Unforgotten

Unforgotten

1:38am.

Minomon, a small In-training bug Digimon, and partner of Ichijouji Ken, was woken up by shaking movements of his friends bed, and the sound of someone mumbling.

"Ken?" Silence. Minomon crawled to his partners head and tried again. "Ken?"

"Ugh. What? Is something wrong?" Ken's sleepy voice growled. Minomon breathed a sigh of relief.

"No. I was just making sure." Ken smiled and rolled over, rubbing his Digimon's head. Minomon relaxed into the moment happily.

"You're too protective of me."

"I have to be. I'm your friend, and I love you." Ken gave a chuckle.

"I love you too my friend. Now can we get back to sleep?" He rolled over and smiled at Minomon's slight laugh.

10:43am

"Knock, knock! Would someone open up already?" Motomiya Daisuke called as he hugged Demiveemon, a dragon-like Digimon, to his chest.

Ken, on the other side of the door, was busy holding back fits of laughter as he leaned against the door. Pretending no one was home.

"Ken! I know your in there, I heard you!" Ken decided to give up.

"Alright. Come in." He opened the door and let his friend in. Daisuke stuck his tongue out at Ken as he walked in. The boy genius rolled his eyes. "Very mature, Dai." Daisuke laughed.

"So what do you wanna do?" Ken shrugged and waited by the open door while Daisuke took Demiveemon to Ken's room where he would stay with Minomon while the two destined went uptown.

"I don't know. But I don't care either." Daisuke winked at him as he shut the bedroom door.

"Yup. That's my Ken!" Ken smirked at this.

"Is that Daisuke?" Called a feminine voice from the Kitchen.

"Yes mom. We're going uptown today, we'll be back around 5, okay?"

"Alright honey. Take the stairs on the way down though, the elevators broken."

"Alright. Bye."

"Bye Mrs. Ichijouji!" Daisuke called as he nudged Ken on his way out.

"Bye." Mrs. Ichijouji laughed.

The two friends bounded down the stairwell. Daisuke kept leaning over the edge of the banister and pretending to loose his balance.

Ken shook his head every time Daisuke straightened and grinned at him.

He was doing so now, two flights from the bottom. Ken was turning to open the door near them which lead out into the lobby, when Daisuke leaned over the banister again.

"Hey, let's check out the basement!" Ken rolled his eyes and walked beside his friend. He patted his shoulder.

"Alright, meet you down." Daisuke started to laugh when he lost his balance, for real, and grabbed onto Ken's arm for balance.

"Dais…?" Ken started when he too lost his balance. The two cried out in fright and surprise as they toppled over the edge and, in a blur of movement and metal banisters, the two fell to the ground.

11:20am

Daisuke moaned and opened his eyes. He was lying on a cold, concrete floor. His head swam with dizziness and pain. Moaning again, he sat up and looked around.

He noticed Ken laying beside him, still unconscious.

"Ken? Are you alright?" He asked, his vision blurred too badly to notice his friend couldn't respond. "Ken?" Daisuke nudged his friend. Nothing. Daisuke ignored the pain in his head and knelt beside the child of Kindness. "Hey, its time to wake up!" Still no response. Daisuke rolled his friend over, he noticed a small trickle of blood slowly roll down Ken's face. He started to panic. He quickly lifted his friend into his arms and carefully carried him up the stairs. Hoping he could make the upward trip.

Mrs. Ichijouji, hearing the frantic knocking at the door, muttered something inaudible under her breath about neighbouring kids. But when she opened the door she received quite a shock to see Daisuke kneeling on the ground with her son half leaning, half draped against him.

"Oh my gosh!" She cried as she helped Daisuke carry Ken into the living room where they lay him on the couch. Both boys had bruised foreheads. But Ken's was bleeding, just under his Raven bangs. The red mixed with the bangs creating a purple highlight.

Daisuke was biting an already bleeding lip and looking worried. "What happened?" Ken's mother asked. Daisuke shook his head unhappily.

"We were just talking and joking around. Next thing I know we'd fallen down two flights of stairs. I'm so sorry!" Mrs. Ichijouji hurried into the bathroom and came back a first aid kit.

She started to treat her son's wounds while Daisuke went into the bathroom to treat his bruises.

11:46am

Mrs. Ichijouji watched her son lie on the living room couch. As far as she could tell he was fine, and there was no need to call a doctor. Daisuke came in with a band-aid on his forehead. He came over and sat down opposite her. He smiled in the reassuring way he always seemed to, giving people hope and making them smile too.

"I don't suppose you know how to revive someone from a blow to the head?" She asked finally. Daisuke made a face before grinning mischievously.

"I'll try." He stood and went over to Ken, kneeling beside his head he yelled; "WAKE UP!" Ken sat up so fast Daisuke was knocked back into the coffee table. "Itai." He grumbled. Mrs. Ichijouji laughed. "Hey, it worked!" Ken looked around frantically, until he realised his head hurt. He sat on the edge of the couch and held his head in his hands, giving a low moan.

"Ken?" Mrs. Ichijouji leaned forward and touched her son's shoulder. He shot up again, looking around. Daisuke sat next to him.

"Where am I?" Ken asked, looking from Daisuke to his mother, a blank expression on his face. Daisuke grinned and punched his shoulder gently.

"Your home. And you scared the daylights out of us. That was a nasty fall."

"Fall?"

"Honey," Mrs. Ichijouji spoke up. "Do you remember? You and Daisuke fell down two flights of stairs." Ken fingered the bandage that ran round his head. He gave slight smile.

"Sort of. Could I ask a question?" Mrs. Ichijouji nodded.

"Of corse." Ken took a deep breath, looked at Daisuke again, and then at his mother.

"Who's Daisuke?" Daisuke fell off the couch with an audible squeak. Mrs. Ichijouji paled slightly. "In fact, who are you?" Now she looked rather faint.

"Ken, I'm Daisuke." The child of Friendship and Courage sat next to him again. "And that's your mom." Ken smiled at them, although it held confusion and the look of someone who knew he was on receiving end of a joke.

"Why do you keep calling me Ken? That's not my name."

"Oh Kami, no." Mrs. Ichijouji whimpered. Daisuke bit his lower lip again.

"That's your name. You're Ichijouji Ken." Ken shook his head and smiled. "What?"

"My name isn't Ken. Its… I'm…" Ken instantly started to loose his cool, fear replacing calm. "I… I don't remember my own name!"

"Okay, okay. Let's just calm down!" Mrs. Ichijouji said, more to herself than the two boys.

"I guess it really was a nasty fall." Daisuke said, his grin wavering. He was trying in vain to lighten the mood. Ken wasn't buying it. He buried his face in his hands and gave a groan. He mumbled something which sounded like a curse.

Mrs. Ichijouji was pacing around the room, her hands on her cheeks, chanting;

"Oh Kami, Oh Kami, Oh Kami…" Daisuke gently touched his friends shoulder.

"Ken? Can you remember anything?" Ken raised his head, his eyes were brimming with tears. He shook his head sadly.

"Not unless you count complete darkness." Daisuke gave a half smirk.

"Actually I would."

"What?"

"Never mind. Mrs. Ichijouji, calm down. It's going to be okay." Mrs. Ichijouji sat down again and nodded, taking deep breaths she tried to calm herself. Daisuke stood and headed for the hall. "Excuse me, may I stay the night, you know, to help." She turned and smiled.

"Of corse Daisuke." Ken looked from one to the other in confusion.

"Daisuke," He said. Daisuke leaned back into the room.

"Yeah?"

"Are you my friend?" Daisuke made a face before he realised what he was talking about. He grinned.

"Not only that I'm you best friend. Human anyway." Both Ichijouji's stared at him. "Uhh, excuse me." He disappeared again.

"Is he always like that?" Mrs. Ichijouji smiled and nodded.

"Honey, I'm going to make some Cocoa, would you like that?" Ken smiled and nodded.

"Yes Ma'am. I mean… mom." Mrs. Ichijouji nodded and quickly went into the kitchen, fighting back tears at her son's response.

Daisuke came back from the hall. He had phoned Inoue Miyako the second he'd called his mother. She'd just about had a fit, yelling something about stupid jokes. She'd calmed down almost immediately afterwards. (Ahh! the magic of caller ID.)

Daisuke leaned against the back of the couch. Ken turned to look at him.

"Miyako says we should show you something familiar to jog your memory." Daisuke said when he noticed Ken looking at him.

"Who's Miyako? Is that your sister." Daisuke paled and shook his head vigorously.

"No! She's our friend."

"Oh."

"Boys," It was Mrs. Ichijouji. "I need to go to the store. That's a good idea Miyako has, Daisuke." Daisuke smiled.

"My mom says I can stay the night."

"That's good. See you later." With that she left.

"She sure calmed down quickly." Ken said. Daisuke moved in front of his best friend.

"Yeah. But with you running away and all she's good at it." Ken looked up in surprise.

"I ran away? Why?"

"Err. Let's go find Minomon and Demiveemon."

"Who?" Daisuke tugged Ken to his bedroom. Which, needless to say, was weird to him.

"Uh. Two little creatures called Digital monsters. They're our friends so don't be scared." Ken only smirked.

"Monsters? I don't believe in monsters!"

"How do you know?" Ken gave another blank look before scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

"I… uh, don't."

"Yeesh!"

Daisuke opened Ken's bedroom door and peered in.

"Minomon? Demiveemon?" When neither answered he walked in. Ken looked around blankly. "Uh… this is your room." Ken looked at him and nodded vaguely, looking around. Daisuke tried to force back the sudden pain that flared in his heart. Ken didn't know where he was! Yet, with all the time he spent in his room Daisuke was certain he'd at least remember something!

"I still don't see any monsters." Ken folded his arms and cocked his head to one side, as if Daisuke were playing a prank on him.

"Ken-Chan?" Ken spun around at the unexpected voice. Demiveemon and Minomon both sat on the floor, looking up at the older boy. Ken stared at them for about five seconds before he dived behind Daisuke yelling hysterically.

*

12:02pm

Daisuke had eventually managed to calm down Ken long enough to scoop up the two Digimon and take them into the bathroom where he tried, relentlessly, to explain what Amnesia was.

"How could Ken get amnesia?" Minomon said, after the two finally got the concept of Ken not being able to remember anything, not even them. Minomon wasn't taking the news lightly either. Demiveemon was now on Daisuke's shoulder, nuzzling his partners cheek. Daisuke sighed and tried once again not to cry at the look on the little bug-Digimon's face. "You didn't get amnesia." Minomon pointed out, almost accusingly. Daisuke's head snapped up.

"Hey! Some people hit their heads and loose their memory. Some hit their heads…"

"And loose their minds?" Demiveemon said trying to be helpful.

"I was actually going to say, become dizzy." Minomon had tears in his eyes now. Demiveemon leapt from Daisuke's shoulder to comfort his friend.

Daisuke sighed again and shook his head. He stood and left the two Digimon, heading to Ken's room to make sure he was alright.

"Ken?" He looked into his friends room once again. This time he saw him sitting on his computer chair, looking at a book he'd found on the shelf. Daisuke noticed it was a photo album. Ken smiled up at him slightly, with little to no humour. His eyes shone with a type of vulnerability Daisuke had only ever seen in a frightened child.

"Sorry." He mumbled.

"Huh? What did you do?" Ken shrugged. "Look, I didn't mean for you to get scared. Although how you of all people could get scared of a little creature no taller than your ankle…" He quickly stopped, not because he realised what he was saying, but because of the look in Ken's eyes. "Sorry."

"Not your fault. You don't have amnesia."

"What?! Ken! Don't say that!" Ken ignored Daisuke and peered at the album blankly for a few seconds before closing it and turning to look at his shoes. Daisuke knelt in front of him, looking up into his eyes. "It's not your fault for getting amnesia… its mine." Ken looked up, surprised.

"Yours?"

"Yeah," Daisuke nodded. "I was playing around, and when you started too we ended up falling." Ken gave him an almost sad look.

"Daisuke?"

"Yeah?"

"I… I'm scared." Daisuke stood up and gave him a piteous look.

"I told you, the Digimon…"

"Not of the Digimon. I'm just… scared." Daisuke bit his lip again, ignoring the new flow of blood. He bent forward and wrapped his arms around his friend, hugging him close. Ken burst into tears at the sudden contact and buried his face into Daisuke's chest.

"It's okay." Daisuke whispered as he rubbed his friends arm, comforting him. "It's going to be alright."

To be continued…

A/N: Yes, a Cliffhanger! Aren't I mean? Don't hurt me! I felt like putting the times down, I don't know why though. Poor Ken-Chan.

You all hate me now, right? Heh, Heh. Wait till I finish, then you'll hate me more. *Dances and giggles* R&R. See ya!