//...blah...// - thoughts
"Everyone on Earth is automatic." Ken stated simply, as if he was only casually referring to the weather, watching the other boy through the corner of his eye. "Don't you see it in their eyes? The morons are living like everything is a play and they are the lead actors. That's what makes us different Daisuke, we're not acting! We've stepped out of the roles we're suppose to play."
"Is the rest of the Digidestined like this?" Daisuke asked, watching three little girls try to touch the sky on swings. //Why am I apart from the world?//
"Yes, they're just doing what destiny told them to do. They're just sheep." Ken grinned, leaning over to breathe in Daisuke's ear. "But you are different. You were destined to become their devoted leader, one they would listen too, and look where you're sitting now. During one of their meetings no less." The last spill of words were hushed into the others ear.
Daisuke bit down on his lip and chewed nervously. //I did skip out on the "meeting" and they didn't notice me leave. Maybe being a Digidestined isn't my future after all. Then what am I suppose to do?// Daisuke looked over at Ken in his confusion. //Is he proposing that he can give me my meaning?//
"Starting to feel confused, ne? If your straying from your path, where will you end up? I have that all planned out, so don't worry." Ken grinned, sitting back again.
"Where will I end up? Do you actually know?" Daisuke asked, tilting his head curiously towards the Kaizer, almost like a dog when he doesn't understand.
"You'll end up on my side and it won't be by force." Ken grinned, watching the others reaction intensely.
//Maybe I *am* on the wrong side after all. It looks like Ken is going to win this battle no matter what we, the Digidestined, do. He's going to rule the world, he's smart enough to do it. But what about me? I'm the leader nobody listens to. I *must* be on the wrong side!// Daisuke weighted the facts in his head.
"Am I on the wrong side?"
"Most certainly. Not only is it the losing side, its not the one you fit on." Ken looked skyward, watching a few snowy creatures make lazy flaps amongst the clouds. "Its your choice though. Slaves are useless with free will combined with the urge to break free and allies are far to powerful, and untrustworthy, with it. I want you to join with me because you want to and there's no doubt about it. This is something I want you to consider thoroughly."
Daisuke thought about that for a moment. "How long do I have to think?"
"I'll give you two days. Of course, I still get to make my daily visits." Ken stood up and smiled down at the other boy. "Tomorrow." Was all he said before he left, walking into the horizon--or, at least, what seem like the horizon when a person was sitting on a park bench.
Daisuke looked after Ken for a long time before standing up and stretching. Maybe he should talk to Chibimon about this.
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The eyes--or the look within the eyes--can be one of the most unnerving thing about a person. The hatred, anger, or hurt throws large numbers of people off course. This was true in this case but there was one major difference.
Chibimon's eyes gave off a knowledgeable innocence. Daisuke winced mentally, Chibimon seemed to already know what he was going to say.
"D'suke, why are you so uncomfortable?" Chibimon's blue ears twitched and his head tilted in curiosity.
Daisuke was laid out on his bed with his Digimon partner seated on his stomach. The blue Digimon had cornered him, in a strange sense--he had only asked if they could talk--, and now was demanding "why."
"Its not because of you, if that's what you think." Daisuke said evenly, staring up at the small Digimon.
"Why do you avoid the others, D'suke?"
"They ignore me. I sat right across from them and they never saw me. I sat right beside T.K. and they looked over me like I was just a part of the seat." The red head said dejectively, tucking his arms under his head and closing his eyes.
"D'suke, why do they do that?"
"They'll only notice me if they're in trouble and need you're help. I'm only useful in a fight because I'm the only one who can get you to digivolve. Otherwise, they won't bother with me. Maybe I'm on the wrong side."
"Are you thinking about joining Ken, D'suke?"
"I'm considering it very seriously. Are you okay of that?" //Please be okay with it, your my best friend and I can't lose you. Only you and Ken have an interest in me and I don't want that to change. For once, for someone, I'm the center of attention and I'm being myself.//
"I'll follow you in whatever you decide D'suke. You're my *friend* and my *partner* and I'll always support you." Chibimon said with all his conviction--the amount that such a small creature had in its self was amazing--, gazing down intently at Daisuke.
Daisuke opened his eyes and smiled. That's what he needed to hear. "Thanks Chibimon, you don't know how much that means to me. How much *you* mean to me."
"What does Ken mean to you that you're willing enough to join his side?"
"He's the only one, besides you, that actually seems to take an interest in me." Daisuke looked up at the Digimon with a solemn expression. "An actual, honest interest."
"That's not all though."
"You're right, that's not all. But lets leave it as that right now. I wanna take a nap, okay?"
Chibimon didn't argue, just curled up on Daisuke's stomach, clutching onto his vest. Almost like a life-line. Maybe, to the little Digimon, it was.
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Ken sat back in his chair and grinned at his computer screen. He was winning! Part one was almost done and part two was set in motion.
The fanciest looking Digimon was preparing his plan. They'd set it all up in elegance, send the invites, make the food. Nobody would know that Ken had planned it and not the hosts.
Now all he had to do was decide on a costume. He couldn't go as himself, it would far to easy for the morons--the Digidestined--to see him. He didn't want to risk his plan over a little look-and-find they would do, just to find some Digimon that they know.
Maybe he'd go as the devil or a vampire. He'd might just go as the devil and get Daisuke to dress up as an angel.
He could probably even get the red head into a dress with little white wings. That would almost be as amusing as his plan.
If he got Daisuke into a dress, he'd definitely keep the dress afterwards.
Ken's grin widen as he could almost picture the scene.
It was almost illegal how much fun a simple villain like himself could have.
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//2n + 7 = 24, geeez, why are we still doing this boring stuff? I mean, I'm an idiot but I'm a bit smarter then *that*.
At least I have time to weigh my choices.
On one hand, I'm the leader that nobody listens too. The rest of the Digidestined ignore me outside the battles with Ken. If I want attention, I have to insult them. That's not how its suppose to be, is it? Ken said I'm suppose to be their devoted leader that they always notice and listen to. And where am I? In the corner watching them babble about boring stuff. I don't need that.
On the other hand, I could be part of Ken's kingdom. He's winning this battle even if the others don't seem to acknowledge it. Why not be on the winning side? Especially if its the side that holds the most interest towards me? I must be on the wrong side. I *am* on the wrong side! I should be on Ken's side. Even if I only become a slave, he sees me and doesn't see through me. I don't need to be a jerk to be heard.//
Daisuke looked down at his book bag and watched it move slightly. Chibimon was inside, probably munching away on his lunch. Daisuke smiled gently, Chibimon would always follow him, no matter what.
//Would it be in Chibimon's best interest though? I have to look after him in this world after all.// The bag moved again and Chibimon must have tripped over a small book as it slumped downwards towards the floor. Daisuke reached down to upright it again. //I believe it would be. It's better if he becomes nothing in this fight instead of a weapon. I don't want him to be only that. He's got to much of a big heart to sink into that category.//
Daisuke rested his head on his arms and stared at the blackboard. He would be meeting Ken soon after school. He'd talk to him more and it'd help finalize his decision.
//I have a soul!//
The teachers voice donned on and on, like tomorrow was just the beginning of the peace they enjoyed and there was no need to worry. But there was.
//I intend to use it!//
The Digimon Kaizer was going to rule the world as they knew it and nothing would ever be the same again.
//I'm going to finally be where I deserve.//
Daisuke would sit at the Kaizer's feet when it happened and nobody would believe it. The good guy gone bad and the bad guy had won.
//I will not suffer anymore.//
Chibimon wouldn't be a weapon anymore, he'd be a Digimon. Just that, pure and simple.
//I will not be ignored anymore!//
The selfish Digidestined would get what they actually deserved for all the crocodile tears they pulled off everyday.
//I'll be where *I'm* wanted.//
The good guy turning bad guy on his own free will.
Who would have thought it?
~~~~~~~~~owari for part three~~~~~~~~~
"Everyone on Earth is automatic." Ken stated simply, as if he was only casually referring to the weather, watching the other boy through the corner of his eye. "Don't you see it in their eyes? The morons are living like everything is a play and they are the lead actors. That's what makes us different Daisuke, we're not acting! We've stepped out of the roles we're suppose to play."
"Is the rest of the Digidestined like this?" Daisuke asked, watching three little girls try to touch the sky on swings. //Why am I apart from the world?//
"Yes, they're just doing what destiny told them to do. They're just sheep." Ken grinned, leaning over to breathe in Daisuke's ear. "But you are different. You were destined to become their devoted leader, one they would listen too, and look where you're sitting now. During one of their meetings no less." The last spill of words were hushed into the others ear.
Daisuke bit down on his lip and chewed nervously. //I did skip out on the "meeting" and they didn't notice me leave. Maybe being a Digidestined isn't my future after all. Then what am I suppose to do?// Daisuke looked over at Ken in his confusion. //Is he proposing that he can give me my meaning?//
"Starting to feel confused, ne? If your straying from your path, where will you end up? I have that all planned out, so don't worry." Ken grinned, sitting back again.
"Where will I end up? Do you actually know?" Daisuke asked, tilting his head curiously towards the Kaizer, almost like a dog when he doesn't understand.
"You'll end up on my side and it won't be by force." Ken grinned, watching the others reaction intensely.
//Maybe I *am* on the wrong side after all. It looks like Ken is going to win this battle no matter what we, the Digidestined, do. He's going to rule the world, he's smart enough to do it. But what about me? I'm the leader nobody listens to. I *must* be on the wrong side!// Daisuke weighted the facts in his head.
"Am I on the wrong side?"
"Most certainly. Not only is it the losing side, its not the one you fit on." Ken looked skyward, watching a few snowy creatures make lazy flaps amongst the clouds. "Its your choice though. Slaves are useless with free will combined with the urge to break free and allies are far to powerful, and untrustworthy, with it. I want you to join with me because you want to and there's no doubt about it. This is something I want you to consider thoroughly."
Daisuke thought about that for a moment. "How long do I have to think?"
"I'll give you two days. Of course, I still get to make my daily visits." Ken stood up and smiled down at the other boy. "Tomorrow." Was all he said before he left, walking into the horizon--or, at least, what seem like the horizon when a person was sitting on a park bench.
Daisuke looked after Ken for a long time before standing up and stretching. Maybe he should talk to Chibimon about this.
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The eyes--or the look within the eyes--can be one of the most unnerving thing about a person. The hatred, anger, or hurt throws large numbers of people off course. This was true in this case but there was one major difference.
Chibimon's eyes gave off a knowledgeable innocence. Daisuke winced mentally, Chibimon seemed to already know what he was going to say.
"D'suke, why are you so uncomfortable?" Chibimon's blue ears twitched and his head tilted in curiosity.
Daisuke was laid out on his bed with his Digimon partner seated on his stomach. The blue Digimon had cornered him, in a strange sense--he had only asked if they could talk--, and now was demanding "why."
"Its not because of you, if that's what you think." Daisuke said evenly, staring up at the small Digimon.
"Why do you avoid the others, D'suke?"
"They ignore me. I sat right across from them and they never saw me. I sat right beside T.K. and they looked over me like I was just a part of the seat." The red head said dejectively, tucking his arms under his head and closing his eyes.
"D'suke, why do they do that?"
"They'll only notice me if they're in trouble and need you're help. I'm only useful in a fight because I'm the only one who can get you to digivolve. Otherwise, they won't bother with me. Maybe I'm on the wrong side."
"Are you thinking about joining Ken, D'suke?"
"I'm considering it very seriously. Are you okay of that?" //Please be okay with it, your my best friend and I can't lose you. Only you and Ken have an interest in me and I don't want that to change. For once, for someone, I'm the center of attention and I'm being myself.//
"I'll follow you in whatever you decide D'suke. You're my *friend* and my *partner* and I'll always support you." Chibimon said with all his conviction--the amount that such a small creature had in its self was amazing--, gazing down intently at Daisuke.
Daisuke opened his eyes and smiled. That's what he needed to hear. "Thanks Chibimon, you don't know how much that means to me. How much *you* mean to me."
"What does Ken mean to you that you're willing enough to join his side?"
"He's the only one, besides you, that actually seems to take an interest in me." Daisuke looked up at the Digimon with a solemn expression. "An actual, honest interest."
"That's not all though."
"You're right, that's not all. But lets leave it as that right now. I wanna take a nap, okay?"
Chibimon didn't argue, just curled up on Daisuke's stomach, clutching onto his vest. Almost like a life-line. Maybe, to the little Digimon, it was.
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Ken sat back in his chair and grinned at his computer screen. He was winning! Part one was almost done and part two was set in motion.
The fanciest looking Digimon was preparing his plan. They'd set it all up in elegance, send the invites, make the food. Nobody would know that Ken had planned it and not the hosts.
Now all he had to do was decide on a costume. He couldn't go as himself, it would far to easy for the morons--the Digidestined--to see him. He didn't want to risk his plan over a little look-and-find they would do, just to find some Digimon that they know.
Maybe he'd go as the devil or a vampire. He'd might just go as the devil and get Daisuke to dress up as an angel.
He could probably even get the red head into a dress with little white wings. That would almost be as amusing as his plan.
If he got Daisuke into a dress, he'd definitely keep the dress afterwards.
Ken's grin widen as he could almost picture the scene.
It was almost illegal how much fun a simple villain like himself could have.
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//2n + 7 = 24, geeez, why are we still doing this boring stuff? I mean, I'm an idiot but I'm a bit smarter then *that*.
At least I have time to weigh my choices.
On one hand, I'm the leader that nobody listens too. The rest of the Digidestined ignore me outside the battles with Ken. If I want attention, I have to insult them. That's not how its suppose to be, is it? Ken said I'm suppose to be their devoted leader that they always notice and listen to. And where am I? In the corner watching them babble about boring stuff. I don't need that.
On the other hand, I could be part of Ken's kingdom. He's winning this battle even if the others don't seem to acknowledge it. Why not be on the winning side? Especially if its the side that holds the most interest towards me? I must be on the wrong side. I *am* on the wrong side! I should be on Ken's side. Even if I only become a slave, he sees me and doesn't see through me. I don't need to be a jerk to be heard.//
Daisuke looked down at his book bag and watched it move slightly. Chibimon was inside, probably munching away on his lunch. Daisuke smiled gently, Chibimon would always follow him, no matter what.
//Would it be in Chibimon's best interest though? I have to look after him in this world after all.// The bag moved again and Chibimon must have tripped over a small book as it slumped downwards towards the floor. Daisuke reached down to upright it again. //I believe it would be. It's better if he becomes nothing in this fight instead of a weapon. I don't want him to be only that. He's got to much of a big heart to sink into that category.//
Daisuke rested his head on his arms and stared at the blackboard. He would be meeting Ken soon after school. He'd talk to him more and it'd help finalize his decision.
//I have a soul!//
The teachers voice donned on and on, like tomorrow was just the beginning of the peace they enjoyed and there was no need to worry. But there was.
//I intend to use it!//
The Digimon Kaizer was going to rule the world as they knew it and nothing would ever be the same again.
//I'm going to finally be where I deserve.//
Daisuke would sit at the Kaizer's feet when it happened and nobody would believe it. The good guy gone bad and the bad guy had won.
//I will not suffer anymore.//
Chibimon wouldn't be a weapon anymore, he'd be a Digimon. Just that, pure and simple.
//I will not be ignored anymore!//
The selfish Digidestined would get what they actually deserved for all the crocodile tears they pulled off everyday.
//I'll be where *I'm* wanted.//
The good guy turning bad guy on his own free will.
Who would have thought it?
~~~~~~~~~owari for part three~~~~~~~~~
