Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Awakened Memories ❯ Confrontation, Part II ( Chapter 7 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Robin Terrae 
Daisuke finds out the truth... but will he be able to help?
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2001 | Updated On: 09.09.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 303 | Status: Completed
Daisuke finds out the truth... but will he be able to help?
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2001 | Updated On: 09.09.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 303 | Status: Completed
Well, here's chapter 7! I should almost be done with this, unless some ugly plot bunny rears its head and dreams up some more ideas for this fic...
Ken: God, I hope not... I've been tortured enough.
Daisuke: *hugs Ken*
-_-;;
All pervious disclaimers, warnings, etc still apply.
Awakened Memories
By: Robin Terrae
Chapter 7: Confrontation, Part II
Ken wanted to scream, to cry out in rage, to do *something*, but he couldn't. All he could do was stare at the transparent form in front of him, the screaming and pleading of his eleven-year-old self echoing throughout his head.
He could remember it, *all* of it. The pain, the suffering, the humiliation. It was something that would forever be a part of him; that was burned into his skin. His brother's death was only the catalyst, the pain of the truth of the hurt and destruction that he had caused as the Digimon Kaiser had cracked and tainted his innocence. The re-birth of Wormmon had given him hope that it could be fixed.
His experience at the hands of Oikawa had shattered it.
It lay broken, glittering pieces on the floor of the semi-truck, on a dark December night, three years ago. It lay, destroyed, as Ken had the most intimate part of him violated to satisfy another.
And Ken understood why he never remembered it until today. If he had, he never would've gotten through the last three years. He never would have had Daisuke as his love.
Then he wondered if he would again.
He squeezed his eyes shut, causing the tears that he didn't even realize were there, to fall, running rivulets down his pale cheeks. His hands were clenched at his sides, his fingernails biting into his skin, spouting little crescents of blood.
Oikawa watched this, seemingly uncaring as the boy in front of him tortured himself. Unable to fathom the reasons, he asked, "What brings you here?"
Ken's eyes shot open, his eyes full of anger instead of the fear that had been there earlier. "You... *bastard*." He hissed, "I can't believe that you have the *gall* to ask me such a question." His voice grew louder, the anger and pain coming to the front. "It's because of you that my life has suddenly turned to hell!" He glared at the presence in front of him. "And I bet that you have no clue what I'm talking about, do you?"
Oikawa shook his head. Many of his memories from the time of his possession by Belial Vamdemon were hazy at best. His last clear memory of his former life was watching the eight Chosen Children returning to the Digital World after their battles with Vamdemon, mere moments before he had agreed to the proposition that would forever alter his life, and set his fate into stone.
"The night you kidnapped me to copy the Dark Seed, you did something to me. You did something, that has forever changed me."
Pausing, Ken stared into the eyes of his tormenter. This next part was going to be the hardest to say, and by saying it out loud, he was going to be admitting it, not only to himself, but to the whole world as well.
"You... raped me."
****
Daisuke paused on the hill overlooking the valley. When he didn't see any sign of Ken, he double checked his D-3, and saw that he was, indeed in the right place.
"Come on, Ken... where are you?" It was a whispered plea, and Daisuke didn't really expect an answer. He thought that all this was over and done with, that they had dealt with all of Ken's scars.
But he was wrong.
Daisuke sighed, and the Digimon that followed him faithfully glanced up at him. But Daisuke merely shook his head, and continued on.
Wormmon spared a glance at V-mon and saw his worry reflected in the little dragon's red eyes. Ever since the Jogress Evolution three years ago, when they had become one, they had begun to consider each other's chosen as their own. While that didn't mean that V-mon could evolve with Ken around, or Wormmon could with Daisuke, it did mean that each Digimon would fight to their last breath to protect the children.
And now both Digimon were worried about their partners. They were being led by only by the D-3's detection mode, and Daisuke looked like he was about to drop. According to V-mon, Daisuke had barely ate and only slept a few hours between the time that Ken had made his hasty retreat from the part till Ken had shown up on the Motomiya doorstep. Although Wormmon didn't doubt that Daisuke was in better shape that his partner, he really didn't want the tanned boy to suffer and run himself into the ground.
Wormmon had almost made the suggestion to stop and rest, but had closed his mouth before the words had been voiced. He knew what Daisuke's reaction would've been, and didn't see that point of wasting the energy on suggesting it. Instead, he crawled on in silence, worrying about the state of his human partner.
****
It was quiet following Ken's confession. Oikawa stared blankly at the teenager in front of him, as if not comprehending him. He had not uttered a word since Ken had dropped his bombshell.
Ken had closed his eyes, clenching them tight, in order to try and stop the tears from falling. After hearing no reaction from the ghostly apparition in front of him, he growled low in his throat. Opening his eyes, he stared into the black eyes of Oikawa and saw no recognition. He felt the rage in himself building, and screaming words that even he didn't realize he knew, charged Oikawa.
Of course, he forgot one very important fact. Oikawa was, for intents and purposes, dead, and his very essence would forever be kept in the Data Stream of the Digital World, never able to inhabit a flesh and blood body again.
Because of this, Ken went right through him, falling to his hands and knees, tears running unchecked down his face. Facing away from both Oikawa and the direction he had come in, he had neglected to hear the beeping of his D-3, which showed one particular energy signal getting close to Ken's position.
Daisuke...
****
Daisuke almost let out a whoop of joy when he realized how close to Ken was, and his attitude was catching. Both V-mon and Wormmon had cheered up some. V-mon, because his partner was happy, and Wormmon because that meant he would be reunited with Ken, and would hopefully be able to get to the bottom of what was bothering his human so.
Daisuke ran up the hill, the two Digimon on his heels. Reaching the top of the hill, Daisuke looked past the row of trees to the little field that lay beyond it, searching for the dark hair and maroon shirt of his boyfriend. 'Where is he...?'
He kept scanning the little meadow for a couple of more minutes, trying to find any sign of Ken, when he noticed a familiar figure on the far side of the field. "It can't be..." he whispered, blinking.
"Hey, isn't that..." V-mon started, noticing the same figure that Daisuke had.
"Oikawa." Daisuke said, "But I thought he turned into all those little Sailormoon-type butterflies."
"He gave himself up to restore the Digital World." Wormmon answered after a moment, "But I didn't think that he could still give himself a human form."
Daisuke squinted a bit, "Not really human, you can see right through hi... Ken!"
Both Digimon stared up at Daisuke at his outburst. Instead of saying anything more, Daisuke pointed and the two Digimon could see the back of a maroon shirt that Ken had worn that day. They saw him beyond the figure of the man that was once Oikawa Yukio, kneeling, his hands clutching the mounds of grass in front of him. If they didn't know any better, they thought that Ken's back was heaving... from what they didn't know.
Growing more concerned every passing moment, Daisuke moved out from the cover of the trees, hoping to help Ken in some way. Although he wasn't the best person when it came to emotional problems and the like, he was able to make it up with pure sprit and friendliness. But then, no one, save Wormmon knew and understood Ken as well as he did.
He moved faster, dimly aware of the Digimon following at his feet. All that was on his mind now was getting to Ken.
And finding out what the *hell* was going on.
****
The incessant beeping was the first thing that entered Ken's little world. Numbly reaching into the pocket of his pants, he pulled out his black and gray D-3. He stared at the little screen and the glowing blue dot that he dimly realized was the energy signature of Daisuke's blue D-3.
"Ken!"
Turning his head, he saw Daisuke, V-mon, and Wormmon all running towards him. Part of his mind screamed for him to run, to get away before anyone else could hurt him, but he didn't move. He was too tired to run anymore.
Daisuke stopped a few feet from Ken, and stared at his boyfriend's face. He saw the still wet trails of tears that had fallen from his eyes, and those beautiful blue orbs, normally full of life, were now devoid of that life, looking haunted and way too old for a child Ken's age. Ken's eyes reminded him of the couple of weeks after he had ceased being the Digimon Kaiser.
"Ken...?"
"Hello, Daisuke." Ken said tiredly.
Daisuke glanced from Oikawa to Ken and back again. He was thoroughly confused as to what was going on. Moving over towards Ken, he reached out to lay a comforting hand on the other boy's shoulder, but Ken drew back at his touch. Biting his lip, Daisuke stared at Ken for a couple of heartbreaking moments, before dropping his hand. After a few moments, Daisuke worked up the courage to ask, "What's going on?" When Ken didn't respond, he reached out to try and comfort him, but halfway into his motion, he remembered that Ken no longer welcomed it, and dropped his hand silently to his side. "Ken... please?"
The hurt tone in Daisuke's voice finally caused something in Ken to snap. "Why don't you ask *him*!" he cried in anger, rising to his feet. "He is, after all, the one who did this to me!" He pointed to Oikawa, whose figure stayed unmoving, "He made my life a living hell, and I didn't even recall why until a couple hours ago!" Ken stopped his angry triad, pausing to catch his breath, his chest heaving.
"But what did he do?!" Daisuke asked, not really addressing the question to Ken, but to anyone there. He was tired of being left out of the loop, and Ken's recent behavior was really starting to frighten him.
Ken was really not aware of what he was saying anymore, caught up as he was in his anger. "He raped me!"
Silence hung in the air, as Ken realized what he just said. He clamped a hand over his mouth. "Oh... my... god..." he whispered.
This was not the way he wanted things to go.
TBC....
Bwhahahahahahaha... *cough cough* Man, I have to stop being so evil...
Ken: God, I hope not... I've been tortured enough.
Daisuke: *hugs Ken*
-_-;;
All pervious disclaimers, warnings, etc still apply.
Awakened Memories
By: Robin Terrae
Chapter 7: Confrontation, Part II
Ken wanted to scream, to cry out in rage, to do *something*, but he couldn't. All he could do was stare at the transparent form in front of him, the screaming and pleading of his eleven-year-old self echoing throughout his head.
He could remember it, *all* of it. The pain, the suffering, the humiliation. It was something that would forever be a part of him; that was burned into his skin. His brother's death was only the catalyst, the pain of the truth of the hurt and destruction that he had caused as the Digimon Kaiser had cracked and tainted his innocence. The re-birth of Wormmon had given him hope that it could be fixed.
His experience at the hands of Oikawa had shattered it.
It lay broken, glittering pieces on the floor of the semi-truck, on a dark December night, three years ago. It lay, destroyed, as Ken had the most intimate part of him violated to satisfy another.
And Ken understood why he never remembered it until today. If he had, he never would've gotten through the last three years. He never would have had Daisuke as his love.
Then he wondered if he would again.
He squeezed his eyes shut, causing the tears that he didn't even realize were there, to fall, running rivulets down his pale cheeks. His hands were clenched at his sides, his fingernails biting into his skin, spouting little crescents of blood.
Oikawa watched this, seemingly uncaring as the boy in front of him tortured himself. Unable to fathom the reasons, he asked, "What brings you here?"
Ken's eyes shot open, his eyes full of anger instead of the fear that had been there earlier. "You... *bastard*." He hissed, "I can't believe that you have the *gall* to ask me such a question." His voice grew louder, the anger and pain coming to the front. "It's because of you that my life has suddenly turned to hell!" He glared at the presence in front of him. "And I bet that you have no clue what I'm talking about, do you?"
Oikawa shook his head. Many of his memories from the time of his possession by Belial Vamdemon were hazy at best. His last clear memory of his former life was watching the eight Chosen Children returning to the Digital World after their battles with Vamdemon, mere moments before he had agreed to the proposition that would forever alter his life, and set his fate into stone.
"The night you kidnapped me to copy the Dark Seed, you did something to me. You did something, that has forever changed me."
Pausing, Ken stared into the eyes of his tormenter. This next part was going to be the hardest to say, and by saying it out loud, he was going to be admitting it, not only to himself, but to the whole world as well.
"You... raped me."
****
Daisuke paused on the hill overlooking the valley. When he didn't see any sign of Ken, he double checked his D-3, and saw that he was, indeed in the right place.
"Come on, Ken... where are you?" It was a whispered plea, and Daisuke didn't really expect an answer. He thought that all this was over and done with, that they had dealt with all of Ken's scars.
But he was wrong.
Daisuke sighed, and the Digimon that followed him faithfully glanced up at him. But Daisuke merely shook his head, and continued on.
Wormmon spared a glance at V-mon and saw his worry reflected in the little dragon's red eyes. Ever since the Jogress Evolution three years ago, when they had become one, they had begun to consider each other's chosen as their own. While that didn't mean that V-mon could evolve with Ken around, or Wormmon could with Daisuke, it did mean that each Digimon would fight to their last breath to protect the children.
And now both Digimon were worried about their partners. They were being led by only by the D-3's detection mode, and Daisuke looked like he was about to drop. According to V-mon, Daisuke had barely ate and only slept a few hours between the time that Ken had made his hasty retreat from the part till Ken had shown up on the Motomiya doorstep. Although Wormmon didn't doubt that Daisuke was in better shape that his partner, he really didn't want the tanned boy to suffer and run himself into the ground.
Wormmon had almost made the suggestion to stop and rest, but had closed his mouth before the words had been voiced. He knew what Daisuke's reaction would've been, and didn't see that point of wasting the energy on suggesting it. Instead, he crawled on in silence, worrying about the state of his human partner.
****
It was quiet following Ken's confession. Oikawa stared blankly at the teenager in front of him, as if not comprehending him. He had not uttered a word since Ken had dropped his bombshell.
Ken had closed his eyes, clenching them tight, in order to try and stop the tears from falling. After hearing no reaction from the ghostly apparition in front of him, he growled low in his throat. Opening his eyes, he stared into the black eyes of Oikawa and saw no recognition. He felt the rage in himself building, and screaming words that even he didn't realize he knew, charged Oikawa.
Of course, he forgot one very important fact. Oikawa was, for intents and purposes, dead, and his very essence would forever be kept in the Data Stream of the Digital World, never able to inhabit a flesh and blood body again.
Because of this, Ken went right through him, falling to his hands and knees, tears running unchecked down his face. Facing away from both Oikawa and the direction he had come in, he had neglected to hear the beeping of his D-3, which showed one particular energy signal getting close to Ken's position.
Daisuke...
****
Daisuke almost let out a whoop of joy when he realized how close to Ken was, and his attitude was catching. Both V-mon and Wormmon had cheered up some. V-mon, because his partner was happy, and Wormmon because that meant he would be reunited with Ken, and would hopefully be able to get to the bottom of what was bothering his human so.
Daisuke ran up the hill, the two Digimon on his heels. Reaching the top of the hill, Daisuke looked past the row of trees to the little field that lay beyond it, searching for the dark hair and maroon shirt of his boyfriend. 'Where is he...?'
He kept scanning the little meadow for a couple of more minutes, trying to find any sign of Ken, when he noticed a familiar figure on the far side of the field. "It can't be..." he whispered, blinking.
"Hey, isn't that..." V-mon started, noticing the same figure that Daisuke had.
"Oikawa." Daisuke said, "But I thought he turned into all those little Sailormoon-type butterflies."
"He gave himself up to restore the Digital World." Wormmon answered after a moment, "But I didn't think that he could still give himself a human form."
Daisuke squinted a bit, "Not really human, you can see right through hi... Ken!"
Both Digimon stared up at Daisuke at his outburst. Instead of saying anything more, Daisuke pointed and the two Digimon could see the back of a maroon shirt that Ken had worn that day. They saw him beyond the figure of the man that was once Oikawa Yukio, kneeling, his hands clutching the mounds of grass in front of him. If they didn't know any better, they thought that Ken's back was heaving... from what they didn't know.
Growing more concerned every passing moment, Daisuke moved out from the cover of the trees, hoping to help Ken in some way. Although he wasn't the best person when it came to emotional problems and the like, he was able to make it up with pure sprit and friendliness. But then, no one, save Wormmon knew and understood Ken as well as he did.
He moved faster, dimly aware of the Digimon following at his feet. All that was on his mind now was getting to Ken.
And finding out what the *hell* was going on.
****
The incessant beeping was the first thing that entered Ken's little world. Numbly reaching into the pocket of his pants, he pulled out his black and gray D-3. He stared at the little screen and the glowing blue dot that he dimly realized was the energy signature of Daisuke's blue D-3.
"Ken!"
Turning his head, he saw Daisuke, V-mon, and Wormmon all running towards him. Part of his mind screamed for him to run, to get away before anyone else could hurt him, but he didn't move. He was too tired to run anymore.
Daisuke stopped a few feet from Ken, and stared at his boyfriend's face. He saw the still wet trails of tears that had fallen from his eyes, and those beautiful blue orbs, normally full of life, were now devoid of that life, looking haunted and way too old for a child Ken's age. Ken's eyes reminded him of the couple of weeks after he had ceased being the Digimon Kaiser.
"Ken...?"
"Hello, Daisuke." Ken said tiredly.
Daisuke glanced from Oikawa to Ken and back again. He was thoroughly confused as to what was going on. Moving over towards Ken, he reached out to lay a comforting hand on the other boy's shoulder, but Ken drew back at his touch. Biting his lip, Daisuke stared at Ken for a couple of heartbreaking moments, before dropping his hand. After a few moments, Daisuke worked up the courage to ask, "What's going on?" When Ken didn't respond, he reached out to try and comfort him, but halfway into his motion, he remembered that Ken no longer welcomed it, and dropped his hand silently to his side. "Ken... please?"
The hurt tone in Daisuke's voice finally caused something in Ken to snap. "Why don't you ask *him*!" he cried in anger, rising to his feet. "He is, after all, the one who did this to me!" He pointed to Oikawa, whose figure stayed unmoving, "He made my life a living hell, and I didn't even recall why until a couple hours ago!" Ken stopped his angry triad, pausing to catch his breath, his chest heaving.
"But what did he do?!" Daisuke asked, not really addressing the question to Ken, but to anyone there. He was tired of being left out of the loop, and Ken's recent behavior was really starting to frighten him.
Ken was really not aware of what he was saying anymore, caught up as he was in his anger. "He raped me!"
Silence hung in the air, as Ken realized what he just said. He clamped a hand over his mouth. "Oh... my... god..." he whispered.
This was not the way he wanted things to go.
TBC....
Bwhahahahahahaha... *cough cough* Man, I have to stop being so evil...