Tenshi to Yuri
Title: The title will be explained in the fanfic. Read it to find out.
Thanks to Beth and Josie for checking and doublechecking for me.
Note: This takes place in the future. My future, not canon future..
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The Digital World night was a marvel of beauty. Stars gleamed like
tiny jewels in the sky, with the moon at new so those small things
were the only light available. Entwining among the stars, carried on
the soft breeze, was the laughter of two Digimon. This was not an
uncommon sight or sound, as this was the realm of the Digimon, but
these two Digimon were ones that were seldom seen these days, as they
spent most of their time in the world of humans in their less evolved
forms, not their Perfection ones.
"It's no fair!" A pair of insect-like wings buzzed as Lillymon pouted
at her larger companion. "You've got more wings than I do, so you can
fly faster!"
Angewomon's silvery laugh echoed all around. "Don't blame me, I didn't
design this body!"
"Someone did who knew what they were doing!" The Fairy of Purity
laughed teasingly, and Angewomon quickly dived at her, catching the
smaller Digimon in her arms and pulling her in for a sweet kiss.
When they broke apart, it was only to arms length, and both of them
gazed into each other's eyes. Well, as much as one could gaze into
eyes that were covered by a helmet. Lillymon didn't really care,
though. Angewomon could remove the headgear, and usually did for her,
so she knew she'd be looking into those eyes whenever she wanted to.
"It's nice to be here with you again," the Angel of Light brushed her
fingers across Lillymon's petals. "I miss you when we're both there."
Lillymon knew what she meant. Mimi still lived in America, which meant
that she, as Palmon, lived there with her. Angewomon, in her form of
Tailmon, still lived in Odaiba with Hikari. They could only meet in
the Digital World on rare occasions, when their partners came there to
visit or to deal with any particularly troublesome Digimon who thought
it would be a great idea to beat up on something smaller than
themselves.
With the passing of time, it had become easier and easier for them to
assume their higher evolutions. Koushirou had warned them all that the
time would come when they wouldn't be able to go back to their Child
forms without major loss of energy. For Tailmon, that had happened
years earlier, so she was simply awaiting the day when she would
become Angewomon permanently. Hikari had already promised her when
that day came, they would both move to the Digital World permanently,
where Angewomon would be able to roam freely. In fact, it was pretty
much a given that they'd all have to stay there one day, to give their
partners the room they needed. There was no way any of them could keep
Stingmon, XV-mon, Kabuterimon, Greymon, or any of their partners there
on a regular basis.
I wonder how long it will take until my love is there permanently for
me. It was already harder for Togemon to go back to Palmon every time,
and each evolution to Lillymon was easier and easier. Angewomon loved
her no matter what stage she was in, but it was definitely easier to
give Lillymon a hug than Togemon.
Lillymon was a warm armful for her; the flower-child was barely the
size of her own partner, and very light as well, for ease in flight.
Angewomon could easily remember the awe she'd felt the first time
she'd seen the smallest of the Perfections of the Chosen Children. She
had been still newly freed from her servitude to Vamdemon, and unused
to appreciating beauty over strength, but Lillymon was the perfect
combination of both. Light and quick, agile and cunning, without even
trying to she had flown directly into Tailmon's heart and stayed
there.
They had been a steady couple for years. Since not long after the
defeat of Apocalymon, actually. It had started about a week or two
after the children had went back to their world. Tailmon had kept an
eye on Palmon the whole time, knowing that the plant-Digimon had been
the one most affected by their partners having to leave them. The rest
of the group had been busy finding their old places, the hollows and
nooks and crannies that had been where they slept and played before.
There was a faint air of sadness to it all, though. Before they hadn't
had any idea of what it was they were waiting for. But now that they
not only had met their literal other halves, but had a wonderful set
of adventures, and known more about themselves than they'd ever dared
to dream possible...it was kind of a let down.
Tailmon hadn't let any of it bother her. Yes, there was the mixed
pleasure of having finally met who she had waited her entire life for,
who she had suffered and wept and bled for when she couldn't find
them, and the pain of having lost Wizarmon to her old master, but she
couldn't let it get her down. She was the Digimon of Light, and as
such, she felt it was part of her responsibility not to let the
Darkness, even in it's milder forms of sadness or despair, get to her
any longer. She still had nightmares about it, of course. She knew
they would last for years. You couldn't shake off something like her
past as if it were nothing more then water after all. But she kept her
heart light, letting the whistle Hikari had given her be a token of
the bond between them.
But Palmon didn't have anything like that to remind her of Mimi. All
she had were her memories, and of how badly she'd acted when it was
time to go. Mimi had forgiven her, but Palmon still hadn't forgiven
herself for it.
Tailmon didn't know that right away, of course. She knew that Palmon
was feeling bad, so she watched over her. The first few days
everything had been fine. Everyone was too busy to let their emotions
and memories get caught up with them. But as things calmed
down...memories started to return.
The white feline had taken up the habit of sleeping in trees, usually
ones she'd made certain didn't have any other inhabitants. It kept her
safer at night. The other Digimon tended to stick together, and her
concession to that was to sleep in a tree near them. She was able to
watch over them all like that, especially Palmon.
It had been a night very much like this one. No moon, the stars
gleaming overhead...she had seen Palmon slipping away from the huddle
of Digimon, making her way to the river. Tailmon had watched quietly,
feline curiosity and the concern of a friend merging to get her to
slowly follow the plantmon.
Palmon had went down by the river, almost right into it, and sunk down
into a small green pile of depression. Tailmon had watched for a few
moments, then as she heard the drip drip of tears falling into the
water, had hurried over as fast as her paws could carry her.
"Palmon?" Tailmon had touched her lightly, and the Child had only
pulled away, the tears coming faster now. "Palmon, you can talk to
me..."
The smaller Digimon had slowly lifted her head and looked at her,
sniffling a little. "Why would you want to talk to me? I'm a bad
Digimon!"
"Because of that little thing with Mimi?" Tailmon had snorted.
"Believe me, Palmon, that's nothing. You didn't your friend to go. I
know how that feels. You're not a bad Digimon...you just really care
about her."
Palmon had sniffled more, staring at her as if it had just really hit
her that Tailmon had lost her best friend: with no chance of ever
getting him back. At least Mimi could return to the Digital World,
someday. Gennai had told the eight of them that there was a good
chance if they were ever needed again, the gates would reopen, and
their friends would come back. It wasn't a certainty, but it was a
chance. Not only that, but she still had all the other Digimon, that
she'd known since she was hatched. Tailmon had only been their friend
for the last few weeks.
Tailmon had looked her right in the eyes. "You're not a bad Digimon. I
was a bad Digimon, so I'd know if you were. Cheer up. Mimi wouldn't
want you to be sad, would she?"
"I...I guess not." Palmon had sat back slowly, trying to adjust to
this new situation. Tailmon had watched her, and a part of her she'd
thought she'd put to sleep a long time ago had begun to wake up.
Being in the service of Vamdemon didn't mean you couldn't fall in
love. It was best not to, since he wouldn't hesitate to use any
emotion he could against you, so Tailmon had buried the part of her
that was able to love another Digimon. Her friendship with Wizarmon
had been the only outlet of emotion she'd really let herself have, and
that had devastated her when he'd been killed. She'd sworn in that
moment to never let anyone she cared about slip away again, especially
without telling them how she really felt. Wizarmon had only heard
about how much she treasured their friendship when it came down to the
last moments...she wouldn't let that happen now.
She had never kissed anyone before, or let them kiss her. But now, it
seemed the most natural thing in the world to lean over and brush her
very first kiss, so tender and hesitant, and yet so right all in the
same moment, across Palmon's lips. For the briefest of moments they
had been frozen in tableau, blue eyes staring into green. They could
have moved apart...but neither had wanted to.
Instead, the kiss had been deepened and richened, each holding onto
the other as if they never wanted to let go. In some ways...they never
did.
That had been the beginning of it all. They'd stuck by each other as
often as they could during the next three years. The other Digimon had
suspected something was up between them, but they quickly got the idea
that whatever it was, it was something neither of the two of them
wanted to discuss in public as of yet. Tailmon and Palmon both wanted
time to explore this new relationship.
And explore it they had. They had trekked over every inch of File
Island, Palmon showing her new girlfriendmon all the sights, from the
Village of Beginnings to Toy Town, where she had become Togemon for
the first time. Monzaemon had been there, and they had had a great
time playing with the toys and laughing inside of his heart bubbles.
They'd trekked to the top of Infinity Mountain, and looked out over
the whole island. It wasn't a very big island, but it was their
island, to protect and guard forever.
"Angewomon?" Lillymon's voice called her out of her memories. "We
aren't going to be here forever, you know. Mimi and I have to leave in
the morning."
The angel smiled softly at her beautiful lover, pulling her into a
warm hug, brushing her lips across Lillymon's, and remembering that oh
so perfect first kiss. She had no explanation for how she felt. She
just knew that it was what she wanted, and she wasn't going to ever
let it get away from her. "I know, Lillymon. I was just thinking about
how we got together."
The fairy smiled lightly. "That turned out to be one of the best
nights of my life. I'm glad you were there for me...for a lot of
reasons."
"If you start saying I light up your life, I promise to whack you
one," Angewomon playfully threatened, lifting one fist. Lillymon
caught it in her hand and pulled it closer, her tongue flicking out to
caress the gloved fingers.
"This can be a weapon of destruction of evil," She murmured softly,
looking up into Angewomon's eyes, her other hand reaching out to play
with the angel's long golden hair. "Or it can bring the greatest joy
I've ever experienced in my life. You're the only one for me, my
beautiful angel of Light."
Angewomon quivered at the feelings that Lillymon was producing in her.
They had made love on countless occasions, but each time was like the
first time all over again. "Oh, my love..." She was absolutely
breathless, and Lillymon was breathtaking. All the darkness she'd ever
suffered in her life, all the sorrow and grief and pain and torture,
all of it was worth it if it had brought her to this one single
moment, when Lillymon was in her arms and all was right in the world.
Together they sank down into the warm embrace of love, reveling in the
fact they were together and in love. They had no need to fear anything
or anyone in this sweet night, redolent with the fragrances of a
thousand flowers of the Digital Variety. No one would harm two
Perfection levels, especially an Angewomon and a Lillymon together. In
a far cry from the concealment of their relationship in it's infancy,
now the word of their love had spread all over the Digital World. Some
had reacted with shock, others with envy that they were no longer on
the market, so to speak. Digimon very rarely bred with one another,
and female Digimon were in and of themselves so rare, so it was rather
unusual when one specifically paired off, and for that one to do so
with another female was doubly cause for shock. No one was going to
try to claim that they couldn't be together, not if they valued their
heads, but they had heard rumors about how completely unfair it was
that the two most beautiful girlmon in all the Digital World were so
totally wrapped up in each other.
The night passed by far too swiftly, as nights will do when you are
enjoying yourself and really don't want them to. The two of them
joined together as often and as creatively as they could, wanting to
remember this experience for as long as they could. They knew that all
too soon, it would end.
Despite their best wishing, the eastern sky began to redden with dawn
far too soon. A light wind sprang up, flavored with the scents of
morning, and the sounds of various Digimon shuffling about and
beginning their day. Angewomon sighed deeply. "Sunrise'll be soon."
"I know." Lillymon leaned her head on Angewomon's chest. "Too soon."
Angewomon snuggled around her, her wings forming a protective shield
between them and the world. "We don't have to go just yet. There's
still time. Not much, but some."
"I know." The Fairy of Purity smiled softly, her fingers tracing
designs on Angewomon's stomach. "Sometimes I think this is the
sweetest part of our visits. Just before we have to leave each other."
The Angel of Light smiled a touch as well. "I heard some writer on
Earth once said Parting is such sweet sorrow. Is that what you mean?"
"Exactly." Lillymon's eyes danced a little. "Though I think the very
best part of our visits is seeing you again." She nestled her head
closer and sighed. "One day we'll never be apart, Tenshi-koi."
Angewomon smiled; she loved Lillymon's pet name for her. It was a lot
easier to wrap one's lips and tongue around than 'Angewo-chan' or
something of that nature. And since tenshi meant angel in Japanese, it
was just so perfect. "I can hardly wait, Yuri-koi." She smiled to
herself. Just as tenshi meant angel, yuri meant lily. And any fool
would know that 'koi' meant they were lovers.
They nuzzled a little closer, hoping against hope to make the day wait
a little longer, so they could stay just a few extra moments, and
dream of the day to come when the lily and the angel would always be
together.
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Note: If you didn't catch it, then tenshi is angel and yuri is lily.
So, the title translates into Angel and Lily. Got it? Good.
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