The only Yamara I've ever written... tho' there might be sequels.

"All Through the Night"
by Betsy
A Yamara songfic, set a bit after the Etemon battle and Tai's disappearance.
Matt and Sora are trying to get TK to go to sleep.


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Disclaimer: If I owned Digimon, Davis would not exist. However, as you’ve probably noticed whenever you see that zit on the face of the cast “leading” the group, he does exist. And I don’t own Digimon. “All Through the Night” is probably public-domain by now.


A girl with red-blonde hair sat on a desert plain, softly singing a lullaby to the blonde-haired little boy whose head was on her lap.

Sleep, my child and peace attend thee
All through the night

“Go to sleep, TK. Even if Tai is gone, we can still stay together. Nothing will happen to hurt us. Etemon’s dead, isn’t he?”

Guardian angels God will send thee
All through the night

“We’re here to protect you, all of us. And if you get in big trouble, Angemon will surely come back. You’ll be fine.”

Soft, the drowsy hours are creeping
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping
I my loving vigil keeping
All through the night

“After all, TK, it’s getting late. You’re only seven. I’ll watch over you. You’re too young to worry about these things. Just sleep. See? Everyone else is.”
“Not you or Matt.”
“No. Matt has watch duty and I can’t sleep until you do.”

While the moon its watch is keeping
All through the night

“Nothing will sneak up on us. There isn’t any way for something to do so. The moon is so bright that we can see for miles.”

While the weary world is sleeping
All through the night

“And most Digimon, including the evil ones, are asleep now anyway. They won’t try to hurt us.”

O’er thy spirit gently stealing
Visions of delight revealing
Breathes a pure and holy feeling
All through the night

“Go to sleep, TK. I can tell how tired you are. Sleep well, be rested. Morning will come soon enough, I promise you that.” And she reprised the first verse of the song, joined by another blond-haired boy, the brother of the little one.

Sleep, my child and peace attend thee
All through the night
Guardian angels God will send thee
All through the night
Soft, the drowsy hours are creeping
Hill and vale in slumber sleeping
I my loving vigil keeping
All through the night

“I think he’s finally fallen asleep, Sora.”
“Probably it was your singing that did the trick, Matt.”
“But you thought of singing a lullaby. I’m glad you did.” Because your beauty really shines through most this way. Sora, you were meant to be a mother, with the tender care you lavish upon us all, but especially TK. Is that why you were given the Crest of Love? “My voice is so bad that it probably kept him up. Your joining the song did it. I’m glad you did.” Because your voice is so beautiful, Matt. Why do you hide it behind your harmonica so much? You play that well, of course, but why are you so often off playing alone? You bear Friendship, Matt, so why are you so resistant to making friends?
“That’s not true! You have a good voice, Sora.”
“Why so vehement?” They looked at each other, curiously, embarrassedly, openly.

While the moon her watch is keeping
All through the night
While the weary world is sleeping
All through the night

Then they looked at everyone else, to see if the main group had been awakened by their outburst. But all were still fast asleep. The only things watching were the moon and stars that stared down fron the Digiworld skies.
“Because I care too much about you to let you insult yourself that way.”
“Care?” Can it be that Matt’s finally opening that hard shell?
“Yes. As bearer of Friendship, of course I care about others.” Man, that sounded so cold. That can’t be right.

O’er thy spirit gently stealing

Then Matt had a funny glimmering of some... strange... emotion.

Visions of delight revealing

Under its influence, he leaned over towards Sora and kissed her. And she kissed back.

Breathes a pure and holy feeling

Then Matt realized exactly what Sora’s crest meant. He understood why. And she similarly understood his crest. They sat there together, under the stars,

All through the night.