Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ A Walk In My Shoes ❯ The Switch: Day 1 Part 2: Realization ( Chapter 6 )

A Walk In My Shoes

ST: Hey everyone! I'm so glad people actually like my story! *sniff* It makes me feel special!

TK: Yea, Special Ed.

ST: Oh, hardy har har. Hey, where's Dai?

TK: Who knows…

ST: Okay, let me clear up some confusion:

TK did put out the cigarette before he went to sleep.

Maybe the teacher will get involved, I don't know yet.

This will NOT be a threesome. Sorry.

TK: EWWWW!!

ST: Okay, we get it . Do you wanna thank the nice people who reviewed?

TK: Sure, why not. It's not like I've got anything else better to do…

ST: Can you be anymore enthusiastic?

(TK smiles flakily) TK: N*e*wayz, Thanks to the following people:

Shadow74656

Cruel Kindness

mima57775

Chibi-Kari

Hakuryu08

digigirl-izumi

Nagaina

ST: So, anyways, on to the disclaimer. Do you wanna do it? Ya know, since Davis has disappeared?

TK: Sure. Sen-Tay does not, cannot, and should not own Digimon. The only characters she owns are any OCs you may find. Good luck.

ST: Good boy!

TK: Excuse me? Do I look like a dog to you? Do you see a collar?

ST: I'll tell you something, you need a flea collar!

TK: HEY! That's not funny. It's actually kinda corny, and stupid, and pointless! People are gonna think you're a retard!

ST: ;; I know, my humor's rusty. After writing this chapter I'm kinda spent. So, here it is!

TK: On with the story!

ST: Hey, that's my line, fool!

TK: ;;

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~TK POV~

It took me a while to calm myself down. Every time I thought about it, though, I freaked out again.

Okay, I spoke to myself in my head. Remember, you're TK, Takeru Takashi. You're 16 and have blonde hair, blue eyes.

I looked into the mirror and sucked in the scream that was itching to come out. As my hand shifted to touch my hair I sighed. As I ruffled the ambry-brown locks and played with the strap on the goggles. I tried to laugh to myself.

"That's right," I tried, checking out my new voice. "Now I'm a goggle-head." I began to sigh but it came out to be a quiet sob.

Yeah, I do like Davis, a lot. Okay, so I love `em. But I don't want to BE him!

Then it struck me. If I was in Davis' body, who was in mine? OH MY GOD! Did I die or something? Maybe I was murdered! Maybe there's some type of, like, thing that made me die and now I'm in the last person I saw! I can't die yet! I'm still a virgin!

Okay, I told myself. Breathe. Maybe some really really weird thingy happened, and now I'm in Davis body. Maybe. Then maybe Davis is in mine.

I gasped.

Davis. In. My body.

My body. Davis. In.

In. My body. Davis.

My body.

Davis.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Then, as a result of a state of shock, I began to bang my head against the bathroom counter.

Your

BANG

Dreaming

BANG

Your

BANG

Dreaming

BANG

Your

BANG

Dreaming

BANG

Wake

BANG

Up

BANG

Owwwwww…

As I rubbed the red sore spot on my (Davis') head, a very reasonable thought came to my mind. Well, I said to myself. At least it knocked some sense into me.

I quickly ran out of the bathroom and began to open the bedroom door. In my hurry I lacked to notice that the door was locked. I spent about two minutes fiddling with the doorknob, cursing my luck.

"Damn door, piece of crap! Open you fucking piece of shit! Come on! Damn you, you, oh my god."

I sighed and stopped myself. I needed a cigarette BAD. "Okay TK," I told myself. "You need to calm down. You're gonna hurry through things and get yourself into a big mess, like running into the street and getting hit by a big minivan. Well, that might wake me up, actually. But we can't take that chance." I bean to laugh and suddenly my spirits lifted, well, sorta. Enough to get me to slow myself down.

I slowly unlocked the door and opened it. I walked down the dark hallway. I couldn't help but think, Dude, creepy. Doesn't this family like light? Two words: light switch.

As I looked around for anyone, I stumbled on a nonchalantly scattered beer can. As I looked at the ground I saw at least a dozen more. "Jesus," I mumbled. "Talk about being messy. Last time I was here it was pretty clean." Well, "last time" was about three years ago, back when the digiport was still open and we had adventures. It seems like they haven't cleaned up since then.

Oh well, I thought. At least I know where Davis gets his organization…

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I (in Davis' body) walked up to my apartment door about ten minutes later and automatically shoved my hands into my pockets, searching for my keys. I mentally kicked myself.

Okay, I repeated over in my head. You're supposed to be Davis. So, act like Davis. Davis, Davis, Davis. Okay, let's see…

I plastered a goofy smile onto my face and giggled as I thought of how I looked. Ha! I wonder if Davis feels this stupid about acting like a dork in public. I shook my head and knew my next answer, I guess I'll have to ask…

I slowly reached for the door to knock when a familiar annoying voice echoed down the hallway. "And this guy, he was all like, `Can I use your pen?' and just takes it! What if I was using it, you know? And then he practically leaned over MY counter while signed that tiny little check. I mean, why couldn't he just back off a little? I mean, us cashiers don't get ANY respect. I was about to take that guy out. BAM! It would've felt so good! He looked like an ass, too, so I wouldn't`ve felt THAT bad if I did, or even for thinking about it…"

Oh, crap, I thought. Yolie and (most likely) Cody are coming. Well, at least I get to try out my new look…

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(ST: a/n: In the NORM POV, TK=Davis and Davis=TK. So, for example, when Yolie starts talking to "TK", it's gonna be like it WAS Davis. I hope this will clear any confusion.)

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~NORM POV~

Yolie was just getting back from her shift at the corner store and Cody was done with his after school tutoring at the elementary school. As they rounded the corner on TK's floor they saw Davis?

Hmmmm, Yolie thought. What's Davis doing here? Oh well. "Hey Davis! What's up?"

Davis weakly smiled and, well, smiled some more as they came closer. "Uh, Davis, are you okay?" Cody approached the grinning Davis. He slowly began to back into the door behind him, trying to maybe give them a hint.

"Oh, are you visiting TK or something?" Yolie asked, coming up from behind Cody.

Davis nodded his head vigorously when, suddenly, the door from behind him opened. Davis fell back and looked up to find a blank-faced TK. "Hey I'm here!" Davis quickly said and scrambled frantically on his hands and knees, crawling into the apartment. Once he was fully in, TK slammed the door, leaving a very confused Yolie and Cody on his doorstep.

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~TK POV~

Okay, so I completely failed at that whole mimicking thing. Imitating was never a strong suit for me. Davis (in my body) didn't look too happy either. But maybe it was due to the current situation, not that I made him look like a complete fool.

"YOU!" Davis (in MY body) sneered. Well, I'm definitely NOT dead, I thought. Um, well, not yet anyways. "Wha…" But I didn't get to finish. Davis (in my body) tackled me! The fool tackled me! Next thing I knew, we were throwing punches at each other while rolling on the floor, both trying to get the uppercut. (ST: WHOOO! TK: Shaddup.)

"What are you doing?" I yelled when I gained control.

Davis (me, I might add) flipped me over and tried to strangle me (who was in HIS body). "It's all your fault! I want to get back into MY body. Fix it dammit! You're the great-brain who knows everything! FIX US!"

Oh, now he had gone WAY too far. How in holy hell was I supposed to know what in god's name happened? I pried his (my!) hands forcefully off my (his) neck and quickly threw a punch smack on his (MY!) nose. It rapidly began to emit a brick red ooze of blood.

"Okay!" I angrily shouted as I pushed him on the ground and held him still. "Now, I don't know what the fuck happened, alright? But, dude, you need to get a fuckin' grip!"

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~Dai POV~

I wanted to kill him! Rip his perfect brains out and stomp on them until they turned black. I wanted him D-E-A-D. Well, not until we got switched back, uh, to our… AHHHHHHHH!!!

I was screaming in my head the whole time. It was just so freakin weird. I looked in the mirror and saw the one person that I loathed the most, my rival, and my worst nightmare. And here I was, he was, standing there in MY body. How dare he…

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~NORM POV~

Davis came back from the bathroom with a towel in his hand. "Here," he said as he held it out to TK.

TK snatched it and held it to his bleeding nose. "Don't talk to me." Davis rolled his eyes and grabbed for TK's pockets. "What the hell do you think you're doing, dammit!" TK backed away from Davis angrily.

"You told me not to talk to you, now get my body over here!" TK started to back further away until he fell onto the sofa. "Don't touch me," he spat at the approaching Davis. He walked closer until he was inches away from TK's face. Amber-brown met crystal-blue. Davis slowly dug his hands into TK's pockets while glaring into the blue eyes before him, the blues glaring right back.

When he withdrew his hands, Davis backed away, as slowly as he had before. Clasped in his hands were two items. Davis flopped onto the couch, sitting next to TK, and stuck one of the items into his mouth.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" TK heatedly said, glaring daggers at the cigarette that hung from Davis' mouth. "What does it look like?" He flicked on the lighter and lit the cigarette.

TK grabbed for it. "Don't do that! You're gonna kill me!"

"Calm down," Davis dodged TK's hand and sucked in the fumes. "You're not gonna die." He shoved the lighter into his pocket. TK sat back down and mumbled, "I didn't know you smoked."

Davis laughed and got up. As he walked towards the side table at the end of the couch, TK eyed him evilly. "There's a lot of things you don't know about me," Davis continued as he slid open the drawer and grabbed a half empty pack of Camels.

As he shoved them into the pocket with his lighter, TK asked, "What are you doing now?" Davis grunted and looked at TK. "Who are you, my mother? Why don't you not worry yourself and hold that towel to MY face before you and my body faint from light-headedness."

TK flinched and held the towel tighter to his face. "Okay," he shakily said. "Now what do we do?"

Davis finished the cigarette and threw the bud into the ashtray on the end table. "I dunno," he sarcastically replied. "Maybe I should say some magic words or something, seeing that this IS all MY fault, right?"

TK ashamedly looked down at the floor as Davis sighed and sat down next to him. "Honestly? I don't know."

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~Dai POV~

Okay, so I felt guilty. It couldn't've been TK's fault. Maybe I've done something bad to make me deserve this, or I'm cursed. Or maybe TK's being punished.

Dude, he steals his mother's cigarettes and, well, smokes `em. Gross. If only all the giggly girls at school knew about his bad habit, that would drop his scale. *sigh* It would probly make him MORE cooler, actually.

I want out, NOW. My life might suck ass, but it's still MY life.

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~TK POV~

That freak. What's the big deal, huh? This is the twenty first century. What did he expect? That I'd be Mr. Perfect? I guess he did…

Well, it's not that bad, you know, the whole body thing. Not really. Okay, it's a horrible, horrible thing! Freaky scary. (TK: Freaky sick, that's what it is! ST: Quiet you!)

But at least I'm not me anymore. I think I could use the vacation. It may be a very scary and definite freaky vacation. But a vacation, nonetheless.

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ST: Cool, huh?

TK: More like oober creepy!

ST: Whatever… Hey, *gazes into the distance* is that Dai?

(TK looks) TK: Yeah, I think it is!

(Dai runs up, grasping a piece of paper, panting) Dai: Hey guys! *pant* What'd I miss?

ST: Everything.

Dai: Aww, damn. But hey! Guess what I've got!

TK: A life? A personality?

ST: Don't be such a downer! Whatcha got?

Dai: The percent of people who want TK to ask me out.

TK: WHAT?!?!? PEOPLE ACCTUALLY REPLIED TO THAT?!?!? What does it say? Tell me dammit!!

Dai: Okay, so far only 2 people have said Dakeru.

ST: Out of how many?

Dai: Two.

TK: Cool. I mean, AHHH! Ewww… heh, heh…

ST: Anyways, please RR, tell me, Dakeru or Takari. Until then.

Tbc…