AN- I am now editing all the chapters because I now have time and also realize how horrible my grammar and everything has been. The overall story hasn't changed, but I have slipped in some lead up to stuff I was going to do or did anyway without the lead up.

STORY WARNINGS- YAOI, ABUSE, SWEARING, UNDERAGED SMOKING, CUTTING, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, THREESOMES, BULLYING, SWEARING, ALCOHOLISM, LEMON

CHAPTER WARNINGS- YAOI, MENTIONS OF ABUSE

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING

The Other Side of Davis

Chapter 1: first day

Beep, beep, beep-SMACK

I hit the alarm next to my bed and rolled over slowly, staring at the ceiling. As my tired mind finally started to remember what day it was I sat bolt upright with a grin and went to wake up my somehow still sleeping partner. Demi-Vmon was cuddled up in my blanket on my left side and I giggled when I heard him mumble something about food in his sleep before gently shaking him awake.

Demi-Vmon stood up with his eyes closed and yelled, "I'M AWAKE! I'M AWAKE, WHERE'S THE FIRE!"

I giggled at my partner again before saying, "come on weirdo it's my first day of high school so if you want breakfast you need to get up."

"I'm up!"

And with that he ran off to the kitchen to wait for me. I sighed and pulled myself out of bed and walked after him to the kitchen. I'd been looking forward to this day forever. T.K., Kari, Yolei, and I were all starting high school.

The thought had me smiling as I entered the kitchen to make breakfast for me and Demi-Vmon. I decided to make oatmeal for the two of us, but mostly ended up just watching Demi-Vmon eat. It still kinda fascinated me to watch the digimon eat like that. I mean they looked like black holes with how much they could shovel in at a time.

I left Demi-Vmon to it and got in the shower and got dressed. It was so weird wearing a uniform to school. It felt really stiff. At least I got to wear my trusty goggles. As I snapped them on I stared in the mirror over my bathroom sink. These days the goggles didn't seem to mean a whole lot. Even when I first got them from Tai I never got the respect that he got as a leader. Now we hardly do any fighting anymore what with all the new chosen children running around. It had been about a year and a half since the last fight with Malomyotismon and most of the world's population have digimon partners so we don't even have to hide them from the general public anymore.

All the older kid's except Izzy all went off to local colleges on full ride scholarships they got for being the original digidestined and Izzy already has plans to go too after this year. Tai's going to be a political science major while still playing college soccer. Matt is going in for music so that if his band falls through (which it won't) he can teach music or something. Sora confused us all by going into fashion design; she said something about how it helps with her flower arranging or something (I have no idea). Mimi decided to go for hair design. Joe is continuing to pursue a doctor career but is thinking about becoming the first digimon doctor since he knows more about them than most people and that means he has to deal with less blood. We still kind of use him as the team doctor even though he's only on his third year of college (because of where his birthday is he's two years of school ahead of the rest of the gang and only one year older at nineteen).

Even though everyone knows who we are hardly anyone recognizes our faces so we don't get mobbed or anything. The thing that really gets to me though is that when everyone talks about what happened they want to be super cool like Matt or super pretty like Mimi or whatever but nobody recognizes me. I'm always just Davis the goof. And nobody wants to be the goof, not even me.

It's not that I try to be stupid I just want to be recognized and in trying to get attention I just sorta… mess up. It kind of makes me wonder why I even try.

Looking in the mirror brought my attention to something else as well. A huge bruise on my face. I winced as I touched it. It covered almost my entire right cheek. Ever since mom and Jun moved out things have been going steadily downhill at home. Jun went off to college as soon as summer started and I guess mom got fed up with dad's drinking or something because the day after Jun left she went off to work and just never came back.

Once they were gone dad felt free to take all his drunken anger out on me. He was hardly home during the day. He went off to work at nine then went straight out drinking every day. He'd come home late at night drunk and pull me out of bed to yell at me and sometimes smack me around a little. He wasn't stupid though, he knew doing anything to upset me around my digimon was likely to get him in trouble and made sure Demi-Vmon was sleeping or not there. That's what he did last night; He waited 'til around two when Demi-Vmon was asleep. The digimon couldn't live with us all the time because they'd lose touch with their world and start to fade. No one's sure why this started suddenly when they had been coming home with us for years, Izzy thinks it might have something to do with that hole we blew in the wall to the world of miracles and is working on it. As a consequence they spent most of their time in the digiworld these days. Demi-Vmon just came to visit for the weekend and was due back this morning.

I lifted up my shirt to take a look at my ribs. They were hurting too and if my face was anything to go by… yep I had another huge bruise decorating my side as well where my dad had kicked me. I hoped it wouldn't interfere with soccer practice tomorrow.

When I exited the bathroom and got a look at the clock I realized I had spent too much time looking at my injuries and that I was going to be late meeting everyone before school if I didn't hurry.

I grabbed Demi-Vmon and my bag and ran out the door. I ran all the way to the high school and up to the computer lab where everyone was already waiting. Well, by everyone I mean all us new high schoolers and Izzy.

They were watching the door as I came flying in huffing for breath from the long run, "Hey guys! Sorry I'm late I got a little held up!"

They all just stared at me for a minute before Yolei spoke, "um, Davis, what's that bruise on your face?"

Damn, I didn't know it was that noticeable, I mean Demi-Vmon didn't say anything. Speaking of which, he had turned in my arms to get a better look at my face.

I stuttered out a reply, "I, um, ran into a door when I went to the bathroom last night, hehe"

I scratched the back of my head and tried to look innocent. No way was I telling my friends about my dad, I hadn't even told them my mom had left. I didn't want to show them that kind of weakness in myself. I needed to be a strong leader, heh, yeah right.

Kari rolled her eyes and T.K. let out a sigh as Yolei started lecturing me about being so clumsy and stupid. I just smiled and tried to ignore it, but god do I hate it when Yolei rags on me like that.

Finally I broke into her little rant, "yeah, yeah I get it, watch where I'm going. Can we hurry up and do this please?"

They all agreed and we said our goodbyes to our digimon. I hugged Demi-Vmon close. I hated when he left, it felt like a part of me was leaving too. I told Demi-Vmon everything except the stuff about my dad and even though he didn't really understand a lot I felt he was the only one besides Ken that truly understood me. I was pretty close to Jun before she went to college but even she didn't really get it. I haven't really spoken with her since she left. Even though I know she didn't mean to abandon me I couldn't help being angry with her for leaving me alone with dad.

Eventually it was time to let them go and Yolei did the honor of opening the gate. As I watched Demi-Vmon fly through the screen I had to remind myself that I'd see him again soon just to keep my smile on.

We all left the computer room and started heading for our first period class. They all seemed to forget I was there and for once I didn't feel the need to change that anytime soon. Now that I had time to think I realized that my side was throbbing in pain from my running earlier and it was making it hard to breath. I think Izzy may have noticed something but I couldn't be sure, however he did keep glancing at me out of the corner of his eye.

When we got to our classroom Izzy went off to his senior class and we all were left to face our homeroom class alone. We all filed in and took our seats. The three of them took seats in the middle of the room, but when I went to join them there were no more seats near them and I had to sit in the back. Most of the students were already here with only one empty seat in the room next to me. Since it was homeroom the teacher was just sitting in her desk reading a book and letting us talk. Izzy had told us earlier that that was all we did in here usually.

Just then the door opened to reveal the last student. I felt my eyes practically fall out of my head as Ken came in the room dressed in our uniform. I heard people whispering as soon as they saw him, the teacher just nodded for him to take the empty seat next to mine.

Ken smiled shyly and waved at the others on his way to the back. When he got next to his desk I stood up and practically screamed, "What are you doing here!"

Ken just smiled wider and put his hand on my shoulder telling me to sit down. I blushed at my stupidity and took my seat and waited for Ken to sit down too.

Ken sat down and turned to look at me and answer my question but when I turned to look at him too his smile dropped and his eyes widened, "Davis what happened?"

Before I could ask what he meant he had stretched out his hand and laid it over the right side of my face. Without thinking I winced in pain at the touch before leaning into it, the coolness soothing the ignored pain in my cheek.

"I ran into a door last night on my way to the bathroom."

Ken frowned as if he didn't believe me, but scooted his desk closer until ours were touching so that he could reach me better without having to stretch and asked, "Is my hand helping any?"

"Yeah, it's helping a bit to ease the pain. I didn't get a chance to put an icepack on it before school this morning. So you never answered me, why are you here I thought you were going to that high school near your apartment." I changed the subject fast because the whole thing was getting a bit embarrassing.

I had been ignoring Ken most of the summer so that he didn't find out about my mom leaving. I can't keep much of anything from Ken and there was another secret I was hiding too. Ever since I met Ken I've felt something different toward him than I have toward any of the other digidestined and when we became DNA digivolve partners it just got harder to hide. For a while I just thought that I felt more connected to him because we were destined to digivolve together but none of the others seem to feel this close to their partners. The truth is I've felt drawn to Ken even before I met him, back when he was just an awesome soccer playing genius celebrity.

Back then I figured something was weird about it and started hitting on Kari to counter it. But damn it, I'm just not attracted to her. She's not as nice as Ken either; she's just as bad as the rest of them at belittling me. To make it worse I'm really bad at hiding things from him and have been afraid since he came to our side that I would do something to show my inner thoughts to him. After everything at home I don't think I could take my best friend leaving me too so I've been ignoring him since this thing with my father started.

Seeing him now though just cemented how much I'd missed him, reminding me again of just why I can't live without him. I just couldn't stop staring at him as I willed myself not to blush.

His voice broke me out of my musings, "My family moved here so I could be closer to you guys. I hated it at my old school anyway and my mom wanted me to be closer to my friends so that I'm happier. I wanted to surprise you. So are you surprised?"

This last part was said with a teasing smile. To cover up the butterflies that were wreaking havoc in my stomach at the sight of that smile I answered enthusiastically, "Yeah! It really surprised me."

"I figured, you should have seen your face when I walked through the door." Suddenly Ken's smile fell and he looked sad, "I'm just glad you're not mad at me, what with the way you've been ignoring me all summer."

I grabbed Ken's hand and brought it down away from my face so that I could turn my face away from his bright blue eyes, "I just had some stuff to think about over the summer, I'm sorry I ignored you."

"Davis, I was just worried that you had changed your mind about me after all this time. I almost didn't want to move here when mother suggested it because I thought you hated me. When I saw that you weren't mad this morning I was so happy. If you need to think you can always bounce your thoughts off me, or if you need to be alone just tell me so I know you don't hate me. It really hurt."

I unconsciously squeezed the hand I was holding and winced on the inside at the pain I could hear in Ken's voice. I turned to look at him and saw him staring at the floor in sadness. The butterflies had returned tenfold, but I tried to ignore them as I brought Ken's hand gently back up to my face.

This caused Ken to look up and smile a sad smile as we looked at each other.

The teacher cleared her throat to get everyone's attention and when I turned to look forward I saw that the other digidestined had been watching Ken and me with strange looks on their faces.

I met Ken after school and he said he could walk home with me since his new apartment was just a bit passed mine.

"So Davis" Ken turned to look at me as we walked, "Are you going to try out for the soccer team with me tomorrow?"

"Of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world! All the old gang are going to come watch after school. None of the older members have classes tomorrow afternoon. I'm gonna wipe the floor with the competition!"

Ken started laughing, "It's only tryouts try not to kill anyone."

I stopped myself from staring at him as we continued talking about soccer all the way to the front of my apartment.

"um, Davis", Ken was looking away from me as we stood there, "I was wondering if maybe you wanted to spend the night at my house tomorrow night after tryouts, I mean tomorrow is Friday so we don't have to get up the day after. And you can ask your mom tonight."

I felt my spirits soar at just the suggestion. A whole night away from my father and a whole night alone with Ken and his family, "OF COURSE!" Before I could think of what I was doing I grabbed Ken and wrapped my arms around his shoulder, dragging his slightly shorter person against my chest.

When I realized what I was doing I pulled away quickly before shouting bye to the blushing teen and running up the stairs to my apartment.