Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Jeri's Very Interesting Week ❯ Clueless Cupid ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Note: I came up with this idea for a fic, but there is a lil' problem.
I can't of why Jeri would be this darn SAD. So you can imagine a
reason. Maybe she lost her lil' sock puppet friend (you'll notice it's
not in the story). Maybe she misses Calamon. Maybe someone important
in her life died. Totally up to the reader. Anyhow, enjoy.

Summary: Guilomon turns matchmaker...although he doesn't KNOW that he
has.

Clueless Cupid

It was late, she realized. Too late to be walking the streets.

The street lamps had been on for hours now, drawing moths as well as
thieves to her pale light. For moths, well, they just liked the
lights. For thieves, it was a perfect place to get a better look at
their prey.

Not that she was concerned about moths or thieves bothering her at the
moment. She was just...sad.

It was raining now, blending in perfectly with her tears, but not so
well with her clothes, which were soaked.

She wasn't really paying attention to where she was going. And then,
for no reason at all, she stopped and looked around.

She was standing in front a gate. It seemed familiar, somehow. She
pushed it open with one trembling hand, wincing as it squeaked and
wailed in protest.

She continued into...what was it, a cave? She hadn't been paying that
much attention, but it was getting darker as she moved on.

And then she saw them.

The eyes.

They were yellow, framed perfectly by the darkness. They almost seemed
to glow.

She gasped, taking a few cautious steps backward.

The eyes came closer, and a familiar voice said, "I know you."

She blinked, trying to remember who he was. He seemed to be doing the
same as his gaze traveled over her damp face, past her soaked clothes,
and down to her soggy shoes.

After a long moment, the eyes came closer, and she could see that were
attached to a red and black reptilian head, with two little wings on
the top of it.

"I know you," he repeated, his yellow eyes wide, as if conveying his
innocence. "You were here with Takatomon. You're..." He paused,
squinting in thought. "Jerimon!"

She smiled a bit, reaching up to pat his snout. "Hi, Guilomon," she
whispered.

He came closer, pressing his snout against her cheek. Then he drew
back, surprised to find it damp. "Jerimon, you're wet," he pointed
out.

She nodded. "Yes. I was...walking, and..." She trailed off, uncertain
of what to say.

Guilomon tilted his head a bit as her eyes watered and tears spilled
down her cheeks. "Jerimon, you're going to get wet again," he warned.
"You might get sick."

"I...I..." She covered her face with her hands and fell to her knees.
"I just don't understand why!" she sobbed.

"Jerimon..." Guilomon came closer, gently pressing his snout into her
brown hair. It smelled like rain and peaches.

She threw her arms around his neck, still sobbing.

Guilomon carefully picked her up and moved further into the darkness.
"Don't cry, Jerimon. You can stay here with me until you feel better."
He set her down on her feet, then flopped onto the ground and closed
his eyes.

She carefully sat down beside him. They floor was actually quite soft,
covered in something warm. Blankets, she realized, running her hand
over them. "This must be where he was sitting. And I woke him up..."

Guilomon began to snore lightly.

She laid down, resting her back against his warm belly. A red and
black arm was thrown over her, almost protectively, and she smiled,
running her fingers along it in slow circles. Soon both of them were
asleep.

* * * * *

Takato adjusted the backpack on his shoulders as he slipped inside the
gate, which was slightly open. It wasn't big enough for Guilomon to
slip through, so he wasn't too worried.

He was a little shocked to find Jeri, though, sleeping next to
Guilomon with a peaceful look on her face. Then he smiled.

Carefully, so as not to wake them, he pulled an extra blanket from the
wall and draped it over them both.

Jeri's eyes drifted open. "Ta...Takato?" she breathed.

He froze. "Jeri?"

"Thank you," she murmured.

He smiled. "You're welcome. I'll leave you two alone and-"

"No," she whispered, catching his hand before he could move away.
"Stay with me. Please?"

He blinked in surprise. "What?"

"Stay? Please..." Her eyes closed, and she went back to sleep.

Takato stared at her for a long moment, then ran his free hand through
her hair, brushing it away from her face. "Goodnight, Jeri."

* * * * *

She groaned softly and slowly opened her eyes. Then sun was up now,
she could see.

A loud snore assaulted her ears, and she relaxed, realizing it was
only Guilomon.

Then she saw...him.

Takato was lying beside her, a content look on his face. Even in
sleep, his hand still held hers.

She smiled and scooted closer, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

His eyes snapped open. "Jeri?"

"Morning, Takato." She batted her eyelashes. "So is this how you tell
a girl how you feel?" she asked, indicated their hands.

Takato's eyes widened. "But...you...I mean...we didn't..."

She giggled and squeezed his hands again. "Thank you for staying with
me."

"Oh. No problem," he said slowly.

"Well, I better get home. My parents will be worried." She let go of
his hand and stood up.

"That's a good idea," he said, standing with her.

She reached down to pat Guilomon's head. "Bye, Guilomon!"

A snore was his reply.

She turned back to Takato. "Oh, I almost forgot!"

"Huh? Forgot what?"

She came closer and briefly pressed her lips to the corner of his
mouth. "Happy Valentine's Day, Takato!"

He turned bright and pressed a hand to his mouth. "Jeri..."

She smiled brightly at him them skipped away. "Bye, guys!"

Guilomon grunted and sat up. "What is Valentine's Day, Takatomon?"

There was a blank look on Takato's face as he stared after Jeri. "A
day when you tell someone you love them, I guess."

"Is that what Jerimon told you?"

Takato shrugged. "In a way, but..."

"What's wrong, Takatomon?" Guilomon asked.

"Well, it's just that Valentine's Day isn't for three more months."
Then he smiled and shook his head. "Same old Jeri." Although his smile
was considerably larger than usual.

The End.