Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ A Day With the Guys ❯ A Surprise Visit ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: Digimon, sadly, does not belong to me. It is the property of Toei Animation and Bandai

A Surprise Visit

The day was warm and the wind was crisp in the city of Tamachi. It was a day so nice that it seemed like everyone was outside enjoying it. Well almost everyone.

In a small room, in a comfortable apartment, two figures sat speaking. One figure was a young man with sharp blue eyes and matching hair. His young face was handsome and possessed a charming quality, but by looking into his eyes, traces of sadness and pain could be seen.

He was seated at a desk, bent over a large textbook.

His companion was far smaller, and resembled nothing human. He was a strange creature, with his lower body shaped like a pinecone and only his small green head and arms visible. He was lying upon the desk.

"So if you have x squared, plus x, minus six, all over x plus three, what is the limit as x approaches infinity?" The boy asked.

"Is it negative three?" The creature answered questioningly.

The first voice was silent for a moment, and then, with a proud note in it, responded,

"My friend, I think you've got it."

"Only because you were here to teach me." The second voice said with admiration.

"Don't be so modest. It takes someone with real intelligence to understand this material, and with only a few lessons from me, you do. I would say that is real accomplishment and not something to be taken lightly." The first voice replied.

"Aww Ken…"

The former genius Ken Ichijouji smiled slightly. He had been sitting in his room studying with his digimon Minomon for almost two hours. Of course with the day being as pleasant as it was studying had been the absolute last thing he wanted to do.

But after the math test he had done so dismally on weeks before, he had studied and worked harder than ever to try and return to the top of the class where he belonged. His studying was paying off, but it still wasn't good enough for him. He knew he was no longer a genius, but there was still no reason why he couldn't be the best.

That was how he had ended up teaching Minomon the mathematical "glory" of limits and functions. Minomon had shown his intelligence on numerous occasions and he had to admit that it was nice that they were able to share something on an intellectual level.

For the last few months they had shared either anger and pain or sadness and misery. After the darkness of being the Digimon Emperor, and the times of overwhelming guilt that had tormented him thereafter, as well as the final battle with Malo Myotismon, he felt glad to be doing something most people considered normal.

Ken felt a cool breeze brush a piece of his blue hair into his face. He brushed it aside and sighed feeling slightly annoyed.

Minomon, who had been sitting next to Ken on his desk, crawled closer to his partner.

"Is something wrong Ken?" he asked with concern.

Ken shook his head. "No of course not. I was just thinking of how lucky I am."

"Really?" Minomon asked.

"I was also wondered what the other Digidestined are doing as well."

The trouble with him living in Tamachi, was the fact that he was separated from the other Digidestined, who lived in the city of Odaiba.

"You miss them don't you." Minomon said sympathetically.

Ken didn't answer. He was busy remembering a time when he considered the Digidestined, especially the leader of newer Digidestined Motomiya Daisuke, his mortal enemies.

He had done terrible things to Davis, such as chaining him to a cliff with his blue, dragon digimon Veemon. He had planned upon enslaving him with a Dark Ring.

He had also tricked Davis into believing that Bakamon copies were the real Digidestined, and forced him to beg for their lives. He found the fact that he had enjoyed that moment, among others, all the more twisted. "Seeing you squirm is sooo delicious." He had once told him.

It was interesting how things had turned out. After his genetic nightmare Chimeramon had been destroyed, and Wormmon, the Rookie form of Minomon, had sacrificed himself, Ken had returned to the Digital World to try and make amends for what he had done.

He, along with Wormmon, had destroyed hundreds of Control Spires, the devices he had constructed to transmit the signals of his Dark Rings. Though he had avoided them, he knew he would have to come in contact with the Digidestined once again, and he had dreaded their reactions.

The reactions of Yolie, Cody, T.K. and Kari had been what he had anticipated; none of them had wanted anything to do with him in the beginning. They were most entitled to their reactions; he wouldn't have expected anything less.

But with Davis, things were completely different. He had not only made efforts to convince him to join with the Digidestined (to their dismay) but also that he wanted to become friends.

The idea had seemed almost preposterous to Ken. He had been one of the most evil creatures in the Digital World, made several attempts to crush the Digidestined, and yet Davis wanted to be friends?

Ken had never really had friends before. Being an evil genius tended to get in the way of his social life. Or it had when he decided to run away to the Digital World for two months.

And when he had returned after the Chimerimon fiasco, he had been a different person. He had began to repair his fragile relationship with his parents, who had been carrying their own guilt over their treatment of him compared to that of his deceased older brother Osamu.

Sam, he thought, was the real genius of the family. He didn't need a Dark Spore implanted in his neck to be intelligent, he naturally was.

Of course his parents had favored Sam over the average and normal Ken.

This favoritism had led him to develop strong feelings of jealousy of Osamu and even led him to vocalize his wish for Sam "to disappear forever." And like many ill wishes made out of anger, his had come true. Sam had died and he became the center of parents' world.

Minomon pulled Ken out of his thoughts.

"I'm sorry Minomon I wasn't listening. Would you mind repeating that again?"

Minomon nodded. "I said why don't you call them? Maybe they can come over again like at Christmas? Your party was fun, maybe you can have another one."

Ken smiled. "That sounds like a good idea, but unfortunately I think the others probably have more important things to do, other than come all the way to Tamachi to see me."

Minomon look puzzled, "What's more important than seeing your friends?"

What indeed? Ken didn't have much time to dwell on that thought, because seconds later he heard his mother's voice calling him.

Ken stood up from his desk, where he had been seated, and stretched. He then held out his hands to scoop up Minomon.

"Do you think maybe she made cookies for us?" His friend asked.

Since early in the morning Rika Ichijouji had been in the kitchen baking. She usually made plenty of cookies for his family, and then would make extra to give to neighbors.

Ken heard his stomach growl suddenly. "With the way she bakes, I'm sure she's made more than enough. But then, with the way you eat, I'm not positive." He added.

Minomon looked offended. Well, at least offended as a cute, pinecone like creature with a green head and green arms could. "I don't eat that much!" after a second he asked, "Do I?"

Ken couldn't help teasing his partner as they walked from the room. "If you keep eating the way that you do, the next time you try to digivolve to Stingmon, you might digivolve to, as Davis would say, "Heavymon,"

They walked into the kitchen. Mrs. Ichijouji looked up to see her son speaking to Minomon, while Minomon replied.

"Demiveemon might digivole to Heavymon, but not me." He said with resolution.

Mrs. Ichijjouji couldn't help smiling. Ken and Minomon looked so adorable together. She removed the oven mitts on her hands and proceeded to open a cabinet looking for a plate.

Her back was turned when Ken spoke to her, "You wanted to see me Mama,"

She turned around with a large plate in her hands and proceeded to take a spatula and scoop cookies from one of several pans on to it. When she had finished, she placed the cookies onto the dinning room table.

"You and Minomon have been studying so hard; that I thought you two might want a snack. You shouldn't study on an empty stomach.

Minomon stared at the pile and Ken nodded. "We were coming out to get something to eat anyway, although nothing is nearly as good as your baking," he added sincerely.

Mrs. Ichijouji beamed and Ken placed Minomon on the table and proceeded to sit down. But a knock at the front door caused him to hesitate.

He saw his mother move to go open the door and stood up in front of her. "You've been baking all morning. I'll see who it is."

"All right." She said as he walked out of the kitchen and into the hallway.

Ken reached the door, and stood in front of it curiously. I wonder who is could be. He then turned the lock over the doorknob, and opened the door. Staring at him was the last person he expected to see.

"Davis?"

In front of him stood the red head in question. With his usual ensemble he wore a large backpack and his trademark goggles were atop his head. He smiled at the look of surprise on Ken's face.

"Hey Ken. What's up?" He asked.

Ken got over his initial surprise quickly. "Nothing," He replied. "I don't mean to be rude, but what exactly are you doing here?" He asked.

Davis' smile widened. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd say hi."

Ken gave him a look, but before he could respond, his mother's voice called from the kitchen. "Ken who's at the door?"

He turned around and saw her walking towards him. "It's Davis, Mama. He was at my Christmas party and fought Malo Myotismon with the rest of the Digidestined."

Mrs. Ichijouji smiled. "Davis it's so nice to see you again. Won't you come in?" Ken stepped aside-allowing Davis to enter the apartment, and shut the door. His mother stood in front of them.

"You're just in time. I've been baking all morning and just finished my last batch of cookies. Ken and Minomon were just going to have some. Would you like to join them?"

Davis opened his mouth to respond, but it was then a small bundle jumped out of his book bag and into his arms.

"Oh boy, cookies!" It said.

Davis winced at the loudness of his partner's voice. "Demiveemon not so loud. We're in Ken's house, not on the soccer field. Besides, you said that wanted to get ice cream."

Demiveemon, a small blue digimon whose head seemed too large for his body, looked at Davis. "But Davish, Ken's mother offered us cookies. Couldn't we have shome?" He asked pleadingly. "We can get ice cream later."

Davis sweatdropped. "All right you can have some. Just try not to eat them all." He followed Mrs. Ichijouji into the kitchen and placed Demiveemon on the table.

Minomon, who had been watching them, pushed a cookie on the plate closer to Demiveemon. "Thanks!" the small digimon said appreciatively and began to eat.

"They're just so adorable!" Mrs. Ichiijouji said while watching them.

Davis laughed. "You couldn't tell from the way they eat."

Mrs. Ichijouji saw Ken walking behind Davis. "I'm sure you boys have a lot to catch up on without having a boring adult around. I'll leave you two alone." And with that she walked into the hallway and into her bedroom.

Davis watched her leave. "You have a great Mom Ken."

Ken nodded. "I know." He changed the subject. "But you never did tell me why you came here."

Davis looked embarrassed. "It was supposed to be a surprise. Yolie, Cody, Kari, T.K. and I were all going to visit you today, but…"

"But…" Ken prodded.

"Well, I didn't really plan on the fact that they'd have stuff to do when I was convincing my parents to let me take the train, since we'd all be together. You should have heard Yolie yell at me when I told her how I planned everything, "You should have told us you were going to visit Ken today! We could have scheduled a day when we could have all seen him…" I'm lucky she had to go to her computer class; otherwise I think she would have started hitting me with her laptop."

Ken smiled slightly, remembered fondly just how short Yolie's temper could be.

Davis continued, "Cody was upset too. He said he "felt terrible that he was unable to see you today," but he has a Kendo tournament this afternoon and he's been practicing for it for a while."

Ken could understand. He felt the same way when it came to his judo tournaments.

"T.K. went with his mom to a "journalistic workshop" but said that he was sorry he couldn't be here and Kari had her first photography class that she couldn't miss and said the next time we would all visit you together." Davis finished.

Ken felt a little better. At least the other Dig destined had good reasons for not coming. "But that still doesn't explain why you're here."

Davis laughed. "Come on Ken, you're my best friend and I didn't want you to be alone. I had nothing else to do and even convinced my parents to drive me here."

"So you came to see me because you had nothing else to do." Ken said teasing him slightly.

Davis shook his head. "No way! Demiveemon and I came today because we wanted to see you and Minomon. We thought you'd probably be home and could use some fun."

He pulled off his backpack and rummaged through it as he spoke. "It was Demiveemon's idea to go for ice cream and," he pulled out a soccer ball, "I thought we could find somewhere to play." He smiled. "We never did get that rematch. So whadya' say?"

Ken looked at Minomon, who had stopped eating and had been watching Demiveemon continue in awe. "I think it sounds fun Ken." He said enthusiastically.

Well, Ken thought, I could use a break from studying and I haven't really hung out with Davis for a while. Schoolwork and soccer has been keeping me busy. Davis and Minomon looked at him expectantly.

"All right. I'll go. It actually sounds fun. I'll have to ask my mother of course, but I'm sure she'll say yes."

"Great!" Davis said loudly.

Ken smiled as he moved away from them and into the hallway. "And Davis?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

Davis nodded. "No problem dude. What are friends for?"

Ken walked into the hallway and knocked on his parents' closed door. His mother opened the door and looked at him quizzically. "Ken honey, is there something you need?"

Ken shook his head. "Davis just invited Minomon and I to go out with him and Demiveemon. I don't know about getting ice cream, but we could go down to the school and use the field. May I go?"

Mrs. Ichijouji smiled. "Oh Ken, I'm so happy that you want to go out with your friends. Of course you can go."

She really is happy for me, Ken thought.

"Do you know what time you'll be home?" She asked.

"I'm not sure. Davis' parents will probably come to pick him up soon, so we won't be gone that long."

His mother nodded. "If you need a ride home or if you are going to be late, call me."

Ken nodded. "Of course." He uncharacteristically put his arms around her in a hug. "Thank you Mama."

Mrs. Ichijouji could feel her eyes welling up. Ken let her go and walked down the hallway back to his friends. You've changed so much Ken, she thought. I'm so glad that you have such good friends.

As Ken walked back to the group he couldn't help feeling excited. I supposed Davis' and Minomon' s good moods must be rubbing off on me.

He returned to the dinning room. He heard the sound of arguing.

Demiveemon was saying, "Please Davish, just one more?"

He reached the room and saw Davis trying to take the plate of cookies away from his partner.

"No way Demiveemon. You've already had six."

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." He said as he walked in the room.

"What did she say?" Davis asked finally taking the plate away and putting it on a counter.

"She said yes, just like I predicted."

"Great, then let's get going." He scooped up Demiveemon and gently placed him into his backpack, making sure the top of it was open. He looked at Ken who was scooping up Minomon as well.

"Are you going to carry him?" He asked,

"I don't see why not. Most people will probably mistake him for a stuffed animal, since most of the digimon they have seen have been enormous."

Ken walked to the door unlocking it and opening it. "After you." He said.

"Thanks." Davis replied and walked out.

Ken took a last look at the apartment before stepping out and closing the door. Well, this is certainly turning out to be an interesting day, he thought.

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Chapter II: Ice Cream has such an odd way of bringing people together.