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Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or any of it's bishies. And if I did do you really think I would have ended it the way it did? I don't think so! Just the thought of Sora and Matt together makes me cringe.
Warning: YAOI ALERT. That means boy/boy for any of you newbies. Not just boy/boy, but Daiken. My fav pairing. Also it's an Au. There are no Digimon and the younger digi-destined are 15 and 16 accept for Iori.
Description: Daisuke and Ken are pen pales. Ken moves to Odaiba and a romance insues. |
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Shade: Hello all you digi fanatics! This is my first Digi fic. Don't you all feel oh so special 'cause I decided to grace your lives with one of my ficcies? I'd like you to meet my muses; Shini-chan and Fei! |
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| Fei: The evil girl has got us musing for something we don't have anything to do with! Stupid onna! |
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| Shini-chan: C'mon Fei, look at the bright side. At least she can't do anything bad to us in this fic. |
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| Shade: Says who? |
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| Heero: Says me *gives Shade the death glare* |
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| Shade: What the hell are you doing here?! You're not one of my muses! |
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| Shini-chan: *latches onto Heero's arm* I invited him. |
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Shade: *Throws her hands up in defeat* Fine! On with the fic!
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Dai's POV |
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Hey Ken!
How are you doing? I'm pretty good myself. Sorry to hear about your cousin going into the hospital. Tell her I say to get well soon. I remember when my sister went into the hospital to get her tonsils taken out. I had to get her what ever she wanted me to for an entire week! I hate Jun. I got onto the soccer team again this year. Might even be captain. Good luck on your try outs. I'm rooting for you, maybe not in body but in spirit. Though from what I've heard about your soccer skills I doubt you need my luck. I went to this part with my friends last week, Someone sorta brought alcohol, and I kinda got plastered and made a fool out of myself. From what i've remembered and what people have told me it was really embarrassing. I hit on Hikari like their was no tomorrow. Takeru nearly decked me. I don't even like Hikari like that anymore! I am never going to drink ever again. It is way too embarrassing. Anyway, I had better get back to the lesson. My teacher will have a conniption fit if he finds out I'm not paying any attention.
Sincerely yours Daisuke Motomiya |
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| Sighing as he ended the letter. He and Ken had been pen pals for years. It seemed not a week would go by with out a letter. It didn't matter that most of them were short and hastily written, they were still special. Ken knew more about Daisuke than all of his friends put together. It didn't matter that they had never met in person. Never actually seen each other. Hell they hadn't even sent each other pictures. |
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| Running a hand through what little hair wasn't held back by his goggles, he turned back to the lesson. It was just so boring. He could never get into a lesson when Mr. Tomichi was teaching. How the heck could anyone? This teacher talked with a permanent monotone, even when giving a speech about something he was passionate about. Plus the fact that Daisuke didn't exactly excel in the academic department didn't help matters any. |
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| As he stared blankly up at the black board he felt himself begin to drift of. He didn't even notice as someone walked into the room. |
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| "Attention class, we have a new student here today... MR. MOTOMIYA! Are you listening?!" Daisuke's head shot up as he heard his name being called out. |
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| "Yes sir," he mumbled. |
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| Mr. Tomichi pursed hi lips and gave him a disapproving look but continued. "As I was saying. We have a new student today. Class I would like you all to meet Ken Ichijouji." |
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| His eyes widened as he recognized the name. Turning to the new student he noticed that the other was looking at him as well. Ken was tall with longish, almost indigo coloured hair, a rather strange shade, but appealing non the less. His eyes were amethyst, also very appealing. From the second row from the back Daisuke could just barely tell that Ken's muscles were well toned, athletic. All in all Ken Ichijouji was one hot guy. |
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| Kicking himself mentally he forced his jaw closed. Couldn't exactly have someone who could very well be your long distance best friend catch you drooling on him. He didn't really know Ken's views on same sex relationships. Personally, Daisuke swung both ways. He figured that if fate wanted someone to fall in love with someone of the same sex than it would happen. Besides the person he had idolized for years had turned out to be gay and he didn't mind. As long as Taichi was happy with Yamato he was happy for them. |
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| Masking his shock with a look of mere curiosity he watched as Ken stood awkwardly in front of the class. The teacher told ken to take a seat and with almost panic he realized that the only empty seat was next to his. He quickly hid the letter inside his binder as ken made his way to the seat on his right. |
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| "I'm Diasuke Motomiya, nice ta meet ya." With a cheerful grin he thrust his hand at Ken who shook it firmly. Daisuke's fingers lingered slightly. Ken's skin was s soft. |
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| Ken smiled back. "I know. I'm certain your the Daisuke Motomiya I've been writing to for the last six years." |
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| Daisuke's grin widened. "If your the Ken Ichijouji that's been written' me for the last six years. Why didn't ya ever tell me you were movin' in your letters?" |
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| "Didn't get a chance," Ken shrugged. "I was going to send you a letter after we arrived, but seeing as I'm now attending your school , than doesn't seem necessary." |
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| "Well, it's nice to finally meet ya," Daisuke was hardly surprised be the way Ken spoke. Everything he said was done so with perfect grammar and annunciation. All of Ken's letters had been the same. Much different from the informality of his own. |
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| "Mr. Motomiya, I understand that you are excited about meeting this new student, but could you at least attempt to pay attention to the lesson." Daisuke looked away from Ken to see the teacher again scowling at him. |
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| "It was my fault, sir," Ken's voice startled him slightly. "I apologize for distracting Daisuke." |
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| Daisuke looked over at his friend, slightly surprised. No one had ever stood up for him in front of a teacher, not even Hikari. |
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| "Still, I expect to see you in detention this afternoon, Daisuke. You know where it is." |
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| Groaning, he slumped over his desk. Detention. Again. Mr. Tomichi always liked to humiliate him for the smallest things. It wasn't his fault he didn't find the class interesting enough to pay attention to. If this was gym class it would be fine. |
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| "I take it you get detention quite often." |
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| Daisuke nodded, not even bothering to look up at Ken. "Teachers just don't like me." |
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| "Did you ever happen to think that it's because you don't pay attention to them." He could hear the amusement in Ken's voice. |
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| He snorted and looked over at the boy next to him. "Have you ever had a teacher who was just too boring to pay attention to?" Ken shook his head. "You'll learn soon enough." He turned back to the front of the room. |
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| About half the class was snoring as Mr. Tomichi spouted some play by an old dead dude. |
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| 'Uh oh...' he thought as he felt his head grow heavy again. 'I'm gonna go back to sleep...' Through his sleep fogged mind he barely heard Ken low chuckle as his head fell to the desk top with a small thud. |
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TBC....
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| Shade: That's it for now. It was going to be a one parter, but well one thing led to another and I couldn't wait to post it to see if anyone would like this. Anyway, expect to see the rest of the younger digidestined in chapter two. I've already started typing it up. ^_~ |
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