hey...long time no see...

this is technically an author's note, but in the spirit of Odaiba Day, I thought I'd give a special teaser. more after the oneshot...

Untold

Another slow day closing, another obnoxious bell ringing. Sneakers squeaked on linoleum as middle school PE students wrapped up their locker room business and hurried on with what was left of the day. The sun was low in the sky even before the evening hours arrived, signaling the changing season.

The children dispersed on their daily, simple routines. Clubs had to be manned; mischief wouldn't strike on its own. The boys' locker room was quick in fading to relative silence as its occupants filtered out. No one was in a rush, since PE fell to the last period on this particular fall day. Those who would normally run out to scrimmage had already been given their fix of soccer for the afternoon, and settled with their boisterous conversations that, incidentally, revolved around soccer.

Davis and TK were among the last few to finish up, the former mindlessly stuffing his bag while jabbering about the several "sick goals" he had made that day during soccer practice. TK stood nearby, giving the occasional comment or chuckle to show Davis he was listening. He had his back turned to Davis as he finished getting his shirt on, which became painfully obvious to the gogglehead. Davis managed to finish his story without skipping a beat, but he fell silent with thought as TK finished packing his own bag. The sudden lack of conversation didn't go unnoticed. TK glanced aside at Davis.

"What's up?"

Davis sighed as he shut his locker, the noise reverberating off the walls and complemented by a few others closing throughout the room. There were still several other boys around. "I need to talk to you."

TK smiled. "Well, that's what you've been doing for the past ten minutes. No reason to stop now."

"No, really. There's something I've been needing to tell you."

"I'm listening," TK said good-naturedly, slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaning against his now closed locker.

Davis growled as he grabbed his stuff and strode off. TK trailed behind him.

"What do you want, Davis?"

"C'mon, TK."

The blond frowned at the serious tone his friend used, and followed him without further question. They ended up in the old computer room, which fortunately wasn't being used at the moment. TK closed the door behind him while Davis dropped his bag on a nearby seat and faced his friend. He ran his hands through his hair as he took one more deep breath. TK shifted uneasily when Davis remained silent for a moment.

But finally the gogglehead let out an exasperated grunt and decided to get it out without thinking over it too much. That was his best way of expressing his thoughts anyway. "Ok listen, TK. I'm just gonna say it. I know it's been a while, but there's never been a right time to tell you."

"Just get it out already," TK said lightly, trying to counter the foreign pensiveness that was emanating from Davis.

"I know what happened to you."

TK raised an eyebrow, realizing he may not have prepared himself for this topic. Was Davis really referring to what he thought he was referring to? "What?"

"Don't play stupid this time. I know you don't like talking about it, but that's no excuse to make it a secret and hide it from the rest of us. We're all friends, you know."

"I know that." TK said. He was hesitant, however, unsure of what Davis was really getting at. "But what are you talking about?"

"Shut up, TK! I felt it. I felt all of it, so there's no use for you lying to me!"

TK raised his hands and his voice in defence. "Hey, I'm not lying, Davis! Calm down."

Davis placed a hand over his chest, clutching a fistful of his own shirt. His voice grew hard. "I felt it. I thought I was going to die, it hurt so much. I felt everything that happened to you guys. Sora broke her leg. I felt the bone snap. Someone got hit in the shoulder. I felt like I was being strangled a couple times too. When Ken got beat up, I was really scared. We couldn't see anything; it was just me getting punched in the face over and over again. I didn't know if it was going to stop."

The dam had broken, and Davis was spilling it all out in front of TK, who had grown very still as he listened.

"That was you who got cut up in the chest, wasn't it."

TK lifted his arm up and grabbed his shoulder, slouching forward slightly. It wasn't easy being reminded, but Davis knew what he was talking about. No one had mentioned his or Matt's injury, though Sora and Ken's were too obvious to hide. TK sighed. "How? …how did you know?"

Davis had managed to settle down. "We're all in this together, TK. We had our own fights, and a lot of 'em. I got stuck in a place where I could just feel everything. I don't know how. But you know what? I'm sorry."

"Huh?"

The brunet scratched his head. "I can't really blame you for keeping it under your stupid hat. There's a lot we haven't told you guys either."

"Oh really?" TK said with a small challenge in his voice. He managed a small grin at his friend.

Davis beamed back. "I tell you what. Next time most of us get together, we start telling our parts of what happened. I know everyone had their own stuff they had to deal with. We've just never bothered talking about it."

As much as TK didn't like the idea of talking about his trek through the Dark World, he saw the fairness in what Davis was saying. He remembered Kari once mentioning something about not keeping things bottled up. "You know what? I'm actually down for that. I'll share if you share."

"It's a deal, CK!" Davis said, visibly brightening as if a huge weight had been lifted from him. "Thanks."

The two exited the computer room and made their way out of the school building.

"You're right, though." TK said. "We probably should have done this a long time ago. It's harder to talk about when you've had time to bury it inside."

"Well that's why we're gonna sit down and just do it. I mean it when I said everyone went through their own thing, and I know most of us haven't mentioned it at all."

"Yeah."

The two friends presently came to their parting ways.

"See ya 'round, TG" Davis hollered as he trotted off.

"TK," the other replied, which had become his customary farewell when it came to Davis. He repeated to himself with a smile, his voice quiet. "It's TK."

He spent some time in his own thoughts as he walked to his apartment with Patamon, mulling the idea over one more time. Perhaps it would be in the better interest of the whole if they shared their experiences with each other. After all, their group had been cloven in two during the whole ordeal, and it was quite possible no individual knew everything that had transpired. He certainly didn't know anything about the other kids' experience in the Digital World while he and his group were stuck in the World of Darkness. It was the first time he had heard of Davis' suffering, that was for sure. How much more had gone untold?

It was about time they found out.

So, to sum up. I'm rewriting Dark Waters, and I felt this was the best way to get the news out.

I reread this story over this past week, and realized that the pacing was way too fast, and too many of the DigiDestined left out of the picture. With the concept I was dealing with, I don't feel like I did the story justice. After all, in the series, it took the DigiDestined all they had just to shove Daemon a few feet backwards. Luckily that was all they needed, but how much more would they really need to actually destroy him? I don't think I solved that question. It was too easy.

That's only one reason I want to rewrite. There's many more.

I will do my best to make this story as epic as I possibly can, now that I'm not a nervous teenager that's writing just to avoid doing schoolwork.

Thanks for reading! I expect to get this story started within the next couple weeks. Until then, I'll also be attempting to update my other stories as well. And any suggestions from you readers would be helpful too :)

Happy Odaiba Day!

(and for those who haven't yet heard - Digimon Adventure 3 has been announced!)