Nemesi

Nemesi's note: ^_^ You thought you would never see a fic like this, didn't you? Well, here I am posting a fic where the Kaiser and Ken fight for Daisuke's love!!!!!

This pretty much explains to those of you who are waiting for me to post the second part of my 'My enemy's kiss' what I've been doing, doesn't it?

I hope you won't mind that I got sidetracked…I think this story is worth it! It's original and unusual…^_^;;

I'll be back soon to work on my other fic… ^_^ You know…when I wrote that fic of mine I was utterly inspired and decided to let the moment take me and write a quick Daiken that is kinda bordering on fluffy. Then I received reviews and feedbacks from nearly *all* my favorite Daiken/Kensuke fanfiction writers ever ((You all whom I'm talking about…you know who you are! ^_^))…so I thought I had to write something worth to be read from them!!!! But…that fic is pure feelings…no action, no fights…and since I'm not called Katsura ((the author of Video girl Ai)) I find a little difficult to write about pure fluffiness without…fell into pure fluffiness…@_@

Dear, I'm confusing my self…

Anyway, this fic is dedicated to the one and only Hotaru-chan who has been the first to read (and like =P) this ficcie!!!

As always I hope you won't be mad at me for my grammatical errors...but I'm thinking to go to and English school!! Really!!

I'll do it…

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one day…@_@

Shattered mirror

Part 01 – Awakening

"Ehm, I was thinking...I mean, I thought that…if you aren't doing anything...Look, I was wondering if you could…uhm…come over…We could hang out together…" Daisuke chewed nervously his bottom lip as he heard the sigh from the other end of the line.

"Sorry, Dai, I can't."

Pause.

Sound of hair brushing against the mouthpiece.

Daisuke blinked as he understood his friends was shacking his head. "I truly can't. Maybe some other time, all right? I've to go, now. Bye!"

The tan skinned boy couldn't suppress a soft sigh.

"By---" Then he heard the sound of the receiver hung down. It was a familiar sound for Daisuke, since from quiet some time his friends had started to evade him.

Daisuke couldn't help but sigh again as he carefully set the receiver back down. For how strange this could sound, Daisuke was depressed. The boundless-energy-filled boy who was Daisuke had slipped down in a deep depression.

Now that their quest to save the digital world was over, his best friend-ever, the overexcited ball of blue fur, the little Chibimon was back in his digital homelands.

His parents were on a trip somewhere, and Jun was always out shopping, barely talking to him.

He was completely alone. He felt lost and forgot.

At this thought crossed his mind, Daisuke sighed again, parked himself right in front of his window and stared trough the fogged glass up at the sky.

And his friends, you ask? AH! His so-called friends were all too busy to pay attention to him.

Kari, the girl he still secretly liked was too busy evading all her admirers to care for spend time whit him.

Takeru, his former rival in love, was too busy protecting Kari from her admirers to care for spend time with *anyone*.

Miyako was too busy working on a god-knows-what's-its purpose scientific project of her.

Iory was too busy practicing Kendo.

And Ken?

His best friend, the shy but genial Ken Ichijoiji, was always kind and ready to help the others. But surprisingly, that attitude left him whit no time to hang out whit his best friend.

Daisuke had wrestled with himself over whether to call Ken or not for nearly two hours, but finally decided to do it, even if deep inside he knew how the phone convo would have gone.

He had pictured it all in his mind, and he could swear he had heard Ken say:

"Sorry Dai, I can't" even before he had even dialed the number.

Daisuke flopped down on his bed, eyeing the ceiling. He not only missed his former friends…he missed something else he couldn't quiet classify…something he knew he had lost; something he knew he *needed*, in order to go on. Something that tore his heart apart every time he thought about its lost. Daisuke's eyelids became heavier and he soon lost connection with reality as he feel in a deep slumber. Reaching the only place where he could be with the thing all his being longed for: the insides of his dreams.


* * * * *

Daisuke didn't know for how much he had slept. All he knew was that the annoying sound of the phone ringing had interrupted his wonderful dream.

Daisuke growled as he cracked his eyes open.

If only he could remember that dream all his problems would go away…in this dream he had the thing he needed the most. The thing he couldn't remember when he was awake. Shutting his eyes closed, Daisuke slowly put the receiver up and brought it to his ear.

"Dunno who or what you are," he grumbled as coherently as he could in the receiver. "But I'm busy right now, call me later if you care."

He was about to hang down when the sound of quiet sobs reached his ear and fully awakened him. "Ehy? Who is? What's wrong??" no one replied, but the sobs became louder and more stressed. "What's happening??" he grabbed the phone with both his hands. "Ehy??"

"…Daisuke…?" came from the other end of the line.

"Who…" it took Daisuke less than a second to recognize the voice, even if it was masked by the tears. "Ken??" Daisuke shot up on his feet, hardening his grab around the receiver. "What happened?? Ken, are you all right?"

Oh, God…tell me you're all right, Ken…. Daisuke thought.

"Oh, Daisuke…" Ken burst into tears again and Daisuke patiently waited for his friend to calm down, shooting senseless words of comfort in the phone. "Daisuke…he is back…he is back!!" Ken's voiced raised from a mere whisper to a loud cry.

"Who?! Ken who is back? Ken, calm down I can't…"

"The Kaiser." Ken's smooth, quiet voice froze Daisuke in his spot. His mind went white; then, a nervous grin slowly twitched the right corner of his mouth.

"Man…you're…you're joking, right?" Only the silence answered Daisuke and the goggled boy found his knees go weak under the heaviness of Ken's revelation. "Oh, God…" he murmured.

He shook his head. Somehow that didn't seem quite right. In a way, he thought the Kaiser couldn't be back, but he wasn't really sure why. There was something about the Kaiser's return…

Daisuke shook that thoughts away and trying to sound knowing about what to do, he shouted.

"Ken? Are you still there? Who else know abut this?"

"…everyone…" Daisuke's heart sank as he realized he had been the last to know. Shacking this out from his head, Daisuke spoke again:

"All right, let's met all at…" he looked around, his mind racing. "My place his good for you?" A muffled sound came from Ken and Daisuke supposed it was his 'yes'.

"All right, come here as soon as possible, I'll call the others, right?"

"…right…" he sniffled.

"And Ken?"

"...yes…?"

"Don't worry…I'll be with you always…" Daisuke's voice softened incredibly. Then he blinked as he heard the click and the dial tone from the other end of the line.

Had Ken heard him?

Had he *cared* to hear him??
"DAMN!!" Daisuke shouted as he slammed down the phone.

* * * * *

When the doorbell rang, Daisuke rushed full force toward the front door, tripping and slipping all the way. As he arrived he could barely stop and he prevented miraculously to crash into the door.

"Guys!" he shouted as he opened the door to let them in. They all entered, their eyes hooked on Ken's shaking form. His pale face, his red and puffy eyes, the tremble that racked his tiny body…his appearance was the one of a broken Angel.

Daisuke sighed and tried to chase away the strange wave of sadness and guilty that washed over him as he looked at the broken expression on Ken's handsome face. Taking a deep breath in, Daisuke looked around at the others.

There were all the new digidestined: Kari, T.K., Iori, Miyako, Ken, Gatomon…Ehy! Wait a moment!! All the digimon were back in the digital world, so what the hell was Gatomon doing there?! After a brief moment of shock, Daisuke expressed his doubt aloud, only to be greeted whit a:

"And who do you think tell us about the Kaiser?" from a slightly pissed Miyako.

"So, the Kaiser is back?" Daisuke shrugged, feeling even more stupid.

"Yeah" The cat-like digimon hissed, eyeing Ken. "And someone here should know *very* well…"

"I…I…I don't know what he did…" Ken started, only to be scared away by the cat's claws pointed dangerously at him.

"You…" she hissed. Daisuke wanted to step between them, to protect Ken, but Miyako beat him.

"Leave him alone, Gatomon…" she said "it's not like this is his fault."

Daisuke's bottom lip trembled as he noticed the warm hand Miyako had placed on Ken's shoulder. And the tremble grew harder as he noticed how they were discussing how to proceed without casting him a single glimpse.

Was he so useless to them?

Daisuke closed his eyes and felt the tears built up.

Damn! He was a leader and leaders don't cry!! EVER!!! He couldn't cry in front of them! Not now, not ever!!!!

His hands slowly balled into two tight fists, he had started to tremble and his eyes were squinted hardly.

Forcing himself to breath slowly, Daisuke opened his eyes, which were burning whit a steady flame, and placed them on the computer on Jun's desk.

"LET'S GO!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. The others looked down at him in quiet shock. "WE *HAVE* TO GO TO THE DIGITAL WORLD AND UNDERSTAND WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!"

Miyako blinked at him, before share a look whit the others: "Maybe he is right…standing here talking isn't the best way to solve our problems…" the other digidestined reluctantly nodded and followed Daisuke toward the computer.

"We're coming…" he hissed, trough his grinned teeth. Reaching out his D-3 in front of the monitor he shouted:

"DIGI-PORT OPEN!!!!!"

The lights flickered before the room filled with the familiar bluish light. Then it flashed black which was definitely strange, and swirled around them, and a second later they were gone.

* * * * *

Ken Ichijouji awoke to the sound of a quiet voice whispering lovingly his name, which was extremely rare in the digital lands. He sat up, opened groggily his purplish eyes and blinked them several times to adjust his vision. Something had gone wrong during the trip to the digital world: during the passage between the two worlds some kind of wave had separated them all, sending them to land who-know-how-far one from another. Slowly sitting up, Ken looked around. He was in a forest, but he didn't recognize it.

"Great…" he muttered, when he remembered the voice he had thought to heard while waking up. After looking around in the midnight moonlight for a couple of minutes, Ken just raised an eyebrow and shrugged it away: no one was there.

"Oh, Keee-een??" came the taunting voice. The purple haired boy looked around frantically, but no one was there.

"Who is there?"

"Hmpf, Ken…" the voice owner paused, amused beyond words. "Don't you recognize me?"

"I…I…" Ken slowly stood up, a little scared, and moved backward till he had his back against an old three. His eyes were shifting trough the deep vegetation, searching for the voice's owner. "I don't know you…"

"KEN!" the voice shouted in rage, then a little pause followed. "C'mon…doesn't my voice ring any bell to you?" the voice was tauntingly sugary. Ken blinked, taken aback.

Did he really know who was talking?

To tell the truth, that voice was quiet familiar to him…but it was filtered by a rage and bitterness that Ken felt didn't belong there. The former Kaiser didn't reply anything for a while and soon a loud, disappointed sigh could be heard.

"Ken…I truly believe you would recognize me instantly…" a little giggle escaped the mysterious person's mouth. "He will be very sad…he trusted you…"

"I…" Ken pinned his back against the three harder, while his mind raced full speed, trying to remember *where* he had heard that voice before. His eyes were jumping around, still searching, when the mysterious voice resounded again.

"All right, then…I'll give you a little clue" a quiet slash sound broke the sudden moment of silence. Ken tried to take a step backward, but he just ended up pinning his head against the wooden surface behind him. The disturbing sound hit his ears again, making a cold shiver run down his spine.

It was the sound of a whip slashing the ground.

"C'mon now, don't you recognize me?" he teased expectantly.

"K-Kaiser…?" The voice owner broke in an evil sneer that echoed trough the whole forest.

"Yes." He finally replied, clearly amused.

Ken's head whirled. He was sure he couldn't be there. But how could he not be there? Wasn't he a part of Ken himself?

The purple haired boy was about to say something when a voice called him out his confusion. He swirled around and saw Miyako and Hikari running frantically toward him, with Gatomon and Hawkmon at their sides.

"…Toys!" Exclaimed the Kaiser, his voice coloring whit a hint of delight.

"W-What…?" Ken couldn't believe it. Did the Kaiser…did *him* just called his friends *toys*?!

The sound of the Kaiser's hands clapping enthusiastically resounded in the little wood and Ken found his eyes jumping around in search of the noise's source.

"New toys for me!" The Kaiser repeated, literally paralyzing Ken. Widening his eyes, the astonished boy slowly slid down until he was sitting on the grassy ground. As the wind rose to carry away the Kaiser's glacial sneer, he heaved a shaky sigh, closing his eyes and tilting his head up. He held his breath until he almost lost consciousness. He gasped for breath only when the soft voice startled him.

"Ken…?"

He looked up into a pair of soft hazel eyes in a heart shaped face framed by short brown hair.

"…Hi-Hikari…" Ken managed in a breath, his heart racing whit fear.

Fear to be forced to hurt his own friends. His *only* friends.

"Are you okay?" She asked, her voice filled whit pure concern as she moved her hand to rest on top of Ken's. He jerked it away from her, looking at her face wide-eyed. She just blinked before she sat down on the ground beside him.

"Something happened?" He shook his head whit force. Then looked up at Miyako who was kneeling down next to him.

"You know…you can tell us, Ken…" she murmured as she tentatively moved her hand toward Ken's shacking shoulder.

"DON'T YOU DARE TO TOUCH HIM, YOU PATETIC LITTLE LASS!" The voice shouted in rage, causing Miyako's hand to jerk away. The three digidestined looked up at once, Ken both amused and shocked that they had heard *him* as well as he did.

Wasn't *he* supposed to be only a voice in his head??

"…Who…?" Miyako tried, while Hikari moved one hand toward Ken.

"DON'T EVEN TRY IT, LITTLE BITCH!" The Digimon Emperor stepped from behind a tree and glared at the three digidestined through his shades. "If you lay a hand on him, I swear you'll regret the day you were born." he hissed quietly.

"K-Kaiser…?" Hikari was the only one with enough strength to talk.

"The one and only…" he grinned, strangely full of himself. Both Miyako and Hikari's shocked looks laid on Ken, as he looked bewildered up at the one in front of him.

The hair, the cloak, the boots, the whip, the shades…that was *him*!!! Without questions!!! Even if he was immersed in the deep shadows of the night, Ken couldn't stop from recognizing the one in front of him as the Digimon Kaiser. The one he had seen reflected in the mirror for who-knows-how-long after he had discovered the digital universe.

"K-Kaiser…" Ken gulped tensely.

"Ken…" he grinned as he walked toward the purple haired boy slowly. Ken blinked up at him. Saying he was confused meant putting it lightly. He was bemused beyond words. His usually lucid brain was blurred and he couldn't even think.

Ken shook his head fiercely, freeing himself from the dizzy feeling.

"You! What are you doing here? You don't exist! You were only a part of my being…a part I erased! I erased you myself!" He stood up and backed away from his former old self.

"You did, didn't you…?"

Ken frowned slightly. So, was the Kaiser a ghost? He immediately discarded the idea, since he didn't believe in that sort of things. He fell deeper in his thoughts as the previous wave of anger passed, leaving him confused once again. He was so lost in thought he didn't notice the Kaiser had walked closer till he felt his hands cup his chin. Ken looked up but didn't moved away form the Kaiser's hand.

There was…"something" about his touch.

It was so… special.

Words couldn't describe it.

Ken felt something was happening inside his heart and mind. He quickly jerked away as the Kaiser spoke again.

"So perfect, so flawless…it's a shame I need to kill you to fully have him…" It felt as if icy water had been splashed on him.

"W-what…?"

The Kaiser stepped back, his cloak dancing gracefully around his tiny body. "You really don't understand, do you?" The Kaiser blinked and a grin played on his lips as a confused look appeared on Ken's face. "You can be a genius Ichijouji, but you're pretty dense when it comes to feelings, uh?" this took Ken aback, and he could only blink, just as Miyako and Hikari. The two girls couldn't even move as the two "Ken" faced off.

The Kaiser shook his head, his breath coming out his lips in a resigned sigh. Then he looked up at Ken, the force held in his eyes making the purple haired boy stumble backward.

"I'll have the courage to take what you always wanted Ichijouji." He stated quietly. "What don't even you yourself *know* you want." Then he smirked and turned away walking slowly toward the direction he came from. As he reached a big tree he stopped and swirled around, leaning against it whit his arms folded across his chest. "Who is missing right now, 'genius'?"

Ken didn't even need to turn around. "Daisuke…" he whispered. How easily the name slid from Ken's lips! Daisuke wasn't even the only one missing, but then his name came out without hesitation, without a second thought. It seemed that Ken knew what – who-- the Kaiser wanted, cause…

Cause he wanted it –him—too?

No.

Ken was sure of it.

He couldn't want Daisuke.

He just couldn't.

It was the Kaiser that wanted him.

Not Ken.

That couldn't be.

Ken was totally confused. Sure, he and Davis spent a lot of time together, sure they were close, but to say he *wanted* him?

Ken bit his bottom lip sheepishly at the sound of the Kaiser's voice hissing something to him.

"Let's play a little game Ichijouji" Ken was starting to hate the venom-filled way the Kaiser said it.

When Ken looked up he found that the Kaiser had somehow climbed up on of the branches of the old tree and was looking down at Ken whit great interest. The bearer of the crest of kindness looked at the evil tyrant into the eyes.

Were them *his* eyes? *Ken's*eyes?

No…they weren't…

Those eyes were completely different form his own…

They were the Kaiser's eyes.

Two deep pools that held mysterious dark secrets as bright holy truths.

Ken started to drown into those depths and saw himself looking back at him whit tens of emotions held back.

Cold emotions like rage and anger, which didn't belong there, Ken noticed.

And warmer ones like longing and hope, which didn't belong there either.

What was the truth behind those eyes? Who was the soul hidden behind the heavy shades? Where did he belong? Could really something so beautiful belong to the darkness?

Or maybe was the darkness that belonged to him? Maybe wasn't the boy the one who has been made for the shadows…maybe the shadows, the night, Darkness itself has been made only to belong to him. Only to be with him and hug him in its fateful hands.

To rock and protect him from the dawn to the sunset, hiding him from the moment the mist of morning appeared till the time when the moon kissed the sky, when the young spirit could fly free.

It was the Kaiser's voice that snapped Ken out his intent staring.

"Let's play a little game…the one who will reach him first, will have him." Then he laughed and vanished in the deep vegetation, his cold sneer resounding in the air.

He had a good reason to laugh thought, cause for how fast they could be to find Daisuke, they could never be faster than him since he already had made his Daisuke's mind, soul, heart and body.

* * * * *

Daisuke's eyes fluttered open. He moaned softly as he tried unsuccessfully to drift back into sleep, to reach again the place where he could be with what he needed. Squinting his eyes shut before blink them groggily, Daisuke notice there was *something* above him. When his chocolate brown eyes focused, he recognized the sparkling ones which were looking down at him with care and amusement.

"…What the hell am I doing whit my head on your lap?" Daisuke asked after the situation sank fully in his still groggy brain.

The eyes above him sparkled even more as he spoke: "Gee…happy to see you too, Daisuke…" he teased.

Feeling a lot better but still kind of tired, Daisuke sat up and as he did, he discovered he was in a large clearing. As far as eyes could see there were rainbow colored flowers, whispering softly in the tender breeze. Daisuke blinked slowly his eyes, unable to believe he wasn't still in his dream. Unconsciously running a hand trough the silky grass, Daisuke plucked a flower and brought it to his nose.

Its fragrance filled his nose with an inebriating scent. Shifting his eyes trough the field of flowers, tens of emotions ran trough his soul, and Daisuke couldn't deny this unfamiliar corner of the digital world resembled sensibly the place in his dreams.

Slightly turning his head, Daisuke smiled and turned his attention fully to his savior, who was still smiling at him, the dawn's sunlight making his eyes sparkling.

"I think you saved me, ne?" the other boy shrugged and Daisuke, still caught in the dreamy sight's spell, replied in his softest voice: "Thank you…thank you a lot, Takeru…"

Takeru was taken aback.

He had never seen a smile so gentle on that dark face... Takeru didn't think those lips could really twitch in something different from goofy grins or proud smirks…he remained silent as he noticed the mesmerizing way Daisuke's eyes were sparkling. There were something about the boy in front of him that wasn't quiet normal…he couldn't put his fingers on it, but he *knew* something was definitely wrong whit the tan skinned boy.

Daisuke was the one to break the eye contact as he looked around in search of the others.

"We've been separated during the journey…do you remember that strange wave?" Daisuke nodded slowly as he brought his attention back to the blonde. "I landed in a lake" The blonde boy trailed off when he noticed the other boy was starting to laugh. "AT LEAST IT DIDN'T TOOK ME THE WHOLE NIGHT TO RECOVER!!" he pointed, flushed. Daisuke managed to turn his laugh into a cough and waved his hand. "Anyway when I came out of the lake…" Daisuke chocked out a little and Takeru couldn't stop himself from flashing him a murderous glare, which immediately calmed the goggled boy. "I wandered around till I found Iori…he had landed on a rock…one of his arm is covered in scratches and he have a couple of bruises, but he'll survive." Daisuke didn't even try to hide his sigh of relief and then turned toward Takeru.

"And the others?" the blonde shrugged.

"I've been able to find only you…here, in this field some hours ago…" then a smirk appeared on his lips. "…you didn't seem willingly to awake, Dai…what were you dreaming of?" Daisuke blushed and held his breath.

"I…I…I…" he stuttered, searching for a good excuse. "I…uhm…I…"

"Were you dreaming of Hikari-chan?"

"NO!" he cried, before even realize it "I mean…yeah, sure…who-who wouldn't?" he smiled nervously and tried to stood up. As he was on his feet, Daisuke patted his clothes to clean them and looked down to a blinking Takeru. "What?"

"Are you all right?" Daisuke nodded and Takeru hurried to explain. "I mean, no aftershocks of the landing?" Daisuke's eyes grew wide as he replied whit a tiny 'no'.

"Maybe the flowers attenuated my fall…"

"I don't think so…" Iori walked up to the two slight older boys, his arms loose at his sides. "When we found you…you were standing perfectly still…with your arms along your sides and your legs slightly parted…" he paused as he noticed the look of confusion on the two boys' faces. "Someone laid you there." He stated quietly.

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To be continued in part 02: Acceptance

So? What do you think?? Do I need a life?? Well…uhm…maybe ^.^;;