DNA-Digieggs

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~ Enemy Sentinel ~

"Lopmon! Hey Lopmon! Lookit this!" Terriermon puffed himself up until he floated off the ground with out using his ears.

Lopmon shook his head. "If that's permanent, Willis won't be able to feed you anymore."

"Feed who?" The boy entered to see his partners, one in mid air near his head. Willis blinked, looking at Terriermon. "Exactly how am I supposed to deal with an expanding bottomless pit?"

Terriermon opened his mouth, releasing the air. He landed on Willis's head with a thump.

"So much for combing my hair this morning," the boy muttered.

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Yolei watched the storm clouds leave as she stared out the window. Sighing, she removed her helmet so she could poke her head out for fresh air. As the wind played with her lavender strands, she muttered, "Being a prisoner is boring."

She slid downwards so that her back rested against the wall as she sat on the cold stone floor. Yolei hugged herself as she found something new to complain about. "It freezing in here, not to mention cramped, dirty, and ugly. I'm getting hungry and thirsty and annoyed." Yawning, she added, "and sleepy." Shutting her eyelids, Yolei slept.

The new Bakemon guard at the entrance breathed a sigh of relief as the girl finally ended her tirade. This job was fine as long as he got his midday naps.

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Sora awoke to a throbbing headache and stabbing pains in her right hand. Blinking, she found herself surrounded by white walls as she rested on a bed. The girl moved into a sitting up position, yelping the moment she discovered why her hand hurt. Two of her fingers, obviously broken, were swathed in bandages that wrapped around her palm as well as the injured spots.

The whole incident replayed in her mind, including the crash landing. Sora winced at recalling that. "Hawkmon?" she said worriedly.

"Sora!" Tai's head emerged into view. Hastily, he wiped away his tears before grinning lopsidedly. It looked like he had not done so for ages.

She opened her mouth to say hello, but what came out of her mouth was, "You look horrible."

The boy ran a free hand through his wild brown hair, scowling as he encountered tangles.

Struggling to hide her amusement, Sora let a giggle escape past her lips.

Tai stopped his attempts to tidy up his misbehaving hair. "You think that's funny eh?" His other hand swept out from behind his back.

Sora flinched, expecting him to make a grab for her equally messy hair. When that didn't happen, she chanced a peek. What the girl saw made her gasp, inhaling the sweet scent at the same time.

Before her, Tai held out a single red rose. "For you," he whispered.

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He lay on his bed, indigo strands splayed out in every which way against the white pillow. The poor boy stared at the ceiling, tired from all the crying he had done. Images of the girl he loved swam in front of Ken's vision, making him gasp and close his eyes. It was to no avail. Once more, they slid down his pallid face.

Wormon snuggled close to his partner's arm, watching him as he suffered and listening to the boy's sobs. "I'm right here Ken."

This calmed the child somewhat. "Wormon?" he whispered. "Do you hate me?"

The Digimon stared at him with his innocent blue eyes. "No Ken, I don't hate you."

His partner sat up to gaze out the window. "Does the world still hate me?"

Wormon flinched. "It never hated you Ken. The Digital World never hated you."

Whimpering, Ken picked up his partner and held him against his chest. "Then why does it hurt so much?"

The bug Digimon was not able to answer. He rested his head against the boy's heavy heart as a second wave of tears washed over.

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Sora wrapped her fingers around the stem, gazing into his deep brown orbs. "Oh Tai," she breathed.

"I missed you every moment you were gone, the second you left my sight. I can't live without you, Sora," he said sadly.

"Tai!" As she announced his name, Sora flung herself forwards, forgetting about her injuries as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning to his ear, the girl uttered the three words, "I love you."

He felt the red petals tickle the back of his neck while he bent down to embrace her. "You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear that," Tai whispered.

Slowly, their faces inched towards each other until their lips pressed against each other as a proclamation of eternal love. In that room, the only thing brighter than their kiss was Yolei's activated D-3.

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Pururumon came to, yawning. The first thing after that was a shout and somemon hugging him tightly. "Yolei?" he squeaked.

Feathered arms released him. "Thank you for bring Sora back!" gushed Biyomon.

Pururumon waved it off, or tried to do so with a jelly-like part of him.

"Glad to have you back," smiled Mimi. She picked him up and cooed over how cute Pururumon was before setting him down beside Izzy's pineapple laptop.

"Hi Pururumon, you okay?" said Izzy.

"Fine, thank you," said Pururumon politely.

"I was wondering if you could answer a couple questions." As he continued, the red-haired genius turned back to his computer.

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Petite Meramon floated outside the window. Watching and listening, they saw the boy with the laptop repeatedly question the Baby Digimon until a girl with wavy brown hair wrapped her arms around his neck from behind. Then, she rested her chin on his head, making him blush like crazy.

Then Pururumon jumped off the table, calling behind him as he led the others down the hallway in a hurry.

Whispering excitedly, one floated away to a nearby tree, where the group leader waited. Amongst the green clothed branches of the tree, blue eyes narrowed. "Report to the Mistress," he commanded. "Your group will join you as we find out more about this new method of digivolving."

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GD~ *sweatdrops* This chapter was long overdue. Sorry everymon! Don't worry AF, Willis will play a more important role than getting his hair messed up.

Verumon~ You seem to have an obsession with messing up people's hair in this chapter GD.

GD~ Can I borrow someone's mallet? I have the sudden urge to whack my muse silly.

Verumon~ Actually, it is not a "sudden urge" because I have been annoying you since the beginning of this story. It has resulted in your utter hatred of my corrections, building up to what you have dubbed a "sudden urge."

GD~ … A really big mallet.