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Disclaimer: If I owned digimon, the plot of the show would be way different!!

Author's Note: This is PART 2 to my fic, The Meaning of Life. Enjoy, and please review!!

Oh, and out of Amaya's request, I now have a line separating paragraphs and dialogue. Thanks for the suggestion, I owe you. So, this part is for you! ^_^

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T.K. blinked his eyes a few times, a different site appearing in front of him than what he expected. Instead of Kari in his arms, he was holding Davis. T.K.'s eyes went huge when he remembered the previous nights events that replayed in his mind. T.K's stomach turned and he felt sick, sick for sleeping with a guy and not his girlfriend. He slowly got out of bed and groaned quietly, upset with himself that he was with another guy in bed naked. He was more than surprised at his actions Never in a million years would he think that Davis out of all people would be wrapped in his arms. T.K. began to get dressed.

Where you going?

T.K. just finished pulling on his shorts and frowned at his jersey, remember the game he was supposed to play last night. He pulled it over his head, ignoring Davis.

So, are you going to answer me?

T.K. sighed and said quickly, I've got to go. My mom is going to flip. T.K. quickly left Davis' room and shut the door. He walked to the door, almost home free of Davis's house.

Hi T.K., Jun said, her face producing a huge grin. So, you my brother's new playmate?

T.K. blushed a bit and shook his head. He felt embarrassed beyond all reason and just wanted to leave Davis' house more than anything, especially without seeing anyone. He mumbled a goodbye to Jun and fled the house quickly.

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Davis smiled as he watched T.K. nervously gather is things and leave his room. Once he was sure he was gone, Davis got up and got dressed. He cleaned up his room, making sure that he washed the bed sheets and put away the Vaseline before he came out to have some breakfast.

Morning sleep head, Jun said, looking up from her breakfast.

Davis mumbled, sitting down at the kitchen table. He poured himself a bowl of cereal and added a bit of milk before he wolfed down. So, how was Matt? Stalk him much last night?

Ha, ha. No goggle head. You know that I don't like him especially if you have a crush on his kid brother. So, how was T.K.?

You don't know what you are talking about! Davis snapped.

Oh I don't? Jun asked sarcastically. That is why when I went to put Vaseline on my nose this morning, the bottle wasn't there. Oh, and then there is the fact that your bed sheets are in the laundry.

Jun, don't press on this, please. It isn't any of your business and I would like it to stay that way. So, how was the game last night?

Oh, they lost big time. T.K. should never mind.

What were you going to say? Davis demanded, standing out of his chair. He stared at his sister angrily, waiting for the explanation.

Davis, stop yelling at your sister! Mrs. Motomiya yelled from her bedroom. Davis' mother and father always slept in on weekends and didn't like to be disturbed by Jun and Davis' fighting.

Davis called back. He turned back to Jun and said, Now tell me what you almost did.

Jun smiled evilly and said, I will but you have to do something for me too.

Davis sighed and asked, What do you want? He frowned at his sister, didn't like how she always had to receive something on return.

Jun's smile widened and replied causally, Give me details and I will consider telling you.

Davis scowled and said, You are evil. Now tell me.

Davis, no use in fighting it. If you don't tell me, I don't tell you, Jun said, crossing her arms.

Davis said, grumbling as he took a seat in his chair again. He glared at Jun as he began

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T.K. still felt scared as he headed towards Matt's apartment. He wanted to talk to Matt; mainly because he finally understood his brother. It was while T.K. was falling asleep that everything made sense to him. His brother played music because that is how he expressed himself. He realized that everyone expresses themselves in different ways. He expressed himself when playing basketball, and now, soccer. Matt did through his music, while both Tai and Davis did through playing soccer. The reason why T.K. wanted to see Matt was to tell him that he is sorry and finally understands what Matt was trying to influence whenever he visits him, and wanted some advice.

T.K. continued to walk down the streets when he realized that he was across the street from Kari's apartment. He felt terrible for how he has been treating her lately and felt the right thing to do was to tell her about last night. Easier thought that done. Instead, he continued to walk towards his brother's place.

As T.K. was crossing the street, he could hear a bunch of people running down the street and calling his name. He turned around and found his senses to be right. He tried to smile at his friends, the entire basketball team, kids from school that he hardly knows, the roughest gang in their school, and the cheerleading team, including Kari all approach himself. He failed to smile and stay cool. His hands began to tremble as he saw at least forty kids approach him.

So T.K., are you happy? One of the teammates sneered.

T.K. didn't reply and looked at Kari, who turned the other way. He looked back to his teammates and muttered, Sorry, but I had things to do.

Things to do? Blake asked. Why you little shithead. You cost us our game. Now we are the laughing stock of the entire school and their school!

That is when the fight began. The gang that was with them began to push T.K. around, also punching him on the eye and lip. He fell to the ground on his knees and gasped for air, holding his lip. He licked his lip, the warm, sticky blood entering his mouth. He spit it out.

By the way T.K., you may still be on our team, but no one's going to treat you like a team member anymore! Rob shouted.

I don't care! I quit your stupid team and don't give a flying shit anymore! T.K. yelled as he stood up and punched Rob on the jaw.

Blake caught Rob and then passed him back to one of the cheerleaders before he lunged at T.K., punching the same eye again. They fell to the ground and began to struggle with each other, throwing punches, rolling around, Blake slamming T.K.'s head into the ground at least once. While all this happened, the entire group chanted Fight! Fight! Fight!'

Finally, when Blake slammed T.K.'s head into the ground so hard, that made T.K. cry out in pain, did he actually get off and walk away, holding a lip, but a cheer of victory from the fellow students that were there. They all walked away, including Kari. T.K. stared helplessly at Kari, wishing that she would help him, and it looked like she had compassion for him, but was pressured into ditching him with her friends.

After several minutes of laying on the ground, T.K. got up and held the back of his head that was slammed into the ground twice. It bled a bit and he felt a bit dizzy from it. He staggered over to Matt's place that was just down the block. He knocked on the door unsteadily and perched himself against the apartment, waiting for Matt to come.

Matt opened the door and stared at his brother with a shocked expression on his face. He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue boxers, in which, looked pretty scrubby. T.K. stood at the door helplessly, waiting for his brother to let him in.

Matt ushered him in and closed the door asking, What happened? Where were you last night? Who did this to you?

T.K. didn't reply and sat on the couch while Matt ran into the kitchen, returning with two washcloths and a dish of ice, and another of water. He wrapped the ice in the cloth and instructed T.K. to hold it over his eye while he cleaned the back of T.K.'s head. All the while, they were both silent. T.K. trembled with fear of how his brother might react to what he was planning to tell him. He decided that he would explain first the main reason why he came over in the first place.

I understand now.

Understand what, T.K.? Matt asked as he applied the cool, wet cloth to the back of T.K.'s head.

T.K. shivered a bit from the coldness of the cloth and replied, You. I understand you. I finally get it. People express their feelings in different ways. You do through your music. I do by playing basketball. I know it doesn't sound like a big deal, but it means the world to me. I didn't understand you before. To me, you were just a blood relative like Dad, and didn't want to know you. I didn't want to know myself. I didn't let myself know myself. Oh I know this is all very confusing, but I realized this last night when I

Matt paused and asked, When you what?

T.K. could feel himself blushing and shrugged.

So, I am guessing that they did this to you because you didn't show up at the game. Tai and I were there last night and I am going to say, your team lost big time. Your teammates looked really mad too, Matt said, continuing to stroke T.K.'s head with the cloth.

Why didn't you warn me? T.K. regretted asking that and scolded himself in the head.

I tried calling last night with no success. Well actually, Mom called and was quite worried so I lied and said you were over here. So, care to tell me where you were?

Not really, T.K. replied, still blushing. He moved the cloth over his face, trying to make his flushed face less obvious to Matt.

Oh come on. You owe me. After all, I lied for you. Now tell me, where were you?

T.K didn't get a chance to reply because there was a knock on the door. Matt left T.K.'s side and went to open the door. He couldn't hear what Matt and the visitor were saying because they were speaking in hushed voices. Finally, the guest was revealed.

Davis came into the room frowning. He asked, Are you all right?

T.K. shrugged and looked away, frowning. He could feel Matt and Davis both staring at him, and as they did, T.K. began to blush again. When he looked up and met with Davis' gaze, Davis walked over and put him arms around T.K., wrapping him in a hug. T.K. didn't hug back and stayed motionless.

I'm so sorry, Davis stated as he let go of T.K. Davis took a seat on the couch opposite him.

For what? T.K. asked, surprised at Davis' apology.

For everything. I'm especially sorry because I didn't get here sooner. Jun knew that was going to happen, but wouldn't tell me until she heard details, Davis said angrily, frowning as he stared into T.K.'s eyes.

T.K. shrugged and said, giving a weak smile, Davis, I am surprised. You taught me to never be sorry for your actions.

Davis smiled and nodded. He said, Speaking of actions, I need to talk to you privately.

T.K. was suddenly aware of Matt's presence. Again, he could feel himself blush. He looked up at Matt and stared into his eyes, surprised that Matt wasn't surprised. Matt stood there, smiling as he watched the pair. T.K. wanted to ask him why, but didn't bother and nodded his head in agreement.

You guys can talk in here if you like. I have a phone call to make that I can do in my room, Matt said as he left the room.

Davis stared at T.K. and then grinned, flashing him a cute smile. He stood up and walked over to T.K. He embraced him in another hug and then let go, stroking T.K. gently. T.K. felt a bit uncomfortable and pushed Davis back.

You are scared of me right now, aren't you? Davis asked casually, taking a step back. He wore a half smile that made T.K. even more uncomfortable at that moment.

I mean no. Oh I don't know. I just feel uncomfortable around you. I mean wow. I never thought that last night I would, you know, be with you. I never thought I would be with a guy, period. And there I was, in bed with a former friend of mine, who also used to have a crush on my recent girlfriend. Speaking of which, what do I do about her? I can't very well tell her that I slept with you. I just don't trust her anymore and she would probably tell the whole school. Not to mention that if she did, I would get a beating like I did today. After T.K. said that, he sighed and leaned back against the couch. He looked at Davis for a response.

Davis' face expression didn't change at all. He still had a half smile on his face, staring at T.K. happily. T.K. gave a quizzical look to him, beginning to get a bit frustrated with Davis's attitude, or lack of. He began to get a bit scared that Davis might hate him. He didn't want that. He wanted Davis to say something, to tell him that everything is okay. He then scolded himself for saying that because he knew he was being wimpy. Davis wouldn't give him that kind of comfort, the kind that was unrealistic. He was a down to earth kind of guy and T.K. knew that Davis wouldn't just tell him that everything was okay.

Finally, Davis spoke. You need to do what you want. I'm just here to listen. If you want to go back to the life that you had before last week, go ahead; I won't stand in your way. It's your decision T.K. I'm only here to guide you like your brother. Though it would be nice to have a companion like you.

T.K.'s eyes lit up for a second and he asked, You mean that you want to be with me?

Well sure. I mean when I find someone I like who is either a guy or girl, naturally I want to be with them. That's just me and I will understand if you want to be with Kari and make this a one night stand, Davis said casually.

T.K. frowned at Davis' security. He wished that he had the kind of confidence Davis had. The kind he had with the in-crowd' was an impostor compared to that of Davis' confidence. Davis was so sure that everything could work out and find its place. In T.K.'s heart he knew that, but it was harder believing it at the moment. He wasn't sure if he wanted to be with Kari or Davis. It was all too confusing to decide. It was even harder for T.K. to accept that he was in bed with Davis when they just began being friends a week ago. With Kari, they didn't even see each other naked until a year passed in their relationship, and another six months until they lost their virginities. For T.K., although he didn't want to believe it, it felt more right to be with Davis. He felt more secure and safe, not anxious and thinking of how he scored' with Kari and if he could manage to give detail the very next day to his so called friends.

Hello. Yo T.K., are you listening to me?

T.K. turned his attention back to Davis who just put down his arms. He waited for the explanation. Uh sorry.

It's okay. All I wanted to say is that I have enjoyed being your friend over this past week again. I missed our friendship, Davis said with a smile.

Me too. T.K. turned his head to the doorway where Matt was waiting patiently with the phone in his hand. What's up?

Sorry to interrupt, but Kari needs to talk to you, Matt said handing T.K. the cordless phone.

T.K. stared blankly at the phone, not wanting to talk to her at the moment. He muttered, I didn't hear the phone ring.

That is because I was talking with Tai when Kari asked Tai if you were here, who asked me, in which I answered So now, she wants to talk to you, Matt explained quickly. Want some privacy?

T.K. nodded and left the room. He walked towards Matt's room and closed the door behind me. He finally, after four minutes, got the guts to bring the phone to his ear. His voice was cracked, not meaning for it to sound like that.

I am so sorry T.K., Kari said, bursting into tears. I didn't want them to do that to you, but since you didn't show up last night, I was just so furious, among everyone else. Speaking of which, where were you? Kari stopped sobbing, and T.K. could tell that over the line, she was biting her lip.

um I was um somewhere? It was more of a question to whether she bought it or not than an explanation. He sighed in frustration and said, I didn't feel good, and plainly, I just came here, to Matt's house, even though he wasn't home. T.K. smiled to himself, knowing that he sounded sincere.

Oh. Well why didn't you call in sick? Or how come at school you seemed fine? Kari asked suspiciously.

I don't know. I actually felt sick most of the day, but shrugged it off. I didn't want to sound wimpy. After I left your place, I had to stop the car to you know. And after that, my mouth was all gross tasting and I just didn't have the energy to play. So I drove to Matt's place, and he was already gone, and I fell asleep on the couch. Again, T.K. smiled in satisfaction.

I see. Well then, I am going to talk with the guys on the team later. Want to come? Then we can settle this. You can claim that you are on the team still––

I'm not going back on the team! T.K. snapped, surprised at his outburst.

Why not? Kari asked. T.K. I demand you tell me what is going on right now. What's with you lately? You've been acting distant and strange, especially since you started hanging around Davis again. What, is he making you feel guilty that you and I are together instead of us?

No, of course not! He is kind and sincere, and a much better friend than anyone I know! I don't care about the team anymore! Davis is much more important than that! I need him! T.K. was surprised, again, by his sudden outburst. He was mostly surprised by his last three words.

T.K., come over to my apartment now, within ten minutes. We need to talk face to face.

With that tone, T.K. responded, Fine. I'll come by in a few minutes.

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Meanwhile, Davis and Matt were talking in the living room about Matt's band when they could hear yelling coming from the bedroom.

I guess Kari is mad, Davis stated.

Oh yeah. When T.K. didn't show up last night, she barely was able to cheer on her team. Tai tried to comfort her, but he ended up getting a bruise on his arm. So since when did you two become close?

It happened sometime around last week. I don't know. I mean I don't know why I did what I did. Again, what I mean is that I don't know why I decided to open my mouth and try to help T.K. understand his feelings. He just seemed so confused and sheltered from knowing the truth about people. All he could see were his friends, who are all alike in the sense that he didn't know how to act around other's that were more complicated. I guess you could compare it to you and me, Davis explained casually, staring into Matt's eyes. Davis liked to do that: stare at people while he talked to him and try and figure out what they were thinking of him at that point. Unlike T.K. at first, Matt accepted it and nodded in a agreement.

T.K. walked into the living room with a frown on his face. He said, I have to go and talk with Kari. Davis, don't be surprised if she finds out that I never mind. I have to go.

You want to change into some of my clothes? Matt asked. I mean, you are still wearing your school jersey.

T.K. shook his head and replied, I don't have time to do that. I'll just take your jacket.

Don't forget to get your car. It is still across the street from my apartment, at the field, Davis pointed out, smirking at T.K. T.K. just nodded and left the house, wearing Matt's jacket and a frown on his face.

Matt and Davis were silent after T.K.'s departure until Matt got a grin on his face. His face full of curiosity, he asked, So, how far did you guys get?

Davis shrugged and smirked again. He said, Why Matt, I am awfully surprised at your sudden need to know if T.K. and I slept together. It really isn't any of your business. I would never dare to ask you that same question about Sora.

That isn't true. Last year when we ran into each other, you asked me plain out if I did, Matt said, shaking his head. Then you threw up. It was a nasty site.

Like I said before, my girlfriend had gotten my drunk. It wasn't my fault I was horny, and might I add, sixteen, Davis said smugly. Not to mention, that I had well a small crush on you.

I knew you did! Matt exclaimed. I also knew that you love T.K. That is when you didn't have a crush on me anymore.

You figure people out way too easily. When I did the same thing to T.K. a few days ago, he wasn't too happy, Davis said, smiling at the remembrance of T.K.'s insecurities. He frowned and wondered aloud, I wonder if T.K. will be okay walking over there?

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T.K. jogged down the street at a steady pace, trying to get to his destination as soon as possible without being seen by his classmates, especially by the ones who were part of the fight that morning. T.K. ran up to Kari's apartment in peace, but he didn't have a peaceful feeling inside when he knocked on the door.

Tai opened the door and smiled, greeting, Hey T.K. Glad to see you could come over without being beaten up. By the way, how do you feel?

T.K. tried to smile, but frowned instead and replied, Okay I guess. Anyway, may I speak to Kari?

If you dare. Though I'd watch out. It is either her monthly time or she is just really mad after you guys were talking on the phone. I'm sort of guessing that it was the second suggestion because well never mind. Let's just say it had to do with that whole pregnancy scare my mom had. When Tai realized he had been babbling on, and saw the expression on T.K.'s face, he said, Sorry. Here, come inside.

T.K. smiled and said politely, He walked inside and let Tai shut the door behind him. He crossed his arms and waited patiently in front of the hallway mirror as Tai went to get her.

Hey Kari, T.K.'s here! Tai called, walking down the hall.

T.K. looked at himself in the mirror and saw somebody different. Although he was feeling a bit distraught over the situation with Kari, he somewhat was happy with this new image of himself. It was like getting a higher mark on a hard test than the smartest kid in the class; it was accomplishing something. T.K. did have to do one thing and that was uncross his arms because he felt rather girlish-like standing like that. At that moment, Kari walked in with an unpleasant look upon her face.

T.K. muttered quietly.

Kari just gave a half smile in acknowledgment.

So, how are you doing? I am happy I could come over. Maybe––

Cut to the real deal T.K., Kari snapped. What did you mean by that comment on the phone?

What comment? T.K. asked innocently although he knew what she was talking about.

You know exactly what I mean. What is all this about needing Davis'? I mean ever since you have began hanging around him, you've been ditching our group and now you have missed the most important game of the season, even though it wasn't a play-off game.

T.K. shrugged and gazed off into the distance, trying to think of comebacks to say to her.

T.K., if you don't tell me now, we are through, Kari said harshly.

Fine, then we are, T.K. said casually, trying to have the same confidence as Davis. He didn't, thus, his hands began to tremble.

Kari bust into tears and screamed, Fine! Be that way! We are through T.K.! Through, meaning no more love from me! We can never be friends again either!

T.K. bit his lip and turned away, muttering, I'm sorry, Kari. I am, but T.K. scolded himself for the second time that day for trailing sentences again, or better yet, for even starting one that he would regret.

But what? Kari asked, distracting her from crying any longer.

I'm just sorry that's all. I want us to remain friends, and don't get me wrong, I love you still.

Than why are we breaking up? Kari asked.

You tell me, T.K. replied, asking himself why he just asked that. He knew that he was the one breaking this off, not her, even though she started it, he was the main problem.

What are you talking about? Kari asked. T.K., I know we aren't going to be together any longer, but can you just tell me why this is happening? I don't believe a word you said about yesterday.

I don't care whether you believe me or not, but maybe, I will tell you that reason. I just can't right now, T.K. explained. He walked over to Kari and placed a single kiss on her lips before he gave her a weak smile and left her house, closing the door behind himself.

T.K. began to walk to the field, on the way, wiping the tears that formed in his eyes. It hadn't sunk in at what he did at Kari's house. It didn't occur to him that they were breaking up for good and might never have the friendship they had before. At this, T.K. was truly sad from the bottom of his heart.

T.K. found his car and drove home. His mother, not surprisingly, was on her way to the office. She screamed when she saw T.K.'s face, but was in a hurry so she couldn't talk to him about it. She said that she would be home as soon as possible, but that T.K. shouldn't wait up for her because she wouldn't be home until past midnight.

After she was gone, T.K. went to take a shower. His head hurt a lot, but he realized that there was only a small spot on the back of his head where the skin was torn a bit. That was where his old, white hats would come in handy. When he finished taking his shower and got dressed in fresh clothes, he had to rummage in his closet for a few minutes to find his hat. He did and put it on, thanking God that he bought these hats as a child that were low and had a rim that could partially cover his eye.

T.K. felt depressed again after he did all of this because his mind wasn't being distracted anymore. He plopped onto his bed and took out a magazine. He couldn't concentrate on reading the sports magazine that focused on his favorite basketball players, and couldn't help but think about Davis again. He was baffled at how quickly his relationship was growing with him. It made him want Davis over right then because he needed a friend to talk to; one that would just listen politely and not give him the fake comforting. He did what his instincts told him and began to dial Davis' number.

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So, what do you think is going to happen? Do you think that Davis will come over? Do you think that T.K. and Kari will ever get back together? Does anybody else think that Matt's character seems gay in this fic? Oh sorry, didn't mean for that to slip out. No, he isn't gay. I swear to God he isn't. Well, it isn't nice to swear to God

Review!!! It would be kind of nice if five more people could review for this story before my next chapter. Just to let you know, I was bluffing last time. I just like to get reviews!! REVIEW PLEASE!!

THANKS! Also, thanks Kymaera for getting me hooked on this couple. Don't worry, I am a Takari lover at heart still.

~Crysie~