Summary: After waking up in a town he's never seen with people he doesn't know, Ken finds the lines between truth and lie blurring. "Waking up and hearing that Digimon weren't real hurt my head. Learning that my friends abandoned me and likely had no intention of coming back hurt my heart."

Warnings: Yaoi. Boyxboy. Boys liking boys. Don't like, don't read.

Pairings: DaisukexKen is the main, with some TakeruxHikari, TaichixYamato, TakuyaxKouji, and possibly some others.

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, or anything related to it.

Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who read the prologue!

My Blurred Reality

Chapter 1

I groaned. My head felt like it had an axe in it.

"He's awake! Hey kid-" a male voice started.

"Sh! Don't be so insensitive! He's probably in a lot of pain!" a girl's voice whispered.

"It's not my fault the kid got in a car accident, Juri!"

"No, but you know what is your fault?"

"What?"

"The fact that you're an idiot. Now shut up and leave him alone, Hirokazu!"

"I am not, Ruki! And hey, we have to question him eventually so-"

"Hirokazu, just leave him alone! We can question him later!"

"So now you're against me too, Takato?! Is anybody on my side?"

"I'm on your side!"

"At least Kenta is on my side."

"That doesn't count, Kenta is always on your side."

"Shut up, Ruki!"

"Hey! Don't tell me what to do-"

"Guys..."

"-and you're never on my side, anyways, I mean-"

"-and Kenta is always on your side anyways-"

"Guys!"

"-like, do you hate me or something-"

"-and Takato is rarely on your side-"

"GUYS!"

"...Yes Jenrya?"

"Let's at least go outside to finish this argument."

After much mumbling and grumbling, all of the people left the room, thankfully. I don't think my head could've been able to handle any more of their arguing. They sounded just like... Daisuke... and... Miyako...

I sat up abruptly, regretting it instantly as I groaned and held my head. Where was I? Who were those strangers? And where were Daisuke and Miyako?

"Minomon?" I asked, hoping my digimon was nearby at the least.

"Um, I apologize if I'm being rude, but who is Minomon?" I turned my head to the doorway, where a girl was looking in.

"My partner digimon," I blurted, cursing myself inwardly. Only the digidestined were supposed to know about digimon.

"Digimon? What's a digimon?" the girl asked.

"Nothing. Um, have you seen my friends?" I asked.

"No, we just found you outside with this note. It came with a second note that said that this note was only for you to read, so we respected that. Here," the girl said, handing it to me.

"Oh, and I'm Juri Katou, by the way," she said. Her friends seemed to tumble in all at once.

"I'm Takato Matsuda, and this is Jenrya Lee, Shuichon Lee, Ruki Makino, Ryo Akiyama, Kenta Kitagawa, and Hirokazu Shioda," a brunette with goggles said. I assumed he was the leader.

"I'm Ken Ichijouji," I said, reading the note.

Ken,

We're sorry for leaving you so soon after the car accident. We had to leave, and we probably won't be able to come back. We're extremely sorry, and if we do come back, we'll explain everything.

-Takeru Takaishi

I blinked at the letter. I... was in a car accident? But I thought that Daisuke and I had gotten injured while running from those... those people... on Raidramon. Didn't we crash into that barrier? Actually, come to think of it, most people have known about digimon, due to the fight between Omegamon and Diablomon, as well as the fight between Imperialdramon and Armageddemon. So... were digimon really not real? If so... why did I remember them?

I glanced back at the note, a feeling of abandonment rushing through me. They just left? How did they know I wouldn't die or something? I was apparently in a car accident, and they just left? And they... they weren't coming back?

Waking up and hearing that digimon weren't real hurt my head. Learning that my friends abandoned me and likely had no intention of coming back hurt my heart.

I spent the next few days locked up in their clubhouse, as none of them would let me leave, fearing that I would injure myself. I just wanted out to breathe. It's not like I intended to go after my friends. I wouldn't know where to begin looking for them.

"Something's been bugging you," Juri said one day while I was looking out the window. I stayed silent.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Juri asked. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.

"I'm so confused. I thought that digimon were real. They were creatures who fought alongside humans and could digivolve to get stronger. I thought that I had gotten injured while running away from a group of people with my best friend on his digimon. I thought my friends would always be here for me," I sighed.

"I'm not going to say that I know how you feel, because we both know that I'd be lying, and that wouldn't make you feel any better. I'm really sorry, though. It must be awful to wake up and not know what's real and what's not," Juri said quietly. I sighed.

"I just wish that my friends were here. Then they could explain everything," I sighed, resting my arms on the window and my head on my arms.

"If you describe them, I'm sure Takato and the others would be glad to help look for them," Juri suggested. I didn't think that they'd be able to find them, but I described them anyways. Without them, I felt like my life couldn't progress.

I blinked at the realization that my friends might not be real at all. Takeru was definitely real, how else could he have left the note? But what about the others?

I needed to know that digimon were real. I needed to know that my friends were real.