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"Maybe he is the one who is trying to get us killed."
After Cody said that, no one replied. It was a possibility, considering he almost broke Kari's nose with the door when he gently slammed it. And now, they were looking for anything.
"Ken wouldn't do that because of a stupid fight," Davis mumbled.
"Would the Emperor?" T.K. asked.
Everybody's eyes fell on T.K. "What do you mean?" Kari asked.
"Well, Ken represents kindness, and the emperor might as well be the polar opposite. A lot of things have happened, and a lot of things could have changed him."
"I don't think so." Yolei used a small twig to dig a whole in the dirt. "If you fight with your friends, you don't go evil and try to kill them–especially when it's about relationships."
"True–but the spore does blow things out of proportion for Ken." Cody took the twig from Yolei and threw it past the trees. "We should talk to Wormmon."
"I doubt he would want to take part in anything Ken has to offer anymore." Davis smiled a bit, "he is quite independent, now."
"Maybe he can help us." Cody looked around at the group, "he would want to help Ken, wouldn't he. Maybe if we just get him to sit down and listen to us, we can actually have a talk with Ken and enjoy a nice afternoon."
"Ha–nice afternoon?" Davis joked as he lied back onto the grass. "The only problem is actually getting Ken to sit down long enough to listen to us with out him thinking we are out to kill him."
"We can knock him unconscious, tie him down, and wait for him to wake up!" Yolei offered, taking her attention away from the grass and dirt long enough to see the surprised–or horrified–looks on her friend's faces.
T.K. sighed, "we all are mad at him–but I do not think that it will help." Smirking a bit, he added, "it does sound like fun though."
"Can I hit him?" Cody asked, joking around with Yolei.
"Yes, and Kari can be the bait! She will lie there and pretend to be hurt, Ken will come over, all panic-y, and wam!," yolei exclaimed, clapping her hands together, "We hit him with some large, blunt object." Yolei smiled, "oh come on–it will work! I can get duck tape, please?"
"Isn't kidnaping a crime?" Davis asked.
"You should really talk to them."
Ken looked back at his hand, which held a bottle of tea that he was almost positive was concentrate. "And why would they even want to talk to me," Ken asked with a bitter tone. A couple of years ago, he was asking the same question, hoping to hear the answer for someone other then Wormmon or Davis.
"Because," Amy said, sliding off the ledge and dropping to the ground a couple of feet below gracefully, "they are your friends. And I am sure that you're sure that you need to have a talk with them. It will get rid of a lot of steam that has been building between you and Yolei."
Ken snapped his head towards the girl who smirked at the water beneath the bridge. "And what makes you think I want to talk to her?" he asked with hostility. "Gosh, what makes you think she wants to talk to me?"
This time, Amy looked at her hands, "well, my sources tell me that her and her beau have broken up. She is available, you are available, we all are available!" Amy met eyes with the overly worried teen, "I know you wanted to get together with her since we have started dating."
"That is not true," Ken stated, jumping down from the ledge to stand next to Amy, only to hear her scoff louder then he should if he remained where he was. "You actually made me feel wanted, and every time I said that I loved you, I meant it."
"Do you love me now?"
Ken took a couple of steps around in a circle as he pondered on that thought, "maybe."
"No, I think you love Yolei."
Throwing the bottle into the trash, a little too hard, he responded with, "Why do you care so much about Yolei? Why do you care if we get together, or if we don't? Don't you have anything better to do?" Ken jumped back onto the ledge and sat there.
"Well, because—" Amy stopped short and sighed, "Why don't you want people caring about your well-being? Some things can not be handled alone!"
"Everything I thought we had was built on the biggest joke; you shouldn't be surprised if you left me in a bad state. Considering how we ended, I think I am entitled a few days of sulking time to figure things out for myself before having them dictated to me by someone that has no idea what is going on!" Ken took in a couple of breaths after he said what he said. It did come out a little fast and a bit harsher then he had wanted, but it was out.
"We had sex—so what?"
Ken looked up at the clouded sky and groaned, "I know you make take that issue a little looser then I do, but it still means something."
Amy threw her hands up, "okay, you know what, I am not going to talk about the past, okay? I will give you sulking time, and then I will talk to you." Grabbing her book bag from the ground, she wished him a good night, kissed him on the cheek, and left.
Ken sat and made no movements until she could be seen no more. He wasn't particularly in the mood to go home or to the digital world.
Hearing the all too familiar beep from his bag, he jumped down from the ledge and retrieved his D-Terminal from his book-bag. Quickly reading over the message, he had to force himself to read it again to make sure he got it right.
Ken–
We need your help. Kari is hurt, and we don't think we can do this without your help. Can we forget what happened to help her? Please?!?!?!?!?!?1?!?!?!?1
–Davis
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