higuchimon | [fanfic] Digimon Adventure 02: An Old Mistake

Title: An Old Mistake
Characters: Daisuke, Ken
Word Count: 500||Status: One-shot
Genre: Drama||Rated: PG
Challenge: Diversity Writing Challenge, section A55, drabble between 301-500 words; Digimon Flash Bingo, prompt #431, don't talk to strangers
Summary: Daisuke should learn not to talk to strange Digimon. And there isn't a Digimon stranger than the Kaiser's partner.

Daisuke wanted to beat his head on the ground or maybe even against a tree. He didn't really regret what he'd done. He didn't even know if he knew how to regret things.

What made him want to smack his head like that wasn't what he'd done. It was what the Kaiser did, that put him in this situation now.

A tiny part of Daisuke presumed that he probably shouldn't have trusted the little green bug that followed the Kaiser around. Whatever else the guy said, that was his Digimon partner, and Daisuke should've remembered that partners did everything they could to help their humans out. Even in the Kaiser's case.

Only he had trusted Wormmon, daring to follow the little guy into what seemed like a perfect way to ruin some of the Kaiser's plans, which Daisuke would go out of his way to do any day of the week and twice when he had the time for it.

And now he knelt in front of the Kaiser, wrapped up in tight silk, a thick wad of fabric that he didn't want to look at too closely stuffed in his mouth, and the Kaiser staring down at him with that annoying smug expression that made Daisuke strain at his bonds and hope for some kind of miracle that would let him hurt Ken. Or knock some sense into him. He was good for either one.

The Kaiser seized Daisuke's hair and yanked his head up. “I don't see why you're upset, Motomiya. I took a leaf out of your book, after all. You seem to have so much fun crushing my troops with your 'partner' that I decided to use the only real ability that Wormmon has: the fact you idiots trust any Digimon that I don't have a Ring or Spiral on.”

His grip tightened in Daisuke's hair. “And now I'm going to have so much fun crushing you.”

“Ken-chan,” Wormmon murmured, only to shut up when the Kaiser shot him a look fit to peel paint. Daisuke wanted to say something that would knock down the Kaiser's attitude, but the gag kept him silent.

A group of Tyrannomon, all wearing Evil Spirals, came up at the Kaiser's gesture, one of them reaching down to heft Daisuke up via the silken bonds. Another one of them held V-mon, also tied up, and as furious as Daisuke himself was.

The Kaiser leaped up onto the shoulder of the one that held Daisuke and ordered the troupe to move along. Daisuke comforted himself with everything he would say to Ken once he wasn't gagged anymore.

He's going to make me late for dinner, too. Mom is never going to believe someone trying to take over another world kidnapped me. It'll be the third time I've told her that. I think it's wearing thin.

He'd figure out another excuse. Once he figured out how to escape. Maybe she'd believe that he just hadn't learned not to talk to strange Digimon yet.

The End

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