Well, I managed to do this one, on time! :D
I've never wrote anything with digimons actually interacting with their partners. In the last one Gabumon's there, but he doesn't really interacts with Yamato. So, this one was a challenge for me.
I hope I managed to do this duo justice.
Disclaimer: I'm not making any money with this.
(Because every day is significant.)
August 11th: In the Digital World or with Digimon Partners – Or both
"Yamato… stop pacing! You're making me dizzy!"
The blond-haired boy (on the cusp of adulthood he added mentally, as he'd often do when someone called him that) frowned but didn't slow down. Off to his side, Gabumon huffed and stopped complaining about his pacing for the next few moments.
He was nervous, alright? It just—it wasn't as if he thought Sora would stand him up, no. But this was their third anniversary, and he'd actually planned it. Yamato just wanted it to be good, because before… before he'd propose they go on a date, and then let her decide where she wanted to go.
He made an effort now, inviting her to dinner and movies and, god help him, dancing, but the money was not much, almost never enough, so they usually ended up hanging out at his place. Definitely not the most romantic of places, even if they did end up… getting rather comfortable.
And his plan now seemed to be perfect, as far as Takeru and Gabumon said, although—and Yamato rolled his eyes—not that that was much to go by. But a picnic in a flower-covered clearing, at sunset and then a relaxing bath at the hot springs sounded pretty good, even for his romantically ignorant brain.
Even if Sora kept rolling her eyes at that, claiming he was pretty romantic but just in denial.
«I'm not in denial, there's not a single romantic fiber in my being.»
After all, he had written a lot of songs inspired by her. Even if he'd never let the world know that. That secret would die with him.
«And Sora… See? I'm not in denial.»
Yamato kept pacing, and not much later, started cursing as well as an idea came to him.
"Dammit," he growled. "Dammit, dammit, dammit!"
"Yamato?"
"I should've brought my guitar, Sora loves it when I sing to her," he mumbled, his pacing increasing; he ignored the way his partner looked off into the distance. "I can't go get it, there's not time—or perhaps…"
"Yamato!"
Gabumon interrupted his pacing, by tackling his legs. He went down with a loud thud and twisted around to glare at his partner. But before he could say anything, the digimon pointed ahead.
"They're coming."
Quickly, and because now that he wasn't mumbling to himself Yamato could actually hear Sora and Piyomon getting closer, he stood up, dusting his clothes off and turned to Gabumon, glaring a little because he couldn't think to be able to get all the dirt off.
"Are you sure you remember where the hot springs are? The same ones we came across the first time we came to the digiworld?"
Gabumon huffed, but nodded. "Yes, Yamato, I remember. Now, hurry! They're almost here."
"Yeah," he took his digivice, feeling it warming up already. "Don't forget to make yourself scarce when we go to take a bath."
"And take Piyomon along with me, I won't."
A deep breath, and Yamato finally managed to calm down enough to relax; he smiled. "Thank you for doing this, Gabumon."
The now glowing digimon grinned, his voice already morphing as well as his body. "No problem, Yamato!"
By the time Garurumon was standing in front of him, Sora was already calling his name. Yamato smirked, and spun around just in time to catch his grinning girlfriend. Sora jumped into his open arms, laughing breathlessly as she buried her face in the crook of his neck, mumbling her apologies for being late.
His smirk melted into a smile; he tightened his embrace.
.
They never did have that picnic. As soon as she heard the plan, Sora took Yamato right into the hot springs.
End.
This one is short, haha. So, I really want to know your opinion, I think it turned out fine, but I dunno...
Anyway! Thanks for reading and please review! :D