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Fandom: Digimon Adventure 02
Title: Right Words
Characters: Ken
Word Count: 198||Status: One-shot
Genre: Friendship||Rated: G
Challenge: Written for the 2014 Advent Calendar Challenge, bonus prompt 'gratitude'; Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, section A, #49, drabble between 151-200 words
Summary: [one-shot, Advent Challenge, bonus, & Diversity Writing Challenge] Ken wants to find the right words to say thank you to all of them, but nothing feels right at all.
Ken wanted to find a way to say thank you. He wanted to tell them all how much their friendship meant to him. Even before his brother's death and before he'd become the Digimon Kaiser, he'd never had friends like them. Everyone had wanted to know Osamu, the genius, the shining star, the one meant for a glorious destiny.
They'd wanted to know Ken afterward, as he began to glow on his own, but that hadn't been him, and now that he was himself, not so many people wanted to hang out with him.
Except for them. Daisuke, Miyako, Iori, Takeru, Hikari. Even the older Chosen wanted to visit. It wasn't as if what he'd done didn't matter. None of them could forget it. It was more like they all forgave him and wanted to help him to do better.
And he wanted to tell them thank you. He wanted to do something for them, and yet nothing he thought of seemed good enough. The words sounded hollow. The actions felt fake.
When he brought this up to Daisuke, the redhead only swatted him on the shoulder and told him none of it was necessary. They already knew.
The End