Destination "Excuse me for a minute," Yolei said, giving Ken a quick kiss on the cheek.  He merely watched as his wife of one and half hours dashed away from him.  A sense of deja vu hit Ken as he stood alone, the closest group of people--Yolei, Davis, Cody, Kari and the newly returned TK and their respective digimon--a few meters away.  He blinked as an ill feeling settled into his stomach, glancing down at Wormmon who stood at his ankles. Laughter erupted from his friends, leaving Ken to wonder why he had been excluded for the first time in years, by Yolei and Davis, no less.  Yolei who married him, who held him, who talked and laughed with him, who loved him in both an emotional and physical sense; Davis who was his best human friend, who welcomed him when he didn't deserve it, who fought against him when he was wrong and with him when he was right, who stood beside him when he got married.  They excluded him from their jokes and laughter and mirth. "I told you I was going to marry him!" Yolei giggled to her friends, outside of Ken's hearing range.  "'Yolei Ichijouji!'" she quoted herself.  "'Ken and Yolei Ichijouji!'"  "What was that about?" Ken casually asked Davis later, bringing his best friend aside as Yolei and Kari disappeared for girl chat.  It was out of sheer will that the indigo haired young man was able to keep the apprehension out of his voice.  "What was what about?" Davis replied almost automatically. "Just now..." Ken gestured to the space formally occupied by the other digidestined. "Oh, that, inside joke.  You wouldn't get it." Ken blinked. "It's..." Davis trailed off, determined not to callously bring up Ken's past for the umpteenth time in their acquaintance.  "...Before your time." "Oh," Ken's acknowledgment of understanding was soft and low, the shame barely reaching the surface.  Davis smiled, Ken had long ago put it all behind him. ********************** Technically, Yolei had to admit that the ladies' room was not the worse place to have a private conversation.  "What's up?" she asked Kari, as nonchalantly as she could.  The younger woman was obviously bothered by something and Yolei was determined not to let Kari bring herself down anymore. "It's TK," Kari began, shaking her head as Yolei began to say something about how nice it must be to have him back home. "We broke up," she stated dully. "What?" Yolei asked, not believing her ears. "Just a little while ago," Kari forced out, obviously having trouble with what she was saying. "It's okay Kari, just say whatever you need to."  For the most part, Kari Kamiya preferred to keep her feelings and thoughts to herself; worrying another person or hurting someone was not a thing she liked to do and she would go to great lengths to prevent it.  But there were times, however, when she needed to let everything out, when she needed to just slowly leak out anything that had been bottled inside.  Kari closed her eyes, took a breath and began her story. "I was so happy when he got back.  He had so much to say and all these experiences and photographs and new friends and hobbies.  He showed me a few of his manuscripts.  He's completely re-writing the novel he was working on before he left.  But when we really started talking, I realized how little I really knew him.  All we had was the Digital World, nothing else.  Our entire relationship was based on counting on each other as children.  Our lives are just so completely different now, he talks about Italian coffee shops while I talk about kindergartners tying their own shoes.  We didn't connect anywhere.  I think we tried, but to be honest, I don't even know.  I was too scared that he might not like me anymore that I was afraid to say what I thought now and I bet he was the same way.  I never saw it before but we're so similar." "Wait," Yolei said, deadpan, holding up one hand, "Are you too different or too similar?  You're not making any sense, Kari." "Yes I am," the brown haired woman protested, holding a loosely fisted hand just in front of her mouth.  "We have all these similar traits, but all these different opinions and ideas and dreams.  It's almost like being in a romantic relationship with yourself, only a different version of you.  The You you would have been if something else happened.  It's like what you said before he left, it's a dull, boring relationship.  I liked it because it was comfortable and now, and now," Kari's voice cut off as she buried her face in her hands. Yolei, not having anything else she could do, wrapped her arms around her friend and let her cry, off-handedly noticing it was the first time she had ever actually seen Kari cry. "I thought it was meant to be," Kari whispered against Yolei's shoulder, "I thought it would be forever.  I thought it was destiny." "You can't think these things," Yolei whispered, "you've got to feel them." "Sometimes," Kari murmured, drawing away from the older woman, "I don't even know what I'm feeling." "As the most emotionally-in-tune person you know," Yolei said, placing her hands on Kari's shoulders and desperately trying to lighten the mood, "I can honestly say that right now, you're feeling sad."  Kari wiped her eyes and chuckled a bit. "Thanks, Yolei," she sniffed.  "Feeling better?" Kari nodded. "Honestly?" Kari hesitated. "A little better," she confided. "You going to be okay?" Kari nodded. "Great, because I've got an affection starved husband with a fragile ego to embarrass," Yolei said with a wink.  "Not to mention his mother, who's been sobbing on and off for the past three hours or so.  I don't get it," Yolei huffed, "I thought she liked me."      Yolei picked up the hem of her gown and walked to the door of the ladies' room.  She pushed it open and motioned for Kari to follow her.  The women walked back outside to the festivities and scanned for Ken's location.  Yolei found him standing near a table talking with his parents.  Yolei turned to Kari and winked. "Ten bucks says if I go over there, Ken's mom will start crying again." ********************** "Now," Mimi said, standing by Yolei's side as the reception drew to a close, "you turn around, and toss your bouquet over your shoulder.  Who ever catches it is the next bride.  Remember to aim for the maid of honor!" The maid of honor, Yolei had noticed, was not found in the group of single women preparing to try to catch the flowers.  It had taken a bit of explanation from Mimi, with a bit of help from Catherine who also understood Western traditions, to get as many single female reception guests as possible to gather together to try to catch the flowers.  Kari preferred to stay quietly seated at the table reserved for the wedding party, not that Yolei could really blame the poor girl. "Wait for me," Mimi cheerfully requested before joining over to the other girls. Taking one last peek over her shoulder to ensure that Kari had not joined Mimi and the others, Yolei faced away and tossed her bouquet. As the flowers sailed through the air, the group of young women shuffled, each trying to predict the place the bouquet would land.  Finally, the bouquet gently reached out-stretched arms.  Yolei turned around and grinned as Catherine waved the bouquet above her head, the majority of the other girls were not really very disappointed that they had lost.  They didn't really know why they were participating, anyway.  Mimi would have disappointed, but she had a mission of sorts to complete.  She grinned ferally at Yolei for a moment before disappearing into the sea of guests.  From the depths of the crowd, Mimi watched out of the corner of her eye as Davis hugged Catherine and took it upon himself to inform