Disclaimer:I don't own digimon. This was inspired by the song, "Strange Fire" performed by the Indigo Girls. It was composed by A. Ray.
Ken couldn't believe he had found her. It was rather funny, neither of them had moved and it would have been easy to find the other if they had tried. After that night in the alley, they started to see each other. They were careful not to alert the paparazzi or the other Chosen. It was too dangerous for him to visit Miyako's apartment since the others lived close by; Takeru and Iori lived in the same building. At first they just went out to public places once a month or so. But soon, it became more often in more private places, like his apartment.
Finding Miyako again was one of the best things to happen to he. He could never forgive himself and that information haunted him. But Miyako forgave him for everything he had done. They knew about the dark spore inside him. Arukenimon and Mummymon had tried to convert him back and told him of it when he fell in love with her those years ago. Miyako had tried to tell the others, but the vagueness of her story made them doubt her.
Miyako began spending a lot of time with Ken. It was unspoken now. She came over often. She stopped being careful and Hawkmon noticed the change in her. All the Chosen did. They asked her what changed her mood, why her old bouncy spirit was back: that spirit missing for three years. She tried to elude the questions. Her most plausible excuse was that she was getting over Ken. It was the only thing she could say that made sense. She had excused herself the night of the blind date by saying she was ill. A private talk with Hikari had made it clear that she had no feelings for Koushirou and needed time before she would be ready to date anyone. They were all happy to see her back to her old self.
She entered Ken's building and hurried to his apartment. Once inside, she kissed and hugged him close. She did so until her book bag struggled violently. It came time to reveal her unique features. First, she opened her bag to let out poor Poromon, who flew around the room quickly to exercise. Next, she grabbed her large glasses and slipped them on, the world finally in focus again. Next, she pulled off the brown wig to display her long purple hair. The press had quickly figured out that Ken was in a relationship so it was necessary to hide who Miyako was. They used many ways to hide where she lived and any information as to who she was.
Iori saw the change in Miyako, and it made him suspicious. Others, like Daisuke, blindly accepted the change, but Iori knew her too well. She cared for Ken too much to get over him so suddenly. He also saw her vagueness when it came to how she spent her time. She started avoiding her friends, especially himself. She was acting like she had something to hide. The change hurt him deeply. Of course he was glad that she was happy again, but it hurt all the same. She knew it affected him; her face displayed her regret when they saw each other, but it didn't change her behavior, which cut even more deeply. No one else seemed as skeptical about the change as him, so he kept it to himself.
He remembered what happened earlier that day. They were watching the news, which was again discussing the identity of Ken Ichijouji's new girlfriend. Many rumors were circulating, the most popular one being that she was a famous actress. No good pictures could be found because she always wore hats and concealed her face. A few girls even came forward, claiming to be the famous girlfriend. Iori watched in disgust. He didn't want to hear about that and changed the channel, sensitive to Miyako's feelings. She always seemed anxious when Ken was discussed on the news. To him, this was proof that she still harbored feelings for him. The look on her face made it obvious that she was hiding something important. It hurt that she wouldn't tell her best friend.
Ken was always gentle with Miyako. He did his best to never harm her. He was afraid that he would lose her, and therefore his redemption, if he were to ever hurt her. His gentleness converted to timidness in their relationship. It was Miyako who pushed ahead in deepening it, both emotionally and physically. She pushed through his walls and forced herself inside. He resisted every step. He was scared by the closeness that she demanded, but it made him love her even more. She forced her way through his shell the very first night. All he could do was love her. There were no other options. He was exposed and vulnerable in her presence and it frightened him.
Her words also frightened him. She gave him a nickname. Kindness: that was what she often called him. She called him a gentle soul. It felt odd to hear such words applied to himself. Yet, she insisted. She insisted many things, like that he was a Chosen Child and that Wormmon missed him. She admitted to visiting him in the digital world. She hinted that the digimon was involved somehow in her visit today. He longed to see his digimon again, but was afraid to tell her.
Wormmon hadn't been the same those past three years. He missed Ken. He stayed away from other digimon. They had assumed that he had a dark ring as well and was being controlled. He never told them that he was with Ken by choice. Recently, he heard that a Chosen was looking for him. He was afraid to see them. He was pleasantly surprised when it was Miyako, the girl who was with Ken-chan when he had changed. What she said surprised him. He agreed and did as she asked. It was the first time in three years that he was excited.
Miyako packed the wig away and pulled out two digivices from her bag. She gave one to Ken and smiled, then dragged him into his bedroom, to his computer. She smiled again as she loaded a program. Poromon hovered next to her as she cooed away her boyfriend's anxieties. She held out her gizmo and encouraged him to do the same. Quicker than a flash, they were in the Digital World. Her smile grew more as she led the trio to a tree which held a special visitor. She kissed the boy again and giggled. Everything was going according to plan.
Ken cried when he saw the surprise. He sat down and hugged his partner close. This was Miyako's proof that she loved and forgave him. She knelt with him, but a short distance, for privacy. Hawkmon sat next to her, keeping on an eye on her boyfriend. He had voiced many times his distrust of him, but she didn't care. She loved him and gave him all she had.
It was what the girl had promised, but he wasn't sure if he had believed it. Ken-chan! Wormmon was with Ken-chan again. He cuddled close and cried tears of joy as Ken did the same. Neither Chosen or digimon spoke; any words would ruin this moment. Wormmon couldn't believe what was happening. The hold on his skin was gentle and fragile. He pressed his body close, it was the only thing he wanted to do.
He looked up at hearing people moving about. He looked at Miyako, whose face contained only shock. Her mouth hung open and her eyebrows were buried in her hair. Hawkmon looked at the same place. His face also showed surprised, but it wasn't as strong. One eyebrow was raised as well as his chin. Next he looked at Ken when he gasped. His eyes bulged out of his face as he gripped Wormmon closer. He pushed back from the object and closer to Miyako. Wormmon followed the gazes and saw Iori with his partner, Armadimon. His feet were spread apart, rooted to the ground. His eyes narrowed as his arms crossed. Armadimon's head was low to the ground, next to his partner. Wormmon's body stiffened. Miyako had said nothing about this.