Lessons In Friendship

A/N: When I first posted this story on April 11th back in 2005, it...well...received rather mixed reviews. It was the first story I had ever posted on this site, on any site if you want to know the truth, and to put it bluntly, it was a bit of a flop. Both grammar and spelling for this fic were terrible and I most definitely didn't have the same grasp on the characters as I do now, despite having watched all seasons of Digimon and being a huge fan. In other words, my reviewers were completely right, even if I hadn't wanted to admit it to myself at the time. Now, several years later I've had a chance to come back to this story to do some major editing, and though the story hasn't lost its original spirit, it is much improved to the point where I don't think my original reviewers will recognize it anymore. Not because the story has changed, but because I've become much more in tune with the characters and my writing, and I have much more respect for the fandom and for writing in general. Thus, I would like to say a huge thank you to all of my original reviewers. If it wasn't for all of you, I wouldn't be the same writer I am today. I'm much improved, but there's still much I have to learn, and with every story I keep getting better. To any new reviewers, it would be much appreciated if you reviewed as I still read every review I get, even for old stories, and for old reviewers, by all means drop me another review, anonymously if you have to, to let me know what you think of the improved version. And to the reviewer who now calls himself Fanfiction's Lawbreaker, in many ways you were right as well, and I credit a lot of my eventual success on this site to you. Your words were harsh, but they were just what I needed to improve my writing, so I thank you for that. You'll probably never read this, but that's okay. It's the thought that counts. For every bad review I got, I probably deserved it, but I learned and this is the result. I didn't give up and that's my message to all of you. Your first story might not be a success, as was the case with me, but never give up. Eventually those good reviews will come, and you'll feel much more proud of yourself when they do, especially since you'll know then that they're well deserved.- Broken Angel01 (May 6th, 2011)

Chapter 1: Dilemma

"Oh no. No way! Forget it, Ken, there's no way I'm talking to him!"

Twelve year old former Digimon Emperor Ken Ichijouji sighed and sat down on the ground next to his best friend, twelve year old Davis Motomiya. To his amusement, the goggle-headed Digidestined leader was currently glaring at him and looking rather alarmed by his suggestion.

"Davis, listen...This fighting between you and T.K. has got to stop before you guys end up really hurting each other."

"Well, maybe if Saint Dorkus would quit acting like he's better than me we wouldn't have a problem, would we!"

Ken put a hand to his forehead, trying not to scream with frustration.

It wasn't working very well.

It was a beautiful afternoon, and the two of them were walking down the street, heading towards the Motomiya residence. What should have been a nice, peaceful stroll through the streets of Odaiba was unfortunately turning out to be a major headache, seeing as how they were having the same stupid argument they had pretty much everyday, only this time the former Emperor was not so willing to give up. T.K and Davis were both his friends, and he was tired of being stuck in the middle of all their fights.

It was time for him to resort to drastic measures.

Reaching out, he grabbed Davis by the wrist, and without further ado he started to drag the goggle-headed leader down the street towards the highschool, where he knew a certain blond musician would be watching his best friend's soccer practice.

Davis finally clued into what he was doing, and immediately the goggle-headed leader started to protest. "Ken, would you quit it! I told you, it won't do any good anyway. In case you failed to notice, Matt and I...well, we don't exactly get along too well. I mean, sure we're friends, but...I don't know...Crest of Friendship and all that. Sometimes I can't help thinking that giving Matt the Crest of Friendship might have been the Digital World's idea of a joke. Either that or Gennai accidentally got the crests mixed up when he was escaping the Dark Masters!"

Ken frowned at his best friend, his violet eyes filling with disapproval. "I know it's hard to believe, but Matt might actually be able to help you. T.K. is his brother, after all."

"So? That doesn't mean anything! And you know I get along better with Tai. I...don't think Matt really thinks very much of me..."

Thankfully, at this point in their conversation, the soccer field came into sight, and Ken spotted the older Digidestined sitting around a picnic table, talking amongst themselves. Izzy, as usual, was typing away on his computer, Mimi was filing her nails, Sora was tossing a tennis ball into the air and catching it, while Matt was frowning down at a piece of paper in his hands, occasionally making a notation. Tai was racing across the soccer field with the ball in his possession and his teammates right behind him.

"Hey, guys, what's up?" Mimi called from her seat on top of the table next to Matt.

"Actually, Matt? We wanted to talk to you, if that's okay," Ken said seriously, shooting Davis a look, who made a face at him in return.

Handsome blond Matt Ishida, musician extraordinaire and lead singer of the Teenage Wolves, lifted his deep sapphire eyes to gaze at them with mild interest. "What is it?" he asked, the blank look on his face giving them no indication as to how he was feeling at the moment.

Thanks to the golden-haired Digidestined's monotonous response, it was hard to judge his mood. He sounded neither interested in what they had to say, nor annoyed that they had interrupted him in the middle of writing a song.

Which could mean...well, anything really...

Ken placed a smile on his face and he gave Davis a push, nearly knocking the goggle-headed leader over the table and straight into Matt's lap. Somehow, Davis managed to steady himself just in time, and he sank into the seat opposite the blond musician, looking very uncomfortable. "Actually, Davis wanted to talk to you."

"I did not!" Davis squawked, looking indignant.

Matt raised a golden eyebrow, and he glanced between the two of them, his expression never changing. "Is anyone going to bother telling me what's going on?"

Seeing as how Davis was too angry to reply, Ken answered for him. "It's about T.K."

Matt sighed and slowly set aside his writing, glancing once at the soccer field, where Tai had just scored a goal. "If this is about Kari again, I don't want to hear it. When are you two going to learn that it's her decision who she wants to go out with, not yours?"

Ken quickly shook his head. "No, it's more than that. Davis, why don't you explain."

Davis snorted loudly. "What, to him? You've got to be kidding me!"

Matt's eyes narrowed into a frown "What's that supposed to mean?"

Davis smirked at him, but despite the look on the goggle-headed leader's face, Ken could tell his friend was panicking slightly, which he knew could be very bad. "Sorry, Matt, I know you have the Crest of Friendship and all, but...well, you're not exactly the person I'd go to for advice on this kind of thing. I mean...how does Tai stand it? I know! It must be having his pick of all the fan girls!"

At this point, Ken felt a sudden strong desire to smack himself in the forehead.

Uh oh...

Seeing the look in Matt's deep blue eyes and the way the golden-haired Digidestined's face had paled slightly, his entire body becoming as rigid as an ice sculpture, Ken could tell Davis had really stepped over the line this time, and as a result, his heart sank like a rock. For a moment, it looked as if Matt was going to reach over the picnic table and smack the goggle-headed leader across the face, but instead he clenched his hands into tight fists and glared at Davis, his eyes as hard as ice and his words deathly quiet. "That was low, Davis, even for you."

"Well, it's kinda true, you know. I don't get it. Why is everyone always getting on my case about T.O.? You and Tai fight more in one day than the two of us have since we met! Shouldn't you be the ones in the hot seat? I've barely ever seen you even give Tai so much as a smile! "

"Davis," Izzy warned, glancing anxiously at Matt. The computer whiz had dragged himself out of his techno world long enough to figure out that the tension in the atmosphere was thickening, and judging by the look on his face he didn't seem too happy about it.

Davis, being as clueless as usual, continued to rant. "Sometimes you act like you don't even care about him at all. Sorry, Ken, but I think I'd rather get my friendship advice from someone who actually practices what he preaches instead of ragging on me all the time."

This is turning out at all like I was hoping it would...

Davis went to stand up, but Matt's hand on his arm stopped him. "What?"

Davis tried to pull his arm away, but the blond held on tight, the look in his eyes making the goggle-headed leader pause. "Davis...you really think after everything we've all been through that I don't care about Tai?"