Through the Oddest Circumstance

Disclaimer: I don't own any season of Digimon

Chapter 15: Ken Opens his Eyes

Pairings: Mimato, Takari, Jenruki, Kouzumi, Kouyako, Taiora, mild Takumi, Ryo/OC and Ken/OC

Takari-san: *jumps of a cliff then climbs up again* I'M SORRY! I HAVEN'T UPDATED FOR 2 MONTH++ I was actually supposed to continue around early March, but I got caught up in my latest project then… which was One Week, another Mimato… ^__^;; I'm really sorry… I guess my creativity, which was a lot when I began on that project got sucked dry… ^__^;; Well, anyway, I still hope you read this… I will try to update sooner (now that there's no classes and everything…)

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Koushiro panted, coughing out blood also clutching wounded arm, it was almost over, his arms couldn't move any longer… It was only a matter of time until he died, he wiped away the tears that threatened to fall right away. He looked Miyako who was holding back the tears, even if she didn't remember anything about Koushiro, it was obvious that he was protecting her… whoever she was before… she must've been a great person to have someone like Koushiro do this for her. She needed to be strong, she told herself, and she needed to urge Koushiro on.

Ken's cold voice echoed around the room, "It's pointless… give up and maybe you'll die a less painful death…"

"I WILL NOT GIVE UP!" Koushiro shouted after that shout coughing out more blood.

Ken looked at the pitiful man in front of him his cold eyes suddenly angered for no reason, "What I hate the most is pathetic people who can't even protect the one they call precious! They are worthless and should vanish from existence!"

Koushiro laughed, "You're sounding like someone who's angry at himself! Why are you acting like that? Were you someone who was too pathetic that you weren't able to protect the one you love? Was it because of that you just want to destroy everyone else's life?"

Ken glared at him lethally, "SHUT UP!" He punched Koushiro swiftly on the face but with rather a huge amount of strength.

"Koushiro-sempai!" Miyako screeched planning to rush to his side.

Koushiro quickly stood up and looked to Miyako's direction, "Iie, Miyako-sama… stay there… I would be able to handle this."

Koushiro smirked, finding out the weak-point of what he thought was a heartless and emotionless man. He grinned, all he had to do was to say his words correctly; this was nothing else but a mind game.

Miyako stopped in her tracks.

Koushiro then faced Ken who had an angered look in his face, "I'm correct, aren't I? You were probably pathetic before and you couldn't protect the one important to you and now, you probably sealed all your emotion and destroy what others have that you and that precious person of yours could have had!"

He blinked, 'That's odd… just one comment and he snaps already…'

"STOP IT! STOP READING MY MIND!" Ken shouted charging towards Koushiro with a not so sane expression on his face.

Koushiro, somehow managing to still have his good speed (he has good speed too, but Takeru still beats him in that section, also he's more of an accuracy expert) was able to evade this careless charge and got to hit him with one of his darts of the neck.

Hitting one of the critical points of the human anatomy (not that critical enough to die) and using a paralysis dart, Ken fell on the floor unconscious.

"I-Is he still alive?" Miyako asked Koushiro as she slowly went closer to Koushiro and the unconscious Ken.

Koushiro felt Ken's pulse and nodded, "Yes, he is still alive, get me a chair will you Miyako? I have to have a talk with him when he wakes up…"

Miyako obliged and brought a wooden chair to Koushiro. He put the unconscious Ken there in a sitting position and tied him up with the rope that he brings along with him everyday, for defense and some missions in stealing.

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"Ken, Ken…" a voice called out.

Ken woke up looking at his surroundings finding two people in front of him checking if he was all right.

"Who are you people!?" he shouted backing away from the two figures.

The female of the two giggled, "Ken, you've always been the joker, haven't you?" Ken looked at the female as his vision cleared. His eyes widened seeing who it was…

"Shizuyo…?" Ken uttered softly.

"Of course that's Shizuyo," the male of the two laughed, "Who else could care for my stubborn little brother like that?"

Ken's eyes widened even more knowing that his big brother was dead long ago, and that was the reason why before, he wanted to be a strong warrior, to be better than his brother, and make him proud as his brother watched up in heaven, "Osamu-nii-chan…?"

Osamu laughed, "The one and only…"

Ken looked that them then turned away quickly, "STAY AWAY FROM ME! I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME BUT TAKE THIS FOR AN ANSWER! NO! NO TO WHATEVER YOU WANT FROM ME!"

"Ken…" Shizuyo approached him trying to calm him down a bit.

Ken slapped her hand, "I said stay away." He glared at her with his cold piercing eyes then she quickly took her hands off.

Osamu had an angered look in his face then slapped his little brother, "You idiot, open your eyes, why don't you?"

Ken touched his cheek, feeling the pain that the slap had caused then his face forming an angered expression, "Why did you do that!? I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Ken reached for his sword but found it missing.

Osamu laughed bitterly, "Your sword wouldn't be there ototo-san, this is not reality, this is a dream and I bet you can't take your sword with you in something like this."

Ken laughed emotionlessly, "So, I knew it… this is a dream, you're already dead. It's funny though, I never had dreams before…"

Osamu arched an eyebrow, "Really now? I know of that young man who came up to me when I was training for battle who told me that he dreamed of Shizuyo again, that he was sure that it was a sign that they're soul mates."

"You died soon after that in battle, correct Osamu-san?" Shizuyo asked him.

Ken grunted seeing that this conversation was stupid, it was as if he was conversing with himself, since this was HIS dream.

The carbon copy of Ken (referring to Osamu) nodded, "But that doesn't have anything to do with me."

"Just make me wake up already, when I wake up; I'm sure to regain my sanity when I get back… I will force myself to do so." Ken told the two.

"You call yourself in reality sane? Then surely, I don't know what insane must be… Killing without any reason and just for the sake of ruining other people's live…?" Osamu snickered, "That surely isn't sane."

"What would you understand anyway? All your life you probably never felt suffering, you were excellent in every way and wasn't stabbed emotionally. Even when you died, you died a good death. Until now, you are being called a hero." Ken told him with a cold look in his eyes.

Shizuyo sighed; she had been trying to pacify the two brothers ever since they began bickering, "Please… Osamu-san, just tell him your purpose and we shall leave Ken, he obviously does not want our company."

Osamu glared at Ken then sighed, "I doubt it would be of any use anyway. I thought I could bring Ken back to his senses, but he has fallen too deeply into the darkness."

Shizuyo smiled then approached Ken who back away, "I don't think so… I think that Ken still has a heart… Anyway, no matter what, I love Ken-san."

She then gave him a kiss on the cheek.

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"I don't think so… I think that Ken still has a heart… Anyway, no matter what, I love Ken-san."

"SHIZUYO!" Ken shouted finding himself tied up and sitting down on a wooden chair. Taking a close look at his surroundings, he also noticed that his sword was far away from him. He was engaged in muttering a string of profanity when a firm grip shook him and forced him to look up.

He looked up and found Koushiro glaring at him.

"I see you're awake…" he muttered harshly to the long blue-haired man in front of him.

Ken glared at him, "What do you want?"

"You're in no position to treat me like that…" Koushiro whispered coldly, "You know what I want… give Miyako-sama back her memories!"

Ken looked away, "I… I don't want to!" he screamed. "Kill me if you want but I will never return them!"

"I don't think so… I think that Ken still has a heart… Anyway, no matter what, I love Ken-san."

He screamed remembering his dream that just seemed so, so, so real… "I DO NOT FEEL!"

He had screamed another string of profanities… all in a way related to his heart being nothing else but an empty void. Koushiro, out of shock, backed away from Ken who was maniacally screaming to no one in particular, or maybe to himself… to prove a point, to prove to himself… to convince himself.

"Woah… man, calm down!" Koushiro had punched the outrageously loud and insane Ken to make him calm down or at least shut the hell up. He had been loud and had scared Miyako-sama to just shiver near the corner, thinking Ken was some madman, which was seemingly the case.

Ken continued on screaming not paying attention to the pain that now resided in his right cheek. "I AM NOT—"

"Why don't you just shut the hell up!? Who are you trying to convince anyway? Yourself? Seeing you like that makes it obvious that you are just in denial! Why don't you wake up and smell the sunshine? You felt, you feel and you will feel forever until you die!" Koushiro had exclaimed, and miraculously, as if the heaven's heard Koushiro's sudden uproar, Ken shut up like magic.

"I… I…" he had stuttered, "I still love her…"

Koushiro looked at Ken with a confused gaze, "Who…?"

Ken laughed bitterly, "Who am I fooling? Heartless? Emotionless? I am far from being that way… all I know is that I'm just a emotional git that can never let go of the pass, who broods with no end and cherishes all those memories as if those are the only things I have."

Koushiro sighed knowing that the Ken that sat tied up into the wooden chair in front of him was no longer the blood-thirsty killer a while ago, "Oi, oi… it's okay… everybody… we have feelings, pains and hardships… it isn't bad to brood on the past… but… I'm asking you a favor, then we'll let you go… I won't chase you or anything like that… Can you please return Miyako-sama's memories?"

"I guess that's what you wanted all along…" Ken snapped his fingers and Miyako (who was standing hear the corner of the room) fell down and fainted, "When she wakes up she will remember… if you don't trust me then see for yourself and wake her up right now. I'll stay here and wait as you do."

Koushiro smiled and shook his head, "No need, I trust you and I believe you… Go, I told you I wouldn't stop you." He handed him the Ice Sword…

Ken took the sword and began to walk away but before that whispered, "Thank you" to Koushiro.

Koushiro smiled then shouted, "Wait…"

Ken paused and turned around, "What is it?" he muttered with an annoyed tone.

"Good luck in moving on…"

"Hn."

***

She fluttered her eyes open seeing onyx orbs right away. She had backed away then saw things clearer, Koushiro knelt in front of her with a worried look on his face.

Suddenly, memories filled her mind and she smiled knowing that she no longer forgotten things that she cherished, her past, her everything, her life… She looked into the onyx orbs that she loved, and he did all those things for her.

"Are you okay Miyako-sama?" Koushiro asked reluctantly touching her pale face.

Miyako had nodded excitedly and dove into Koushiro's arms, tears flowing down her cheeks, "Arigato, arigato!"

He smiled tightening his hug with Miyako, "I'm glad you remember again… I thought my life was over when you forgot everything…"

Miyako breathed the scent of Koushiro's auburn hair, which smelled rather fresh for someone who was fighting, which meant sweating, for quite a while, "Koushiro-sempai…" She rested her head on his shoulders.

No words were needed any longer as they both silently told each other what they felt…

***

Yamato grinned proudly as he looked at the pile of fallen soldiers that laid unconscious/dead in front of him, he had managed to beat quite a number of people. He grinned playing with his hair, at the same time punching a face of an enemy who was charging at him.

He sighed softly muttering, "I thought at least they would have trained their soldiers well…"

He looked around seeing that his companions were also in the same state as himself, bored and not even using bits of their strength to defeat the enemies. He checked them to see if any were missing. He noted some people from the thieves who were missing but only around two or three… He knew he didn't need to check if Mimi and the others were alright but… there was a nagging feeling that pushed him to check them.

He glanced at his right and found Kouji and Izumi blankly staring at a pile of soldiers, which they stacked like blocks, seemingly amused. Izumi was probably thinking about forming a "soldier castle" Yamato noted.

He looked at his front and saw Jenrya calming down a infuriated Ruki who was still hitting a already-unconscious soldier with her miraculously durable frying pan. It amazed Yamato how she could STILL be using the same frying pan considering it had been a while since she began using it. He sweatdropped as Ruki turned to glare at Jenrya but not speaking with him or acting the way she would, which was to (in turn of stopping her) would hit the poor cross-blade wielder with her frying pan. She just glared at him silently and walked away. Jenrya looked hurt, Yamato had noticed. He knew they had an argument…

He looked at his left finding Taichi and Sora tag-teaming to burn a lot of enemies in one go… even though they seemed to be rather distant, they were good together.

He looked behind him, not liking what he saw, or rather what he did NOT see. He muttered a string of profanities. He hadn't noticed that Mimi went farther away from him because he was too engrossed in defeating the enemies. He continued his cursing.

"My, my, Yamato… I didn't know trash-talked…" a familiar and cheerful said from behind him.

Yamato turned around to see his princess in front of her. His eyes widened and pulled her into a hug, "Mimi, I thought you got hurt or something!"

Mimi blushed feeling the warmth Yamato's body gave to her, "Come on, of course, I remember our promise!"

Yamato smiled broadly letting her go slowly, "I knew you would…"

Mimi raised an eyebrow and eyed him suspiciously, "Suuure…."

He blushed lightly, "I was just worried that's all…"

Mimi smiled, cheeks flushed with pink, "I know…"

Yamato smiled patting Mimi on the head, "Of course you do, you know that this knight would go ballistic if he finds out that his princess went missing…"

Mimi laughed, "Don't all knights do?"

"Nah… I would like to think that it's only me." Yamato said with a proud grin.

There was short silence, as if the two were just enjoying the company of the other when Mimi broke the silence…

"Yamato…?"

"Mmm…?" Yamato replied his hand on her shoulder.

"Have you seen Takeru? I've been trying find him but I can't… I know it might just be his speed but he barely separates from the group, right?" Mimi asked Yamato.

Yamato blinked for a moment… as if trying to remember something, then it hit him…

"Takeru said that his girlfriend was kidnapped by this Daisuke-fellow, right?" Yamato asked Mimi to be sure.

"Hai…" Mimi nodded.

"You don't think that he came here did you, and you know, Takeru went to get his girlfriend back…?" Yamato paled knowing the danger his brother might be in, from what he heard, this Daisuke-fellow was pretty strong to be the leader of Taichi and those that attacked them like Kenta, Hirokazu and Iori.

Mimi paled as well, knowing fully what Daisuke was capable of, "Yamato… I think that actually is quite possible."

"Shit." Was the only word Yamato said as he grabbed Mimi's hand to run towards where he thought Takeru was, which was simple, where there weren't piles of soldiers around.

They arrived in the place, it was a vast plain with no soldiers around. There were only three people. One they recognized as Iori, the Earth-user. They barely managed to see the other two since they were charging against each other. When they both were visible again, both Yamato and Mimi's eyes widened upon seeing a badly beaten up Takeru and a maniacally laughing man. Yamato knew that this was his brother's fight and that interfering would cause his brother to hate him but…

He just wished that his brother was okay…

TSUZUKU

Takari-san: I finally finished __ I thought I wouldn't be able to finish this anymore… anyway, expect not much Kouyako anymore until everything's peaceful already… I hope you liked the Mimato part there… I liked it and found it rather funny __ I hope you don't kill me for being so late… ^^;; *looks at angry people with pitchforks though she isn't sure if they're real or not* also, I hope you didn't abandon this fic… *gets all teary-eyed* I promise to update sooner since the next chapter is Takari and Mimato and I'm looking forward to it __ it would be out next week, or maybe even earlier if I don't get dragged down by my summer job (I'm my mom's assistant and I get paid! $__$) Lookie, lookie TTOC is now 1 year old! __ today's ttoc's anniversary!!!

Preview: Chapter 16: Wings of an Angel major Takari and parts of Mimato

"Hikari! I will save her!" Takeru shouted a bright aura surrounding him.

Takeru unleashed! T-Takeru, h-he, h-he can FLY! Will Takeru finally be able to save Hikari? What does Yamato know about this technique Takeru's going to use? Will Takeru be able to defeat Daisuke? Will everything be perfect if ever Daisuke's gone?

Takari-san: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and it's worth the two months ++ I've been seemingly dead in updating this fic. Don't worry, the next chapter will come out fast and that's a promise :D because it's TAKARI and MIMATO! __ I love those two pairings… Anyway, read and review or in other words, R/R!