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Of course, there's a better couple, but, alas, I won't write a
Gatomon/ideal story since... I'D GET FLAMED! ^_^
Anyway, since I'm drinking Jasmine Green Tea now, listening to Fiddler
on the Roof and I do feel kinda weird, I'll shut up and write.
Please stop cheering, or I'll keep on talking!
'If I were a rich man...'
Disclaimer: Digimon is NOT MINE!
***
Gatomon; The Fate of Love
By Wanderer D
***
In the Digital World there were such things as cities where some
Digimon lived and prospered, preferring the busy life of the city to
the simpler, yet challenging life in the wild.
It is in one of those cities where our story begins.
A lone figure sat on the edge of a building gazing down to the streets
below.
As she had observed since the day she had arrived, there always seemed
to be a continuous flow of Digi-folk trying to look important as they
walked.
The Digital World was a VERY large place to go out looking for someone,
Gatomon decided.
Not so long ago, she had Digivolved into Gatomon naturally. Not under
pressure, not coaxed, naturally, which also meant that it would be
her natural state from now on.
She briefly wondered what she would Digivolve next... given enough
time, that is. She was in no hurry right now.
She had arrived to this place in the hopes that that special person
would be here. She had taken a leave of absence to continue her quest,
since Myotismon didn't seem to need her now, so she figured she'd have
some time to herself.
However, that time seemed lost now that she had spent two days without
success in this big hole.
Sighing, she decided that it was time to leave. As always whoever that
person was, was not going to appear, so she was going to keep on
looking to demand an explanation on why she or he hadn't come yet.
She jumped down, gracefully doing a pirouette as she landed and
wondering again at the efficiency of her new body. As she walked past
a shop window, she stopped to see herself in the reflecting surface.
Well, someone could call her vain, but she was definitely cute!
A groan woke her from her day dream, and she turned around to see a
Digimon cruelly pushed away and ignored as he asked for help.
He had a purple hat and cape, and a one piece cream-colored suit with
various strange marks, but the point of it was that he needed help.
He was dying of thirst in front of all those uncaring Digimon.
Something inside her snapped at that moment. She had been taught by
Myotismon that only the strong survived, but, as she caught a look at
those lonely eyes that resembled her inner loneliness, she couldn't
ignore his plea for help.
Grabbing her canteen, she ran to the fallen Digimon's side and helped
him drink all of it.
"Here." Was all she muttered, uncertain on how to treat a kindred
spirit.
***
He had said his name was Wizardmon, and that he had traveled alone
all his life. He hadn't had a purpose until now, which was to help her
whenever she needed it.
Of course she didn't know what to do, since she didn't need anyone...
specially with those lonely green eyes that shone with... something
she was NOT familiar with.
Somehow she had ended up telling him about her quest and then,
realizing what she'd done, she'd stopped talking and laid down to
sleep.
***
"Listen, Wizardmon, I really appreciate your offer, but I tell you
again; I don't need help!" Gatomon said as she stopped walking and
turned around to look at her follower.
"And I told you that I'm walking in the same way that you are, so it's
only logical that we walk together 'till we get there, Gatomon."
Wizardmon answered.
Gatomon sighed in exasperation, but didn't argue. She had tried to
convince him to go away about seven times in the last hour, but he
wouldn't leave.
Of course Wizardmon would've left if anyone else had insisted so much,
but there was something about Gatomon. She had suffered loneliness just
like he had, and he couldn't get out of his head those two blue orbs
that engulfed him in a warm... wait! What was he thinking?! He would
try to help her find that person she was looking for, then leave.
Yeah, leave.
Somehow, it didn't seem true at all.
***
They had been traveling a week together when they arrived at an old
temple.
It had seen better days, Wizardmon noted. Two of the four thick stone
columns that created the entrance to the temple were nothing more than
piled stones, destroyed by the vegetation after who-knows-how-many
-years of constant growth after the previous owners had decided
-or been forced- to abandon it.
He noticed that Gatomon was sure there was something very important
inside that temple, and he wasn't going to let her get in there alone.
"Well, Gatomon, what do you say?"
She looked deeply with those two blue eyes at him, and that moment
seemed to last eternally until he noticed she had been talking.
"Huh, what did you say Gatomon?"
Gatomon, who had noticed him staring into her eyes, hid her blush as
she turned around and repeated herself.
"I said I have to go in there! There's something that tells me that
there's something related to my quest in that temple!"
Wizardmon sighed as he heard that. He didn't believe that she would
find that person she was looking for, but he'd become Digidust before
leaving her.
"Well, let's get inside then!"
***
At a first glance the interior of the temple didn't look any better
than the outside.
Like the entrance, everything was covered with big and small roots,
that were slowly, -but surely- cracking the durable stone foundations.
They walked past two giant statues of serpent-like Digimon without so
much as a glance. They missed the red glow in the right hand statue
as they walked deeper into the temple.
Just as they had entered a small room, they heard a rumble, and
suddenly the ground gave in.
"Gatomon!" Wizardmon shouted as he managed to float and flew straight
at her.
Suddenly, a side of the wall slammed into Wizardmon, and smashed
against the other side.
"Wizardmon!" Gatomon shrieked as she forgot her own dilemma.
Her scream faded as she fell deeper and deeper into the hole.
***
Alone again. Gatomon stifled a sob as she pushed herself to her
knees in an attempt to stand up. She hadn't suffered much from the
fall, since she was in Champion status as Myotismon had stated, she
could take a hit.
But, even she would've been killed by the wall that crushed Wizardmon.
Damn him! Why did he have to insist on coming with her! Why didn't she
stop him?
She stopped for a moment to gather her wits as she pondered that
question.
After a moment though, it was clear. She couldn't imagine her journeys
without him anymore. She just couldn't.
She stood up resolutely. If there was any chance, she would help him.
Or die trying. To hell with the temple and that mysterious person, who
either didn't care or didn't exist.
She had someone she could rely on and lo- rely on and... she wouldn't
let him alone! No way! Nope.
***
Wizardmon felt the fresh water as someone cleaned his forehead. He
also felt the sting of the cuts he had.
Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself lost in a familiar blue
ocean... and slowly getting out of breath.
"Wizardmon!" Gatomon shouted, hugging him fiercely.
"Gatomon? Are you alright?!"
Gatomon playfully hit his arm, which sent new waves of pain
ricocheting through all his body.
"Look in what state you are, and you're asking me if I'm safe?!"
"I was afraid," Wizardmon confessed, speaking softly. "I was terrified.
What would I do with out you, Gatomon?"
"Wizardmon..." Gatomon fought back the tears as she heard her own fear
reflected in his words.
She hugged him softly and whispered. "I don't know what I'd do without
you, Wizardmon."
Wizardmon felt a surge of warmth radiate through his body, making him
forget his wounds for the moment as he carefully hugged her back.
"Gatomon, I don't know if I'll ever get to say this... I l-" he looked
at those blue eyes for a moment before gathering courage. "I know you
won't like this, but I... I love you Gatomon." He finally confessed.
He looked expectantly at his love as she remained quiet, her face
turned away, so he couldn't see her expression.
He received the shock of his life when she kissed him.
"I love you too, Wizardmon." She purred, hugging him closely and
kissing him yet again.
***
The next morning saw them walk out of the temple. Wizardmon shook the
goofy grin he had away as they walked away.
"What about what's inside the temple?"
Gatomon stopped and looked back at it for a second before turning
away and grabbing Wizardmon's hand.
"Let's just say I found someone more important." She answered, much
to Wizardmon's joy.
***
A few hours later Myotismon landed in front of the temple.
"So, this is where the Tag of Light is hidden?" He smiled. "It'll
be easier to get it than I thought."
He walked into the temple, and a few hours later he flew away with
a gleaming pendant hanging from his hand.
***
After one more month of traveling together, Gatomon had been contacted
by Myotismon.
Wizardmon had waited for his love outside the castle, when he had noticed
her come out.
"Gatomon? What happened?"
"Wizardmon." Gatomon answered, and he flinched. There was something
different about Gatomon now.
"We have to gather the strongest Digimon for our master, Myotismon."
"But..." Gatomon narrowed her eyes. "I've only put up with you because
you're useful, are you coming with me or are you against me?"
Wizardmon stared in shock at Gatomon. He gazed into her eyes and
discovered a coldness that hadn't been there before.
"I- I'll go with you, Gatomon." Wizardmon answered.
Gatomon nodded and started walking. Wizardmon fell in line behind her.
"And I'll find out what that monster has done to you, my love. And I'll
break the spell, even if it kills me." He silently promised to himself.
Gatomon, who was walking in front cleared a tear from her eyes. Why
was she crying? And why did she feel.. empty?
She shook her head. It didn't matter. The Digidestined had arrived and
her master needed Digimon. It was no time for tears.
The End.
Bitter ending... I have to write a happier story...
Wanderer D
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