Author's Note: This takes place after Davis invites Ken over to his house for that sleepover. What happened exactly?

Ken nodded into his shoulder, and after several more minutes of crying, he settled himself down and sat up, looking into Davis' brown eyes. "I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

"Kissing you...It really wasn't my place. But...You're the first person who's wanted to be my friend for a reason that has nothing to do with me being famous or smart.And I thank you for that."

Davis gave him a great big grin. "It's fine Ken! I've uh...Actually been wanting to do that to you all night. Kiss you, I mean. Because, you always look so depressed, and I just wanted you to smile.

Ken gave a small, genuine smile. But it quickly changed into a disaproving frown. "Argh!" He moaned, rubbing the tears off his eyes, making his eyes red. "Look at me! I'm such a crybaby!"

Davis grabbed his arms, making the other boy stop the rubbing. "Ken, its okay. I was always taught that's its good for a person to cry. It allows you to show your feelings. You shouldn't bottle things up Ken. You'll lose it..."

"I already have lost it..." spat Ken, looking away and staring down hard at the bed covers of Davis' bed.

Davis couldn't argue with that. Dressing up into a shoulder-bladed costume with a cape and whip and killing innocent creatures while destroying an entire world was considered 'losing it'.

"We don't blame you Ken" Davis murmurred after a moment of silence.

"Yeah? Well you should!" hissed Ken. "And you may want to consider the 'we' part. I'm positive Cody is just waiting for me to crack the whip on him!!"

Davis shook his head. "Cody--is an ignorant little jerk whose been brainwashed to believe that anyone who makes one tiny mistake, is evil for life."

"Yeah" said Ken under his breath. "But my tiny little mistake just happens to involve nearly destroying an entire world, which I stupidly thought was a video game!!" At the last part of the sentence, Ken grabbed a nearby pillow and chucked it to the wall across from them.

Davis sighed. "Look Ken, everyone makes mistakes--" Ken looked as though he was going to interject, but Davis stopped him with a glare. "I know, yours was a terrible mistake. A large one. But its still fixible. The very fact that you now want to help us save the Digital World and are destroying your Control Spires, means that you want to make up for what you did."

Ken went silent, stroking Leafmon, who was now in his lap, woken up from the converstaion. "What are we going to do about this?" His question was bearly audible.

It took Davis a moment to realize Ken had spoken, his voice was so low. He blinked. "Do? About what?"

"Don't be daft. About us." Ken paused, his amethyst eyes deep in thought as his face hid behind his hair. "It's obvious we like each other. The intent was here tonight. What are we going to do? The others-"

"I don't care what everyone else will think about our...relationship...!" Davis gulped out the last world.

Ken slowly turned his head to look at Davis, who was standing diagnol from his spot on the bed. "Yes...But I do..."

Davis sighed, shifting on his feet. He knew ken was going to say more.

"It doesn't matter to you, because everyone likes you. But me, I've been their enemy. Your enemy. Its harder for them to accept me. You did, but that's just how are you. If we're going to have this relationship, which we seemed to silently agree on..." Davis couldn't help but give a small grin, neither could Ken. "We're going...to have to keep it between us..."

Davis furrowed his brow. "You mean, we're not going to tell them?"

"No."

"But-"

"Not until I'm ready. Until they are ready...To trust me. It'll take some more time...But eventually, I think we'll tell them, just...not yet." explained Ken, fingering the leaf on Leafmon's head. The little critter was sort of lost on the conversation, but he knew it was hard on Ken.

Davis fiddled with his jacket, completely put out. "Well, Ken, okay, if that's what you want..."

Ken nodded. "Now, enough seriousness..." Ken looked back up at Davis, a small playing on his lips. He patted the spot opn the bed next to him, and immediatly, Davis sat down. "Let's enjoy this sleepover. But before that..." Ken leaned into Davis' ear, making the other boy's heart flutter. "I don't like your pajamas. They smell weird." Ken picked at the collar of his pajama shirt.

Davis acted like he was hurt. "You hurt me Ken."

Ken shrugged. "So, wanna play a game?" He motioned to the game system on the floor. "We still have some time before bed. Or do you want to talk...?"

"Can't we do both?" grinned Davis. Ken nodded. The two of them sat down on the floor and Davis got the remote controls. Davis noticed, once more, that now that they have talked, Ken was reverting back into his depressive stance. Only this time, he didn't look nearly as depressed. But his posture reeked of it. Face hidden behind his hair, his amethyst eyes deep in thought, his knees tucked loosely close to his chest.

After hooking up the controlers and turning on the Zelda game that was in the system, Davis leaned back against his bed next to Ken. "Do you try to look depressing and suicidal, or is that just your natural look?" he couldn't help himself from asking.

Ken looked at him, his face full of pure confusion. Ken blinked. "What do you mean?"

"You mean you don't know!? Ken, you look like a walking corpse half the time, or that you're waiting for death, or you're about to cry a river!" exclaimed Davis.

Ken took a deep breath, totally shocked. " I do? Hmm...I guess its just natural, because, i never knew I was like that..."

Davis nooded. "Well, I'm gonna change that. I'm going to make you happy!"

Ken was silent as he looked deep into Ken's eyes, the from the game playing its menu song from Ocarina of Time. The game wanted them to "Press Start".

"You're going to make me happy?" whispering Ken carefully.

Davis nodded. "Yes, because I care about you."

Ken smiled. "Start the game" he mumbled. Davis did so. "This is a one player game..."

Davis inwardly winced. "I know, sorry, but Jun took all my two-player games." Ken made a noise that sounded like a quick laugh. It was gone as quickly as it came.

Davis hadn't even moved Link out of his treehouse before he looked back at Ken, who was looking at the televsion screen, again, his eyes not really seeing the screen.

"How about if I show you how to sit properly. Without looking depressed?" Davis said desperately, his voice cracking slightly in his nervous rush.

"Come again?" Ken gave him a look of pure insanity.

Davis laughed nervously as he put down the controller, the game completely out of his mind. "Yeah, that sounded nuts, but seriously."

Ken out down the controller that he wasn't even going to use and stared at the brunnette.

Davis positioned himself in front of Ken and placed both his hands on top of Ken's knees. The anethyst boy visibly flinched at the touch.

"Your knees look too tensed up" Davis started. Ken could tell the other boy was making this up as he went along. " You look scared. Like you don't want to be here."

"Well, who said I did want to be here?" Ken asked slyly. Davis gave him a quick sneer.

"Funny." Both boys were smiling though. "And...The way your hair is always..." Ken looked up into his eyes as Davis took a hand and placed some hair behind his left ear. "...in your face...It covers...your eyes..."

"It's harder for people to read my expression that way" Ken stated.

Davis didn't say anything at that. "And...your arms..."

"Davis" spoke Ken, his face hard and set into a frown. "Not tonight. I want to be close as much as you do...But I just need to take things slwoly...okay?"

Davis sighed forlornly, knowing he wasn't going to get his way.

"We'll wake up in the morning, and figure things out with Black-WarGreymon..." said Ken, standing and making his bed on the floor with the sleepingbag. Ken went to reach up for Leafmon, but stopped and smiled. "Aw, what are you up to? You must have eaten a lot tonight" Leafmon was now Minomon, and floating an inch or so higher than the bed next to Demi-Veemon.

"Yep!" cried Minomon.

"Let's go to bed" Ken grabbed Minomon gently and crawled into his sleeping bag while Davis got into his bed.

"Night Ken" said Davis.

"Night Davis."

End