So Mimi's found Joe and Izzy, and Matt's taken one in the gut for the sake of friendship. Can they ever reform as a whole and *stay* that way??
A.S.D.A

Reunions and Revelations

by Nefertanya dragongurl Ahhotep

Tentomon landed heavily on a tree branch. He'd been volunteered to be an aerial lookout for the others, and now, after an hour of eyestrain, he was hungry and tired.

"Oh!!" A sudden flash had broken through his pity party of one. He soared up, and was overjoyed at what he saw.

"That way! That way!" He buzzed eagerly upon his descent.

"You found them! Good job, buddy!" Izzy stood from the makeshift game of checkers he was currently playing with Serenamon.

"But we haven't finished playing!" she objected. Izzy looked back down at her with mild confusion, then smiled.

"Well then, I'll owe you one." he quipped as he offered his hand, which she politely waved away.

"Thank ye, but I'm not in the mood to get shocked again."

The computer genius blushed as everyone but Mimi and Palmon laughed. But then, they had yet to deal with Izzy's electrifying touch.

"Hey! I wonder if it's Sora!" Mimi squealed suddenly.

"I thought I saw her, but they were still to far away for me to be sure."

That's all the fashion plate needed to hear. "Great! She still owes me a lipstick!" She ran in the general direction Tentomon had pointed, ignoring the cries and protests of her digimon and Joe.

"Oh, Mimi!" Palmon huffed as her ward slipped out of sight.

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After a rather lengthy explanation to Sora, the two digi-destined leaders were again walking side-by-side. This time, the mood was considerably lighter.

"Can we *please* just rest for one tiny little minute?" Kari pleaded for the forty-seventh time. Her ankle was really starting to hurt, and she had a cramp in her arm where it was slung over TK.

"You're beginning to sound like Mimi, Kari." TK laughed as he slipped her onto a mossy boulder.

"And what's so bad about that?!"

Even the boulder seemed to jump a mile at the sharp voice. Mimi stood before them all, hands on her hips, smirking at them all.

"M-Mimi...?" Sora croaked tearfully. The other woman nodded, brown eyes puppy-dog wide and wobbly. For several silent seconds, they regarded each other, ages of emotion charging the air. Then, with a sudden piercing shriek that would rouse Beethoven from the grave, the bearers of Love and Sincerity rushed each other.

`Still squealing, they bounced in a circle, hands clasped tight. And that's how they were when the rest of the gang arrived.

"Joe! Izzy! Glad you guys could make it!" Tai joked in a falsetto, shouting to be heard over the girls as he flounced over in a bad imitation of the two.

"Wasn't *too* hard- all we had to do was follow the screams of the banshees here." Joe jerked his head in the girls' direction, who were now trying simultaneously trying to fill in the other on what had happened.

Finally out of breath, the girls sheepishly began to acknowledge the rest of their friends. Mimi giddily hugged each and everyone of them. Then it was Matt's turn...

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She had never looked more beautiful, he decided. Joy seemed to radiate from her, making her somehow brighter that Kari had ever been. He'd watched, thunderstruck, as she glomped everybody, love and affection in every molecule around her and that person. Then, all too suddenly, she was facing him!

"Matt...."

"Uh. Hey." he nodded, his body trying to go back to his old too-cool-for-mere-words stance, but it was hard to do with his knees suddenly composed of jelly. He'd thought he was long over his childhood crush-apparently he thought wrong.

"Hi." she whispered shyly back. Awkwardly, hesitantly, she stepped over to him, and gave a timid hug, which he awkwardly returned.

Palmon giggled. she hadn't been friends *this* long with Mimi without learning the term 'hottie', and Matt definitely fit the bill. His faded jeans were snug, but not tight. They looked like they merely grew there. In fact, they were actually a birthday gift to Matt from Mimi herself. Whatever else was in his wardrobe, nothing felt as comfortable to him as those jeans. A green hooded sweatshirt, sans sleeves, brought out the blue of his eyes, as well as accentuating the build of his arms.

Only one accessory would have made his outfit perfect, the orchid thought miserably....

"Palmon?"

"Hi Matt!" Palmon squealed.

"Wow, I almost didn't recognize you. Looking good, girl!"

The flower blushed and ducked her head. "Thank you." She squeaked, pleased yet embarrassed. "So, um..." Palmon rocked on her heels, crossing her hands behind her slimmer waist, looking a little *too* casual. "...You alone?"

That's when it hit Matt like a ton of bricks. Why hadn't he realized it earlier?! It all made sense-Palmon's odd excuse to change seats, Gabumon's confused, stilted conversations.

<"I'll be damned.">he smirked.

"Hey, yeah, where is Gabumon, Matt?" Mimi questioned the blonde. "Is he off looking for firewood or something?"

"Um, well, no." With that, all the digimon began to chatter at once.

"He's really not here?"

"That's so unlike him!"

"Why didn't he come?"

"Don't know. Maybe he's hurt, or sick?"

Butterflies crashed and died inside Palmon's stomach. Gabumon wasn't there. Was it her fault? Had she missed something in their last conversation?

"I remember him saying he was going on some type of quest." Gatomon announced thoughtfully.

"What type of quest? Where?" Matt demanded.

"I don't know. He never said." the white cat replied apologetically. "Palmon, I think you were the last to talk to him. Did he tell you anything?"

"No!" Palmon quickly responded. "Why would he tell *me*?" <"It's not like I'm his girlfriend or anything."> she thought bitterly.

"Are you sure he didn't let something slip? Some clue?" Matt pleaded, getting on his knees to look at the girls on their level. They opened their mouths to respond negatively, but instead screamed as a large white and yellow blur knocked Matt several feet into the dirt on his side.

"MATT!!"

The blonde groaned a bit breathlessly under the heavy weight. <"Hey, wait a second...!">

"Gabumon?"

Two copper-red eyes beamed down at him. "Yup, that's me!" he giggled in his deep voice.

"Where the *HELL* have you been?!" the human scolded as he ferociously hugged the prodigal 'mon. "Do you have any idea of how much I missed you?"

"I'll bet it was only half as much as I missed you!" the wolf-lizard teased.

"Gabumon?"

"TK?" For once, he was glad the younger blonde interrupted, noting with a pleasant surprise how strong the boy had grown. They both had, actually. He guessed that meant he had raised them well!

Patamon and the girls hugged him too, although with slightly less enthusiasm than Matt had shown. Soon the air was filled with excited chatter as everyone began to catch up. That is, until...

"What the hell happened to you?!"

"Agumon!" the wolf-lizard chastised. True, he hadn't said anything *too* bad, but Gabumon still regarded Patamon as an innocent, and there were ladies present!

"I mean, jeeze! Look at you!' he gesticulated his arms in emphasis.

"I just got a little bigger. I told you I would." Gabumon replied, a bit hurt.

"You didn't say you'd get *huge*!"

Two by two, fifteen pairs of eyes widened to take in Gabumon, much to the digimon's consternation. Minus the horn, Gabumon stood only an inch or two smaller than Agumon. But what he lacked in height he made up for in girth.

Not to say he was fat. While yes, he still had his familiar potbelly, it was not as pronounced as when he was younger. The rest of him appeared to be pure, thick muscle. His spiky tail flexed back and forth as sinuously as Gatomon's. Even his fur appeared to be sleeker and fuller.

Blushing furiously, Palmon decided she liked what she saw. Really liked. Really, really, *really* liked!

Gabumon shifted uncomfortably. His kind never liked to be the center of attention, and Gabumon was no exception. He didn't see what the big deal was. Biyomon's feathers were longer, Patamon's wings were stronger. Gatomon didn't appear quite so kittenish, and Palmon...

Whoa...

Since they were all too busy staring at him anyways, Gabumon made another slow pan over Palmon's body. Her roots and legs looked longer and well-toned. Her body sported a more feminine shape that reminded him of her 'Palla' days. The petals that made up her hair were fuller and longer, dangling seductively in front of the warm emerald eyes he remembered so well.

Gods, he hadn't realized how deeply he *missed* her! Memories and emotions flooded him, and he barely felt capable of restraining himself from sobbing at her feet.

<"I wonder why she's blushing?">



Ack, I can just *hear* Miyo screaming! lol! Gabumon's back, but where has he been? Will we find out next week? Probably. And Devidramon, how'd u know there'd be hints of Yami in here? :D



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