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Shi-chan: I'll squash in a Gundam fic sometime tonight, I swear!
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In Your Shoes
Part 4
~By Shimegami-chan
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Another Digimon serial. Body-snatching, and weird stuff...and KENYAKO! HAHAHAHAHA! *coughs*
Warnings: Nada. Kenyako.
Important Note!
Don't worry...it won't be here too much longer......
Let's make this short. Chapter 12 of 'Sandglass,' is up, and had been for a few days. I also just finished writing another fic called You Were the One. Plug, plug, plug. On with the fic!
I came to know true strength
I learned that if you turn you back on your weaknesses
You won't get anywhere
"Come on, Ichijouji-san...try a little harder! I can't help you out if you don't try!"
"I don't remember," Wormmon said stubbornly. "It's all blank."
The elder Ichijouji stepped in front of his son. "That's enough, Doctor. Ken's been through a lot."
Wormmon nodded meekly and stood up, hugging his arms tightly around himself. "Please, no more questions."
Dr. Naya sighed. "It's some kind of memory-blank, partial amnesia--I'm sorry, Ichijouji-san, there's nothing I can do at this point. We cab ony hope that his memory returns with time."
//Or that Ken-chan returns in time,// Wormmon thought sourly. Aloud he said, "Arigatou, papa."
"It's okay, Ken," his father replied with a smile. "Going at your own pace, I'm sure you'll remember everything yourself." Wormmon nodded confidently.
Ichijouji Toshiko could not get over the personality change Ken had gone through since his disappearance. The cool arrogance that he had displayed at school had been replaced by gentle curiosity, and the expression on his face was innocently open. Ken had claimed to have been abducted and count not recall his life previous to the kidnapping, or what had been done to him and by whom. All he remembered was seeing a man with dark sunglasses, being shut into a cell or a cage of some sort, and then waking up on the floor in his room weeks later. He barely recognized his own family, and was frightened by the family physician. On the other hand, he was a lot happier than he had been before the kidnapping, laughing and joking with his father and hugging his mother frequently. The worried parents were just glad to have him back.
Toshiko was secretly glad that Ken had suddenly changed for the better; in the two days since he had returned he had brought the spirit back to the Ichijouji home. At the moment, the younger boy was staring longingly at an ice-cream store they had just passed on the streets outside the doctor's office. "Want to get something before we head back to Tamachi, Ken? All you have to do is ask, son."
The indigo-haired child looked up in astonishment. "Could we?"
"Sure, why not?" Hand in hand, father and son opened the door and walked into the shop.
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Wormmon was in heaven.
Life at the Ichijouji house was everything he could have ever wanted--Ken's parents were caring and kind, and doted on him. The only thing missing was Ken.
Wormmon's technological skills weren't quite up-to-date, but he had managed to use Ken's home computer to his benefit. In the Kaiser's two-day absence he had commanded several ringed digimon to destroy their companions' rings, and when they had been freed they immediately attacked the Dark Towers. In addition, the map in Ken's files indicated the disappearance of several other Towers, probably fallen prey to Garurumon or one of the other Chilsen Children's partners. Ken would probably pin the blame for the Towers Wormmon had destroyed on the Chosen digimon as well.
Wormmon and Ken's father had been in the ice cream shop for several minutes before they were served. "What would you like, Ken? Vanilla? Strawberry?"
"Chocolate!" Wormmon answered earnestly. Ken used to buy his digimon chocolate ice cream when he was younger, a treat Wormmon enjoyed greatly. Laughing, Toshiko ordered two chocolates, in bowls instead of cones. //Just like Ken-chan used to do.//
After a moment the ice cream arrived, and the two sat down at a table in the back of the store.
"Ichijouji."
Wormmon turned his head, indigo hair falling over his eyes. "Oh...hello!"
The source of the voice looked at him curiously, from the bowl to Ken's father and then back to Wormmon. "Fancy meeting you here."
"A friend of yours?" Toshiko asked, nodding at the newcomer.
"You could say that," Wormmon said nervously, eying the blur digimon in the other boy's lap. "Papa, this is Motomiya Daisuke."
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Ichijouji Ken hated the world.
He hated Miyako for being so damned nice.
He hated the Chosen Children for complicating his plans.
He hated Ryo for leaving him all alone.
He hated Osamu for forcing the burden of this personality onto him.
He hated his parents for their innocence and ideals.
He hated Wormmon for getting him into this mess.
But most of all, he hated himself for blaming his problems on them, for mistreating his only friend, and for the things he couldn't say.
//Miyako...I think I'm falling in love with you.//
//I'm sorry.//
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Shi-chan: *giggles* That enough of an ending for ya?
Ken: But wait, there stuff you've gotta know for this chapter!
Shi-chan: First of all, I made up Ken's parent's names, because they weren't mentioned in the show. I think Natsuko and Masaharu were the only parents who were.
Seki: Secondly, this guy 'Ryo.'
Ken: An old, old friend. He and I traveled to the Digital World together when we were kids.
Daisuke: He had a V-mon too!
Duo: Right. Third, does anybody remember Dr. Naya? The shrink Trowa took Quatre to from Death Becomes Him! Hee hee!
Quatre: I never liked the guy.
Shi-chan: Hope this helped. Ja ne!