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After a large bowl of chocolate pudding, Deeanna was feeling better. She left DemiVeemon sleeping off his pudding binge while she showered and dressed, then headed over to Kari's. Her heart felt lighter, now that she didn't feel depressed and hopeless, and there was a spring in her step. She was going to fight.

Kari let Deeanna into her appartment, and immediately noticed the change in her friend. Deeanna seemed more full of life than ever before. Not even Davis had ever seemed this happy-go-lucky.

"What happened to you?" she blurted out.

"Ken's trying to find a cure for me in the Digital World!" Deeanna was almost giddy as she took off her shoes.

"Oh, Deeanna! That's great news!" Kari cried.

"I would have told you yesterday, but it went right out of my head," Deeanna said, nudging Kari.

"I can well imagine!" Kari laughed, and led Deeanna into the living room. Gatomon, Sora and Mimi were sitting on the couch.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the Fashion Police," Deeanna said dryly.

"We couldn't let you get married in torn blue jeans and icky, filthy sneakers, could we?" Mimi asked, scandalized by the idea."That would be a fashion Faux Pas!"

"Oh the fashionable humanity," Deeanna said sarcastically. Kari and Sora giggled.

"At least you looked nice," Mimi added."For your wedding, and your wedding night!"

"Speaking of which," Sora began.

"How was it?" Mimi finished."Is Ken good 'in the sack'? Spill!"

Deeanna was speachless. Her face turned bright red and began to glow. All that would come out of her mouth was a strangled sound.

"Dude, that...that's sick!" she finally managed to say.

"We're kidding!" Kari laughed.

"That is SO not funny!" Deeanna wailed.

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While Deeanna was being teased, Ken was pouring over every available resourse in the Digital Library.

Shadow Myotismon has one main defense. If he can manage to infect another Digimon, either through an open wound, or by biting, he can transfer some of his data to his victim. The data lies dormant for an unknown length of time, before it begins to break down it's host body. Then viral data then destroys the good data, and takes over in Primary Village; a new Viral Digimon will be reborn.

Ken shuddered.

It is unknown if there is a cure.

Reading this caused Ken to swear.

However, it is rumoured that a rare plant, the Tahirah Flower, can purify a victims data, thus destroying Shadow Myotismons data.

"Tahirah Flower..." Ken murmered.

"What was that?" Wormmon asked.

"The Tahirah Flower," Ken repeated."It may be Deeanna's only hope for recovery. It should purge the virus from her system."

"Where do we find it?" Wormmon asked.

"I don't know..." Ken dropped his head into his hands wearily."But I'm determined to find out!"

Ken search for hours with no luck. He went through shelf after shelf of information. Finally, he found one small reference to the Tahirah Flower.

The Tahirah Flower is rare, and more precious than anything in the Digital World. It is said to be guarded by the Four Digimon Guardians: Azulongmon, Ebonwumon, Baihumon, and Zhuquiaomon.

"Awww...Sugar," Ken swore."This just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it..."

"It does?" Wormmon asked, confused.

"That was sarcasm, Wormmon."

"Oh..."

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Deeanna was having a good time with the girls. It wasn't every day she got to spend time with the female Digidestined. And this wasn't at all like spending time with Tai. That time had been spent watching movies with car explosions and violence, eating junk food 'til it came out of their ears, and talking about soccer this and soccer that 'til the Cowmon's came home.

This was different. A romantic comedy, triple chocolate chip brownies, and lots of gossip and talks about clothes and make-up and boys and...all the things these girls had always liked to talk about. Deeanna hadn't been sure that she would ever like it, but she didn't mind it; not even engaging Mimi in an arguement about make-up application, and lipstick vs. lip gloss.

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When Ken got back to the real world, he noticed that Deeanna wasn't back. Ergo, it must be that Mimi was talking about make-up and clothes. Ken sighed. She had dragged him into one such conversation once. Now he avoided being alone with her like the plague.

Ken tried sitting and watching t.v, but because his mind was in a state of turmoil, he couldn't concentrate. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves, and set about making dinner. It took his mind off the Tahirah Flower for a short while. While the dinner was almost finished, he fed the Digimon, straightened up the living room, and set the table. Then Deeanna was home, greeting Ken with a kiss on the cheek.

Ken immediately noticed that his wife's skin had an almost healthy glow, and she had more sparkle in her eyes.

"They didn't wear you out?"

"Oh, no," Deeanna shook her head."of course not. And it was actually kinda fun."

"Well, tell me all about it. Dinner's ready, and we can talk while we eat."

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It was late at night. Deeanna and the Digimon were curled up in bed, deep asleep. Ken, however, was not. Instead, he was at his computer. Izzy was online, and they were conversing.

Ken told him about the Tahirah Flower. Izzy was intrigued. He wanted to know more, but Ken couldn't tell him anything else. They both decided to meet the next day to discuss it further.

Ken shut down his computer and stood. He stretched a bit, then wandered down the hall. Glancing in the bedroom, Ken smiled tenderly at Deeanna. Her arm was reaching out onto Ken's side of the bed, unconciously searching for him. A slight frown creased her face, and she began to stir a bit.

"I'll be there soon," Ken whispered softly. After brushing his teeth, he pulled off his clothes, threw on a t-shirt, and crawled into bed. Deeanna snuggled closer to him as he lay down.

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Deeanna was sleeping in late. She had been sleeping so peacefully that Ken hadn't wanted to wake her. DemiVeemon and Wormmon were noisily and messily devouring a large bowl of cereal between themselves in the kitchen. Izzy andKen were in the living room.

"So, the Digimon Guardians are supposed to be guarding this flower?" Izzy mused.

"How do we get our hands on it?" Ken wondered out loud.

"Well, we can either lead a daring comando raid to capture us a Tahirah Flower, or we can find the Digimon Guardians, and ask for one," Izzy replied.

"Just ask for one?" Ken asked."I don't think just asking for one is going to work."

"Well, I'm sure they'd be willing to listen. After all, when Deeanna was still Davis, she helped to save the entire Digital World. And it wouldn't hurt to plead for her life, would it?"

"I guess not," Ken said glumly.

"Tentomon and I will go, too," Izzy said."And I'm sure I could get Tai to come with us. He's always up for an adventure, no matter how serious."

Ken's eyes lit up.

"You're the best, Izzy."

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After a quick phonecall, Tai had agreed to acompany Ken and Izzy. They were still discussing it when Deeanna finally woke up, stumbling from the bedroom in search of food, or at least a cup of coffee.

"Hey, sleepyhead!" Tai cried, grabbing her and ruffling her hair."Your Knights in Shining Armour are here!"

"Hey, wuzzgoinon-" Deeanna protested, sounding very groggy."No speaka da language before first cup, buddy."

"We might have a cure for you, Deeanna," Ken said joyfully.

"A cure?" Deeanna's eyes lost their cloudy look as she began to fully wake up and take interest.

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Ken and Izzy had explained their plan to Tai and Deeanna. The only thing Deeanna found wrong with it was that she wasn't included.

"Can't I go with you?" Deeanna pleaded, yet again."Please?"

"Uh uh," Ken shook his head."No way. That could put you in danger. You could get hurt, or sick, or-"

"Die?" Deeanna asked, innocently. Ken spluttered for a moment.

"Or that," he added with a nod."Which is exactly what we're trying to avaoid.

"But I might anyway, so what's the big fat deal?" Deeanna demanded, planting her hands on her hips.

Ken slowly dragged his hand down his face, and counted to ten. Deeanna was Davis, through and through. He couldn't deny it. Stubborn as a Monocromon.

"Dee," he said slowly, using her old pet name. Deeanna slowly lowered her hands until they were at her sides."please. Listen to me, and stay here. It's for the best."

"Oh, okay...!" Deeanna muttered. She stomped over to the couch and flopped down. She crossed her arms moodily and glared at the coffee table. Ken, Izzy, and Tai could practically see the steam shooting out of his ears.

"She'll thank me for this," Ken said to himself. He walked over to his computer, and held out his Digivice."Digiport open!"

When they had gone, Deeanna got up and stomped around the appartment, straightening up. She might have been angry, and she might have hated to clean anything, but it helped to soothe her nerves.

"Stupid Ken!" she snarled, 'plumping' pillows from the couch. Who are we kidding, punching the pillows is more acurate."Thinks he knows what's best for me! Leave me alone, will he? Dude, uncool! Uncool!"

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After a few hours, Deeanna had cooled down, and had gone out for a walk. Stopping for some tea at a cafe, she met Sora and Matt.

"Hi, Deeanna, come and join us," Sora invited. Deeanna gladly sat down, a small frown puckering her lips. Matt noticed.

"Alright," he said."What's with the face?"

Sora looked at Deeanna. She looked very unhappy. This wasn't a good sign.

"What's wrong?" Sora asked, putting her arm around the younger girl's shoulders."Marrital troubles already?"

"You could say that," Deeanna said, with puppy dog eyes.

"What happened?"

"Oh, it's Ken!" Deeanna said, exasperated."He's taking this 'Gotta Protect Deeanna!' thing way too seriously! He goes off to the Digital World, and leaves me here, all by myself! He wouldn't even let me go with him. He thinks I'll...'Get hurt, or sick, or die!' " Deeanna mimicked Ken quite accurately."For the love of-!" she glared at her wedding rings."These are like chains to me now! I wish I never had them!"

Sora and Matt looked at each other. This was a giant 'Uh Oh!' indeed.

"You don't mean that, do you?" Sora asked, anxiously. Deeanna held the glare for a moment longer, then sighed.

"No...but I do feel trapped," she admitted, clenching her fists.

"Ken is just trying to protect you the only way he knows how," Matt said."He loves you with all his heart. You should have seen and heard him all these six years without you. 'Deeanna' this, and Deeanna' that."

"He missed you dearly. You were his best friend, Davis," Sora continued. Deeanna gasped at hearing her old name, her archilies heal, if you would."and then his girlfriend. And you know what they say-"

"Absense makes the Heart grow fonder!" Matt finished."He's only doing what's best for you."

"I guess..." Deeanna shrugged dejectedly."I don't have to like it, though..."

"No, I wouldn't suppose you would!" Matt laughed. Sora giggled softly. Finally, even Deeanna had to laugh.