Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Pink Laced Gothic Theme ❯ One-Shot

Disclaimers: Digimon 02 belongs to Bandai and Toei. This fanfic plotline is mine.

A/N: Yes, this is another one of those 'I've always loved you, Daisuke, I've always loved you, Ken' fics. Problem with that? Who cares!

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Ken Ichijouji drove through the Odiaba district without any other reason then hoping to find Daisuke walking along the sidewalks since his black jaguar was in the shop. Ken's parents had just bought him a bright red 1969 mustang, by his choice of course, since they were so proud that their son had passed the entrance exams and made into Tamachi high. Now with his new little car, Ken cruised down the streets in hopes of coming across his best friend, who was also the very same person ken was in love/lust with. With no such luck thus far in spotting the gorgeous burgundy haired teenager, Ken grumbled to himself and was about to drive back home when his eyes caught a poster. Help Support The Odiaba Elementary School's Soccer Team By Getting Your Car Washed. Just Follow The Arrows. Snacks Are Also For Sale. Plus Free Cha!!

'Maybe, just maybe, Daisuke's there helping out,' Ken thought. 'My car is looking a bit grimy since it rained heavy last night.'

Following the arrows as instructed, Ken found the parking lot where the car wash fundraiser was held. Surprisingly a lot of cars had shown up, lined up in rows with both Odiaba junior high and regular high school students washing cars. Ken recognized TK at the entrance as he pulled his car up and rolled down the window.

"Yo, Ken," TK greeted. "So, wha'cha want?"

"Just a regular wash," Ken replied.

"That'll be five-fifty and you'll want to head over to the green section. Iori will point the way," TK said.

Handing him the fee, ken slowly drove down where Iori pointed and parked in a parking space. Ken looked around trying to spot Daisuke and found him rinsing off a blue 1967 VW bug. Daisuke wore only a pair of blue denim jeans, his goggles and a pair of flip-flops. Ken dragged his eyes up and down Daisuke's figure.

'Damn. He stays in shape and it shows!' Ken thought, mentally drooling at how delicious Daisuke looked. Ken sighed, closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose. 'If only I had the guts to tell him how I really feel. Man, I was a hell of a lot bolder when I was the Kaizer.'

Opening his eyes, Ken gave a yelp of surprise when he saw Daisuke's face plastered against his window, making face at him. He looked like a pucker fish. Rolling down the window, Daisuke greeted Ken with a smile as he tried very hard not to laugh due to Ken's reaction.

"Jumpy, Ken?" Daisuke smiled.

"You, Daisuke Motomiya, are insane," replied Ken.

"I am what I am," Daisuke said, leaning against the car.

Ken smiled. 'A nice piece of ass and boy what I wouldn't give-'

"Ni~ice car, Ken. She's very pretty," Daisuke said, breaking Ken's train of naughty thoughts. Daisuke circled it once before coming back to the driver's side. "What is she? Standard?"

"Hai," Ken replied.

"To bad mine's still in the shop," Daisuke said, grabbing a bucket. "You might want to roll up your window, Ken, unless you want to get washed as well."

"Let me get out first that way we can talk while you wash my car," Ken said. He rolled up the window and exited the car. Daisuke dosed it with a bucket of water before dosing it with a bucket filled with soapy water.

"So where did you get it?" Daisuke asked, bending over for a sponge and went to work.

"My parents got it for me since I got into Tamachi high. I suppose they were really surprised that I got in since I'm not a super genius anymore," Ken replied, frowning a bit.

"Well, I knew that you'd get in. Hell, you're still considered a super genius to me since you helped tutor me onto passing my entrance exams," Daisuke grinned.

"Don't say that about yourself, Daisuke. You're smarter then you think you are," Ken commented.

"I won't if you won't," Daisuke replied, leaning over the hood.

"Yeah, okay," Ken replied, cocking his head to the side.

Under the shade of a tent, Mimi, visiting from America, and Miyako sat at the booth waiting for their customers to buy something from the snack table. They had tons of goodies that they and the other kids had made such as brownies, bags of senbei, rice crispy squares dyed in rainbow colors, cookies, homemade nigirmeshi and even a kakigori-ki machine with different offered flavors.

"Between the snack table and the car wash," Miyako was adding up the profits thus far, "we've made more then enough for the elementary soccer team's trip and then some for a head start for next year!"

"And we're still packing in more customers," Mimi added. She looked around, spotting Tai and Matt having their cars waxed. Besides those two, the other older digidestineds had stopped by to help support their friends' efforts. "Hey! I think I see Ken over there!"

Miyako looked up, adjusting her glasses to look where Mimi was pointing.

"He's got to be the hundredth Tamachi student who's stopped by," Mimi said. "I think the entire Tamachi high school students showed up to get their cars washed."

"Ni~ice care. Looks new," Miyako said with a smile.

"Probably is new," Mimi commented.

"I think I'll go over and say hi," Miyako said, getting up from her seat.

Mimi grabbed her hand. "You'll do no such thing! I can't run the snack table by myself and besides… Ken's to busy checking Daisuke out to even notice you if you go up to say hi to him."

"Nani?"

"…So then Mimi thought up the idea of running a snack table since washing cars alone wouldn't have raised enough money for the trip, even with all the donations the parents gave," Daisuke was saying as he picked up the hose. He turned to say something directly to Ken when his eyes caught Miyako frowning. "Uh-oh."

"What's wrong?" Ken asked, straightening up.

"Miyako's spotted you and from the looks of it, she's fuming 'cause Mimi won't let her come over to flirt with you," Daisuke explained.

'Great. Just what I need: a nagging female around spoiling my time with you,' Ken thought. He scratched the back of his head at another thought. "But I thought you told me she was dating some guy named Justin?"

"Was is right! She broke it off with him because no matter how many guys she dates, they're not you," Daisuke replied, turning the hose on to rinse off Ken's car.

Ken snorted. "So she's still interested in me? No thanks! I have no intentions of dating her." 'Or any other female for that matter. Mmm, yes, bend over just a bit more. I'll take one of those, please!'

"There! Your car's nice and cleaned, and my shift is over at last," Daisuke said, smiling.

Ken jumped at the sudden opportunity that rose to get Daisuke alone. "Want me to drive you home?"

"Sure, if you don't mind some sweaty guy dirtying up the leather interior," Daisuke replied with a chuckle.

'Mind? Mind? Do I mind that I'll have a half naked Daisuke Motomiya seated inches away from me?' "It's no problem," Ken answered.

"Cool. Just lemme go pick up a few items from the snack table and I'll be right back," Daisuke said, picking up his buckets and headed to drop them off. Daisuke walked over to the snack table, wiping his face and back with a towel. "Yo, Mimi. I thought Miyako was with you?"

"Oh, she's in the restroom fuming because I wouldn't let her go flirt with Ken," Mimi replied, opening a paper bag. "So what can I get you?"

"Gimme some of each except for the kakigori-ki and the nigirimeshi," Daisuke replied, fishing out his wallet.

Mimi handed him the bag and a can of ice-cold cha from her cooler. "Cha's on the house because you look like you deserve something cold to drink."

"Arigato, Mimi," Daisuke said. "Later."

Jogging back to Jen's car, Ken opened the passenger seat and the redhead climbed in. Pulling out of the parking lot, Ken drove to Daisuke's apartment complex. Pulling up to a red light, Daisuke pulled out the can of cha and pressed it on the back of his neck.

"Oooo! Cold!" Daisuke shivered. He trailed it over his shoulders and down his chest. "Ahhhhh…that feels good."

Ken gripped the wheel harder while Daisuke rubbed the can against his face and body before opening it and took a long swallow. Ken almost missed the light turning green as he gazed at Daisuke's throat muscles. A few minutes later, Ken pulled up the curve in front of the destined apartment complex.

"You wanna come up and hang out for a while?" Daisuke asked, getting out.

"Sure," Ken replied, exiting the car as well.

On his apartment floor, Daisuke opened the door, toeing off his flip-flops and called out, "Hello? Anyone home?"

Getting no answer, Daisuke shrugged and headed towards the kitchen with Ken following. Daisuke found two notes in the on the counter: Jun saying that she was with friends and telling him to stay the hell out of her room, and the other was from his parents who were out shopping and would be back way after dinner.

"Looks like we've got the whole place to ourselves," Daisuke grinned. "With the exception of Chibimon who's probably sleeping on Jun's bed."

Jun, being the only member of the family who actually was there for Daisuke, had been informed about him being a digidestineds and the rest of the whole ordeal. Jun thought the idea of a Digiworld was neat and visited the place time to time when invited, and absolutely adored Daisuke's digimon. Ignoring Jun halfhearted threat, Daisuke poked his head into Jun's room to see Chibimon curled up and fast asleep in the middle of her bed.

"Whoa!" Ken exclaimed, eyeing Jun's interior design for her room. She's gone with a pink and laced Gothic theme completed with crosses and a fake rose quartz fireplace.

"Pretty neat, ne?" Daisuke asked. "Dad got a raise so he allowed us to redecorate our rooms but under a budget. My room's the same only a lot cleaner and I painted the walls differently."

Hearing Daisuke's voice rose Chibimon from his nap and two crimson eyes opened.

"Dai!" Chibimon chirped cutely and jumped over. His nose detected sweets coming from the bag and stood up, reaching for it. "Chocolate! I smell chocolate!"

"Not in Jun's room or she'll kill me," Daisuke said.

Once in his room, Chibimon sat happily on Daisuke's bed chomping down on the brownies.

"Mind not to get any crumbs," Daisuke said, handing Ken a can of cha he's gotten from the fridge and opened a bag of spicy senbei. Ken chose a red dyed rice crispy square.

"Aren't you going to take a shower?" Ken asked.

"Eat first then bathe. I worked up an appetite washing all those cars," Daisuke replied.

"Mmm! Those were good!" Chibimon said, climbing onto Daisuke's head.

'Kawaii,' Ken thought as Daisuke looked up at the digimon perched on his head.

"I'm all sweaty, buddy, so you may not want to sit there," Daisuke warned.

Chibimon climbed onto his shoulders and hugged him. "Doesn't matter to me."

'That. Is. So. Damn. Cute!' Ken thought.

Chibimon jumped off Daisuke's shoulder and disappeared back into Jun's room when Daisuke stood up to go take a shower.

"I'll be right back. Help yourself to whatever you want to play with in my room to pass the time," Daisuke said, grabbing an armful of clean clothes and headed into the bathroom.

'Once he comes out of the shower, I'm going to tell him. I need too and I need to know if he feels the same way back,' Ken thought turning on Daisuke's Play Station 2™ and popped in Street Fighter 4™ to pass the time.

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"Ah, that felt good. Nothing feels better then a nice shower after an eventful day," Daisuke said to himself, toweling his hair before plugging in the hair dryer. 'I think I'll tell Ken how I really feel for him. I mean, I love being his best friend and all but I'd rather be his lover even more. He's intelligent, sexy, fun to be around with and gorgeous plus he still kicks ass at soccer. My ideal mate and since we're alone, now's the perfect opportunity.'

Dressed in a pair of clean denim jeans, under garments and a white, thin cotton tee shirt, Daisuke returned to his room and quietly closed the door. He found Ken focused on his new Street Fighter™ game and smiled at the crude comments Ken was giving his female opponent.

"I owe you for that kick to the face, bitch, so prepare to go down," Ken said, totally focused on the game.

'I don't think I've ever heard Ken swear before,' Daisuke thought coming up from behind.

Ken smiled as his opponent went down for good, winning this level of the game. He was about to continue to the next level when he felt a pair of hands rest on his shoulders. Turning towards Daisuke, Ken almost started when he felt the other boy's pressed against his in a chaste kiss. The indigo haired teen sighed, relived and thrilled at the same time now that he knew Daisuke obviously had the same feelings for him, and returned the kiss thoroughly. It was Daisuke's turn to sigh when Ken reached an arm over his shoulder and buried his fingers into his hair, his tongue lining his bottom lip, seeking for access. Not breaking the kiss, Daisuke straddled Ken's lap, cupping his face and gently rubbed his thumbs along his jaw line as their tongues spared.

Daisuke broke the kiss as his lungs screamed for air, panting, "Wow…that was something."

Ken's breathing matched his own, his violet eyes narrowed into slits, licking his lips. Daisuke shivered,

"Guess you feel the same way, ne?" Daisuke smiled, rubbing their noses together.

"Love you. Want you. Need you," Ken whispered, planting kisses along the redhead's jaw line.

"Then let's not waste anymore time, Ken," Daisuke purred. Growling softly, Ken rose from the floor and carried Daisuke over to his bed laying him down, allowing the redhead to pull him down with him. Ken caught Daisuke in another kiss while sliding a hand up the boy's thin cotton shirt and located a nipple. Daisuke moaned loudly into Ken's mouth, tugging at his shirt. Taking the hint, Ken rose to remove the offending garment while giving Daisuke the chance to remove his. Ken lowered himself back down, trailing his tongue down Daisuke's neck to one of his breasts, swirling the tip of his tongue around the hardening nub of flesh. Daisuke gave a sharp cry and buried his hand back into Ken's hair, keeping his head in place as Ken feasted on the tiny nub. Daisuke scratched his fingernails of his other hand down Ken's back, causing the boy to hiss and arch into the touch.

Ken slid back up to Daisuke's neck, grinding his arousal into Daisuke's. The burgundy haired teen moaned, tightening a leg around Ken's waist while Ken tipped Daisuke's head back and planted a kiss on his pulse spot. That earned him a loud, deep throat moan as both Ken and Daisuke discovered that his neck was just as sensitive as his nipples, if not more so. Squirming now to gain more friction, Daisuke trailed his nails down Ken's back, stopping at the belt and Daisuke felt for the buckle. Unclasping it, Daisuke unzipped Ken's jeans and dipped a hand inside. Ken arched up with a yelp of surprise and pleasure as Daisuke wrapped his hand around his cock, teasing him with slow strokes.

Ken pulled himself away from Daisuke's contact, smiling at the little whine of protest. Ken finished taking off his pants and underwear before doing the same to Daisuke, and lowered himself between his soon-to-be lover's thighs. Kissing him again, Ken trailed his hands along Daisuke's arms until their hands met and curled their fingers around each other. Ken pinned Daisuke's arms just above his head and grinded their arousal together. Moaning wantonly, Daisuke wrapped his legs around Ken's waist, arousing Ken even further at how submissive his love could be and began attacking Daisuke's neck again with kisses and gentle nips.

"K-Ken…need you…inside me…now… Take me, take me…" Daisuke moaned, running the backs of his feet along Ken's legs and back.

"We need lube," Ken panted, releasing Daisuke's hands but not decreasing the grinding.

"Top draw of my end table…is some… Mmm, Ke~en! …Baby oil," Daisuke said. He placed his hands above his head as Ken reached over and after a little searching, withdrew a squeeze bottle of baby oil. "Chibimon's skin dries out in the cold weather so I keep some handy."

"Hmm-mmm," Ken smiled, squeezing a fair amount into his palm and rubbed it over his cock. Using a bit more, Ken went to prepare his lover, not stopping until Daisuke pushed against his fingers, indicating that he was ready to be taken. Ken planned on doing just that: hard, fast and deep.

"Oh, Ke~en," Daisuke's voice drew out as Ken slowly entered him, posed to hit Daisuke's prostate with the first enter. Gripping Daisuke's hips, Ken withdrew and drove back in, building up a rhythm that gave both of them ultimate pleasure. Daisuke ran the back of his feet up and down Ken's back, meeting Ken's thrusts with his own, moaning non-stop. Every thrust seemed just right and better then the last, and Ken wasn't even stroking his cock yet since he didn't need too with it trapped between their torsos, getting caressed that way. Driving in one last time, Ken struck Daisuke's nub so pleasantly hard, it triggered Daisuke's orgasm and he came hard: all of his muscles clamping down around Ken while screaming in ecstasy.

"You're mine," Ken hissed before tossing his head back, howling as he came, spilling his hot passion deep into his love.

Daisuke sighed, enjoying the throbs of their after glow while combing his fingers though Ken's hair. Ken wrapped his arms firmly but gently around Daisuke's waist, feeling content and having no intentions of moving for a while, which was fine with Daisuke since he didn't want his lover to pull out. He enjoyed the sensation of being filled this way. Planting a kiss on Daisuke's neck, Ken rested his cheek on his lover's chest, listening to the heartbeat that matched his own. Both drifted off to sleep.

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Jun, wearing an outfit that matched the interior of her room, toed off her shoes. She potted Daisuke's and someone else's.

"Guess Dai brought a friend over," Jun said to her self and headed to her room. Daisuke's door was closed and that usual meant the he didn't want to be disturbed, Jun smiled when she saw Chibimon sitting on her bed reading one of her Magical Knight Rayearth mangas. Chibimon looked up and bounced over to leap into her outspread arms. Jun smiled down at the cute little face. "Hello, Chibimon, Hanging out in my room, are we?"

"But I like your room," Chibimon argued.

"You misunderstood me. I don't mind it," Jun said, sitting down at her desk. "I take it my otooto is home, ne?"

"Yeah and he brought Ken with him," Chibimon replied.

"I'm surprised that you're not hanging out with them," Jun commented.

"I would be but I think Daisuke and Ken are mating 'cause I've been hearing weird sounds coming from his room," Chibimon replied innocently.

Jun blinked at this information before a smile crept over her face.

'So they finally got around with telling the other how they feel. 'Bout time,' Jun thought. She stood up. "I'm starving so let's have a snack then I'd better rouse Daisuke awake so they can get decent before Mom and Dad get home."

"I want chocolate ice cream!" Chibimon said, bouncing in her arms.

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