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piku piku *puts on huge 'spectacles' and strikes scientific pose* It is my analysis that you have some unresolved conflicts from your childhood that were developed from traumatic events. Do we need to sit on the fancy couch and talk about it so we may purge your system of these conflicts?
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What Walks Through the Heart Ch.2: The Dream
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Mikae laughed as Culumon skipped circles around first her, then Impmon, whose eyebrow twitched repeatedly. Finally, he had had enough. He jumped out of Culumon's circle and shook his fist while he yelled and the infantile digimon.
"Wouldja STOP doin' that, ya little pipsqueak?! Yer makin' me dizzy!" Culumon only smiled cluelessly and went to play somewhere else. Impmon stared after the annoying little creature while Mikae only laughed harder. Impmon glared at her.
"And what're _you _ laughin' about?!" He ranted, steam coming off of his head. Mikae shook her head, unable to stop. A few seconds later, she calmed down and wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it." She started to giggle again. Impmon huffed and walked past her to the kitchen to help her mother make supper. He soon destroyed the roast. Not burned, mind you, but destroyed. As in little roast bits were decorating the wall. Still. Trying to catch her breath, Mikae came in to help clean up the mess.
"I'm really sorry, Impmon, but you should have seen your face when Culumon started playing around you! It was priceless!" She smiled as she remembered what had happened only a few minutes ago. Impmon quirked his mouth. His friend took that as his acception of the apology. She grinned again and gave him a noogie.
"Now, lets see what we can do that has nothing to do with cooking, and possibly blowing up more of our food." Impmon agreed, looking sheepish.
After dinner, which Impmon devoured quickly, the demon digimon went outside to have 'fun' for the rest of the night, which included harassing some unsuspecting teenagers. She'd tried to get him to stop, but he'd refused. Said it was too much fun. Oh well, cranky little demon things will be cranky little demon things.*sigh* He'd also probably sleep outside at one of his old roosts, and reappear sometime around breakfast, after 'acquiring' one on his own. He said that they always tasted better when you stole them. She'd tried to break him of the habit, heck, she was still trying. She hadn't been successful yet, though. At least he wasn't hurting anybody. Scaring them, maybe, but hey.
Days passed, and kids that had seen Impmon help Mikae confront Minni stopped by to pay visits. Mikae began to make friends with them, after they had accepted Impmon of course. No way she was going to be friends with someone who didn't like Impmon. One boy in particular seemed to like the two of them more than anyone else. His name was Ellis*, and he had been a Digimon obsesso for years. Ever since it had come out on TV. He hung around the house every day that he could, and slowly, Impmon began to trust him. Just a little. It became known that the three of them were friends, and that Ellis was the only boy Mikae really talked to a lot. She didn't really like boys. When Ellis saw Culumon, he went ballistic. He had now seen two, count 'em, two real live Digimon! This was so cool! At least to him and his demented Digimon obsessiveness. He did know, though, that neither Digimon would end up as his partner, and he already had a guess at who Impmon's partner would be.
Among the other kids from school, two children took express interest in Mikae and Impmon. Though they were a bit older now, Impmon still recognized them. His old Tamers. He tried to shrug off their existence, and he didn't tell Mikae. Once they had found out about him again, they had come to try to claim him, though they said nothing to anyone. They both decided to scout the relationship between their old partner and Mikae.
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"Rika."
"Yes, Renamon?"
"Do you remember that girl you told me to watch? The one with the scent of Digimon on her?"
"Of course I do, Renamon. What about her?"
"I think her Digimon is Impmon." That got a reaction out of the too- serious girl.
"What?! I thought that Impmon would never take a Tamer!"
"They do not know yet, Rika. But they are forming the bond needed to become a truly powerful team."
"Are you sure?"
"They trust each other implicitly, and Impmon even ventures to be nice to the humans the girl introduces him to. He listens to her when she tries to warn him of dangers too great for him to conquer**. He rarely follows her directions, but he listens to her all the same." Though she did not show it outwardly, Rika was impressed. Someone who could get Impmon to listen to them like that would have to have a Tamer/Partner bond with him, and not be some average, everyday little girl. She turned to her own Digimon.
"Has she gotten her Device, yet?"
"No, Rika. I believe Impmon's old Tamer still has it." A frustrated grunt.
"Does she at least have some cards?"
"Of course, Rika. She's very good at the game." The fox-like Digimon said, in an amused voice. Rika turned thoughtfully away. If Renamon said she was good, then she would be an invaluable member of the Tamers. If only she had a Device. Rika distractedly called over her shoulder that Renamon could leave now, and was soon left alone with her thoughts.
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A phone rang in the large apartment, and a small brunette answered, then called her brother to the phone. The blue haired boy took it, having a good guess at who it was most likely to be.
"Moshi moshi."
"Hey, Henry. Did you see the catfight that went on after school a few days ago?"
"No, I didn't, Takato. I was busy doing my homework like you should have been." The calm voice of the young Tamer held a note of humor in it, but was not noticed by the more....rambunctious boy.
"A quiet girl at school confronted one of the cheerleaders' cronies about a rumor she had helped with."
"And?...."
"Impmon was with her." Silence.
"Not standing on the sidelines, Henry. He was on her side. Threatened to go after the girl if she didn't agree to stop spreading rumors about his friend."
"Friend?"
"That's what he said. There was also something about him having a broken leg and her fixing it. Obviously he feels some sort of friendship towards her, because he left with her." Finally Henry spoke.
"Do you think they're partners?"
"Not yet."
"Not yet?"
"I have a feeling that they will become partners, but in a deeper sense than us."
"What kind of deeper sense?"
"Not anything bad, but definitely a deeper relationship than what we've got with our Digimon." Henry sighed, closing his slate grey eyes for a moment, then opened them again.
"Okay, thanks for telling me, Takato. See you tomorrow."
"No problem. Bye."
"Bye." As he hung up the phone, Henry thought about what a new addition to their team would mean, but his attention was caught by a small Digimon coming up behind him.
"Henry?"
"Yeah, Terriermon?"
"What does this mean?"
"I don't know yet, pal. Only time will tell."
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That night Mikae had a nightmare. She had nightmares often, but none like this, and none that reappeared to her so many times. It had been a week since they had started, and Mikae had successfully kept them a secret from Impmon, which was quite a feat. Impmon seemed to know where she was and what she was feeling at any given time, and she hadn't wanted him to worry over her.
Pain gripped her, pain more intense than anything she had ever known, and tore at the very fabric of her being. It changed her shape, turning her into something she was not and refusing to grant her peace from the twisting and shrinking of her bones and organs. She screamed her agony to the dark world she inhabited, but not a sound came from her mouth. Voiceless, she continued to howl, and her body continued to torture her mind.
Suddenly, the pain stopped. A cooling sensation flowed through her body, and she wondered at the sudden change. But she had little time to think about it, because her surroundings warped themselves into the likeness of the park she lived by. In the night dark, the usually cheerful trees looked menacing and dangerous, and the lake that was in the center looked ready to swallow anything that came near it.
Her attention was snatched away as she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. There were three children out there. ~At this hour? Why on earth would they come out now? ~ One of the children was a girl, and looked tough. She had orange hair streaked with a lighter shade of the same color, and eyes that could freeze the soul. Her shirt was white with blue sleeves and had a broken heart on it, and her jeans were dark against her pale skin, and glinted against the night with the silver of a chain. That in itself was not the strange thing. The strange thing was that the girl was floating fully six feet above the ground.
Facing her were the other two children and creatures Mikae had only seen in a card game before. She saw Impmon there too, but tucked that tidbit of information away for later. One of the Digimon facing the girl was a tall, humanoid, fox. Renamon, if she remembered correctly. The Digimon was shouting at the girl, and tears tracked relentlessly through her soft fur, though she looked ready to fight. Mikae turned her attention to the others. A Gargomon was there, and a strange red dinosaur digimon that Mikae had never seen in the game. A blond, goggle wearing boy stood in front of another, blue haired one. He was shouting at the girl as well, and he seemed angry, and determined. There were two other boys there that she had seen at school. They sometimes stopped by her place, and were nice enough, if a little-okay, a lot- goofy. One had a Guardromon, and the other had a MarineAngemon.
The fallen boy, though, caught her attention so completely that the rest of the dream faded to nothingness around her. His navy blue hair was mussed, and he boasted many scrapes and bruises that heralded how hard he had hit the ground. He was holding his right arm, it wasn't broken, but it obviously pained him. His clothes were torn, and a device similar to the one the blond boy carried was flung far from him. His eyes, though. His eyes captured her attention most of all. They were a stormy, steely grey, and shone with unshed tears. Mikae glanced over to the floating girl, and back at the boy. ~So,~ she reasoned, ~he has a connection with the girl, and he more than likely feels betrayed by her in some way, judging by the way he looks at her. But why? ~
All her thought were brought to an abrupt halt, then, as all attention was turned to her. Nervously, she back away from them, toward the lake. This had never happened in the dream before. A flash of something teased at the corner of her eyes, and she turned her head to the side. She nearly fell in the churning waters at the sight that greeted her. It was her! Or what was supposed to be her.
What had been Mikae had roughly the build of Gatomon, but instead of snow white fur, hers was the color of spun gold, and shone with brightness only that star could possess, even in the dead of night. She had no plume of fur at the end of her tail as Gatomon did, so the appendage looked rather a lot like that of an everyday housecat. Her ears, too, bore no tuft of fur, and were upright with her shock as her tail snapped the air in her anxiety. On her forehead was a symbol very much like the one on Culumon's small head, and was surrounded by strange markings, as were her eyes. Below her eyes were long orange streaks, and above them at the corners, were dark yellow markings. The eyes themselves were wide and crimson. She wore a silver cloth around her neck that was ornamented by a golden bell. On her belly was a strange marking she could make neither head nor tails of. Her feet were clawed, and on her 'hands', or were they paws?, were yellow gloves similar in design to Impmon's. Impmon.
The girl/Digimon raised her eyes to her friend, and saw on his face an expression so funny she would have laughed at it, had she not been so very afraid of what was going on. As she scanned the faces of all who were there, one, lone thought came clearly through her shock hazed mind.
To be Continued....*Dun dun duuuuunnnn!*
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piku piku *puts on huge 'spectacles' and strikes scientific pose* It is my analysis that you have some unresolved conflicts from your childhood that were developed from traumatic events. Do we need to sit on the fancy couch and talk about it so we may purge your system of these conflicts?
//-; uhhhhhhh.... piku piku?
*throws off glasses* FUN!! F is for fire, burn down the whole town, U is for uranium..... bombs! N is for no surviiiiiiivors!!! When you rule the planet Earth!
//- that's the Vashgirl I know.....*whips sweat off forehead* Sponge bob rules all.
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Kudos to seadragon1012 for reviewing!
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What Walks Through the Heart Ch.2: The Dream
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Mikae laughed as Culumon skipped circles around first her, then Impmon, whose eyebrow twitched repeatedly. Finally, he had had enough. He jumped out of Culumon's circle and shook his fist while he yelled and the infantile digimon.
"Wouldja STOP doin' that, ya little pipsqueak?! Yer makin' me dizzy!" Culumon only smiled cluelessly and went to play somewhere else. Impmon stared after the annoying little creature while Mikae only laughed harder. Impmon glared at her.
"And what're _you _ laughin' about?!" He ranted, steam coming off of his head. Mikae shook her head, unable to stop. A few seconds later, she calmed down and wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it." She started to giggle again. Impmon huffed and walked past her to the kitchen to help her mother make supper. He soon destroyed the roast. Not burned, mind you, but destroyed. As in little roast bits were decorating the wall. Still. Trying to catch her breath, Mikae came in to help clean up the mess.
"I'm really sorry, Impmon, but you should have seen your face when Culumon started playing around you! It was priceless!" She smiled as she remembered what had happened only a few minutes ago. Impmon quirked his mouth. His friend took that as his acception of the apology. She grinned again and gave him a noogie.
"Now, lets see what we can do that has nothing to do with cooking, and possibly blowing up more of our food." Impmon agreed, looking sheepish.
After dinner, which Impmon devoured quickly, the demon digimon went outside to have 'fun' for the rest of the night, which included harassing some unsuspecting teenagers. She'd tried to get him to stop, but he'd refused. Said it was too much fun. Oh well, cranky little demon things will be cranky little demon things.*sigh* He'd also probably sleep outside at one of his old roosts, and reappear sometime around breakfast, after 'acquiring' one on his own. He said that they always tasted better when you stole them. She'd tried to break him of the habit, heck, she was still trying. She hadn't been successful yet, though. At least he wasn't hurting anybody. Scaring them, maybe, but hey.
Days passed, and kids that had seen Impmon help Mikae confront Minni stopped by to pay visits. Mikae began to make friends with them, after they had accepted Impmon of course. No way she was going to be friends with someone who didn't like Impmon. One boy in particular seemed to like the two of them more than anyone else. His name was Ellis*, and he had been a Digimon obsesso for years. Ever since it had come out on TV. He hung around the house every day that he could, and slowly, Impmon began to trust him. Just a little. It became known that the three of them were friends, and that Ellis was the only boy Mikae really talked to a lot. She didn't really like boys. When Ellis saw Culumon, he went ballistic. He had now seen two, count 'em, two real live Digimon! This was so cool! At least to him and his demented Digimon obsessiveness. He did know, though, that neither Digimon would end up as his partner, and he already had a guess at who Impmon's partner would be.
Among the other kids from school, two children took express interest in Mikae and Impmon. Though they were a bit older now, Impmon still recognized them. His old Tamers. He tried to shrug off their existence, and he didn't tell Mikae. Once they had found out about him again, they had come to try to claim him, though they said nothing to anyone. They both decided to scout the relationship between their old partner and Mikae.
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"Rika."
"Yes, Renamon?"
"Do you remember that girl you told me to watch? The one with the scent of Digimon on her?"
"Of course I do, Renamon. What about her?"
"I think her Digimon is Impmon." That got a reaction out of the too- serious girl.
"What?! I thought that Impmon would never take a Tamer!"
"They do not know yet, Rika. But they are forming the bond needed to become a truly powerful team."
"Are you sure?"
"They trust each other implicitly, and Impmon even ventures to be nice to the humans the girl introduces him to. He listens to her when she tries to warn him of dangers too great for him to conquer**. He rarely follows her directions, but he listens to her all the same." Though she did not show it outwardly, Rika was impressed. Someone who could get Impmon to listen to them like that would have to have a Tamer/Partner bond with him, and not be some average, everyday little girl. She turned to her own Digimon.
"Has she gotten her Device, yet?"
"No, Rika. I believe Impmon's old Tamer still has it." A frustrated grunt.
"Does she at least have some cards?"
"Of course, Rika. She's very good at the game." The fox-like Digimon said, in an amused voice. Rika turned thoughtfully away. If Renamon said she was good, then she would be an invaluable member of the Tamers. If only she had a Device. Rika distractedly called over her shoulder that Renamon could leave now, and was soon left alone with her thoughts.
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A phone rang in the large apartment, and a small brunette answered, then called her brother to the phone. The blue haired boy took it, having a good guess at who it was most likely to be.
"Moshi moshi."
"Hey, Henry. Did you see the catfight that went on after school a few days ago?"
"No, I didn't, Takato. I was busy doing my homework like you should have been." The calm voice of the young Tamer held a note of humor in it, but was not noticed by the more....rambunctious boy.
"A quiet girl at school confronted one of the cheerleaders' cronies about a rumor she had helped with."
"And?...."
"Impmon was with her." Silence.
"Not standing on the sidelines, Henry. He was on her side. Threatened to go after the girl if she didn't agree to stop spreading rumors about his friend."
"Friend?"
"That's what he said. There was also something about him having a broken leg and her fixing it. Obviously he feels some sort of friendship towards her, because he left with her." Finally Henry spoke.
"Do you think they're partners?"
"Not yet."
"Not yet?"
"I have a feeling that they will become partners, but in a deeper sense than us."
"What kind of deeper sense?"
"Not anything bad, but definitely a deeper relationship than what we've got with our Digimon." Henry sighed, closing his slate grey eyes for a moment, then opened them again.
"Okay, thanks for telling me, Takato. See you tomorrow."
"No problem. Bye."
"Bye." As he hung up the phone, Henry thought about what a new addition to their team would mean, but his attention was caught by a small Digimon coming up behind him.
"Henry?"
"Yeah, Terriermon?"
"What does this mean?"
"I don't know yet, pal. Only time will tell."
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That night Mikae had a nightmare. She had nightmares often, but none like this, and none that reappeared to her so many times. It had been a week since they had started, and Mikae had successfully kept them a secret from Impmon, which was quite a feat. Impmon seemed to know where she was and what she was feeling at any given time, and she hadn't wanted him to worry over her.
Pain gripped her, pain more intense than anything she had ever known, and tore at the very fabric of her being. It changed her shape, turning her into something she was not and refusing to grant her peace from the twisting and shrinking of her bones and organs. She screamed her agony to the dark world she inhabited, but not a sound came from her mouth. Voiceless, she continued to howl, and her body continued to torture her mind.
Suddenly, the pain stopped. A cooling sensation flowed through her body, and she wondered at the sudden change. But she had little time to think about it, because her surroundings warped themselves into the likeness of the park she lived by. In the night dark, the usually cheerful trees looked menacing and dangerous, and the lake that was in the center looked ready to swallow anything that came near it.
Her attention was snatched away as she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. There were three children out there. ~At this hour? Why on earth would they come out now? ~ One of the children was a girl, and looked tough. She had orange hair streaked with a lighter shade of the same color, and eyes that could freeze the soul. Her shirt was white with blue sleeves and had a broken heart on it, and her jeans were dark against her pale skin, and glinted against the night with the silver of a chain. That in itself was not the strange thing. The strange thing was that the girl was floating fully six feet above the ground.
Facing her were the other two children and creatures Mikae had only seen in a card game before. She saw Impmon there too, but tucked that tidbit of information away for later. One of the Digimon facing the girl was a tall, humanoid, fox. Renamon, if she remembered correctly. The Digimon was shouting at the girl, and tears tracked relentlessly through her soft fur, though she looked ready to fight. Mikae turned her attention to the others. A Gargomon was there, and a strange red dinosaur digimon that Mikae had never seen in the game. A blond, goggle wearing boy stood in front of another, blue haired one. He was shouting at the girl as well, and he seemed angry, and determined. There were two other boys there that she had seen at school. They sometimes stopped by her place, and were nice enough, if a little-okay, a lot- goofy. One had a Guardromon, and the other had a MarineAngemon.
The fallen boy, though, caught her attention so completely that the rest of the dream faded to nothingness around her. His navy blue hair was mussed, and he boasted many scrapes and bruises that heralded how hard he had hit the ground. He was holding his right arm, it wasn't broken, but it obviously pained him. His clothes were torn, and a device similar to the one the blond boy carried was flung far from him. His eyes, though. His eyes captured her attention most of all. They were a stormy, steely grey, and shone with unshed tears. Mikae glanced over to the floating girl, and back at the boy. ~So,~ she reasoned, ~he has a connection with the girl, and he more than likely feels betrayed by her in some way, judging by the way he looks at her. But why? ~
All her thought were brought to an abrupt halt, then, as all attention was turned to her. Nervously, she back away from them, toward the lake. This had never happened in the dream before. A flash of something teased at the corner of her eyes, and she turned her head to the side. She nearly fell in the churning waters at the sight that greeted her. It was her! Or what was supposed to be her.
What had been Mikae had roughly the build of Gatomon, but instead of snow white fur, hers was the color of spun gold, and shone with brightness only that star could possess, even in the dead of night. She had no plume of fur at the end of her tail as Gatomon did, so the appendage looked rather a lot like that of an everyday housecat. Her ears, too, bore no tuft of fur, and were upright with her shock as her tail snapped the air in her anxiety. On her forehead was a symbol very much like the one on Culumon's small head, and was surrounded by strange markings, as were her eyes. Below her eyes were long orange streaks, and above them at the corners, were dark yellow markings. The eyes themselves were wide and crimson. She wore a silver cloth around her neck that was ornamented by a golden bell. On her belly was a strange marking she could make neither head nor tails of. Her feet were clawed, and on her 'hands', or were they paws?, were yellow gloves similar in design to Impmon's. Impmon.
The girl/Digimon raised her eyes to her friend, and saw on his face an expression so funny she would have laughed at it, had she not been so very afraid of what was going on. As she scanned the faces of all who were there, one, lone thought came clearly through her shock hazed mind.
To be Continued....*Dun dun duuuuunnnn!*
I be very eeeevvvvvvviiiiilllllllllllllllll! Mwahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So, how about it? Are ya gonna review and give me a reason to continue writing? Well? *gets on knees and begs.* Please! I starve for attention!
*No, that name is not a spin-off from Willis. It just popped into my head then and I find it impossible to change now. Deal with it.
**Apparently, stuff has gone on between the chapters, and even I don't know what they are. They just happened.
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