Davis had risen with the sun the next morning, and found himself too excited to get back to sleep. Luckily, when he woke Chibimon up, he was guaranteed entertainment until Ken and Taichi finally woke up as well. Pinamon wasn't around anymore, already moved to his new home with Davis' old doctor. The boy was practically bouncing all throughout breakfast, and even as they helped him to get washed and dressed. He seemed to be doing much better walking by himself, too, as he practically made it all the way down to Taichi's van by himself, only needing help down the stairs. The ride into Tokyo was long, but he was nothing short of wired. When they arrived at the apartment building, Davis practically shot into the elevator and reached the top first, Chibimon perched on his shoulder. But a peculiar sight befell Ken, Wormmon, and Taichi as they emerged from the stairwell a few minutes after Davis had already gotten off. He'd reached the apartment, and even saw the plaque next to the door that read his last name, Motomiya. But he was just sort of standing there, staring at the door.
Taichi frowned worriedly as he approached the boy. "Davis, what wrong?" he asked and placed a supportive hand on Davis' shoulder. "Nervous?"
Ken came around the other side and held Davis' hand in both his own. "We don't have to do this today," he said, almost hopefully. "We can wait until another time."
Davis swallowed, shaking his head. "No, no, I want to do it today, I just... need a minute..." He finished his sentence with a shaky laugh, looking up at Taichi and smiling. "I'm not nervous, I'm just..." He laughed again, hoping it would relieve the tension a bit. "Okay, I am nervous."
"You want us to wait for you in the van?" Taichi asked and pointed his thumb back over his shoulder. "Maybe you'll be less nervous if there aren't as many people around."
"No, that's not it. I actually... feel better with you guys here." Davis moved his hand to squeeze Ken's, and took a deep breath in. "Alright." He lifted his other hand and hesitated only another moment before he knocked on the wood.
It took a moment for anyone to come to the door. When it did open, it wasn't Davis' mom or dad standing there, but rather his older sister. She'd matured in the past six years. Jun had taken to straightening her hair and wore a green headband over her bangs. The knee length jean skirt she wore went well with the green blouse that was fashionable for someone her age. "Yes, may I help yo-" Only her voice trailed off when she saw the boy at the door. The boy she would recognize no matter what after all those evenings of babysitting, walking him to school teasing him, and keeping a secret watchful eye on him. "Oh my god..."
Davis inhaled sharply and then found himself unable to let out the breath. His sister had changed a lot, but he knew instantly that it was her. He wanted to say something, anything, but nothing was surfacing to his lips. He managed to start breathing again and quietly spat out, "Jun?"
She blinked back at him, mouth hanging open slightly. Jun breathed in the same fashion he did, but the words that followed weren't as much. "Mom!" the young woman suddenly shouted. "Mom! Mom get out here!" Jun ran back inside the apartment regardless to find her mother. "Mom! Mom! Dad! Mom! Dad!" Davis took a deep breath in, looking at Ken and Taichi and managing a small smile. This was it. This was really happening. He was going to get to see his parents again, and show them that he wasn't dead. He swallowed and turned his eyes back into the apartment."It's him!" came Jun's voice from somewhere inside the apartment. "Him! It's Davis! No mom, I'm not lying, it's really him!" There was the sound of fast moving feet and Itsuyo appeared in the open doorway. Her eyes were wide as she tried to catch her breath. She stared at the boy on her threshold for only a few split seconds before tears flooded her eyes. "Daisuke!" Itsuyo threw herself forward, wrapping her arms around him. Davis was almost taller than her now. "Daisuke! Daisuke, my baby!"
Davis gasped when his mother suddenly appeared and hugged him. He was still for a moment, before breaking his hands free to wrap his arms around her waist and burying his face in the crook of her shoulder. "Mom..."
"I c-can't buh-liev... You ju-hust disapp-pp... Daisuk-k-ke! I muh-missed you so-so-suh..." The woman could hardly get the words out past her joyful sobs. She pulled back just enough to look into his eyes and cup his face in her palm. "Muh-My ba-b-baby b-boy. Y-You're ho-huhm...!"
Davis smiled shakily, though his lips twitched as tears starting to well up in his eyes. "Y-yeah... I-I'm home now."
Itsuyo just hugged him again, her grasp as tight as she could manage, and sobbed into the front of her son's shirt. That's when Hideo came around the corner. "Itsuyo, what's all the commotion about?" He stopped, like the other's had, and stared at the boy. "Son...?"
Davis held his mother now, rubbing her shoulders with one hand. He sniffled, tears running down his cheeks, and looked up with glassy eyes when his dad appeared in the foyer. "Yeah... hi, dad," he said in a choked up voice.
"My son..." Hideo gasped. "Daisuke, my son." The man rushed forward now, coming around Davis' side and wrapped his arms around both wife and son. "I can't believe it. You finally came home." He shed tears, but his were silent. Ken stepped back when the man came around, trying his best to stay out of the way. Seeing the reunion certainly was a happy sight, but it only made the pale boy's chest ache. From his spot hidden in a duffle bag alongside Chibimon, Wormmon watched the reunion with a happier expression. This is what they'd been working for all these years, to finally get Davis home to his family. He looked up at his boy, but his antenna drooped when he saw the sad look on his own partner's face. He could only imagine what Ken was going through, watching this. Davis was still holding his mother tightly and had broken down into tears against her shoulder and his father's chest.
Ken closed his eyes and turned his head away. "I can't do this..." he whispered and ran off. Taichi watched him run back towards the elevator, but he said nothing and didn't run after the boy.
Finally, Itsuyo pulled back, smiling and wiping her eyes. "Well what are we all standing out here, for? Come on, let's get inside. Daisuke... I can't believe I'm saying that name again... Daisuke, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Hideo, go get him a soda and those little candies I picked up at the store the other day."
"I-I'm fine, mom," Davis said, smiling gently and wiping his eyes with the back of his sleeve. "I want you to meet..." he started, loosening his arms so he could turn around. He looked confused for a moment when he realized Ken wasn't there anymore. "My friends..." His voice trailed off for a moment, but then he swallowed and said, "This is Taichi... He helped me out a lot and let me stay with him while we were t-trying to find you guys."
"Taichi? Taichi... Taichi... Oh!" Itsuyo clapped her hands together and smiled. "You coached Daisuke when he was in elementary school!"
Taichi grunted softly when she was suddenly hugging him, but he smiled. "Y-Yeah, that's me."
"Thank you so much for looking after our boy!"
"It was nothing, really," he insisted and pat her gently on the back. Davis smiled weakly as he watched that. He even laughed a little, but it sort of trailed off as he looked off down the hall, wondering where Ken had gone, and why.
She started to usher everyone inside. "Come on! Come on! We have a lot to talk about." Once in the living room, Jun came running up and hugged her brother. It became obvious that she'd been trying to fix her make up from crying. So maybe she hadn't changed too much. Hideo came out with a tray of sodas and water and the candies his wife had mentioned and set them on the coffee table. Davis allowed himself to be ushered inside, but he gave Taichi a concerned look, hoping the other boy picked up on what he was asking. He wanted to run after Ken and find out what was wrong, but he couldn't. Not now, when he was just starting to sit down with his family again. Taichi met the look and just gave a shrug. Honestly, he wasn't one hundred percent sure what the problem was himself. Both parents sat on their side of their son on the couch while Jun and Taichi took the love seat opposite them. "Daisuke, sweetheart, where on earth have you been?" Itsuyo asked, grabbing his hands in hers. "Look at you... Are those scars? Oh my god... You were kidnapped weren't you? You were kidnapped and tortured!"
Davis nodded his head gently, brown eyes casting at the floor as he tried to think of how to explain it. "Yeah, mom... I was kidnapped. That's where I've been all this time."
The poor woman broke down into tears all over again. "I should have looked harder!" she cried and threw her arms around him all over again. "My baby! I'm so sorry, Daisuke!"
Davis swallowed dryly and put his hand back on her shoulder. "It's... it's alright, mom. I'm back now, th-that's the important thing."
Hideo put an arm around Davis' shoulders. "Where have you been this whole time, son? How did you escape? Should we be calling the police? We might still be able to catch the guy."
"I don't... quite know where I was," Davis admitted. "In fact, I don't remember much of what happened... and if I ever saw what the guy looked like, I don't remember that, either. I... woke up in the park after getting knocked out one day, and my friends found me. But that was a few months ago... I'm guessing the guy is probably long gone."
"A few months?" his mother said. "You were so close by all this time? Oh!" She broke down again and Hideo had to pat her on the back to calm her down.
"We're just glad you found us, Daisuke," he said. "We really are sorry it took this long, though."
"That's okay..." Davis said, smiling gently. "I'm just... really glad to be at home again." He paused for a moment, licking his lips before he said, "I wanted to ask you guys a favor, though."
Hideo smiled and squeezed his son's shoulder. "Anything, Daisuke. It's not even a favor. You name it and you got it."
"I... there was another kid who was trapped with me," Davis explained. "A-and... well, his parents... They aren't around anymore. I thought, maybe... maybe he could stay here, with us."
Itsuyo gasped with her hands over her mouth. "How many of you were there?"
"Just the two of us," Davis said.
"Wh... Where is he?" the woman asked. "Of course he can stay with us. He'll need our support."
Davis' dad nodded. "For the two of you to recoup together will be better. Your mom raises a good question, where is he staying now?"
"Well he was... here with us when I knocked on the door. I don't know where he went..." He stood then, smiling at his parents. "Thanks, though. I'm gonna see if I can find him and then we'll be back."
Itsuyo grabbed her son's hand. "Daisuke..." She didn't have to say it. The simple tone in her voice relayed her fear of him leaving and for any reason not come back.
Davis smiled sadly back at his mother. "I know it's hard mom, but... we can't live in fear."
"Can't... Can't your friend Taichi go?" she asked and gestured to the young man across from her.
Taichi smiled. "Mrs. Motomiya, I swear I won't let anything happen to him. I've been taking care of him for this long, one more afternoon will be fine."
"I'll be back soon, mom. Promise." Davis leaned down and gave his mother another hug, kissing her cheek before he stood up again. "Alright?"
"Call me," she told him. "Call me when you get there and call me when you're about to leave. Please, Daisuke?"
"Sure," Davis said, nodding his head. "Just give me the new house number, and I'll make sure to do that."
She nodded and hurried to the kitchen where she wrote the number on the back of an old shopping list. "Here you go sweetheart, and you promise you'll call me?"
"I promise, mom," Davis said, taking the number and nodding again. "And we'll come right back afterwards."
"Oh! Daisuke, wait, I... I want to show you something." Itsuyo led Davis by his shoulders to a room near the back end of the apartment. "All the therapists said I shouldn't have done this, but I knew I would need it one day." She opened the door to reveal Davis' bedroom. Even in the new apartment, it was set up exactly as he'd left it. "I'm sure you'll want to make it older, but... I saved it for you."
"Oh..." A smile came to Davis' face when he walked into the room, looking around at everything. It really was just the way he remembered it, though it seemed his mother had taken the liberty of making his bed and setting it up with his clothes put away properly. That'd be easily fixed. "Thanks, mom..."He sniffled and wiped his face as the tears threatened to resurface. So, after all of that... they really hadn't given up on him after all.
His mom wrapped him up in a tight hug all over again. "Oh, sweetie, we always knew you'd come back. We had to believe, or else our lives would have been over."
"I'm... I'm glad," Davis said quietly. "I... always knew I'd get back here too, some day."
"We love you so much, Daisuke," she said into his ear, stroking his hair in that tender maternal fashion. "Never ever forget that. We love you."
Davis choked a little, nodding his head. "Y-yeah... I love you too," he answered quietly.
Itsuyo stood there holding her son for a few minutes, even swaying with him gently like mother's do, but she eventually let him go. "Go get your friend. We'll all sit down for dinner tonight. Your favorite, Daisuke. Anything you want." She smiled. "We'll even have desert first."
Davis laughed, smiling widely at his mother. "I can deal with dessert last, mom. But having my favorite sounds nice... I can't wait to have your cooking again."
She cast her brown eyes up at him, admiring how tall her son was now, and fixed a few stray frizzies of cinnamon colored hair. "All right. You get going. I want you home before it even gets remotely dark."
"Alright, mom," Davis said, still smiling. He didn't even mind being babied. He could understand why his mother was being protective- after all, he'd been gone, assumed dead, for six long years. He emerged back into the living room and motioned to Taichi that they were going. "And don't worry, I'll call!" he added before they were out the door.
Taichi got up from the sofa and followed Davis out. He waved to the Motomiyas and gave them another verbal reassurance before closing the door. "If we're lucky, Ken will just be down in the van," he said once they were in the elevator.
"I hope so..." Davis said, frowning as he leaned back against the wall for a bit of support.
"You feeling okay, though?" Taichi asked, looking at the younger brunet. "Physically, I mean. Anything hurting you?"
"No, I feel fine right now," Davis said. "I'm just hoping it stays that way."
"Well, just don't push yourself too much and you should be fine," Taichi said. The doors opened along with the little ping sound that signaled their floor. As they stepped out into the lobby, Taichi looked around quickly to see if Ken was hiding in a corner somewhere, but no luck. However, they were lucky enough to find the boy in the van, huddled down in the back end with his face in his knees.
Davis peered into the van, frowning when he spotted Ken. The Digimon were sitting at his feet, looking up at him sadly. "Ken?" Davis crawled in next to them, kneeling in front of the other boy. "Ken, what's the matter?"
Ken gasped softly. He looked up, eyes red rimmed and puffy from all his crying. "Davis... wh-why aren't you with your fa-family?"
"I wanted to see where you went off to..." Davis answered, frown deepening. "Why are you crying?"
"I-It was too hard," Ken said and shook his head. "They were so ha-happy to see you and all they wa-w-wanted to do was hold you. I... I couldn't... It hurt, D-Davis. I'm sorry I wasn't there, but it..." Ken choked and grabbed the front of his own shirt in a hard fist.
Davis didn't understand, but he crawled over to Ken's side and carefully wrapped his arms around the other boy. "What if I hold you?" he said quietly.
Ken turned and let his whole body just slump against Davis, practically bawling into his chest. "I nu-never g-g-got to suh-say goo-good-b-b-buh-hye!" Understanding then came over Davis' face, with a lowering of his eyes and a sad twitch of his lips. He couldn't say anything to that, he just held Ken tightly and let him cry. He knew how hard this must have been for him. He rubbed the other boy's shoulders with one hand like he did for his mother, knowing he couldn't do much more except be there for Ken. Ken's body started to rock back and forth as he sobbed into the front of Davis' shirt. "I d-don't wuh-hant to be all al-lo-lo-looone!"
"Ken..." Davis continued to gently rub the other boy's back, trying to wait for the boy to quiet down a little before he spoke. "I... asked my parents if you could live with us."
There came a loud wet sniffle before Ken lifted his face to look up at Davis. "You... You aren't g-gonna luh-leave me?"
"No... of course not, Ken," Davis said, shaking his head. "I know it's not the same, but... I want you to be a part of my family now." Ken made another sad noise as he sucked his bottom lip against his teeth, and then he wailed into Davis' shirt all over again, making very incoherent word sounds. Unable to make out a word that Ken was saying, Davis just tightened his arms around him and rocked him back and forth, like his mother had done for him moments ago.
The back doors to the van opened after a little while. During their whole wet, dripping, sobbing exchange, Taichi had driven them back to his own place. He looked inside the back end of the vehicle to see Ken asleep, having no doubt worn himself out, and curled up in Davis' lap. There were still stray tears sliding down his cheeks and this made Taichi frown sadly. "He really got worked up..."
"I don't blame him," Davis said with a small sigh. He peered out, realizing that they were back at Taichi's place. "What are we going to do here?"
Taichi grinned. "You've got stuff to take back with you, right? We're gonna gather it all up." The older teen held out his arms, offering to take Ken. Up in the apartment, he laid the boy down on the sofa and placed Wormmon there as well, then he went into his bedroom with Davis. "Since I can't wear them anymore, you'll be getting all my hand-me-downs," he said and started pulling things from the back of his closet.
"Sweet," Davis said, watching as a small pile of clothes started to accumulate on Taichi's bed. "Oh, sorry, I'm just gonna use your phone real quick to call my mom." He stood and made his way into the kitchen where the phone was, making sure to walk through the living room quietly.
Only one ring went by before Itsuyo picked up on the other end. "Daisuke? Daisuke, is that you?" she asked eagerly.
"Yes, it's me. I just wanted to tell you that we got back to Taichi's apartment alright. He's going to give me some clothes and some other things I used while I was here."
"Did you manage to find your friend?" she asked.
"Yeah, he was downstairs," Davis said into the phone, playing with the cord with one finger. "He's asleep now. He was sort of upset... you know."
"The poor thing," she sighed. "He really has no family?"
"Yeah," Davis answered. "He's never brought up grandparents or aunts or uncles or anything. I'm pretty sure it was just him and his parents."
"Well you tell him that your dad, sister and I are going to do everything we can to make him feel welcome. Anything he needs, he can ask us for."
Davis smiled slightly into the phone. "Thanks mom. I'm sure he'll appreciate it."
Her own smile could be heard in her voice. "You hurry up now. I'm going crazy over here. I need to hug you again!"
Davis laughed quietly. "Alright, alright... we'll be back soon." He paused, but then added, "I love you."
"I love you too, sweetheart, so, so, so much."
Still smiling, Davis then wished his mother goodbye and hung up the phone. He peered into the living room, and tried to tread lightly so as to not wake Ken as he headed back into the bedroom. Taichi had a duffle on the bed from his soccer team in high school. It was pretty scuffed up and a hole was slowly being worn into one end, but it didn't have to go far. "Davis, why don't you gather up Ken's books?" Taichi said as he continued to roll the shorts and shirts before stuffing them into the bag.
"Sure," Davis said with a nod. He headed into the guest bedroom and started to pick up things that obviously belonged to the other boy, tucking as much as he could under his arm.
"Davis?" Ken's voice was quiet from where he stood in the doorway, rubbing sleepily at his red, tear-dried eyes. "What are you doing with my things?"
Davis looked over his shoulder, smiling gently at the other boy. "Do you... remember what I asked you before, Ken?"
Ken shook his head. "I was too upset. I don't really remember anything either of us said..."
Davis carefully placed the items he was holding down on the spare bed. "I asked you if you wanted to come live with me and my family."
The pale boy looked surprised. "Oh, Davis... I... I don't want to impose..."
"No," Davis responded, shaking his head. "I already spoke to my family, and they'd be happy to have you."
"They're your family, Davis, not mine," Ken said nervously. "You've waited so long to be back with them... How could I even try to push my way into that? I couldn't..."
"You won't be pushing your way in," Davis insisted, walking over to Ken and picking up both of the other boy's hands in his own, holding them together gently. "I'm inviting you. I want you to be there with me, Ken."
Fresh tears literally stung Ken's eyes as he tried to blink them back. "I haven't been with a family in so long, Davis. I... I don't know how..."
"That's okay," Davis said, lifting Ken's hands and kissing their backs, first one, then the other. "We'll teach you again. Everything will be fine."
Ken choked softly. "It just feels like so much, Davis..."
"I know," Davis said, nodding his head. "But... I think we'd be happy."
"I want to be happy, Davis," Ken admitted with a nod. "I want to be with you and I want to be happy."
"That's why I'm offering," Davis said with a small smile. Ken nodded again, simply wiping his eyes and giving the best smile he could. Davis' smile grew when he got one back. He moved one of his hands to cup Ken's cheek and leaned in, leaving a chaste peck on his lips.
Ken chased after those lips, wanting a little more of their attention, but he knew Davis would want to get back to his family as soon as possible. So he moved to gather up his own belongings and followed Davis to Taichi's room. Once all the clothes were packed he added his books, the toothbrush he'd bought, and their Digivices. "You two ready to go then?" Taichi asked as he slung the duffel over his shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah," Davis said with a grin of his own. He ran back into the kitchen to call his mom again to let her know. Itsuyo was just as ecstatic the second time her son called. She asked him how he was, how he was feeling, was he safe, did she need to come get him, did he need anything from the store, and almost twenty other questions. Davis just laughed kindly and insisted he was fine, and the sooner she let him go, the sooner he'd be home. This earned him an excited goodbye and well wishes before she hung up. Ken stood with Taichi by the door, holding his arm with the opposite hand and looking nervously down at his feet. He really, really hoped the Motomiya's liked him. Davis emerged from the kitchen after the extensive phone call, nodding his head. "Ready to go. Are the Digimon still in the van?"
Taichi nodded back. "Unless they know how to open a zipper from the inside of a bag, then yeah."
"Hope they're not too restless," Davis laughed, following Taichi out of the door. He noticed Ken sort of trailing them and grabbed his hand, offering him an encouraging smile.
Ken squeezed Davis' hand. "What should I do when we get there?"
"Just be yourself," Davis said. "If you do that, they'll love you in no time."
"How should I address them?"
"Just call them by my last name for now... I'm sure they'll correct you if they want you to call them something else."
Ken nodded. "What should I call your sister?"
"Just Jun," Davis said, resisting the urge to make a joke. "Jun works fine."
Ken bit his lip. "Are you sure that's not too friendly? I've never met her," he said as they climbed into the van.
"You'll be fine. I doubt she'll be offended," Davis said. "She'll probably think you're cute and let it slide, if she hasn't changed since I saw her last," he added with a laugh.
"Should I give them part of my paycheck?" Ken went on to ask. "The library pays me plenty. Should I shop for my own groceries?"
"No, Ken," Davis said, shaking his head. "You're going to be a part of the family."
Ken nodded in understanding, but he was biting at his lip. It all still seemed so unreal. "Where do I sleep? Should I take the couch? I won't mind."
"You can share my room," Davis answered. "There's plenty of space."
"Wh-What do I do when I meet them?" Ken asked, getting nervous again. "Am I supposed to hug them or shake their hands or bow?"
"Like I said, be yourself and you'll do fine," Davis said, leaning back in his chair and smiling slightly at the nervous expression on Ken's face. "Do whatever feels natural."
"B-But I don't know!" Ken insisted in a slight panic. "Ohhh... What if I screw up?"
Davis leaned over and lightly kissed Ken's cheek. "You'll do fine."
The kiss seemed to help calm Ken down a bit. He took in a deep breath and let it out with a heavy sighed as he leaned against his boyfriend in the seat. "I really want this to work, Davis."
"It will," Davis said. "I told you, everything will be just fine."
"...I love you, Davis."
"I love you too," Davis murmured, burying his face in Ken's hair.
Soon enough Taichi had dropped the boys off in the front of Davis' building. He wished them both good luck, said he'd like to stay, but he had a date with Yamato he'd been putting off for too long. Ken blushed slightly at the tone he used and just turned his face down at the van drove off. "This is it..."
"Yeah," Davis said, his face also a little red in Taichi's wake. "C'mon, the elevator's this way," he said, tugging on Ken's hand as he led him inside the building.
Ken followed along hesitantly. He almost kept feeling like he would throw up, but then just swallowed it back down. Davis had to knock since he didn't have a key yet, but the door opened so quickly you'd have thought Davis' mom was waiting for them right on the other side. "You made it!" she cried and threw her arms around her son in yet another hug.
Davis nearly fell backwards, but righted himself and laughed. "Yeah, I'm fine, mom," he said. When she finally let go, he motioned with his free hand to Ken. "Mom, this is Ken."
"It's very nice to meet you, Mrs. Motomi-!" Ken had just started to go into a bow when the woman caught him up in a hug.
"Oh, honey, you can call me Itsuyo. I am so happy to meet you, Ken!" she said and gave him a squeeze.
Ken just stood there in wide-eyed surprise at first, but then he relaxed, smiled like he was going to cry, and hugged her back. "You too..."
Davis stepped back and grinned. He knew everything would work out. Hopefully Ken would quickly calm down when he realized that nothing bad was going to happen. Not anymore. Davis' sister appeared in the doorway when she realized her mother was outside. "Welcome back," she said, smiling and coming to stand next to her brother. "Is this your friend?"
Ken smiled shyly at the older girl when Itsuyo let go of him. "H-Hello, Jun, my name is Ken," he said, again attempting a bow.
"Oh, come here," she said with a smile, doing like her mother and hugging the boy. "You're a part of the family now! Nice to meet you, Ken."
"J-Just like that?" Ken asked while returning the hug nervously.
"Sure, just like that," she said, pulling back and putting her hands on his shoulders. She had the same smile as her brother, especially when she grinned widely like she was. Almost the same haircut, too, if it wasn't straighted like it was. "We'll be under the same roof, so we should all be friendly, right?"
Ken nodded. "D-Definitely, yeah."
She nodded in response and then started to usher him inside. "Come in! We'll show you where you'll be staying." Davis followed after alongside his mother, still just sort of watching and smiling. It seemed so very surreal, to finally be back home. To have Ken along with him. The Digimon, safe and sound in a bag under his arm. He felt like his contented grin could split his face.
Itsuyo took the lead and led Ken to Davis' room. She opened the door and gestured inside. "I'm afraid we didn't have any spare tatami. We don't get guests very often, but we had this sleeping bag," she said in reference to the blue thing laid out on the floor beside the bed. "We'll work on getting you a proper bed very soon. Maybe bunk beds. How does that sound?"
Ken smiled softly. "My brother and I had bunk beds."
"Your brother?" Itsuyo blinked and looked at her son even as she asked. "You have a brother?" Davis bit his lip and shook his head gently, hoping his mother would get the message to drop the subject. He hadn't wanted to bring up Ken's brother. The woman nodded. "I see, well, Hideo and I will get to work on those bunk beds as soon as we can. In the meantime, I hope the sleeping bag and pillow will be enough for you?"
Ken smiled and nodded. "Yes, thank you very much, Itsuyo." He then looked towards the other boy. "We should unpack."
"Of course! You boys do that while I get dinner ready. Daisuke, it's your night, so what's it going to be?"
Davis thought about it for a moment, looking over at Ken and then back at his mother. "Do you have the fixings for sushi, mom?" he asked.
"Sushi?" Itsuyo echoed confusedly. "Daisuke, I don't believe I've seen you eat sushi a day in your life."
Davis just smiled, shrugging his shoulders. "It's not my favorite, but I had it a while back and it was pretty good. I guess I've just got a craving. Is that alright?"
"Well, sure. I've got enough to whip something together. I'll call you boys when it's ready, all right?" She gave them both a kiss on the forehead and took Jun with her to help make dinner.
Once inside Davis' room, Ken started to unpack his books, but he looked at the other boy and smiled. "You did that for me, didn't you?"
Davis closed the door and opened the bag to let the Digimon out. Wormmon just stretched happily while Chibimon flopped out overdramatically. "What? Nooo," Davis sang, putting an expression on mock innocence on his face.
Ken laughed softly. He approached Davis from behind, wrapping his arms around the taller boy's chest. "You remembered... That means a lot."
Davis smiled, resting one of his hands on Ken's. "And I'm glad I do."
"If it's ever my night to choose, I'll pick cheeseburgers," Ken said.
Davis laughed then, nodding his head. "And you remember, too."
"Oh, Davis, who could ever forget that you love cheeseburgers?" Ken teased.
"Hey, you never know," Davis said, looking over his shoulder as best as he could. "Someone could assume that in order for me to maintain my amazing body, I only eat rabbit food."
One of Ken's hands slid along Davis' arm and gave the muscle a firm squeeze. "You don't get a body like this without eating a little red meat."
Davis flexed his arm a bit in Ken's grasp, smirking slightly. "Yeah, I guess you're right."
Ken hummed. "Davis, may I have a hug?"
"Sure," Davis said, spinning around in the other boy's arms. He then reached his own out and pulled the other body towards him. "How's that?"
"A little tighter," Ken insisted. "I want to feel your muscles hold me."
Davis swallowed, doing as he was told. He pulled Ken even closer, wrapping his arms tighter around the other boy's shoulders. Not too tight, just enough to make his arms flex a little. "Better?"
Again Ken hummed, and he let his head rest on Davis' chest. "Much better," he replied and laced his own arms as much as he could manage around his boyfriend's waist. "Just like this..."
Davis smiled, ducking his head down into Ken's hair again. "It's a good thing I woke up when I did," he said quietly. "This is much better than any dream."
"Can we sleep together tonight, Davis?" the pale boy asked. "I've gotten so used to it."
"Of course," Davis said, nodding his head and rubbing his cheek against Ken's hair. "I've gotten used to it, too."
"Davis..." Ken began slowly. "When will we tell your parents about us? We can't keep it hidden forever."
"Let's just get settled back into normal life first," Davis murmured. "Then we can tell them."
"Do you think they'll let me stay after they find out?"
"Yeah," Davis answered. "My parents are great. I'm sure everything will be fine."
"You know I could never leave you, Davis," said Ken, nuzzling gently. "You're all I have in this world now."
"That's not true, Ken," Davis said, leaning back a little and cupping Ken's face with his hands. He was still smiling, even as he shook his head a bit. "You've got Wormmon... you've got a home... and you've got friends. And you'll see, the longer we're all together, that none of us want to leave you, either."
Ken smiled gently with tears in his eyes again. "Am I really forgiven, Davis?"
Davis nodded his head, kissing both of Ken's cheeks, just below those watering, indigo eyes, before pulling back again. "Yeah. You really are."
Ken laughed softly, wiping away his own tears. "I love you, Davis..." He looked up, blushing and smiling, truly happy. "I love you."
Davis' face turned a bit red just from seeing that genuine smile. "I love you too," he murmured, before sliding a hand under Ken's chin and lifting him up into a deep, sweet kiss. Ken laced his arms around Davis' neck and pushed up on his toes to get into the kiss. This was the kiss that officially made his heart feel at peace. It was the kiss that meant Ken was unconditionally loved, would always be safe, and was finally home.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who's followed this story through to the end. We really enjoyed False Paradise and its prequel, and now the tale has come to a close. I hope you guys have enjoyed it too!