In the life of Beelzemon.

Chapter 2

It was 8pm when Beelzemon and his tamers got home and the two children were ready for bed.

"Good night Beelzemon." They said to him.

"Night." He replied, watching the door close. He wanted to go out tonight- to see Renamon. But he knew no one would take care of Ai and Mako while he was out. So it looks like he would be staying home for the night. Kicking his boots off and placing his bare feet on the coffee table he started to flip through the channels, settling for the news.

"Yesterday a group of scientists were killed; the police aren't sure what caused this. They believe it might have been because of project they were working on- all history of the program where deleted. Police found the word 'Verstandmo' at the scene. If you have any information please contact us at-"

"Verstandmo… could it be a Digimon? But, none of the tamers pick up any Digimon in the area." He mumbled to himself. "Verstandmon…" he mumbled.

"Talking to yourself now?" a voice said from behind him.

"You could always nock." He told the voice, he's heard that voice so many times so there was no need to turn to look at the speaker. The speaker moved to stand in front of the couch.

"It's rude to not look at the person speaking to you."

"It's rude to break an entrance." He replied.

"I didn't break anything."

He looked up at the speaker, smirking. "Still." He told her.

"What's with the look of yours Beelzemon?" she asked, standing in front of him.

He stood, "What look?" he questioned, standing in front of the female now.

"That. That smirk and the glint in your eyes." She informed.

"Renamon, I think your imagining things." He smirked, cupping her cheek with his left hand.

Renamon felt her face grow warm, moving away from his touch. "…" she was finally at a loss.

He laughed, "What? Nothing to say; chatty?" he asked, still chuckling. Renamon didn't reply, causing Beelzemon's smirk to grow. "What are you doing here?" he voiced, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

The vixen closed her eyes, "I don't know." She whispered. "I just am" She added.

He threw her a small grin, "Sure Foxy, whatever you say."

"He has changed, it's like he's a completely different digimon." Renamon thought, her blue eyes traveling the lines on his face. "You've changed Beelzemon." She voiced.

He blinked, startled. "Is that a good thing?"

"Yes"

They fell into an uncomfortable silence, yet again. And not one for silence, Beelzemon spoke "So…?" –who said it had to be anything fancy and/or romantic? Renamon in turn didn't say anything, just moved to sit on the couch that was momentarily forgotten. He felt like rolling his eyes at her, but refrained himself. "You know, I was speaking to ya."

"I'm aware of that, I just didn't think the 'question' was one that could be answered." She told him. He sighed quietly, and flopped down beside her draping his arm on the back of the couch. His hand lightly brushed the back of her neck, causing her to move away.

"Smooth." He thought, mentally banging his head against a wall.

"Beelzemon." A child's voice yawned from the hall.

"What is it Ai?" he said, getting up.

"Me and Mako are hungry… can we have some milk and cookies before we go to bed?" she asked, giving him the famous (infamous) puppy dog pout.

He caved, "Fine." Ai and Mako gave him a smile before running to the kitchen. He glanced back over to the living room, Renamon was gone and the window was open. He sighed, "But you have to go straight to bed after."

"We will!" they grinned, sitting at the table- the cookie jar sitting in the middle of the table. He poured them a glass of milk each, putting the glasses in front of them.

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He made his way back to the couch, laying down on it. Placing his arm over his eyes, "I don't care if this is all just out of pity, or if it's real. I don't care if Renamon doesn't care about me at all, I don't care if she… if she 'loves' me. I don't care! …I don't care…" he thought, trying to get that through his thick skull.

"But, I do…" he whispered. He was expecting a voice to reply, but he didn't get anything- just silence. He sighed, getting up. "May as well go to bed." He sighed, closing the window then muttering all the way to bed.

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"The perfect monster." The voice laughed.

"The ultimate weapon." A different voice sang.

"You won't get him… I won't let you." The humanoid digimon yelled at nothing, they where only her memories. The digimon ran a hand through her silver hair, "Please don't fall for their tricks…" she mumbled to the Earth above her.

"Ljustmon?" (1) Her companion questioned.

"Yes, what is it Angewoman?" Ljustmon replied.

"Who are you speaking too?" the angle asked.

"Myself" she replied.

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When Beelzemon woke up the fallowing afternoon, Ai and Mako's mother was reading her book on the couch.

"Finally up." She voiced, not looking up from her book.

"Ya, finally." He replied. He sat next to her. "When did you get back M-"

"Please do call me Neri (2), I do think we can call each other by our first names. And we got back around 8 this morning." Neri said, flipping the page of her book. Beelzemon nodded and got up, walking to the kitchen to grab a cookie. His hand in the cookie jar he pulled out two cookies, "I hope you aren't going to just be having cookies for breakfast." Neri said for the other room.

He stuffed the cookies in his mouth, running for the door for his boots (pulling them on) then said, "Too late!" and ran out of the door.

Neri has a 'mother hen' and she looked out after her children, even with the food that they ate at what time. Even Beelzemon wouldn't mess with her. Jumping on Behemoth, he was free! Pulling out of the drive way he quickly drove to who knows where.

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My Black Crimson Rose says: Wow, quick update! Yay!! –claps hands-

-1-Neri is one of my best friends character's (her name is Erin- Neri is her name rearranged)

'Verstandmon' and 'Ljustmon' are my characters- you'll hear more about them later.