Dragon Lady: *sings* Part three, part three yay!

Ken: -_-;; She is *so* easily amused.

Dragon Lady: *smiles and continues to hum happily while languidly waving flag that reads, Kensuke 4Eva.*

Ken: *raises an eyebrow while watching dl*

Dragon Lady: ^_^

Ken: Dl…you are *beyond* strange…

Dragon Lady: *smiles* Thank you!

Ken: Whatever. Okay look, she's got the third part out. Go read.

Dragon Lady: Yes!!! And if you read, please, please, PLEASE leave a review!! Pretty please? I want to know if people actually like this story!!! Thanks to all those who have reviewed so far. Aphrael, Angel Sakura and Teena M. I appreciate it! ^_^

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Dangerous Games

By DigimonDragonLady

Ken stared anxiously at the telephone he was sitting in front of. Call, or don't call. Call. Don't call. He really wished that Daisuke had asked for his number, instead of giving him his. He was always extremely nervous when it came to making phone calls, even if it was to someone he'd known for a long time. Was there some kind of phone calling phobia? Because if there was he was sure he'd have it.

Well…if he ever wanted to see Daisuke again he'd have to do it. He reached out resignedly and picked up the phone as if he were sure it was going to bite him. He carefully dialed the number from the little slip of paper that he had been handed by Daisuke the day before; he had already committed it to memory.

Ken held the receiver to his ear. The phone rang. Once. Twice. Three times. Four. Fi--

Finally someone picked up. "Hello?" It was an older lady on the phone. Daisuke's grandmother? He had said he had said he lived with his grandmother. Though it sounded Ken had called at a bad time. There was the sound of laughter in the background of the speaker, as if there were some type of gathering.

"Um…hello. My name is Ken Ichijouji. I'm a…well…I was wondering if I might speak to Daisuke."

"Who?" the voice asked.

Ken was getting increasingly nervous. Oh please don't let me have dialed the wrong number, he silently begged. "Daisuke? Motomiya? Doesn't he live there…? If I dialed the wrong number I am so sorr--"

"He lives here," the woman returned.

"Oh he does? May I talk to him?"

"He can't talk. He's busy now."

"Oh…" There was a moment of awkward silence. Ken cleared his throat. He'd at least expected her to ask if he'd like to leave a message… "Well I guess I'll just call back at another time. Sorry to have disturbed you ma--"

The phone line went dead before Ken could finish even finish. He pulled it away and stared at it in surprise. Maybe they were really busy, he told himself. I must have called at a very bad time…

He watched the numbers on his clock change, and when an hour had passed he decided that it probably wouldn't be rude to try calling again. He really did want to talk to Daisuke.

Once again the phone rang. And once again Ken got Daisuke's grandmother. He asked for Daisuke.

"Is this that same kid that tried calling earlier?" she asked. "I thought I already told you, Daisuke can't talk to you."

"Could I leave a--"

The phone was slammed down. Ken sat there in shock. Had she just hung up on him? What kind of household did Daisuke live in? When another hour had passed he was really anxious about calling again. Daisuke's grandmother wasn't helping to improve his phone phobia…

Finally his mother persuaded him to give it another try; she was anxious to see him with a friend. Ken punched the number into the phone as though he were positive it was going to come alive and swallow him whole. He was shaking as he listened to the phone ringing.

"Hello?" A different voice came on the line.

Daisuke? "Daisuke?" Ken asked hesitantly.

"Speaking. Ken?"

"Um…yeah. Hi."

"Hi!" he responded enthusiastically. Then asked, "Are you all right Ken? You're voice sounds all funny…"

Ken swallowed. "Oh no, I'm fine," he answered. "I was just…well…I tried calling you early. But I was told you couldn't talk."

"Yeah…I um…I'm still not supposed to be talking."

"Oh! I'm sorry…"

"No, its all right. My grandmother's out right now, no one else is in the house, so I'm okay for the moment. I want to talk to you though. Could we meet somewhere? Can you leave your house right now?"

"Meet you? Sure. Where?"

"Um…I don't know…how about a park or something? Does that sound good?"

"Fine with me," Ken agreed.

"All right then. Do you know where Odiaba Park is?"

"Of course. I don't live that far from it," he answered.

"Great. Then…I guess I can meet you by the fountain."

"Now?"

"Yeah."

"All right. I'll see you in a few minutes then." Ken hung up the phone and frowned. Daisuke had sounded a little strange over the phone. As if he wasn't sure it was a good idea for them to meet. He'd better not be grounded, Ken thought. Because then I'll feel bad about wanting to talk. He reminded himself that Daisuke wanted to talk too.

He grabbed a jacket and went to the front door, calling out, "Mom, I'm meeting Daisuke in the park, all right?"

"Of course Ken! Don't be out too late though," his mother called back.

"I won't be. I promise."

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Ken sat on the stone edge of the fountain, waiting for Daisuke to show up. He smiled when Daisuke finally appeared. He looked like he was slightly out of breath.
"Sorry I'm late," Daisuke apologized. "I didn't mean to make you wait so long…"

"That's all right," Ken replied. "I didn't mind waiting for you Daisuke." He took in the boys appearance as he took a seat beside him on the fountain. There was a long scratch running down the boys arm that looked fairly recent. He frowned.

"What happened to your arm?" he asked.

"Hhm?" Daisuke looked down. "Oh…jeez…I didn't even realize I'd done that…" He mumbled something else.

Ken blinked. "Sorry, I didn't hear you."

Daisuke looked embarrassed. "I um…said that I must have scraped it going down the tree without realizing it," he coughed.

"Going down a tree?"

"To um…get here."

"Why would you need to climb down a tree to come to the park?" Ken asked in confusion.

"I'm…not supposed to go anywhere. I was supposed to stay in my room," he admitted softly.

"Are you in trouble?" Ken asked in alarm. "Sneaking out? Daisuke I don't want to get you into even bigger trouble…"

"Its all right," Daisuke told him. "I'm always in trouble for something."

Ken gave him a look of disbelief.

"No…really," Daisuke insisted, his voice dropping to something of a whisper.

"Are you okay?" Ken asked, uncertainly. Without even thinking about what he was doing he reached out and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. He blushed when he discovered what he'd done, but didn't withdraw his hand.

"Of course," Daisuke smiled.

"Daisuke, you're a terrible liar."

Daisuke sighed. "Its nothing Ken."

"Daisuke, please tell me what's wrong. Why are you in trouble? Was it because of me calling?"

"No! You didn't do anything wrong, Ken. I told you. I'm just always in trouble."

"Why?" Ken pressed.

Daisuke blushed. "Well…my grandmother and I don't exactly get along…I mean…well. She doesn't really like me. In fact, I'm pretty sure she hates me," he sighed again.

"What?" Ken looked surprised. "She couldn't hate you…"

"Yeah she could," Daisuke said. "She resents having to raise me."

Ken didn't know quite what to say. He hadn't really meant to hit on a touchy subject… "I'm sorry Daisuke…if you don't want to talk about it--"

"No…that's okay," Daisuke said. "I guess if you're going to be my friend…" he shrugged. "Its just that…she never really approved of my mother. And mom died a little after I was born, so I never really knew her. I became the responsibility of my father. But…he wasn't a very good person, even though my grandmother thought the world of him. He was a big drinker, and it was pretty rare to catch him sober…he was really violent too," Daisuke was speaking softly, his eyes looking far away.

"And one night…he was more drunk than usual. It was a wonder he could stand…and he got mad or something…I don't remember about what. And he hit me." Ken winced, but Daisuke went on. "I blacked out. And…I don't know. When I came to I was in a hospital, and they told me that my father was in jail, and I asked about my older sister Jun."

Ken frowned thoughtfully. He had asked Daisuke when they were in that strange store if he had a sister, and he thought he'd said no…

Daisuke was looking down. "They said…that Jun had tried to protect me…and I owe her my life…" His voice sounded thick, like talking was difficult at the moment. "And…they said that she was dead. My father killed her, before he just passed out. Snapped her neck."

Ken let out a small gasp. "Oh no…" he whispered.

"And they sent me to live with my grandmother…but…I know she blames me for my father being in prison. She hates me because I'm my mother's son, and I got her son thrown in jail."

"Daisuke…" Ken was speechless.

"Yeah…my life is one big mess," Daisuke dried his eyes on his sleeve. "I'm sorry!" Daisuke looked horrified. "I -- that's not something I usually go around telling people. In fact…nobody really knows. I don't know why I -- but you're just so easy to talk to Ken. I feel comfortable around you. Its like I've known you my whole life…"

Ken nodded. "I know. That's how it feels when I'm with you. I like being near you. It makes me happy," he blushed.

"Really?" Daisuke gave a weak smile.

"Yeah."

Ken stared deep into Daisuke's brown eyes. He was captivated by the other boys gaze. He didn't even notice that his hand had slipped from his shoulders, and twined around the darker boy's hand. There only seemed to be one course of action in this situation…

Both of them leaned forward slightly, until their lips met in a sweet kiss. They barely gave it a thought as they drew further together, Ken's arms going around Daisuke's neck as they deepened this kiss. Ken moaned lightly.

Daisuke tasted wonderful. Like sweet sunshine on a summers day. But there was also a type of salty tear taste to his mouth that made Ken only want to stay this way forever and comfort him with his love. Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, and they did need to breathe.

They parted reluctantly, and Daisuke watched Ken fearfully. "Ken…I -- I didn't mean to--"

Ken put a finger to his lips. "Please," he begged. "Please don't say that it was just a mistake."

"No…" Daisuke whispered. "That could never be a mistake…Ken-chan."

Ken blushed happily and snuggled closer to Daisuke. Daisuke looked a little happier. "I'm sorry, Daisuke," Ken murmured, taking his hand and gently pressing each of his fingers to his lips.

"It's not your fault Ken," Daisuke told him firmly. "Don't you dare go apologizing for things you haven't any control over." He ran his hand through Ken's raven black hair.

"I'm still sorry that you lost Jun," he replied softly. "I know she must have meant the world to you…I know I was devastated when I lost Osamu…It was like I'd lost everything."

"You?" Daisuke looked down at him. "You had…a brother."

Ken nodded slowly. "I was outraged. I hated everything that had to do with magic after that. I'd lost both of my parents, and Osamu and Katrina were the only two people I had left in my life that meant…anything at all, but Osamu was the last of my family."

"Who's Katrina then?" Daisuke asked him.

"Katrina is the gate guardian. That's her title anyway. She took Osamu and I in when we lost our parents, and she raised us. When Osamu died I was furious with her, because I was sure that with her power, she had known what was in store. I was only eight, but I screamed and cried and raged with everything I had in me…"

Daisuke chuckled slightly at the thought of a meek and quiet Ken blasting somebody with anger.

"I renounced magic. Any kind. I told Katrina that I would never speak to her again. I told her to send me back permanently to my real world…and to make me forget. Make me forget everything…" His eyes got a far away look. "Do you know…that until I walked into the door of that antique shop that I had no idea that I had even had a brother? I didn't remember until I willing agreed to pick up my "destiny" again. Whatever that may be…"

Daisuke sighed. "Wow. That's really harsh. You must be going through so much right now…"

"You are too," Ken argued.

"True," Daisuke nodded. "But I'm used to it. I didn't forget a painful past for…"

"Five years," Ken supplied.

"…for five years and suddenly remember it all yesterday."

Ken shrugged. "I don't understand you still managed to put up a cheerful face," Ken sighed. "I barricade myself away from the world when I'm sad, or depressed, or hurting inside."

"You know…" Ken laughed slightly. "I meant to come and talk to you about that egg thing…I've at least discovered what it is."

"Yeah," Daisuke grinned. "Me too…I guess we kind of got off topic."

"It wasn't even a topic," Ken continued to laugh. "But there's always next time to talk about magic."

"We're just a couple of magical misfits," Daisuke commented dryly.

Ken wiggled slightly to put himself in a more comfortable position in Daisuke's arms. "But at least…we can be misfits together."

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Dragon Lady: *still waving her banner* Awwwwwww…*sniffles happily* I liked that ending. Even though the part about Daisuke was sad. ;_;

Ken: Shame on you for writing a depressing part.

Dragon Lady: ^^;;; Sorry. And sorry I didn't explain the magic items they've got in this chapter, but I needed to do some exposition for Daisuke, so I figured that the sooner the better. With this out of the way I can get on with the rest of the story.

Ken: Which is good because I don't even think Dl knows what magical objects she gave me and Daisuke…

Dragon Lady: *smacks Ken* Yes I do! I've already got this planned out Ken. Ken and Daisuke got a --- *puts hands over her mouth* Oops. See. I almost gave it away. Wouldn't want that now would we? ^_~

Ken: Oh no, the poor confused people have NO desire whatsoever to know what the whole point of the damn story is…*rolls eyes*

Dragon Lady: Read and Review! I was hoping to get the fourth part of this up this coming weekend…but its been decided we're taking a six hour drive up to Maryland to visit my dad's family for an early Christmas type thing. -_-;;; Which means of course that I have to beg one of my friends to tape the Tamers episodes for me. *sighs*

Ken: The point of that paragraph was read and review. I don't understand why on Earth dl is complaining about an early Christmas…*shakes head*

Dragon Lady: Its interfering with my fan fic writing!

Ken:

Dragon Lady: ^_~