Yo guys. This story is something that just popped in my head, so I decided to start writing it while I get over my frustration at the other fic I'm writing. Mainly with it, I felt I was going to fast while writing, so I'm going to take a slower approach to both from now on. So I'll be alternating between the two of them. The prolouge to this fic isn't as good as I could have made it, but I honestly only did it as an afterthought when I started to write the first chapter, and I really didn't feel motivated to go through the whole song and dance. Er, so to speak. I don't exactly know where this fic is going to go as far as the story line is concerned, but it will be a DaiKari. Eventually. Unless I change my mind, which isn't likely. Also, anyone who reads this and actually likes it, I'm in search of a beta reader. I'm not exactly sure how the whole process works, since I've only really been on fanfiction recently. But I do need someone to proof read, because I tend to make careless mistakes. Anyone interested can PM me, or leave say something in a review. First part of this chapter is actually when it's happening, second part is only what I can describe as a flashback. It's more or less just outlining the plot from where I'm going to lead it. Like I said, I was unmotivated. Lol. Eh, don't think I have anything else to say, so I guess it's on with the show.
Well there is the thing I've been forgetting in my other fic, so for my first time ever:
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Prolouge
"Aw, c'mon!" Daisuke Motomiya yelled at the sky. He was not having a good day. But to say that would be to say that Veemon was blue, or that MaloMyotismon had some anger issues. In other words, an understatement.
His day had began in its usual routine. Davis had overslept, and had to ran to school and made it into class just as the tardy bell rang. From there, his day had steadily declined. First, he realized that he forgot all of his homework at home. On normal days, this wouldn't have bothered him, but he couldn't help but mentally curse himself as his teacher came down on him like an avenging storm cloud. His teacher didn't bother him. Hell, this was almost an every day occurance in itself. What really made him mad was that he had actually done it this time! That had put him in a foul mood. It didn't improve as the day wore on. Over the couse of three periods, Davis was shouted down by his teachers, tripped and fell at least twice, and had run into a wall when he wasn't paying attention.
And then Kari and TK had dropped thier little bombshell on him. They were dating now. He didn't suppose that he was all that surprised. It was kinda impossible, after all this time, for him not to expect it. It hurt a much more than he expected it too though. It was as if someone had slashed his heart with a jagged knife. And to make matters worse (for Davis at least), they asked for the one thing he could never truly give. All Davis wanted was for Kari to be happy, even if it was at his own expense, so he granted their request, even though it felt as if he had washed his mouth out with acid, and that it was slowly eating its way down to his heart. So he did the only thing he knew that could make her happy: he gave them his blessing.
To make his bad day complete, his parents were late. They were supposed to pick him up after school so that the family could visit wit Jun for the weekend. Jun had gone off to college and had a nice apartment of her own now, and also had an amazing job at a clothing store. It was one of the more well known stores, and although it might not have been a glamorous job, it paid extremely well. Plus, it combined Jun's two favorite things. Cute clothes...and flirting with guys. While it might not have been part of the job description, Jun never lost a chance to bat her eyes at the male customers. So all in all, it was her dream job (for the moment anyways.) Davis was happy for her, even if it did annoy him to hear her talk about how great it was. He was hoping that tonight might take his mind off the pain that he was feeling right now. Sure, it would be a challenge to stay civil around Jun, but at least it was a distraction. The only problem was that she lived six hours away. But what was taking his parents so long? They should have been here an hour ago. No answer came from their cell phone, nor the house phone, so Davis could only assume that they were on thier way. Probably left without me, he thought darkly. He knew he didn't really believe that, but to be honest, after the day he had had, he wouldn't have been surprised.
Davis was so preoccupied with his thoughts, that he didn't even notice a black plume of smoke clouding the sky from a few miles away for the last half hour or so. Nor was he overly concerned when he heard sirens in the distance. He figured it wasn't any of his concern. Sure, he didn't like when people were hurt, but really, what could he do about it? It wasn't like he could go around mourning every little accident. Especially since he didn't even know the people.
Davis checked his watch. An hour and a half. What was taking them so long? No sooner had the flash of annoyance passed through his soul than a familiar looking car turned the corner of the road and headed in his direction. At first he thought that it might have been his parents. Same color, same brand of car. But no, this one was an older model. So why did it look so familiar?
Slowly, the car pulled up to the curve beside Davis, and the window rolled down, revealing a blue haired young man with glasses. "Joe?" Davis asked in surprise, before letting his face split into his trademark grin. "I would've thought you'd still be at the hospital interning with your dad? Either way, it's great to see you, man."
Joe took a deep breath and looked at Davis sadly. "I wish I could say the same, Davis." There was such sorrow in his voice that the grim immediatley faded from his face. "Davis, I don't really know how to say this. There's been an accident."
Dismay flooded into him, and a knot formed in his stomache. "Who?" he whispered. To be perfectly honest, Davis expected it to be one of their friends. But his day was about to get much worse than he ever even thought of.
Joe looked down at his hands, which rested on the steering wheel. Ice seemed to wash throughout Davis' viens as Joe said the words that would change his life forever. "Your parents."
In years to come, Davis could never quite recall every detail of what had happened after that. Some things, like the ride to the hospital and the phone call from Jun, were blurred and hardly remembered. Other things came in crystal clarity. Ironic how he the Joe's arrival was so clear, but most everything after that was blurred. He supposed it was the shock. He vaguely remembered arriving at the hospital with Joe, and the pain as he had to claim the bodies. He remembered with dull clarity sobbing into Joe's shoulder while the older man gently (if awkwardly) tried to comfort him, while Veemon (who had been in his bag beforehand) hugged Davis' waist, his own tears rolling down his blue face. Joe didn't try to tell them any of the regular crap like they'd be ok, or that everything happened for a reason. He didn't even try to tell Davis how sorry he was for him, which wouldn't have raised him on Davis' good books. He was just there, silently supporting and comforting his younger friend and his digimon. Davis was more grateful to Joe than he ever thought possible. He still was. Would always be.
He remembered the rest of his friends running into the hospital and seeing the bizarre scene. Davis didn't go to any of them, but rather stayed where he was with Joe. He saw the others own tears as they watched perhaps the strongest one among them break down. He remembered Kari burying her face into TK's chest as she wept, and how at the time, not even that mattered to him anymore. Nothing mattered. His parents were dead... For the next three weeks, Davis didn't utter another word. Nor did he let himself shed a single tear after that first day. He completely drew into himself, and shut everyone out, including Veemon, although the small dragon-like digimon never left his side even for a second. For Kari, Tai, and Ken, it was almost umbearable. They each felt personally responcible for helping him, but Davis would have nothing of it. They would talk to him for hours, but all Davis would do was stare off into space, and mourn for his lost parents.
Jun arrived the day after the accident, and through her own grief was somehow able to make the funeral arrangements. It was the second saddest day of Davis' life. The first came less than two weeks later. The court summoned Jun and Davis on Davis' living arrangements.
It didn't take very long. At first, Ken's family appealed to take him in, but were quickly shot down. They gave Jun two options. Davis could either go live with her, or he could go into the foster system for two years until he turned 18. Jun didn't even hesitate and agreed to the former option. Davis didn't mind. He almost didn't even care. He was long past caring what happened to him. But deep down, he was still the selfless leader he had always been. He knew that Jun needed a reason to go on. He was that reason.
He just thought he didn't care. They moved the next week. His friends all came to see him off, which nearly killed him. His heart broke even more with each of the ten faces he saw (Mimi still being in America.) He didn't say anything to them, and they didn't try to make him. They just told him how much they would miss him and Veemon. Veemon was going through a similar experience with the other digimon. He hugged Sora and Yolei, and even Joe. Although that was quick and slightly awkward for both of them. He shook hands with the rest of the guys, TK included. None of the old rivalry was in Davis anymore. They were just two heartbroken friends going theri seperate ways. Finally, there was only three people left. The three people who had tried the most to keep him going. His best friend, his mentor, and the girl he loved more than life itself, but would never actually have. Not that it mattered anymore, he had reminded himself.
Tai wasn't crying. His countenance was grim, and his eyes were bright with unshed tears, but he refused for that to be the last image Davis had of him befor he left. He gripped Davis' forearm and pulled him in to a rough hug. "Don't you ever give up, you hear me?" he had growled into his ear. More than anything, it was his mentor's words that actually kept him from giving up, no matter how much he wanted to. He had come close over the next couple of months, but he never gave in.
Ken was completely different. Tears were shed unmolested and without remorse. He said nothing to his best friend as he too hugged him. Davis knew that Ken would refuse to say goodbye. He wouldn't accept it as goodbye.
And finally, Kari. It hurt him more to see her face than any of the others. Partly because he had never seen her looking so miserable before. She wasn't crying, but she had been. It didn't occur to him at the time, but she had been crying every time he saw her over the three weeks following his parents' death. The last time he saw her before he left, her eyes were red and puffy. She sniffed every few seconds, and she looked like she hadn't slept well in a week. Needless to say, she was the most beautiful thing Davis had ever seen in his life. She didn't seem to know what to say to him (what could be said anyways?). So instead, she had hugged his neck for a whole minute, just holding him. When she let go, she wordlessly gave him an a package. She waited for him to open it before turning, and walking away, out of his life. It was a photo album, full of all the pictures Kari had taken of the group. The opening page was a picture of the two of them together by themselves. Kari was laughing, and Davis was grinning at her sheepishly. He had felt tears rise, and forced them back down. He would not cry. Not now, not ever again.
Just before he got in the car to leave, he said five simple words. The first words he had spoken in all that time. "I love you guys. Goodbye." And then he was gone.