4 Nightmares of the Past
Ken Ichijouji-Motomiya
Motomiya-Inoue Residence - Bedroom
Ken snuggled closer to his husband as he slept. He could feel his husband bare chest under his fingertips. Reminding him that he was there with him and not somewhere in the forest of the Digital World, running away from him. But that knowledge did not register in his mind as his body began to grow stiff and rigged, and his breathing began to pick up a bit as his peaceful dream shattered, changed and shifted to something unpleasant.
The bright green forest of Fire Island seemed endless. He wasn't sure how long he'd been walking. Hours, maybe. He frowned as he moved a branch away from the path he was walking before it ended up hitting him in the face. He would have sworn his husband passed through here. Why did Daisuke have to run off right when he was about to tell him about their baby? And leaving him alone for that matter! His husband knew he didn't like being left alone like that.
Ken continued walking, feeling slightly irritated towards his husband for being so tactless and leaving him alone. Ken eyed the forest warily as he walked deeper into the forest. As he continued walking, however, he realized that he was starting to feel uneasy. Ken couldn't pinpoint why he felt this way, though. He walked through the forest near the Village of Beginnings tons of times with the other Chosen when they were kids. However, something just didn't feel right to him. Something about this part of the forest felt off. Ken glanced at the forest nervously. Maybe going this far into the forest was a bad idea, especially since the sun was going down and everything was starting to look the same.
"Daisuke! Where are you?" Ken yelled, hoping Daisuke wasn't too far. He really wanted to go home now.
Ken got no response. Ken pouted; he wondered if Daisuke was playing a trick on him. But why wasn't his husband answering him? There was no way he managed to get that far so quickly. He was just behind him a few moments ago.
Ken quickened his pace, feeling more uneasy than before. He wasn't sure what was going on, but he feared for his husband. He hoped Daisuke didn't get himself into trouble again. Qinglongmon knows what trouble he'd gotten himself into this time.
Ken paused as he heard an unfamiliar whisper. Ken glanced behind him, suddenly feeling unsure. But there was nothing there, other than the endless trees. Ken blinked his eyes in confusion as he noticed something odd about the trees. Were the trees always so gray? Ken frowned. Was it really that late out?
Ken bit his lip as he returned his attention to the direction Daisuke went. Ken resumed his walking nervously. Something was definitely wrong. Were those trees always so dark and gray? Ken had a very bad feeling that he could be in danger or something. Ken shook his head to clear his thoughts. Maybe he was just imagining things. It wouldn't be the first time. He often got panicky ever since that confrontation with his parents back in Junior High, followed by them disowning him in front of his friends. Ken frowned, refusing to dwell on the past. He had to keep going. He had to find his husband and fast. He could be in danger.
"It is time."
Ken stopped in his tracks and stiffened as he heard a deep voice hissing from behind him. He quickly looked behind him again. There was no one there. What was going on? Where was that voice coming from?
"Wh-Who's there?" he asked, his voice shook a bit as his eyes swept the forest frantically. Something didn't feel right. Was he hearing things now? And were the trees and plants getting more darker?
"We have waited so long for you." The voice sounded like a hissing viper. It made him shiver in a fear that he hadn't felt in so long. Something about the voice made him very uneasy and scared. It was like he heard it before, and yet, at the same time, he never heard it in his life.
"Daisuke?" Ken knew it wasn't his husband. But who else could it be? "Is that you?"
Ken took a step forward and shivered when a cold wind began whipping around the forest violently.
"The Light has tainted you." Ken flinch as the wind around him got frigid. Ken bit his lip as he looked around frantically. He had no idea where that voice was coming from. Or who it was for that matter. He had no idea what was going. But right now, all he wanted was his husband. He didn't want to be alone anymore.
"Daisuke! Where are you?" Ken yelled fearfully as the trees began to turn into a familiar shade of gray, followed by the sound of waves reaching his ears.
Ken staggered back, his eyes going wide in horror. "No! No! No! No!" Ken wasn't sure when he started running for his life or when he started screaming for his husband as tears began stinging his eyes. All he knew was the frightening voice laughing behind him as the Digital World shifted into the World of Darkness. "Not again! Not again!" Ken ignored the tears as he ran.
There was no wonder why he couldn't find his husband. Daisuke was not in this world. He was in the Digital World, without any idea of the danger Ken was in.
"We will have you again!" the voice hissed over Ken's screams.
"NO! Daisuke, help me!" he cried before the ground disappeared from under his feet.
"My King," was the last thing he heard as he fell into the endless darkness.
"DAISUKE!"
Daisuke Motomiya
Motomiya-Inoue Residence - Bedroom
Daisuke was not a morning person. That was very obvious to everyone that knew him. He hated waking up early in the morning when he was a kid. The only time he actually did it without a problem was when he had a football game or when he had to catch the bus to Ken's apartment. But now that he was married and lived with the love of his life, he rarely got up very early in the morning; considering he did most of his meetings at his home office and only went out on the field with V-mon when he had a meeting or when he need to take over for one of his employees in his Odaiba-Tamachi branch. He wasn't going to stay home all day, while Ken was at work. That was just boring!
At that very moment, however, he really didn't appreciate his body forcing him to wake up at an ungodly hour in the morning. Besides, he was having such a pleasant dream too. He was dreaming about taking Ken to a romantic picnic in the Digital World. In the dream, they were at a nice clearing at Fire Island. They were eating chocolate cake for dessert when his dream-self moved forward to wipe away some chocolate frosting off Ken's bottom lip. He was about to kiss those soft, pink lips when Ken suddenly pulled away. His dream-self had looked at him in concern. Ken seemed stiff and unresponsive; it as like someone put the pause button on him. His dream-self was about to ask if something was wrong when he suddenly heard the piercing scream of his husband calling for him. And then the dream shattered and faded away.
Daisuke didn't like the screams that echoed in his head as he was thrown out of his dream. As much as he didn't like waking up in the middle of the morning, he knew something was wrong with his husband. He could still hear the frightening screams of his lover as he returned to wakefulness. Daisuke slowly opened his eyes and tried to focus his blurry vision on the red digital numbers that was projected on the ceiling. He frowned when he managed to make out 2:26 am.
He yawned and tried to blink the sleep out of his eyes. Damn, Daisuke, it's too damn early in the morning. The sun is not even out yet! Why are you waking up this early? Daisuke only had a split second to ponder those questions before a fearful moan registered into his ears.
"…N…Noooo…D…Dai…suke…"
Hearing Ken's soft voice, laced with so much fear, seemed to flick a switch inside him. Usually, Daisuke loved waking up in the morning and seeing his husband tucked under his arm, his head resting peacefully on his bare chest, his breath slow and steady as he dreamed. However, as his mind switched from his sleeping state to fully awake, he became fully aware of the terrified whimpers and moans and trembling form of his husband.
"Ken-chan? Ken! Wake up!" Daisuke gently shook Ken's shoulder. Ken wouldn't wake up.
Keso, I hope he's not having that dream again.
Ken Ichijouji-Motomiya
Motomiya-Inoue Residence - Bedroom
Ken knew he should probably wake up. That would have been the most logical choice. But as the ground of the World of Darkness collapsed under him, allowing him to fall into the endless darkness, Ken realized that was harder said then done. Ken was barely aware of the tremors coursing through his body or the fearful whimpers and moans leaving his lips. The fact that Daisuke was groaning as a result of his restlessness did not register at all in his mind. Ken couldn't know because he could no longer feel his husband presence as he fell deeper and deeper into the black void.
But that wasn't what scared him. It wasn't the fact that he could be potentially waking Daisuke or the Digimon up in the middle of the night. It wasn't the fact that he wasn't aware of his husband's voice trying to wake him up. No, it was what horrifying nightmare he was being thrown into next.
As he was thrusted into the nightmare, Ken found himself crying. Ken hadn't had this nightmare in years. Though, it was more of a long forgotten memory that he never wanted to relive. It was horrifying and painful and it had made him feel so small and worthless the first time around. Having to relive it every time he closed his eyes back in Junior High and High School was not fun. It didn't really help either that it happened a month after the virus incident. It also didn't help that he was disowned shortly after.
The pain the memory brought shook him so much that it paralyzed him in fear. Ken didn't want to relive this. He didn't want to remember. He wasn't fourteen anymore. He was safe in his husband's arms. He didn't want to relive being in that evil hospital. He didn't want to remember what they did to him. He was safe. He's married and was going to have a child (which he still needed to tell Daisuke about). He was not along. Why won't he wake up?
"Mama! Papa! Don't go!" The white tile walls of the hospital felt endless and narrow and the smell of unknown medicine made him feel dizzy. Ken tried running after his parents, but it seemed like he was getting nowhere. The faster he ran, the farther they seemed to be. Tears fell freely down his cheeks as fear clouded his senses. His parents were leaving him at a Gay Correction Hospital. They wanted him to be fixed. They were leaving him alone!
"Come back, please!" Ken's cries didn't seem to slow them down at all. They kept on walking and walking. Away from him. Away from the frightening hospital. Away from their burden. How was he not able to catch up to them yet?
"Don't leave me here alone." Ken choked down a sob as he tripped and fell to his knees. The tears fell down as he got to his feet and looked up. He was now, somehow, in the lobby. His parents were at the open door, looking right at him. His father's eyes had the look of disgust and disappointment. Ken turned his gaze away from him and tried pleading with his mother. To help him, to not leave him at the frightening hospital. However, she would not budge. Sad eyes just stared back at him before turning her back to him.
Ken found himself breaking down into sobs as they left through the glass door. They left him. They couldn't accept that he was gay. But why? Why were they doing this to him?
Ken tried to get up. He wanted to go after them, to make them change their minds; but strong hands held him down. They painfully grabbed his arms and dragged him into a semi-dark room with only one bulb serving as a source of light. Ken cried and struggled to get free as four faceless doctors strapped him to a bed. Ken couldn't stop the flow of tears as one of the doctors held a syringe with some kind of colorless liquid in his gloved hand, while another cut the sleeve of his school uniform, revealing skin.
Ken screamed in pure horror as the faceless doctor prepared to inject him with what he assumed was a drug. Ken pulled at his restraints as the needle got closer and closer. The two other doctors held him down, keeping him from moving. The needle was just about to break the skin when-
"KEN, WAKE UP! IT'S JUST A NIGHTMARE!"
Daisuke Motomiya
Motomiya-Inoue Residence - Bedroom
Daisuke growled under his breath. He absolutely hated seeing Ken crying, especially if it was tears of fear or sadness. Even when they were kids, he never really liked seeing those violet eyes glistening with tears. So seeing his husband sobbing in his sleep and having him begging for his parents not to leave him, really put him on edge. He hated what Ken's parents did to him twenty-two years ago. After they pretty much abandoned him, Ken had been almost a broken, traumatized shell of himself. Daisuke hated them, even 'till this day.
Ken had gotten so far with his recovery and at times it felt as if Ken had put the past behind him and almost completely forgotten about what happened. Ken hadn't had a relapse or nightmare about that hospital or his parents for over ten years now. So why now? What could have triggered those long forgotten memories?
Daisuke shook his head to clear it. He had to help Ken first. He could question it later.
Daisuke restrained Ken on the bed. He didn't want Ken to hurt himself in his current state, especially since he was a cop and could easily knock him out if he wanted to. He did vaguely worry that all the noise might have woken up the Digimon sleeping in the living room, but he pushed that thought away for now. "KEN, WAKE UP! IT'S JUST A NIGHTMARE!"
Thankfully, his words managed to cut through Ken's sleeping state, allowing him to wake up with a gasp. Daisuke felt his heart cringe in worry as Ken stared at him with fear. Daisuke gently eased up on his hold and pulled Ken into a hug. Ken's arms immediately wrapped around his waist as he sobbed into his shoulder.
Daisuke gently held Ken's trembling body close to him as he rubbed soothing circles on his back. "Shhh. It's okay. I'm here. I'm here." Daisuke ignored the hot trails of tears that slid down his bare shoulder and chest. His main focus was to calm Ken down. Or at least enough so he could tell him about the nightmare and hopefully get him to go back to sleep. Daisuke already knew it was one of those nights. His body and mind were already alert and wide awake. It was as if this body and mind knew that there was no time for rest. Ken was very distraught and very distressed from whatever nightmare he just had.
Daisuke got more comfortable on the bed as he rested his back on the headboard. He gently pulled his distraught husband onto his lap and allowed him to comfortably sob into his arms like he wanted to. Daisuke held back an annoyed huff as muffled words began coming out of Ken's mouth between his sobs. Daisuke had a feeling that Ken was saying them unknowingly. They were just coming out with his raging, frantic emotions. It must have been pretty bad, he thought sadly as he whispered soothing words into his husband's ear.
Daisuke glared at the ceiling, feeling his own raging emotions (mostly anger) wanting to escape as the jumble of words reached his ears.
"…Dark…ness…Mama…Hospital…World of…Alone…Alone…Darkness…Drug…Doc…tor…Faceless…"
Daisuke gritted his teeth, but kept his temper in check. He hated that Ken had that nightmare. Daisuke wasn't sure if he could ever forgive himself for allowing Ken to slip through his fingers and making him go through that hell alone. Ken was too sensitive and caring. He should have never gone through that.
"Shhh, love. Shhh," he murmured into Ken's ear. Daisuke was still furious that Ken had to go through that. No thanks to them, he thought bitterly. But he was glad when Ken's trembling was beginning to subside. "It's okay Ken-chan. You're not alone. I'm here. I promised that I'll never leave you."
Daisuke continued to whisper words of comfort as Ken held him a little tighter. Ken was very strong, in his opinion, considering he was a cop (and a good one at that!) and had the strength and agility to prove it. As much as Daisuke worried about his husband (especially when Ken, Stingmon, and his team chased bad guys almost on a daily basis) he knew Ken could take care of himself. Although, he knew Ken was going to feel very guilty when he sees the slight bruising from the death-like grip he was holding him in.
Daisuke ignored it, though. Daisuke could take the slight discomfort, as long as it helped his husband calm down. However, Ken was not in the right mind yet and the words that spilled out of his mouth made him want to punch a wall.
"…They…they left me…" he said in between sobs. "I don't want…I don't want to be there…Don't…D-don't let them take me…I don't…"
Daisuke sighed and ran his hand through Ken's silky dark navy blue hair. He remembered Ken having those reoccurring nightmares when they were fourteen (and didn't stop until they were in their last year of High School). It happened a month after the Virus Incident, he was at Ken's apartment, watching Ken as he tried to catch up on several weeks of homework that he missed while they were brainwashed by that crazy Ultimate. Daisuke had his own homework that needed to be done, but he couldn't concentrate on it. Daisuke's mind, at that moment, had been a raging roller coaster as he tried to figure out the best way to confess his feelings to his best friend. Sure, he'd been trying to figure out his feelings for his best friend and the fact that he was Bisexual for years now. He had a long talk with Jun after Ken got kidnapped by Oikawa (which was horrible, might he add. It felt like he was breaking inside!), but it still had taken him some time to truly understand his feelings.
Daisuke actually had wanted to confess the day they had been attacked by Alphamon. Unfortunately, that plan didn't go too well; considering they were not only brainwashed, but also affected by the virus that was changing Digimon's programming, as Koushiro put it. Although, Daisuke never thought the virus would make him want to act out his desire in public, in addition to attacking his friends. Daisuke still felt embarrassed that he had become very, very flirty and overprotective when it came to Ken. Of course, Ken never noticed and was oblivious; but that could have been because of the virus being amplified by the Dark Seed, turning him into the Kaiser one again (which was hot by the way, but he would never say that out loud) and by making the brainwashing ten times worse.
Daisuke sighed again as Ken's sobs began to decrease a bit. He glared at the clock (noticing that an hour had passed by) as memories of that day replayed in his mind.
"Motomiya-kun, is something wrong?" Daisuke blinked, realizing that he had been staring at Ken's reflection from his computer for the last twenty minutes and hadn't realized that Ken had asked him a question. He smiled nervously at his best friend as if he had been caught doing something wrong. Ken was staring at him with a concerned frown. Ken's legs were crossed over each other lazily. One arm was still resting comfortably on the desk, while the other was on the headrest of the chair. Ken's eyes were shining with concern, while his pink lips were curved down slightly.
"Umm, yeah I'm fine. What you say?"
Ken was still frowning at him. "I said that I finished my paper and was asking if you still needed my help with your math homework." Oh, right. Ken was doing some kind of paper for his English Class. Wow, he worked fast! Or maybe it was because he knew he needed help. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked as he got off his chair and gracefully sat down next to him on the floor, his small ponytail swished lazily at the small motion.
"I'm fine," Daisuke smiled, suddenly feeling very happy that Ken was now paying attention to him, even if it was for homework. "So, mind helping me with these Chicken Plots?"
Ken's lips curved up into an amused smile before he began laughing softly at his mispronounced name for the stupid mathematical term. "It's Box Plot, Motomiya."
"Right, right!" Daisuke was well aware what they were called. He just wanted that frown to go away. Besides, hearing Ken laugh was like listening to classical music. It was beautiful and unique. "Let's get to it then!"
Ken nodded and turned his gaze down to grab his textbook and notebook (to see what he did so far) when he froze. Daisuke blinked as Ken raised a navy brow to the tip of his bangs. Daisuke shifted his eyes to his notebook and froze as well. On the margin of his notebook were several doodles of Ken. He hadn't realized he'd been doodling his best friend while spacing out.
"Umm, I can explain." Daisuke tried to keep the panic out of his voice. What would Ken think of him now?
Ken, surprisingly, ignored him (Ken never ignored him!) and simply ran a finger over one of the doodles. The doodle showed Ken staring at the computer screen with a calm expression. Ken was gently tracing over the small ponytail that Daisuke managed to draw with very fine detail. "Amazing." Wait, did Ken just say amazing? "You captured me so well." Ken then shifted his violet eyes to him. Daisuke didn't see disgust or hatred in those violet orbs, just awe and curiosity. There was also a light pink blush on Ken's cheeks as well. He wondered if that meant anything.
"Really?" he asked and Ken nodded.
"Why didn't you tell me you could draw like this?"
Daisuke shrugged at the question. "It's not that great." Ken pouted at his response.
"That's not true! It's good!" he insisted before glancing back at the notebook. Daisuke saw Ken's eyes widening as he paused at the doodles near the bottom of the page. Daisuke felt the color drain from his face. On the bottom was a picture of Ken reading a book and he was surrounded by a heart. On the outside of the heart, he wrote: If only I can tell how much I love him. K & D forever.
Daisuke didn't say anything as Ken slowly looked back at him. Daisuke swallowed nervously. Why did he have to write that? Now Ken might not want to see him again!
"Motomiya-kun?"
"Ken-kun, I understand if you don't feel the same way!" he blurted out.
"Motomiya, I-"
"It's fine, really! I just hope we can still be friends!" He was not fine with it. But he ignored the pain in his heart. He could cry later.
"Motomiya, I'm-"
"It's alright, really!" At least Ken was going to let him down gently. He was such a good person. "I'll just-"
"DAISUKE, DON'T JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS! I NEVER SAID I DIDN'T LIKE YOU!"
Daisuke was stunned, to say the least. It was very rare to see Ken lose his temper (or say his first name). He was usually quiet, soft-spoken, and patient (and never said his first name). So he was shocked into silence when Ken yelled at him (and actually said his first name). "Wha?" He turned to his friend questioningly. However, any questions he had disappeared when soft, warm lips pressed against his. It was a hesitant kiss, a little one; but that one kiss was better than what he'd been fantasizing for years.
When Ken pulled away, his eyes looked away shyly. "I'm gay, Daisuke." Daisuke could not stop the huge grin that formed on his face. He was happy that Ken kissed him. It proved that Ken returned his feelings (and the fact he was still using his first name, even better). Although, the crimson blush on Ken's cheeks was also a good indication too.
"Well, that explains why you always rejected those fan girls' confessions." Daisuke would not admit that he was jealous of those no good, annoying, heart sucking girls. Although, he did enjoy seeing them looking so disappointed and heartbroken (was he really that mean?) when Ken politely rejected them. He still wasn't sure how Ken could manage to stay patient and polite through all that.
Ken looked at him shyly. "Well, I don't like girls in that way," he murmured. "What about you?"
"I'm Bi," he said proudly. Of course, the crush he had on Hikari was just that: a crush. He'd admit he was annoyed when Hikari stopped paying attention to him when Takeru entered the picture. He had misjudged it as love. However, when Ken came into the picture and after his long talk with his sister, he realized that he just liked Hikari, not love her. So, he wasn't that disturbed when she started dating Takeru about four weeks ago. "Do you want to go on a date with me?" he asked confidently and was happy to see the soft smile on Ken's face and his eyes brightening up in surprise and acceptance.
Ken opened his mouth to respond, but they were both startled when his door slammed open. Daisuke turned towards the door and a sense of dread and fear filled him as he saw Ken's parents. Mrs. Ichijouji was pale and nervous as she stood behind her enraged husband. Mr. Ichijouji's eyes were narrowed slits as he glared at the both of them. Daisuke swallowed nervously as Mr. Ichijouji walked towards them. The air of his disgust and anger came off him in waves. Daisuke glanced at his best friend and saw that he was just as pale as his mother, and he looked absolutely frightened.
Daisuke barely had a chance to think of a plan before Mr. Ichijouji painfully grabbed his arm, yanking him to his feet, and started to drag him out of Ken's room. This caused Ken to shake off his moment of fear. He jumped to his feet to help him.
"Stop! You're hurting him!" Daisuke could only watch in disbelief as Mr. Ichijouji stopped to face his son. With still a strong hold on his arm, Mr. Ichijouji slapped Ken across the face. The force of Mr. Ichijouji's hand coming in contact with Ken's cheek was hard enough that it bounced off the walls. Ken fell to the ground with a startled gasp.
"Lock him up," he ordered Mrs. Ichijouji. "I'll deal with him later." Daisuke couldn't imagine that this was happening. Ken's own parents hated gays and bi's. As he was dragged out, Daisuke managed to see Ken looking up from his place on the floor, while Mrs. Ichijouji grabbed Ken's keys from the wall. Daisuke hated the tears that were forming in Ken's eyes but refused to fall. He also hated the look of total betrayal that was sent at Mrs. Ichijouji.
"I'm sorry, dear, but this is for your own good. I promise we will fix you." Daisuke felt his shock turned into anger as Ken's mother locked Ken inside his own room. Daisuke had always wondered why Ken had a double cylinder deadbolt lock on his door. Now he knew why. And then he wondered if Ken's parents ever locked him in his room before. That thought angered him and made him start to fight back. However, it seemed his reaction was too late. Daisuke soon found himself thrown out of the Ichijouji's apartment. Daisuke glared at Mr. Ichijouji as he spoke.
"I will not have my son fall in love with a guy. He will continue our line. It is his duty." Was that all they cared about? Didn't they care about Ken happiness? "Get lost and don't come back." Daisuke didn't move when the door was slammed in his face. He didn't move when he heard Ken's screamed to let him out and the distant, constant banging as fists came in contact with wood. All Daisuke could do was stare in shocked silence as his thoughts swirled around one word: fix. At what lengths would Ken's parents go to make sure Ken didn't like guys? What harm would they do to Ken?
And then another thought came to him. He had to save Ken before it was too late. Daisuke got up from the floor, fighting against the tears that threatened to fall when Ken's father began threatening Ken that he would be sent away to get fixed and ran to the closest paid phone he could find. He had to save Ken, but he needed the others and his parents first.
Daisuke huffed sadly at the memory. He hated the Ichijoujis. He hated them so much. What they did was unforgivable. Ken had been so traumatized after spending three days at that horrible hospital. Daisuke would never forget the bruises on Ken's fair skin and the unresponsive state he was in from all those drugs he was injected with. Ken was also very unstable and it broke his heart to see Ken in such a state.
Daisuke had felt so guilty that he couldn't stop Ken from being heavily drugged or sent to that place without him knowing (and he was only on the payphone across the street!). Of course, Ken was very weak when he came to and didn't blame him. Daisuke remembered that was the last time he saw Ken smile at him before his parents disowned him. It had broken Ken emotionally and mentally and further enhanced his fear of hospitals and abandonment. Daisuke still couldn't believe they did that. Sure, it was Mr. Ichijouji who said it, but he believed what really hurt Ken the most was when his own mother turned her back on him without a word and followed her husband like a good wife.
Daisuke stared at his husband's sleeping form. He gently brushed back a few navy strands and smiled softly when Ken snuggled closer to him. Daisuke didn't dare move, though. If he did, Ken would cling to him tighter and whimper in distress. Daisuke would then have to whisper words of comfort until Ken returned to his semi-peaceful, dreamless sleep. Daisuke knew it was a light sleep. Every little sound (rather it was from the swooshing of the wind or the soft snores from their Digimon) would make his go into a semi-distraught state.
Daisuke didn't mind, though. Ken wasn't in the right state of mind yet. It would only be like this for a couple of hours. Besides, he was wide awake now and his mind just refused to shut off. It was probably a good thing that all he had to do today was a few Skype meetings with some businessmen who wanted to open up a few "Noddle Noddle, Come Get Your Noodle" carts in Canada and in some other parts of the United States. Ken would still, hopefully, be asleep while he did those meetings.
Daisuke frowned in concern as he continued to move his fingers through Ken's hair. He had a vague idea of what Ken dreamt about. It was about his parents sending him to that damn hospital. But he was greatly concerned about the World of Darkness. Ken hadn't had any problems or nightmares of that dimension for years now. He wondered if it meant anything.
It could be nothing. I could just be overreacting. Daisuke gently caressed Ken's cheek and he leaned into his touch. But what could have triggered those dreams? Daisuke frowned in thought as he thought about the last couple of days. Ken's been stressed out all week, now that I think about it. He's been getting sick almost every day now. I doubt he's gotten any good rest at all in the past week. Daisuke studied his husband's peaceful expression. His job doesn't help that much either. Didn't he say that he was tracking down some guy who kidnapped a girl?
This brought a frown to Daisuke's features. He should have paid more attention to his husband when he was ranting about a case he was working on the other day. He listened to most of it, but he kinda got sidetracked when Ken started pacing back and forth. Of course, Daisuke was distracted by how cute Ken was with his kissable lips formed into a pout and his violet eyes glaring heatedly at the different surveillance pictures and documents he was supposed to sort through and read before writing a report about his findings to his boss and plotting his next move to his team of newbies before their trail got cold.
Daisuke's lips twitched into a smile. Ken would never admit that the three rookies he was assigned to train were reckless newbies that had a crush on him. Ken was too nice to outright say that (or maybe he was just oblivious to it). But sill, Ken was, at times, very stressed out by the end of the day. With the way he was getting sick, combined with work, and with his recent fainting spell, it made him wonder what was going on with his husband.
What is going on with you, Ken? And what did the doctor tell you yesterday? I can only hope it's nothing bad, but I'm very worried about you. Daisuke sighed and stared at the clock. 4:45 am. So much for sleeping. He shook away that selfish thought. He shouldn't be worrying about his lack of sleep. He'd managed to get four hours of sleep at least.
"…Ba…by…" Daisuke blinked at the soft whisper. He glanced at his husband with furrowed brows. Baby? Daisuke watched as Ken smiled softly in his sleep as one hand, unconsciously, moved to rub his stomach gently. Daisuke was slightly confused by this. Did Ken want a baby and just never told him about it? Daisuke found himself smiling lovingly at his husband. Daisuke bent down and kissed Ken's forehead.
"I want kids too, Ken," he whispered. "I'm not sure if you are ready for adoption, but I will be here when you are. I know we will be great parents." Daisuke rested his chin on Ken's head, making sure he didn't disturb Ken's sleep. "I love you and I always will."
