A/N: Okay, here's the second part to this fic. Some people were wondering why Tai thought Matt killed Hikari, and I thought I made myself clear originally, but I suppose not, so here is the reason:

Matt was the last to see Hikari before she was 'murdered', so Tai jumped to the conclusion that Matt was her killer.

Anywayz, I will be going by some of the different DD's POVs in this part, besides Matt's. Also, I have revised the whole fic so this is completely different than the original version, and in my opinion, MUCH better. *_*'' And as much as I loathe Sora and hate Taiora and Jomi, they're also in the fic. *_*''

Please read Part 1 for the disclaimer, as everyone knows that none of us fanfic writers own anything Digimon. Well, maybe Megchan does...*_*''

Back To My Heart, Part 2

Izzy's POV

I'm still awake at my computer, late at night. Or maybe it's early morning, I'm not sure.

I checked my Digivice. Out of habit, me and the others always wore them, because we couldn't seem to grow out of routine. It said 4:30 am.

Sighing, I moved the mouse to turn the computer off, when suddenly, a beeping red bar appeared on the screen. My blood ran cold. An e-mail from Gennai! Something had to be wrong, I hadn't gotten an e-mail from him in ages!

With trembling fingers, I clicked the alarm bar. An e-mail appeared on the screen:

Koushiro, Myotismon's back, at a level higher than a Mega, with an army of powerful Digimon that can wipe out the whole world! If you kids don't do something now, Myotismon will take over the world and it will be destroyed!

I gasped, reading the e-mail message again, to make sure I hadn't read wrong. But it was there, as clear as anything. Myotismon was back, in hopes of destroying the entire world!

I stared down at my Digivice in my hand for a moment, resisting throwing it across the room and beginning to swear like a drunken man. I would have to tell someone about this new, unexpected problem...but who would be awake at this time?

I paused, groaning silently. Izzy, hell, you guys don't even have your Digimon! I reminded myself. What are you guys going to try to do, take on Myotismon single-handed, without a DigiDestined? I bowed my head. Yeah, that was right. We'd never be able to win without Hikari. There was absolutely no chance.

I walked over to my telephone, considering phoning Tai. Then again, I was pretty much sure he wouldn't be awake at four-thirty in the morning, so I decided I would phone Matt, immediately regretting it as I dialed his number. What was I trying to do? The poor guy hadn't had a decent sleep since the night Hikari was murdered, and I was interrupting him...but then again, this was a desperate situation that needed some figuring out.

I was surprised to hear his voice. "Hello?"

"Hi, um, Matt. It's me-Izzy." I was uncomfortable talking to him. He didn't sound wide awake yet. Then again, who would be at this time?

"Oh," said Matt bluntly. "What's wrong? It's gotta be something, at four-thirty in the morning. You sound worried-and wide awake."

"Yeah," I said softly. "Um, I hate to break it to you Matt, but-"

"Tai still thinks I killed Kari and he's putting me back in jail?" Matt asked, his emotions masked.

I felt sorry for him, knowing he would naturally be expecting the worse. "No. Myotismon's back."

Matt gasped sharply. "What?! You're kidding-right?!"

"Iie," I said softly. "I got an e-mail from Gennai."

"But we haven't heard from him in years!" Matt said, sounding distressed, which was how I felt.

"I know," I said uneasily. "Gennai said that Myotismon was back, at a level higher than Mega, with an army of powerful Digimon. He's not going to try and take over the world this time-he wants to destroy it."

"But-we can't win-not without..." Matt's voice broke, as he trailed off, choking back tears.

"Yeah," I agreed softly. "Hikari..."

"I mean-we might be able to, but that's like a 1 out of a 100 percent chance," Matt said, now sounding almost back to normal. "But we don't have our Digimon with us."

I cursed loudly, surprising both myself and Matt. "I know," I said heavily. "If there was a way we could get them back..."

Matt spoke again, his voice sounding odd and thoughtful. "You know Izzy...when Kari died...Gatomon wasn't reconfigured."

It hit me just then. What if there was the chance that Kari wasn't then? But then I shook my head, cursing myself for having such hopeful thoughts. Kari was dead-murdered by someone. "Yeah, strange isn't it?" I asked, my voice light and high-pitched. "It's almost as if there was no reason for Gatomon to get reconfigured."

Matt didn't seem to want to talk about the subject, as he changed it. "Yeah, it's weird...but how are we supposed to get our Digimon back so we can defeat Myotismon?"

"If we can defeat Myotismon," I said bitterly, my anger surprising myself. Of course, I-and the others-had changed a lot since Kari's death. Matt was no longer self-assured, Tai was no longer always calm and collected...we all had changed drastically. "Anyway, I think we should wait to get our Digimon until we actually know Myotismon's 'in town'."

"I'd rather be safe than sorry," said Matt softly.

"Yeah," I said, agreeing, "But maybe if we wait, the answer of how to bring our Digimon back will come to us. That's what I think at least."

"Maybe you're right," Matt said softly. "Look Izzy, I've got to go. I'll see you later." He hung up.

Shaking my head with disgust, I hung up as well, feeling as if the phone call had been a complete waste of time.

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Matt's POV

Slowly I hung up the phone, still not believing my ears. Myotismon? Back? And wasn't it so lucky for us that our Digimon weren't in contact. I snorted, feeling a little bit of my old anger come back. But then I collasped again, completely weakened from what both me and Izzy had implied: That there was only a slim chance of defeating Myotismon without Hikari.

Kari! My heart screamed again, feeling as if a knife was twisting inside of me. Sinking into a chair, I began to weep uncontrollably, banging my fist against the table until it bled.

I closed my eyes, and reopened them as I felt the pain from my hand, barely seeing through my tears. There was Hikari's face again, looking so sad, and confused. That was exactly how I was feeling-but with an extra dose of anger.

"Why the hell did this have to happen to me?" I whispered through clenched teeth, watching the stream of red liquid slowly trickle down to the corner of the table, dripping off onto the floor.

I didn't deserve it. I hadn't killed her. But now that everyone believed me, I felt worse than ever.

I could've done something from preventing her dying. I could've not taken her out that night, I could've taken her somewhere else-I could've insisted to walk her home. Anything would have done-she wouldn't be dead and I wouldn't have been accused and jailed for 'killing' her.

Realizing the pain in my hand was becoming almost unbearable, I stood up, knocking the chair over I stood up so quickly. Walking over to the medicine cabinet, taking down the box of bandages, and slowly wrapping the white padding around my fist, I tried to clear my head, staring glassily at the cabinet.

Looking up into the cabinet, I saw something that caught my eye. My pocketknife, pale brown-and-gold, gleaming with the initials Y. I. engraved on it. An idea went into my head for a moment...

Killing yourself might take away your pain, Ishida, I reminded myself as I gently took down the pocketknife, running my finger over the blade, But what about Takeru and the others? They'd have to deal with more death. And besides, if Hikari's still alive, nothing would be done by killing yourself. You'd be dead, she'd be alive-and she'd probably run off with Takeru or Daisuke or someone. And you'd have nothing.

Sighing, I put the knife back up in its place. Suicide could wait.

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Tai's POV

"So Izzy, what's up?" Izzy had called a meeting the next day, at Odaiba Park. I stood underneath a tree, my arms wrapped around Sora. Her fiery hair was now waist-length and she looked extremely pretty. I was lucky to have her for a girlfriend; because of her I had persuaded my parents I hadn't needed to go to grief counseling about Hikari's death.

Izzy cleared his throat uncomfortably. Uncertainly I ran a hand down Sora's shoulder, trying to convince myself that nothing bad had happened, nothing was wrong...

I looked over at Matt, who was leaning over against a tree. I was still feeling ashamed about blaming him for Hikari's death. Today he looked tired and pale, and was even more quiet than usual. He also didn't seem on edge about Izzy's news.

"I got an e-mail from Gennai last night," Izzy said abruptly. "He says Myotismon's back, and wants to destroy this world."

We all gasped. "We can't let that happen!" exclaimed Mimi, horrified. Jou put a comforting arm around her.

"I told Matt last night," Izzy continued, his voice sounding hollow. "But this is even worse, under the circumstances. We don't have our Digimon, and-"

"We're missing a DigiDestined," said Takeru quietly. I looked over at him, surprised at how much he looked like Matt now. No longer wearing a hat, his hair was just like his brother's, and it was much the same style. But then a knife twisted in my heart. He was implying we were missing Hikari. Matt's girlfriend. The holder of the Crest of Light. Gatomon's Digipartner. My little sister. My grip on Sora's shoulder became tighter.

"Exactly," Izzy nodded. He looked as bad as Matt, I noted. "And without them..."



"We're bound to lose," said Sora softly.

A/N: Okay um, I knew that tons of you thought Matt was going to commit suicide, but he didn't. Not yet, thankfully. Don't get your hopes up that Kari's alive, either. Didja like this part, and the cliffhanger? I'm listening to the song 'Tragedy' by Steps right now, so it's giving me a little inspiration...*_*'' I think this part is a little shorter than the last part, but please review!!! Arigato and sayonara to all!!!

~~Jane Ishida~~