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EPILOGUE: ALL THE PRETTY HORSES
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This time when Daisuke tumbled out of the Digiport everything seemed right. The oak tree was back in front of the school, all the buildings were the right colors, and the subway fare to Ken's house was the same number of yen that it had always been.
Hikari had just been and gone from Ken's apartment. She had finally cajoled him into leaving the computer lab, where he had nearly spent the first night; now she offered condolences and hope (though that was Takeru's department), as well as assurances that Daisuke could indeed take care of himself, no matter how much she was worried herself.
So Ken was sitting in his desk chair, all alone in his bedroom, arms hanging limply to the sides and eyes fixed unwaveringly forward when the doorbell rang.
In a wild moment of hope and intuition, he sprang up and raced into the hallway, skidding to an abrupt halt on the small carpet placed directly in front of the door.
"Daisuke!" Ken's eyes went wide as he saw who was indeed on the other side of the door. The redhead was leaning against the doorframe, out of breath, golden skin radiant in the half-light, cheeks flushed with the chilly evening air. A joyous smile lit up his face as he took in the sight of the boy in front of him like a drowning man to air.
"Ken…" he said breathlessly, unable to help tracking the line of the taller boy's jaw with his fingers. "I need to talk to you," he added, eyes conveying all the love he was capable of.
"Come in," Ken said, equally as breathless, as he beckoned Daisuke to enter, closing the door against the cold.
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END EPILOGUE; END OF STORY
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.:.o.:. A/N .:.o.:.
Point One:
You may not believe it, but this was incredibly hard to write. T'was an arduous emotional slog, let me tell you. I had to stop and cry several times and worry that one of my friends was going to die. ~_~ For some reason I keep writing these stories where someone has to leave the ones they love behind…I dunno, maybe it's subconscious but I'm going to college next year, and all my friends are going different places, and I'll be leaving everything I know – so who knows, maybe it's a reflection on how I'm feeling a lot of the time. I'm sure that's why writing this was so hard and so depressing.
Point Two:
Gah. I don't know how cemeteries and stuff work in Japan, and I frankly didn't want to take the time to figure it out. I think most people are cremated, since there really isn't a lot of room on the islands for lots of cemeteries…but what of Osamu's was Ken visiting in that one episode of 02? Was it his grave? Or a shrine? I don't know.
Point Three:
Hehe, I got most of the theories of alternate realities from various sci-fi TV shows – mainly Stargate SG-1. If anyone's familiar with the show, you have to remember the episode "There But For the Grace of God" (best episode ever in the series, in my opinion) – Daniel Jackson goes through this mirror…device…thing on another planet and accidentally steps into an alternate reality. It's just too cool. (I wuv Danny-boy…is it a coincidence that he looks just like me? o_O)
Point Four:
Just don't ask what the title of the epilogue means. I really have no idea. I randomly thought of it and then it wouldn't leave me alone.
Point Five:
Ummm…I forgot what I was going to say. Oh well! I won't let it bother me. ^_^ Revieeeeeewwww, pleeeeeeeeeeeeease? *giggles*