Disclaimer- I don't own anything 'cept for
Sawamon.
A/n- hullllo! I feel in the mood for a tragedy! Or a maybe a tearjerker! Anyway,
this ficcy is about Digimon (season 02). TK died in a freak accident. Davis
takes full blame on himself for causing TK's death, and goes to TK's grave to
pray.
[
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Davis buried his head in his hands, and sobbed. [Why the heck did I treat TR that way? Why couldn't I have nicer to him? I could've saved him from his fate! I could've prevented it! So why didn't I prevent it? Because I'm a big, stupid idiot, that's why.]
~*Flashback*~
The Digi-Destineds are together for a picnic
in the Digital World, and right now they're playing with the piñata. TK, blindfolded, is now being spun by Matt.
"One, two, three! There, now try and hit the piñata!" Matt stopped spinning TK and
stood back.
"Alright, I'll getcha!" TK joked as he swung
the bat around wildly.
Kari giggled as he started walking farther and
farther away from the piñata, "Silly, the piñata's that way!"
"Oh okay…" TK spun on his heels and started
towards where he thought the piñata was.
"No TL, it's that way!" Davis shouted,
deliberately misguiding TK.
"Huh? Okay
then." TK headed towards the wrong direction again—right to a sleeping
Sawamon! (A/n- Sawamon is a deadly
Digimon that I made up.)
The rest of the group gasped, but TK was too
far away to hear their cries of alarm.
"Is it here?" TK nudged the Sawamon with his
shoe, and wildly swung his bat at it!
"Hey what the?" Sawamon had a deep, rumbly
voice. He was very, very pissed
off at having a boy hit him with a heavy, wooden bat.
"Err, are you the piñata?" TK asked nervously.
"No I am not!" Sawamon had a very bad temper,
often miscalculated his own strength, and his tail had a few hundred spikes on
them; a bad combination if you were TK.
"Oh…sorry, but I cant see with this blindfold
so I couldn't see you and I thought you were the pi—" TK started backing away in
what he thought was the direction Kari and the others were.
"Enough!" Sawamon roared, and swung his
heavily spiked tail at TK.
TK caught the force full-on and was sent
flying a good eighteen feet before falling to a stop unconscious and barely
alive.
"TK!" Kari and Matt screamed.
The rest were too startled to speak,
especially Davis.
~*End flashback*~
"Stupid, stupid!" Davis yelled, scolding
himself angrily. [Why'd you tell him
the wrong direction?! Baka! Nincompoop! Stupid!]
~*Flashback*~
In the Tokyo Hospital (same hospital as the
one where Tai and Matt were in "Digimon: Courage"), the Digi-Destineds paced
about nervously. Matt and Tai had
hauled TK out of the Digital World and called for help. Genni had appeared on Izzy's laptop, and he
explained that Sawamon had a record of hurting and killing many Digimon.
"KILLING?!" Matt had stared at Genni
incredulously when that word was uttered.
Genni nodded solemnly, "Sawamon is easily
angered, so if you want to keep your life, don't bother it."
"But it was an accident! A damn accident! Even someone as thick as Sawamon had to see that!" Kari sobbed.
"Sawamon shows no pity for those who anger
him." Genni made a choking sound like he was about to cry, and disappeared.
"Are you friends of Mr. Takeru Takashi?" the
doctor, with the plastic name tag saying, Dr. Gerata, asked.
"Yes." The group answered.
"Well, I, um, afraid I have some bad news for
you." Dr. Gerata cleared her throat.
"Bad news?"
"Yes, your friend, Takeru Takashi, has, uh,
passed away at exactly four o'clock PM." Dr. Gerata said.
"WHAT?!"
"I am certain you heard me, now, if you may,
please return to your homes immediately. Your parents will be contacted ASAP." Dr. Gerata adjusted her glasses
and walked away, the clip-clop of her high heels slapping on the tiled floor
will be a sound that the Digi-Destineds will remember forever.
~* End flashback*~
Davis took on a serious expression. 
ßlike
that.
"It's time to pay for what you bought,
Motomiya." He muttered to himself as he stood up from his bed.
Davis started for the local cemetery and found
TK's grave. It was engraved with this
words:
Here lies Takeru Takashi
Rest in Peace
We will Always Love you
Hope
1989~2001
Davis fumbled in his jeans pocket and came up with
a tattered daisy, petals drifting off and the stem flat.
"Sorry but it's the best I could find," he
mumbled as he laid the daisy on TK's grave.
"Da-Davis?" a voice surprised Davis. It was Kari.
Davis turned away, he still felt guilty.
"Davis…" Kari knelt down besides Davis in
front of TK's grave and gave a friendly hug to him, "I know how upset you
are. But please, try to understand,
we're all upset."
Davis wiped a tear that was trailing down his
cheek away, "You don't understand, I murdered him."
"No you didn't." Kari grabbed Davis's jacket
and twisted him around so that he was facing her, "Listen, you didn't cause
TK's—passing away. Sawamon did."
Davis gazed into Kari's clear, crimson eyes,
and held her gaze.
Kari looked back at Davis's dark, black eyes
and whispered, "It's not your fault."
Davis broke the gaze, and looked at his
wrinkled daisy now lying amidst Kari's bouquet of lilies.
"Stop blaming yourself! It. Isn't. Your. Fault." Kari pronounced each word slowly and
carefully.
Davis looked back at Kari. She leaned towards him, and softly kissed
him.
It was what he had wanted, wasn't it? For Kari to kiss him. But Davis gently pushed Kari away, "I-I
cant." he said.
Kari said, "I understand," and stood up. Then she walked out of the necropolis.
Davis stared after Kari's slowly disappearing
form, and hugged his knees to his chest. [Hey, TS, man. You handling
yourself alright there in heaven? Being
chased by adoring crowds still huh? Listen, I'm sorry. I never meant
for Sawamon to kill you. It was
supposed to a be a joke. Kari kissed
me. You saw her, right? I liked the kiss, actually, but I'm leaving
her to you. I don't deserve her. You do. I don't deserve anything except a similar fate to yours. Bye, I'll come by again tomorrow.] Davis stood up to leave, but was stopped by
a sudden feeling that TK was right there with him.
"Okay, this is so freaky." Davis murmured as
the slightly transparent form of TK slowly took place before Davis.
"Hey," ghost-TK smiled, "how's it going?"
Davis just gaped at TK, "You're a—a go-ghost?"
"Right, anyway, God granted me one visit to
the mortal realm." TK continued.
"So why don't you go visit Kari?" Davis
suggested.
"Cant. I have only five minutes and I'm gonna use those five minutes on you."
TK shrugged.
Davis was half-flattered that TK wanted to
spend his only ten minutes on earth with him and half-scared to death from
meeting an actual ghost.
"Anyhow, I juss wanna tell you, go on and date
Kari."
"What?" Davis wasn't sure he heard correctly.
"I said, 'go on and date Kari.' She's perfect
for you. I'm dead, she's alive, and
you're alive. What's the obvious
match?" TK yawned, "man, dying really makes you sleepy."
Davis allowed himself a teeny smile, "you're
joking."
"No I'm not. Kari likes you now. Go
ahead and date her." TK checked his translucent watch, "ah, one more minute
then I'll hafta leave."
"Oh…well…I'm sorry." Davis blurted out.
TK grinned, " I knew it. But you shouldn't be sorry. It was Sawamon, not you. Anyway, oh darn, well, gotta go, so long,
Davis." Then TK's ghost started fading.
"Bye TF." Davis said softly.
"It's TK." TK called out before disappearing.
Davis smiled sadly at the spot that TK's ghost
had just vacated.
"Kari, Davis's here." Tai called.
Kari bolted up straight, [Davis?]
"Kari." Davis's old goofy grin was back.
Kari smiled, relieved, and held Davis in a
tight embrace.
"Hey, when you kissed me in the graveyard last
time ("Say what?!" Tai leapt up from his chair), wouldja do it again?" Davis smiled,
"TS said it was okay for me to date you."
"Davis, TK's—" Kari hesitated, "dead."
"Yeah I know, his ghost told me." Davis
wrapped his arm around Kari's shoulders.
Kari thought this over abit, and finally
replied, "Well, if you say so."
"I knew I could count on you." Davis smiled.
Kari lowered her face to Davis's and their
lips met briefly, then pulled apart quickly. Tai was staring at them.
"Oops." Kari blushed.
Davis flushed a bright pink and muttered,
"Well, see ya tomorrow at school."
"Yeah, bye." Kari tried to bury her red face
in the book she was reading.
Davis breathed in the piney autumn scent of
fall as he walked to his house. Leaves
crackled underneath his foot as he walked.
It has been a year since he last saw TK's
ghost, but Davis remembers it like it was juss yesterday.
Kari caught up with him, and together they
shared a sweet and passionate kiss before walking off to school.
A/n- well, that's that! Oh and a million thanks to Hitomi Sora
Kinomoto, she created the inspiration for this story. (Grumbles, "no thanks to Glade, who nearly killed me when I said
his real name.") Oh and to Glade: I don't care if you say my real name! Nyah nyah! I'll even say my real name right here! MY REAL NAME IS EMILY!!! So
there, Glade.
Kari- Emily! Why did you pair me up with that Davis???
Anime*Angel (aka. Emily)- err…
Davis- aw c'mon Kari, it isn't that bad being
paired with me is it?
Kari- Yeah it is!
[[Davis goes off to sulk]]
Anime*Angel (sweatdrops)- um, okay! Well, see you people later! Homework awaits!
TK- Wait! How come I have to die??? Why cant Davis die?
Davis (now returned from sulking)- shut up TG!
[[TK and Davis start quarreling, and Kari
slinks off]]
A*A- uh, okay. Well, bye!