( Um, hate to do this, but there is gonna be a lemon scene, somewhere, I haven't really thought this story through the idea just popped in my head, I'm doing this on the spur of the moment, okay? But I know for a fact that there will be one sided Taito, and Kenato which is where the lemon comes in so if you don't like that sort of thing DIDN'T YOU READ THE SUMMARY WARNING BEFORE CLICKING THE STORY?!
After a raging battle against the Digimon Emperor, the Digidestined were forced to retreat, and what they didn't know is that they left one of their own behind…
An Angel finds its way
I couldn't move. I don't think anyone saw me before they pulled out. I guess they were too busy running for their own lives to think that one of us had been hit. Maybe that's why I'm laying here right now. I can't feel anything below my neck, and that's scaring me. I can taste my own blood in my mouth, and it's so bitter, but I can't move to spit it out without my entire body reeling in pain.
My eyes are only half-open, and I can't twist much to look around. I'm too afraid to move at all. I can see a bit of smoke, I think, and when I take a ragged breath that's so agonizing I can taste it and smell it as it goes into my lungs. I want to move, to get away before one of the Kaiser's minions sees me, but I just can't. I wish I wasn't lying in my own blood. I wish Taichi hadn't left me behind, he probably hadn't noticed I wasn't there yet, my digimon would probably see it first. There was nothing I could do now, other than try to hold on or just let myself slip away. I couldn't die though, I had family that would miss me. We'd just gotten so close these past few months, especially when Mom invited me and Dad over. My friends would never forgive themselves. Taichi sure wouldn't if he knew he'd been standing right next to me when I'd bee hit so badly. He'd hate himself.
So I couldn't die, I just couldn't.
They needed me, all of them.
I had to stay strong, even of he found me. And tortured me. Maybe I'd die by his hands, but I wouldn't give up until I was dead. Back in the old days my protector digimon used to tell me secretly 'never die until you're dead', so I wouldn't give up now. I wouldn't give up hope that the others would come back for me, or that somehow I would regain my strength and be able to return on my own to properly heal. I wouldn't give death the satisfaction of slipping away by my own will. Never die until you're dead. That's right, I just had to keep thinking that.
But then sleep was tapping on my shoulder, telling me that I was tired. I knew I shouldn't embrace it, but if I wanted my strength maybe I would need some rest, ya know? I took one deep, painful breath that shook my aching form, and then let my eyes close, knowing that I wasn't giving up, I was just taking a time-out.
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There was rubble everywhere. We really did a number on this area, there's really nothing to conquer now, but that doesn't mean I'm letting it slip between my fingers. I worked hard to stop those meddling kids from taking this place from me, and I will not tolerate just dropping a territory because we practically destroyed it. Wormmon is scuttling after me as I walk amongst the burning digital buildings and stones and singed wood, relaying my orders to the digimon I had cleaning this place out. I didn't want my new control tower built in a cluttered mess.
" Master, do you really think you can get the tower up today? ", he asked me softly once I stopped, looking around once more. My slaves were hard at work.
" If those digi-brats hadn't made such a mess maybe, but it should be up by tomorrow at the latest. ", I say, not really caring about the answer, for my eyes had caught something that had startled me. A leg, the rest of whatever was there hidden behind a huge rock, hiding it's owner. The thing was, it was a human limb.
Without another word, taking Wormmon by surprise, I moved hastily to where the body lay, only to gasp I what I saw lying at my feet.
It was an angel. Golden hair that put the sun's mighty rays to shame, with skin so ivory and looking like silk that it reminded me of moonlight. A frail frame was his body, but it was built like a god's. I knelt down, seeing his body was bloodied and bruised in several places, and that he had his eyes closed. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of him being dead, but a forced breath from his lungs changed that, and I leaned close just to hear his heart beat through his green blazer. It was the most amazing sound to me for some reason, showing me that there was hope for this fallen celestial being. Wormmon had come after me, gasping at the sight that was before him, which was me, kneeling next to this Digidestined and not attempting to harm him in anyway. Something in my heart told me I wouldn't have been able to ruffle his hair and mess its perfection, let alone hurt him.
" Master, what are you going to do with him? ", he questioned softly.
" Call the Airdramon. I'm taking him back to the base, and you can stay here and oversee the tower's construction. Hurry, he could be in critical condition, Wormmon. ", I told my loyal servant, carefully taking the blonde angel into my arms, trying not to get too worried about the moan it caused the injured boy make. The green digital monster ran off, but I barely noticed, only able to look at the heavenly young man's face. He looked so helpless, and I knew he was my enemy but I couldn't bring myself to leave him there where he could die slowly, or be killed by some cruel digimon. No, he was coming with me, even if I didn't know why.
I kept the blonde close to me in my arms, his head rested against my chest because I was almost afraid to let go. I know that sounds stupid, the mighty Digimon Kaiser afraid to let go of one of his own injured enemies, but he was so beautiful, and there was something about him that I couldn't resist wanting to shelter and protect. This was a bad decision. When his friends figured out that they left him here they would come looking for him, and not be happy if they knew I had their friend in my base. I wasn't going to hurt him, for that I was sure of by the time I reached my home far from where any of the Digidestined had ever seen me. Although, I was still having some construction done there after SkullGreymon had his fun in my dungeon, even though I still have no idea how he was able to escape. It was hard to think that just a few weeks ago the boy in my arms had helped the others free MetalGreymon from my dark spiral. He was now beginning to stir and I was afraid he'd wake up and see me, I couldn't let him see me, not yet. But instead of opening his eyes he mumbled something incoherent, shifting a bit in my hold before he seemed to drift into a deep unconsciousness. I sighed in relief.
Wormmon found a pair of Gazimon to help me carry my guest inside, all the way to a secluded hall that had a small room with no windows where it would be easiest to keep an eye on him. I still couldn't believe I was doing this. He was a Digidestined, even if I had only seen him on an occasion, and that made us enemies even if my heart was saying different. This didn't make sense, I'm the all mighty Digimon Emperor, what do I care about an injured chosen child?
I was setting myself up for something, that was for sure. The Digidestined would not let me get away with this. Even if I was helping an angel.
To be continued:
Well, I know, I said Lemon, right? Sorry, but that's the last part. And you're gonna have to tell me if you even like it. THAT MEANS REVIEW! Anyway, um, I will have the next part of and last part ^_^ of Switched out, if anyone even cares anymore. Hope you liked this and will tell me to continue, or if the case comes up, to scrap it.
