Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ I Wish I knew ❯ Why the hate ( Chapter 9 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Taiorami 
Back to school, but not for long becasue some people don't understand. Ken and Matt decide to teach them.
Plus some pre-yamaken
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Horror / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.05.2002 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 445 | Status: Completed
Back to school, but not for long becasue some people don't understand. Ken and Matt decide to teach them.
Plus some pre-yamaken
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Horror / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.05.2002 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.8K | Visits: 445 | Status: Completed
By the way, I have to dedicate this to Selena who said writing a Yamaken story wouldn't come back to haunt me...LIAR! (And no, none of you will ever see the Yamaken.) Hey, guess what? I support Jyouori. Can you tell I'm hyper today?
Daisuke leaned against T.K. and stared at the math problem in his book. Ken had brought the homework he and T.K. had missed in the past month over to T.K.'s apartment so they could catch up on it. Ken had transferred to their school last year because after the emperor incident he just didn't feel comfortable at his own school. Plus he didn't have any friends there.
"Why does it matter that X squared is equal to W plus Y if Y is equal to three and W is equal to 2 times Y? I don't even know what that means."
"You're not trying."
"Who asked you?"
T.K. looked down at Daisuke who was scowling up at him. T.K. backed down immediately and returned to his Reading homework. Getting Daisuke to do his math was not worth having the redhead glaring at him all day. Besides, Izzy and Ken could explain it better then he could anyway.
Tai wasn't going to be of much help because he looked clueless, Matt wasn't even paying them any attention, Ken, who knew the answer but didn't want to get involved, made a show of having his eyes glaze over, leaving poor Izzy to explain it Daisuke.
"Uh..."
Daisuke looked down at Izzy expectantly.
"Well," Izzy smiled as an example came to him. "If T.K. kisses someone else,"
"Good lord." T.K. muttered, knowing this lesson wasn't going to end well for him.
"X squared times and that's equal to W plus Y and Y is the number of times he kissed you today, three, and W is twice that amount, then how many times did T.K. kiss someone and what is X equal to?" Izzy looked up at T.K. who looked mad enough to kill and smirked. Maybe next time T.K would do it himself.
Daisuke frowned, clearly considering the question. "Eighteen times so X is equal to nine and W is six."
"See, that wasn't hard."
"Yeah." Daisuke said then frowned again. "And just out of curiosity who was T.K. kissing X squared number of times?"
"But I wasn't-"
"I don't know...Matt." Izzy said, already edging away from Matt and towards the hallway, ready to run for his life if need be.
"What about Matt?" The blond asked, finally coming back to reality. His mind was elsewhere and it was taking a minute for Izzy's statement to register. "I what?!?"
"There's something I'd pay to see." Ken said softly, not intending for anyone to hear that.
"And to think, I thought Ken didn't have a perverted bone in his body." Daisuke said in mock awe.
"I said that out loud?" Ken said, a blush staining his cheeks. "I must be spending to much time around you"
Daisuke smiled and looked up at T.K. again who smiled back. They had been out of the hospital for a few days and had to go back to school tomorrow, whether they liked it or not. That meant they had a lot of work to catch up, over a month's worth to be exact.
T.K. reached over and intertwined his finger with Daisuke's then returned to his book. Daisuke stifled a yawn and leaned against T.K. again. Man he was tired.
He hadn't been getting much sleep lately. He was still having nightmares, some of them very violent ones that would leave Daisuke shuddering for hours, but for some reason or another he could never remember them in the morning and they were playing hell on his moods. Like getting frustrated with a problem he had learned how to when he was twelve. It was hard to concentrate on fifteen hours of sleep a week.
T.K. on the other hand seemed to be dealing with the lack of sleep quite well. He didn't get much more sleep then Daisuke but didn't seem tired and he was still mildly cheerful.
Daisuke had gotten ticked off that T.K. was so happy and had demanded to know what the hell T.K. had to be cheerful about. Life sucked, nothing was going right, and he was still having nightmares that made sure neither of them got any sleep.
T.K. had raised an eyebrow and calmly stated. 'If I started acting like you how would that help fix things?'
"He's asleep." Ken stated pointing to Daisuke.
"Oh?" T.K. looked down and indeed Daisuke had fallen asleep on his arm. T.K. shifted Daisuke so his head was resting in T.K.'s lap. His fingers brushed Daisuke's cheek. Feeling eyes on him T.K. looked up and blinked, a little confused as to why his friends were looking at him like that. "What?"
"You really like Daisuke don't you?" Matt asked.
"No, I just keep him around for the sex." T.K. rolled his eyes. "Of course I like him."
"No, I mean *really* like." Matt said, ignoring his brother's sarcasm. "As in love."
T.K. blinked then looked down at Daisuke. There was a long silence then T.K. shrugged. "Maybe. Why would you think that though?"
"Because, you look at him the same way Tai looks at Izzy." Matt said quietly, enjoying the blush that crept up on his friends' cheeks. "And the way Izzy looks at Tai." And the way I used to look at Joe.
"What way?" T.K. asked, looking skeptical. He didn't think he looked at Daisuke any different then he would anyone else. But if Matt was basing his observation that T.K. might be in love, then maybe he did look at the redhead differently.
Matt closed his eyes thoughtfully and tried to put the look into words. He would ask Izzy for help, but the young genius was too logical and love was not a statistic, and Tai had enough problems with love without having to help out someone else, and as far as any of them knew, Ken had no experience with love.
"Like...he's the most important thing in the world and you'd go through hell and back just to make sure nothing happened to him. And you'd kill anyone who touched him or caused him any harm, and that he's the one person you'd run into traffic for because you thought he might be dead."
"I am never going to live that one down am I?"
"Probably not, but it does mean you care. And that maybe he's the person you'd rather die then live without." Matt shrugged. "Or maybe I'm wrong and incredibly sappy."
T.K. smiled fleetingly then let his gaze drift back to Daisuke. Then the events in the hospital came back to him. What Daisuke had been trying to say.
Was Daisuke in love with him? Was he in love with Daisuke?
Two big questions that were not going to get answered as long as everyone else was around. He would have to wait until later when they were by themselves.
"Hey, isn't your birthday this month?" Tai asked. He wasn't sure where that thought had come from, but it was there now. And he was almost positive T.K.'s birthday was this month.
"Yeah it's...last week." T.K. said distractedly. It wasn't really that important. Yay, he was sixteen.
Ken looked at his watch and frowned. I've got to get home. See you tomorrow?"
T.K. nodded. Matt sighed and stood up. He had to go too. He had intended on staying the night but he should probably try to patch things up with Joe. They fight they had earlier had been stupid and there was no point in being mad at each other over it.
"I'll walk you to the subway. It's on my way home."
"We should get going to. I promised my parents I'd stop by." Izzy said already gathering up his books too. Tai looked reluctant to leave just so they could go see Izzy's parents, who were great people. But they were always checking up on them, like they were afraid he would haul off and Kill Izzy one day,
T.K. waved at his retreating friends then returned to his book. He really had to finish this before he woke up Daisuke so they could go to bed and get no sleep.
T.K. was playing with Daisuke's hair later that night. Daisuke was half asleep and his head was resting on T.K.'s bare chest so he was beyond noticing the long fingers running through his hair. But he did know that T.K. was well aware of his fingers tracing circles on his chest.
It was one of those things he had told Daisuke not to do because it would make him a tease, which was really the only reason Daisuke did it. Well, that and the fact it was always nice to see how may different names T.K. could call him in one night, plus he got the chance to watch T.K. squirm in the most delicious way. So he was a bit of a pervert. Big deal.
Fingers traced their way over smooth pale skin and around nipples causing T.K. to squirm and mumble bad things about Daisuke under his breath.
"What did you talk about after I went to sleep?"
"Matt asked if I was in love with you." T.K. admitted a little preoccupied with not doing something that would end up with Daisuke slapping him. 'Bad bad thoughts!'
Daisuke felt his heart miss a beat and what he had been intending to tell T.K. in the hospital came back with blinding force. He had meant to tell a very unconscious T.K. how he felt, but now he was awake and there was a chance of rejection.
Daisuke didn't want to be rejected by one of the few people he knew cared about him
"And what did you say?" Daisuke asked raising his head off of T.K.'s chest so his fingers had more room to move. This was honestly a big game.
See how long Daisuke could tease T.K. before the blond tried to retaliate. Then it was see how far Daisuke would let T.K. take it before slapping his boyfriend playfully, thus ending the game.
"I said maybe."
"And what would you say if I said I was in love with you?" Daisuke asked pausing in the game for the moment and putting his hands on the bed.
"..."
"Very articulate." Daisuke commented dryly. "Because I am...in love with you. Or at least...I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you." Daisuke turned an attractive shade of pink suddenly. "I'm not really sure what love is exactly. And now I feel stupid."
"You should always go with your feelings..." T.K. trailed off at Daisuke's sour expression. "Sorry."
Daisuke put his head back on T.K.'s chest and didn't say anything else. T.K. hadn't rejected him, but he hadn't said he returned the feelings. So, technically he was back where he started except more confused, blushing, and not in the mood to play with T.K. anymore.
A light kiss was placed on the top of Daisuke's head and the conversation, along with the game, was over and all that was left to do was try and get some sleep.
Daisuke made a face at his locker. What had his combination been before he got kicked out? His mind was too clouded with trying to cram a months worth of stuff in the 20-minute walk to school. It was five minutes to the bell and gym, which he had with Ken and T.K., and then school was over.
Now if he could just remember whether it was five to the left, seventeen to the right, and twenty-six to right, or if it was fifteen to the right, seven to the left and twenty six to the right or...
"Fag."
Oh, for the love of... "Ryan I've been back all of one day. Do you think you could leave me alone until tomorrow?" Ryan Scott, the most annoying boy in the world. And a lot bigger then Daisuke.
Ryan seemed to have gotten it stuck in his mind when Daisuke and Ken had immediately started hanging out last year that Daisuke was gay.
Which hadn't been true at the time. Or Daisuke hadn't known he was gay at the time. Whatever.
This of course was still mildly confusing. So he and Ken had been close and spent most of their time with each other. Neither of them had any other friends! Well, not counting T.K. and the girls. The older kids were rarely seen, hanging out with T.K. was impossible because of the mob that followed him around and hanging out with Kari and Miyako would have branded him as gay.
Talk about irony.
Not getting a response Daisuke turned around to find that, shock of shocks, he was surrounded by at least five guys plus Ryan. The ass never could stand up to someone alone.
"I see you brought your fuck toys with you." Daisuke observed, knowing that this wasn't a good course of action. But being woken up at one am due to bad dreams, then again at four by Matt and Ken who, for one reason or another, ended back at the apartment, and then at six-thirty so he could go to school, was impairing his judgment. Lack of sleep tended to do that to him.
Oh well, he was going to get knocked around anyway, so he might as well make a few smart remarks to make him feel better when he was getting yelled at by T.K., Ken, Matt, Tai, Izzy, Kari, Miyako, Iori, Sora, and eventually Joe for fighting. Maybe, if he got in enough trouble, they'd call Mimi so she could yell too. In fact they might as well call Willis and Mike and have everyone chew him out.
Daisuke was so busy pondering this he didn't notice Ryan yelling at him. He had almost forgotten about the looming figures about to kick his ass, until a fist slammed into his nose.
Ow.
That was going to leave a mark. He knew exactly what kind of hitting left marks and which kind just hurt like hell for a little while. That was the kind that hurt for a long time and left a mark.
And to think, he had thought his parents had taught him nothing useful.
Taiorami: Is it just me or does Dais sound just a little bitter? You know, just out of curiosity.
Ken, T.K., and Matt were looking for Daisuke when the chant of 'Fight fight!' came from down the hall. Usually, where there was a fight you could find the redhead. Why exactly Daisuke got into so many fights they didn't know, but the fact of the matter was that he did get in more fights then the rest of the digidestined combined. As long as you didn't count Miyako who was the queen of cat fights.
What the found was not Daisuke in a fight, but Daisuke being mauled by six guys who were around Matt's size. And of course no one was offering to help Daisuke, that's not the way fights worked. (Not in my school anyway.)
Now, there are certain rules that you have to follow when you deal with certain people. And beating up Daisuke was breaking a good number of these rules prompting T.K., Matt and Ken to join the fight.
1. You do not touch T.K.'s boyfriend
2. You do not touch anyone close to Matt (It just isn't done)
3. Never touch Ken's friends. (Results could be fatal)
4. Don't touch someone Ken considers family.
5. See rule four and put in Matt's name
6. Never, Ever, touch a digidestined.
(Now that we all feel enlightened)
Daisuke blinked and slid down the locker to watch the scene in interest. Ken, who was all but a pacifist, had occupied himself with practicing his long forgotten judo on a few of Daisuke's attackers and the redhead found himself feeling sorry for them. Matt, who was normally too cool to get in fights, had sent one guy head first into a locker and was now pummeling Ryan to a bloody pulp...literally.
T.K. knelt in front of him and frowned. "Your nose is bleeding."
"Thanks for informing me of that dear." Daisuke said rolling his eyes. "And why aren't you fighting to defend me? I feel unwanted."
"You want me to fight?" T.K. blinked. "I don't know...I'm not much a fighter, no matter how many times I might have beat you up over the years."
"You never-"
"And of course I want you. I'd kiss you but your bleeding." T.K. frowned again then grabbed Daisuke's wrist, pulling him to his feet. "You should go see the nurse."
"BOYS!" Ms. Knight came storming down the hall, causing the spectators to vanish. The look on her normally happy face promised death.
"Busted." Daisuke whispered and T.K. shrugged. He hadn't wanted to come back to school in the first place. It was more fun lying around with Daisuke all day.
Ken and Matt looked disappointed at the principal's interruption and moved away from their victims. Though Matt couldn't resist aiming one swift kick to Ryan's stomach. Ms. Knight glared at him and Matt blinked with wide innocent blue eyes.
"Please feel free to explain." Ms. Knight growled.
"They started it?" T.K. tried. He was still holding Daisuke's wrist so he pulled the redhead somewhat behind him then looked back at the woman who had looked confused for a moment then was mad again.
"Really? Then why exactly are you the ones beating them up?"
"They're dorks who can't fight." Matt said, wondering why he had even opened his mouth.
"Daisuke," MS. Knight motioned for the redhead to stop hiding behind T.K. "Go to the nurse, you too Mr. Scott and Mr. Ishida. It looks like you've acquired a black eye." Matt looked surprised. "And you five back to class...well, you Mr. Doss can go to the nurse to see if you have a concussion. Mr. Ichijouji and Mr. Takashi-"
"Your office." T.K. interrupted. "On our way."
"You know me so well." Ms. Knight said, smiling wryly. "Too bad I'm probably going to have to expel you for this little...incident, you too Daisuke."
Daisuke nodded, not exactly heartbroken.
"And I'm sure Ms. Inoue or Kamiya will be more then happy to bring you your homework."
"That's cold, Ms. Knight." T.K. protested. "And I thought we were friends."
"Office."
Half an hour later the four boys were waiting for Ms. Takashi to come pick them up. They had all been kicked out for the remaining three weeks of school. Not that they minded.
Daisuke's nose wasn't bleeding anymore and he had taken T.K. up on that kiss. Ken and Matt had decided to time the couple, just to see how long a person could go with out air. They had passed Ken's very logical guess of one minute and were close to Matt's guess on three minutes.
It was really a fascinating study.
It was too bad it was cut short by what sounded like a noise of disgust. There was Ryan Scott, most likely waiting for a ride of his own with a bandaged nose. Apparently Matt had hit him pretty hard and it might be broken. Ms. Knight hadn't cared and had calmly stated that he shouldn't have been in a fight and to get his mother to drive him to the hospital.
There was a long, long silence and you could almost see the violent thought floating through Matt and Ken's heads. Then the silence was broken when T.K. untangled himself from Daisuke, rose too his feet, and very calmly, with no evident anger, punched Ryan in the nose.
"Mr. Takashi!"
T.K. looked away from Ryan who was clutching his nose in pain and flashed Ms. Knight a brilliant smile.
"My mom's here, so I'll see you next year."
Ms. Knight sighed as T.K., with his brother, boyfriend, and Ken right behind him, ran from the school and down to Ms. Takashi who had been making her way up the steps to come get them.
Back at the apartment Ken was feebly trying to convince his mom this was not a reason to kill him via the phone, trying being the operative word, meaning that he was failing miserably. Matt was silently cursing all that was Ryan and Scott and his friends while applying ice to his eye, which was beginning to bruise. Daisuke had his head in T.K.'s lap and was pouting cutely while T.K. applied ice to his nose with one hand and had his other hand in a bowl of ice.
Ryan had a really hard nose.
"I don't believe you four." Ms. Takashi said when Ken was off the phone and she had gotten permission to lecture Ken in his mother's absence. "You two finally get back into school and don't even last a day, you should know better Yamato, and according to your mother you never get into any trouble Ken! Honestly, what came over you four? Please enlighten me. I really want to know!"
"These six guys tried to beat me up." Daisuke said eyes trained on the ceiling. "They're always messing with me because they've always thought I was gay." He moved T.K.'s hand and sat up. "Ken, Matt and T.K. were just trying to help."
"Oh." Ms. Takashi nodded then glanced at the clock on the wall. "I've got to go talk to some people about something so you four stay here and Ken, your parents are going out of town tomorrow."
"I know." Ken said "I was supposed to go with them on a trip to see my grandmother."
"Well, you're not. You are going to be spending the next few weeks here, so I'm sure you can keep Matt company." Ms. Takashi frowned. "Consider this your kind of punishment."
"Why is Ken keeping you company?" T.K. asked once Daisuke had settled himself back into his lap and their mother had left. "You have an apartment. You know, that you share with Joe."
"We broke up." Matt muttered. "Don't want to talk about it."
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Daisuke leaned against T.K. and stared at the math problem in his book. Ken had brought the homework he and T.K. had missed in the past month over to T.K.'s apartment so they could catch up on it. Ken had transferred to their school last year because after the emperor incident he just didn't feel comfortable at his own school. Plus he didn't have any friends there.
"Why does it matter that X squared is equal to W plus Y if Y is equal to three and W is equal to 2 times Y? I don't even know what that means."
"You're not trying."
"Who asked you?"
T.K. looked down at Daisuke who was scowling up at him. T.K. backed down immediately and returned to his Reading homework. Getting Daisuke to do his math was not worth having the redhead glaring at him all day. Besides, Izzy and Ken could explain it better then he could anyway.
Tai wasn't going to be of much help because he looked clueless, Matt wasn't even paying them any attention, Ken, who knew the answer but didn't want to get involved, made a show of having his eyes glaze over, leaving poor Izzy to explain it Daisuke.
"Uh..."
Daisuke looked down at Izzy expectantly.
"Well," Izzy smiled as an example came to him. "If T.K. kisses someone else,"
"Good lord." T.K. muttered, knowing this lesson wasn't going to end well for him.
"X squared times and that's equal to W plus Y and Y is the number of times he kissed you today, three, and W is twice that amount, then how many times did T.K. kiss someone and what is X equal to?" Izzy looked up at T.K. who looked mad enough to kill and smirked. Maybe next time T.K would do it himself.
Daisuke frowned, clearly considering the question. "Eighteen times so X is equal to nine and W is six."
"See, that wasn't hard."
"Yeah." Daisuke said then frowned again. "And just out of curiosity who was T.K. kissing X squared number of times?"
"But I wasn't-"
"I don't know...Matt." Izzy said, already edging away from Matt and towards the hallway, ready to run for his life if need be.
"What about Matt?" The blond asked, finally coming back to reality. His mind was elsewhere and it was taking a minute for Izzy's statement to register. "I what?!?"
"There's something I'd pay to see." Ken said softly, not intending for anyone to hear that.
"And to think, I thought Ken didn't have a perverted bone in his body." Daisuke said in mock awe.
"I said that out loud?" Ken said, a blush staining his cheeks. "I must be spending to much time around you"
Daisuke smiled and looked up at T.K. again who smiled back. They had been out of the hospital for a few days and had to go back to school tomorrow, whether they liked it or not. That meant they had a lot of work to catch up, over a month's worth to be exact.
T.K. reached over and intertwined his finger with Daisuke's then returned to his book. Daisuke stifled a yawn and leaned against T.K. again. Man he was tired.
He hadn't been getting much sleep lately. He was still having nightmares, some of them very violent ones that would leave Daisuke shuddering for hours, but for some reason or another he could never remember them in the morning and they were playing hell on his moods. Like getting frustrated with a problem he had learned how to when he was twelve. It was hard to concentrate on fifteen hours of sleep a week.
T.K. on the other hand seemed to be dealing with the lack of sleep quite well. He didn't get much more sleep then Daisuke but didn't seem tired and he was still mildly cheerful.
Daisuke had gotten ticked off that T.K. was so happy and had demanded to know what the hell T.K. had to be cheerful about. Life sucked, nothing was going right, and he was still having nightmares that made sure neither of them got any sleep.
T.K. had raised an eyebrow and calmly stated. 'If I started acting like you how would that help fix things?'
"He's asleep." Ken stated pointing to Daisuke.
"Oh?" T.K. looked down and indeed Daisuke had fallen asleep on his arm. T.K. shifted Daisuke so his head was resting in T.K.'s lap. His fingers brushed Daisuke's cheek. Feeling eyes on him T.K. looked up and blinked, a little confused as to why his friends were looking at him like that. "What?"
"You really like Daisuke don't you?" Matt asked.
"No, I just keep him around for the sex." T.K. rolled his eyes. "Of course I like him."
"No, I mean *really* like." Matt said, ignoring his brother's sarcasm. "As in love."
T.K. blinked then looked down at Daisuke. There was a long silence then T.K. shrugged. "Maybe. Why would you think that though?"
"Because, you look at him the same way Tai looks at Izzy." Matt said quietly, enjoying the blush that crept up on his friends' cheeks. "And the way Izzy looks at Tai." And the way I used to look at Joe.
"What way?" T.K. asked, looking skeptical. He didn't think he looked at Daisuke any different then he would anyone else. But if Matt was basing his observation that T.K. might be in love, then maybe he did look at the redhead differently.
Matt closed his eyes thoughtfully and tried to put the look into words. He would ask Izzy for help, but the young genius was too logical and love was not a statistic, and Tai had enough problems with love without having to help out someone else, and as far as any of them knew, Ken had no experience with love.
"Like...he's the most important thing in the world and you'd go through hell and back just to make sure nothing happened to him. And you'd kill anyone who touched him or caused him any harm, and that he's the one person you'd run into traffic for because you thought he might be dead."
"I am never going to live that one down am I?"
"Probably not, but it does mean you care. And that maybe he's the person you'd rather die then live without." Matt shrugged. "Or maybe I'm wrong and incredibly sappy."
T.K. smiled fleetingly then let his gaze drift back to Daisuke. Then the events in the hospital came back to him. What Daisuke had been trying to say.
Was Daisuke in love with him? Was he in love with Daisuke?
Two big questions that were not going to get answered as long as everyone else was around. He would have to wait until later when they were by themselves.
"Hey, isn't your birthday this month?" Tai asked. He wasn't sure where that thought had come from, but it was there now. And he was almost positive T.K.'s birthday was this month.
"Yeah it's...last week." T.K. said distractedly. It wasn't really that important. Yay, he was sixteen.
Ken looked at his watch and frowned. I've got to get home. See you tomorrow?"
T.K. nodded. Matt sighed and stood up. He had to go too. He had intended on staying the night but he should probably try to patch things up with Joe. They fight they had earlier had been stupid and there was no point in being mad at each other over it.
"I'll walk you to the subway. It's on my way home."
"We should get going to. I promised my parents I'd stop by." Izzy said already gathering up his books too. Tai looked reluctant to leave just so they could go see Izzy's parents, who were great people. But they were always checking up on them, like they were afraid he would haul off and Kill Izzy one day,
T.K. waved at his retreating friends then returned to his book. He really had to finish this before he woke up Daisuke so they could go to bed and get no sleep.
T.K. was playing with Daisuke's hair later that night. Daisuke was half asleep and his head was resting on T.K.'s bare chest so he was beyond noticing the long fingers running through his hair. But he did know that T.K. was well aware of his fingers tracing circles on his chest.
It was one of those things he had told Daisuke not to do because it would make him a tease, which was really the only reason Daisuke did it. Well, that and the fact it was always nice to see how may different names T.K. could call him in one night, plus he got the chance to watch T.K. squirm in the most delicious way. So he was a bit of a pervert. Big deal.
Fingers traced their way over smooth pale skin and around nipples causing T.K. to squirm and mumble bad things about Daisuke under his breath.
"What did you talk about after I went to sleep?"
"Matt asked if I was in love with you." T.K. admitted a little preoccupied with not doing something that would end up with Daisuke slapping him. 'Bad bad thoughts!'
Daisuke felt his heart miss a beat and what he had been intending to tell T.K. in the hospital came back with blinding force. He had meant to tell a very unconscious T.K. how he felt, but now he was awake and there was a chance of rejection.
Daisuke didn't want to be rejected by one of the few people he knew cared about him
"And what did you say?" Daisuke asked raising his head off of T.K.'s chest so his fingers had more room to move. This was honestly a big game.
See how long Daisuke could tease T.K. before the blond tried to retaliate. Then it was see how far Daisuke would let T.K. take it before slapping his boyfriend playfully, thus ending the game.
"I said maybe."
"And what would you say if I said I was in love with you?" Daisuke asked pausing in the game for the moment and putting his hands on the bed.
"..."
"Very articulate." Daisuke commented dryly. "Because I am...in love with you. Or at least...I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you." Daisuke turned an attractive shade of pink suddenly. "I'm not really sure what love is exactly. And now I feel stupid."
"You should always go with your feelings..." T.K. trailed off at Daisuke's sour expression. "Sorry."
Daisuke put his head back on T.K.'s chest and didn't say anything else. T.K. hadn't rejected him, but he hadn't said he returned the feelings. So, technically he was back where he started except more confused, blushing, and not in the mood to play with T.K. anymore.
A light kiss was placed on the top of Daisuke's head and the conversation, along with the game, was over and all that was left to do was try and get some sleep.
Daisuke made a face at his locker. What had his combination been before he got kicked out? His mind was too clouded with trying to cram a months worth of stuff in the 20-minute walk to school. It was five minutes to the bell and gym, which he had with Ken and T.K., and then school was over.
Now if he could just remember whether it was five to the left, seventeen to the right, and twenty-six to right, or if it was fifteen to the right, seven to the left and twenty six to the right or...
"Fag."
Oh, for the love of... "Ryan I've been back all of one day. Do you think you could leave me alone until tomorrow?" Ryan Scott, the most annoying boy in the world. And a lot bigger then Daisuke.
Ryan seemed to have gotten it stuck in his mind when Daisuke and Ken had immediately started hanging out last year that Daisuke was gay.
Which hadn't been true at the time. Or Daisuke hadn't known he was gay at the time. Whatever.
This of course was still mildly confusing. So he and Ken had been close and spent most of their time with each other. Neither of them had any other friends! Well, not counting T.K. and the girls. The older kids were rarely seen, hanging out with T.K. was impossible because of the mob that followed him around and hanging out with Kari and Miyako would have branded him as gay.
Talk about irony.
Not getting a response Daisuke turned around to find that, shock of shocks, he was surrounded by at least five guys plus Ryan. The ass never could stand up to someone alone.
"I see you brought your fuck toys with you." Daisuke observed, knowing that this wasn't a good course of action. But being woken up at one am due to bad dreams, then again at four by Matt and Ken who, for one reason or another, ended back at the apartment, and then at six-thirty so he could go to school, was impairing his judgment. Lack of sleep tended to do that to him.
Oh well, he was going to get knocked around anyway, so he might as well make a few smart remarks to make him feel better when he was getting yelled at by T.K., Ken, Matt, Tai, Izzy, Kari, Miyako, Iori, Sora, and eventually Joe for fighting. Maybe, if he got in enough trouble, they'd call Mimi so she could yell too. In fact they might as well call Willis and Mike and have everyone chew him out.
Daisuke was so busy pondering this he didn't notice Ryan yelling at him. He had almost forgotten about the looming figures about to kick his ass, until a fist slammed into his nose.
Ow.
That was going to leave a mark. He knew exactly what kind of hitting left marks and which kind just hurt like hell for a little while. That was the kind that hurt for a long time and left a mark.
And to think, he had thought his parents had taught him nothing useful.
Taiorami: Is it just me or does Dais sound just a little bitter? You know, just out of curiosity.
Ken, T.K., and Matt were looking for Daisuke when the chant of 'Fight fight!' came from down the hall. Usually, where there was a fight you could find the redhead. Why exactly Daisuke got into so many fights they didn't know, but the fact of the matter was that he did get in more fights then the rest of the digidestined combined. As long as you didn't count Miyako who was the queen of cat fights.
What the found was not Daisuke in a fight, but Daisuke being mauled by six guys who were around Matt's size. And of course no one was offering to help Daisuke, that's not the way fights worked. (Not in my school anyway.)
Now, there are certain rules that you have to follow when you deal with certain people. And beating up Daisuke was breaking a good number of these rules prompting T.K., Matt and Ken to join the fight.
1. You do not touch T.K.'s boyfriend
2. You do not touch anyone close to Matt (It just isn't done)
3. Never touch Ken's friends. (Results could be fatal)
4. Don't touch someone Ken considers family.
5. See rule four and put in Matt's name
6. Never, Ever, touch a digidestined.
(Now that we all feel enlightened)
Daisuke blinked and slid down the locker to watch the scene in interest. Ken, who was all but a pacifist, had occupied himself with practicing his long forgotten judo on a few of Daisuke's attackers and the redhead found himself feeling sorry for them. Matt, who was normally too cool to get in fights, had sent one guy head first into a locker and was now pummeling Ryan to a bloody pulp...literally.
T.K. knelt in front of him and frowned. "Your nose is bleeding."
"Thanks for informing me of that dear." Daisuke said rolling his eyes. "And why aren't you fighting to defend me? I feel unwanted."
"You want me to fight?" T.K. blinked. "I don't know...I'm not much a fighter, no matter how many times I might have beat you up over the years."
"You never-"
"And of course I want you. I'd kiss you but your bleeding." T.K. frowned again then grabbed Daisuke's wrist, pulling him to his feet. "You should go see the nurse."
"BOYS!" Ms. Knight came storming down the hall, causing the spectators to vanish. The look on her normally happy face promised death.
"Busted." Daisuke whispered and T.K. shrugged. He hadn't wanted to come back to school in the first place. It was more fun lying around with Daisuke all day.
Ken and Matt looked disappointed at the principal's interruption and moved away from their victims. Though Matt couldn't resist aiming one swift kick to Ryan's stomach. Ms. Knight glared at him and Matt blinked with wide innocent blue eyes.
"Please feel free to explain." Ms. Knight growled.
"They started it?" T.K. tried. He was still holding Daisuke's wrist so he pulled the redhead somewhat behind him then looked back at the woman who had looked confused for a moment then was mad again.
"Really? Then why exactly are you the ones beating them up?"
"They're dorks who can't fight." Matt said, wondering why he had even opened his mouth.
"Daisuke," MS. Knight motioned for the redhead to stop hiding behind T.K. "Go to the nurse, you too Mr. Scott and Mr. Ishida. It looks like you've acquired a black eye." Matt looked surprised. "And you five back to class...well, you Mr. Doss can go to the nurse to see if you have a concussion. Mr. Ichijouji and Mr. Takashi-"
"Your office." T.K. interrupted. "On our way."
"You know me so well." Ms. Knight said, smiling wryly. "Too bad I'm probably going to have to expel you for this little...incident, you too Daisuke."
Daisuke nodded, not exactly heartbroken.
"And I'm sure Ms. Inoue or Kamiya will be more then happy to bring you your homework."
"That's cold, Ms. Knight." T.K. protested. "And I thought we were friends."
"Office."
Half an hour later the four boys were waiting for Ms. Takashi to come pick them up. They had all been kicked out for the remaining three weeks of school. Not that they minded.
Daisuke's nose wasn't bleeding anymore and he had taken T.K. up on that kiss. Ken and Matt had decided to time the couple, just to see how long a person could go with out air. They had passed Ken's very logical guess of one minute and were close to Matt's guess on three minutes.
It was really a fascinating study.
It was too bad it was cut short by what sounded like a noise of disgust. There was Ryan Scott, most likely waiting for a ride of his own with a bandaged nose. Apparently Matt had hit him pretty hard and it might be broken. Ms. Knight hadn't cared and had calmly stated that he shouldn't have been in a fight and to get his mother to drive him to the hospital.
There was a long, long silence and you could almost see the violent thought floating through Matt and Ken's heads. Then the silence was broken when T.K. untangled himself from Daisuke, rose too his feet, and very calmly, with no evident anger, punched Ryan in the nose.
"Mr. Takashi!"
T.K. looked away from Ryan who was clutching his nose in pain and flashed Ms. Knight a brilliant smile.
"My mom's here, so I'll see you next year."
Ms. Knight sighed as T.K., with his brother, boyfriend, and Ken right behind him, ran from the school and down to Ms. Takashi who had been making her way up the steps to come get them.
Back at the apartment Ken was feebly trying to convince his mom this was not a reason to kill him via the phone, trying being the operative word, meaning that he was failing miserably. Matt was silently cursing all that was Ryan and Scott and his friends while applying ice to his eye, which was beginning to bruise. Daisuke had his head in T.K.'s lap and was pouting cutely while T.K. applied ice to his nose with one hand and had his other hand in a bowl of ice.
Ryan had a really hard nose.
"I don't believe you four." Ms. Takashi said when Ken was off the phone and she had gotten permission to lecture Ken in his mother's absence. "You two finally get back into school and don't even last a day, you should know better Yamato, and according to your mother you never get into any trouble Ken! Honestly, what came over you four? Please enlighten me. I really want to know!"
"These six guys tried to beat me up." Daisuke said eyes trained on the ceiling. "They're always messing with me because they've always thought I was gay." He moved T.K.'s hand and sat up. "Ken, Matt and T.K. were just trying to help."
"Oh." Ms. Takashi nodded then glanced at the clock on the wall. "I've got to go talk to some people about something so you four stay here and Ken, your parents are going out of town tomorrow."
"I know." Ken said "I was supposed to go with them on a trip to see my grandmother."
"Well, you're not. You are going to be spending the next few weeks here, so I'm sure you can keep Matt company." Ms. Takashi frowned. "Consider this your kind of punishment."
"Why is Ken keeping you company?" T.K. asked once Daisuke had settled himself back into his lap and their mother had left. "You have an apartment. You know, that you share with Joe."
"We broke up." Matt muttered. "Don't want to talk about it."
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