Obviously I don't own digimon or almost anything else I refer to in my fan fics like movies or games and stuff, so get a clue. It's not called fan fiction for nothing you know…


miyama: Hey people! I know that I usually write self-insertion fics…
Taichi: you only write self-insertion fics!
miyama: I know but…
Taichi: then why did you say usually and not all the time?
miyama: just be quiet.
Taichi: b..
miyama: shut it!
Taichi:………
miyama: that's better. Today I'm writing a normal fanfic, with no yoai or yuri as the main couple and without me in it.
All: gasp!
miyama: it's for punishment though…
Daisuke: not Daiko!
miyama: I told you I would if you two didn't stop fighting, and you didn't so here it is.
Miyako:………
Daisuke:………
miyama: ~ big grin ~ they're learning not to talk back to me! Anyway, here we go…


It starting to rain as Daisuke walked home, so he ran most of the way. That was why he was out of breath when he got home. Not what Jun suggested.
"Who were you making out with to leave you that exhausted?"
"No one!" he replied.
"Really? Then why are you so defensive about it?" she said with a grin as she got a pop out of the fridge and sat on the couch in the living room.
"I'm not."
"You are too."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Oh, just shut up." He said as he went in his room.
"But I want to know who my future sister-in-law is…" she said calling from the living room as he slammed the door. He dumped his bag and sat on his bed.
*Stupid Jun, * he thought, *never minding her own business. * He opened his bag and got out his school books, spreading them on his bed so it looked like he was working if his mom came in. His grades weren't the best at the moment, and she had already taken most of his comics away.
*Good thing mom hasn't found my secret stash… * he thought as he reached under his bed. There was nothing there.
"Ahhhhhh!" he yelled as he jumped off his bed and lifted his mattress so he could see if they were really gone. There was nothing on the board underneath except dust.
*Mom was in my room! * He thought. *If she found my comics, then she must have found my… * he dropped his mattress and jumped across the room to his dresser, pulled out the bottom drawer and flipped it over.
*Oh crap. She found my Playboys… * he thought as his mother opened the door, magazines in hand.
"I don't know where you got these young man, but you will…" his mother started.
"Sorry mom, gotta go to, uh, Miyako's for, um, homework group. Bye!" he said as he quickly ran pass his mother, down the hall and out the door.
"You get back here right now!" she yelled after him with Jun laughing hysterically in the living room.
"That was just fabulous Daisuke!" he said to himself, "now what are you supposed to do? You don't have your stuff and it's raining."
"Why are you talking to yourself?" someone asked from behind him.
"What?" he turned around, "Hi Hikari."
"I asked why are you talking to yourself. And why don't you have your jacket?"
"I had to leave my house to avoid my mom. She's mad at me." He said.
"Why?"
"She found something she wasn't supposed to." He thought to himself as he started to walk with Hikari.
"Oh." She said covering both of them with her umbrella. * She probably finally found his pornos. * She thought to herself.
"Where are you going now?" she asked as they neared her front door.
"I said I was going to Miyako's to study."
"But you don't have your stuff."
"I know. And I would just go to the arcade until she cooled down a bit, but she's probably phoned Miyako's by now to make sure I phone when I get there."
"So go." She said as she unlocked the door.
"Can I stay here until it stops raining? I don't have a jacket." He said hopefully.
"You can borrow my umbrella. I'll see you later. Bye." She said as she gave him the pink umbrella and shut the door.
"But I…" he started, and turned to walk to Miyako's house. *Great. No jacket and a pink umbrella. This probably looks perfect. * He thought as he hurried to Miyako's. He blushed as people stared at him as he ran down the street. *I hope she's home. She better be home. I don't want to stand around outside, in the rain, with a pink umbrella. * He thought as he knocked on the door.
"Just a second…" he heard someone yell.
"Yeah what… oh my god. Why do you have a pink umbrella?" Miyako said when she opened the door.
"Don't ask. Can I come in?" Daisuke said as he pushed his way past Miyako into the hallway.
"Sure. Be my guest." She replied, more to herself, as she shut the front door.
"Aren't you gonna ask why I'm here?" Daisuke said, walking into the living room.
"No. Your mom called a few minutes ago. So she finally found them." Miyako went into the kitchen.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He said, trying to play dumb.
"Your pornos, you idiot." She came into the living room and gave Daisuke a pop.
"What pornos?"
"Don't give me that," she replied as she sat next to him, "your mother asked if I knew where you got them when she phoned. She also asked if you really had a study thing with me. I was feeling generous, so I said yes. But now you have to come to my house every other day for 'homework group'."
*My mom asked my friends if they knew where I got my mags? * He thought to himself, a look of horror on his face as he pictured his mom calling and asking Hikari if she knew about his pornos. Miyako started laughing.
"What's so funny?" he replied.
"You look as if you whole world has come to an end." She said, still laughing.
"Thanks a lot. What was for homework anyway?" he said, taking her books and changing the subject.
"You actually think I know? I may pay more attention than you in class, but not by much."
"So you have no idea?"
"Well, we had some math…"
"Not math!" he groaned.
"We also have to make a cake for foods." She offered.
"Do you have the recipe?" he asked.
"No, but making a cake isn't that hard is it?" she replied, getting up to walk into the kitchen. Daisuke got up and followed behind her, looking around, noticing how quiet it was.
"Don't you have brothers and sisters or something?" he said, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, but they're all at friend's houses today, and my parents are working. I'm actually kinda glad you came over 'cuz the silence is really creepy." She replied as she got out the flour and sugar. She passed him a frilly pink apron.
"Put this on." She said as she put one on herself.
"Don't you have anything that's a little less pink?" he said, holding it up by one tie.
"No." she lied, hiding a black one beside the oven. Daisuke sighed and put on the pink apron. He watched as Miyako got all the ingredients for a cake, and a few not so normal ones. He started looking in the cupboards for a bowl, found a couple, and started pouring sugar in one.
"How much of this do we use?" he said when the bowl was almost full.
"I don't know," she said looking at how much he had poured. It was about eight cups of sugar. "That doesn't look right though." Daisuke poured about three more cups into the bowl.
"How about now?"
"Yeah, ok." She replied. "Let's see… what was the method for making a cake again?"
"Mix everything and hope it turns out right?" he replied.
"No! I remember that you have to cream the butter and add the eggs to it." She said, and scooped a large amount of butter into another bowl. Daisuke started breaking eggs into the bowl as Miyako creamed the butter. Six eggs later…
"How many did you add?"
"I think four. Why?"
"So I know how much vanilla to put in." She said, taking the bottle from Daisuke and pouring a bunch in. She stirred it in, spilling everywhere.
"Watch out!" Daisuke yelped as he jumped back, a large butter, egg and vanilla stain on his pants that totally missed the apron.
"Sorry." She said reaching for the bowl of sugar. "Now for the sugar." She poured it in, ignoring Daisuke for the moment.
*Sorry my ass. You did that on purpose. Well two can play that game… * he thought, looking around. He spotted the flour, evil grin spreading on his face.
"Can you pass me the flour?" Miyako asked, not turning around.
"Daisuke?" she said as she looked behind her just in time to get a bowlful of flour in her face.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" she yelled, grabbing her hair.
"You look like a ghost!" Daisuke said, laughing at Miyako frantically trying to get some of the flour out of her hair.
"Oh yeah…" she said, grabbing a bowl and dunked it in the flour, "take that!" she yelled as she threw it in his face.
"Hey!" he replied, and got more flour. This time Miyako ducked, making Daisuke throw flour into the hallway. She went for more flour, but Daisuke grabbed the bag and dragged it across the room. She grabbed the bag of sugar and threw a bowlful of that at him instead. They continued throwing sugar and flour at each other until Miyako ran out of sugar.
"Ha ha ha! Now I win!" Daisuke said, and got a bowlful of flour to throw at her.
"It's not over yet!" she replied, quickly scanning the counter. She grabbed an egg and hit him on the center of his forehead. He stopped and wiped the egg off his face as Miyako grabbed another egg laughing at him. He grabbed her arm before she could throw it, and the two fought over the egg. Daisuke managed to stop her from raising the egg above her head by grabbing her other arm so that her arms were crossed in front of her with him behind her.
"You give up?" he said, his face right beside hers.
"Never!' she said, quickly turning so that she caught him off balance, and he fell to the ground with the egg. She stood over him, and he threw the egg at her. She dodged it towards the counter, and grabbed the butter mixture. She went to pour the mix over him, but he rolled over to the side and grabbed the flour, hitting her leg making her fall on him. He pinned her to the ground underneath him. They stared at each other for a few moments. And then he leaned down and kissed her. Both blushed bright red. He got up.
"I'm gonna go home now. It's late." He said, glancing at the clock.
"Yeah, ok." She replied, following him to the door.
"I'll talk to you later." He said as he got Hikari's umbrella and ran out the door. She locked it behind him. She was still blushing.
*Oh my god… * she thought to herself as she went to the kitchen to start cleaning up the mess they made, *What just happened? *