Author's Notes

One apple a day keeps the doctor away. So here are your Cyber Apples everyone *hands out cyber apples*. I would give chocolate like everyone eles, but I don't have any. I'm allergic, so...yeah. No chocolates from me.

Enjoy.

Regrowth

AW (where Kouichi is physically in the DW). They expected him to turn into a digiegg when his code was scanned, even to be killed...anything, except what actually happened.

Kouji M & Kouichi K

Genre/s: Family/Humour

Rating: T

One day...

Lucemon fell. Again. Twice.

And that was it.

'We did it!'

'And we actually did it right this time!'

Laughter and reunions, handshakes and hugs, the ten legendary warriors and five...actually, make that six, human children gathered amidst the field of victory, along with their two tagalong friends and the three who were once the Great Angels of the Digital World, all watching life return.

The others talked, but Lowemon really only had eyes for the bundle in his arms, still sweetly asleep and looking a little bigger than his hour old counterpart.

A soft smile, albeit a sad one. He was lucky to have survived at all.

'Lowemon.'

That was Agunimon, having already swung his own alter ego into the closing portal, gesturing him to do the same.

The warrior of darkness looked at his own charge, the child who had somehow strayed into their world, the one who had managed to bond to the spirits that had drove others beyond the brink of sanity and even purify them. The one who had risked his life for the one thing that could stop destruction and bring peace...

'It's time to say goodbye.'

He looked again, one last time, before gently tossing the baby into Kouji's arms.

'Goodbye Kouichi.'

'We're back.'

The five stared in awe at Shibuya station from their place inside the elevator, their last still sleeping in Kouji's arms.

'And everything...it's the same.'

It was a relief in disguise; at least their families hadn't been worried.

But...

Takuya turned back to the others, and specifically, to the twins, who no longer represented anything like.

'How are we going to explain this to his mother?'

No-one honestly had any clue.

It took awhile to track down the address, seeing as none of them actually knew where Kouichi lived. Eventually, Kouji remembered the name of the hospital in which their mother worked, which lead to Tomoki pulling his charm and weaving the needed information out of an unsuspecting receptionist before the five were standing in front of the Kimura's apartment, with Kouji partially hidden at the back.

Takuya, after sensing the gazes boring into him, steeled his legendary courage and knocked on the door.

A woman in her mid thirties opened it.

'Um...Kimura-san?' He began, thinking about the awkwardness of the pending situation.

'Yes?' she asked, confused.

'You see,' he managed to continue. 'We're friends of Kouichi, and-'

He made a bit of a hopeless gesture, and Junpei moved aside, revealing the two brothers.

'Kouji!' the woman gasped. 'How..?'

Undoubtedly, a warm and cosy reunion would have taken place at that moment...if her attention hadn't been suddenly directed to the bundle, now awake and drowsily blinking into the blue jacket, in his arms.

Any mother could recognise their baby, whether they be dancing around in pink polka dots, clothed in a clown costume, or deaged.

And Kimura Tomoko was no exception.

'You had all better come inside,' she said in a painfully calm voice, sounding remarkably like Kouichi torn between confusion, concern and several other things. 'And explain to my why my son is only a day old.'