Here's the final installment of this fic! Lemme know if ya want it to either
a.) continue or b.) have an alternate ending because even though I loved it
when I intially wrote it.... now it just seems like something totally
predictable as to what I'd write. But lemme know what ya think.
*hugs*
mew, who's dorm just sprung a leak.... and it's from a spot where there's
DEFINATELY three other floors above me..... And it's also coming from a
light.....
"How was school today Ken?" Miyako sighed as she spoke in to the
microphone attached to her computer. "Daisuke was just named captain of the
soccer team, since they had to fill your position."
"I don't want to hear about him Miya hun....." Ken growled as he
walked around his room with headset attached. "Daisuke is the equivalent to
the worst swear you can think of.... I don't want to hear such a delicate
flower as yourself speaking that thing's name....."
"Oh... sorry.... Well, what are you doing tonight?"
"Trying to clear my name still." Ken sighed as he lifted his brother's
katana from its rack on the wall above his computer desk. "Somehow the rumors
that he started leaked in to the private schools as well.... I'll never have
a normal life again."
"Do you want me to come over? I haven't seen you in ages."
"No, no...." Ken sighed as he observed the blade in his hands, testing
it against his thumb and smiling as a small trail of blood formed where the
blade had been pushed against his ivory skin. "I think I'd like to spend my
evening alone...."
"Oh, okay...." Miyako sighed as she backed away from her computer
screen. Ken had taken Daisuke's slander attack much harder than she had
expected- harder than anyone expected- Daisuke included. The newest captain
of the soccer team had apologized immensely to Miyako after Ken moved back to
private school, and she even considered him a friend again. "Call me if you
need anything love."
"I've got everything I need right now Miyako. I love you. Remember
that."
Miyako's eyes grew wide at the tone of Ken's voice as the connection
was broken. He was up to something.... this was the Ken from their days as
children, back when he was still brooding over Osamu's death and trying to
control the entire Digital World for the sheer sport of it.
"Mom! I"m going out!" She called to whoever was listening in her
family's apartment. Something was wrong with Ken, and she was going to go
make sure he didn't do anything stupid.
To Daisuke, it was any other morning.... he woke up, took a shower,
fixed his hair to look like he'd not done a thing to it after waking up, and
headed to school to sit in the commons area waiting for classes to begin. The
other students still ignored him, less Takeru and Hikari would would say
formalities before passing him quickly to sit with the more popular members
of their grade, but none of this bothered him. He was their soccer star, and
when he was out on the field, he received the attention he deserved as such,
especially now since 'The Rocket' had left that position open for anyone's
taking.
As he stretched in his seat on the window ledge, a troubling sight
caught the corner of his eye. Miyako was being escorted by, or was escorting,
he wasn't sure yet, two police officers toward him. Sighing as he stood,
Daisuke walked over to the girl and the two policemen.
"Is something wrong Miyako?"
"Ken's dead."
Daisuke just stared at the girl, wondering what she had been talking
about. "And why does this concern me Miya?"
One of the police officers reached in to his shirt pocket, retrieving
a piece of scribbled on computer paper, handing it to Daisuke. As the
mahogany haired young man read through the suicide note, all of the reasons
for Ken's demise pointed back to Daisuke- he was even able to relate Osamu's
death, Oekawa's informing him to take Osamu's place as a chosen child, and
ultimately, the creation of the Kaiser back to Dai.
"We'd like to take you in for questioning son." The other officer
stated as he placed a hand on Daisuke's shoulder, directing the numb boy
toward the door where the cruiser sat outside to take them all back to the
station.
Miyako sat outside of the interrogation room as the officers screamed
threats and questions at Daisuke, who instead of confessing to the crimes
against Ken he had been accused of, cried. Ken had killed himself, Daisuke
kept pleading, and that nothing that he could have done would have stopped
the former child genius from ending his life on that day or in that way at a
later date. He tried to explain that even the flier incident a few weeks
prior at school was nothing more than helping Ken come out of the closet,
since the deceased had been more than just friends with Daisuke since they
had met.
So after the six hour session that proved absolutely nothing, Daisuke
emerged from the room escorted by the officers looking more broken than ever.
Immediately, Miyako hurried over to him, taking him in her arms for support,
leading him back outside where they could walk home.
It was hard for Miyako to not say anything to Daisuke through the
seven block walk to where he lived, especially with him being in the state he
was in. As she was about to leave him and walk back across town, Daisuke did
the unthinkable. He wrapped his arms around her, making sure she couldn't
move away from him as he rested his head on her shoulder to cry.
"I wouldn't have even said anything to him if I would have known how
much it upset him Miya.... you know that, right?"
The light purple haired girl sighed as she stopped her struggling to
free herself from his grasp and instead rubbed his back trying to stop the
tears that were coming in violent sobs from him. "I know that Dai.... just...
Ken was fragile, and you knew it."
"I was SICK of being the back up for when you weren't around
Miyako.... He never loved me.... he USED me.... for five years, he USED me."
Miyako couldn't believe what she was planning on doing. Placing a hand
on Daisuke's chin, she lifted his face to hers, nibbling on his lower lip
before pulling away slowly and letting the young man go back to crying on her
shoulder. "If I would have broken up with him Dai, he'd still be alive. You
meant more to him than any of us... and you know it."
"They why wouldn't he just accept me?"
Miyako sighed as she started leading him up the stairs to his family's
apartment. "I don't think he was as strong as he wanted us to believe
Dai...."
Three days later, all of the former chosen children showed up to pay
their respects to the young man that had been the bain of their existence in
the Digital World many years ago. Even Micheal and Wallace, the two Americans
that had been involved in the control spire destruction, and Rosa, the
Mexican girl who adored Ken during that time showed up to the event,
partially because of Mimi's urging.
"I didn't know they all cared so much...." Miyako whispered as tears
started welling in her eyes as she clung to Daisuke, the young man wrapping
an arm protectively around her much to the unapproving glances of a few of
the spectators. "I didn't even think Iori would show up.... he HATED Ken...."
"Iori knows about loss though Miya...." Daisuke whispered as he buried
his face in her hair, taking in her scent as he hugged her tighter. "He's a
good kid and wouldn't want to see you hurt because of this."
"Dai...." Miyako sighed as she moved to look in to his mahogany eyes.
"I thought you only liked the boys...." A slight nudge of her leg against him
quickly brought color to his cheeks as well as control over all situations
back. If they were in a different situation, Miyako might have tried to
entice him more, but Ken, their mutual lover, wasn't even buried yet.
"That's always what I've said."
Smirking, Miyako walked away from him, heading toward Mimi and Micheal
and their four month old son. "What about you crush on Hikari?"
"HEY!" Daisuke growled as he hurried over to Miyako and grabbed her
shoulder turning her around to face him. "That was when we were kids Miya!
Besides.... Why would I want a female anyway? They're just.... too high
maintenance."
"Just keep telling yourself that Dai." With a wink, Miyako left
Daisuke standing in the middle of the funeral home dumbfounded.
a.) continue or b.) have an alternate ending because even though I loved it
when I intially wrote it.... now it just seems like something totally
predictable as to what I'd write. But lemme know what ya think.
*hugs*
mew, who's dorm just sprung a leak.... and it's from a spot where there's
DEFINATELY three other floors above me..... And it's also coming from a
light.....
"How was school today Ken?" Miyako sighed as she spoke in to the
microphone attached to her computer. "Daisuke was just named captain of the
soccer team, since they had to fill your position."
"I don't want to hear about him Miya hun....." Ken growled as he
walked around his room with headset attached. "Daisuke is the equivalent to
the worst swear you can think of.... I don't want to hear such a delicate
flower as yourself speaking that thing's name....."
"Oh... sorry.... Well, what are you doing tonight?"
"Trying to clear my name still." Ken sighed as he lifted his brother's
katana from its rack on the wall above his computer desk. "Somehow the rumors
that he started leaked in to the private schools as well.... I'll never have
a normal life again."
"Do you want me to come over? I haven't seen you in ages."
"No, no...." Ken sighed as he observed the blade in his hands, testing
it against his thumb and smiling as a small trail of blood formed where the
blade had been pushed against his ivory skin. "I think I'd like to spend my
evening alone...."
"Oh, okay...." Miyako sighed as she backed away from her computer
screen. Ken had taken Daisuke's slander attack much harder than she had
expected- harder than anyone expected- Daisuke included. The newest captain
of the soccer team had apologized immensely to Miyako after Ken moved back to
private school, and she even considered him a friend again. "Call me if you
need anything love."
"I've got everything I need right now Miyako. I love you. Remember
that."
Miyako's eyes grew wide at the tone of Ken's voice as the connection
was broken. He was up to something.... this was the Ken from their days as
children, back when he was still brooding over Osamu's death and trying to
control the entire Digital World for the sheer sport of it.
"Mom! I"m going out!" She called to whoever was listening in her
family's apartment. Something was wrong with Ken, and she was going to go
make sure he didn't do anything stupid.
To Daisuke, it was any other morning.... he woke up, took a shower,
fixed his hair to look like he'd not done a thing to it after waking up, and
headed to school to sit in the commons area waiting for classes to begin. The
other students still ignored him, less Takeru and Hikari would would say
formalities before passing him quickly to sit with the more popular members
of their grade, but none of this bothered him. He was their soccer star, and
when he was out on the field, he received the attention he deserved as such,
especially now since 'The Rocket' had left that position open for anyone's
taking.
As he stretched in his seat on the window ledge, a troubling sight
caught the corner of his eye. Miyako was being escorted by, or was escorting,
he wasn't sure yet, two police officers toward him. Sighing as he stood,
Daisuke walked over to the girl and the two policemen.
"Is something wrong Miyako?"
"Ken's dead."
Daisuke just stared at the girl, wondering what she had been talking
about. "And why does this concern me Miya?"
One of the police officers reached in to his shirt pocket, retrieving
a piece of scribbled on computer paper, handing it to Daisuke. As the
mahogany haired young man read through the suicide note, all of the reasons
for Ken's demise pointed back to Daisuke- he was even able to relate Osamu's
death, Oekawa's informing him to take Osamu's place as a chosen child, and
ultimately, the creation of the Kaiser back to Dai.
"We'd like to take you in for questioning son." The other officer
stated as he placed a hand on Daisuke's shoulder, directing the numb boy
toward the door where the cruiser sat outside to take them all back to the
station.
Miyako sat outside of the interrogation room as the officers screamed
threats and questions at Daisuke, who instead of confessing to the crimes
against Ken he had been accused of, cried. Ken had killed himself, Daisuke
kept pleading, and that nothing that he could have done would have stopped
the former child genius from ending his life on that day or in that way at a
later date. He tried to explain that even the flier incident a few weeks
prior at school was nothing more than helping Ken come out of the closet,
since the deceased had been more than just friends with Daisuke since they
had met.
So after the six hour session that proved absolutely nothing, Daisuke
emerged from the room escorted by the officers looking more broken than ever.
Immediately, Miyako hurried over to him, taking him in her arms for support,
leading him back outside where they could walk home.
It was hard for Miyako to not say anything to Daisuke through the
seven block walk to where he lived, especially with him being in the state he
was in. As she was about to leave him and walk back across town, Daisuke did
the unthinkable. He wrapped his arms around her, making sure she couldn't
move away from him as he rested his head on her shoulder to cry.
"I wouldn't have even said anything to him if I would have known how
much it upset him Miya.... you know that, right?"
The light purple haired girl sighed as she stopped her struggling to
free herself from his grasp and instead rubbed his back trying to stop the
tears that were coming in violent sobs from him. "I know that Dai.... just...
Ken was fragile, and you knew it."
"I was SICK of being the back up for when you weren't around
Miyako.... He never loved me.... he USED me.... for five years, he USED me."
Miyako couldn't believe what she was planning on doing. Placing a hand
on Daisuke's chin, she lifted his face to hers, nibbling on his lower lip
before pulling away slowly and letting the young man go back to crying on her
shoulder. "If I would have broken up with him Dai, he'd still be alive. You
meant more to him than any of us... and you know it."
"They why wouldn't he just accept me?"
Miyako sighed as she started leading him up the stairs to his family's
apartment. "I don't think he was as strong as he wanted us to believe
Dai...."
Three days later, all of the former chosen children showed up to pay
their respects to the young man that had been the bain of their existence in
the Digital World many years ago. Even Micheal and Wallace, the two Americans
that had been involved in the control spire destruction, and Rosa, the
Mexican girl who adored Ken during that time showed up to the event,
partially because of Mimi's urging.
"I didn't know they all cared so much...." Miyako whispered as tears
started welling in her eyes as she clung to Daisuke, the young man wrapping
an arm protectively around her much to the unapproving glances of a few of
the spectators. "I didn't even think Iori would show up.... he HATED Ken...."
"Iori knows about loss though Miya...." Daisuke whispered as he buried
his face in her hair, taking in her scent as he hugged her tighter. "He's a
good kid and wouldn't want to see you hurt because of this."
"Dai...." Miyako sighed as she moved to look in to his mahogany eyes.
"I thought you only liked the boys...." A slight nudge of her leg against him
quickly brought color to his cheeks as well as control over all situations
back. If they were in a different situation, Miyako might have tried to
entice him more, but Ken, their mutual lover, wasn't even buried yet.
"That's always what I've said."
Smirking, Miyako walked away from him, heading toward Mimi and Micheal
and their four month old son. "What about you crush on Hikari?"
"HEY!" Daisuke growled as he hurried over to Miyako and grabbed her
shoulder turning her around to face him. "That was when we were kids Miya!
Besides.... Why would I want a female anyway? They're just.... too high
maintenance."
"Just keep telling yourself that Dai." With a wink, Miyako left
Daisuke standing in the middle of the funeral home dumbfounded.