By Amai
Disclaimer- Digimon and all it's characters are not copyright me, but copyright Toei Animation/Bandai (there probably are others, but I can't remember offhand). I wish they were, but sadly, not all wishes come true. The only thing that's copyright me is this fanfic, so no stealing, kiddies.
Author's Notes- Wow..this one ended off a lot differently than I expected. -_-; I'm not sure if I'm that happy...but tell me how you liked this one! I'll get the other alternate ending up later..but for now, read this part! I'm not telling you what coupling this is, but I'm sure you can figure it out..XD Oh, and if you want to see a piece I just finished of Daisuke, wearing his "Secret Santa" gift, go here- http://www.side7.com/art/yasmsaak/daisukegoglboy.JPG. I'd like comments on that too, if you would. :) But, I'm done blabbering..sorry this first ending is so sloppy, really!
"Daisuke, I've finally found you.", the voice echoed through the air. Daisuke cringed, despite his motivation to end it all. He turned around.
"Ken..."
"I see Osamu tried to take you away from me. Well, I've blocked him from you so you don't have to worry...", he said softly. Daisuke couldn't help but to feel nervous at that..Ken so quiet. But he continued on,
"Yes, we did talk. And he made me understand what I truly need to do..", he looked straight into the pools of violet that were Ken's eyes. They were mesmerizing...capturing his soul and manipulating it's vulnerably fragile state with its love. He hated this feeling, but he had to go on...just like Osamu said. He opened his mouth to talk, only to be hushed with a ground breaking kiss from Ken.
"You don't need to understand anything.", he simply said.
"W-what are you talking about..?", Daisuke stammered. Ken was certainly taking this into his own hands. And that was a fact that made Daisuke more nervous...that kiss wasn't a normal one, in fact..it was more possessive than the last kiss he had be given by the emperor. It was even more intoxicating that before..
"In doing that, my Daisuke..", he purred out, "I have taken my claim. You don't know, but this is more effective than the hold I had on you before. I know how the mind works, Daisuke...that one, single taste makes you want the hold thing, now..isn't that right..?", he smiled cruelly.
"Y-yes...", Daisuke said, much to his surprise...his mind wasn't complying to Ken's question, yet..at the same time, he had answered it. He felt something, inside his body that coursed through his veins, controlling his petals...his thoughts... The flower tried to stop the poison, but it kept on going..
"What are you..doing..?!", Daisuke gasped out, falling to the ground and holding his head.
"Simply what I had meant to do a long time ago. I had just realized this before...how to conquer you. It's a special mind technique I figured out from the depths of the digiworld...but you don't need to know about it, yet, my Daisuke."
And indeed, Ken was right. He had just noticed this when his mind had cleared from the realization that he really did love Daisuke. It was amazing what lessons could leave the mind when they were preoccupied...not only was this old technique, efficient to conquer a strong soul..it was permanent. Oh yes, Ken really did love Daisuke...but he didn't have the time or patience to wait until the leader professed his love to him. So he had to take it into his own hands...he was forcing his flower to enter his garden. And he would force him to feed off of his water, and want more...need more...and love more.
He grabbed the fallen boy by the collar and said, "Come, rose...it's time to enter the garden.", To his dismay, the rose still wilted despite his prodding.
"N-no..! It wasn't supposed to be this way...!"
"Daisuke. You fickle bastard. Do you not think that I wasn't listening into your's and Osamu's conversation?! Do you really think I'm an idiot?! I can feel your thoughts, your love...and it's all centering mostly towards me. Osamu made you promise to him that you would decide...and you're rejecting? You're very rude...and I won't have a weed like that in my care."
"No, no..Ken..I..it's just..", Daisuke tried to figure out his words, but too late..for Ken delivered a hard fist to his head, knocking him out.
"My flower...it was for your own good.", he said quietly, dropping him down. And to him, it was. For right behind him, someone who could change his whole plan was running towards the two of them.
Takeru. The name made Ken want to vomit in pure disgust.
"Very well, you want a fight...you'll get one.", he hissed, as he quickly escaped before Takeru could catch up with them.
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Daisuke....Daisuke...you weren't sure of yourself."
The fiery boy found himself floating in a mass of nothingness. Exactly how he was feeling. He turned around to see Osamu again. He looked disappointed....but Daisuke had no idea why.
"But I did choose! I did....!", he balled up his fists in fury. What was wanted of him? He did something and now it seemed like it was all wrong...again.
Osamu shook his head, still looking at Daisuke with that expression. "Ken decided that for you...even if you did pick him, you will have to understand that you are the pawn and his is the king, from now on. You sold your soul to him, and he will never let go."
"But..what do you mean...?!", he screamed out in confusion, anger, and most of all...fear.
"In the garden of life, you had two gardeners. Ken, and Takeru. You also had two choices, suffer manipulation or learn to be your own self....I was trying to explain that to you, while telling you to choose your gardeners, but I didn't have enough time. Daisuke, you had the strength to love Ken, but still own yourself...you really did. You had the strength to overcome his poison-water...reject it, rather than feed off it. But your fear made a wall for that strength, and it was never delivered to you"
"Now...what does that mean?", Daisuke asked. With every second that passed, he began to realize that he would never belong to himself...ever again.
"When Ken gave you that kiss, he used a method that would trap your heart, -and- your mind into his hand. Basically, what I'm saying is that you're his dog, his slave...and at the same time his lover."
Daisuke realized his dire mistake now...but accepted it as well, for he couldn't change it. He was lying in a mess of his own shed petals, from the past when he was a wild flower...and with every petal that fell, a new one grew, one that could only take the feeding and thoughts from one source...one source of little hope: Ken.
He was not sure whether to laugh, or to cry. He was property now...but, how could he object if he loved his owner? In due time that would be answered.
Right now...right now..he could feel his free will being diminished...but he needed to hold on..
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Daisuke woke up to the soft caressing of his face. His face remained blank, for he almost didn't know what to think...the method that Ken had used on him was partly taking it's effect. It was to purge out what he knew or thought he could think...and leave him with the empty feeling that he was about to be taught. But it hadn't totally worked...Daisuke still resisted. He needed to hold on to something..his roots. For to live, a flower must need its roots, isn't that right?
"Do you like that feeling, my rose...? Do you know where you are?", Ken whispered to his toy.
"In my master's garden.", was his simplistic reply. Ken frowned. As he looked into Daisuke's eyes...he could still see memories, memories of before..the idiot was just trying to keep it away from him. Well...that could be taken care of.
"You yearn for Takeru.", his voice was cold. This panicked Daisuke..for he knew that he was hiding his mind from Ken..but it was only in his protection. It wasn't that he loved Takeru as much as he to Ken..but he would always think of the boy, it couldn't be helped. But then..now that didn't matter at all, seeing that he knew that punishment was going to come.
"You're a fool. Do you know that Takeru was going to look for you before...?"
"N-no...I didn't..", Daisuke said, his words full of remorse.
"Don't worry, when he finds your blood stained goggles, he won't be looking for you anymore. It's a trap, you see...and when he finds the attire of his "dead beloved", it will hit him harder than I could ever do to you...you'll see...you're the one who caused this pain to him by even thinking of him."
Daisuke looked down....was it really his fault? Takeru...he wouldn't understand why he was with Ken now...it would kill him.
With that, his mind began to finish the process..
Ken has me now. My love, and my soul. Goodbye Takeru...I know I could never had returned your affection in the first place. I'm sorry.
And with that, his final original petal fell in to the darkness...and was replaced, with petals that Ken now wore. Petals of loyalty, love and..and new start.
Somewhere, a soul had found a pair of broken goggles, caked with the blood of only one person they could think of. And he screamed, he screamed at the lie that he now believed...and thus ended a love.
You try to look, but you can't to see,
You're blinded with my fantasy,
You try in vain to shun your eyes,
You're here to worship the one you despise.
Your eyes are closed from the thought.
Of love which makes your soul distraught,
Refusing to believe it might be true,
That he is right, and wrong are you.
You yearned for love,
And when you retrieved it,
It burned you soul,
Making you know you were not fit.
Love exists in one's mind,
Don't deny it's existence,
It will come at you fast,
With a raging persistence.
Can choices be made,
If two people are true,
Pick the one you love,
Will the other hate you?
Ken smiled to himself. Gardening was such deliciously easy work.
The game had ended,
The rose now won,
Though the chaos wasn't stopped,
Rather, more did come.