Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon and would not want to... do
you know how many fanfic writers would mob me if I owned Digimon? I also do not own the Tattered Cover, which
is the best bookstore in
Colorado. Four levels of books and over
stuffed chairs. In reality they don't
have a store in Japan but for this story they do.
I don't know where this takes place in the series I think
sometime after the Digidestined learn that Ken is the Emperor, if you know
please tell me. This story just popped
out when I was daydreaming, I-I mean brainstorming during my Keyboarding
final. So if its bad don't flame me, it
was my subconscious's fault... honest.
The main ideas for
this fic came to me when I read Consort Chosen by Cynthia and Lady
Dragon. Which was a wonderful story and
if you like this story you should really read it. So if you read some things
that seem similar to that fic (like Davis wearing leather) you now know
why.
Please Read This:
I have a challenge. Write a Ken (the
nice him or the Emperor) x
Daisuke/Davis fic and have the first line be "It was
a dark and stormy night..."
Storm's Cry
It was a dark and stormy night. Lightning danced across the sky to give a white hot kiss to the
land while tears of rain flowed down to cool the hot ache the lightning left
behind, and thunder roared protest at the lightning's frivolous ways.
Yet there was one place that the lighting dared not dance
even in its shadow, where the rain slid uselessly down indifferent walls, and
even the thunder's roar was reduced to near silent mumbling: a dark, brooding
flying fortress.
The fortress was filled with dark hallways, locked doors,
and the dank cells used to hold the Digimon slaves. One door was unlocked though: the door that led to the source of
the darkness. That room belonged to the
Digimon Emperor.
Within the Digimon Emperor's room was a sharp contrast to
the wild storm that covered the land he hungered and craved to rule. The large chamber was lightly decked with
lit candles, their ambient light blending with the rising sent of lavender and
lilac incense to produce a sleepy, almost lazy atmosphere. A small fountain bubbled gently in one
corner, adding its peaceful music to the rain that was just a faint whisper,
and dominating the center of the room was a large rectangular bed with a black
velvet comforter and dark purple silk sheets.
In the candlelight everything had a gentle, warm glow and a feeling of
sanctuary pervaded, shielding all who designed to sleep there from the evil
that was sunk deeply into every last pebble of the fortress. In the center of the bed lay two lovers as
entangled in each other as their hearts were in bliss.
Ken nuzzled into the velvety skin of the person sleeping
next to him and breathed in his lover's soft scent. He stretched languidly.
He was unbelievably happy, but he felt a nagging at the back of his head
telling him that something was missing.
A banging interrupted his nice dream, but it soon passed.
Ken slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at the person
he that was sleeping curled up on his chest.
He ran his eyes possessively over cheekbones, closed brown eyes, and
disheveled red brown hair. Yes, this
was happiness, the knowledge that Daisuke was truly his. He knew he would never be able to live
without this piece of himself. He
carefully parted his lips and started to speak the three words that would
hopefully bond the two of them together for life.
"I lo..." started Ken as Daisuke opened his gentle brown
eyes and smiled up at him. It was such
a beautiful smile that Ken nearly melted right then and there.
The banging interrupted again and after it passed a violent
shaking that made the door fly open with a loud crash. With a horrific shriek of victory the evil
that was imbedded into every last stone of the fortress flooded in, a cold
bitter wind that shattered his peaceful sanctuary into colorful shards of
crystal that glinted in the dying light of the candle flame that wavered vainly
and then died in the cruel unforgiving wind.
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Ken sat up with a start blinking in confusion. He was sitting alone in his bed that resided
in the real world. His father had been
the one shaking him. The young dictator
shook his dream away slowly, still treasuring the feeling of another in his
arms. It was Saturday and a quick
glance at the alarm clock told him that is was around 9:30.
A storm that was still going on outside of his window had
caused a two day black out, and had stopped him from going to the digital
world. Unable to continue his conquest
of the other world he had decided to catch up on something just as important,
but had had little time for sleep.
Unfortunately it seemed as though his parents had other plans. Parents can be so cruel sometimes.
"Well, you're up," said his father in a voice that sounded
far too chirpy for so early in the morning. "Thought you would sleep all
day. You're usually up before we
are. Your mother and I have to go to
the store, we're running low on food, but we didn't want to leave you in the
apartment alone without power. So get
dressed, by the time you're finished breakfast should be done." With a quick
smile his dad left.
With a loud sigh Ken flopped back on to his bed, trying
unsuccessfully to reenter his dream. It
was the best one so far, except the end, it had been so vivid and he now knew
what had been missing... reality. It
wasn't real! Daisuke was not his lover,
but his enemy… the most handsome enemy he had ever met; with deep amber eyes,
soft red hair that just begged to be caressed, and…
Ken shook his head; he knew from experience that thoughts
like those could last for hours, and as much as he liked thinking about the
redheaded leader of the Digi-destined, he had other things to do, like getting
dressed. He had reserved the time right
before he fell asleep to think and brood over the Digi-destined leader. Then no one could see him and know he had a
very large weakness for the boy, and maybe hurt Daisuke to hurt him. Ken's eyes narrowed dangerously. His nightmares where always like that, his
love being hurt or killed because of the darkness that infested his soul. He vowed that he would personally torture to
death anyone who dared to hurt his secret love. The Digimon slaves quickly learned the punishment for harming the
boy and, as a result, had gotten very skilled in faking attacks aimed at
Daisuke, while the attacks aimed at the other digi-destined were very real and
very deadly.
Ken had come very close, on several occasions, to ordering a
full-scale attack on the girl named Hikari.
She hadn't hurt Daisuke physically (For if she had she would be dead
already), but hurt him time and time again mentally every instant she ignored him. What he would give just to receive one of
the looks Daisuke gave Hikari.
Why Daisuke stayed with the destined was a question Ken had
never answered. Most of the destined
ignored Daisuke and the others teased him for not fitting the mold that the
previous leader, Tai, had left behind.
They saw only a loud mouth kid with a very large ego. They could not see beneath the mask he wore,
but he could. He could because of all
the different masks he had to wear: one for the media, another for his parents,
one for his teachers and classmates, and another for the Digital World. The Kaizer had worn these masks so often and
for so long that he forgotten what the person beneath was like and did not
remember who the real Ken was until he first saw Daisuke - the real Daisuke not
the mask, he met him when they were face to face for the first time. The boy he saw under the mask was gentle,
kind, forgiving, and had a loyalty that would put Wormmon to shame. Surprisingly the boy he saw had little to no
ego and every snide remark his "friends" aimed at him reduced it even
more.
They did not deserve him.
If he had the chance, he would show Daisuke what real friends are like;
he would not ignore him or put him down.
He would treat him like he should be treated, with kindness, respect...
and maybe even the love, if he was willing, he deserved. He could even help him with his grades. Some research he had done on Daisuke when he
realized his fascination with the boy had proven that he got bad grades, not
because of stupidity, but because he had no support at home. His sister was kind enough and turned into a
vengeful spirit, that even he would be afraid of, if someone hurt her little
brother, but there was little she could do about how their parents ignored him
and wished he had never been born. He
knew the pain and sorrow of having parents who did not care.
He shook his thoughts away and hopped out of bed and started
to dress in his normal gray uniform.
When he went to brush his sleep ruffled hair, his mind began wandering
again. Once more about Daisuke.
He had started having dreams about Daisuke, whom the other
destined called Davis (he didn't know why Daisuke was such a beautiful name)
after he first saw him in the Digital World.
At first he had been just a hazy shadow that appeared and then faded,
barely recognizable. At first he had
thought this was a warning and had tried to destroy him. Then, two weeks after his first dream the
hazy, figure snapped into sharp focus and refused to leave. Truly (much to his surprise) he didn't want
him to -- the dream world was the only place he could actually let his emotions
show without worry of Daisuke being harmed or maybe turning down his
heart. Ken's eyes glazed over briefly
in memory of that dream. The feeling of
Daisuke's hands on his chest and the boy's soft, breathless, moans of pleasure
as he withered beneath him were still fresh in his mind.
"Ken, breakfast!" shouted his mom; startling him so bad he
jumped.
Ken snapped out of his reverie and headed to the kitchen,
silently yelling at himself for letting his guard down. Yet the moment he sat the table his mind
once more drifted off.
He had yet to have such a, Ken blushed briefly (thankfully
his parents didn't notice, that would be all that he needed, his parents asking
why he was blushing at his eggs), physical dream as that dream had been. The one he had just had was by far the most
peaceful of all the dreams he had had so far, except the end which had been
caused by his father trying to wake him.
He wished he hadn't been woken up.
What had he been trying to say?
Oh yes, he knew. He had never
even thought those words before, let alone said them, not even to his parents.
A gentle voice broke through his dream filled haze. "Ken?"
His mother called.
"Huh? What?" Ken snapped out of it again
"I asked how school was going."
"Its fine." Ken said shortly. He ate the rest of his breakfast in silence, keeping his mind a
careful blank.
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Ken was as happy as he ever got in the real world. He had talked his parents into dropping him
off at the Tattered Cover, which was his favorite bookstore. He would much rather be here then food
shopping with his parents. Just the
thought made him frown. He liked this
store mostly because most of the customers where usually sitting in one of the
many available chairs and too absorbed in their reading to realize who he was.
Ken wandered to the back of the store where he could bury
himself in the short story fantasy books.
Nothing was better on a rainy day then losing yourself in a book. Ken picked a random book and started to walk
toward the chair in the corner where he usually sat. As he turned the corner he received a shock.
Sitting in his chair, bent over something in his lap, was
Daisuke.
Ken froze; the boy of his dreams was only a few feet away
from him. It was so tempting to just
walk up to him and kiss him. No, he
couldn't, Dai was his enemy, no matter how much he hated it.
Dai worked for the light that was trying so hard to defeat
him, he could never love one of evil no matter how much he wanted to wish it
could happen. What was that old
saying? Oh yes, like marries like. Dai was the sun, he the moon. The two never mixed, it could never
be…
It was then that it hit him, an idea so simple it astounded
him that he had not thought of it earlier.
All he had to do to be with the one who held his heart was to make Dai
shun the light and join the dark. After
all, the sun was a star and stars often appear with the moon.
The idea hit him so hard that he let out a small cry of
exclamation. The soft sound was enough
to alert Dai that someone was there and he looked up. With the speed that had earned him his nickname the Rocket, Ken
hid behind a bookcase and hoped that he had not been seen.
"Jun? Is that you?"
Ken shivered at the sound of his voice. No bird ever sang sweeter… the young tyrant
sighed and shook his head he could be poetic later.
"Did you call me pipsqueak?
Anyway can you come here for a moment?
I want you to see something."
Pipsqueak? How could
she call him that? Well, it was her
right as an older sister to call him by a nickname, but pipsqueak?
"But…"
"Oh leave it, I doubt anyone will steal it. Now come on. You'll be back soon enough any way."
"Whatever you say Jun."
Ken stood still, holding his breath as Dai rose from the
chair and walk off, leaving what he had been bent over behind in the
chair. Curiosity finally getting the
better of him he walked over to the chair to see what Daisuke had been doing
and the stared in shock.
It was a sketchbook.
He hadn't known Dai liked to draw.
After looking around for Dai or Jun and not seeing them, he picked up
the book and looked at the many pictures that it held. It was mostly full and each picture was so
realistic that Ken felt he could reach out and touch what each picture
held. His Dai-chan had a real
talent. Near the back of the book, the
third to last picture, shocked Ken so bad that he stared at it mouth ajar. It was of him. A picture of him, not the Emperor, but the real him. Why would Dai draw a picture of him? His heart whispered several possibilities,
but squashed them quickly. He could not
let himself get his hopes up.
"Jun, it sounds like it is a nice book, but you know me. I don't read sappy romance novels. Why don't you ask mom? She reads those."
His Dai was returning.
Carefully he put the book down and left. As much as he wanted to stay and look at Dai some more he had a
lot to think about and he thought better in Digital World.
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Ken was pacing up and down the halls of his fortress. A little while after returning home the
power had come back on and he had quickly entered the digital world. Some genius he was. He had jumped in so quickly that he hadn't
stopped to think that the power might, just might, go out again. He was now effectively stuck in the digital
world until the power went back on in the real world. Not that he minded being stuck in the digital world; he just
didn't want to have to worry about what to tell his parents if they found out
he was not in his room. Again the
thought of living permanently in the digital world popped into his head.
He shook the thought away with a sigh and continued his
pacing.
"Excuse me Master," said a voice behind him.
"What is it Wormmon?"
"Master, one of the Digidestined is in the digital world."
"Only one?" sneered Ken
"Yes. I checked,
just him and his Digimon. I believe he
is the one named Daisuke."
"D-D-Daisuke?!?!? He
is here? By himself?" Ken's heart
started doing back flips.
Ken turned and ran to his monitoring room. Wormmon watched him with a small
smiling. The boy, Daisuke, would make
his Ken kind again.
Ken skidded to a halt in front of the main screen. Displayed was an image of Motomiya Daisuke:
drenched as a drowned rat, pouting like a preschooler, glaring at thin air, and
an through it all still unbelievably cute Daisuke reclined against a rock and
sitting right next to him, and just as wet, was Veemon.
Ken put his hand on
the screen. "He's shivering. Wormmon, get an Airdramon ready!" Ken's eyes went back to the screen and he
noticed that Daisuke was talking. His
curiosity getting the better of him he turned up the volume on the monitor and
listened in.
"…pid, stupid T.E.!
'Come to the digital world' he said, its very important he said, 'I'll
meet you there' he said. I have been
stuck in this stupid rain for three hours and he has yet to show up! You know Veemon, sometimes I think you are
my only real friend."
Ken stared in disbelief at the screen for a moment then
smiled evilly. He couldn't believe it.
"I'll have to thank the Takeru boy for giving me the opening
that I have been hoping for. Right
after that though, I will have to kill him for leaving my Dai-chan to freeze in
the rain. My Dai-chan…" Ken smiled
again although this time it was a lot gentler "Yes, soon he will be my Dai-chan."
"Master, the Airdramon is ready and waiting."
"Meet me by the main gate in two minutes. I have a few things I need to grab."
"Yes Master."
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The Airdramon's wings neatly cut through the air above the
rain clouds and Ken was well on his way to Daisuke.
His plan to get the
younger boy on to his side was simple.
All he had to do was to make Dai realize that the other Digidestined
were not really his friends and that they only tolerated him because Veemon
became very powerful when he digivolved.
After Dai saw the truth he would hopefully join his side and be with him
willingly. Willingly, that was the key
to this whole thing. Ken could easily
kidnap Dai and either put a dark ring on him or torture him until he was an
obedient slave, but then love the wouldn't be real. It would be fake, just like the masks they where forced to
wear. Ken, though, wanted their
relationship to be without the masks, wanted the love to be real.
He shivered in anticipation.
"Soon, my love, soon."
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[Dai-vision]
Dai was beyond soaked, he was drenched and freezing
cold. The tree that the rock he was
sitting on was beneath only gave slight shelter from the rain. He was also very angry. Daisuke look over at Veemon and worry filled
his gaze. His Digimon was too cold and
hungry to digivolve if the need occurred.
"Damn that T.L. I am going to kill him if I ever see him
again. 'Matter of life or death,' he
said." Daisuke broke off as something
soft and warm was draped over his shoulders. Further inspection proved it to be
a dark blue and yellow cape.
A familiar, but strangely amused voice floated above the
rain behind him. "In a way he was
right."
Daisuke spun around to see the Digimon Emperor smirking at
him.
"You could freeze to death, and who knows what kind of
monsters could find you out here all alone… and helpless."
