Signing in from Mars
Chapter One: In Which Daisuke Confuses Everyone, and Iori Decides he Doesn't like Clubs
By Apple from Mars
Warnings: Yaoi, Yuri, and Possible Violence
Couples: Kensuke, Takori, Hiyako, Mira, Taito, and Jyoushiro
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Iori sipped his drink quietly, trying not to wince at the vial taste of alcohol. He had only agreed to come because Daisuke had insisted it was important, and that both he and Takeru had to be there. The blond sat just across from him, surveying the club with keen eyes. Iori sighed, looking around the club as well. Daisuke had told them that there would be quite a few people here that they didn't know, but he had said that Takeru's brother would be there. The young man had even told them which table to sit at, telling them over and over again that it was very important they get it right. There was something Daisuke hadn't told anyone yet, and Iori had no idea what it was.
"Nervous?" Iori jumped slightly. Takeru grinned at him reassuringly, before going back to looking around the club. They both knew that, while Iori looked old enough, he was still a few years too young to be in the club.
"Not in the least."
"Really? Hang on, I think I see Yamato." Takeru stood up and waved his glass in the air. There was a shout from the other side of the club, and a large group detached themselves from the crowd, making their way over to the oversized table.
"Hey Takeru." Another blond that Iori recognized as Takeru's older brother, Yamato, slid into one of the seats. There where three other boys with him. The first was about Yamato's height and age, with spiked brown hair and a casual feel about him. The second was slightly older with blue hair and glasses, while the last appeared a year or so younger with short red hair.
"Hi Yamato." Takeru smiled, before turning to the other boys. "Iori, this is Taichi, Yamato's boyfriend. Taichi, this is my boyfriend Iori. And you two would be?"
Iori blinked as Takeru turned to the other two boys. Apparently Takeru didn't know who these other people where either. The red haired one gave them a small smile before sitting down.
"I'm Koushiro, and this is Jyou. Daisuke told us to meet him at this table. He said it was important."
"Daisuke told us to come here as well." Iori said as Jyou sat down. "I wonder what he wanted to tell us."
"What ever it was, it seems to be very important. I just can't figure out why he wanted us to come here of all places." Koushiro said. "And why so late at night?"
Jyou meanwhile, was looking around the club curiously. Suddenly he stood up; waving at someone he had seen.
"Is it Daisuke?" Yamato asked, peering at whoever Jyou was waving at.
"Nope. But I know two of those girls." Jyou explained sitting back down as four girls shoved their way towards the table. "Daisuke told them to come here as well."
"Hang on!" Taichi said, his mouth dropping open. "Hikari?! What are you doing here?!"
"Taichi!" One of the girls, the youngest from the looks of it, had reached the table seconds before the others. "What's going on?"
"You mean Daisuke told you to come here too?"
"He told you as well?"
"Yeah! Hi Miyako."
"Hi Taichi."
"Jyou, Koushiro! Nice to see you two again."
"Good to see you too Sora. Hi Mimi."
"Hey! You all made it!"
The entire group, now made up of ten various people, all turned to see the boy who had told them to come here making his way through the crowd with his blue haired boyfriend Ken in tow.
"Alright!" Daisuke cheered, grinning brightly at them all. "I knew you guys would come!"
"Alright Daisuke," The girl, Miyako was what Taichi had called her, said, glowering at the maroon haired boy who didn't even seem to notice. "Why are we all here?"
"Sit down! Jeez, I get here a little late and you're at my throat. You sit down too Ken." Slowly, with a lot of debates as to who was sitting next to who, everyone managed to find a place to sit, until there was only one chair left. Daisuke was still standing up.
"Right. I don't expect you to believe anything I'm going to tell you, but that's alright. I don't mind." Daisuke put both of his hands on the tabletop, leaning forward so that everyone could see him. "You're not from this world."
Miyako opened her mouth to speak, but Daisuke cut her off sharply. "No talking!"
Iori blinked. Daisuke was normally calm and rather cheerful, but he seemed very serious all of a sudden. He glared at each of them in turn, before he continued talking.
"I know it sounds crazy, and I don't expect you to believe me, but it's true. You live in another reality, and you help protect a third one. The one you live in is almost the same is this one, but it isn't and the world you protect is the Digital World. I know you don't remember them, but your partners remember you. We need your help! The experiment didn't work right, and the only way for you to get your memories back is to meet me at Highten View Terrace tomorrow night at midnight."
Total silence.
Daisuke grinned. "Oops. I think I broke them." He turned and poked Miyako in the side of the head, who spluttered, gaping at him, her large round glasses almost falling off her face.
"Daisuke, just how much have you had to drink tonight anyway?" One of the other girls, Hikari, asked cautiously.
He laughed lightly, his eyes sparkling dangerously in the neon lights that where placed all around the room. "None. All of you got here before Ken and I did, remember? Until midnight, then?"
And with that, he slipped away into the crowd and out of sight, leaving the eleven of them in shock, the dance music still blaring, the neon lights still flashing, the dark night outside still as it had been an hour ago, the stars still shining down from their bed of blue satin.
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A/N: Let's see, what did I learn at school today? Never let two really twisted plot bunnies meet!
This is not my fault. I came up with this story idea ages and ages ago. Actually, I came up with two different story ideas and then they met and I ran for my life. Things will be explained soon. Really. Chapter two might not be out for a little while though. Sorry guys. Enjoy!
Chapter One: In Which Daisuke Confuses Everyone, and Iori Decides he Doesn't like Clubs
By Apple from Mars
Warnings: Yaoi, Yuri, and Possible Violence
Couples: Kensuke, Takori, Hiyako, Mira, Taito, and Jyoushiro
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Iori sipped his drink quietly, trying not to wince at the vial taste of alcohol. He had only agreed to come because Daisuke had insisted it was important, and that both he and Takeru had to be there. The blond sat just across from him, surveying the club with keen eyes. Iori sighed, looking around the club as well. Daisuke had told them that there would be quite a few people here that they didn't know, but he had said that Takeru's brother would be there. The young man had even told them which table to sit at, telling them over and over again that it was very important they get it right. There was something Daisuke hadn't told anyone yet, and Iori had no idea what it was.
"Nervous?" Iori jumped slightly. Takeru grinned at him reassuringly, before going back to looking around the club. They both knew that, while Iori looked old enough, he was still a few years too young to be in the club.
"Not in the least."
"Really? Hang on, I think I see Yamato." Takeru stood up and waved his glass in the air. There was a shout from the other side of the club, and a large group detached themselves from the crowd, making their way over to the oversized table.
"Hey Takeru." Another blond that Iori recognized as Takeru's older brother, Yamato, slid into one of the seats. There where three other boys with him. The first was about Yamato's height and age, with spiked brown hair and a casual feel about him. The second was slightly older with blue hair and glasses, while the last appeared a year or so younger with short red hair.
"Hi Yamato." Takeru smiled, before turning to the other boys. "Iori, this is Taichi, Yamato's boyfriend. Taichi, this is my boyfriend Iori. And you two would be?"
Iori blinked as Takeru turned to the other two boys. Apparently Takeru didn't know who these other people where either. The red haired one gave them a small smile before sitting down.
"I'm Koushiro, and this is Jyou. Daisuke told us to meet him at this table. He said it was important."
"Daisuke told us to come here as well." Iori said as Jyou sat down. "I wonder what he wanted to tell us."
"What ever it was, it seems to be very important. I just can't figure out why he wanted us to come here of all places." Koushiro said. "And why so late at night?"
Jyou meanwhile, was looking around the club curiously. Suddenly he stood up; waving at someone he had seen.
"Is it Daisuke?" Yamato asked, peering at whoever Jyou was waving at.
"Nope. But I know two of those girls." Jyou explained sitting back down as four girls shoved their way towards the table. "Daisuke told them to come here as well."
"Hang on!" Taichi said, his mouth dropping open. "Hikari?! What are you doing here?!"
"Taichi!" One of the girls, the youngest from the looks of it, had reached the table seconds before the others. "What's going on?"
"You mean Daisuke told you to come here too?"
"He told you as well?"
"Yeah! Hi Miyako."
"Hi Taichi."
"Jyou, Koushiro! Nice to see you two again."
"Good to see you too Sora. Hi Mimi."
"Hey! You all made it!"
The entire group, now made up of ten various people, all turned to see the boy who had told them to come here making his way through the crowd with his blue haired boyfriend Ken in tow.
"Alright!" Daisuke cheered, grinning brightly at them all. "I knew you guys would come!"
"Alright Daisuke," The girl, Miyako was what Taichi had called her, said, glowering at the maroon haired boy who didn't even seem to notice. "Why are we all here?"
"Sit down! Jeez, I get here a little late and you're at my throat. You sit down too Ken." Slowly, with a lot of debates as to who was sitting next to who, everyone managed to find a place to sit, until there was only one chair left. Daisuke was still standing up.
"Right. I don't expect you to believe anything I'm going to tell you, but that's alright. I don't mind." Daisuke put both of his hands on the tabletop, leaning forward so that everyone could see him. "You're not from this world."
Miyako opened her mouth to speak, but Daisuke cut her off sharply. "No talking!"
Iori blinked. Daisuke was normally calm and rather cheerful, but he seemed very serious all of a sudden. He glared at each of them in turn, before he continued talking.
"I know it sounds crazy, and I don't expect you to believe me, but it's true. You live in another reality, and you help protect a third one. The one you live in is almost the same is this one, but it isn't and the world you protect is the Digital World. I know you don't remember them, but your partners remember you. We need your help! The experiment didn't work right, and the only way for you to get your memories back is to meet me at Highten View Terrace tomorrow night at midnight."
Total silence.
Daisuke grinned. "Oops. I think I broke them." He turned and poked Miyako in the side of the head, who spluttered, gaping at him, her large round glasses almost falling off her face.
"Daisuke, just how much have you had to drink tonight anyway?" One of the other girls, Hikari, asked cautiously.
He laughed lightly, his eyes sparkling dangerously in the neon lights that where placed all around the room. "None. All of you got here before Ken and I did, remember? Until midnight, then?"
And with that, he slipped away into the crowd and out of sight, leaving the eleven of them in shock, the dance music still blaring, the neon lights still flashing, the dark night outside still as it had been an hour ago, the stars still shining down from their bed of blue satin.
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A/N: Let's see, what did I learn at school today? Never let two really twisted plot bunnies meet!
This is not my fault. I came up with this story idea ages and ages ago. Actually, I came up with two different story ideas and then they met and I ran for my life. Things will be explained soon. Really. Chapter two might not be out for a little while though. Sorry guys. Enjoy!