Dating Miss Biyomon

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon at all, for I am only very small, some Japanese folk do. So read this if you feel inclined, but please I ask you keep in mind, I don't own so don't sue.

I'm sorry that I seem to be focusing so much on one particular character. The field of vision will change in time. But I hope to have some implied Takari in this chapter! Plus the truth of what's going on if you haven't yet got it figured...

Chapter Three:

Change your Heart

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The Digimon on the balcony started as she heard a sudden voice behind her. "Boo!"
She turned. "Oh, it's only you, Demidevimon. Don't sneak up on me like that. I only came out for a few minutes of fresh air."

She went back into the little room that was her life now. A silvery-haired girl lay peacefully sleeping, her blue eyes closed to the world. From time to time she would murmur something in her dreams.
"Demidevimon?" the little Digimon asked. "I'm tired. Could you do me a favour and stand guard for half an hour while I catch forty winks? I'll do something for you when I get back..." He nodded reluctantly. "Thanks." She took to her tiny feet and disappeared out onto the balcony again.
Her batlike friend watched the girl for a moment, as she stirred a little and her lips framed a word. He couldn't make out what it was, though. Although... it just might have been "Kari."

Myotismon strode into the room an hour later. The two figures he'd expected were still in their places, a kind of serenity about them. One Digimon, the wind whistling in her collar; one human, silver hair like a cloak around her shoulders.
He snapped his talons. "Where's Demidevimon?"
She shrugged, smiled sweetly. "Who knows where that little bat goes?"
The evil Digimon sighed and looked down at the precious girl lying oblivious on the floor. Someone had put a blanket over her sleeping form. Myotismon's brow furrowed. "She was wearing a scarf before. Did you... steal it?" He knew that girl Digimon often liked pretty things.
"Well... not exactly. I meant to give it back." She shuffled her feet. "I only wanted to play with it. But I was out on the balcony and it blew away..."
"Tsk. Well, no matter. Those little Digidestined will be glad just to think they can get their friend back in one piece."
"What do you mean?" She was taken aback. "You aren't really going to give her back?"
"Oh, no, no, no. She'd be much too dangerous. No, I'll take the ransom and then defeat the lot of them." He smirked. "Because I'll have taken all their crests and tags. They'll be powerless against me."
"I see, Lord Myotismon." She lowered her eyes.
"Are you sure you haven't seen that idiotic bat, that Demidevimon? I need him here."
"I know," she said without thinking, then jumped backwards, hoping he hadn't noticed anything. It appeared he hadn't. She breathed a sigh of cautious relief.

It was still dark in Odaiba City as two figures made their exhausted way homewards. The human, tall with reddish hair ruffled out of place, looked as if he could collapse there and then.
"I'm glad you finally decided to call it a night," he sighed. "Not that I'm not worried about the little girl, but I'm in no fit state to hunt the thimble, never mind a lost child. I need a bath and some sleep."
"Look, if she's out there we could be her only hope," argued the Digimon at his side. "We really should be looking for her still." But they turned the corner and headed towards the road that would take them home.
Suddenly the smaller figure froze. He bent down and carefully lowered his head, turning a minute later for confirmation from his friend.
The redheaded boy stared. Then, making a decision, he changed direction and started to run. "This changes everything. Come on."

The little girl-Digimon on top of the balcony was starting to panic. She could feel her heart jumping with fear and worry.
~Supposing no-one comes?~
Myotismon didn't know she'd heard him talking to himself... He thought she hadn't a clue what was going to happen to Demidevimon. But pretty soon now he'd realise the bat wasn't coming.
~Like now.~
"Oh, no." Myotismon hissed. "What if Demidevimon figured out what's happening? It can't be." He rounded on her. "Do you know anything about him? Has he... run away?"
"I really don't know," she said hesitantly. "He was here this morning."
Myotismon swore. "What is he playing at?! Here I am on the brink of attaining my most powerful form..."
~Yeah, and I know how you're going to do it. I heard you. That just is not right, even for you.~
He sighed. "I've come too close to that precious Mega Level to stop now. I thought I could wait until I achieved it naturally... Sadly, I don't have the patience. Maybe my plan just needs a minor adjustment." He whirled round unexpectedly and stretched out one lethal-looking talon. "My new energy source. I'd like to say I'm sorry about this, Kari.... But that would be a lie!"

It dawned on her too late what Myotismon was about to do. She looked around helplessly, but the only way she could go was backwards. A moment later she had missed her footing and was scrabbling for the edge of the balcony. Wait...
~Go back and help Myotismon achieve Mega Level?
~Or not?
~No contest, really.

Kari fell...
into the arms of a startled young man, who stood on the pavement looking up at the balcony. Myotismon turned with a snap of frustration and strode back into the room.
"Are you all right?" The boy looked down at her. She thought his features looked familiar, somehow. "Glad I was here."
He placed her gently on the ground. "Sorry I can't stay. I have to try and do something... up there." To her surprise he pointed at the balcony. A rope hung over his arm.
"I'll help," she said. "If you want me to."
"What? You're a..." He dropped to a whisper. "A Digimon, aren't you? Why would you be helping me get up there?"
"Well... It's a long story. But there's this girl."

Three figures on the balcony edge, watching Myotismon through the glass door as he paced in fuming circles. "You just can't get the servants these days. I work hard to raise that Digimon from pre-In Training level and what do I get? A creature so afraid to give me her data energy that she'd rather jump off a balcony. And Demidevimon's run away too. I can't handle everything on my own!"
The boy looked down at the two Digimon at his feet. "Let's do it."

A moment later, the balcony door shattered into a thousand shards of glass. Myotismon whirled round and caught sight of the human child outside. Then Kari watched as the Digimon beside her did something she'd heard about, but never seen. It digivolved.
Flashes of painful light shot between the two combatants. Kari joined in herself, adding sparks to the fight. Eventually, though, Myotismon turned out to be just too strong. Two small Digimon and an awkward-looking kid.
"You shouldn't have come up here," snarled Myotismon.
"They told me someone had to do it," sighed the young man, lifting up both Digimon and stepping back a little.
"Do what?" laughed Myotismon.
The kid smiled for the first time. "Be the diversion," he said, and jumped off the balcony.
The rope caught halfway down, and a second later they were running for safety.

"Patamon," he introduced himself. "Patamon Takaishi. And this..." He pointed down at the little Digimon by his side. "...Is TK."
The two of them raced through the streets. "We had a word- with Gennai-" panted Patamon through struggled gasps for air. "There ought to be something- for us. Just around this corner..."
A group of children stood on the corner. Kari's little fair-haired charge was lying in the arms of their leader. Patamon ran to them. "OK, guys. Shall we?"

The green-eyed leader threw his sleeping sister into the sudden flash of light, then let himself be swept off his feet. Others followed.
Patamon was last. "Come on," he said to her, and they took a step forward. A flash and they had left the real world.

"Guys?" he said nervously. "I, er, rescued this Digimon from the flat. Her name's..."
He didn't have a chance to say it. The word was on Tai's lips. "Kari. KARI. Is it really you?"
"As far as I know," she replied shyly. "But who are you? And where am I?"

It was almost like a Digidestined and Digimon convention. Eight kids and eight monsters. The subject under discussion was what on earth to do with the newcomers.
"Well, we can't keep your sister here," said a tallish boy with ice blue hair. "She hasn't got a Digimon partner. She'd be in danger."
Kari spoke. "I'd take care of her for now. If you like."
"It's a nice idea," remarked one of the others, "but Digimon partners can't just pick and choose their Digidestined. There's lots of other requirements, a crest and Digivice for example."
"Yeah." The leader remembered something and sighed. "We're gonna have to go back for the crest. We can't leave it in Myotismon's hands- all right, Gabumon, all right- in Myotismon's talons. Can we?"
"Erm, excuse me..." They looked at her. "I thought you might want some things so I put them on her. Hope you don't mind."
The Digidestined stared in amazement as a slight shifting of clothing revealed a Digivice at the girl's belt, and at her throat the Crest of Light.

So that, as they say, was that. TK and Patamon took care of the introductions.

All right. That's Agumon Kamiya in the gold jacket, and-
-And the silver-haired kid's his sister, Gatomon. Agumon's Digimon is that one there with the markings on his head. Tai.
You were looking at the blue hair? We keep telling him any enemy Digimon would spot him a mile off. That's my brother Gabumon Ishida, Gabu for short. You can talk to his Digimon if you like, but he's a weird sort. Nice voice though. Matt.
Less of the small human, Kari, that girl's the same age as Agumon. She's another one with striking hair, but you'll find her easy enough to get on with. Biyomon Takenouchi. And her Digimon's quite charming, in a way. Sora.
Tento? TENTO! Look at our visitors, for crying out loud! Sorry. He's rather annoying at times. His real name's too complicated to remember. So we just call him Tento, really. The only one more out-of-it than him is his Digimon, they go together like... well, two things that go together well. IZZY!!! Oh, forget it.
And while we're on the weirder people in the group, Palmon. That girl would sleep outside all year if her parents'd let her. Not like little Mimi, who wants to stay out of the rain.
The redhead's Gomamon. He's OK, a bit crazy at times. I think he does worry about us a bit, but he's too much of a comedian to show it. Joe's different, he's so busy looking sometimes he forgets to leap.
And then there's me. You know me already.
-And me, too.

"Patamon? She's waking up..." It was Gabumon, grinning slightly. "Thought you might want to be there." Patamon looked apologetically at the two Digimon and followed his brother over to Gatomon's side.
Kari and TK sat watching the landscape change from golden sunlight to crimson evening. "So this is the Digiworld," she murmured.
"I thought you used to live here?"
"Yeah... in Myotismon's castle." She felt embarrassed. "It's kind of dark in there."
"Well..." Now it was his turn to feel awkward, not sure what to say. "Well, it's light out here, Kari. And you can come with us and explore it. If you still want to."
"Of course I do. I've got to keep an eye on Gatomon. And... If there's eight of us then we might be able to settle a score with Myotismon."
"You've got it in one, Kari. But not tonight."

Palmon was already asleep with Mimi at her side. Agumon was sitting back while Tai helped Patamon and Gomamon care for their human patient. Kari sighed and curled up to sleep. This was something beautiful.

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Longer chapter than usual. I PROMISE that there won't be any more Kari- centric chapters until the end unless there's exceptional demand for them. Might be Taiora-centric next.

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