06-12-2006, 07:32 AM
Title: Twinkle twinkle
Series Adventure 02
Characters: Patamon, Tailmon
Pairing: PataTail
Rating: There's a "damn", but it's otherwise G
Warning: Sweeter and fluffier than a baby panda wrapped in candy floss.
Word count: 251
There we are, sitting again on a railing and watching the sunset slowly turn into dusk. We don't speak. We don't need to, sitting side by side like that. We're waiting for the first star. Patamon always wins at finding it first. And still it shouldn't be that damn difficult; there's what, two of them that can be seen in Tokyo's night sky?
"You're the star in my night," he comments out of nowhere. So sweetly random. And yet so deep. That's Patamon for you. He's so different as Angemon that I barely recognize him, and still he can say such things in his child form. I sigh and inch closer to him. The purple streaks are slowly taking over the sea of blood red sky. "The sky looks like Elecmon's fur..." he continues. I can't stifle a giggle. That too is the carefree Patamon I love.
I keep looking for the star. I'd like to find it first just this one time. Then I see it. That glinting over there next to Tokyo Tower? It doesn't move or blink... "I got it!" I exclaim, pointing like a kitten excited over catnip. I can't believe this is making me act so foolish but I don't care anymore. Patamon looks at me with a smile and that glint in his eyes just tells me that he's spotted it a while ago.
I want to huff, but I can't stay mad at him for more than half a second. That's Patamon for you.
Title: Sometimes
Series Adventure 02
Characters: Oikawa
Rating: PG
Warning: Death
Word count: 100
Note: Wrote for a challenge: "Time"
Time is such a funny things. It is one of the few things you hate to have in excess when you have nothing to do, and yet you can never manage to have enough of it when you need to. Special moments will last forever, but still manage to end too soon. Sometimes time prances about like a deer on crack. Other times it slows down to a sluggish crawl
And when you can't do anything but watch as a man standing on the edge of his dreams disintegrates away, time stands still and leaves you in a frozen wasteland.
Series Adventure 02
Characters: Patamon, Tailmon
Pairing: PataTail
Rating: There's a "damn", but it's otherwise G
Warning: Sweeter and fluffier than a baby panda wrapped in candy floss.
Word count: 251
There we are, sitting again on a railing and watching the sunset slowly turn into dusk. We don't speak. We don't need to, sitting side by side like that. We're waiting for the first star. Patamon always wins at finding it first. And still it shouldn't be that damn difficult; there's what, two of them that can be seen in Tokyo's night sky?
"You're the star in my night," he comments out of nowhere. So sweetly random. And yet so deep. That's Patamon for you. He's so different as Angemon that I barely recognize him, and still he can say such things in his child form. I sigh and inch closer to him. The purple streaks are slowly taking over the sea of blood red sky. "The sky looks like Elecmon's fur..." he continues. I can't stifle a giggle. That too is the carefree Patamon I love.
I keep looking for the star. I'd like to find it first just this one time. Then I see it. That glinting over there next to Tokyo Tower? It doesn't move or blink... "I got it!" I exclaim, pointing like a kitten excited over catnip. I can't believe this is making me act so foolish but I don't care anymore. Patamon looks at me with a smile and that glint in his eyes just tells me that he's spotted it a while ago.
I want to huff, but I can't stay mad at him for more than half a second. That's Patamon for you.
Title: Sometimes
Series Adventure 02
Characters: Oikawa
Rating: PG
Warning: Death
Word count: 100
Note: Wrote for a challenge: "Time"
Time is such a funny things. It is one of the few things you hate to have in excess when you have nothing to do, and yet you can never manage to have enough of it when you need to. Special moments will last forever, but still manage to end too soon. Sometimes time prances about like a deer on crack. Other times it slows down to a sluggish crawl
And when you can't do anything but watch as a man standing on the edge of his dreams disintegrates away, time stands still and leaves you in a frozen wasteland.