DISCLAIMER: I do not own Digimon or any of its characters. I just like to torture them. Please don't sue.
Authoress's Notes: Why do I use Kaiser rather than Emperor? Because it's what they use in the Japanese, and it sounds cooler! That's why. WARNING: (Or just letting you know, if you should happen to like either couple.) This fic has major Kenyako and Dakari! I am now officially both a Takari and Dakari fan (I know that's kind of stupid of me but I can honestly picture her with either guy) and I prefer writing Dakari. ('Suke-chan is just so kawaii that he *deserves* Kari.) Whether things work out with either couple, you have to read and discover for yourself, because I refuse to spoil it. I love feedback. Really. If you write me you'll get a response. I swear. The addy is (it's just like my penname) [email protected]
I love this song. It should be the official theme song of the Kaiser/Miyako coupling. It just fits SO perfectly. Thanx to KatGrrl for helping me figure out the lyrics. ^_^ What would I do without her?
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Know all about, yeah, 'bout your reputation
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless every time
That I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it any more
Oh, I know I should go,
But I need your touch just too damn much
Yeah, loving you,
Isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well, I should try to be strong
But, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Might be a mistake
A mistake I'm makin'
But what you're givin' I am happy to be takin'
'Cause no one's ever made me the feel the way I feel when I'm
In your arms
They say us of the night should do without
They don't know what goes on when the lights go out
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Of loving you
Yeah, isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well, I should try to be strong
But, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
I should try to run
But I just can't seem to
'Cause every time I run
You're the one I run to
Can't live without
What you do to me
I don't care if I'm in too deep, yeah
Know all about, 'bout your reputation
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless every time
That I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it any more
Oh, I know I should go,
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you, yeah
Isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well, I should try to be strong
But, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
--LeAnn Rimes, "Right Kind of Wrong", on the "Coyote Ugly" soundtrack
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From Takeru's journal:
November 3
Well, this is it. The sixth anniversary of our imprisonment.
I still miss Patamon with every passing moment.
I think, on reflection, that we should have known that we would never win. Ken was just too strong. Too powerful. Kimeramon was too devilish of a beast.
We lost to him.
But Ken didn't kill us.
I thank God, or whoever is up there, every day, for that.
My best friends are all still alive.
Our digimon are alive, too, but we're not allowed to speak to them. I have not had any direct communication with Patamon in six long years, but sometimes we ask the digimon slaves about them, and so we know they are all still alive--and as okay as you can be wearing a Dark Spiral.
The last words I said to him were, "It's gonna be all right, Pegasusmon." Right. And even after he de-digivolved back to Patamon and Ken defeated us, I still believed it, for a while. Up until I looked in the mirror one morning, realized that on Earth the older DigiDestined have long since given up on us, our parents have stopped searching for us, and also realized that I'll probably live out the rest of my days in this suite.
Ken must have a soft side, because we're not ill-treated. We're each living in a suite of nice rooms (a bedroom, bathroom, kitchenette, and tiny private living room) with a common living room (since the private ones only hold two people comfortably) and dining room, all of which are cleaned for us by digimon slaves. We get three good meals a day. He keeps us in decent, comfortable clothes. He's given us the curriculum to finish our educations--we've had so little to keep us busy we all got ahead, even Davis. We've all finished college, except Cody, who's finished with high school and will soon be a sophomore in college.
And the five of us have each other. Kari and Davis are a little closer than the rest of us care to get, but we've all grown accustomed and resigned to this life.
I feel sorry for Cody. The rest of us had a chance to live a little before this happened, but he was only ten. He's sixteen now and he should be able to enjoy himself. That's a weird feeling. He's older now than the rest of us were when this whole mess happened. Kari, Davis and I were thirteen, and Yolei was fifteen.
I don't know what could ever happen to get us out now. I guess the fact that we've resigned ourselves to our fate is a good thing. There's not much we can do to change it now.
T.K.--Takeru Takaishi
Ken was in the control room, monitoring different areas of the Digital World. Once he'd captured the DigiDestined, taking over had been a snap.
He was not sure why he had not killed them.
Maybe it was a twinge from his soft side. He *did* have one, he just didn't admit to it.
Maybe he was afraid. He had an idea that if the DigiDestined were destroyed, the Digital World might be destroyed.
Maybe he just wanted to toy with them. At any minute he could send a digimon down there to kill them all, and they knew it. They were defenseless without their own digimon.
"Master?" A low, quavering voice asked. It was Wormmon.
"What is it?" Ken asked through clenched teeth. The thought had crossed his mind once or twice that maybe he should put a Dark Spiral on Wormmon, but Wormmon could not possibly be any more submissive than he was naturally. If Wormmon was put through that, not much would change.
The small digimon cowered before his Digipartner. "Today it's been six years since you captured the DigiDestined."
"Six years? Is that all?" Ken smiled crookedly. "Have I ever been to check on them?"
"Only once, Master. Back when you first captured them, you watched them go into their prison."
~I can't believe I never went back. I wonder what they do all day.~ Ken did not express the thought verbally. It was a weak thought. Something from the soft side he had once tried to obliterate, and on discovering that it was impossible, now just hid it. "Hmph. My digimon serve me well. I have not lost track of them. I know what goes on. Everything. Perhaps I should go gloat over their defeat."
Before Wormmon could say, "Whatever makes you happy, Master," Ken was up out of his chair and heading for the rooms where he kept his most prized trophy of victory over the DigiWorld.
~But why am I doing this? Why do I care now?~
A/N: Ah, done with the first of sixteen chapters. (Yeah, that includes the epilogue.) The finished fic was, in its entirety, 108 pages long. (Times New Roman font, size 12.) This is just a little more than three, and it was mostly notes and the song. Gah! Oh well, expect longer chapters than this in the near future. I just like short (but informative) intros.
Authoress's Notes: Why do I use Kaiser rather than Emperor? Because it's what they use in the Japanese, and it sounds cooler! That's why. WARNING: (Or just letting you know, if you should happen to like either couple.) This fic has major Kenyako and Dakari! I am now officially both a Takari and Dakari fan (I know that's kind of stupid of me but I can honestly picture her with either guy) and I prefer writing Dakari. ('Suke-chan is just so kawaii that he *deserves* Kari.) Whether things work out with either couple, you have to read and discover for yourself, because I refuse to spoil it. I love feedback. Really. If you write me you'll get a response. I swear. The addy is (it's just like my penname) [email protected]
I love this song. It should be the official theme song of the Kaiser/Miyako coupling. It just fits SO perfectly. Thanx to KatGrrl for helping me figure out the lyrics. ^_^ What would I do without her?
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Know all about, yeah, 'bout your reputation
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless every time
That I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it any more
Oh, I know I should go,
But I need your touch just too damn much
Yeah, loving you,
Isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well, I should try to be strong
But, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Might be a mistake
A mistake I'm makin'
But what you're givin' I am happy to be takin'
'Cause no one's ever made me the feel the way I feel when I'm
In your arms
They say us of the night should do without
They don't know what goes on when the lights go out
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Of loving you
Yeah, isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well, I should try to be strong
But, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
I should try to run
But I just can't seem to
'Cause every time I run
You're the one I run to
Can't live without
What you do to me
I don't care if I'm in too deep, yeah
Know all about, 'bout your reputation
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless every time
That I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can't fight it any more
Oh, I know I should go,
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you, yeah
Isn't really something I should do
Shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well, I should try to be strong
But, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Baby, you're the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby, you're the right kind of wrong
--LeAnn Rimes, "Right Kind of Wrong", on the "Coyote Ugly" soundtrack
*
From Takeru's journal:
November 3
Well, this is it. The sixth anniversary of our imprisonment.
I still miss Patamon with every passing moment.
I think, on reflection, that we should have known that we would never win. Ken was just too strong. Too powerful. Kimeramon was too devilish of a beast.
We lost to him.
But Ken didn't kill us.
I thank God, or whoever is up there, every day, for that.
My best friends are all still alive.
Our digimon are alive, too, but we're not allowed to speak to them. I have not had any direct communication with Patamon in six long years, but sometimes we ask the digimon slaves about them, and so we know they are all still alive--and as okay as you can be wearing a Dark Spiral.
The last words I said to him were, "It's gonna be all right, Pegasusmon." Right. And even after he de-digivolved back to Patamon and Ken defeated us, I still believed it, for a while. Up until I looked in the mirror one morning, realized that on Earth the older DigiDestined have long since given up on us, our parents have stopped searching for us, and also realized that I'll probably live out the rest of my days in this suite.
Ken must have a soft side, because we're not ill-treated. We're each living in a suite of nice rooms (a bedroom, bathroom, kitchenette, and tiny private living room) with a common living room (since the private ones only hold two people comfortably) and dining room, all of which are cleaned for us by digimon slaves. We get three good meals a day. He keeps us in decent, comfortable clothes. He's given us the curriculum to finish our educations--we've had so little to keep us busy we all got ahead, even Davis. We've all finished college, except Cody, who's finished with high school and will soon be a sophomore in college.
And the five of us have each other. Kari and Davis are a little closer than the rest of us care to get, but we've all grown accustomed and resigned to this life.
I feel sorry for Cody. The rest of us had a chance to live a little before this happened, but he was only ten. He's sixteen now and he should be able to enjoy himself. That's a weird feeling. He's older now than the rest of us were when this whole mess happened. Kari, Davis and I were thirteen, and Yolei was fifteen.
I don't know what could ever happen to get us out now. I guess the fact that we've resigned ourselves to our fate is a good thing. There's not much we can do to change it now.
T.K.--Takeru Takaishi
Ken was in the control room, monitoring different areas of the Digital World. Once he'd captured the DigiDestined, taking over had been a snap.
He was not sure why he had not killed them.
Maybe it was a twinge from his soft side. He *did* have one, he just didn't admit to it.
Maybe he was afraid. He had an idea that if the DigiDestined were destroyed, the Digital World might be destroyed.
Maybe he just wanted to toy with them. At any minute he could send a digimon down there to kill them all, and they knew it. They were defenseless without their own digimon.
"Master?" A low, quavering voice asked. It was Wormmon.
"What is it?" Ken asked through clenched teeth. The thought had crossed his mind once or twice that maybe he should put a Dark Spiral on Wormmon, but Wormmon could not possibly be any more submissive than he was naturally. If Wormmon was put through that, not much would change.
The small digimon cowered before his Digipartner. "Today it's been six years since you captured the DigiDestined."
"Six years? Is that all?" Ken smiled crookedly. "Have I ever been to check on them?"
"Only once, Master. Back when you first captured them, you watched them go into their prison."
~I can't believe I never went back. I wonder what they do all day.~ Ken did not express the thought verbally. It was a weak thought. Something from the soft side he had once tried to obliterate, and on discovering that it was impossible, now just hid it. "Hmph. My digimon serve me well. I have not lost track of them. I know what goes on. Everything. Perhaps I should go gloat over their defeat."
Before Wormmon could say, "Whatever makes you happy, Master," Ken was up out of his chair and heading for the rooms where he kept his most prized trophy of victory over the DigiWorld.
~But why am I doing this? Why do I care now?~
A/N: Ah, done with the first of sixteen chapters. (Yeah, that includes the epilogue.) The finished fic was, in its entirety, 108 pages long. (Times New Roman font, size 12.) This is just a little more than three, and it was mostly notes and the song. Gah! Oh well, expect longer chapters than this in the near future. I just like short (but informative) intros.