Title:  Saying Goodbye epilogue
Author:  pulsar (pulsar03@juno.com)
Warnings:  Yaoi.  Daiken/Kensuke.  References
to Miyaken (well, they got married, so it stands to reason...).  I keep
the het purely G-rated, though.  I have no desire to read or write about
Miyako getting some.
Archive:  The Yaoi Collection (www.yaoicollection.com), Yummy Yummy Yaoi!  
A Buffet of Bishounen! (http://simon_the_duck.tripod.com/Yaoi/), and 
Satashii's digimon fanfic archive (http://digifics.mirrorz.com)  If anyone 
else wants it, just ask!
Disclaimer:  Not mine.  'Nuff said.
Notes:  Thankies to Rayamon for betaing!  This is dedicated to her.  And
speaking of Rayamon, I was telling her that her fics scare me because
they're so angsty and twisted and violent and I challenged her to write
something happy and fluffy, and I decided that since mostly everything I
write is happy and fluffy, I'd write an angsty fic for once.  This is the
fic.  Enjoy!

BTW, this is Aki's POV again.

_word_ = italicized


Saying Goodbye

epilogue


        Daddy came home the other day. He seems happy now. The first
thing he did when he walked in the door was pick up Mommy, swing her
around, and kiss her. She giggled and he smiled and then we all went out
for ice cream.

        He doesn’t cry anymore. He still looks at that picture, but now
he smiles.

        Today when he came home from work, he gave me a new bottle of
cotton candy bubble bath and when he tucked me in at night, he read me my
favorite bedtime story.

        Later I got up to get a drink and he was in the living room,
leaning over that picture and touching the glass on it gently. He smiled,
but he still looked kind of sad. He sat there for a second and then he
set the photo on a table, turned off the light, and went to his room. I
was real quiet and stood in the shadows and he didn’t see me. Once his
door was shut, I went to the living room and turned on the lamp. I looked
at the picture Daddy had been holding. I was right, it was _the_ picture,
and when I set it back down, I noticed something odd on the glass. I
picked it back up. It was a smudgy fingerprint. It looked like Daddy had
been running his finger along the glass, like he’d been trying to touch
someone.

        I wiped the smudge off Mr. Motomiya’s face and went back to bed.
I wasn’t thirsty anymore.

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The End.  I hope you've all enjoyed this fic.  Please let me know what
you thought of it.