The people wanted a sequel; I gave the people a sequel. *shrugs, looks over to her muse who is smiling evilly* Finally, a muse that listens to reviews. *her muse smiles more* He is unsettlingly.
And to Athena- There really was no point of having Takeru talking, so there is really nothing to understand. I was just getting sick of not having him in any of my Kensukes. He isn't in this chapter, unless someone really wants him to be. Maybe he could talk about some turtle or something. That can be arranged.
I love Flamedramon, by the way. And Chibi. Enjoy!
Daisuke lay on his bed, comfortably at home. His side was completely healed, by some sort of digital world herb that Ken had acquired.
"Hey Chibimon?"
"Yeah Dai?"
"How did I get out of there?"
"Well, you said you ran around the guards and then I digivolved and we ran to the nearest TV. Did you forget that or something?"
"No Chibi. It's just that it shouldn't have been that easy."
"I'm not complaining."
Daisuke sighed. "Neither am I."
Chibimon could sense that something was wrong with the comment; he just couldn't put his finger on it.
"Ken?"
The Digimon Kaiser turned to Wormmon. His eyes revealed a tired pain behind the tinted glasses and he spoke softly, "It's Master, Wormmon, and what do you want?"
"It's a matter of what -you- want, Ken."
Ken took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "If nothing is important, leave now."
"But Ken. . ."
Before Wormmon could finish the thought, Ken stood up and exited the room. Wormmon looked to the monitors. All but one was focused on Daisuke, who had just entered the Digital World.
The five Digidestined had planned another control spire destroying spree, and the 5 armor digivolved champions were making great progress. They had managed to reclaim 7 areas already, and no one was tired yet.
Ken had not yet showed up to stop them, and none of his slaves had come in his place. The group took this as a good sign, and worked even harder than usual.
Daisuke was the only one not in high spirits. He hung back from the rest of the group, and he kept waiting for Ken. He didn't know why, but he wanted to see him. Something drew him to the evil genius.
Flamedramon knocked over another spire, and turned around to see his partner's pride. But he didn't see what he had expected. Daisuke looked sad, disappointed, and wasn't even paying attention to the fight.
"Hey DAISUKE?"
Flamedramon's partner was snapped out of his trance, but only partially. Behind his eyes was still blank, and he looked up absently. "Wha-?"
"Do you even care what is going on?"
He looked down, slightly embarrassed. "Yeah, I do. It's just that. . . well-"
"You're distracted about something."
"Yeah! How did you know?"
Flamedramon shrugged. "Part of the partnership thing."
"Hmmm."
"Care to talk about it?"
"Not right now, Flamedramon. I need to think a little more."
"Got it." He turned back to the rubble and the few spires still in the area. He leapt after the nearest control spire and released his fire attack to destroy it.
Wormmon was in Ken's throne, for the first time, and he was watching all the destruction. A part of him felt safer and happier that Ken's control was lessening, another part of him that was fiercely loyal to his partner felt angered. His loyalty was being tested, and he felt he had to do something.
He hit a button that changed the focus of one of the monitors, and set it to track Ken. He found him in the bedroom he had recently created for when he was planning to leave the real world.
Wormmon hopped off of the seat and scurried off to find Ken.
The others were going home, and Daisuke followed- not exactly in anything. He was just lost in the multitude of thoughts he was having in thought. If the others had been aware, he was sure he would get this exact quote- 'Daisuke lost in thought? He must be, that's unfamiliar territory.' That would have probably come from Miyako. Despite her good intentions, she was just as bad as the others at being mean to Daisuke.
Daisuke saw a rock and decided to kick it, the only signal that he was even aware of the landscape around him.
Veemon was at his side, recently de-digivolved from Flamedramon but still buzzing with energy, trying to make sure he didn't run into anything.
Veemon was concerned, Daisuke was usually cheerful and full of happy energy whenever they had a successful day, but today he was not, maybe even gloomy.
"D'suke?"
Daisuke didn't answer, and his head didn't even raise from his eyes' current position on his shoelaces.
Veemon grabbed the hem of Daisuke's shorts. "Daisuke?"
Still no answer. Veemon was starting to get aggravated. He punched Daisuke's knee.
"Ow!"
"Finally."
Daisuke looked around, torn from the nice warm expanse of his thoughts. The others were at least 20 feet ahead and not looking back.
"Wha'd you do that for?"
"You weren't answering me."
Daisuke rubbed the back of his knee and quickened his pace a bit to catch up with the others.
Ken had found his way to his new bedroom. It was simple and practical, like the rest of the base, with only a bed, desk, computer, and adjoining bathroom. He was on his bed, collapsed with his legs hanging off the front. His arms were stretched out at each side and he had discarded his glasses and cape. The door slid into the wall his a soft hiss and Wormmon was in the doorway.
"Daisuke left."
Ken raised his head. "What makes you think I care about that digi-brat?"
Wormmon cowered a bit at the harsh tone. "I-I just thought you cared about him. He's usually the only one you watch."
Ken clenched his teeth and lowered his voice. "I watch him because he is the most powerful."
Wormmon could tell this was an obvious lie, but knew he would rather leave it alone than suffer the consequences. He scurried out of the room, not noticing the single tear rolling down Ken's face.
//AN: I think that is enough for this chapter, ne? Oh, you can argue all you want, but this is all there is for now. I don't even think I have to say that there will be another chapter.//
And to Athena- There really was no point of having Takeru talking, so there is really nothing to understand. I was just getting sick of not having him in any of my Kensukes. He isn't in this chapter, unless someone really wants him to be. Maybe he could talk about some turtle or something. That can be arranged.
I love Flamedramon, by the way. And Chibi. Enjoy!
Daisuke lay on his bed, comfortably at home. His side was completely healed, by some sort of digital world herb that Ken had acquired.
"Hey Chibimon?"
"Yeah Dai?"
"How did I get out of there?"
"Well, you said you ran around the guards and then I digivolved and we ran to the nearest TV. Did you forget that or something?"
"No Chibi. It's just that it shouldn't have been that easy."
"I'm not complaining."
Daisuke sighed. "Neither am I."
Chibimon could sense that something was wrong with the comment; he just couldn't put his finger on it.
"Ken?"
The Digimon Kaiser turned to Wormmon. His eyes revealed a tired pain behind the tinted glasses and he spoke softly, "It's Master, Wormmon, and what do you want?"
"It's a matter of what -you- want, Ken."
Ken took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "If nothing is important, leave now."
"But Ken. . ."
Before Wormmon could finish the thought, Ken stood up and exited the room. Wormmon looked to the monitors. All but one was focused on Daisuke, who had just entered the Digital World.
The five Digidestined had planned another control spire destroying spree, and the 5 armor digivolved champions were making great progress. They had managed to reclaim 7 areas already, and no one was tired yet.
Ken had not yet showed up to stop them, and none of his slaves had come in his place. The group took this as a good sign, and worked even harder than usual.
Daisuke was the only one not in high spirits. He hung back from the rest of the group, and he kept waiting for Ken. He didn't know why, but he wanted to see him. Something drew him to the evil genius.
Flamedramon knocked over another spire, and turned around to see his partner's pride. But he didn't see what he had expected. Daisuke looked sad, disappointed, and wasn't even paying attention to the fight.
"Hey DAISUKE?"
Flamedramon's partner was snapped out of his trance, but only partially. Behind his eyes was still blank, and he looked up absently. "Wha-?"
"Do you even care what is going on?"
He looked down, slightly embarrassed. "Yeah, I do. It's just that. . . well-"
"You're distracted about something."
"Yeah! How did you know?"
Flamedramon shrugged. "Part of the partnership thing."
"Hmmm."
"Care to talk about it?"
"Not right now, Flamedramon. I need to think a little more."
"Got it." He turned back to the rubble and the few spires still in the area. He leapt after the nearest control spire and released his fire attack to destroy it.
Wormmon was in Ken's throne, for the first time, and he was watching all the destruction. A part of him felt safer and happier that Ken's control was lessening, another part of him that was fiercely loyal to his partner felt angered. His loyalty was being tested, and he felt he had to do something.
He hit a button that changed the focus of one of the monitors, and set it to track Ken. He found him in the bedroom he had recently created for when he was planning to leave the real world.
Wormmon hopped off of the seat and scurried off to find Ken.
The others were going home, and Daisuke followed- not exactly in anything. He was just lost in the multitude of thoughts he was having in thought. If the others had been aware, he was sure he would get this exact quote- 'Daisuke lost in thought? He must be, that's unfamiliar territory.' That would have probably come from Miyako. Despite her good intentions, she was just as bad as the others at being mean to Daisuke.
Daisuke saw a rock and decided to kick it, the only signal that he was even aware of the landscape around him.
Veemon was at his side, recently de-digivolved from Flamedramon but still buzzing with energy, trying to make sure he didn't run into anything.
Veemon was concerned, Daisuke was usually cheerful and full of happy energy whenever they had a successful day, but today he was not, maybe even gloomy.
"D'suke?"
Daisuke didn't answer, and his head didn't even raise from his eyes' current position on his shoelaces.
Veemon grabbed the hem of Daisuke's shorts. "Daisuke?"
Still no answer. Veemon was starting to get aggravated. He punched Daisuke's knee.
"Ow!"
"Finally."
Daisuke looked around, torn from the nice warm expanse of his thoughts. The others were at least 20 feet ahead and not looking back.
"Wha'd you do that for?"
"You weren't answering me."
Daisuke rubbed the back of his knee and quickened his pace a bit to catch up with the others.
Ken had found his way to his new bedroom. It was simple and practical, like the rest of the base, with only a bed, desk, computer, and adjoining bathroom. He was on his bed, collapsed with his legs hanging off the front. His arms were stretched out at each side and he had discarded his glasses and cape. The door slid into the wall his a soft hiss and Wormmon was in the doorway.
"Daisuke left."
Ken raised his head. "What makes you think I care about that digi-brat?"
Wormmon cowered a bit at the harsh tone. "I-I just thought you cared about him. He's usually the only one you watch."
Ken clenched his teeth and lowered his voice. "I watch him because he is the most powerful."
Wormmon could tell this was an obvious lie, but knew he would rather leave it alone than suffer the consequences. He scurried out of the room, not noticing the single tear rolling down Ken's face.
//AN: I think that is enough for this chapter, ne? Oh, you can argue all you want, but this is all there is for now. I don't even think I have to say that there will be another chapter.//