Dating Miss Biyomon
I don't own Digimon.
Thanks for putting up with the Kari-centric chapters. Here we go!
AUTHOR'S NOTE
I realise I may have been a bit cryptic. So here- to clarify- is the situation as it stands.
Gennai switched history around. So now the kids are all Digimon. This ISN'T the same as being turned into Digimon. In this version of Reality, they have always been Digimon. They keep their old first names.
All the ex-Digimon, similarly, have always been kids. They keep their old names too, plus the surname of their old human partner, as in Agumon Kamiya. They are the ones with the crests and Digivices.
None of them has any memory of their former selves (though one of the ex-humans has come rather close.) However, they all retain some physical characteristics reminiscent of their other forms. With the ex-Digimon it's often quite obvious. The ex-kids take some more lateral thinking. If anyone remembers, it's Gennai.
Digimon-Kari was kidnapped in her Baby form by Myotismon. (Remember, in this reality there was no baby Human-Kari.) There she remained until the events of this fic.
I'll reveal more later... maybe.
Chapter Four:
Flight
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Biyomon was sitting looking at her crest in the morning light. Her hair caught the sun's rays as she tilted her head on one side. She always did that when she was thinking.
Sora came to her side. "Something wrong, Bi?"
"Nothing much..." But the way she said it suggested there was. "I was just thinking about how hard it is to get you to Digivolve. "I wish I was in love, Sora. Then maybe my crest'd work properly."
"But you've got love." The little Digimon was puzzled. "You've got me, I've got you. And we love all the other Digidestined. How much more love do you need?"
Bi smiled. That was her Digimon all over. She liked everybody. "Yeah, I guess. I just want... more. I know I'm only eleven, but I want... I want to -fall- in love."
Her Digimon partner looked sceptical. "This isn't like that time you wanted to fly, is it?"
"I told you not to mention that!" Bi started tickling Sora till the little Digimon-girl collapsed with laughter.
Little Bi Takenouchi had been so determined she wanted to fly someday. It was her dream, the reason she spent the entire year behaving perfectly so that maybe she'd get the chance to fly come Christmas. When she bruised her elbows trying to jump down six steps of the staircase, her parents had finally given in.
The flight took off from Odaiba Airport in the golden light of dawn. The pink-haired child sat impatiently fidgeting, strapped into a seat next to her parents. A revving sound from the engine, and they were airborne.
Bi waited another ten minutes, minutes that seemed like hours to a little girl. Then she looked at her mother. "When do we get to get out of the plane?"
"When we land at the airport, honey."
"What? When we're back on the ground?" She started to tremble. "Don't we even get to open the windows?"
A shake of the head, a puzzled glance. Then strangers' eyes on them as Biyomon curled up in the aeroplane seat, sobbing as though her heart was broken.
The other children were stirring, waking. Bi smiled and lifted her Digimon onto her shoulder. Yawning a little, Sora wondered idly about breakfast. Suddenly a thought struck her.
"Bi?"
"Mmm?" The girl wasn't really listening.
"How about we have a bet? Whichever one of us falls in love first has to buy the other one some chocolate back in the real world." She laughed at her friend's expression. "Didn't you know Digimon fell in love?"
"But Sora..." Bi paused and decided against protesting. "But Sora, you haven't got any money."
"Hmmm. I didn't think of that."
"What are you laughing at over there?" yelled Gomamon. "Come on, breakfast's ready and Gabumon looks ready to eat yours in a minute."
"So where now?" That was the question on everybody's lips. But Agumon knew there wasn't really an answer. After all, who knew where Myotismon would try to strike next? Maybe even Myotismon himself didn't know.
They'd tried getting information from their newest friend, but it turned out the plans Kari'd heard ended with Gatomon being captured and Myotismon digivolving to Mega Level. At least they were glad he hadn't done that. So now it was really just a matter of waiting for something to happen. Somehow Agumon thought it wouldn't be long.
For now, though, they could snatch a moment of peace. Gomamon passed him a piece of toast. Gatomon was still asleep with Palmon's green coat thrown over her. Life was OK. The leader of the Digidestined rubbed the sleep from his eyes and thought about home.
Somehow it wouldn't be long...
...until a scuffling of feet showed them they were not in fact alone.
"Relax, guys," yelled Agumon as the other kids started to move. "It doesn't look like it's come to attack."
The Digimon ran past them, hardly even looking at the children's faces. It disappeared into the distance, never glancing back.
A moment later it was followed by another, similar in features but bigger. This one carried three tiny Digimon on its back.
Mimi ran to it, puzzlement in her voice. "Where are you going?"
The Digimon- it was female, Mimi noted- looked up in annoyance and panic. "Anywhere! Somewhere that isn't here!"
With those words, she ran off again, the three baby-monsters hanging on for dear life.
"One hundred and eleven. One hundred and twelve. One hundred and thir- no, that's a baby on its back- one hundred and fourteen," counted Tento. There seemed to be no end to the stream of Digimon rushing past the Digidestined on the path down from the mountains. Some of them had smaller Digimon clinging to them, some had pretty pebbles or charms strapped to them with braided grass, still others were trying to carry little containers of water- probably from the stream up there, Tento reasoned. Why they would be leaving all at once, he wasn't sure. He'd heard of Digimon migrating, but from what Izzy said it was generally quite a serene and organised affair. He turned to Agumon for some advice.
"Well," the leader shrugged, "we can keep counting them all day-"
"-one hundred and twenty-one, one hundred and twenty-two..."
"-or we can find out what's happening up where they came from."
"How?" asked Palmon. "We saw they don't like to talk."
Agumon picked up his bag. "We go in the opposite direction. And see what happens when we get there."
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Sorry, no romance. I quite like Biyomon's little tête-à-tête, though. Don't give up on me.
And may I take the opportunity to say a massive SORRY to all my reviewers for thinking so little of them when no messages were arriving. It was a glitch, I realise that now. I will never suspect you again, you are all wonderful.
Gerjomarty- Stay tuned.
Puppkid- Thanks. Hope it's clear now.
TrueMallowMan- Glad it IS legible!
Miaow227- Thanks! Looking forward to having you on board for another fic!
I don't own Digimon.
Thanks for putting up with the Kari-centric chapters. Here we go!
AUTHOR'S NOTE
I realise I may have been a bit cryptic. So here- to clarify- is the situation as it stands.
Gennai switched history around. So now the kids are all Digimon. This ISN'T the same as being turned into Digimon. In this version of Reality, they have always been Digimon. They keep their old first names.
All the ex-Digimon, similarly, have always been kids. They keep their old names too, plus the surname of their old human partner, as in Agumon Kamiya. They are the ones with the crests and Digivices.
None of them has any memory of their former selves (though one of the ex-humans has come rather close.) However, they all retain some physical characteristics reminiscent of their other forms. With the ex-Digimon it's often quite obvious. The ex-kids take some more lateral thinking. If anyone remembers, it's Gennai.
Digimon-Kari was kidnapped in her Baby form by Myotismon. (Remember, in this reality there was no baby Human-Kari.) There she remained until the events of this fic.
I'll reveal more later... maybe.
Chapter Four:
Flight
------------
Biyomon was sitting looking at her crest in the morning light. Her hair caught the sun's rays as she tilted her head on one side. She always did that when she was thinking.
Sora came to her side. "Something wrong, Bi?"
"Nothing much..." But the way she said it suggested there was. "I was just thinking about how hard it is to get you to Digivolve. "I wish I was in love, Sora. Then maybe my crest'd work properly."
"But you've got love." The little Digimon was puzzled. "You've got me, I've got you. And we love all the other Digidestined. How much more love do you need?"
Bi smiled. That was her Digimon all over. She liked everybody. "Yeah, I guess. I just want... more. I know I'm only eleven, but I want... I want to -fall- in love."
Her Digimon partner looked sceptical. "This isn't like that time you wanted to fly, is it?"
"I told you not to mention that!" Bi started tickling Sora till the little Digimon-girl collapsed with laughter.
Little Bi Takenouchi had been so determined she wanted to fly someday. It was her dream, the reason she spent the entire year behaving perfectly so that maybe she'd get the chance to fly come Christmas. When she bruised her elbows trying to jump down six steps of the staircase, her parents had finally given in.
The flight took off from Odaiba Airport in the golden light of dawn. The pink-haired child sat impatiently fidgeting, strapped into a seat next to her parents. A revving sound from the engine, and they were airborne.
Bi waited another ten minutes, minutes that seemed like hours to a little girl. Then she looked at her mother. "When do we get to get out of the plane?"
"When we land at the airport, honey."
"What? When we're back on the ground?" She started to tremble. "Don't we even get to open the windows?"
A shake of the head, a puzzled glance. Then strangers' eyes on them as Biyomon curled up in the aeroplane seat, sobbing as though her heart was broken.
The other children were stirring, waking. Bi smiled and lifted her Digimon onto her shoulder. Yawning a little, Sora wondered idly about breakfast. Suddenly a thought struck her.
"Bi?"
"Mmm?" The girl wasn't really listening.
"How about we have a bet? Whichever one of us falls in love first has to buy the other one some chocolate back in the real world." She laughed at her friend's expression. "Didn't you know Digimon fell in love?"
"But Sora..." Bi paused and decided against protesting. "But Sora, you haven't got any money."
"Hmmm. I didn't think of that."
"What are you laughing at over there?" yelled Gomamon. "Come on, breakfast's ready and Gabumon looks ready to eat yours in a minute."
"So where now?" That was the question on everybody's lips. But Agumon knew there wasn't really an answer. After all, who knew where Myotismon would try to strike next? Maybe even Myotismon himself didn't know.
They'd tried getting information from their newest friend, but it turned out the plans Kari'd heard ended with Gatomon being captured and Myotismon digivolving to Mega Level. At least they were glad he hadn't done that. So now it was really just a matter of waiting for something to happen. Somehow Agumon thought it wouldn't be long.
For now, though, they could snatch a moment of peace. Gomamon passed him a piece of toast. Gatomon was still asleep with Palmon's green coat thrown over her. Life was OK. The leader of the Digidestined rubbed the sleep from his eyes and thought about home.
Somehow it wouldn't be long...
...until a scuffling of feet showed them they were not in fact alone.
"Relax, guys," yelled Agumon as the other kids started to move. "It doesn't look like it's come to attack."
The Digimon ran past them, hardly even looking at the children's faces. It disappeared into the distance, never glancing back.
A moment later it was followed by another, similar in features but bigger. This one carried three tiny Digimon on its back.
Mimi ran to it, puzzlement in her voice. "Where are you going?"
The Digimon- it was female, Mimi noted- looked up in annoyance and panic. "Anywhere! Somewhere that isn't here!"
With those words, she ran off again, the three baby-monsters hanging on for dear life.
"One hundred and eleven. One hundred and twelve. One hundred and thir- no, that's a baby on its back- one hundred and fourteen," counted Tento. There seemed to be no end to the stream of Digimon rushing past the Digidestined on the path down from the mountains. Some of them had smaller Digimon clinging to them, some had pretty pebbles or charms strapped to them with braided grass, still others were trying to carry little containers of water- probably from the stream up there, Tento reasoned. Why they would be leaving all at once, he wasn't sure. He'd heard of Digimon migrating, but from what Izzy said it was generally quite a serene and organised affair. He turned to Agumon for some advice.
"Well," the leader shrugged, "we can keep counting them all day-"
"-one hundred and twenty-one, one hundred and twenty-two..."
"-or we can find out what's happening up where they came from."
"How?" asked Palmon. "We saw they don't like to talk."
Agumon picked up his bag. "We go in the opposite direction. And see what happens when we get there."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Sorry, no romance. I quite like Biyomon's little tête-à-tête, though. Don't give up on me.
And may I take the opportunity to say a massive SORRY to all my reviewers for thinking so little of them when no messages were arriving. It was a glitch, I realise that now. I will never suspect you again, you are all wonderful.
Gerjomarty- Stay tuned.
Puppkid- Thanks. Hope it's clear now.
TrueMallowMan- Glad it IS legible!
Miaow227- Thanks! Looking forward to having you on board for another fic!
