In the life of Beelzemon 6

Chapter 6

"Beelzemon!" Jeri yelled to him. The digimon turned to them with eyes tightly closed as he began his blind journey towards them.

Marine Angemon floated toward the biomerged mega, "I think my foot is broken," she told clutching the limb tightly in her hand. The small angel digimon nodded, little bubble hearts flew from its mouth followed by a brightness around the mega.

"Phew," Marine Angemon exhaled as it swayed from side to side in the air.

"You're welcome," Kenta translated for the girls.

The biomerged mega shut her eyes, a glow blinding their teammates momentarily before the light faded leaving two where one once sat. The digimon's ice blue eyes settled on hunched over male. "Something's wrong with him."

Jeri nodded, "but I can't tell from here." Beelzemon paused in his limping his body curving in on itself without his wishes. The struggle was obvious from where she said, with a faint pain from her throbbing ankle. The need to see him was overpowering.

She stood ignoring the protest of her ankle as she herself struggled with the task of walking without a limp. "Beelzemon," her normal cool tone held warmth. She could have reached him if the fall wasn't so unexpected. The taller digimon sank to his knees as his strength failed him.

"Go away"

He was ashamed. Renamon could see that, he always thought of himself as so very strong. A macho-man as Rika would say. She couldn't help but let out a small smile. A smirk really. She placed a paw on his leg. "What's wrong?" She had to start with something. Something, anything to help.

Blood red eyes stared up at her.

He cupped his hand into the fur on her cheek, "how did cha' like that kiss?" he drawled his head tipping to the left.

[i]"His eyes may be blood red but his heart hasn't taken to the blood lust,"[/i] a smile pulled at her smirking lips, [i]"he's unchanged." [/i]

His eyes fluttered, closed to open, as he fought to remain observant. "It was," she paused when she noticed the change of colour, "you're eyes are back to green."

He groaned, "Seems so," before they rolled back into his skull as his form fell boneless into her lap.

Renamon brushed her paw along his slacked jaw, admiring the feel of him under his paw. It was times like these when she dreamed of her mega form, without Rika present, so she could feel the touch of his skin without being covered in fur. To kiss him without the awkward angling. To mate like humans did. To understand the feeling that she had overheard so often that it would send her into a fit of jealously.

But she was a Digimon and Digimon's did not breed like the creatures of Earth. Like many times as of late Renamon found herself feeling that same very emotion… she found herself envious of this plane and these creatures as she rubbed the skin of Beelzemon's face with her paw.

Green eyes fluttered open and a groan erupted from his throat as he clutched his pulsing temples. "Fuck it feels like I got hit by a goddamn train," he hissed burring his head further into the pillows. Green eyes opened again in shock as he jolted into a sitting position, eyes raking the room. There was a picture just out of his reach; it was of all of them. All Digimon and their tamers. Beaming widely at him. It was weird to see him with such a large grin on his face, didn't even look like him.

"You're awake."

Beelzemon's eyes snapped to the new figure in the room, heart beating wildly in his ears from the fright. "How long was I out for?" he questioned the Vixen. His eyes found hers before turning his attention to something else. He could feel the heat traveling up his spine to his neck. She knew his feels for her and… he had no idea how she felt about him.

"A day. Ai and Mako left a few hours ago for school, other than that they've been under this roof wondering when you would open your eyes. Cute really," Renamon paused as she sat by his feet her eyes settling on his, "how those kids love you and how you love them. Makes me wonder what you'd be like as a human with children."

Beelzemon smirked, "I'll most likely spoil them rotten. But if I were human and had children I would hope that their mother makes sure that they grow up right. 'Cause I ain't the smartest nor am I the nicest of… people… so I would hope that their mother would teach them how to be kind."

The golden fox smirked, "I think their father is being too hard on himself. I think both the Mother and Father would teach them how to be kind and loving." Renamon's paw cupped his face, "you had me worried back there," her voice reminding him of the softest of silks. Not like he even knew what that felt like, but just listening to her voice… it must be pretty damn smooth… and soft… and damn fine.

"S'rry," his voice rough in comparison, making him cringe. Closing his eyes and leaning into her touch he allowed himself to dream of a heart wrenching future where they were actually able to breed and have little digi-children of their own. And that's all it was… a dream. A cry of hope for some kind of loop hole. Anything. Everything. "I really am," he breathed, to either himself or her the two did not know.