A/N Another Chapter! J I like this chapter, but it's up to you I suppose. Happy belated Easter!

Last Time…

'So are you going to ask me to be your girlfriend or what? I don't just snog random strangers you know.' Davis looked at her unimpressed before leaning forward so their lips were millimetres away.

'Shut up smart arse' he kissed her again before stepping back taking a deep breath 'Mai, will you be my girlfriend?' he asked seriously.

'Aren't you going to get down on one knee?' Mai teased him, Davis just rolled his eyes and self-consciously shoving his hands into his pockets. 'I might have to think about it…' she said her head cocked to one side pretending to think.

'Mai' He growled at her.

'Yes I will, on one condition if we ever break up this changes nothing between us.'

'Ok.'

'Pinkie swear 'she said grinning as she held out her little finger.

'Pinkie swear' he agreed hooking his finger around hers and shaking.

They didn't realise that this new relationship could stop them from ever going home.

Chapter 4- Dieing to return.

He had decided that this world was a virus, one of those things that looks really good but it just…isn't.

The only good thing about this place was Mai, if it wasn't for her he would have left four years ago when he first arrived- it would have been the first thing he had done, gone asleep and been greeted by his parents his sister, Demiveemon, his friends.

He missed the real world so much it hurt, he physically ached to be there, he knew and his body knew that he was no longer supposed to be here. That it had been time to return a long time ago.

He longed to return, the pull when he went to sleep was so strong, but he didn't leave- not yet he needed to spend as much time as possible with Mai before the inevitable happened and they were separated. He loved her so much he couldn't bare to lose her, even for how much he would gain.

For the four years he had been here, neither one of them had ever mentioned the real world and returning. He figured because neither one of them dare bring up the subject. In a way he was being selfish he didn't want her to return even though he had a sneaky suspicion she wanted to leave too. But if they both left, what if they died? What if their bodies just couldn't cope and that was it? What if Mai died and he lost her…forever.

Four years had taught him a lot, in fact he could have said he grew up, that's what time does it mocks us and shows us our faults. Time changes us it alters us, we have no choice. It's sometimes said that we wish for time to pass faster, and sometimes it goes too fast. Time is one of the things we can't control and happens to everyone, we grow old. Time causes wrinkles, deepens scars. Time makes fools of us all.

But he knew that really being here for four years really was only amounted to a week in the real world.

In four years him and Mai had become one of 'them' couples. They did everything together, one because they enjoyed each others company and two because they had no one else.

If things had been different, and if he had been in the real world he would have proposed to her by now, but doing that now would only serve as more of a reminder of what they could have, if they were in the real world with their friends and family.

He wanted to give her that, so very much. She deserved the best and wasting away trapped in a coma because he was too selfish to let her leave wasn't fair. She deserved better than that. Better than worrying that they would be stuck here forever.

She deserved to chat with all her friends and go to the movies, to walk past people in the street. She deserved to have random conversations with strangers.

She didn't deserve this empty city, with no one but him.

He himself deserved better. Neither one of them should be stuck here- forever.

This gave them a possibility of life, but not as good as the possibility of life if they returned. What they could do, how they could live. It was worth the risk.

It was then that he made up his mind, they both had to go home.

Turning over slightly to face Mai he nudged her shoulder, she made a motion with her hand to try and slap him away.

'Mai- wake up.' With that she groggily opened her eye's sitting up pulling the covers with her she turned to face the alarm clock.

'Davis it's 3'o'clock in the bleedin' morning!' She moaned. Shutting her eyes and trying to snuggle back into him.

'Mai, we need to talk.' Her head shot up looking at him with a worried expression, the sort of look those words bring out in a person.

'Davis, you aren't breaking up with me are you?' She joked but only half so, she added 'because you could have at least waited until the morning.' Davis flushed slightly.

'I, want to go back.' He spoke quickly looking over her shoulder so he didn't have to look at her expression. 'I need to go back, the pull it just gets stronger and stronger and I think it's time' he babbled. He finally looked back at her to see a small smile on her face.

'I want to go back too' she said softly. 'I miss them all you know.'

'Yeah' Davis mumbled 'Me too.' He leaned into her shoulder and gave her a soft hug.

'But I don't want to leave you.' She said even more softly, catching his eye. Her eyes were filling up with tears but not one of them spilled.

'But we wont. I've thought about it. We both live in Japan you only live like 30 minutes away from me, tell me where you live and we will remember.' Davis Spoke excitedly

'But how do you know we will remember?' she asked accusingly pulling away from him slightly to stare determinedly into his eyes.

'Because your too important to forget.' He answered honestly looking into her eyes ignoring the cheese alert ringing in his head.

'When?' she asked excitedly, looking forward of the prospect of returning.

'Tomorrow' he said after a moment of deliberation.

'In that case I think we should do nothing and stay in bed all day.'

'You think so do you?' he teased tweaking her nose and laughing at her annoyed expression.

'I reckon so' she replied pushing him back down onto the soft bed with a wicked grin.

Nowhere Land

One minute he had closed his eyes and the next thing he knew he was floating- floating in darkness. It was so very annoying, he had gone from one shitty place to another and to make things worse? Mai wasn't here with him this time.

He had given in to the pull, just closed his eyes and dropped all resistance, expecting rather foolishly so, to open his eyes to be surrounded family- obviously that hadn't happened leaving him the question, where the hell was he?

Was he dead? Had he actually died?

He didn't feel dead… just disconnected.

It was like when you get really tired, and nothing feels real.

Davis swung round, looking behind him… in front of him, he could feel another presence but he couldn't see them, or hear them, but he knew someone was here. He paused relaxing and focusing on that presence, after a moment he felt recognition wash over him- Mai. So was she here too? It was hard to say since he couldn't see anything, not even his hand in front of his face. Was she floating as well, in this dark void, with nothing or nobody to talk to?

Where the hell was he?

'Mai?' His voice reverberated around the black void. 'Mai' he shouted louder, his voice stinging his own eardrums.

'Mom? Dad? ANYONE!' he screamed in desperation, collapsing in to what would have been the floor if this place actually existed 'SOMEBODY'

But only deathly silence reverberated from his call.

Real World- Davis' room (7 Day's)

T.K was Davis' current visitor he had earlier that day (finally) been discharged from hospital, and the first thing he had done was to wander down to ICU and see Davis.

Davis had saved all their lives, if he hadn't evacuated all those people the mortality rate would have been significantly higher, especially because most people weren't even aware of the shooting until they had been warned the Detective Chief Inspector Reynolds's had said that on television

'Without Mr Motomiya nobody would have realised the attack until much later, he managed to safely evacuate ¾ of the school, and direct them to the safest exits, thanks to his quick thinking we only had 18 mortality's which although heart rendering and terrible to lose so many young lives without young Motomiya the police wouldn't have been alerted to much later and many more lives would have been lost, we have to thank the lord that Mr Motomiya didn't listen to the schools no mobile policy.

The figures for this tragedy are at 18 mortality's, 17 students and one teacher. We had 7 wounded casualties which are all recovering well, also out of the 3 critical two are currently stable and only Mr Motomiya is still in Intensive Care.'

Eighteen people dead, he had known some of those people. Some of them he had known from lessons other from basketball. One was even in his form, he'd sat next to him. Eighteen people… and it could have so easily been more if they hadn't been saved by Davis.

It didn't surprise him though that Davis saved them all, Davis was a hothead, he acted before he thought. He must have gone tearing off looking for them all, before even considering the danger he could be in. He had saved so many lives. He had trailed all over school to warn them because they hadn't read his email and he knew they wouldn't have. If he had just checked his D-Terminal all of this could have been avoided, and Davis wouldn't be in a coma.

He stared down at Davis, at the pipe stuck down his throat helping him breath. He looked away quickly it was hard to see Davis like this.

Davis was so full of life, so exciting, always doing something that to see him essentionally lifeless was difficult and upsetting.

It was then that he heard a gurgle from Davis and his eyes sprang back to the previously lifeless body, Davis' eyes were still closed but something was different, something had changed. He sat down beside him.

'Davis?' He called. There was no reply, no gurgle and he wondered if his mind was playing tricks on him. 'Davis can you hear me?' There was a soft gurgle in reply from the bed. Davis' eyes were twitching from beneath his eyelids then all of a sudden his body began to twitch and shudder his whole body moving- the machine he was strapped to began to wail but T.K didn't move, he stood there with his mouth open in shock; it was as if all noise had been sucked out of the room- he couldn't die… could he?

He was suddenly aware of a nurse trying to forcibly drag him out of the room but he shrugged her off and stepped back to give the doctors room, he then watched in horror as the dreadful scene unfolded in all its ghastly glory.

The nurse unattached the breathing pipe, laid the bed down flat and removed the pillows. The doctors were speaking, or screaming to each other- which TK wasn't sure- he heard nothing just focused on Davis, mind whirring as he wondered what the hell was going on, one minute he was fine- the next this.

'Paddles!'

'Charging to 180!'

'Clear!'

'Not working charging to 200, clear!' He watched as they gave up the paddles and began to pump on his chest, trying to get his heart beating.

'Davis' he whispered blinking back tears 'Don't die'

'Please don't die…' and then the tears fell. He closed his eyes to block out Davis' lifeless body and the nurses fruitless attempts.

A/N Okay, this wasn't how I originally planned it but for some reason I keep wanting to put Davis in mortal peril…Oh well. Hope you enjoyed and please review! BTW all the medical bits I actually researched. It is all close to medical truth, kind of. Review to make me smile! :) Haha! Just re-edited it. :P