By Amai
Disclaimer- Digimon and all it's characters are not copyright me, but copyright Toei Animation/Bandai (there probably are others, but I can't remember offhand). I wish they were, but sadly, not all wishes come true. The only thing that's copyright me is this fanfic, so no stealing, kiddies.
Author's Notes- This is a different series of "Field of Thoughts" than the last ones. Each one is a different series, you can tell by the roman numeral...hope that helps. This one's cute. That's all I can really say about it...Daisuke's a lot more naive than I usually write him, but that's the beauty of it all! A nice little fluffy christmas-y kensuke to make you all melt with "awwww"s, hopefully. I made up Daisuke's little hopeful dreams, if you wanna know, I know it's kind of weird, but that's how I am! Just to note..the only other couple I really point out is Takari, but no others. I hope you like this, nevertheless-! Please Read and Review!
Daisuke stared dreamily out of the window. Dreaming of...snow. He had heard of it, seen it, but had never had the experience of actually being in it. He sighed, it was a childish dream that would probably never come true. But it was nice to dream once and a while, rather than just living reality. To Daisuke, that would get boring, fast.
"Motomiya!", the teacher's voice broke his concentration as his head snapped back to her anger twisted face.
"Hai!", he quickly said, hoping that nothing -too- embarrassing was going to happen to him. How come he was always called upon when he wasn't playing attention?
"Explain to me how to do this problem.", was all she said as she quickly wrote on the board '4x² + 5x - 10 '. Daisuke could only blink as he stared with as much awe at the board as he did out the window. He didn't even know they were at variables already.
"Well...ah...the answer's '1 '?", he grinned sheepishly despite himself. The teacher gave a frustrated sigh and said,
"If you were listening you would have known that these problems are in the next book, which you will not be getting in this year."
Daisuke wanted to smack his head. Another embarrassing moment. It's not like he liked math in the first place anyway...
And the damn lady had to make it worse.
"Motomiya has shown a great example of what could happen to you if you do not listen up in my class. Do you all understand? Because of your classmate, I have now assigned you two more pages in advance, due on my table Monday afternoon or you'll fail.", with that, she dismissed the class.
Daisuke wanted to disappear as he passed every glaring student in the class on his way out the door.
"Why me?", he sighed, walking down the hall, and staring through the windows again wishing that it would just start to snow.
Snow. It was so pretty, but at the same time was cold. You could play in it, but you had to protect yourself from its coldness.
Daisuke had always wanted to play in warm snow. But he knew for a fact that if you tried to warm snow up..it'd melt. It was kind of depressing, in a way.
"Hi Daisuke-chan!", a cheerful voice caught his attention. Miyako was running towards him, slinging her book bag on her shoulder.
"Oh, Hi Miyako-chan. What's up?"
"Oh, nothing much...I can't wait till Mimi's party! I'm going home to get ready now. You're going, right?", she exclaimed. Mimi was visiting back from America, and decided to hold a holiday bash for all of them, American style. Miyako had just reminded Daisuke of that. He was going of course, hopefully to have a good time and hopefully dance with Hikari.
Aah...to dance with Hikari....that would make his day.
"Daisuke-chan? Daisuke-chan!", Miyako's shouts interrupted his thoughts as he blushed a bit and said, with a bit more confidence,
"'Course I'm going! Gotta show off my dance moves, y'know.", he grinned as Miyako rolled her eyes at his arrogance. It was a trait that they all had to get used to one of those days. In fact, Miyako noted that he was getting better at suppressing his own egotistical actions now, which fortunately made him more enjoyable to be with. She emphasized her point by adding the "chan" suffix to the end of his name when speaking to him. He in return, greeted her just as affectionately.
"You do that, Dai-chan. I'll be waiting for that moment. So what's up with you, then? Somehow I don't think you're as eager as I am to go to the party...", this statement startled Daisuke as he looked up at her blinking.
"Who said I wasn't!"
"Don't lie, you're bad at it.", Miyako said. Daisuke mumbled to himself frowning at the fact that he couldn't hide things well at all. He finally gave in and explained,
"I dunno...I've just been noticing how much I embarrass myself. It's unnerving, and I don't want to mess things up at the party either."
"Oh, well Daisuke we all know how much of a klutz you can be!"
"Not helping, Miyako!", he growled at her response, making her giggle.
"You really shouldn't worry, if you worry about it then everything's going to go wrong. So just block it out for now.", this made Daisuke think for a few seconds then shrug.
"Okay, you got me there. Maybe I will come...", Miyako smiled and suddenly grabbed his arm,
"And I'm gonna help you!", this made Daisuke worry: Help him....?
"What are you talking about?", Miyako gave him a little mischievous smile and motioned forward to Mimi up ahead, the older girl with an equally mischievous smile of her face.
"You came! And you brought Daisuke- good job, Miyako.", Mimi giggled, to Daisuke's increasing unease.
"W-what are you guys talking about...?!"
"Daisuke-chan, Daisuke-chan...you're going to be a fine example of how a guy should -really- look for a party! Let's just say we're going to play "dress-up"..."
Somehow, Daisuke knew he shouldn't have followed Miyako after school.
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"Almost done...quite squirming, it's not like I'm trying to kill you or anything!"
"Yes you are...!", Miyako gave a frustrated sigh as she finished tying the bow on Daisuke's tuxedo. Looking at his new sophisticated look made her laugh. Daisuke looked so uncomfortable in it.
"Can I ask again why I'm your little toy for dress up...? Why didn't you take TR or Tai or someone else? Or Yamato, I'm sure he'd love to do this, he practically lives for his image and all...", Mimi answered that question, looking for something in her large closet.
"Well, all of the other's ran away before we could get to them and anyways, Yamato doesn't really need anyone's help to get ready for a party. All of the other boys should learn from him!", Miyako nodded, her face dreamy,
"Indeed! Maybe if they see someone like you dressed up they'll learn.", Daisuke snorted,
"'Someone like you', gee thanks- I feel so loved...", walking up to him and patting his spiky hair, Mimi said,
"Well, maybe you'll get Hikari to look at you, then?",
Girls really knew how to push the right button.
Blushing, Daisuke nodded and murmured something that sounded like a 'You're right...'
"Great! Now we can move on to cologne without any trouble...!", Miyako giggled, as Daisuke groaned.
Maybe he shouldn't have woken up today...
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It seemed like forever, but it was nearly time for the party. Both Miyako and Mimi had temporarily kicked him out of the house to clean it up and get dressed themselves. Not like he really cared, seeing that all the perfume was decaying his lungs. He just couldn't understand how girls could do this stuff for hours long. The kind of fulfillment that they found in dressing up completely went over Daisuke's head.
It was already night, and a warm one at that. It made him envy those who had snow even more...besides, the coolness would help him survive in that stuffy tuxedo Mimi and Miyako made him wear.
The other's would be coming soon, he decided to start on his way back to Mimi's place at a slow pace. Mostly because he still wasn't sure if he should come. And that uncertainty made him worry about what he would do when he entered the party.
"Daisuke-san?", said a voice behind him. Daisuke turned around to the speaker....surprisingly enough, it was Ken. He hadn't expected him of all people to be going to the party. In a way..he felt relived that Ken was going, but he didn't know why.
"Ken? You're going to Mimi's party?", the other boy gave a sheepish grin and simply said,
"Miyako wouldn't take "no" as an answer....", he raised an eyebrow at Daisuke's clothing, "Let me guess: Miyako got to you too?" Daisuke sighed,
"Don't forget Mimi too. This is too much...it's so embarassing.."
"I don't know", Ken added with a small smile, "I think you look nice in it.", hearing this comforted Daisuke in a odd way. Just the fact that someone else thought a nice thought about him, and Ken...well..
He pushed that thought away before it grew.
"So...are you hoping to dance with anyone?", Daisuke quickly asked, changing the subject, a bit flustered. Seemingly ignoring Daisuke's spluttering, he replied,
"I'm really not one to dance, which was mostly why I didn't want to go in the first place..but Miyako gave me a reason I couldn't ignore, really.", He glanced at Daisuke in mild amusement, causing the boy to grow a bit uneasy again.
"What reason was that?"
"I'm pretty sure you'll find out later, Daisuke- so I won't ruin the surprise."
A minute of uneasy silence passed between the two as they walked. Feeling uncomfortable yet again, Daisuke tried to fill the gap of silence,
"Well, I'm hoping to dance...maybe I'll impress Hikari some.", he gave a smile despite himself. He knew that she'd be hoping for a dance with Takeru, but...maybe, maybe...
Ken looked a bit disgusted at that statement as he replied,
"You don't sound so sure about that...doubting yourself is the worst thing to do Daisuke. You might as well admit to yourself what you're unsure about."
Damn, Ken was quick to point out troubles. It was almost like he wanted Daisuke to notice that he really didn't have that much of a chance with Hikari. And it worked too. Losing all of the hopefulness in his face, he sighed pushing his hands in his pockets.
"I know...but, I 've always been one to wish in spite of what's going on. Like today", he looked up in at the sky, "I was wishing for snow...silly, ne?"
"It's only silly if you want it to be.", was all Ken said.
"I know it's silly to want to play in the snow for once in your life, because it doesn't snow here. But just the thought is great...! It's always been a dream of mine to play in snow...warm snow. But now I realize how impossible that is, just like being with Hikari is..."
Ken said nothing, but looked at Daisuke with a bemused expression. Almost...mocking him. But not quite...more of amused intrigue than anything else. Finally he said something,
"Maybe one day you'll get to play with your warm snow if you dream long enough.."
After that was said, Daisuke felt a little better. Ken had an uncanny ability to be able to cheer someone up, or break them with a sentence or two. Something was tugging at Daisuke, telling him that Ken was implying something, but as always the boy had no clue as to what that was...
Most of his questions would be answered once the two walked into the house in front of them.
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"Mimi-chan, look who's with Daisuke-chan!", Miyako laughed, pointing out the window. Looking outside, Mimi laughed herself, saying
"Leave it to the boys to make a plan easier than it already is...! This is going to be great...they're so cute, ne?"
"If I still had a crush on Ken, I'd be jealous, but since I don't....", Miyako glanced around, a bit hungrily, "You have a lot of single guys here, ne Mimi?"
The girl winked at her friend, "You bet!"
Not all plans go as suspected....but that doesn't me that they won't do succeed.