Yay! More tacky disclaimers! I don't own Digimon or anything else that might not be mine. Saiora is mine, so if for some reason you want to use her, please ask me first.
Info about this fic: This is a sequel to Betrayal. It really helps to read Betrayal before Repercussions. Again, hints of yaoi are in here. As for the rating, I'd say PG-13 for language. (Ken can really swear when he's angry)

"He seemed too sincere." Matt said to Tai, Koushiro, and Mimi as they sat in the airport. "Ken actually cried when I told him."
"But who else could have created control spires? Arukenimon was defeated." Koushiro stated as he sipped his tea from it's styrofoam cup. "Ken is the only logical choice. Besides, who else would want to hurt Davis?"
The four looked out the window to see the Air Japan plane that Ken would be arriving on landing. There were mixed emotions running through the group, as they suspected Ken was behind Davis's death, but none wanted to accuse him without hearing Ken's side of the story.


It wasn't supposed to happen this way. This has to be a trick. Davis isn't dead.
"Sir, please fasten your seat belt." The flight attendant smiled an all too fake smile. Ken forced the smile back as her as he attached the belt. Japan. Tokyo. Home. It was all too much for Ken, as tears began to stream down his face. The woman sitting next to him smiled as she offered him a tissue to wipe his eyes, and Ken thanked her in return.
"Can I ask what's wrong?"
Ken paused. "My best friend was assulted and killed. I had to come to his funeral."
"Gomen ne," she whispered as she stared out the window. "I didn't know."
"It's okay. It's just that Davis was everything to me. Now it's just me and my daughter. I'm sure we'll make it, but I'm a little afraid to see all my friendsa at the funeral.
"Oh." She sighed as the plane landed. "I'll be praying for you Ichijouji-san."
Ken didn't even want to ask how she knew his name.


"Ken!" Mimi called to him as he carried his luggage across the terminal. "How was America?"
Ken just nodded. "Please tell me this is all one big joke."
The four all stood silently as Ken walked up to them.
"I'm sorry Ken." Tai whispered to the younger man. "I know how much Davis meant to you. I have no idea what I'd do if Matt ever died."
Ken's eyes seemed to blaze at the words of the elder digidestined. He raised his fist, as to hit Tai, but instead ended up crying on the elder's shoulder.
"He can't leave me! We were supposed to be together!"


Yolei had agreed to spend the week with Ken, just to make sure he didn't kill himself, or hurt Saiora. She knew that Ken loved the girl too much to hurt her in any way- she was afraid that he would hurt himself.
Ken was a mere shell of himself. All he did was hold the square goggles that Davis had given him way back when they were children, and cry.

Saiora was confused as to why her father stayed hidden in his room. Normally her daddy would wake her up, make her breakfast, then take her to go see Kojirou every morning. Daddy never cried either. She had asked mommy what was wrong with daddy, but mommy wouldn't answer. She had to figure this out on her own. Daddy always said she was a little genius, so a little genius should be able to figure out why daddy is sad.
She gingerly knocked on the door of Ken's bedroom once Yolei left the apartment after receiving a call saying she was needed at the store. "Daddy? Can I come in?"
She received a muffled sob from her father.
"Daddy? Are you ok?"


Ken knew he couldn't win this one. If Yolei had been knocking on the door, he could whine his way out of seeing her, but Saiora was too young, and too persistant. She would just walk in the room anyway.
"What do you want princess?" He asked as he stood up from his bed. He was still wearing his grey pajamas as he emerged from the room.
Saiora smiled sa she hugged his legs. "Daddy, please tell me what's wrong? Why have you been crying?"
Ken sighed. He should have guessed that is what Saiora would ask.
"Come with me." Ken walked to the couch, picking up a photo album as he made his way to the living room. As soon as he sat down, Saiora snuggled in close to her father, waiting for the story.
Ken opened the album, showing pictures of Ken's family, back before Sam had died. He pointed to the picture.
"You have two uncles that you never met. This is your uncle Osamu. He wsa my older brother, who went to heaven when I was five years old."
Ken flipped through a few more pages of his family photos, telling Saiora abou the different awards he won, and how he tried to be like Sam in every way. Ken choked on his words as he came to the page with pictures from his first Christmas party with the digidestined.
"Daddy, what's wrong?" Saiora asked as she examined the photos of the party. "Is that mommy?" She asked, pointing to Yolei.
"Yes, mommy is in that picture." Ken wiped his eyes. "So are Cody, Kari, TK, and," Ken sighed, "your Uncle Davis."
"Why don't you and mommy live together?"
Ken never did want to answer that question. How do you tell a child that you never liked her mother, and that she was an accident?
"Your mother and I were friends through school. When we had you, she and I decided to live separately because I travel too much. Besides, Aunt Sora lives with your mother."
"Was Uncle Davis older or younger than you?"
Again, Ken had to hold back tears. //How does the mere mentioning of his name set me off? Why couldn't we have just stayed together? It's his fault this happened.//
"Well, your Uncle Davis was just like your Aunt Sora. He and I were really good friends that lived together, but when you were born, he moved out."
"So you were roommates?"
Ken laughed. So that was what Sora and Yolei had told their daughter about why they lived together.
"Yeah. Something like that."
"So why are you and mommy living togehter now?"
Ken closed the photo album. He didn't want to accept Davis's death, much less explain what death was to a three year old.
"Uncle Davis went to heaven. That's why I came home from America early, and that's why your mother is living with us for a little while. Uncle Davis and I were very close, and she is going to help me take care of you for a while so I can honor Davis's memory correctly."
"Oh." Saiora stood up as Yolei opened the door to Ken's apartment. Koushiro followed her in, and smiled as he saw Ken sitting on the couch holding the photo album.
"Hi Ken." Koushiro smiled as he walked over to the couch. "I know this probably isn't the most appropriate time to be asking this, but I wanted to know how the American deals went through."
"Gomen, I should have told you about them when I first came off the plane."
Koushiro shook his head. "No, you had other things on your mind. It's all right." The older man stated as he sat down next to Ken. Saiora jumped from the couch and trotted over to her mother. "Do you want to talk about the American deal?
"Yeah." Ken sighed. "We really didn't discuss much. It seems they have the same intentions we do. I wanted to ask you about the idea of merging Ichizumi Net with them, but it slipped my mind."
"No problem. We'll have to take this to the board anyway. Did you tell them that?"
"I don't know. I'm not too sure what happened at the last lunch we had, other than I made a total fool of myself."
Koushiro laughed nervously. "Yeah, Yamato didn't think to check what time it would be in LA before he called. He just thought you would want to be the first to know."
"KEN ICHIJOUJI DOES NOT LIKE IT WHEN OTHERS MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A FOOL!"
Koushiro backed away from Ken. The outburst was very out of character.
"Ken, we didn't think you'd want to be the last to know!"
Ken threw the photo album as he stood up. He didn't need this interrogation. They were trying to frame him for a crime he did not commit. As far as he was concerned, the Digimon Emperor was at fault.
"Get out." Ken growled as he pointed at the door. "I have to go inform Veemon that his partner is dead."
"Ken, listen to me!" Koushiro screamed as he grabbed Ken's slight shoulders. "Veemon doesn't exist! Neither does Wormmon! The person who killed Davis reset the Digital World!" Koushiro sighed, lettin go of Ken's shoulders. "I was going to ask you to help me try to fix it, but it's apparent you don't want to help us at all." He chuckled. "You're no Digidestined. You've always been the Emperor. No wonder we had a hell of a time destroying those control spires. You were probably making more as we knocked them down."
Ken clenched his fists as he stared his business partner in the eyes.
"You don't know what it's like to live up to some God-forsaken standards just to please your God-damned parents because you wished your brother dead! You've never been a fucking national star! You've never had to deal with the pain and lonliness that comes with all of this!"
Koushiro laughed.
"I don't know about living up to standards? You at least had parents! My so-called parents wanted me to be so God-damned perfect all the time! Then they met you, and even though I was already as perfect as I could be, I had to be better! They met the fucking child genius and thought I wasn't good enough anymore!"
There was an ackward silence, then both Ken and Koushiro laughed. They always argued like this. No matter the subject, it always ended up coming down to a comparison of who had the worst childhood.
Koushiro hugged Ken. "I'll call the board and let them know what's going on. You take it easy. Do you want Mimi to come over and make you dinner?"
Again, they both laughed.
"You do realize that Mimi and cook don't belong in the same sentence." They both walked toward the door. "Since Yolei's here, do you want to bring your family over for dinner?"
"Yeah. I'll tell Mimi when I get home." Koushiro smiled as he walked out of the apartment. "Think about what I said. If you want to help me try to bring the Digital World back to the present, let me know. Who knows, maybe somehow by changing time back, we can bring Davis back."
Ken smiled. "Arigato. I'll see you later."