Summary: Biyomon and Sora are on ANOTHER fragment of File Island, doing a little fishing. Since the fish aren't biting, Biyomon sees this as a good opportunity to get to know her partner. But is the world really ready for another one-on-one soccer game?


Getting To Know You: Biyomon and Sora


A while had passed since the bed holding Sora and Biyomon crash landed on another fragment of File Island. Biyomon had never seen File Island split up like this before. She thought about that as Sora threw out her fishing line. But another thought hit Biyomon.

She was all alone with Sora. And there was still quite a bit she wanted to learn about her. It was unlikely that she'd get a better opportunity to find out about Sora.

"Hey Sora, I know we've been through a lot…you know, with us being thrown across the sky and everything. But I was wondering…well…I hardly know you and…there's a lot I'm curious about. Is it ok…if I ask you a few questions?"

"Sure thing, Biyomon," Sora replied. "Only if you answer ME a question first."

"What's that, Sora?"

"Do you have some sort of fixation with my pants?"

Biyomon didn't realize it, but she was doing it again. She was nuzzling her beak against the fabric of Sora's pants. There was something about the texture that was just…fascinating.

"Oh…that. Sorry. It's just that I've never felt anything like this before. They look so…comfortable. Where did you get them?"

"At the mall. It's where most people get their clothes. You know, these are pretty common. Are you THAT amazed by them?"

"You haven't been here very long, have you? We don't see that sort of crazy design around here. Does everyone wear this?"

Sora thought about that. "Well…they do."

"And how about that crazy hat?" Biyomon asked. "Does everyone wear something like that?"

Sora took off her hat and held it in her hand. "I'd like to think I'm the only one who wears this. I like these hats, especially this one. I had to get a replacement a few years ago when Tai threw up in my old hat. You know, I'm not really the one to be answering questions on fashion. That's more of a girly question."

Biyomon felt confused. "But…I thought you WERE a girl, Sora. Does this mean you're one of the guys?"

"Well…I like to think of myself as one of the guys."

Biyomon sweatdropped. "I feel so confused. I could have sworn you were a girl. At least…you LOOK like a girl."

"Huh? No, that's not what I meant. That was just an expression. I AM a girl."

"But you just said you were a guy."

"No, I said I like to THINK I'm one of the guys. It doesn't mean I'm actually a guy."

"Oh…my head hurts. Sora, why do you want to be a guy?"

"Uh…maybe I should be a little clearer. It's not that I want to be a guy, per se. It's just that it's more to fun to do boy stuff, you know what I mean?"

"No. Why don't you tell me?"

Sora thought about how to explain this. "Any girl can sit home and play with their dolls and play dress-up. But that's not for me. I don't like doing girl stuff."

"But that confuses me, Sora. What's the difference between girl stuff and boy stuff?"

"Ok, let me think of the best way to say this. Um…girl stuff…consists of more feminine activities. Playing with dolls, playing dress-up, and pretty much anything that's non-contact and…well…cutesy."

"Cutesy?"

"Yeah, cutesy. Like…picking flowers."

"But picking flowers is VERY cute. Especially here in the Digital World."

"Oh, nobody's saying it isn't cute," Sora said. "But I'm just not cut out for that sort of thing."

"But why not?"

"Because I like doing boy stuff more."

"What IS boy stuff?" Biyomon asked.

"You know, boy stuff. Like sports."

"Sports?"

"Yeah, athletic competition. It's a lot of fun. Especially soccer!"

Biyomon sweatdropped. "Uh, Sora? Agumon told me about that game called soccer. He says it's kinda dangerous."

Sora frowned. "You sound just like my mother. She always tells me that soccer's too dangerous. But really, Biyomon, it's a lot of fun. You'd love it!"

Biyomon hung her head down. "I don't know. I'm not sure if this 'sports' thing is for me."

"Come on, Biyomon. You'd have fun. If we had a soccer ball, I could show you what I mean."

As if on cue, a soccer ball suddenly rolled down the beach shore, literally out of nowhere. Biyomon remembered hearing Agumon tell her that the same thing happened with him and Tai.

Sora picked the spherical object up. "Here's one. Ok, Biyomon. I'll show you how to play soccer. I'll just leave the fishing rod down here just in case we catch something. Now let's go."

Biyomon reluctant let Sora lead her by the wing over to a nearby arch. Biyomon stood under the arch and Sora walked a few feet away and started showing off with the soccer ball. Biyomon felt nervous and she felt like a total amateur.

"How do I play, Sora?"

"It's not hard. All you have to do is stop me from scoring. The only catch is, you can't leave your area."

"Is that it?"

Sora's eyes widened. "And NO SETTING ME ON FIRE!! Tai told me that Agumon almost barbequed him. You can't do that, Biyomon."

"Ok, Sora. I won't set you on fire."

"Good. Now get ready, because I'm going to try and kick the ball through the arch. Try to stop me."

Biyomon took her stance as Sora started dribbling the soccer ball with her feet. After showing off for a few moments, Sora charged forward. She let loose with a furious kick and the ball headed straight for the goal. Biyomon stood her ground and tried to stop it. Unfortunately…

**BONK**

…the ball, flying like a bullet, hit Biyomon right in the face. The little bird fell back and looked up with swirled eyes.

Sora gasped. "Biyomon!" She ran over and kneeled over the fallen bird. "Biyomon! Are you ok? Speak to me! Say something!"

"I…stopped…it?" Biyomon slurred. Her eyes were swirling around.

"You sure did," Sora smiled.

Biyomon shook off the cobwebs. "Sora! That's dangerous! How can you play that all the time?"

"I admit it might get a little physical…"

"A LITTLE?!"

"…but it's a lot of fun! You just need to get used to it. Once you do, you'll be great. You've got the look of a pro."

Biyomon thought about that. "Me? A pro? Oh, you're just saying that. I'm not cut out to be an athlete, Sora. I'm just a girl."

Sora fumed at that comment. "JUST A GIRL?! I don't ever want to hear you talk that way! You may be a girl, but that doesn't mean you can't be just as tough as some of the guys! Haven't you ever heard the term 'girl power'?"

Biyomon blinked. "Girl…power?"

"Of course! There is such a thing as 'girl power'! We know that we don't have to play second fiddle to any boy. You shouldn't believe that the world works in such a way that a girl can't be just as good as a boy. Take Tai, for example. He has such a big ego and the first few times we played soccer together, he didn't want to pass me the ball. He said that girls weren't good enough to play soccer."

"And that's not true?" Biyomon asked curiously.

"NO!" Sora snapped, making Biyomon flinched. "In fact, I went on to show that chauvinist that girls CAN be just as good as boys. It might have resulted in an ankle injury, but at least I proved my point."

"You think I can be good as soccer, Sora?"

"Of course you can. I'll tell you what. Let's have another round, only YOU try to get the ball past ME."

Biyomon felt nervous. "I don't know if I'm good enough to do that."

"Just try it! And don't be nervous."

Sora led Biyomon by the wing over to where she was standing before. She picked up the soccer ball and placed it right in front of Biyomon. Sora then went and stood underneath the arch. Biyomon didn't know a thing about kicking this soccer ball. She took a few steps forward and weakly tapped it with her foot. Then she kicked it softly. The ball calmly rolled forward and stopped before it even reached Sora.

Sora sighed. "No, Biyomon. You need to be more aggressive."

"But I don't really know about being aggressive. It's not part of my nature."

"I know you're not an aggressive Digimon. But you need to be a little tougher when you play soccer. You have to want to kick the ball harder."

"I don't know if I can."

A light bulb suddenly appeared over Sora's head. "Biyomon, you just need to tap into some of your inner anger. Think about some of the times you've gotten angry. Think about what makes you REALLY MAD! Then you'll be able to kick the ball a little harder. Now try it again."

Sora ran over and stood under the arch again. Biyomon looked at the soccer ball and closed her eyes. She started to think about certain incidents that made her particularly upset. She remembered the time when Agumon bopped her in the head with a snowball. She remembered the time when Gabumon sat on a tree branch, which snapped off, and he ended up landing on top of her. She remembered the time when Tentomon was fooling around and ended up accidentally smashing one of her sand castles, which she worked very hard on. She remembered the time when Palmon did a swan dive from a tree into a puddle of mud, splashing the mud all over her. She remembered the time when Gomamon pushed her into a lake. And she remembered the time when Patamon had a little 'accident' right by her favorite flower patch.

The anger was all starting to sink in. Biyomon's face went from her usual shade of pink into an angry shade of red.

"GRRRRR…AAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

Biyomon reared back and kicked the soccer ball as hard as she could. The ball flew like a blur straight towards the arch and Sora.

**BONK**

"OWWWW!!"

The ball made direct contact with Sora's face. She fell back and held her nose.

Biyomon gasped. "SORA!" She ran over to her fallen partner. "Are you ok?"

Sora sat up. "THAT was really good! That was a nice shot, Biyomon."

"Sora? What's that red stuff dripping down from your nose?"

Sora blinked, ran a finger through her upper lip, and looked at it. "Hmm…this is what's known as 'blood'. And what I have right now…is what's known as a 'bloody nose'."

"Bloody nose? How does that happen, Sora?"

"Well, it happens when you get hit in the nose REALLY, REALLY HARD! Or sometimes it just happens with certain perverts."

"Oh, I see. Does that mean you're a pervert, Sora?"

"NO! That just means you hit me REALLY, REALLY HARD!"

Biyomon hung her head down. "I'm sorry, Sora."

"It's ok. Being able to kick the ball that hard with that kind of accuracy is really good. You're very good, Biyomon. I can't wait for you to show the guys. In fact, you'd make a pretty good tomboy."

"What's a tomboy?"

"A tomboy is a girl who likes to be more like…a guy."

"Like you?"

"Exactly!"

"Oh ok," Biyomon said slowly. She thought about what it would be like to be a 'tomboy'. But that probably meant a lot of change would be ahead of her. "Well…I guess I can try that."

"We'll work on it. In the meantime, let's…see if we can find something for my bloody nose."

"Ok!"

Sora started walking off and Biyomon trailed behind. She had to admit this much, she certainly learned a lot about her human partner that day. Biyomon felt like she got a lot closer to Sora that day. And she felt like she learned quite a bit about humans.

"Sora, you're really cool. I don't know WHY everyone else thinks that humans are weird…"


Next Time: We look at TK and Patamon. With both having the mentality of a young child, it should get VERY interesting. While tending to the newborn Digimon at Primary Village, Patamon suddenly gets the urge to learn more about his human partner. Come back next time to see TK and Patamon talk about brotherly love, where babies come from, and…CHANGING DIAPERS?! @_@


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