Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Never Leave Home Without It ❯ Never Leave Home Without It ( One-Shot )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

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Disclaimer: Hello, I have just purchased the copyrights for Digimon from Toei, Saban and Bandai. As we speak season 02 is being re-written to have more Taito scenes along with more shots of the original digidestined, Davis has some inteligence, and Sora and Matt do NOT in anyway end up together. Yes and if you believe this, well then I have a digital world to sell you.

Author's Notes: I've hit major writer's blocks with my other fics at present and so I sought to take a little break, and what should pop into my head but this lil diddy.

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Never Leave Home Without It.
by Lady Dragon

The Teenage Wolves exit the stage to the sound of loud and thunderous applause, cat calls and declarations of love careesing their ears like a gentle breeze on a summer day. The hordes of fangirls and groupies that suround each member, as the exit their dressing room and head for the crowded dance floor of the infamous 'Legs' nightclub, is roughly the size of a small army. Had you somehow missed the spectacular performance the awesome four had put on that night, one would be hard pressed not to realize who each and every member was. Their groups of fans, anouncing their fame for all to hear, not to mention that just the other day the Teenage Wolves had made the front page of Tokyo's 'Tokyo Times'.

Yes, there certainly wasn't a single person who could look at the beautiful blonde-haired blue eyed bishounen and NOT know he was the lead singer of the 'Wolves, Ishida Yamato himself.

It was with this confidence that Yamato strolled casually up to the bar and crooked a finger at the closest female bartender, who rushed imediatley to his side.

"Oh My God! Ya-Yamato Ishida!! What can I get for you?" The bartender breathed exitedly.

With a wink Yamato, in an extremely husky voicy ordered an orgasm. The girls, and guys, surounding him imediately had to cover their noses to prevent the massive amounts of nosebleeds that nearly ensued after that casual order.

"Coming right up!" The bartender squealed, her face a very uncomplimentary color of burgandy.

As the night wore on, the crowds slowly began to thin out. Two of Yamato's band mates Ryuuji and Koyu had already retired for the night each accompanied by two beatiful escorts. Of the many fans and groupies that had surouned him at the start of the evening only two, his personal favorites, remained.

Ready to return to his apartment and continue his own private celebration with the beautiful twins Michiko and Miki, Yamato waved the bartender over and asked for the bill. The bartender hurried to their end of the bar and after a quick glance into his ocean blue eyes dropped her head in a modest bow and held out a glossy 8x11 picture to him.

"Y-Your total comes out to 90,000 yen sir, and um could I have your autograph onegai shimasu ka?"

With an obliging smile Yamato took the proffered portrait and pen and said "Sure, what's your name?"

"Y-Yuriko Ishida-sama!"

With practised ease Yamato wrote a small, and 'heart-felt' message and signed it, giving it back to the girl. "There you go."

"Oi, wow thank you so much!!" And with a bit of a guilty blush the girl, Yuriko, then reluctantly handed Yamato his bill. This had been the best night of her life, when she was hired on to work at 'Legs' she never once imagined she'd be given the opurtunity to wait on none other than Yamato Ishida himself! Not to mention she got to hear and see him perform as well! All her friends would surely be jealous.

With a slight frown to his near empty wallet Yamato quickly whipped out his check book. "Can I write you a check?"

"O-Of course Ishida-sama."

"Great, thanks." And with a flurouish Yamato quickly wrote a check while Yuriko devised a way to keep something of his as a souvenier.

Handing the check over to her, Yamato-tachi rose to leave when Yuriko called them all to a halt.

"Sir, I just need to see some ID."

"N-Nani?" Now it was Yamato's turn to stutter.

"I'm sorry sir, but I can not accept your check without some proof of ID."

At this point both of Yamato's conquests for the night face vaulted at the girl's audacity. With a quick glance in his wallet Yamato found to his horror that he had not bothered to bring his ID with him. After all everyone knew him, why did he need it?

"I'm sorry, but I dont have any ID with me-"

"Then I'm afraid I can not accept your check, and must ask you to pay for your purchases in another fashion."

"Uh, I didn't bring enough money with me-"

"Then I'll have to call security!"

"D-Dare ka?" Yamato asked stupidly. Was this crazy girl who had just seconds ago asked for his autograph actually going to call security on him, Ishida Yamato, lead singer of the Teenage Wolves?

"Chotto matte, you just asked for his autograph, you know this is Yamato Ishida. You have to know who he is, you just saw him on stage earlier!" Michiko shreiked, completely stunned that someone did not believe that the blonde adonis next to her was Yamato.

"How do I know he's really Yamato Ishida, he could be a fraud for all I know! I must have some ID, and if you dont have ID then I will have to call security!"

"Maybe I can help." A rather girlish sounding voice interupted.

Whirling around Yamato came face to face with a boy, no older than himself, clad in black leather shorts, black platform boots that rose to mid-calf, and a tight fish net mid-driff top, a long yellow trench coat with the sleeves bunched up to his elbows topped off the outfit. The most striking feature about the boy though, suprisingly enough, wasn't his outfit but rather his shocking pink hair and wide amethyst eyes.

"Who the fuck are you?" Miki demanded while Yamato and Michiko stared agape at the teen before them.

"Oh My God!! Your Shindou Shuichi of Bad Luck!!"

"Sa, that I am!" And with a wink Shuichi pulled out what looked like a credit card and handed it over to the eager bartender. "Here, its on me but next time get a Visa checkcard Yama-chan. It works just like a regular check would, but without the hassels of carrying ID."

Taking his Visa back from the grinning bartender Shuichi turned with a flouish, his trench coat flaring out around him, and began heading back to his table where his blonde companion, the famous Eiri Yuki, sat smirking at the stunned trio. "Visa Checkcard, never leave home without it."

~ Owari ~

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Just in case I've confused some people, I borrowed Shuichi and Yuki from Gravitation, another fave anime of mine. ^_^ Its about a boy and his dream to become famous like his idol Ryuichi Sakuma of Nittle Grasper. As he climbs to fame he meets someone who totally trashes his work, and is essentially a bastard to him, yet despite this the two fall in love ^_^ its a shounen ai anime, so dont go watching it if you dont like that sort of thing.

Now I dont think I used any Japanese that people dont already know, but just in case:
Dare ka - who?
Nani - what?
onegai shimasu ka - please? (very polite)
chotto matte - wait a minute
Yamato-tachi - roughly Yamato and his guests/party/group ect...
-sama - honorific term

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