A/N: Pokemon related. Tee hee. Takes place fairly close to the beginning of the stay in the Digiworld.
Background: Tai has abilities related to fire.
He was probably having a little bit too much fun with the fire. He kept staring into it, shaping the flame into various faces and figures... there was Agumon, Kari, Sora, a dragon, a car, Koromon, a Yuramon, then Wargreymon...
"Uh, Tai..."
He experimented a little too, forcing the flame to the side, or making it slightly larger. Rather than making it smaller though, he simply released his hold on the fire and let it return to its original size, before playing around with it again.
This time there was a low growl.
"Tai..."
He tried adding more intensity to it, making it burn hotter and with more ferocity. There was such a beauty to the fire, a flare of life that danced and flickered, casting light on everything it touched, but at the same time a dangerous hunger that licked those that came too close.
"Oi! Tai!"
He jolted as Charizard pulled his tail away and glared at him fiercely.
"Stop playing with my tail flame!"
"Sorry."