Rediscovering Destiny

By theladyknight

Disclaimer: Digimon and the song "On The Way Down" by Ryan Cabrera are not mine!

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Digilover: It won't be an official couple but, there'll probably be some hints for michi…

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Chapter 2: There's No More Air

"How long will it take us to get them here?" Ken faced Gennai.

The digital being sighed. "I'm assuming 24 to 48 hours, but I'm not quite certain. Things could get messy along the way. The Dark One and his troops have spies all over and with the destruction of the digital gates added in with the digivice's margin for error…well, I have a feeling you guys might all end up separated."

Ken gave a low whistle. "And given the fact none of the chosen know what's going on here…"

"Exactly. But, I have a plan…"


Taichi Yagami yawned and stretched under the covers of his nice warm bed. He rolled over and felt something warm next to him. Shit, you've got to be kidding me.

He heard the woman yawn and giggle. "Hey Tai!"

"Heh, hi…Alicia." I hope that's right. How many beers did I have last night?

She got out of bed and gathered her clothes, not a bit ashamed she was standing naked in front of him. Taichi, on the other hand, had his eyes clenched shut and was mentally kicking himself. "Well, I'll talk to you later, sexy." She purred after giving him a kiss. The blond woman smiled and walked out the door.

When the door shut, the brunette collapsed back in his bed. "Damn it, Yagami, how the hell did you get yourself into this?"

Sadly he knew it wasn't hard to figure out.

And I used to call myself the bearer of courage. Tai sighed and pondered over the good times before he had come to this. Things had been great until the digidestined had split up.

One by one it seemed they'd all fell apart. First Mimi, then Jyou, the list continued on and on. Taichi swore he would never succumb to the pressure but when Yamato, the strongest chosen in his opinion, left, and Taichi saw the impact it left on Sora, he'd fallen prisoner.

The former leader couldn't handle the pressure anymore. He had returned home to his family but just wasn't the same guy he used to be. Tai began getting in random fights with his family, the courage and strength he once possessed turned into fear and anxiety. He felt it was his responsibility to hold the group together, but he had failed and let everyone down.

Taichi wanted to start over, begin again in his mind. The brunette saw his only escape as leaving for America, the so-called land of opportunity. So he packed up his possessions, left his family a note telling them not to worry, and bought a one-way ticket to the Big Apple, ready to try a change.

But it didn't happen as planned. Taichi arrived in New York with plenty of money and immediately found an apartment to rent. He then, not really knowing what he wanted to do with his life, applied for classes at a community college. The former leader figured he could use this as an opportunity to find what he was really interested in and most of all, keep his mind off the situation he found himself in.

Financially he was set, having a decent amount of money from his time in the spotlight. Taichi had set out to college and soon began hanging out with some of the guys in his classes. Not knowing anyone and being a stranger to this foreign place, he'd immediately tried to fit in. Tai didn't want to be left out, alone without friends as he had felt when the chosen began to dissolve and through this fear, fell victim to their peer pressure.

These "friends" were someone this chosen could have and should have avoided. He began ditching classes with them, going to wild clubs and parties, getting wasted, and squandering his money. Deep down, Taichi knew what the guys were basically just using him and weren't true friends. He missed the destined, his best friends, his second family, the ones who really understood him. Taichi craved for his old life and old friends…badly…


"Who's gonna dry my tears, when I'm crying? And who's gonna hold my hand, when I'm dying? Who's gonna set me right when everything is wrong? And who's gonna love me, when you're gone?"

Groaning, Yamato Ishida stretched and hit his alarm clock, shutting it off. 7:00 am, damn it, Yutaka. Why did you have to schedule band practice this early in the morning?

The nineteen-year old stood up and walked into the bathroom of his condo in Miami. He washed his face off and looking into the mirror, saw a man with spiky blond locks, unblemished skin, and startling blue eyes. It appeared he had everything.

But how Yamato hated the man staring back at him. He hated the life he lived, the people he hung around with, and his current circumstances. The thing he hated most, though, was the band.

He had not started the band to become famous in the first place. Yama could care less about fame and fortune. Music had saved him from some of the darkest, most depressing times of his young life. He had never wanted to startling high salary, nice, fancy cars, or automatic career elevation the recording contract he'd signed had given him. Material possessions were on the bottom of his list.

Truthfully, the only reason Yamato had signed the contract was because his three remaining close friends, not his band mates, had encouraged him to pursue the career choice. It seemed that if he didn't fulfill this dream opportunity now, this amazing deal would go to waste.

"The Wolves" had learned this deal was indeed too good to be true after reaching America. Their record label, Yamato had no idea what its name was as it seemed they were always merging with another, had changed them. The label switched the name from "The Teen-Age Wolves" to just "The Wolves." Yutaka and Akira had both gotten makeovers so they were more "public friendly" and all the guys' names had been changed or shortened, making them "easier for the public."

Yamato snickered, it was all a load of crap. He got dressed and absentmindedly began humming the song he heard on the radio. Something by Richard Marx if I'm not mistaken. (When You're Gone—Richard Marx, not mine!) No matter what, thinking about the words made Yamato remember those he left behind.

The chosen had almost completely been severed when he had left, and from what the blond had heard, they'd all went their separate ways. Yama had managed to keep in touch with Ken, Taichi, Takeru, and Sora but soon it seemed only Ken and Sora responded. He had no idea what happened to his best friend or younger brother. Tai and Takeru just stopped answering his calls and messages. And while even to this day he occasionally kept in contact with Ken, Sora was a different story…

They'd remained in a long-distance relationship, starting two years ago when the band left. He talked to her everyday and despite everything, the two had still been able to hold their relationship.

Yamato didn't see Sora face to face, due to circumstances with the band that were completely out of his control, until four months ago. They returned to Japan for a tour and he'd snuck off one night to see her.

She was very surprised to see him, to say the least. Yamato could picture the way she looked perfectly. It seemed she had grown more beautiful with every passing day. They'd talked and caught up and finally ended up in the bedroom of her apartment, making love. She'd given him her virginity and he'd given the same back to her. It felt as if the rock star was finally whole and complete next to the woman he loved.

He had to leave the next morning but was even more in love with her. They'd talked the day afterwards, but then he hadn't heard anything from her since. Yamato had phoned, yet she was never home or someone would take a message. All his e-mails bounced, coming right back to him.

With time, he slipped into the same stoical state he'd been in during the digital world adventure. Yamato'd lost contact with Ken, and it seemed he was falling back into the darkness, desperately seeking something rather someone to pull him out of it. He missed his friends and Gabumon greatly.

The teen idol walked over to his dresser and pulled out the gorgeous diamond ring he'd bought two years ago before he left. If only I'd given it to you then, Sora…


"Matt Ishida and The Wolves have once again jumped to number one!" the bubbly voice of the MTV (Not mine) announcer screamed. "Here they are with their newest single!"

"Shut it off, Li." A fiery redhead commanded.

Her boss, the owner and manager of the bar, raised an eyebrow. "Problems with lover boy?"

"My relationship with Yamato is none of your damn business." Sora Takenouchi hated it when people intruded into her life, particularly her love life.

"Whatever you say. But the customers like it, so I'm not turning it off."

The girl sighed. Why do I work here again? That's right, I need someway to pay for college and help my financial situation out. Bartending and working at a ritzy hotel was never something she would have considered but then again, Sora never imagined she'd be studying fashion design at Tokyo University either. It seemed she could relax when she drew and forget all her troubles in the world, especially the troubles with her friends. She also never believed things with the chosen would turn out this way.

Sora vowed to keep going even as chosen after chosen lost contact with the group. She had to force herself to continue when her best friend Taichi packed up and abruptly left for America with no explanation. She'd already lost Yamato, and it hurt her to loose the person she considered closer than a brother.

The ruby-haired girl maintained contact with Ken and Yama. Ken was like another brother to her, but one day, he just mysteriously vanished. She was worried about him but figured he, like the others, was most likely okay. She had obviously kept in touch with Yamato, her boyfriend, soul mate, and love of her life.

However, after two years of a successful long-distance relationship through the ups and down life threw at them, one night of love, and one phone call the next day, they'd lost contact.

Sora had no idea what happened. She'd tried calling him the following day but his phone was always busy. She figured he was occupied with other matters. The next time she'd tried, someone else had answered and took a message. But it appeared it never got to him.

She was unable to e-mail him as her e-mail had been infected by a very nasty virus that no one had been able to cure yet. She'd gotten a new account but when she'd tried to e-mail her boyfriend, it came back. Sora forgot he had a block on his mail and because she couldn't get a hold of him by phone, he wouldn't have her new address.

And that served a real problem because during the time she needed him most, Sora could not reach Yamato.

Two weeks after the night they'd made love, she'd been late on her period. Sora was immediately afraid. The girl had tried everything to get in touch with the blond but it was no good.

"Hey lady, get me a scotch on the rocks."

Sora snapped out of her daydream and walked over to get the drink. She paused, looking at the TV and catching Yama's eyes. She knew it was just a recorded video, but it really felt as if he was looking deep into her heart.

At the same time, she burned with anger at seeing his face. Sora felt unloved; she needed him, and he wasn't there. The girl was slowly forgetting what love was and how much it meant to her. She poured the drink and thought back to the test she'd ended up taking and her trip to the doctor's office for another opinion. I need to talk to you Yama…


Koushiro Izumi took a long drink of coffee before turning back to the computer in front of him. He didn't know when he first took up the habit of drinking the liquid. Taichi and Yamato had always warned him to avoid it so it wouldn't stunt his growth even more. If only you two could see me now.

Actually, Koushiro himself never thought this was how he would end up.

He had been one of the first few chosen to leave after being offered a position at a so-called computer company. Koushiro knew his future was destined to be in computers and assumed this was it.

Unfortunately the place located in Paris, France, wasn't exactly a computer company. This business had offered an astronomical salary, and the boy genius soon found out why.

The business was hacking and creating computer viruses. As soon as he heard it, the bearer of knowledge tried to get out. But his boss didn't see it the same way. Koushiro had been forced to stay at gunpoint. He knew it was wrong but couldn't face death.

So the teen began his training. His boss was a genius and really knew what he was doing. Koushiro felt himself slowly being sucked into this new, evil knowledge the same way Vademon had sucked him in years before in the digital world.

How he indeed missed the digi world, Tentomon, and his friends. The boy often wondered what the others were up to. He missed Daisuke's lame jokes. He wondered if Taichi had finally cut his hair. He missed long shopping trips, carrying all sorts of bags for Mimi. Was she still in acting? Koushiro didn't get out much. His life was mainly spent in front of a computer. Were Sora and Yamato still dating?

During what little downtime the teen possessed, he had secretly been working on a way to enter the digital world. His generation of chosen did not bear digivices that let them go there, and Iori sent him an e-mail a few years back that told him the second groups D3's had stopped functioning as well.

It was almost as if something was happening there yet no one knew. The boy looked at the clock. Crap, I've got three hours to get this figured out!

Boss had put him in charge of beta testing a new program after the recent success he'd had. Koushiro had developed an unstoppable virus, able to shut down one's e-mail. Well, I'd better get back to this. Still, my gut is telling me something's going on in the digital world…


"No, no, no! Meems, darling, it's an F, not an F sharp. That clashed horribly! Do it again!"

Mimi Tachikawa groaned and again began singing the chorus. She was currently in between projects. For the next two hours, she'd be recording her solo album "Just An Average Girl" and then from there, head to the movie set where she was filming Underneath it All, her latest movie.

"Okay, Meems, take five," her manager Claire called out. "Then we'll start again."

The now brunette girl nodded and headed into her private room. It was just another average day. To anyone else it would seem like she was the perfect girl. But deep down, no one knew her. I don't even know myself anymore.

Mimi had gone from being a celebrity to a household name in a matter of months. Her first film astounded audiences and earned her an Oscar. (Not mine!) The next two were also very successful and things were going great.

Then it happened. She appeared in a bomb that critics dubbed the worse thing they'd seen and called Mimi's acting as "stiff as a Barbie doll." (Not mine!)

From there she decided to take a break, deciding to regather herself.

Her new Hollywood friends tried to help her out of the slump and depression by taking her to parties and out drinking, though they knew she was well below the legal age. One of the girls Mimi started to hang out with offered her pain killers and told her they could make all her problems vanish. The actress had hesitated at first but hen accepted. For awhile she was addicted, but had found the strength within her to quit.

But her problems continued. She had begun acting again and was gradually returning to her star status. Mimi was the target of numerous evil rumors. Some called her anorexic. Others claimed she was a slut. The girl denied everything and put on a cool face for the public, but they were truly eating her up.

If the chosen saw me like this, what would they think? No matter how famous she got, Mimi knew she'd never forget them.

The girl would be the first to admit she was the reason they'd lost contact. The spotlight had blinded her, causing her to forget her true friends and the trait of sincerity/purity she once carried with honor.

She missed Sora and the good times they spent together. She wondered if Hikari had picked Daisuke or Takeru. She missed just hanging out with the guys, helping them cram for their exams.

"Mimi, time to get back!"

The girl sighed. Great, back to reality…


"Most of your midterms turned out surprisingly well, but there are a select few who should reconsider a career in medicine."

Jyou Kido nervously bit his lip, praying he wasn't one of them. The professor handed him his paper and the boy let out a sigh: 93 percent, an A-.

Thank goodness. "Class is dismissed."

Jyou stood up and gathered his things. "Hey, Kido, my frat's having a big bash tonight to celebrate the end of tests. You coming?"

"Sorry Luke, I've got work."

"Dude, when don't you have to work? That's all you ever do anymore, Jyou. You're either working or studying. Live a little bit!" the black-haired boy exclaimed.

Jyou gave a nervous chuckle. "I'll have time to relax after I graduate."

The boy rolled his eyes. "Whatever, dude."

One glance at the clock told him he'd be late if he hesitated any longer. I've gotta go! They told me they'll let me go if I'm late again!

Jyou ran out the room and hurried across campus in London, England, to the college's coffee house.

"I was beginning to wonder, Kido." His boss stated.

"Don't worry, I'm here with…thirty seconds to spare."

She raised her eyebrows. "Well since you're actually here, get your ass out there and bus some tables."

"Of course, ma'am."

The blue-haired boy sighed. I'm so overworked. This was normal for him, though. In addition to holding two jobs, Jyou attended college, and held study groups daily.

This was taking its toll on him as well. Once known as Old Reliable, Jyou was very close to loosing his job at the coffee house. He had shown up late or not at all quite often, and his boss was not happy.

Jyou was working on four hours of sleep a night. He'd gotten used to it, but at first, ended up skipping classes to catch up on sleep. And his Western Civilization mark proved that.

He had no problem being accepted into the University but as he'd been one of the first to leave the digidestined, he was running out of money. That was the cause of the lack of sleep and two jobs. Jyou was quite often near a nervous breakdown.

If only I'd stayed with the group. If only I had the others or Gomamon here with me.

Jyou missed his friends and the comfort and friendship they provided. He hadn't kept in touch, mainly because he was overworking himself. But really, the boy missed them and the impact they had had on him.

And his partner was in the digi world. Gennai had taken the digimon back when he heard the group agreed to do the interviews. "People will use them and they will be endangered in your world."

But in the pit of his stomach, Jyou believed they were in more danger there. I could always tell when Gomamon was in trouble and needed help. This feels like one of those times. Maybe Gennai will call us back and we'll all be together again. Maybe…

A/N: Please review! Next chapter is packed with the 02 destined's stories. And after that chapter, I promise everything starts to pick up! Hope you enjoyed and remember to review!