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Chapter 6

I'm going to take care of you…

Davis's promise rang in my ears all night. It was a simple promise, but it made me look at my partner in a different light. Even if he's still technically a teenager, I saw him as a real adult. As we rode home from the hospital in silence, I couldn't help but to wonder what life was going to be like now that Sandra's gone. Maybe it'll be easier. No more whose baby belongs to whom, or when are you going to pick up the baby, or any painful compromises. But I wonder what's going to happen when we're working at the noodle cart? Will we bring Daisuke with us or keep him with someone?

But I guess now was not the time to be thinking about the future when everyone's mind is still on the present. Daisuke has been calling out for his momma for about five minutes in, but he eventually cried himself to sleep. Meanwhile, Davis was quietly sobbing on the way home. "Davis," I spoke up in almost a whisper. I wanted to say something to calm him down but I didn't know what to say. That is until I said "Remember when Sandra told you that she was pregnant and you ran to Tai?"

"Yeah." He answered, choking on tears.

"Remember how scared you were? How you didn't know what to do? How you didn't know how to live life?"

"DemiVeemon, this is nothing like that. When Sandra told me she was pregnant, she was there."

"True, but do you remember what Tai said?"

"He just said that I have friends and family that will help me."

"And that didn't change." I turned around in the passengers' seat to see little Daisuke. "He's only a year old and he really needs his daddy."

"What's your point, DemiVeemon?"

It was a good question. I didn't have an exact plan. I was actually making things up as I went. "Why don't we bring him with us when we go on our next noodle run?" I asked. "If it's a good day for us, we might even attract some customers!"

"My fiancée just died and you're worried about new customers?"

I drew in a quick breath. What kind of DigiDestined Digimon am I when I can't even make my partner happy? I only made things worst and I have to make it right again. "Hear me out, okay?" Davis looked at me for a second and back to the road. Then he nodded for me to continue. "All I'm trying to say is that maybe this noodle cart will help us." He didn't say anything so I kept explaining. "We could become famous by creating a new recipe and naming it after her! We'll be so famous that they'll do a documentary of us on one of those food networks!"

"That does sound nice." At that moment, his tears stopped falling and he was actually smiling. "We can make her famous, DemiVeemon!"

"Yes, we can, Davis!"

"Do you hear that, little musuko? Your mommy's going to be famous!"

Davis might have looked like he was all cheered up, but when the grief hit him like a brick wall as soon as he opened the front door. I saw it in his darkened, fallen face that he was in pain. But as strange as it may seem, he didn't talk to me about it. Instead, he put Daisuke into his crib and trudged to Jun's bedroom door, knocking lightly as soon as he got there.

"What is it, Davis?" Jun asked. "It's like two in the morning and I have my college classes in six hours and I…" She was struck with a sudden form of affection, causing her to lose her words: a hug. Nowadays, Davis was just as tall as Jun which made it easier for him to rest his chin on her shoulder. The silence was long and uncomfortable. I could drive a truck between the long pause. "What happened?" She finally asked.

Davis didn't say anything, so I decided to fill her in. "Sandra was involved in a car accident. She was sent to the hospital." I took a deep breath before adding "Sandra passed on."

Jun's eyes widened. "Davis…"

Davis let go with a few teardrops sliding down his face. "Jun, I really just want to…"

He didn't finish his sentence so she filled in the blanks. "I understand." She held his hand and guided her inside his room.

While I checked on Daisuke, I knew exactly what was going on in Jun's room. It was the same every time either one of them had a problem. They'd both sit quietly in their rooms (whoever isn't in distress) while they lay on top of each other (the distressed was always on top). All of this goes on in the deepest of silences. Rarely, there might be a burst of random words of fury or something. When I snuck a peak, I saw Davis using Jun's stomach as a pillow. Both of them were staring at the ceiling as if they could see the stars. It was a sibling thing. They were better off alone.

…The Next Day…

I woke up in Davis's bedroom all alone. It was no big deal, but it was peculiar. When I went to look for him, I saw that him and Jun were still on the floor, sleeping. "Jun…" I whispered. "Jun, it's time to get up." She opened her eyes a little but closed them again. "Jun, it's seven-thirty. You're going to be late for college."

Her eyes sprang open. Then she jumped up, causing Davis's head to hit the floor. "Just great! I overslept! Thanks, DemiVeemon!"

Davis, at the meantime, was rubbing the back of his head as he exited the room. "Morning, DemiVeemon." He greeted.

"How'd you sleep?" I asked him.

He sighed. "Jun isn't the best pillow."

"Well, what do you want to do today?"

He shrugged. "I just feel…like chopping tomatoes. Can you watch Daisuke today?"

"Chopping tomatoes?" I asked to make sure I heard him correctly. He nodded, indicated that I did. "Well, everyone grieves in their own way."

"It's not only grief, DemiVeemon, but I need something to help me think. If I want Sandra's name to spread all over the world, I have to make the best noodle flavoring thing the world has ever known!"

"So let me get this straight. Chopping tomatoes helps you think?"

"Well, yeah! And I might chop some vegetables too. We're running out."

"Right." I nodded. "But how am I going to watch Daisuke? I'm just a small Digimon and I don't know if I can Digivolve here."

"You'll figure it out."

And I did that afternoon when we decided to go for a noodle run. At the time, we were just about to take off, but we were stopped by Jun. "Davis, are you sure it's okay to bring Daisuke with you? He could burn himself or something." She said.

"DemiVeemon will keep a good eye on him." Davis reassured. "Things are going to be okay!"

But they really weren't if you think about it. I was standing there, listening to their conversation when I noticed that neither of them was holding the baby. I turned around to try to spot him only to see little Daisuke crawling away from the scene. Then I noticed where he was crawling.

The street!

"Davis!" I called. "Davis!"

"DemiVeemon, what is it?" He looked down at me as I pointed to the baby crawling into the street. "Oh no!" He yelled.

That's when he pointed to a pickup truck that seemed to not have seen the baby on the road. Davis bolted after him, but it was I who saved the day! "DemiVeemon Digivolve to…!" I shouted as I Digivolved. "…Veemon!" And here I am! "Vee-Headbutt!" As fast as I could, I hit the car with my powerful attack, making him swerve and hit the opposite curb.

Davis ran into the middle of the road and picked up the baby. "Are you okay, my little musuko?" The baby giggled in response, making Davis smile back at him. Then he looked down at me. "You Digivolved."

"Yes, I did! I think being Veemon will help out a lot more. Don't you think?" I asked him as I admired my bigger form in the Real World. "Now, I can help you push the cart!"

"That's great!" Davis said. "But to be on the safe side, we should leave Daisuke home during our Noodle Runs."

As he said this, I noticed that Daisuke was looking at me. Not only was he staring, but he was reaching for me. "I agree." I told Davis, still looking at Daisuke.

"Come on, musuko. Aunt Jun's going to take care of you today." Davis and Jun were about to head back inside until Daisuke started to fuss. "What is it?"

"I think he wants Veemon." Jun said. "He's been staring at him since he got off the street."

"Do you think you can hold him, Veemon?" Davis asked.

"I can try." I said, holding out my arms. I've been waiting for this day for a long time! But, unfortunately, I waited too long. Daisuke was almost as big as I was, but I was still able to carry him. "I did it!"

"Daddy…" Everyone went wide-eyed and looked down at the baby.

"Did he just call me…?"

"Daddy…!"

"There's a problem." Davis said as he bent down to pick up his son. "No, musuko. I'm your daddy."

Daisuke looked up at him for a second and back at me. Then he pointed and said "Daddy!"

"I'm not your daddy!" I exclaimed.

"This is probably because you don't spend time with him." Jun said. "Are you sure you shouldn't take him with you?"

"No, he's just going to get in the way." Davis gave her the baby. "I don't want him to get hurt like he almost did."

"Fine. Do what you want." She completely left the situation by going inside the house with the baby.

In the meantime, Davis was stretching his arms in an athletic manner. "Okay, let's do it!" He said as he headed towards the man-handle. "Today, let's hit downtown first."

"Davis, shouldn't we have a steady route by now?"

"I thought about that last night! We'll go downtown now since it's noon. That's when everyone gets off of work for lunch. That's when we show up! Then we'll go to the neighborhoods around three which is when all of the kids get off of school. They'll want to eat and we'll be there!"

I couldn't argue with that logic! I guess he did have this under control. "Okay! Let's do that!"

And we were off!

…Later…

Once we were finished with the noodle run, Davis dashed back into his "office" and got to work on that new recipe. Things like this always came with the assumption that I would watch Daisuke. Being Veemon made that much easier when it came to playing with is ball! "Okay, Daisuke, get the ball!" I tossed the ball down the hallway.

Daisuke smiled and giggled before running after it. Watching him made me think of Davis. It was probably because he looked just like him. Or maybe it was in the way he kicked the ball back to me. It was as if Davis had soccer in his blood and passed it on. It was a natural looking kick that sent the ball spinning back to me. I sent the ball back to him a little faster. Daisuke kicked it again, making the ball fly into the air and hit me right between the eyes. I toppled over and stared at the ceiling.

"Daddy?" The baby crawled over to me.

"That's quite a kick you have there." I said, causing him to laugh uncontrollably. I sat up and stared at him. He looked just like a mini-Davis! "Davis is your daddy. Not me." I said.

Daisuke looked around as if he were trying to tell me "Davis isn't here so that makes you my daddy."

I couldn't blame him. It was somewhat true. I mean, I'm with him every chance I get. I play with him, I fed him once, and I calm him down whenever he gets cranky. I guess that does make me his daddy while Davis was his father. From that point, I thought that here was no point to correcting him anymore. He'll understand eventually.

Eventually…

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