A/N: Ohh! I feel so loved. You guys like me. You really like me.
Disclaimer: I don't own the dig-destined, thier digimon or Wizardmon.
WHAT YOUR LOVE MEANS TO ME
Chapter Ten: The Sanctuary
Gatomon sat awake all the rest of the night, thinking. It seemed so strange. Why would she have feelings for Necromamon? She didn't even know him. It didn't make sense. She had always thought that Wizardmon was the only one who could make her feel that way. Wizardmon was the only one she wanted to make her feel that way. Whatever Necromamon's deal was, she would rather forget him than see him again.
With that, she lay next to Kari and closed her eyes.
************
"Up and adam!" Kari called in a chipper attitude.
Gatomon sat up, feeling as if she didn't get a wink of sleep. Her limbs ached and her throat was sore and her eyes burned. She would have preferred to just stay in bed and attempt to sleep the rest of the day.
"Come on, sleepy head," Kari said, smiling down at her. "I have to be to school in fifteen minutes. Let's go."
"I don't feel like going to school," Gatomon muttered, pulling the blanket over her head.
"What's wrong?" Kari asked concerned. "You were fine yesterday."
"Kari, have you ever liked someone that you didn't think was a good idea to like?" Gatomon retorted, staring at her tailring.
"Of course."
"Really?" Gatomon looked at her in surprise.
"Don't tell anyone," Kari began, lowering her voice, "but I did have a little thing for Ken when he first came to our side. It seemed like we had a lot in common. We both suffered and we both had that darkness consume us. I thought he could understand what I was going through and be a shoulder to cry on."
Gatomon kept staring as she asked, "What happened?"
"Yolei," Kari said simply. "She was my friend and I knew she liked him too. I didn't want anything as trivial as a boy to come between us."
"But, Kari," Gatomon protested, "what if Ken was your soul mate? What if you gave up your chance for happiness?"
Kari smiled and said, "If that's so, than it will still work out. I'm not worried."
"You can't just let fate do everything for you!" Gatomon exclaimed. "Tell Ken how you feel and see if he feels the same. If you don't, you'll never know what might have been."
Kari smiled again, "I'm not even sure if I feel that way anymore. Besides, didn't you have a problem about liking someone you shouldn't? Maybe you should take your own advice."
Gatomon lowered her eyes. Was she pushing aside the possibility that Necromamon was her soul mate? After all, she knew almost nothing about him but still had this connection. If Necromamon is her soul mate, than what was Wizardmon? Just a random mon that passed through her heart? Gatomon couldn't believe that. Absolutely no one could live up to the standards that Wizardmon set in her heart. She could try with Necromamon and when he didn't live up to expectations, then she would know for sure that Wizardmon and only Wizardmon could be the one she spent her life with.
At school, Kari walked out of way to avoid the soccer field. She did bump into T. K. at her locker. Gatomon let out a discontented sigh when she saw Patamon in his normal place on T. K.'s hat.
"Morning, Gatomon," Patamon squeaked happily.
"Hello, Patamon," she muttered back.
"Did you hear?" T. K. asked.
"Hear what?" Kari retorted.
"Ken came all the way out here to see Yolei yesterday," T. K. gossiped. "And Cody says that he saw Ken and Yolei kissing on her balcony from his own."
Gatomon watched Kari for a reaction. She wondered how the news would affect her. After all, Kari had admitted just that morning to having had feelings for Ken. Kari just laughed and said, "No way!"
"Those two seem serious," T. K. commented.
"By the way," Patamon began to Gatomon, "Saturday night was fun, wasn't it?"
Gatomon just nodded.
"Too bad there are no more Aine festival's we could dance at," Patamon went on.
Gatomon half-smiled.
The Aine festival. More thoughts of Wizardmon and Necromamon. If only she had a way of knowing what Wizardmon thought of her feelings for Necromamon. Would he feel betrayed or would he want her to move on with her life?
"Kari, I need some time alone," Gatomon muttered. "Do you mind if I go to the digital world for a while?"
"That's fine," Kari allowed. "See you guys in a minute."
Kari carried Gatomon to the computer lab and got on-line. Once the digi-port was open, Gatomon thanked Kari then jumped into the computer screen. She zoomed through the air for a moment, then landed on the beach. Though she loved Aine lake, this really wasn't where she wanted to be. Quickly, she digi-volved to Angewomon and went flying. She flew for about an hour until she reached it, a beautiful mountain range. You could see the whole digital-world from there.
Angewomon dove down into the middle of the mountains. She saw the faintest glow of the green grass and felt the peaceful serenity before she had even landed in the sanctuary. It was just as it had been years before when she had come here with Wizardmon. The small pond sparkled and the weeping willow's branches swayed lazily. Just in front of her stood Wizardmon's little temple. She found him there that one night and spent the night with her head rested on his chest.
Angewomon entered the small temple, having to duck to fit through the door. There it was, shining down on her. It was a stained-glass likeness of herself. When she had first seen this window, it meant mostly nothing to her, but now...now, it meant that Wizardmon had always been her soul mate. Angewomon couldn't help but cry.
Her sobs were interrupted by a slight rustling outside the temple. Angewomon exited immediately and looked for the intruder. She spotted Necromamon standing near the weeping willow.
"What are you doing here?" Angewomon demanded.
Necromamon stood frozen for a moment. He looked around.
"I found this place a while back," Necromamon told her. "I just come here every now and then for a bit of serenity."
"How'd you find it?" Angewomon queried. "This place is very hard to just come upon. You have to already know where it is."
"I use to go for many walks in those caves," Necromamon said, pointing to a large hole in the stone wall. "And that's how I found my way here."
Angewomon continued to stare at the hole. That was made by Wizardmon long ago to help save her from Myotismon. He destroyed part of his own sanctuary for her. Angewomon lowered her eyes in sorrow.
"I'm sorry if I brought up something painful," Necromamon said.
"No big deal," Angewomon muttered. "I came here. I would have thought of it anyway."
"Why did you come here?" Necromamon asked, sitting down against the trunk of the weeping willow.
Angewomon looked at him a moment, then sat herself down beside him.
"You remember that friend I told you about," Angewomon began, "the one who gave me the ring?"
"Uh-huh," Necromamon replied.
"This was his home," Angewomon told him.
"That explains why you were so defensive about me being here."
"Yup," she smiled. "I guess I just thought that no one but Wizardmon should have this sanctuary."
"That's understandable," Necromamon informed.
"I just needed to talk to my dear friend," Angewomon explained. "He use to be the only one I could talk to. I just felt I needed his input on something."
"Get any answer?" Necromamon queried.
Angewomon shrugged.
"If you want to talk, you can talk to me," Necromamon offered.
"Thanks, but I don't think it'll be the same," Angewomon muttered as she glanced around the sanctuary. "Do you think we could go somewhere else? There are too many memories here."
Necromamon nodded, saying, "Want to go to Aine Lake?"
"No," Angewomon sighed. "I want to go somewhere I've never been."
Necromamon thought for a second, then said, "I know just the place."
A/N: I want to thank all those who have reviewed.
blackmage718
Story Weaver1 :You won't have to wait long for your fluff.
Mimilove
sliverwingweaver
Stolen Spirit
and, last but not least, my most devoted fan
kyer :thanks for being faithful to me. I don't know if Necromamon is a real digimon. I thought I made him up. Because, long ago, I was doing my first Harry Potter fanfiction and I needed a magic word that began with N to go with Nigil's Nersery for a store in my book. The only magic word that began with n was necromancy which is kinda like speaking to the dead or something. Anyway, I needed a name for Wizardmon's Ultimate form. That word popped in my head..so I used it. That's why I was so excited to see that name for one of Wizardmon's forms in another story. And blah blah blah. No one probably read this far. They got tired halfway through and said to his or herself "Man, this chick is boring." Sorry. *blush*
Read my next chappy. It's a good one. *wink*
Disclaimer: I don't own the dig-destined, thier digimon or Wizardmon.
WHAT YOUR LOVE MEANS TO ME
Chapter Ten: The Sanctuary
Gatomon sat awake all the rest of the night, thinking. It seemed so strange. Why would she have feelings for Necromamon? She didn't even know him. It didn't make sense. She had always thought that Wizardmon was the only one who could make her feel that way. Wizardmon was the only one she wanted to make her feel that way. Whatever Necromamon's deal was, she would rather forget him than see him again.
With that, she lay next to Kari and closed her eyes.
************
"Up and adam!" Kari called in a chipper attitude.
Gatomon sat up, feeling as if she didn't get a wink of sleep. Her limbs ached and her throat was sore and her eyes burned. She would have preferred to just stay in bed and attempt to sleep the rest of the day.
"Come on, sleepy head," Kari said, smiling down at her. "I have to be to school in fifteen minutes. Let's go."
"I don't feel like going to school," Gatomon muttered, pulling the blanket over her head.
"What's wrong?" Kari asked concerned. "You were fine yesterday."
"Kari, have you ever liked someone that you didn't think was a good idea to like?" Gatomon retorted, staring at her tailring.
"Of course."
"Really?" Gatomon looked at her in surprise.
"Don't tell anyone," Kari began, lowering her voice, "but I did have a little thing for Ken when he first came to our side. It seemed like we had a lot in common. We both suffered and we both had that darkness consume us. I thought he could understand what I was going through and be a shoulder to cry on."
Gatomon kept staring as she asked, "What happened?"
"Yolei," Kari said simply. "She was my friend and I knew she liked him too. I didn't want anything as trivial as a boy to come between us."
"But, Kari," Gatomon protested, "what if Ken was your soul mate? What if you gave up your chance for happiness?"
Kari smiled and said, "If that's so, than it will still work out. I'm not worried."
"You can't just let fate do everything for you!" Gatomon exclaimed. "Tell Ken how you feel and see if he feels the same. If you don't, you'll never know what might have been."
Kari smiled again, "I'm not even sure if I feel that way anymore. Besides, didn't you have a problem about liking someone you shouldn't? Maybe you should take your own advice."
Gatomon lowered her eyes. Was she pushing aside the possibility that Necromamon was her soul mate? After all, she knew almost nothing about him but still had this connection. If Necromamon is her soul mate, than what was Wizardmon? Just a random mon that passed through her heart? Gatomon couldn't believe that. Absolutely no one could live up to the standards that Wizardmon set in her heart. She could try with Necromamon and when he didn't live up to expectations, then she would know for sure that Wizardmon and only Wizardmon could be the one she spent her life with.
At school, Kari walked out of way to avoid the soccer field. She did bump into T. K. at her locker. Gatomon let out a discontented sigh when she saw Patamon in his normal place on T. K.'s hat.
"Morning, Gatomon," Patamon squeaked happily.
"Hello, Patamon," she muttered back.
"Did you hear?" T. K. asked.
"Hear what?" Kari retorted.
"Ken came all the way out here to see Yolei yesterday," T. K. gossiped. "And Cody says that he saw Ken and Yolei kissing on her balcony from his own."
Gatomon watched Kari for a reaction. She wondered how the news would affect her. After all, Kari had admitted just that morning to having had feelings for Ken. Kari just laughed and said, "No way!"
"Those two seem serious," T. K. commented.
"By the way," Patamon began to Gatomon, "Saturday night was fun, wasn't it?"
Gatomon just nodded.
"Too bad there are no more Aine festival's we could dance at," Patamon went on.
Gatomon half-smiled.
The Aine festival. More thoughts of Wizardmon and Necromamon. If only she had a way of knowing what Wizardmon thought of her feelings for Necromamon. Would he feel betrayed or would he want her to move on with her life?
"Kari, I need some time alone," Gatomon muttered. "Do you mind if I go to the digital world for a while?"
"That's fine," Kari allowed. "See you guys in a minute."
Kari carried Gatomon to the computer lab and got on-line. Once the digi-port was open, Gatomon thanked Kari then jumped into the computer screen. She zoomed through the air for a moment, then landed on the beach. Though she loved Aine lake, this really wasn't where she wanted to be. Quickly, she digi-volved to Angewomon and went flying. She flew for about an hour until she reached it, a beautiful mountain range. You could see the whole digital-world from there.
Angewomon dove down into the middle of the mountains. She saw the faintest glow of the green grass and felt the peaceful serenity before she had even landed in the sanctuary. It was just as it had been years before when she had come here with Wizardmon. The small pond sparkled and the weeping willow's branches swayed lazily. Just in front of her stood Wizardmon's little temple. She found him there that one night and spent the night with her head rested on his chest.
Angewomon entered the small temple, having to duck to fit through the door. There it was, shining down on her. It was a stained-glass likeness of herself. When she had first seen this window, it meant mostly nothing to her, but now...now, it meant that Wizardmon had always been her soul mate. Angewomon couldn't help but cry.
Her sobs were interrupted by a slight rustling outside the temple. Angewomon exited immediately and looked for the intruder. She spotted Necromamon standing near the weeping willow.
"What are you doing here?" Angewomon demanded.
Necromamon stood frozen for a moment. He looked around.
"I found this place a while back," Necromamon told her. "I just come here every now and then for a bit of serenity."
"How'd you find it?" Angewomon queried. "This place is very hard to just come upon. You have to already know where it is."
"I use to go for many walks in those caves," Necromamon said, pointing to a large hole in the stone wall. "And that's how I found my way here."
Angewomon continued to stare at the hole. That was made by Wizardmon long ago to help save her from Myotismon. He destroyed part of his own sanctuary for her. Angewomon lowered her eyes in sorrow.
"I'm sorry if I brought up something painful," Necromamon said.
"No big deal," Angewomon muttered. "I came here. I would have thought of it anyway."
"Why did you come here?" Necromamon asked, sitting down against the trunk of the weeping willow.
Angewomon looked at him a moment, then sat herself down beside him.
"You remember that friend I told you about," Angewomon began, "the one who gave me the ring?"
"Uh-huh," Necromamon replied.
"This was his home," Angewomon told him.
"That explains why you were so defensive about me being here."
"Yup," she smiled. "I guess I just thought that no one but Wizardmon should have this sanctuary."
"That's understandable," Necromamon informed.
"I just needed to talk to my dear friend," Angewomon explained. "He use to be the only one I could talk to. I just felt I needed his input on something."
"Get any answer?" Necromamon queried.
Angewomon shrugged.
"If you want to talk, you can talk to me," Necromamon offered.
"Thanks, but I don't think it'll be the same," Angewomon muttered as she glanced around the sanctuary. "Do you think we could go somewhere else? There are too many memories here."
Necromamon nodded, saying, "Want to go to Aine Lake?"
"No," Angewomon sighed. "I want to go somewhere I've never been."
Necromamon thought for a second, then said, "I know just the place."
A/N: I want to thank all those who have reviewed.
blackmage718
Story Weaver1 :You won't have to wait long for your fluff.
Mimilove
sliverwingweaver
Stolen Spirit
and, last but not least, my most devoted fan
kyer :thanks for being faithful to me. I don't know if Necromamon is a real digimon. I thought I made him up. Because, long ago, I was doing my first Harry Potter fanfiction and I needed a magic word that began with N to go with Nigil's Nersery for a store in my book. The only magic word that began with n was necromancy which is kinda like speaking to the dead or something. Anyway, I needed a name for Wizardmon's Ultimate form. That word popped in my head..so I used it. That's why I was so excited to see that name for one of Wizardmon's forms in another story. And blah blah blah. No one probably read this far. They got tired halfway through and said to his or herself "Man, this chick is boring." Sorry. *blush*
Read my next chappy. It's a good one. *wink*