folded it across his forehead. He turned his head to look at her, smiling "You're a pretty good nurse, you know that?" She blushed wildly.
"I just want to help out. He is my cat."
"You don't have to do this, Umiko. You have to want to help me out." He said, grinning.
She sighed, shaking her head, smiling. "Well, yeah, but that's not it. not quite, anyway."
He sat up quickly, the washcloth falling off his face. "W-whaddaya mean?" He asked, getting excited.
She blinked, looked at him, down at the ground, and back at him again. Her cheeks pinkened again. "Ill tell you, someday." She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, causing him to lose his breath.
"U-umiko?" He squeaked, as she leaned in closer. As a reflex, he closed his eyes and waited for their lips to meet. This is it! He thought. This is it! But instead of feeling Umiko's lips against his, he felt yet another cotton ball soaked in stinging antiseptic wash, swipe over his cheek.
"Ahhh!" He yelled in surprise, eyes blinking open in shock.
"Sorry- I just noticed I missed this one here, on your other cheek." Umiko said, pulling the cotton ball away.
He laughed uneasily. How could I be so stupid! He thought, clenching his fists together. Obviously, that hadn't been what she was leading up to. I'm too hopeful! He thought. Hopeful about something that's never going to happen! He realized, sadly.
Unfortunately, he didn't notice the way Umiko had looked at him at that moment- It was fleeting, but It was a look that no one had ever seen from her before.
"Ssh. this way." Veemon whispered, his finger to his lips. He tugged her along with him as he dashed unhaltingly down the hallway in Davis's school.
"I still don't understand! Why are we in a school???" Umiko asked him as they made it to the computer lab entrance.
"Trust me." Veemon whispered. "There is no way I'd ever live in a school!" He laughed at the thought. From all Davis's horror stories, he knew school must be a thing of pure evil. He peeked into the room, seeing that it was all clear.
"Okay, let's go!" He said, tugging her hand enthusiastically. They scampered into the computer lab, and veemon leapt up onto a chair to boot up the same computer that Izzy had always used.
"Why are you turning on that computer?" Umiko asked, standing on her tiptoes trying to see what he was doing.
You'll see." He said, mysteriously. He clicked a few buttons on the keyboard, and then clicked the mouse twice. The computer came on, and the "digi port" as it was called, popped up on the screen. He then turned to Umiko, pointing to her bag.
"Hey, I need something now-" He said. She opened the snap and held up the open bag for him. He fished around inside of it until he came up with what he wanted- the blue digivice that he and Davis owned.
"What's that?" Umiko asked, in awe. "Some kind of watch?"
He laughed, "No- not quite." She poked at it curiously. "It wall take us home." He said, happily. This is it, veemon. It's now, or never. He thought. He took a deep breath, and shouted: "DIGI PORT OPEN!!!" An awesome light enveloped them; Umiko cried out and clung onto his arm in fear. "Veemon!" She screamed.
"Just hang on!" He replied, pulling her to him. "Just don't be afraid!"
They spiraled downward, never-ending, it seemed, before he felt Umiko slip her hand into his- He turned to say something- a comforting word- but before he could utter a sound, his head connected with something rock- hard, and everything went black.
"Veemon? Veemon, wake up!"
He heard someone calling him- but who? The voice was so angelic- so soft, and comforting. His head felt like something had been stuck straight through it.
"Please, Veemon! Wake up!" Something shook him gently, yet persistently on the shoulder. Pain exploded inside his shoulder blade, and he cried out in pain, and bolted upright.
"You're ALIVE!" Umiko screamed, her eyes welling with tears. Before he could protest she was wrapped around his waist, her face buried in his chest. He winced, but tried to hide it. She sat back and gave him a look over. "You're hurt!" She cried, gasping in horror.
"It's nothing," He said, getting to his feet. "-Just, a few bumps n' bruises that's all."
She looked anything but convinced.
"Really, I'm fine-" He looked her over once- "-It's you we should be worried about." Umiko had a large gash in her forehead, along with a few painful looking thorns and burrs stuck all over her. The worst, though, was the look of overlook that she had- To her, it was as if she was perfectly fine. She stood, wobbling a bit, biting her lower lip. "I just need to wash up." She said, stumbling up against a large tree trunk. Veemon shook his head and moved forward, flexing his arm. It was useable- good thing because he needed it. He took a deep breath, gathering all of his power deep within himself- he then called out his phrase, and was once again Flamedramon. Nimble and full of muscular grace, He knew this was the best way to get around the digital world. Umiko turned around just in time for him to scoop her up easily. She winced in obvious pain, but hid it so well he wouldn't have noticed it- but he had spent so much time watching her. Every blink of an eye, every flash of her throat as she took breath after breath- He could sense her littlest change of mood in her. His chain of thought was broken when he noticed her looking up at him with an odd expression- She shook her head, her cheeks pink. "S-sorry." She whispered, looking down at the ground below them. He blinked in confusion, wondering just what she had been thinking.
"Were are we going, anyway?" She asked suddenly, barely glancing at him, then looking down quickly.
"You'll see." He replied, smiling handsomely. "-But I'm sure you'll like it." She peeked up at him again, blushed furiously, and looked away, pretending that the upcoming tree stump was somehow unearthly fascinating.
He laughed to himself, shaking his head. I wish I knew what she was thinking. then he gave it a better thought- no- I don't- because sometimes, I don't even know what I'm thinking!
Unfortunately, neither Umiko nor Flamedramon noticed the strange shadow poke up from the bush not far behind them. The figure then took off after them on all fours, keeping just out of sight.
Who is this mysterious figure? (Only I know! ^^ hehe!) read part 8 to find out! *Coming soon to a compy near you.*
