H3Go Away/H3
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Digimon, no matter how much I
want to. So there! :: Sticks out her tongue:: I also don't own the song
'You Say' by Vertical Horizon, even though I LOVE their songs...
Authoress' Notes: Yeah, so TK and Hikari are mean in this story. So
what if the Digidestined are out of character. So what if the couple turns
out to be Dai- mumph! ::a hand has covered her mouth::
Daisuke: Shut up already. You'll give it away!
Yeah, whatever. All right, I have to get one thing straight. This is NOT a
Daikari! As much as I like the couple, this is not it. Hikari seems too
mean in the second season for me to be very nice to her. ::shrugs::
Miyako: ::walks in:: I heard that. Hikari's nice.
Nope! She treats both TK and Daisuke like crap because she can't make up her
mind! That's not exactly nice. Have you even read my story?
Miyako: ::sighs:: No, but I'll come talk to you when you have become
sane again, if that makes you feel better. ::walks out::
Daisuke: I think I've fallen out of love with her now anyway, now
that I've read this fic! But-
But what? ::start to glow red::
Daisuke: NOTHING!!! ::backs away quickly::
That's what I thought. On with the fic!
Rated PG for yaoi and language. (HERE'S YOUR WARNING!!! IF THIS SORT OF
STUFF MAKES YOU SICK, THERE'S A 'BACK' BUTTON FOR A REASON!!!) Any flames
will be considered, BUT only if they have constructive help. Otherwise,
they will gladly help my 'Fire Stars' attack! This totally disregards
Arukenimon (That dub name stinks!) and Mummymon, which means in turn
BlackWarGreymon. The Knightmon was originally my idea, but then three weeks after
I start this, a Knightmon shows up in the series. Sheesh. In Daisuke's POV.
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I raced toward the park. The Digidestined were supposed to meet there, for
a picnic instead of working. Chibimon was asleep in my bookbag. I was
surprised he hadn't eaten all the food I brought yet! I was trying to get
to our grove of trees early to see Hikari before TK got there. I slowed
down thinking about them.
I loved Hikari. I knew it wasn't some silly crush, because I have had
crushes before, believe it or not, and this was stronger than any crush.
She was perfect, except for one thing. She cared more about TK than me.
You could see it in her eyes every time she looked at him. Sometimes I
wonder if he really is a dumb blonde for never noticing. But I noticed.
And I wished she would look at me like that. All the others think I'm an
idiot, but I'm like that just to get attention. I see almost everything
around me, like their love for each other; I have to, to try to get hurt as
little as possible.
People see me as this idiot who doesn't listen to what others have to say.
I do listen, whether they think I do or not. I act all stubborn and kind of
like a jerk so I at least get some attention, however bad, otherwise I
wouldn't get any at all. I rely on that stubbornness to just get out of bed
in the morning, because I'm actually scared of the world. Of people. No one
cares about me, really cares what happens to me. If I disappeared tomorrow,
I wondered if anyone would notice. The only one who acts like they care is
Chibimon, and he's required to! I even wonder how he, a great partner you
could rely on, would get stuck with me.
Honestly, I know no one cares, and have known that ever since I was little.
My parents are never home, and when they are, they ignore me or punish me for
whatever I did during their long business trips. My friends probably
wouldn't care if I jumped off a cliff, except for Chibimon. I have tried to
kill myself before. I know I don't act that way, all depressed or anything.
But hasn't anyone wondered why my wrists are always covered? I'm always
wearing long gloves, like in the Digiworld, long-sleeved shirt, or
wristbands. It's because I used to cut my wrists. But when I got Chibimon,
my D3 and digimental of Courage, I realized I had to live, or at least until
the adventure was over.
All the others listen to TK better any time than they would ever listen to
me. I guess it's because he's nicer and all, and supposedly has better
brains. I'm always the one who gets pushed aside it seems like. But enough
about me. I was thinking about them.
TK. He's an enigma. Yes, I DO know words that are more than two syllables.
There are so many times that he is nice. But then when we get into an
argument or something and he becomes the Grinch before that green guy turns
good. He acts too much like a goody-goody, which is why I try to bug him by
calling him by wrong names. I know it's annoying, but I get some kind of
attention from this person who I would like to befriend, if it wasn't for
our rivalry over Hikari. I'm not sure what to make of him.
Unwillingly, my mind made its way over to another person. Ken Ichijouji.
Boy genius. Or at least he was. According to what I heard, he's not doing
too well in school now. I remember him mentioning he couldn't remember
anything after he woke up from coming back from the Digiworld. That's
probably why. I'm not sure what to make of him either. He is still so
distant, but the scary part is, I'm attracted to him.
I don't know why. I forgave him quickly after the Digiworld incident, unlike
the others. They thought I was being an idiot, but at the time, I trusted my
gut and heart, which said Ken truly felt sorry for what he did. I always try
to follow them, and they are rarely ever wrong. I only mess up when I try
and follow my head.
I was jerked from my thoughts as I realized I was at our maple grove in the
park. We called it ours because it was very private and secluded, and no one
knew about it. We could talk about the Digiworld or whatever and no one
other than the Digidestined would know.
I stopped right outside the entrance to the clearing and took off my bookbag
quickly to get Chibimon out. I was too busy looking down to worry about a
quick second glance.
Until I realized what I saw.
I slowly looked back up, my eyes hopefully not seeing what I thought it was.
Hopefully was the key word. Looking straight in front of me, I saw TK and
Hikari kissing. Passionately.
I bit back a shriek of sorrow. I had lost. After all this time, after all
the fights, after all the things I had done or tried to do to impress her, I
had lost.
My muffled shriek did not go unheard. The two friends, I mean lovers now,
looked up from their 'business' and glared at me.
"What's going on?" I managed to squeak out. TK stared at me with hate.
"What does it look like? Hikari and I are dating. Are you that stupid to
figure it out?" The two laughed like that was the funniest joke in the
world.
"What did you say?" I asked in shock. Why was I the last to know?
"I don't know. What did I say?" asked TK, turning to the girl in his arms.
She sighed.
"Daisuke, we just-"
"Hikari, we don't have to explain ourselves to the likes of him." TK said
angrily. "Just go away, goggle head!"
Here in the light
It burns you up inside
Here in the shell of a sun
We echo on
Too much listening
Not enough living
And you say
What did I say
What did you say
We just
Go away
Go away
Go away
I did what came first. I picked up my bookbag and ran. Ran past Taichi and
Sora, who were just arriving. Past a startled group of Yamato, Jyou, and
Koushiro. Past a surprised Miyako and Iori. I ran down the streets of
Odaiba, barely holding on to Chibimon in my arms.
Turning a corner along the busy sidewalks, I ran straight into someone.
Well, I had to do that sometime, I thought bitterly. Falling backwards, I
muttered a quick apology and started to run off. A firm hand on my shoulder
stopped me.
"Daisuke, are you alright?" It was Ken's soft voice. I looked up at him,
then away. No one else needed my problems. "Please tell me what's wrong.
I'll try to help if I can," He said softly.
"Can you mend a broken heart?" I asked bitterly, staring up at him. His
eyes widened, then softened. Ken looked ready for anything, except that, in
his soccer uniform, and the soccer ball under his arms.
"Was it Hikari?" he asked simply. I nodded. He sighed. "I don't know. But
if you need to talk, I'm here."
"Why would I want to talk?" I asked cynically. "I've kept all of the real
me bottled up inside. I'll be perfectly alright." I ripped myself from his
grasp and tried to run again. But again, his soft voice and firm grip
stopped me.
"It hurts worse to keep everything inside," Ken said calmly and quietly. "It
just increases day after day after day. Talking helps. If you won't talk to
me, talk to one of the others. People care about you and they don't want you
to hurt yourself." I grinned, but without humor.
"So you don't care about me?" I thought I had him.
"Uh, I- I-" Then he muttered something under his breath. I asked him to
repeat it. He did, louder this time. "I said I don't just care about you,
I love you."
I stared in shock. Ken Ichijouji, once our sworn enemy, now reluctant ally,
LOVED me? Even if the idea of being in love with another boy was strange, I
embraced this idea. It warmed me up inside from top to bottom that someone
cared about me. It made me feel... special. That was the word. Special
that someone that was important was in love with me. I know it seems a bit
selfish. But was I in love with him? But why did he fall for me? I could
answer the first question. Yes. I was in love with him. It was another
thing I had kept bottled up inside never to come out, until now. But I
couldn't answer the second question.
"Why?" I asked quietly. He flushed.
"I- I- Can we go somewhere more private?" Ken finally said, gesturing at the
busy street. I nodded. I didn't care where we went as long as Ken was there
and he answered my question. He led the way to the Tamadachi apartments.
Walking up the stairs instead of taking the elevator, the trip seemed to take
forever. Maybe that's what Ken wanted, I don't know.
He opened the door to his apartment, and walked in. I followed. Mrs.
Ichijouji saw and greeted us. "Oh hi Ken dear! Did you have fun at
practice? Oh, you brought a friend! Hello dear, I'm Ken's mom. Please call
me Makato." I bowed in respect.
"Good day, Makato-san. Thank you for allowing me over." I know how to use
respect when I should, no matter what people think. "I'm Daisuke Motomiya."
"Hi, momma. We're going to my room, alright? We need to talk about
something important," Ken said, sounding nervous to me, to his mom.
"Alright. Have fun! When you're done, you can come out here for a snack,
'kay? No need to thank me Daisuke. Any friends of Ken are allowed over.
Don't worry about it." I grinned, and nodded to show my agreement. She
smiled at us. "I'll see you in a little bit." Ken led the way back to his
room.
I looked around his room. It was plain, not decorated with trophies and
photos like I half suspected. His computer, which must have been the one he
went to the Digiworld with, was set up on a practically bare desk. A
bookcase was full of books, not all educational I was surprised to see. Most
of them were fantasy books, like David Eddings, Tamara Pierce, Diane Duane,
Piers Anthony, and many others. Most of these people were favorite authors
of mine. There were a couple of framed pictures on top of the bookcase, one
of whom I assumed was his deceased older brother and another of two children
blowing bubbles. Ken must have seen my interest in them because he said, "My
brother and I, several years ago. My mom got that when neither one of us
were paying attention."
"Ah." I looked around for a place to sit, and settled for the floor. I put
the still sleeping Chibimon in my lap. Ken pointed to his bunk bed where I
saw a little green head asleep. I stood up slowly, so as not to disturb my
partner, and put Chibimon next to the other digimon. That must have been
Wormmon's in-training stage. Ken took the desk chair and looked away.
"I guess you want me to answer that question now," Ken said, almost too quiet
for me to hear. I nodded, but forgot he wasn't looking at me. I said my
agreement aloud then.
"I guess I first fell in love with you when I was the-" Ken winced, "Digimon
Kaizer. I could see you wanted to beat me so badly, and I fell in love with
your stubbornness and cheerfulness. I know it seemed like I wanted to
destroy you particularly, but that's because I wasn't sure of my feelings for
you. Later, when I watched you from the Digiworld in the real world, I could
see you crying at night." I froze.
I would cry every night for what I knew, and know, was true. No love, no
caring, no hope, no light. I honestly had received none of that. No one had
given me love, no one had given me care, no one had given me hope and light
like Hikari, but I didn't have her either. I would cry for being alone,
except for my digimon.
"Y- Y- you saw that?" I asked, hoping he was lying. But Ken nodded sadly.
"I wanted to help you so badly at those times, but I knew I was your enemy
and that you wouldn't accept anyone's help but your own. I wanted to travel
to the real world and comfort you, tell you someone other than Chibimon
cared, but I couldn't. I covered my love with hate and disgust." He sighed.
"I saw you that night you were going to end it all, but when you looked
toward Chibimon, you seemed to change your mind."
I remembered that. I had hated myself because I had realized Hikari would
never be mine, even if I still tried to hold on afterwards. I had almost
died in the Digiworld when we were still fighting the Kaizer, and no one
cared. Miyako even whispered "Good riddance" when they thought I was dead.
No one thought I heard that. I had survived however, even though I didn't
want to. Later on that night after we had gotten home, and Chibimon was
sleeping, I found the razor blade I used to use, and started to slash my
wrist. I glance toward Chibimon when he seemed to stir, and realized that
even if no one else did, he cared. I had put the razor away and fixed myself
up. I had been determined to finish my duty in the Digiworld first, then
die, when I first got my friend. But ultimately I decided to live, and show
everyone I was stronger than they thought. But I still go back to those
feelings a lot.
"I realized that you weren't really the happy boy everyone thought you were,
and I decided to find out as much as I could about you. I found out that you
were ready to die for the people you considered friends even if they didn't
feel the same way about you. You were ready to fight until the end for your
cause. I loved you for that. Then after I stopped being the Kaizer, you
were ready to forgive me immediately. You didn't care what kind of evil
deeds I had done. I was grateful for that. Your kind ways enabled me to
help you guys. I wanted to make up for my deeds, but I didn't want to join
you guys. You were the one who I joined for." Ken blushed faintly, and
then continued. "That's why I fell in love with you."
I grinned. It was a bit long response, but I knew he was being sincere. My
gut instinct again. Ken looked nervously at me. I think he was waiting for
a reply. So I did what my gut instinct told me. I leaned over and up and
kissed him. He tensed up for a moment, then relaxed and kissed back. Ooh,
that was nice. I felt tingly all over. Ken was powerful like that. His
tongue pushed slightly against my lips, in a silent plea to me. I parted my
mouth, agreeing. His tongue explored my mouth. I was starting to feel
excited. My feelings were starting to take over as my tongue joined his.
Ken was sinking into the kiss even more when a knock at the door interrupted
us. We weren't fast enough in getting away from each other before Makato-san
saw us. She was carrying a telephone in her hands. "Ken, dear, there's- Oh
my. I'll have them call you back later dear." Dang, was she cool. My
parents would have freaked. She walked back out the door. Ken and I stared
at each other.
"What just happened here?" I managed to get out. Ken had an astonished look
on his face.
"My mom found us. But she didn't react like I thought she would. I guess
she's cooler about things than I thought," he said. A thought struck me.
"So does this mean we're dating?" I asked mischievously. Ken smiled
roguishly at me.
"Only if my handsome knight says it does." I laughed and said,
"Yes then, if MY handsome kaizer agrees." Ken slightly grimaced, but
grinned. I noticed this. "Ken, I'm not trying to be mean."
"It's alright," Ken said, unbelievingly. "It's part of my past now. I have
to accept it." He shrugged.
"I'm sorry. I don't want to do anything that hurts you, Ken. Okay?"
"I don't want to do anything that hurts you either." We smiled at each
other. "I think we need to go explain things to my mom."
"Which part: the Digiworld, us dating, or both?" I asked worriedly.
"Both. My parents don't need to live in the fear of me running away again,"
Ken said determinedly.
Frowning, I said, "But that means they'll have to worry more about you being
hurt or killed instead."
"You have a point there. But they need to know." Ken replied. I wasn't
going to argue. I turned to the bed to get Chibimon. Turning toward the
bed, I saw an interesting sight.
Chibimon and Ken's digimon were encurled around each other like they were
sleeping. However, they were both very much awake. They were staring at Ken
and I like we were specimens for inspection.
"Hello again Daisuke-san. I'm Minomon, the in-training form of Wormmon. May
I ask what's going on?" questioned the green head calmly.
"Yeah! Daisuke, were you trying to eat Ken-chan? That's what it looked like
to me!" Chibimon asked excitedly. "Does he taste good?" I sweatdropped and
turned toward Ken.
"Why did you want to tell your parents again?" I asked Ken. He
sweatdropped but sighed.
"I still need to tell them. Plus, I bet they are wondering about us. That's
something they definitely need to know. Come on Minomon." Ken walked over
to the bed and picked up the green head. I followed him and picked up
Chibimon. We walked out to the living room, where Makato-san was reading a
magazine. She looked up at the sound of our footsteps, and smiled warmly.
"Do you want some homemade cookies, boys? They're chocolate chip." We
nodded politely and sat at the dining table. She handed us each several and
took a seat across from us. "I have a feeling you two need to talk to me.
What's wrong?" Ken and I glance at each other, and my boyfriend started.
"Momma, we need to tell you a long story. I know you may not believe us, but
every word is true." Makato-san nodded curiously. "Momma, the first thing
you need to know is that there is another world connected to ours." Ken went
on to explain the Digiworld, digimon, the Digidestined, and his and my pasts
in the Digiworld. He told his mother all the pain he had given digimon and
the Digidestined. I helped whenever I could. Ken told about becoming good
and losing Wormmon after creating Kimeramon. He told about finding Wormmon
and about fixing up the Digiworld. He didn't tell about our relationship
just yet.
At the end of Ken's story, Makato-san sat shell-shocked. "Are you alright
Makato-san?" I asked concerned. She hadn't erupted yet, nor come out with
flat out disbelief. She sat up and looked Ken straight in the eye. Then
she did something I didn't expect. Makato-san slapped Ken. Hard. Then the
caring mother hugged Ken as tight as she could. Ken was starting to turn
blue before she let go.
"Oh my poor baby! You were in that world the entire time! I'm so glad you
stopped hurting digimon, and I'm so glad you came home! You deserve your
crest of Kindness, whether you think so or not!" Makato-san said, slightly
shaking Ken. "I would like to meet Minomon sometime. He sounds very
special." Ken got out of his mother's grip and smiled.
"Alright. Minomon, please introduce yourself." The green head jumped out of
Ken's lap and onto the table.
"Hello, Ken's momma! My name's Minomon. It's very nice to meet you."
Makato-san looked like she was about to have a heart attack. Before I could
stop him, Chibimon jumped out of my lap as well and landed next to Minomon.
"Makato-san," the blue digimon said, "are you alright? I'm Chibimon." I
grimaced as she reached out her hands. I thought she was going to strangle
them, but Makato-san just started to pet them. "That feels nice!" said
Chibimon as Ken's mom scratched him just in the right place behind the ears.
Minomon just smiled sleepily in agreement.
"Uh, mom? There's something else I need to tell you..." Ken said nervously.
She looked up questioningly. "Um, when you walked in on Dai-chan and me," I
guess I got a new nickname, "we had just told each other that-"
"I know," Makato-san said quietly. "I realized that you loved each other
when I burst in on you. It helped when you told me your story. Ken, you
should have heard how tenderly you spoke of him."
"You don't mind?" I asked in astonishment. She shook her head.
"As long as the two of you are happy. Just make sure you don't get too
physical until you're both older, and I mean a lot older!" Ken and I grinned
at each other. We both stood up and bowed to the kind lady.
"Thanks for your approval Momma." Said Ken. I seconded him. Makato-san
laughed.
"It's alright. You may need to help me explain to your father Ken about the
Digiworld, but I can explain you two dating. He won't mind. Your father
told me his best friend growing up was dating another boy. Don't worry about
anything here." We nodded.
"Oh that reminds me! Ken, a girl named Miyako called. She wanted to talk to
you. When I said you were busy, she asked for you to e-mail her when you
became free." Makato-san said, snapping her fingers.
"We must have been gone awhile," I said, thinking. Miyako had gone to the
picnic with the others, and yet her she was, calling Ken. Maybe they
wondered where we were? I sighed. Or maybe they wondered where Ken was.
My mind returned to TK and Hikari kissing. Did those two tell anyone what
happened, or did they keep it a secret? I wondered about my feelings for
Hikari. Or ex-feelings. I felt fine now, except for the fact they told me
to leave.
"Thanks again Momma." Said Ken. We went back to his room, digimon in tow.
"I wonder what she wants?" Ken took out his digiterminal and quickly
composed a message. "Let's wait for a reply." It didn't take long. My
boyfriend read it aloud.
" 'Ken,
Where are you? The picnic was today, and you were invited, remember?
What happened that you couldn't come? You still can if you want to. I would
like you to. I really wanted to ask you this earlier, but I didn't have the
courage. Will you please go on a date with me?
Miyako' "
"I'm so glad she waited," I murmured to Ken. "I don't think I would be able
to stand you going out with her." I checked my e-mail. Nothing. I couldn't
believe that none of them cared enough about me to even send me an e-mail.
I guess they thought Ken was more important.
"I won't go out with her," declared Ken. "I have my love now, and she'll
have to find hers elsewhere." He said smiling at me. I smiled back, reached
up, and kissed him. In the background, I heard Chibimon ask, "What ARE they
doing?" and Minomon saying he didn't know. We were too busy to answer. I
broke it off in a minute and Ken sighed.
"You're going to have to respond," I said gently. "We can continue
afterwards."
"You are right." Ken typed his message quickly and showed me. It read:
'Miyako,
I'm honored by your request, but I am involved in a relationship
already. I am sorry I didn't come to the picnic, but I'm entertaining a
friend right now. I don't believe I'll be able to come. Thank you for
offering however.
Ken'
"That's good. So you're not going?" I asked. I was glad. I didn't think
I could face the others after running away like that.
"Nope. Not with the way they treated you. I'm not going to let my love be
hurt, remember?" He pressed the 'Send' button.
"Thanks, Ken." And I drew him into a kiss again.
The next day was a school day. I arrived late, due to my alarm clock not
going off like it was supposed to. Honestly, I didn't want to see TK and
Hikari fussing over each other either.
The day didn't go by as well as I hope. Three different teachers gave me
detention for the next day, the first one for being late, and the other two
for spacing out during class. I avoided TK and Hikari the entire day, eating
outside, arriving to classes just in time for the bell. So altogether, I was
a little annoyed by the end of the day.
When I went to the computer room after school, the first thing I saw was TK
and Hikari kissing in a corner. I just smirked and sat in a chair to wait
for Miyako and Iori. Ken was going to meet us there. We had to help clean-
up the Digiworld. I was hoping Ken and I would work together. I was so lost
in thoughts I didn't hear TK until he punched me across the jaw.
"Hey!" I jumped up. "What was that for?" I was officially pissed. I
hadn't done anything to anybody, and now TK was punching me. The blonde boy
growled.
"You weren't listening! We all tried to talk to you, but you ignored us all!
No one could get through to you! Let's go already!" I looked around. Iori
and a heart-broken Miyako had arrived, as well as Taichi, Koushiro, and Sora.
I guess Miyako had actually read that gentle 'NO!' in my Ken's e-mail.
"Is this all that's coming?" I asked. I had decided not to comment on TK's
behavior if none of the elder kids would.
"Yep." Taichi said. "I checked with the rest. None of them could come." I
nodded.
"Let's just go." Murmured Miyako. Sora looked at her thoughtfully, but
didn't say anything. The lavender-haired girl held up her digivice to the
screen and yelled, "Digiport open!"
The eight of us were sucked into the Digiworld. The in-training digimon had
digivolved to their rookie stages, just like always. Ken was waiting for us,
with Wormmon in his arms.
"Hey Ken!" I yelled towards him. He turned and smiled. We had agreed to
not tell any of the others about the two of us yet, since we didn't know how
they would respond. But it didn't mean we couldn't act like best friends.
We were, basically, the best friends of the other now, so it fit. Ken
figured the others might wonder why we were acting so chummy with each other,
but neither of us really cared. Ken approached us quietly.
"Hello Dai-chan. Hello all. I hope you had a pleasant day." Everyone
nodded and gave their greetings.
"So how are we going to do this?" Taichi asked.
"We should split up, one armor digimon per group." Koushiro replied. He
looked around for our approval. In some form, everyone gave it to him.
"Alright. One group will have two armor digimon. Any volunteers?"
TK, Hikari, and Taichi immediately got into a group. Sora volunteered her
and Miyako. The second bearer of Love reluctantly agreed. Iori and Koushiro
paired up, so that left Ken and I. We grinned at each other. The four
groupings went in different directions. It didn't matter to Ken and me. We
were alone with our digimon and each other. We were happy.
Ken and I were helping a village of Yokomon rebuild their huts. Ken would
build them, Wormmon would make sure they stayed together temporarily with
webbing and other materials, Vmon would use mud and clay to put the huts
together permanently, and I would paint. We were a well-efficient team, well,
except for every now and then when Ken and I couldn't hold it any longer and
kiss.
After a straight hour of work, with no complaining, a miracle in itself, we took a
break. Leaning against a finished hut, Ken and I collapsed. The work is harder
than it looks. I sighed. All I really wanted to do was go home and go to sleep.
Ken turned toward me, and gave me a rewarding grin. I melted. I would do
ANYTHING for that smile. I leaned forward and gave him a kiss. We were lost
from the world until...
"KEN? DAISUKE? WHAT'S GOING ON?" came about five people's voices.
Ken and I pulled away from each other and looked where the voices were coming
from. Uh-oh. All the other Digidestined were staring at us like we had each
grown an extra head.
"Uh, hi?" I said weakly. Taichi, Koushiro, TK, Hikari, and Miyako were staring
at me with open hate. Iori merely looked on in puzzlement. Sora just looked
thoughtful. But if the majority was disgusted, Ken and I were in trouble.
"Alright, I want to know what EXACTLY is the relationship between you two?"
Taichi asked angrily. Ken and I looked at each other, hoping the other would
have a response. I stood up, Ken following me.
"Ken and I have been dating." The words came boldly out of my mouth.
"You've been dating?" repeated Taichi. The two of us nodded. "You mean we
have two faggots on our team?!?!" I just stood there in shock. They actually
thought of homosexuals that way?
"Taichi Kamiya, that is wrong! Love is love, no matter what the gender!" Sora
said, putting herself between my idol and me and my boyfriend. Taichi just
stared at her in surprise. TK spoke up.
"Sora, love between guys is unnatural! They're sick to the mind, and should
be exterminated off the face of earth!" TK said that? TK always seemed to
accept everything. And now he is dissing homosexuals? With those thoughts,
I found my voice.
"I really don't care what you think Taichi, TK!" I tore the goggles off my head.
If my idol was someone who treated others a little bit different this way, I didn't
want to be like him. "Ken and I love each other, and we don't need you to act like
we're freaks! Thank you Sora for trying to stick up for us. People like them never
listen anyway." The tennis player sighed.
"I don't really have a problem with it, you two. These prejudiced IDIOTS are
acting like fools. I am the bearer of the crest of Love, and I can sense true love.
Congratulations Daisuke, Ken." Tai looked at his girlfriend in shock.
"Sora? You are actually sticking up for these freaks?"
"Ken and Daisuke are not freaks." Iori spoke quietly from the spot where he stood.
"If two people are in love, no matter what the gender, it can't be helped. True love
has no true plan." The others just looked at him. A moment later, Miyako stood
up straight, with fire in her eyes. She marched boldly to Ken and me. Then
slapped both of us.
"Ken! You baka! You break my heart and it turns out you're dating a worthless
nobody! You could have just told me you were a fag! Daisuke! You KNEW I had
a major crush on Ken, but you couldn't keep your hands off! I love him, and you
took him away from me!" Miyako collapsed crying. Hikari came over and gently
leaned the sobbing girl away, glaring at us the entire time.
"Miyako." Ken's voice was firm. "I never was yours. I'm sorry if I ever led you
to believe we were more than just friends. But Daisuke's had my heart for a long
time now."
Taichi seem to decide to just ignore what Sora and Iori had been saying. "As the
leader of the Digidestined, you guys are hereby off the team! We don't need two
fags on this team! Leave now!" Sora and Iori started to raise protests, but Taichi
cut them off. "It's better this way! Get out of here!" I turned around in disgust.
Ken followed me.
"Fine. Don't call us if you ever need any help." I said bitterly as Ken and I,
followed by our loyal digimon, walked away. Our lives had just been changed.
Abandoned by friends, and most likely society as well. The other Digidestined
didn't want our help. The Digiworld probably still needed us, but who else
did?
Ken and I found the nearest Digiport and went through. Veemon and Wormmon
returned to their in-training forms of Chibimon and Minomon, and my clothing
changed to the outfit I wore before going to the Digiworld. The four of us walked
silently away from the school. We parted, smiling sadly at each other. I headed
home to the 'joys' of my family life.
I took off my shoes and walked into the door of my apartment. Jun was blaring
music in her room, Yamato's band's music by the sounds of it, and she was
singing horribly along to it. My parents were home, and watching on the couch
watching television. They had come home from their latest business trip
yesterday, and had ignored me. I didn't expect anything different.
Chibimon knew about the way my family treated me, and, although he didn't agree
with me, he didn't worry about it. When the blue digimon first found out, he was
shocked and wanted me to tell the others. I told him I couldn't. He realized that the
other Digidestined didn't care for me like I cared for them, and saw why I wouldn't
tell them. He still thought the others were friends though. Telling them would not
change anything. My life was hell, except for Chibimon and now Ken. It wouldn't
change.
I went straight to my room, muttering 'hello' to my parents as I passed them.
Chibimon in my bookbag shifted nervously, and I hurried faster. Closing my door,
I leaned against it exhaustedly. The other Digidestined's words hurt more than I
let on. I was tired from working in the Digiworld, tired from school, and tired from
soccer practice. That was just physically. Emotionally, I was a wreck. I was in love
with a boy, and I wasn't afraid to admit it. But I now saw I had good reason to be
afraid of how others would react. I had been basically told only two people actually
cared about my feelings, more than I thought, but still a painful number. I sighed
and got up. Letting Chibimon out of my bookbag, he climbed onto my bed. I sat
down next to him.
"Daisuke, can we eat? I'm hungry."
"Sure Chibimon," I said distractedly. I really wasn't paying attention. I hadn't
thought the others would take it so badly. Chibimon must have noticed, because
he climbed into my lap.
"Daisuke, are you okay? I know the others were mean, but that's no reason to be
sad. I agree with you, they are not really your friends." Chibimon actually agreed
with me on that point? I never was persuaded that the other Digidestined were
actually friends, but I let Chibimon have his dreams. And now he agreed with
me?
"I'm not really sad about them, Chibimon. I have been wondering how long it would
take before they let me know their true feelings. But I'm just sad that Ken didn't have
a good chance to be a part of the team, or that the Digiworld might suffer because
of this breakup." I said quietly. Chibimon rubbed his head against my
stomach.
"Let's not worry about that now. It's not good to think on an empty stomach!" I
laughed and set my digimon back onto the bed.
"I'll get some food if you're hungry. I forgot that you're related to Pigmon!" I left
the room when I heard Chibimon's indignant snort. I wasn't hungry myself, but
in-training digimon are bottomless pits. Food taken from the kitchen was enough to
satisfy the little 'pig' and we both went to sleep.
The next day, I thought about playing sick, but my parents wouldn't believe me.
They never believe anything I say. Sighing, I got dressed and ate a piece of toast
for breakfast. Chibimon kept snoring away, so I just placed him in my bag and left.
School was going to be hell. And lucky me, I was right.
TK and Hikari just ignored me, even when the three of us were teamed up on a
science project, not by any of our choosing. TK even said he 'didn't want to work
with a fag'. Hikari just nodded to agree with her boyfriend.
During lunch I went outside to avoid the remarks I had been getting ever since TK
had said that. I leaned against a tree and gave my lunch to Chibimon. He had
insisted on staying with me in order to support me if I needed to vent. Of course,
getting lunch early helped that decision! I was starting to fall asleep when someone
punched me. I opened my eyes quickly and saw TK with his eyes burning. Behind
him were several eighth graders. I tried to get up but two of them pinned me against
the tree. Another one had grabbed Chibimon and was starting to squeeze the
digimon.
"Why did you even bother coming to school today?" TK asked viciously. I started
to reply when he punched me in the stomach. Was this the real TK? One who
hated others who was different?
Others started to join in the 'punch fest', punching and kicking me. Pain was
flowing through my body. I was starting to have trouble breathing... Spots speckled
my vision and I started to see double... Looking down at myself was hard, but I
seemed to have red skin... I looked up once more, before black over took. The image
of TK's eyes, hatred and disgust filling them, seemed to sear into my mind. My last
thought was 'I hate school'...
It helps you out
Knowing I'm left out
Locked in a box with a light
That won't shine
Turn it on and wait for
Someone to come
And you say
What did I say
What did you say
We just
Go away
Go away
Go away
"Daisuke? Dai-chan? P-p-please w-wake up. I n-need y-you." The voice seemed
so far away. I was surrounded by darkness, pitch black. It was comforting, and I
didn't have to remember anything. "Dai-chan, please! I can't be here without you!
I love you." Who loved me? I couldn't place the voice. Names floated through
my mind, but none of them seemed to fit. My curiosity and consciousness was
overwhelming me, wanting to know where I was and who was talking to me.
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw triplets of an indigo-haired boy with striking
amethyst eyes. I blinked, and the three were replaced by one. "Dai-chan?
Dai-chan, you're awake!" The boy exclaimed, and hugged me. I was startled and
backed away on the bed as far as I could, which turned out to be a couple inches.
He pulled back surprised.
Looking around, I appeared to be in a hospital room, white being the principle
color. I had casts on one of my legs and an arm, and bandages were on every
visible part of my body. I reached up my hand and touched my lip, which felt sore
and puffy. I could barely see out of my left eye, and my cheek felt strange.
"Daisuke? Are you okay?" That indigo-haired boy asked, concerned. He seemed
so familiar. The image of him in a regal blue outfit with a whip in hand appeared in
my mind. Another one of the same boy crying in the sand. This one was followed
by one of the boy in a gray school outfit being followed by a green caterpillar.
Then one of him smiling at me, and me rising up to kiss him. I knew who he was. I
remembered everything. My love Ken.
"Ken?"
"Daisuke!" Ken pulled me into a hug, which I gladly returned. "I was so worried
when Iori called me. He and Sora are in the waiting room. Those two are the only
ones who will talk to us." He pulled away to look me in the eyes. "Who did this
to you?" I blinked.
"You don't know?" Ken shook his head.
"Who was it?" he asked quietly. I shook my head.
"No one will believe me."
"I'll believe you."
"So will we." Sora's voice came from the doorway. "I don't think anyone would
lie after something as bad as that was done to them."
"I agree." Iori said. "You've been unconscious for three days. Do you still
remember?" I sighed.
"It was TK and some of the guys on the basketball team. I don't know who else."
Ken gave my hand a squeeze as I said that.
"It'll be okay. Do you know why they attacked you?"
"Because we're gay." I said matter-of-factually. "They were calling me faggot
and names like that. Just because my love is a guy." Sighing, I looked at Sora
and Iori. The two came closer to the bed.
"Look, they're idiots." Sora said confidently. "I'll stand by you two."
"So will I." Iori agreed.
"Dai-chan?" Ken asked nervously. I looked at him. "Maybe we should keep our
relationship under wraps for now."
I'm here now
Waiting
Holding on to reasons
Wasted
I faced it
Watching you deny me
"I get it," I said angrily. "You don't want bad rumors spread about you. Because
you love ME!"
"It's not that," he replied. "I just don't want you to get hurt." Sora and Iori just
looked on.
"I don't care about what pain I go through, as long as I'm with you." I said
sincerely. Being with Ken makes everything feel better. "Please Ken, let's not
end this this soon."
A nurse walked into the room. "Visiting hours are over. Please come back
tomorrow."
"We'll see you tomorrow, Daisuke." Iori said. "Chibimon is over at my house,
unless you want Ken to take him."
"Chibimon might want to be with Minomon more, Iori. Thanks for taking care
of him." I said in gratitude. The young boy nodded.
"Hope you're feeling better tomorrow," Sora said. She smiled and ruffled my
hair. "You're pretty tough." Then the tennis player left, Iori in tow.
"Please come back tomorrow if you can Ken. We need to talk." I told my
boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend, I didn't know.
"I will. And I'll bring Chibimon too. He's missed you. See you tomorrow."
Then he left.
Here in the light
It burns you out sometimes
Here in the shell of a sun
We echo on
I got out of the hospital a week later. Ken and I decided that he was right,
but we were still lovers when no one else was around. When I went to my
home, my parents kicked me back out again. They found out I was gay. Even
if they never paid attention before, they made up for lost time, by beating the
living crap out of me. I was able to gather some of my stuff, including my
precious D-3 and digiterminal, but then I was out, never to return.
I ended wandering over to Ken's house, and his parents were nice enough
to let me in. It was nice. I never really had anybody else before who acted
to me like real parents should. Makato-san insisted I was part of the family,
and treated me as such. Hinjo-san, Ken's father, seemed to like me as we talked
about sports and other topics. I was another son.
But there were times when I felt so left out. Ken and I both went to his
school now, and he would help me out. But it was a school for gifted. And
the Ichijoujis weren't used to a son who wasn't a genius. I overheard
Makato-san and Hinjo-san talking about that once, and I was embarrassed.
It feels bad enough to know you're not exactly intelligent, but it hurts worse
hearing others say that. But I felt a little better to know that they were at least
WORRIED about my grades, unlike my real parents. I was starting to feel like
the Ichijoujis were my true parents.
Chibimon loved it, being able to play with Minomon and Makato-san, who
would play with them when she wasn't busy. Neither digimon had to hide from
the family, for they were so irresistible that Makato-san and Hinjo-san had to
love them.
Ken and I didn't go to the Digiworld often, just enough so Minomon and
Chibimon didn't get homesick. Neither of us wanted to run into the other
Digidestined, even though we still talked to Iori and Sora occasionally.
TK and his partners never got in trouble for beating me up, I found out. The
other Digidestined ignored us if we ever ran into them on the street. Life was
okay, I guess.
Hinjo-san got a promotion at his business, and so the Ichijoujis were required
to move to Yokohama. They offered to bring me along, and I agreed. I had
nothing in Odaiba, so the six of us, four humans and two digimon, moved
to Yokohama.
We lived there for two months, before the unexpected happened. Ken and I
attended a school two or three blocks from our apartment. I was doing a lot
better, and understood everything thrown at us. In fact, I was only behind
Ken in grades, and that was only because we didn't work together on
homework. The two of us were walking home from school after soccer practice,
which we both played, when both digiterminals chimed. We each pulled ours
out at the same time, and flipped them open.
'Ken, Daisuke, we need help. A Knightmon is attacking us! It's an ultimate
digimon, and nothing we have is doing any good. It's been corrupted
somehow, even though it is a Data digimon. Please come! I'm sending
coordinates and a readout on the digimon right now! Iori'
Ken and I looked at each other. "Should we go?" Asked Ken quietly. "Can
we face them?" The unspoken question was 'Can you face it?' I sighed.
"If we can help, we need to. As rude as they were to us, we can't just let them
get killed." I looked up toward the sky. The sun was starting to set, and
beautiful colors were streaked across the sky, reds and oranges and pinks.
"We need to get to a computer."
"That's no problem. Let's get home! We can use the one in our bedroom."
Yes, Ken and I share a bedroom, but NOTHING happens! The two of us raced
home, and went to the room. It was similar to our bedroom in Odaiba, similar
enough so that the desktops were in the same place. Chibimon and Minomon
peeked up from the beds where they were playing.
"Hi Daisuke! Hi Ken! Did you bring any thing to eat?" Chibimon asked
cheerfully.
"Hi Ken, Daisuke. How was school and soccer practice?" Minomon asked.
The little green digimon saw the serious expressions on our faces. "What's
wrong?"
"We're going back to the Digiworld." I said simply. Ken nodded.
"Yay!" cheered Chibimon. I had to stifle laughter at the way he was excited.
Minomon however wanted to know why. "Yeah, why?" my digimon asked.
"We received an e-mail from the others." We all knew who the 'others' were.
"They need our help." Ken answered.
"I thought you guys said you weren't going to help them." said Chibimon
confusedly. Ken and I looked at each other, then back to the digimon.
"We weren't." I said. "But we don't want them to die either."
"That serious, huh?" said Minomon. "In that case, let's go."
"Right!" seconded Chibimon. He jumped up into my arms. "Let's go!" Ken
picked up Minomon and walked over to the computer. He typed some things
into the keyboard, and a Digiport opened on the screen.
"Do you want to?" Ken asked me, faintly grinning. I grinned back and held
my digivice up to the screen. Ken did the same.
"Digiport Open!" The four of us were sucked into the computer.
"Where are we?" I asked, looking around. We were in a forest area, but that
could mean any where in the Digiworld.
"According to my digiterminal, it's an area called Honor Forest. As to why it
has that name, I don't know." Ken said, looking at his device. I nodded.
"The Honor Forest is home to many honorable and powerful digimon, such as
Leomon, Centarumon, and Knightmon, as well as many others." Wormmon
supplied helpfully.
"We're supposed to be fighting a corrupted Knightmon." I pointed out. "How
do we know which one we're needed to fight against?" A giant explosion
sounded several hundred feet away. "I guess that's how. We need to get there
fast. Veemon, digivolve." My digivice reacted by glowing and shaking.
"Right! Veemon digivolve to... XVmon!"
"You need to digivolve too, Wormmon." Ken said. The caterpillar-like digimon
nodded.
"Wormmon digivolve to... Stingmon!" Ken and I climbed onto our respective
digimon' backs.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Digimon, no matter how much I
want to. So there! :: Sticks out her tongue:: I also don't own the song
'You Say' by Vertical Horizon, even though I LOVE their songs...
Authoress' Notes: Yeah, so TK and Hikari are mean in this story. So
what if the Digidestined are out of character. So what if the couple turns
out to be Dai- mumph! ::a hand has covered her mouth::
Daisuke: Shut up already. You'll give it away!
Yeah, whatever. All right, I have to get one thing straight. This is NOT a
Daikari! As much as I like the couple, this is not it. Hikari seems too
mean in the second season for me to be very nice to her. ::shrugs::
Miyako: ::walks in:: I heard that. Hikari's nice.
Nope! She treats both TK and Daisuke like crap because she can't make up her
mind! That's not exactly nice. Have you even read my story?
Miyako: ::sighs:: No, but I'll come talk to you when you have become
sane again, if that makes you feel better. ::walks out::
Daisuke: I think I've fallen out of love with her now anyway, now
that I've read this fic! But-
But what? ::start to glow red::
Daisuke: NOTHING!!! ::backs away quickly::
That's what I thought. On with the fic!
Rated PG for yaoi and language. (HERE'S YOUR WARNING!!! IF THIS SORT OF
STUFF MAKES YOU SICK, THERE'S A 'BACK' BUTTON FOR A REASON!!!) Any flames
will be considered, BUT only if they have constructive help. Otherwise,
they will gladly help my 'Fire Stars' attack! This totally disregards
Arukenimon (That dub name stinks!) and Mummymon, which means in turn
BlackWarGreymon. The Knightmon was originally my idea, but then three weeks after
I start this, a Knightmon shows up in the series. Sheesh. In Daisuke's POV.
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I raced toward the park. The Digidestined were supposed to meet there, for
a picnic instead of working. Chibimon was asleep in my bookbag. I was
surprised he hadn't eaten all the food I brought yet! I was trying to get
to our grove of trees early to see Hikari before TK got there. I slowed
down thinking about them.
I loved Hikari. I knew it wasn't some silly crush, because I have had
crushes before, believe it or not, and this was stronger than any crush.
She was perfect, except for one thing. She cared more about TK than me.
You could see it in her eyes every time she looked at him. Sometimes I
wonder if he really is a dumb blonde for never noticing. But I noticed.
And I wished she would look at me like that. All the others think I'm an
idiot, but I'm like that just to get attention. I see almost everything
around me, like their love for each other; I have to, to try to get hurt as
little as possible.
People see me as this idiot who doesn't listen to what others have to say.
I do listen, whether they think I do or not. I act all stubborn and kind of
like a jerk so I at least get some attention, however bad, otherwise I
wouldn't get any at all. I rely on that stubbornness to just get out of bed
in the morning, because I'm actually scared of the world. Of people. No one
cares about me, really cares what happens to me. If I disappeared tomorrow,
I wondered if anyone would notice. The only one who acts like they care is
Chibimon, and he's required to! I even wonder how he, a great partner you
could rely on, would get stuck with me.
Honestly, I know no one cares, and have known that ever since I was little.
My parents are never home, and when they are, they ignore me or punish me for
whatever I did during their long business trips. My friends probably
wouldn't care if I jumped off a cliff, except for Chibimon. I have tried to
kill myself before. I know I don't act that way, all depressed or anything.
But hasn't anyone wondered why my wrists are always covered? I'm always
wearing long gloves, like in the Digiworld, long-sleeved shirt, or
wristbands. It's because I used to cut my wrists. But when I got Chibimon,
my D3 and digimental of Courage, I realized I had to live, or at least until
the adventure was over.
All the others listen to TK better any time than they would ever listen to
me. I guess it's because he's nicer and all, and supposedly has better
brains. I'm always the one who gets pushed aside it seems like. But enough
about me. I was thinking about them.
TK. He's an enigma. Yes, I DO know words that are more than two syllables.
There are so many times that he is nice. But then when we get into an
argument or something and he becomes the Grinch before that green guy turns
good. He acts too much like a goody-goody, which is why I try to bug him by
calling him by wrong names. I know it's annoying, but I get some kind of
attention from this person who I would like to befriend, if it wasn't for
our rivalry over Hikari. I'm not sure what to make of him.
Unwillingly, my mind made its way over to another person. Ken Ichijouji.
Boy genius. Or at least he was. According to what I heard, he's not doing
too well in school now. I remember him mentioning he couldn't remember
anything after he woke up from coming back from the Digiworld. That's
probably why. I'm not sure what to make of him either. He is still so
distant, but the scary part is, I'm attracted to him.
I don't know why. I forgave him quickly after the Digiworld incident, unlike
the others. They thought I was being an idiot, but at the time, I trusted my
gut and heart, which said Ken truly felt sorry for what he did. I always try
to follow them, and they are rarely ever wrong. I only mess up when I try
and follow my head.
I was jerked from my thoughts as I realized I was at our maple grove in the
park. We called it ours because it was very private and secluded, and no one
knew about it. We could talk about the Digiworld or whatever and no one
other than the Digidestined would know.
I stopped right outside the entrance to the clearing and took off my bookbag
quickly to get Chibimon out. I was too busy looking down to worry about a
quick second glance.
Until I realized what I saw.
I slowly looked back up, my eyes hopefully not seeing what I thought it was.
Hopefully was the key word. Looking straight in front of me, I saw TK and
Hikari kissing. Passionately.
I bit back a shriek of sorrow. I had lost. After all this time, after all
the fights, after all the things I had done or tried to do to impress her, I
had lost.
My muffled shriek did not go unheard. The two friends, I mean lovers now,
looked up from their 'business' and glared at me.
"What's going on?" I managed to squeak out. TK stared at me with hate.
"What does it look like? Hikari and I are dating. Are you that stupid to
figure it out?" The two laughed like that was the funniest joke in the
world.
"What did you say?" I asked in shock. Why was I the last to know?
"I don't know. What did I say?" asked TK, turning to the girl in his arms.
She sighed.
"Daisuke, we just-"
"Hikari, we don't have to explain ourselves to the likes of him." TK said
angrily. "Just go away, goggle head!"
Here in the light
It burns you up inside
Here in the shell of a sun
We echo on
Too much listening
Not enough living
And you say
What did I say
What did you say
We just
Go away
Go away
Go away
I did what came first. I picked up my bookbag and ran. Ran past Taichi and
Sora, who were just arriving. Past a startled group of Yamato, Jyou, and
Koushiro. Past a surprised Miyako and Iori. I ran down the streets of
Odaiba, barely holding on to Chibimon in my arms.
Turning a corner along the busy sidewalks, I ran straight into someone.
Well, I had to do that sometime, I thought bitterly. Falling backwards, I
muttered a quick apology and started to run off. A firm hand on my shoulder
stopped me.
"Daisuke, are you alright?" It was Ken's soft voice. I looked up at him,
then away. No one else needed my problems. "Please tell me what's wrong.
I'll try to help if I can," He said softly.
"Can you mend a broken heart?" I asked bitterly, staring up at him. His
eyes widened, then softened. Ken looked ready for anything, except that, in
his soccer uniform, and the soccer ball under his arms.
"Was it Hikari?" he asked simply. I nodded. He sighed. "I don't know. But
if you need to talk, I'm here."
"Why would I want to talk?" I asked cynically. "I've kept all of the real
me bottled up inside. I'll be perfectly alright." I ripped myself from his
grasp and tried to run again. But again, his soft voice and firm grip
stopped me.
"It hurts worse to keep everything inside," Ken said calmly and quietly. "It
just increases day after day after day. Talking helps. If you won't talk to
me, talk to one of the others. People care about you and they don't want you
to hurt yourself." I grinned, but without humor.
"So you don't care about me?" I thought I had him.
"Uh, I- I-" Then he muttered something under his breath. I asked him to
repeat it. He did, louder this time. "I said I don't just care about you,
I love you."
I stared in shock. Ken Ichijouji, once our sworn enemy, now reluctant ally,
LOVED me? Even if the idea of being in love with another boy was strange, I
embraced this idea. It warmed me up inside from top to bottom that someone
cared about me. It made me feel... special. That was the word. Special
that someone that was important was in love with me. I know it seems a bit
selfish. But was I in love with him? But why did he fall for me? I could
answer the first question. Yes. I was in love with him. It was another
thing I had kept bottled up inside never to come out, until now. But I
couldn't answer the second question.
"Why?" I asked quietly. He flushed.
"I- I- Can we go somewhere more private?" Ken finally said, gesturing at the
busy street. I nodded. I didn't care where we went as long as Ken was there
and he answered my question. He led the way to the Tamadachi apartments.
Walking up the stairs instead of taking the elevator, the trip seemed to take
forever. Maybe that's what Ken wanted, I don't know.
He opened the door to his apartment, and walked in. I followed. Mrs.
Ichijouji saw and greeted us. "Oh hi Ken dear! Did you have fun at
practice? Oh, you brought a friend! Hello dear, I'm Ken's mom. Please call
me Makato." I bowed in respect.
"Good day, Makato-san. Thank you for allowing me over." I know how to use
respect when I should, no matter what people think. "I'm Daisuke Motomiya."
"Hi, momma. We're going to my room, alright? We need to talk about
something important," Ken said, sounding nervous to me, to his mom.
"Alright. Have fun! When you're done, you can come out here for a snack,
'kay? No need to thank me Daisuke. Any friends of Ken are allowed over.
Don't worry about it." I grinned, and nodded to show my agreement. She
smiled at us. "I'll see you in a little bit." Ken led the way back to his
room.
I looked around his room. It was plain, not decorated with trophies and
photos like I half suspected. His computer, which must have been the one he
went to the Digiworld with, was set up on a practically bare desk. A
bookcase was full of books, not all educational I was surprised to see. Most
of them were fantasy books, like David Eddings, Tamara Pierce, Diane Duane,
Piers Anthony, and many others. Most of these people were favorite authors
of mine. There were a couple of framed pictures on top of the bookcase, one
of whom I assumed was his deceased older brother and another of two children
blowing bubbles. Ken must have seen my interest in them because he said, "My
brother and I, several years ago. My mom got that when neither one of us
were paying attention."
"Ah." I looked around for a place to sit, and settled for the floor. I put
the still sleeping Chibimon in my lap. Ken pointed to his bunk bed where I
saw a little green head asleep. I stood up slowly, so as not to disturb my
partner, and put Chibimon next to the other digimon. That must have been
Wormmon's in-training stage. Ken took the desk chair and looked away.
"I guess you want me to answer that question now," Ken said, almost too quiet
for me to hear. I nodded, but forgot he wasn't looking at me. I said my
agreement aloud then.
"I guess I first fell in love with you when I was the-" Ken winced, "Digimon
Kaizer. I could see you wanted to beat me so badly, and I fell in love with
your stubbornness and cheerfulness. I know it seemed like I wanted to
destroy you particularly, but that's because I wasn't sure of my feelings for
you. Later, when I watched you from the Digiworld in the real world, I could
see you crying at night." I froze.
I would cry every night for what I knew, and know, was true. No love, no
caring, no hope, no light. I honestly had received none of that. No one had
given me love, no one had given me care, no one had given me hope and light
like Hikari, but I didn't have her either. I would cry for being alone,
except for my digimon.
"Y- Y- you saw that?" I asked, hoping he was lying. But Ken nodded sadly.
"I wanted to help you so badly at those times, but I knew I was your enemy
and that you wouldn't accept anyone's help but your own. I wanted to travel
to the real world and comfort you, tell you someone other than Chibimon
cared, but I couldn't. I covered my love with hate and disgust." He sighed.
"I saw you that night you were going to end it all, but when you looked
toward Chibimon, you seemed to change your mind."
I remembered that. I had hated myself because I had realized Hikari would
never be mine, even if I still tried to hold on afterwards. I had almost
died in the Digiworld when we were still fighting the Kaizer, and no one
cared. Miyako even whispered "Good riddance" when they thought I was dead.
No one thought I heard that. I had survived however, even though I didn't
want to. Later on that night after we had gotten home, and Chibimon was
sleeping, I found the razor blade I used to use, and started to slash my
wrist. I glance toward Chibimon when he seemed to stir, and realized that
even if no one else did, he cared. I had put the razor away and fixed myself
up. I had been determined to finish my duty in the Digiworld first, then
die, when I first got my friend. But ultimately I decided to live, and show
everyone I was stronger than they thought. But I still go back to those
feelings a lot.
"I realized that you weren't really the happy boy everyone thought you were,
and I decided to find out as much as I could about you. I found out that you
were ready to die for the people you considered friends even if they didn't
feel the same way about you. You were ready to fight until the end for your
cause. I loved you for that. Then after I stopped being the Kaizer, you
were ready to forgive me immediately. You didn't care what kind of evil
deeds I had done. I was grateful for that. Your kind ways enabled me to
help you guys. I wanted to make up for my deeds, but I didn't want to join
you guys. You were the one who I joined for." Ken blushed faintly, and
then continued. "That's why I fell in love with you."
I grinned. It was a bit long response, but I knew he was being sincere. My
gut instinct again. Ken looked nervously at me. I think he was waiting for
a reply. So I did what my gut instinct told me. I leaned over and up and
kissed him. He tensed up for a moment, then relaxed and kissed back. Ooh,
that was nice. I felt tingly all over. Ken was powerful like that. His
tongue pushed slightly against my lips, in a silent plea to me. I parted my
mouth, agreeing. His tongue explored my mouth. I was starting to feel
excited. My feelings were starting to take over as my tongue joined his.
Ken was sinking into the kiss even more when a knock at the door interrupted
us. We weren't fast enough in getting away from each other before Makato-san
saw us. She was carrying a telephone in her hands. "Ken, dear, there's- Oh
my. I'll have them call you back later dear." Dang, was she cool. My
parents would have freaked. She walked back out the door. Ken and I stared
at each other.
"What just happened here?" I managed to get out. Ken had an astonished look
on his face.
"My mom found us. But she didn't react like I thought she would. I guess
she's cooler about things than I thought," he said. A thought struck me.
"So does this mean we're dating?" I asked mischievously. Ken smiled
roguishly at me.
"Only if my handsome knight says it does." I laughed and said,
"Yes then, if MY handsome kaizer agrees." Ken slightly grimaced, but
grinned. I noticed this. "Ken, I'm not trying to be mean."
"It's alright," Ken said, unbelievingly. "It's part of my past now. I have
to accept it." He shrugged.
"I'm sorry. I don't want to do anything that hurts you, Ken. Okay?"
"I don't want to do anything that hurts you either." We smiled at each
other. "I think we need to go explain things to my mom."
"Which part: the Digiworld, us dating, or both?" I asked worriedly.
"Both. My parents don't need to live in the fear of me running away again,"
Ken said determinedly.
Frowning, I said, "But that means they'll have to worry more about you being
hurt or killed instead."
"You have a point there. But they need to know." Ken replied. I wasn't
going to argue. I turned to the bed to get Chibimon. Turning toward the
bed, I saw an interesting sight.
Chibimon and Ken's digimon were encurled around each other like they were
sleeping. However, they were both very much awake. They were staring at Ken
and I like we were specimens for inspection.
"Hello again Daisuke-san. I'm Minomon, the in-training form of Wormmon. May
I ask what's going on?" questioned the green head calmly.
"Yeah! Daisuke, were you trying to eat Ken-chan? That's what it looked like
to me!" Chibimon asked excitedly. "Does he taste good?" I sweatdropped and
turned toward Ken.
"Why did you want to tell your parents again?" I asked Ken. He
sweatdropped but sighed.
"I still need to tell them. Plus, I bet they are wondering about us. That's
something they definitely need to know. Come on Minomon." Ken walked over
to the bed and picked up the green head. I followed him and picked up
Chibimon. We walked out to the living room, where Makato-san was reading a
magazine. She looked up at the sound of our footsteps, and smiled warmly.
"Do you want some homemade cookies, boys? They're chocolate chip." We
nodded politely and sat at the dining table. She handed us each several and
took a seat across from us. "I have a feeling you two need to talk to me.
What's wrong?" Ken and I glance at each other, and my boyfriend started.
"Momma, we need to tell you a long story. I know you may not believe us, but
every word is true." Makato-san nodded curiously. "Momma, the first thing
you need to know is that there is another world connected to ours." Ken went
on to explain the Digiworld, digimon, the Digidestined, and his and my pasts
in the Digiworld. He told his mother all the pain he had given digimon and
the Digidestined. I helped whenever I could. Ken told about becoming good
and losing Wormmon after creating Kimeramon. He told about finding Wormmon
and about fixing up the Digiworld. He didn't tell about our relationship
just yet.
At the end of Ken's story, Makato-san sat shell-shocked. "Are you alright
Makato-san?" I asked concerned. She hadn't erupted yet, nor come out with
flat out disbelief. She sat up and looked Ken straight in the eye. Then
she did something I didn't expect. Makato-san slapped Ken. Hard. Then the
caring mother hugged Ken as tight as she could. Ken was starting to turn
blue before she let go.
"Oh my poor baby! You were in that world the entire time! I'm so glad you
stopped hurting digimon, and I'm so glad you came home! You deserve your
crest of Kindness, whether you think so or not!" Makato-san said, slightly
shaking Ken. "I would like to meet Minomon sometime. He sounds very
special." Ken got out of his mother's grip and smiled.
"Alright. Minomon, please introduce yourself." The green head jumped out of
Ken's lap and onto the table.
"Hello, Ken's momma! My name's Minomon. It's very nice to meet you."
Makato-san looked like she was about to have a heart attack. Before I could
stop him, Chibimon jumped out of my lap as well and landed next to Minomon.
"Makato-san," the blue digimon said, "are you alright? I'm Chibimon." I
grimaced as she reached out her hands. I thought she was going to strangle
them, but Makato-san just started to pet them. "That feels nice!" said
Chibimon as Ken's mom scratched him just in the right place behind the ears.
Minomon just smiled sleepily in agreement.
"Uh, mom? There's something else I need to tell you..." Ken said nervously.
She looked up questioningly. "Um, when you walked in on Dai-chan and me," I
guess I got a new nickname, "we had just told each other that-"
"I know," Makato-san said quietly. "I realized that you loved each other
when I burst in on you. It helped when you told me your story. Ken, you
should have heard how tenderly you spoke of him."
"You don't mind?" I asked in astonishment. She shook her head.
"As long as the two of you are happy. Just make sure you don't get too
physical until you're both older, and I mean a lot older!" Ken and I grinned
at each other. We both stood up and bowed to the kind lady.
"Thanks for your approval Momma." Said Ken. I seconded him. Makato-san
laughed.
"It's alright. You may need to help me explain to your father Ken about the
Digiworld, but I can explain you two dating. He won't mind. Your father
told me his best friend growing up was dating another boy. Don't worry about
anything here." We nodded.
"Oh that reminds me! Ken, a girl named Miyako called. She wanted to talk to
you. When I said you were busy, she asked for you to e-mail her when you
became free." Makato-san said, snapping her fingers.
"We must have been gone awhile," I said, thinking. Miyako had gone to the
picnic with the others, and yet her she was, calling Ken. Maybe they
wondered where we were? I sighed. Or maybe they wondered where Ken was.
My mind returned to TK and Hikari kissing. Did those two tell anyone what
happened, or did they keep it a secret? I wondered about my feelings for
Hikari. Or ex-feelings. I felt fine now, except for the fact they told me
to leave.
"Thanks again Momma." Said Ken. We went back to his room, digimon in tow.
"I wonder what she wants?" Ken took out his digiterminal and quickly
composed a message. "Let's wait for a reply." It didn't take long. My
boyfriend read it aloud.
" 'Ken,
Where are you? The picnic was today, and you were invited, remember?
What happened that you couldn't come? You still can if you want to. I would
like you to. I really wanted to ask you this earlier, but I didn't have the
courage. Will you please go on a date with me?
Miyako' "
"I'm so glad she waited," I murmured to Ken. "I don't think I would be able
to stand you going out with her." I checked my e-mail. Nothing. I couldn't
believe that none of them cared enough about me to even send me an e-mail.
I guess they thought Ken was more important.
"I won't go out with her," declared Ken. "I have my love now, and she'll
have to find hers elsewhere." He said smiling at me. I smiled back, reached
up, and kissed him. In the background, I heard Chibimon ask, "What ARE they
doing?" and Minomon saying he didn't know. We were too busy to answer. I
broke it off in a minute and Ken sighed.
"You're going to have to respond," I said gently. "We can continue
afterwards."
"You are right." Ken typed his message quickly and showed me. It read:
'Miyako,
I'm honored by your request, but I am involved in a relationship
already. I am sorry I didn't come to the picnic, but I'm entertaining a
friend right now. I don't believe I'll be able to come. Thank you for
offering however.
Ken'
"That's good. So you're not going?" I asked. I was glad. I didn't think
I could face the others after running away like that.
"Nope. Not with the way they treated you. I'm not going to let my love be
hurt, remember?" He pressed the 'Send' button.
"Thanks, Ken." And I drew him into a kiss again.
The next day was a school day. I arrived late, due to my alarm clock not
going off like it was supposed to. Honestly, I didn't want to see TK and
Hikari fussing over each other either.
The day didn't go by as well as I hope. Three different teachers gave me
detention for the next day, the first one for being late, and the other two
for spacing out during class. I avoided TK and Hikari the entire day, eating
outside, arriving to classes just in time for the bell. So altogether, I was
a little annoyed by the end of the day.
When I went to the computer room after school, the first thing I saw was TK
and Hikari kissing in a corner. I just smirked and sat in a chair to wait
for Miyako and Iori. Ken was going to meet us there. We had to help clean-
up the Digiworld. I was hoping Ken and I would work together. I was so lost
in thoughts I didn't hear TK until he punched me across the jaw.
"Hey!" I jumped up. "What was that for?" I was officially pissed. I
hadn't done anything to anybody, and now TK was punching me. The blonde boy
growled.
"You weren't listening! We all tried to talk to you, but you ignored us all!
No one could get through to you! Let's go already!" I looked around. Iori
and a heart-broken Miyako had arrived, as well as Taichi, Koushiro, and Sora.
I guess Miyako had actually read that gentle 'NO!' in my Ken's e-mail.
"Is this all that's coming?" I asked. I had decided not to comment on TK's
behavior if none of the elder kids would.
"Yep." Taichi said. "I checked with the rest. None of them could come." I
nodded.
"Let's just go." Murmured Miyako. Sora looked at her thoughtfully, but
didn't say anything. The lavender-haired girl held up her digivice to the
screen and yelled, "Digiport open!"
The eight of us were sucked into the Digiworld. The in-training digimon had
digivolved to their rookie stages, just like always. Ken was waiting for us,
with Wormmon in his arms.
"Hey Ken!" I yelled towards him. He turned and smiled. We had agreed to
not tell any of the others about the two of us yet, since we didn't know how
they would respond. But it didn't mean we couldn't act like best friends.
We were, basically, the best friends of the other now, so it fit. Ken
figured the others might wonder why we were acting so chummy with each other,
but neither of us really cared. Ken approached us quietly.
"Hello Dai-chan. Hello all. I hope you had a pleasant day." Everyone
nodded and gave their greetings.
"So how are we going to do this?" Taichi asked.
"We should split up, one armor digimon per group." Koushiro replied. He
looked around for our approval. In some form, everyone gave it to him.
"Alright. One group will have two armor digimon. Any volunteers?"
TK, Hikari, and Taichi immediately got into a group. Sora volunteered her
and Miyako. The second bearer of Love reluctantly agreed. Iori and Koushiro
paired up, so that left Ken and I. We grinned at each other. The four
groupings went in different directions. It didn't matter to Ken and me. We
were alone with our digimon and each other. We were happy.
Ken and I were helping a village of Yokomon rebuild their huts. Ken would
build them, Wormmon would make sure they stayed together temporarily with
webbing and other materials, Vmon would use mud and clay to put the huts
together permanently, and I would paint. We were a well-efficient team, well,
except for every now and then when Ken and I couldn't hold it any longer and
kiss.
After a straight hour of work, with no complaining, a miracle in itself, we took a
break. Leaning against a finished hut, Ken and I collapsed. The work is harder
than it looks. I sighed. All I really wanted to do was go home and go to sleep.
Ken turned toward me, and gave me a rewarding grin. I melted. I would do
ANYTHING for that smile. I leaned forward and gave him a kiss. We were lost
from the world until...
"KEN? DAISUKE? WHAT'S GOING ON?" came about five people's voices.
Ken and I pulled away from each other and looked where the voices were coming
from. Uh-oh. All the other Digidestined were staring at us like we had each
grown an extra head.
"Uh, hi?" I said weakly. Taichi, Koushiro, TK, Hikari, and Miyako were staring
at me with open hate. Iori merely looked on in puzzlement. Sora just looked
thoughtful. But if the majority was disgusted, Ken and I were in trouble.
"Alright, I want to know what EXACTLY is the relationship between you two?"
Taichi asked angrily. Ken and I looked at each other, hoping the other would
have a response. I stood up, Ken following me.
"Ken and I have been dating." The words came boldly out of my mouth.
"You've been dating?" repeated Taichi. The two of us nodded. "You mean we
have two faggots on our team?!?!" I just stood there in shock. They actually
thought of homosexuals that way?
"Taichi Kamiya, that is wrong! Love is love, no matter what the gender!" Sora
said, putting herself between my idol and me and my boyfriend. Taichi just
stared at her in surprise. TK spoke up.
"Sora, love between guys is unnatural! They're sick to the mind, and should
be exterminated off the face of earth!" TK said that? TK always seemed to
accept everything. And now he is dissing homosexuals? With those thoughts,
I found my voice.
"I really don't care what you think Taichi, TK!" I tore the goggles off my head.
If my idol was someone who treated others a little bit different this way, I didn't
want to be like him. "Ken and I love each other, and we don't need you to act like
we're freaks! Thank you Sora for trying to stick up for us. People like them never
listen anyway." The tennis player sighed.
"I don't really have a problem with it, you two. These prejudiced IDIOTS are
acting like fools. I am the bearer of the crest of Love, and I can sense true love.
Congratulations Daisuke, Ken." Tai looked at his girlfriend in shock.
"Sora? You are actually sticking up for these freaks?"
"Ken and Daisuke are not freaks." Iori spoke quietly from the spot where he stood.
"If two people are in love, no matter what the gender, it can't be helped. True love
has no true plan." The others just looked at him. A moment later, Miyako stood
up straight, with fire in her eyes. She marched boldly to Ken and me. Then
slapped both of us.
"Ken! You baka! You break my heart and it turns out you're dating a worthless
nobody! You could have just told me you were a fag! Daisuke! You KNEW I had
a major crush on Ken, but you couldn't keep your hands off! I love him, and you
took him away from me!" Miyako collapsed crying. Hikari came over and gently
leaned the sobbing girl away, glaring at us the entire time.
"Miyako." Ken's voice was firm. "I never was yours. I'm sorry if I ever led you
to believe we were more than just friends. But Daisuke's had my heart for a long
time now."
Taichi seem to decide to just ignore what Sora and Iori had been saying. "As the
leader of the Digidestined, you guys are hereby off the team! We don't need two
fags on this team! Leave now!" Sora and Iori started to raise protests, but Taichi
cut them off. "It's better this way! Get out of here!" I turned around in disgust.
Ken followed me.
"Fine. Don't call us if you ever need any help." I said bitterly as Ken and I,
followed by our loyal digimon, walked away. Our lives had just been changed.
Abandoned by friends, and most likely society as well. The other Digidestined
didn't want our help. The Digiworld probably still needed us, but who else
did?
Ken and I found the nearest Digiport and went through. Veemon and Wormmon
returned to their in-training forms of Chibimon and Minomon, and my clothing
changed to the outfit I wore before going to the Digiworld. The four of us walked
silently away from the school. We parted, smiling sadly at each other. I headed
home to the 'joys' of my family life.
I took off my shoes and walked into the door of my apartment. Jun was blaring
music in her room, Yamato's band's music by the sounds of it, and she was
singing horribly along to it. My parents were home, and watching on the couch
watching television. They had come home from their latest business trip
yesterday, and had ignored me. I didn't expect anything different.
Chibimon knew about the way my family treated me, and, although he didn't agree
with me, he didn't worry about it. When the blue digimon first found out, he was
shocked and wanted me to tell the others. I told him I couldn't. He realized that the
other Digidestined didn't care for me like I cared for them, and saw why I wouldn't
tell them. He still thought the others were friends though. Telling them would not
change anything. My life was hell, except for Chibimon and now Ken. It wouldn't
change.
I went straight to my room, muttering 'hello' to my parents as I passed them.
Chibimon in my bookbag shifted nervously, and I hurried faster. Closing my door,
I leaned against it exhaustedly. The other Digidestined's words hurt more than I
let on. I was tired from working in the Digiworld, tired from school, and tired from
soccer practice. That was just physically. Emotionally, I was a wreck. I was in love
with a boy, and I wasn't afraid to admit it. But I now saw I had good reason to be
afraid of how others would react. I had been basically told only two people actually
cared about my feelings, more than I thought, but still a painful number. I sighed
and got up. Letting Chibimon out of my bookbag, he climbed onto my bed. I sat
down next to him.
"Daisuke, can we eat? I'm hungry."
"Sure Chibimon," I said distractedly. I really wasn't paying attention. I hadn't
thought the others would take it so badly. Chibimon must have noticed, because
he climbed into my lap.
"Daisuke, are you okay? I know the others were mean, but that's no reason to be
sad. I agree with you, they are not really your friends." Chibimon actually agreed
with me on that point? I never was persuaded that the other Digidestined were
actually friends, but I let Chibimon have his dreams. And now he agreed with
me?
"I'm not really sad about them, Chibimon. I have been wondering how long it would
take before they let me know their true feelings. But I'm just sad that Ken didn't have
a good chance to be a part of the team, or that the Digiworld might suffer because
of this breakup." I said quietly. Chibimon rubbed his head against my
stomach.
"Let's not worry about that now. It's not good to think on an empty stomach!" I
laughed and set my digimon back onto the bed.
"I'll get some food if you're hungry. I forgot that you're related to Pigmon!" I left
the room when I heard Chibimon's indignant snort. I wasn't hungry myself, but
in-training digimon are bottomless pits. Food taken from the kitchen was enough to
satisfy the little 'pig' and we both went to sleep.
The next day, I thought about playing sick, but my parents wouldn't believe me.
They never believe anything I say. Sighing, I got dressed and ate a piece of toast
for breakfast. Chibimon kept snoring away, so I just placed him in my bag and left.
School was going to be hell. And lucky me, I was right.
TK and Hikari just ignored me, even when the three of us were teamed up on a
science project, not by any of our choosing. TK even said he 'didn't want to work
with a fag'. Hikari just nodded to agree with her boyfriend.
During lunch I went outside to avoid the remarks I had been getting ever since TK
had said that. I leaned against a tree and gave my lunch to Chibimon. He had
insisted on staying with me in order to support me if I needed to vent. Of course,
getting lunch early helped that decision! I was starting to fall asleep when someone
punched me. I opened my eyes quickly and saw TK with his eyes burning. Behind
him were several eighth graders. I tried to get up but two of them pinned me against
the tree. Another one had grabbed Chibimon and was starting to squeeze the
digimon.
"Why did you even bother coming to school today?" TK asked viciously. I started
to reply when he punched me in the stomach. Was this the real TK? One who
hated others who was different?
Others started to join in the 'punch fest', punching and kicking me. Pain was
flowing through my body. I was starting to have trouble breathing... Spots speckled
my vision and I started to see double... Looking down at myself was hard, but I
seemed to have red skin... I looked up once more, before black over took. The image
of TK's eyes, hatred and disgust filling them, seemed to sear into my mind. My last
thought was 'I hate school'...
It helps you out
Knowing I'm left out
Locked in a box with a light
That won't shine
Turn it on and wait for
Someone to come
And you say
What did I say
What did you say
We just
Go away
Go away
Go away
"Daisuke? Dai-chan? P-p-please w-wake up. I n-need y-you." The voice seemed
so far away. I was surrounded by darkness, pitch black. It was comforting, and I
didn't have to remember anything. "Dai-chan, please! I can't be here without you!
I love you." Who loved me? I couldn't place the voice. Names floated through
my mind, but none of them seemed to fit. My curiosity and consciousness was
overwhelming me, wanting to know where I was and who was talking to me.
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw triplets of an indigo-haired boy with striking
amethyst eyes. I blinked, and the three were replaced by one. "Dai-chan?
Dai-chan, you're awake!" The boy exclaimed, and hugged me. I was startled and
backed away on the bed as far as I could, which turned out to be a couple inches.
He pulled back surprised.
Looking around, I appeared to be in a hospital room, white being the principle
color. I had casts on one of my legs and an arm, and bandages were on every
visible part of my body. I reached up my hand and touched my lip, which felt sore
and puffy. I could barely see out of my left eye, and my cheek felt strange.
"Daisuke? Are you okay?" That indigo-haired boy asked, concerned. He seemed
so familiar. The image of him in a regal blue outfit with a whip in hand appeared in
my mind. Another one of the same boy crying in the sand. This one was followed
by one of the boy in a gray school outfit being followed by a green caterpillar.
Then one of him smiling at me, and me rising up to kiss him. I knew who he was. I
remembered everything. My love Ken.
"Ken?"
"Daisuke!" Ken pulled me into a hug, which I gladly returned. "I was so worried
when Iori called me. He and Sora are in the waiting room. Those two are the only
ones who will talk to us." He pulled away to look me in the eyes. "Who did this
to you?" I blinked.
"You don't know?" Ken shook his head.
"Who was it?" he asked quietly. I shook my head.
"No one will believe me."
"I'll believe you."
"So will we." Sora's voice came from the doorway. "I don't think anyone would
lie after something as bad as that was done to them."
"I agree." Iori said. "You've been unconscious for three days. Do you still
remember?" I sighed.
"It was TK and some of the guys on the basketball team. I don't know who else."
Ken gave my hand a squeeze as I said that.
"It'll be okay. Do you know why they attacked you?"
"Because we're gay." I said matter-of-factually. "They were calling me faggot
and names like that. Just because my love is a guy." Sighing, I looked at Sora
and Iori. The two came closer to the bed.
"Look, they're idiots." Sora said confidently. "I'll stand by you two."
"So will I." Iori agreed.
"Dai-chan?" Ken asked nervously. I looked at him. "Maybe we should keep our
relationship under wraps for now."
I'm here now
Waiting
Holding on to reasons
Wasted
I faced it
Watching you deny me
"I get it," I said angrily. "You don't want bad rumors spread about you. Because
you love ME!"
"It's not that," he replied. "I just don't want you to get hurt." Sora and Iori just
looked on.
"I don't care about what pain I go through, as long as I'm with you." I said
sincerely. Being with Ken makes everything feel better. "Please Ken, let's not
end this this soon."
A nurse walked into the room. "Visiting hours are over. Please come back
tomorrow."
"We'll see you tomorrow, Daisuke." Iori said. "Chibimon is over at my house,
unless you want Ken to take him."
"Chibimon might want to be with Minomon more, Iori. Thanks for taking care
of him." I said in gratitude. The young boy nodded.
"Hope you're feeling better tomorrow," Sora said. She smiled and ruffled my
hair. "You're pretty tough." Then the tennis player left, Iori in tow.
"Please come back tomorrow if you can Ken. We need to talk." I told my
boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend, I didn't know.
"I will. And I'll bring Chibimon too. He's missed you. See you tomorrow."
Then he left.
Here in the light
It burns you out sometimes
Here in the shell of a sun
We echo on
I got out of the hospital a week later. Ken and I decided that he was right,
but we were still lovers when no one else was around. When I went to my
home, my parents kicked me back out again. They found out I was gay. Even
if they never paid attention before, they made up for lost time, by beating the
living crap out of me. I was able to gather some of my stuff, including my
precious D-3 and digiterminal, but then I was out, never to return.
I ended wandering over to Ken's house, and his parents were nice enough
to let me in. It was nice. I never really had anybody else before who acted
to me like real parents should. Makato-san insisted I was part of the family,
and treated me as such. Hinjo-san, Ken's father, seemed to like me as we talked
about sports and other topics. I was another son.
But there were times when I felt so left out. Ken and I both went to his
school now, and he would help me out. But it was a school for gifted. And
the Ichijoujis weren't used to a son who wasn't a genius. I overheard
Makato-san and Hinjo-san talking about that once, and I was embarrassed.
It feels bad enough to know you're not exactly intelligent, but it hurts worse
hearing others say that. But I felt a little better to know that they were at least
WORRIED about my grades, unlike my real parents. I was starting to feel like
the Ichijoujis were my true parents.
Chibimon loved it, being able to play with Minomon and Makato-san, who
would play with them when she wasn't busy. Neither digimon had to hide from
the family, for they were so irresistible that Makato-san and Hinjo-san had to
love them.
Ken and I didn't go to the Digiworld often, just enough so Minomon and
Chibimon didn't get homesick. Neither of us wanted to run into the other
Digidestined, even though we still talked to Iori and Sora occasionally.
TK and his partners never got in trouble for beating me up, I found out. The
other Digidestined ignored us if we ever ran into them on the street. Life was
okay, I guess.
Hinjo-san got a promotion at his business, and so the Ichijoujis were required
to move to Yokohama. They offered to bring me along, and I agreed. I had
nothing in Odaiba, so the six of us, four humans and two digimon, moved
to Yokohama.
We lived there for two months, before the unexpected happened. Ken and I
attended a school two or three blocks from our apartment. I was doing a lot
better, and understood everything thrown at us. In fact, I was only behind
Ken in grades, and that was only because we didn't work together on
homework. The two of us were walking home from school after soccer practice,
which we both played, when both digiterminals chimed. We each pulled ours
out at the same time, and flipped them open.
'Ken, Daisuke, we need help. A Knightmon is attacking us! It's an ultimate
digimon, and nothing we have is doing any good. It's been corrupted
somehow, even though it is a Data digimon. Please come! I'm sending
coordinates and a readout on the digimon right now! Iori'
Ken and I looked at each other. "Should we go?" Asked Ken quietly. "Can
we face them?" The unspoken question was 'Can you face it?' I sighed.
"If we can help, we need to. As rude as they were to us, we can't just let them
get killed." I looked up toward the sky. The sun was starting to set, and
beautiful colors were streaked across the sky, reds and oranges and pinks.
"We need to get to a computer."
"That's no problem. Let's get home! We can use the one in our bedroom."
Yes, Ken and I share a bedroom, but NOTHING happens! The two of us raced
home, and went to the room. It was similar to our bedroom in Odaiba, similar
enough so that the desktops were in the same place. Chibimon and Minomon
peeked up from the beds where they were playing.
"Hi Daisuke! Hi Ken! Did you bring any thing to eat?" Chibimon asked
cheerfully.
"Hi Ken, Daisuke. How was school and soccer practice?" Minomon asked.
The little green digimon saw the serious expressions on our faces. "What's
wrong?"
"We're going back to the Digiworld." I said simply. Ken nodded.
"Yay!" cheered Chibimon. I had to stifle laughter at the way he was excited.
Minomon however wanted to know why. "Yeah, why?" my digimon asked.
"We received an e-mail from the others." We all knew who the 'others' were.
"They need our help." Ken answered.
"I thought you guys said you weren't going to help them." said Chibimon
confusedly. Ken and I looked at each other, then back to the digimon.
"We weren't." I said. "But we don't want them to die either."
"That serious, huh?" said Minomon. "In that case, let's go."
"Right!" seconded Chibimon. He jumped up into my arms. "Let's go!" Ken
picked up Minomon and walked over to the computer. He typed some things
into the keyboard, and a Digiport opened on the screen.
"Do you want to?" Ken asked me, faintly grinning. I grinned back and held
my digivice up to the screen. Ken did the same.
"Digiport Open!" The four of us were sucked into the computer.
"Where are we?" I asked, looking around. We were in a forest area, but that
could mean any where in the Digiworld.
"According to my digiterminal, it's an area called Honor Forest. As to why it
has that name, I don't know." Ken said, looking at his device. I nodded.
"The Honor Forest is home to many honorable and powerful digimon, such as
Leomon, Centarumon, and Knightmon, as well as many others." Wormmon
supplied helpfully.
"We're supposed to be fighting a corrupted Knightmon." I pointed out. "How
do we know which one we're needed to fight against?" A giant explosion
sounded several hundred feet away. "I guess that's how. We need to get there
fast. Veemon, digivolve." My digivice reacted by glowing and shaking.
"Right! Veemon digivolve to... XVmon!"
"You need to digivolve too, Wormmon." Ken said. The caterpillar-like digimon
nodded.
"Wormmon digivolve to... Stingmon!" Ken and I climbed onto our respective
digimon' backs.