Thank you for the review. That combined with the constant whining of my muse got me to write the next chapter. I hope you enjoy it as much as the first part.

Warnings: Whoops, forgot to do this last time, didn't I? (sweat drops, then clears throat). This story contains future Kensuke shounen-ai or yaoi, depends on how I feel. I am attempting to keep them in character, but I might fail horribly…Also, I did tell you it was a Kensuke story (Ken x Davis), then that does mean that there will be boy loving boy. It that upsets you, please leave, but don't leave a flame complaining about my sick mind. You're the weird one who went searching for this story!

Disclaimer: Digimon, not mine. I have come to grips with this. And now…review thanks!

JyouraKoumi: Hey! You sound familiar…jk, jk. Are you stalking me? LOL. Wow, a love triangle, I didn't even think of that. Do you mind if I 'borrow' the idea? I'll give all credit to you, of course. Wow, I feel loved that you followed me here. For that, I might put in Jyoura or Koumi, just for you…Anyways, you know the drill about the treats. So here are some fluffy pancakes with lots of syrup…(drool…). Enjoy!

"Daisuke! Wake up!"

The first thing Daisuke felt when he woke up was a pounding headache. He groaned and flittered his eyes open, groaning at the bright florescent lights blinding him.

"Thank God!" The next thing Daisuke knew, he had a pair of arms surrounding him and a bunch of pinkish hair in his face.

"Jun, stop that! My shoulder already hurts!" he moaned, trying to push her off. When she backed up, Daisuke was shocked. She had tears in her eyes. "Why are you crying for, idiot? It was just a dislocated shoulder."

Jun's eyes watered even more and she let out a sob. Daisuke was confused about this behavior. "Why the heck are you crying for?" he repeated, getting irritated.

Jun said nothing and ran out, leaving an extremely confused and irritated Daisuke behind.

"Stupid girl. Probably broke a nail or something…" he grumbled, taking this chance to look around. He seemed to be in a hospital room. He had to shield his eyes from the blinding cleanness of the white walls.

"Good. You're awake." a familiar voice floated from the door.

Daisuke blinked to see his friends by the door, smiling. "Hey guys…" he weakly waved with his good hand.

"Scared us back there." Taichi smirked as Yamato embraced him from behind.

Daisuke titled his head in confusion. "What do you mean?"

All the digidestined looked confused as well until Iori spoke up. "You've been in a coma for a couple days."

Daisuke's eyes popped out. "No way!" He looked to see his friends nod. "Wow. That's intense…" He coughed a little.

The next hour was spent updating Daisauke on life in general until his doctor came in and shooed them all out.

Daisuke looked up to see a seemingly nice old man. "Hello."

The man smiled down. "Feeling better, Mr. Motomiya?" He wrote something down on the clipboard he was carrying.

Daisuke nodded. "A lot better in fact. I didn't realize I had lost consciousness though…" Then a thought struck Daisuke, but he hesitated to ask it.

He must have looked pretty torn because the doctor looked up with a look of concern. "Something the matter, Mr. Motomiya?"

Daisuke fought with his inner self for a moment, then opened his mouth. "Um, what happened to the other boy that was with me…?" He bit his lip, trying to tell himself he didn't really care about what happened to Ken.

"Ichijouji Ken?" the doctor looked at his clipboard and flipped a few pages. "He was let out about an hour after you both came in. He just had a few scratches. Do you want me to contact him?"

Daisuke shook his head. "No! It's fine. I was just wondering…" He trailed off, angry at himself for caring, but also a little, dare he say it, happy that Ken was fine.

'Why do I care what happens to that stupid brat?' he thought.

'Cuz you like him…' (A/N: It's back…)

'Who the heck are you?'

'Inner voice of you, smart one. Anyways, you care because you like him.'

'Do not!'

'Sure…'

Daisuke frowned, trying to convince his inner voice that he didn't care. He broke out of the daze just to hear the doctor greet someone.

"…alone for a moment." the doctor finished, standing up. "I'll be back to check on you later, Mr. Motomiya."

Daisuke watched as the doctor left and laid down to clear his head. What he didn't notice was the person standing in the corner, seemingly smirking.

"So you finally woke up, idiot."

Daisuke's eye popped open and he growled lowly. "What are you doing here, Ichijouji?" he growled, not even getting up.

"Wanted to make sure you didn't kill yourself somehow."

Daisuke frowned. "Why do you care?"

A pause fell over the boys until Daisuke figured he had left. When he was turning on his side to get to sleep, he heard a soft voice.

"What? You have to speak up."

"Don't know why I care. I can leave if you want me to."

Daisuke was confused by the hurt tone in Ken's voice. "No, you don't have to…" he quietly replied.

Another silence surrounded them, this one awkward.

Daisuke looked up to see Ken grimacing at him. "Thanks…" He sat in a chair and stared out the window.

Daisuke watched Ken stare out the window, trying to sort through his feelings for this boy. 'I hate him. He's an annoying kid who gets whatever he wants…' But for some reason, these reasons didn't hold true as much anymore.

Sorry it's another shorty. I'll try to make them longer. I hope I'm not bringing in the Kensuke fluff too early. Tell me if I am please. I'll see if I can update in the next couple days. Thank you for reading and I hope you review!