*Intensive Care Unit*
Authoress: Kitzaku
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, or the characters, or... anything really. I don't even own this computer. o-o;
Notes: I was thinking of a way to get Ken in drag and this sort of came into my brain. I played with the idea for a while before it started to actually form a plotline. I thought it was, well, interesting. I mean, this is almost like a 'what-if' story. I mean, homosexuals in my school are repeatedly shoved around and made fun of. Well, what if hetero's were the minority, huh?
Summary: In a world where everyone swings the -other- direction, Daisuke is inflicted with the worst disease anyone can have: heterosexuality. His friends are on the case to bring him the one person who can make him normal again: Ken. KenSuke [shounen ai, minor language]
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"Is it bad, doctor?"
"I'm afraid so."
"Will he die?"
"I'm not sure... but his risk at getting AIDS is lower."
Daisuke' mother bit her lip. The smell of iodide and other such disgusting hospital smells numbed her senses lightly, making her feel only one emotion: nervousness. She closed her eyes slowly, allowing herself to take in a deep breath.
"Doctor?"
"Yes, Motomiya-san?"
"... what's AIDS?"
-----AND SO-----
This is the world of Digimon. It's just like your world, and my world. You've all seen it--only everyone is immacuately good-looking and no one ever gets dirty. Tiny little animal-like creatures called Digimon follow these pre-teen children around and can speak their language. Not to mention, the children are all thousands of times smarter than the adults, and coincidentally are stronger-willed and twice as wise.
But one other huge difference inadvertently hangs above the heads of the people in this world.
Everyone is gay.
This is the story of one boy who had a disease so terrible that you can only read about it if you read Inu Yasha. It's not contagious, but rather, people say you are born with it. After extensive therapy, you might be able to overcome this disease, but once you have it--you are doomed to internet porn, co-ed PE and Mary-Sue's.
And our poor Daisuke Motomiya is plagued with this such disease.
-----*-----
Daisuke Motomiya was in a hospital bed, surrounded by 'Get Well' cards, 'Get Swell' cards, flowers, teddy bears, rainbows, condoms, anything that would cheer him up, or even try to heal his affliction. He was asleep by his normal standards. Those included one leg dangling off the hospital bed, and him snoring rather loudly.
His mother and the doctor were outside talking about his diagnosis--him being completely unawares as to his affliction, the poor kid. After a few moments, his mother came in. Her face was tear-stained and her eyes were puffy and red. She sighed lightly, heading over to the hospital bed. Pausing for a moment, to gaze at her son's face, she picked up his dangling leg and put it back on the bed.
The doctor came in after her, placing one hand on her shoulder. "He'll be just fine. I see from his..." he eyed around the room, his eyes lingering on the condoms for a moment, "presents, that his friends are all worried about him. I'll recommend some good psychiatrists to you and we'll prescribe something. This case is quite common."
Daisuke's mother nodded quietly, still looking down on her son. "It's just that... his older sister has it too--and she was happy and wouldn't take the therapy like I asked. I'm afraid my little boy will do the same."
"Ma'am." The Doctor sighed. "He's still young, there's no telling what may happen."
With his arm still around her shoulder, the doctor walked Daisuke's mother from the room. With the door shut, anybody who was interested, could take the spreadsheet hanging on the door to see who the patient was, and why they were in the clinic. The spreadsheet read:
Daisuke Motomiya Age: 15 Affliction: Straight
---*---
"He's WHAT?!" Taichi spit out the peas he was eating--only it was in an interesting matter, in that they had each shot out individually like a mini- dart gun.
"He's straight." Hikari sighed, looking down at her dinner plate. "Takeru told me a few hours ago. He'd gotten a phone call from Daisuke's mother because she couldn't find Ken's."
The two of them were sitting at the Yagami residence's kitchen table eating like civilized a brother and sister--minus of course, the neat line of peas down the center of the table as a divider. Thank you, Taichi.
"I'm worried for the poor guy..." Taichi pushed around a few uneaten peas on his plate. "I mean, what if people at school start to make fun of him?"
"Don't they -already- make fun of him?"
"Yes, but now that he's straight..."
"They don't have to know that, though! Takeru is straight, but everyone thinks he's got some sort of crush on Iori so they leave him alone." Hikari protested.
"We could at least send him a few things," Tai offered. "You know, to get his mind back on track. I think I have a box of you-know's around somewhere..."
"Oh, jeez, Tai. That's disgusting!" Hikari made a face. "But I already took care of it. Takeru and I sent some gifts from all of us."
Taichi leaned back in his chair, his hands relaxing behind his head. "I'm going to call Yamato."
Hikari rolled her eyes. "Don't you always?"
"Yes, but this time it's different."
"Oh?"
"We're going to make Daisuke gay, if it's the last thing we do."
-----End Prologue, yo-----
Does this sound like a good idea at ALL, yo? *grumbles* I'm actually supposed to be writing a Hikaru no Go fic, but I'm procrastinating like nobody's business. R&R puh-lease! ^_^
Authoress: Kitzaku
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, or the characters, or... anything really. I don't even own this computer. o-o;
Notes: I was thinking of a way to get Ken in drag and this sort of came into my brain. I played with the idea for a while before it started to actually form a plotline. I thought it was, well, interesting. I mean, this is almost like a 'what-if' story. I mean, homosexuals in my school are repeatedly shoved around and made fun of. Well, what if hetero's were the minority, huh?
Summary: In a world where everyone swings the -other- direction, Daisuke is inflicted with the worst disease anyone can have: heterosexuality. His friends are on the case to bring him the one person who can make him normal again: Ken. KenSuke [shounen ai, minor language]
-------
"Is it bad, doctor?"
"I'm afraid so."
"Will he die?"
"I'm not sure... but his risk at getting AIDS is lower."
Daisuke' mother bit her lip. The smell of iodide and other such disgusting hospital smells numbed her senses lightly, making her feel only one emotion: nervousness. She closed her eyes slowly, allowing herself to take in a deep breath.
"Doctor?"
"Yes, Motomiya-san?"
"... what's AIDS?"
-----AND SO-----
This is the world of Digimon. It's just like your world, and my world. You've all seen it--only everyone is immacuately good-looking and no one ever gets dirty. Tiny little animal-like creatures called Digimon follow these pre-teen children around and can speak their language. Not to mention, the children are all thousands of times smarter than the adults, and coincidentally are stronger-willed and twice as wise.
But one other huge difference inadvertently hangs above the heads of the people in this world.
Everyone is gay.
This is the story of one boy who had a disease so terrible that you can only read about it if you read Inu Yasha. It's not contagious, but rather, people say you are born with it. After extensive therapy, you might be able to overcome this disease, but once you have it--you are doomed to internet porn, co-ed PE and Mary-Sue's.
And our poor Daisuke Motomiya is plagued with this such disease.
-----*-----
Daisuke Motomiya was in a hospital bed, surrounded by 'Get Well' cards, 'Get Swell' cards, flowers, teddy bears, rainbows, condoms, anything that would cheer him up, or even try to heal his affliction. He was asleep by his normal standards. Those included one leg dangling off the hospital bed, and him snoring rather loudly.
His mother and the doctor were outside talking about his diagnosis--him being completely unawares as to his affliction, the poor kid. After a few moments, his mother came in. Her face was tear-stained and her eyes were puffy and red. She sighed lightly, heading over to the hospital bed. Pausing for a moment, to gaze at her son's face, she picked up his dangling leg and put it back on the bed.
The doctor came in after her, placing one hand on her shoulder. "He'll be just fine. I see from his..." he eyed around the room, his eyes lingering on the condoms for a moment, "presents, that his friends are all worried about him. I'll recommend some good psychiatrists to you and we'll prescribe something. This case is quite common."
Daisuke's mother nodded quietly, still looking down on her son. "It's just that... his older sister has it too--and she was happy and wouldn't take the therapy like I asked. I'm afraid my little boy will do the same."
"Ma'am." The Doctor sighed. "He's still young, there's no telling what may happen."
With his arm still around her shoulder, the doctor walked Daisuke's mother from the room. With the door shut, anybody who was interested, could take the spreadsheet hanging on the door to see who the patient was, and why they were in the clinic. The spreadsheet read:
Daisuke Motomiya Age: 15 Affliction: Straight
---*---
"He's WHAT?!" Taichi spit out the peas he was eating--only it was in an interesting matter, in that they had each shot out individually like a mini- dart gun.
"He's straight." Hikari sighed, looking down at her dinner plate. "Takeru told me a few hours ago. He'd gotten a phone call from Daisuke's mother because she couldn't find Ken's."
The two of them were sitting at the Yagami residence's kitchen table eating like civilized a brother and sister--minus of course, the neat line of peas down the center of the table as a divider. Thank you, Taichi.
"I'm worried for the poor guy..." Taichi pushed around a few uneaten peas on his plate. "I mean, what if people at school start to make fun of him?"
"Don't they -already- make fun of him?"
"Yes, but now that he's straight..."
"They don't have to know that, though! Takeru is straight, but everyone thinks he's got some sort of crush on Iori so they leave him alone." Hikari protested.
"We could at least send him a few things," Tai offered. "You know, to get his mind back on track. I think I have a box of you-know's around somewhere..."
"Oh, jeez, Tai. That's disgusting!" Hikari made a face. "But I already took care of it. Takeru and I sent some gifts from all of us."
Taichi leaned back in his chair, his hands relaxing behind his head. "I'm going to call Yamato."
Hikari rolled her eyes. "Don't you always?"
"Yes, but this time it's different."
"Oh?"
"We're going to make Daisuke gay, if it's the last thing we do."
-----End Prologue, yo-----
Does this sound like a good idea at ALL, yo? *grumbles* I'm actually supposed to be writing a Hikaru no Go fic, but I'm procrastinating like nobody's business. R&R puh-lease! ^_^