Notes: this is my first post, please go easy on me. It took me quite a few weeks to actually get up enough courage to post anything. This is yaoi, Digimon, Kensuke, a Christmas reunion with some bitter undercurrents. If you don't like yaoi, please don't read it and don't flame me. I understand getting angry at the idea of yaoi, but is it really worth it to tell me how much you hate it? If you hate it why would you read it?

Anyway, moving on. This takes place years later (think episode 50)- 02 people are in their late 20's, 01 in their early 30's. I think that covers it.

Oh- I don't own Digimon, and kudos to the lucky bastards that do.

1 Merry Christmas Tenshi

Stifling a sigh, Ichijouji Ken absently sipped at his cup of coffee. Blanching at the bitter taste of the brew he thought back to how and why he was at a resort in the countryside. Ah yes, Miyako had talked him into it. His loving wife. Something about how it would be so great to see everyone again. And now, there they were- anxiously awaiting the arrival of everyone.

Of course, Ken was only anxious about one individual in particular. Daisuke. It had been years since they had spoken or even seen each other and the last occasion had not gone well. Shortly after Ken and Miyako had returned to Odaiba after their honeymoon.

After too many rounds of alcohol, after too many nearly revealed secrets, after too much walking on emotional eggshells. Daisuke had finally asked a question Ken had been dreading for so very long.

"Why did you marry Miyako?"

Indeed. Why had he married her? The answer he gave was vague and laughable, but Daisuke accepted it and let go of the idea for a while before spearing Ken with another question.

"Do you love her?"

Did he. Sure. He had to right? She was his wife. Mother of their three children. Though at the time they had no children to speak of, so that answer was out. And, Kami help him, Ken lied. He said yes and laughed the questions away with nary a thought as to their implications. Ken could still remember how it hurt to lie to his best friend that night. But, the world they lived in had left him with no choice. His parents had left him no choice either. It was 'provide grandchildren or be disowned'. Very compassionate. Daisuke had left Japan not more than a week after that night.

Presently, Ken sat in a comfortable leather chair in the lounge of the resort the Digidestined were all staying in. His indigo eyes roamed the landscape outside observing the falling snow. So many years had passed since he had seen Daisuke. Over time, Ken had come to love Miyako. However, he knew it would never be enough to pass the scrutiny of the shining cinnamon eyes from his memory. Those eyes never missed any change in Ken, always alert, always watchful.

When they were younger Ken had thought that perhaps Daisuke was watching him out of some interest similar to Ken's own. An awakening sexual desire that groped across his senses every time he was in the presence of his auburn haired friend. A feeling so strong that fighting his own impulses left him quivering in exhaustion every night. After some time- read: nearly six years- he gave up any such thoughts as he saw his friend chasing girl after girl. Finally falling victim to Miyako's advances, Ken tried to repress any lingering sexual desires for Daisuke.

A crash from across the room pulled the brooding man from his thoughts. The French doors were thrown open as a small boy with goggles perched atop a mass of spiked brown hair walked in. Large, shining auburn eyes crinkled as he gave a broad smile to all in the room. His pointed features relaxed in comfort as though the boy would be comfortable in any surroundings. Ken's heart almost stopped. 'It's like meeting him for the first time all over again,' he thought to himself. Laughter followed the boy from outside and Ken felt his throat close as familiar feelings raced through him.

"Angel," came a laughing voice from outside, "come out here and get your things!"

The boy's eyes brightened at the sound of the voice and he spun quickly dashing out the door calling out, "Coming, Daddy!"

'Daddy?' Indigo eyes welled with confusion as Ken fought to remain calm. Seeing him after all this time. 'Why did you leave, Daisuke? Where did you go that you had to hide so much of your life from everyone?' He barely noticed as the others raced down the staircase from the lounge above. Hikari, Takeru, Taichi, Sora. All of them eagerly anticipating the entrance of the one and only.

"Motimiya Daisuke," Tai yelled as a figure stepped through the doorway. He caught the other man in a bear hug before one of the others pulled him away.

"Oh, I missed you Dai-kun! Where have you been?" Hikari had become close friends with Daisuke after he got over his crush on her. Her eyes were lit with inner warmth as she welcomed him into her arms.

More greetings were exchanged before Ken approached the group. Shaking from his nerves he pushed some of his long dark hair out of his face and cleared his throat before speaking. "Daisuke," his voice was barely audible.

Brilliant cinnamon eyes greeted indigo. Slowly, a lopsided smile crossed his face. "Hey, Ken," the reply was equally soft.

"It's been a long time, Dai." He felt heat rising in his face.

"Too long," the other man agreed. The room around them melted away. Ken's whole world hinged on the next words spoken. "It's good to see you," Daisuke said with a gentle smile. "I missed you, Ken."

"I missed you too."

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to be continued.

I know it's mean to leave it hanging, but I haven't got time for more right now. I'll try to keep going and update as soon as I can. Hope you liked, review if you want. Things won't remain all smiles and light unfortunately- just to warn you.