Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ A Walk In My Shoes ❯ Unsafe Secrets ( Chapter 7 )

A Walk In My Shoes

ST: Well, how is everybody? Sorry if this is a little behind (I'm going for two every week @_@)

Dai: I think you're fine, ST. The readers can wait.

ST: No! They can't! It's not fair! I'm gonna go type up a storm! Outta my way Motomiya!

(ST runs away leaving Dai in her dust) Dai: ;; Well, since I'm the only one here, I guess I'll say the disclaimer. If SenTay was in charge of us Digi-people, the show would be very screwed up, with confusing plots and weird couples. So, obviously, she doesn't own Digimon so on with the story!

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~TK POV~

I woke up in my room the next morning. When I looked around I smiled. I threw the covers off myself and jumped out of bed, rushing towards the mirror.

Dammit! I was still Davis. I looked around for my body. It was on the floor. I crept up to myself, who was curled up under a blanket, and poked my face. I jumped back when I groaned.

Freaky, I thought. Seeing myself sleeping there, when I was here. But it wasn't me in my body, it was Motomiya.

Suddenly the door opened and in walked my mom. "TK honey, are you awake?" She saw me and blushed as she hastily smiled an apology and closed the door.

Davis (in my body) slowly got up and looked around. "What happened?"

"You fell asleep," I answered as I rummaged through my dresser drawers. "So I dragged you in here. My mom assumed that I was you and that I was sleeping over." I grabbed boxers, a tee shirt and shorts that matched and threw them at Davis. "Put these on."

He grabbed the clothes and looked at them with a puzzled face. "Why?"

"You're going somewhere," I answered as I pulled on the shorts that Davis was wearing last night. The shirt was still on from when I exhaustedly fell asleep last night, just flopping onto my bed. Jeans are never comfortable, though. I had to throw them off. When I looked to see how Davis was doing I saw that he was still sitting on the floor, still holding the clothes I gave him.

"Where am I going?" Davis snapped as he pulled of the shirt he was wearing and threw it at me. It was weird as I watched Davis/me undress, like a video recording or something. Davis must've thought it was weird, too. As I waited for the shorts he looked at me as if he was uncertain about something. And I just stood there. "Get out."

I almost started laughing, but saw the seriousness in his face. "Just give me the shorts, Davis. Then I'll leave."

He rolled his eyes and quickly pulled them off and thrust them forcefully at me. As I gathered other dirty clothes that were scattered across the floor, Davis stood and watched, just in boxers and a clean shirt. "Get out," he repeated.

I shook my head, but did as he requested/demanded. As I walked out the door, he called out, "So, where am I going?"

I leaned my head back in, but looking away so Davis had his "privacy." "The mall." I heard him groan and quickly mentioned, "With Kari." I didn't want to look to see if there was thrill or disgust in his face. I didn't want to know, not now at least. I might kill me.

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~Dai POV~

So, I get to spend the day at the mall. I shuttered inwardly. With Kari. *sigh* Great, Kari. Well, it is better than detention. It was the only thing to think about and look forward to, something that could keep me sane. I mean, I was still in HIS body, and I sure was NOT happy.

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(a/n: the davis=tk and tk=davis thing is still in motion. I hope you don't get confused. I do at times. ;;)

~Norm POV~

Once Davis left the room TK began to fully change. Once his clothing was in place, he glanced in the mirror at his right.

"Tsk, I look like a fag."

He ruffled his hair until it stuck up in all the "right" places. "Perfect," he said and glanced around the room. I hope TK doesn't think I'm gonna wear that stupid hat, he said to himself. His eyes caught a glimpse of green and he picked it up

"Sweet," he said as he pocketed the two crumpled twenties.

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~TK POV~

Okay, so I had to look as Davis like as possible. I sat in front of the mirror and tried to look as Davisy as I could. Man, I thought. He must really like to play rough soccer. I touched the little purple mark by "my" check and winced at its sudden pain.

Davis always raved on how him and a group of guys would play hard-core soccer, kinda like football soccer. Where pushing and stuff was legal. I never knew why, though. It did explain the bruises on my arms and face. And the pains in my chest. He does fall down a lot.

There was one problem with my mission to be as Davisy as possible: There was NO way in hell that I was wearing those god-awful goggles.

Maybe I could convince him other wise, maybe say that I'd be fine without them, I brainstormed as I pulled at the basketball wristbands. Sure, they looked cool, but, man, they do call them "sweat bands" for a reason! I mean I was sweating right there. I don't know HOW he survived during the summer. Well, I was about to find out.

Once I pulled them off I saw it. Cuts and gashes covered my left wrist. I touched them slightly, flinching when I grazed over a freshly opened one.

I was near tears just staring at them. I glanced into the mirror and looked into Davis' eye, MY eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes.

"How could he?" I asked out loud.

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~Norm POV~

Davis stormed out of the bathroom and flung open the door to TK's bedroom. TK, who was lying on the bed, sat up to see what Davis wanted. When he reached TK, Davis held his wrists to TK's face. "Why?" Davis' voice cracked.

TK looked away.

"I asked you a question," Davis repeated, aggression rising in his voice.

TK, still looking away, quietly whispered, "I don't have to explain myself."

"Bullshit." TK looked into Davis' eyes angrily, but saw more than anger.

"Why do you care?" TK spat.

"Davis, don't be stupid. I'm you're friend." Davis began to calm down, trying to get closer to TK, as if he wanted to hug him.

"So," TK huffed as he backed away. "I can have secrets too. I'll bet no one knows that you smoke."

Davis frowned, "That's different. What you're doing is very dangerous."

TK stood up off the bed and pushed past Davis. "Same difference. A secret is a secret."

"Secrets aren't safe," Davis called out to TK, who was about to walk out into the living room.

"Well," TK countered as he paused. "Like you said, `there's a lot of things you don't know about me.'"

Davis let him go. He stood there for a while before following him out. "Davis, he whispered before deciding he'd push it later. "Well," he quietly muttered to himself. "He sure isn't gonna like my next secret."

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~Dai POV~

"Secrets aren't safe.."

It's not like I was gonna tell him everything; my reasons, my life. I don't even really understand; the numbness, the nothingness. He definitely wouldn't understand. I decided a long time ago that I wouldn't worry anyone over my problems.

Maybe I could try. He is my friend after all.

Dammit! After all those years of separating myself into two and my defense walls are breaking down with one poke. Anyways, he shouldn't be digging into someone else's business. He's getting as low as Mr. Takani. Privacy is personal; if I want to be secretive, so be it!

"Secrets aren't safe.."

If privacy is personal, and it's right, then why do I regret not telling TK? Or Mr. Takani?

"Secrets aren't safe.."

He's just being hypocritical! If he really believed that people shouldn't keep secrets like mine, then why does have some of his own?

"Secrets aren't safe.."

Why won't those words leave my head?

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ST: So? How'd you like?

Dai: Pretty good, pretty good. Short, angsty, dramatic. But it's making me look like a dumb ass.

ST: But you are.

Dai: Aww.. meanie…

ST: Just telling the truth. ^^

Dai: Well, you're just a run-down fanfic junkie who needs a life!

ST: Sticks and stones, love.

Dai: Oh ha ha. *mutters* Johnny wannabe.

ST: Oh, I'm just kidding Dai! I love you!

Dai: Sure you do…

ST: Hey, you're starting to act like TK. NOOOO! Dai, don't go to the dark side!

Dai: Where is TK anyways?

ST: Hmmmm, I am working on a website… AHH! No! If that little scumbag invades my site, I'll, I'll, kill him off!

Dai: Don't do that! We still need people to vote Dakeru or Takari or Dakari.

ST: Since when was Dakari one of the options?

Dai: Since now!

ST: ;; Well, r/r. Until then…