Untitled Disclaimer: I don't own digimon. Never have, never will, never want to own it. Okay, after a few weeks of Writer's Block, I finally have ideas. Here is one of them. This is my first fic here so don't be too hard on me...please review?
    Three Guys, A Girl, And A Coffee Shop
    Chapter One - "Ask Kari"
    "May I take your order?" the young girl asked. "Yes, in fact I have been waiting here for over an hour and your stupid shop takes way too long to get orders taken! I can have you fired and have this place torn down!" the bald customer yelled. The young girl stared at him blankly then smiled.
    "Well...? What would you like?" she asked as if the man had never said anything but a simple "yes".
    "I want a tall frappuchino miss," he said bitterly.
    "Well, that's all you had to say...man, people nowadays," Kari said, rolling her eyes. She gave the order to one of the people in the back, they gave her the items, and she gave it to the red faced bald man.
    "Thank you, come again," she said, giving him a friendly smile. The man looked at her, it seemed as though he were afraid. He walked out of the coffee shop, shaking his head and muttering things.
    Kari waited for the next customer. A young man about her age with dark brown hair walked in. She smiled and adjusted her work hat. A large coffee cup.
    "Good afternoon Davis, may I help you?" she asked.
    "Hey Kari! Sure you can help me..." he said, leaning on the counter. Kari looked at him strangely.
    "Would you like a low fat banana muffin?" she asked.
    "Why? Am I fat?" Davis asked, looking at himself. Kari laughed softly and said nothing.
    "Anyways, hey...Kari? I've been wondering if...maybe you would like to...get some coff--I mean...some...a burger or something later on...on your break. Is that okay?" Davis asked.
    "Sorry Davis, I can't."
    "Why not?" Davis said, his face looking hurt.
    "Because...because I'm a vegetarian," Kari said.
    "Well...we can grab a sal--I mean...go to Sizzler or something and eat a salad."
    "I don't like Sizzler, one time a rat jumped out of one of the salads there. It's disgusting."
    Is she making all this up? Davis wondered as he watched her talk on about how bad the restaurant was.
    "I mean who wants to eat there anyways?" Kari continued.
    "Yeah...well...do you wanna hang out at the arcade or something?" Davis asked, not expecting anything.
    "Sure. Okay, what did you want? The low fat banana muffin?" Kari smirked.
    "Just give me your number and I'll be happy," Davis said, smiling slyly at her. Kari smiled back, as she always smiles at the customers.
    "Well, here you go," Kari said, writing down her phone number. "And thank you, come again!"
    "Oh I'm sure I'll be back," he said, giving her the smile again, before he walked out of the coffee shop. Kari smiled. She had given him the phone number for the coffee shop. She knew it was a mean thing to do, but she couldn't help it. She looked ahead of her at the next customer. She also knew him from school, and just like Davis, he would come here everyday Kari went to work.
    "Hi there," Kari said, flashing a friendly smile at him. The young man smiled. He had black hair that was so black, it was blue. His eyes were an intense azure, and as Kari could see by the five girls waiting for him, that he was popular among them. His name was Ken Ichijouji.
    "Hi Kari, I see you're working here again," Ken said nervously.
    "Yeah, that's because I got an application here to work here on weekends," Kari said, matter-of-factly.
    "Okay...sure...hehe," Ken said. It was as if he were afraid to act like himself around her.
    "Can I take your order?"
    "Uh, three of that brown cake thing over there," Ken said pointing to the brownies, "a medium frappu-majiggy, and the medium hot chocolate."
    "Okay so you want three brownies, a grande frappuchino and hot chocolate?" Ken stared at her blankly. "Uh...yeah...I guess so," he said stupidly. Kari giggled softly then looked up at him. Ken looked back but blushed deeply.
    "All right, that will be $13.29 please," Kari said. Ken handed her the money. "Thank you Ken, I hope I'll see you again."
    "Of course you will," this is my chance, "Kari?" Ken asked. Kari looked up at him.
    "Oh sorry, your receipt--"
    "No...it's not that...I was wondering if...you would like to have lunch or dinner with me sometime..." Ken asked, nervously pulling at the corner of the paper bag containing his food.
    Kari stared at him. Was he choosing to go with her out of all those other pretty girls he could ask out? Was this some kind of joke?
    "Really?"
    "Yeah...I mean you don't have to if you don-"
    "No! It's great...that's just fine," Kari said, smiling. Ken smiled equally as bright.
    "I'll see you tomorrow then? Call me," Ken said. Kari nodded and waved as he exited the shop.
    After work, she was completely exhausted and only wanted to go home. It was impossible to stay awake after a day at her job. There were people constantly coming in, and her manager said she was the fastest worker and usually made her do most of the cashier and cooking jobs. It was tiring, but she got paid double that the others were getting. When she got home, she fell right in her bed, closing her eyes to fall asleep, but for some reason she didn't feel like sleeping. Ken...Ichijouji had just asked her out. She sighed dreamily. Suddenly, the phone interrupted her daydream. She picked it up.
    "Hello? Kamiya residence," she said.
    "Hey Kamiya? It's me," a familiar male voice said. Kari's began to beat harder.
    "TK? Wha...what's up?" she asked slowly. What? No Kari, you do not like your best friend, besides, you're going out with Ken...the cutest guy in school...wait...is this what you really want? Hopefully...
    "Nothing...just bored. Do you know where I am right now?" TK asked.
    "Hmm let me guess...at your house?"
    "Nope."
    "At Matt's house?"
    "Nope."
    "At school."
    "No, come on Kari do you really think I'm going to be at school on a Saturday?"
    "Then where are you?"
    Kari heard the doorbell ring. "Right here princess," TK said.
    "Man, don't call me that Takeru," Kari said.
    "I won't call you princess if you won't call me...that...that name."
    "Truce."
    "Truce, now let me in," TK said, ringing the doorbell again. Kari jumped off her bed and opened the front door.
    "What are you doing here Takeru?" Kari asked.
    "Kari!? Shut up, someone might hear you," TK said, closing the door after him and locking it.
    Kari laughed. She stared at his body as he looked outside the window to see if anyone was out there. TK is...kinda cute...he even has a cute--no, that is where I DRAW the LINE, she yelled at herself.
    "So...how was work?" TK asked, flopping down on her couch. Kari sat down with him. Should she tell him? He was her best friend right?
    "Fine."
    "Come on, something must've happened there."
    Just tell him, it wouldn't matter, she told herself.
    "Ken...Ichijouji asked me--"
    "To marry him?" TK interrupted. Kari threw a pillow at him.
    "No stupid, he asked me out."
    "What did you say?" TK asked, his face and voice looking hopefully at her. Kari stared at him. His face was so serious she could laugh...but she didn't.
    "I said..." yes...what if he gets--he can't he probably doesn't even--ugh... "I said yes," Kari said, getting up from her seat. TK's face looked crushed, but he tried to hide it.
    "Oh...that's...nice," TK said, halfheartedly.
    Kari had to make this situation less uncomfortable. "Why...you jealous?"
    "Nuh-uh...jealous of what?" TK said, looking away. Kari, you don't know how jealous... he thought, painfully.
    "Never mind," Kari said, blushing.
    "Anyways! Did Mrs. Meiou give you guys double homework?" TK asked.
    "Yeah, she probably never had fun when she was young and is taking it out on us."
    TK laughed. Kari stared at him questioningly.
    "Then you don't know Mrs. Meiou. She is one nasty woman," TK said. "But I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone when she found Tai and me sneaking into her files to see how far back she was alive. Matt dared us to...so yeah..."
    "Well? Why is she so nasty?"
    "We found out that she used to dance in a strip club and...."
    "And?"
    "And I still think that career is not over."
    "What!?" Kari asked surprise. Mrs. Meiou was so old, she looked like one of the first people who walked on Earth. Her eyes were sunken, she even had wrinkles all over her face and balding head and in places that will NOT be mentioned.
    "Yeah, Tai dared Matt and me to go into a strip club."
    "When will you guys grow up and stop playing dares?" Kari asked.
    "I don't know, it's kind of fun, even ask Sora."
    "Sora's in this too?"
    "Yup--" suddenly the phone rang, making the two jump. Kari picked it up.
    "Hello? Kamiya residence," she said.
    "Hey Kari," a familiar blue-haired boy said on the phone.
    "Hey Ken--" TK was looking at her but then looked away. Kari continued to stare at him.
    "What's up?"
    "Nothing, just wanted to call you," Ken said. Kari smiled.
    You're too late loverboy, TK told himself.
    "Uh-huh...really? You're sweet..." Kari said, twirling the phone cord with her forefinger. She mouthed to TK that she would only be on for a couple more minutes. TK smiled sadly at her and nodded.
    What am I doing? TK...Ken...God... Kari thought.
    "Tomorrow...yeah..." Kari said, walking into the kitchen. TK stared after her and took his jacket.
    "I'm going now Kari...my mom might get worried," TK said, his voice getting softer with each word he said. He received no answer. TK sighed and walked out of her house.
    "Okay, sure...see you too...bye," Kari said before she hung up. She walked back to the living room. "Hey TK--" He was gone.
    A/N:First part finished!