I finally watched Digimon Tri! Took me years, and apparently I decided at the right time, because I didn't have to wait for the next movie... But it was beautiful and made me very happy, unfortunately there was one thing missing. My favourite boy. So I want to write something for my favourite boy and my favourite ship, and also answer my own questions a bit. So hopefully you'll like my take on it, even if this is just the prologue :D

I'll also get back to updating my other stories soon... But I needed some Digimon in my life... It remains one of my favourite fandoms.

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Over and over had he thought about it. But he could not put his finger on it. Where had it all gone wrong? How had they ended up where they had? Most of it was a blur, but who could blame him? Being kept asleep for months took its toll on one's body, and he was still feeling the after affects of that.

The strangest part had been waking up in the middle of the street, without any recollection on how he had gotten there. He had seen his friends lying beside him, and he had tried to reach out, but couldn't lift his arm. Opened his mouth to call out to them, but no sound left his lips. The panic he felt he saw mirrored in Yolei's eyes. Bystanders had called for an ambulance and once in the hospital they learned that their bodies were reacting as if they had been in a coma. And hearing how much time had passed, they could've very well been in a coma.

It wasn't until the other Digi-destined came to visit that they had gotten the gist of what had actually happened. Though it still didn't make much sense. As far as Ken could remember, he had been having dinner with his parents, and after that it had all been a blur. Snippets were coming back to him through nightmares he rather not have. Fights where their Digimon perished, where Wormmon…

"Ken, aren't you hungry?"

He had been staring at his plate for who knows how long. It happened quite often, and it worried his mother to no end. Something Ken didn't want to cause, but with everything that had happened, very difficult to avoid. Lifting his gaze up Ken met his mother's eyes, and noticed the frown on her forehead. The worry lines around her eyes had deepened as well, making her appear older than she really is. "Sorry, I got distracted," Ken replied possibly a bit too late, shooting his parents his familiar smile before finally eating.

The thing was that he was hungry, but he hardly noticed. The signals the brain had to send to his stomach to give him the hungry feeling were still not working well. The doctor said that may take a while. His body had gotten lazy after being fed through tubes for so long.

Excusing himself right after dinner was something Ken had done in the past a lot, so his parents didn't think much of it. But it was different now. Before he had done so to get to the Digital World and hang out with his friends. For some reason none of them had reached out to get back in contact with each other. Ken thought it had to do with their memory, or lack thereof. None of them remembered what had happened, no matter how many times Tai had explained it to them. It was scary to not know, and avoiding each other meant avoiding the subject. It made things easier, and harder at the same time.

Closing his bedroom door Ken shut the world out as he did often now. With a deep sigh he sat down in his desk chair, closing his eyes as he tried to recover the energy he had lost merely from sitting down with his parents. Everything was exhausting nowadays.

A beep rose up from his desk, his phone receiving a message. As Ken cast a look down his eyes fell on his D3, the black metal shimmering slightly in the dull light coming from his desk lamp. It had appeared in the mail a week back. Ken was sure he had lost it forever, and would never be able to let Wormmon Digivolve again. Not that he had seen Wormmon recently. Ken was too afraid to go back to the Digi world. Too afraid of what he might find there. It seemed the others shared that same feeling, considering none of them had returned.

Ignoring his D3 as he had done every day for the past week, Ken reached for his phone. A text from Davis. They hadn't spoken in weeks. Were they even still best friends? Ken guessed they were. They still shared something, and with everything that had happened, perhaps even more.

Kari says I should get out more and not just play videogames on the computer. So I told her I wasn't going out all by myself. And now we're invited to some kind of picknick at the beach or the park or something with all the others. And you have to come, because I don't want to go by myself.

Very unlike Davis to not want to go by himself, but Ken understood. Davis was probably not doing any better than Ken was, though Davis did have the tendency to recover faster. Still Ken smiled, feeling some familiarity in the message Davis had sent. Feeling part of what they once had.

If I don't have to travel too far, I'll come.

That was what Ken dreaded too. He hadn't minded living far away from the rest before, but traveling by train now was too much. Perhaps later one he would step onto the platform with ease again, but for now he preferred to refrain from that. And to be honest, it may just be an excuse to maybe not join them after all. The thought of being confronted about everything that had happened was too much to bear still.

It took some time before Ken got another message. He assumed it was because Davis was trying to figure out where they were going, plus hitting on Kari at the same time. Even if he still wasn't good at it, he at least got better. Didn't mean it actually worked.

Hey Ken, I asked Matt to come pick you up with his scooter, so you don't have to worry about traveling to us. We're getting together on Saturday, and he'll be at your place around noon!

That was TK instead of Davis. If he thought it had been a long time since he last spoke to Davis, it was even worse with TK. In the hospital they had seen each other a few times, but never shared many words. And before that it had been even longer. At some point they had lost contact. It was still strange how that happened. They went from saving the world together to almost strangers. TK even lived in the same building as Yolei and Cody, and even they hadn't gotten together much in the last year. Why had they grown apart so much? Had their friendship not been as meaningful as Ken thought it had. But it's not like he had reached out either. It's not like he took the extra step to hang out with TK, or Kari for that matter.

And now a message had come in, acting as if they were still good friends. As if nothing had changed between them. But there was so much that still bothered Ken about this whole situation, with one thing standing out.

Why weren't TK and Kari with them in those pods?

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Love, Dana