Chapter Six: Flames of Jealousy
- Okay now, I know
that several people have asked for an in-depth view of Hikari, Takeru, Miyako
and Iori's reasoning, so here they are! Warning! Sick, Twisted Hikari ahead!
^_^ -
Hikari stood on the sidewalk, staring
open mouthed at the departing DigiDestined. A small tear trickled down her
face, however she quickly wiped it away, cursing angrily. Muttering violently, the girl returned to
her friends, a slight scowl contorting her once loving face. Miyako and Iori
were sitting, Miyako tearing up the grass and Iori seemingly lost in a trance.
Takeru had been watching Hikari chase after her brother, and now he stood
beneath a tree, his eyes closed and his tender mouth set in a determined line.
When Hikari entered the clearing, Takeru turned to face her.
"I
didn't think that would have happened," Takeru muttered lamely, as though
speaking to himself.
"
Every gain comes with sacrifices, T.K.," Hikari answered his question, and
plopped herself down on the bench, acting as though what just happened didn't
really matter.
" But, even so! Tai has been your brother
forever! You're willing to give him up for love?" Takeru argued back, sitting
down next to the girl.
"
Why did you have to get us involved with your screwed up plan!?" Iori cried out
suddenly, his anger flashing ruinously.
"
Because you owe me for all the times that I stuck up for you! And you, Miyako,
owe me for letting you join the popular group. So, this is your way of repaying
me!" Hikari replied simply, her voice slightly raised.
"
It's not right! Come on Hikari! This plan...it's...it's downright sick and
twisted! And what if Ken loves him back? You'll be ruining love! Don't you want
him to be happy? From what you made us do, he hates all of us now!" Miyako
whined, finally letting the grass be.
"
He'll understand why I did it when he proposes to me! You don't understand! I
love him! I love him so much it...it hurts. It hurts so fucking much! And...
Daisuke thinks he can waltz into the picture and steal my...MY Ken?? I think
not! So what if he's in love with Ken? Ken loves me...I KNOW HE
DOES!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNOW HE DOES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hikari screamed and beat her
fists against the bench, cursing silently. Ken would be hers, all hers, even if
Davis had to die.
(Ah
ha! So the truth comes out!)
----
A slight breeze blew against Jun's
neck, caressing her soft skin and sending a tingling sensation down her back.
Shivering in delight of the early morning hours, making the 18 year old girl
want to jump with excitement. She had just returned from her camp and was ready
to see her family, call her friends and most of all...check her email. Yes,
checking her email had become a desire at camp, a desire so great she was
having dreams about it.
Even though
Jun knew that her parents were gone on a trip to China, she would at least be
able to see Daisuke again, ask him how things were going, and maybe see how
things were going with him and Ken.
Jun knew
Davis was in love with Ken, and she was perfectly fine with it. Davis had let
it slip one night. It had been so long ago, Jun didn't even remember what
exactly happened. Jun was the only one besides Takeru that knew Davis loved
Ken. T.K had been there when Davis let it slip. T.K was unaffected by it, but was no help to Daisuke when Davis
was have trouble in love. Jun was pretty sure that T.K approved of Daisuke
being gay, he wasn't open to the fact that he was in love with Ken, which made
Jun wonder why that was so. She would never bring the topic up with Davis of
course. It would practically kill Davis to find out that T.K approved of gays,
but not of whom he loved. So Jun was
always there to help him sort out troubles with her brother, mainly those dealing
with Ken.
Jumping wildly in the morning air, Jun
raced down the street to her apartment, set on seeing Davis and checking her
email. However, on the way home, Jun barely missed running over Yamato, Taichi
and the gang.
"Whoa!
Watch out! Hey...? You alive?" Jun asked wearily, seeing that Yamato was caught
in some sort of daze. Jun immediately poked him to see if he was a walking
corpse.
"He's
alive, just shocked," Tai responded and continued walking down the street,
helping a tense Yama along the way.
"Someone
die or something?" Jun inquired curiously, staring at the backs of the two
youths.
"
Have you talked to Daisuke lately?" Jyou asked suddenly, breaking a kind of
silence that had befallen the group.
"
No, not since he wrote me 3 days ago. Why? Did something happen to him?" Jun replied
a slight wave of fear overpowering her senses.
"
Yeah...he was...just go see him. He's at home," Sora answered her question and
the group moved onward, leaving a stunned Jun behind and entering a nearby cafe
where Tai and Matt had just entered.
----
Ken awoke groggily as he heard the faint sound of a
door slam shut. Okay, so it wasn't to faint, after all, the cereal box had
fallen off the kitchen counter. From his spot on the floor beside the couch, where
Daisuke was sleeping, Ken could see Jun stumble at getting her shoes off and
dumping her bags into a corner.
"
Dai-chan!! Dai? You home?" Jun called out, a frantic edge adding to the natural
shrillness present in her voice.
"
Jun?" Davis replied sleepily from the couch.
"
Oh my god! You're okay! Uh...hey Ken. I didn't realize you had company," Jun
cried out in relief, while standing on a rather bulky object.
"Obviously
not, seeing how you're standing on me," Ken replied coolly, and sat up, tipping
Jun onto the couch.
"
Why were you so worried about me?" Davis asked his sister as soon as she was
seated. Davis's appearance alone could answer his question. The boy's face was
tear-streaked and a bright red. There were several bruises on his lower arm and
his shirt was slightly stained with blood.
"
I ran into Jyou and the others. He asked if I had heard from you and that
something had happened to you. And, you look like shit," the older girl
remarked bluntly.
"Oh,"
"Yeah"
"So..."
"What
happened?" Jun asked quietly, and nodded thankfully at Ken as the boy slipped
into the bathroom, to give them privacy. Ken and Davis briefly made eye
contact, violet eyes pleading dark brown ones to open up and tell the truth.
