Eheheh. I’m eeeevil. I _still_ don’t tell you who Takeru was in love with! ^_^ Peace! Oh, if you really want to know, there _are_ enough hints to figure it out. ^^;

“Takeru, gomen ne,” Hikari whispered.
“You’re sorry? It’s your fault I’m dead and you’re sorry???”
“I am! Believe me! I was…not in my right mind when I killed myself-”
He turned away. “Hikari, don’t you know anything about love??? If you really loved me, you should have been happy that I was happy, not out to get revenge on me!”
“Hey,” a voice said, interrupting them.
Hikari looked puzzled. “That sounded like-”
“Wizardmon,” said digimon said, popping into existence. “Nice to see you two again.”
They both just stared at him. “What, have I grown another head? I _am_ dead, you know.”
“…Why are you here?” Takeru asked after a moment.
“Well, the powers that decide these things think that you two really need to reconcile your problems. They also happen to be awfully good at making up punishments and the like.”
“What?! I haven’t done anything wrong!” Takeru protested.
“You killed yourself,” Wizardmon said, eyeing him.
“Fine,” Takeru said pouting. “But why do I get the feeling I’m not going to like what’s going to happen?”
“You probably aren’t going to.”
“What?” Hikari asked, tired of beating around in a bush.
“You two are going to be the guardian angel of your friends.”
“Uh…you mean angels,” Hikari said.
“That doesn’t sound too bad,” Takeru said.
“No, I mean angel.” Wizardmon said. “You’ll be sharing the same body so you’ll have to work out your problems sooner or later.”
The both just blinked at him. “You’re kidding, right?”