Hello. This is my very first fic so I'm just testing, seeing how people respond to the first chapter. I haven't yet written a second chapter but if people like this enough I might. Personally, I loved this chapter. It kinda just came to me. Anyways, I just want to give you fair warning I might just delete this later. Please be nice, it is my first chapter. I'd love some constructive criticism if you've got any. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Also, the legal drinking age in Japan is 20 but from what I've read and the word of people I know who have visited Japan, as long as you look of age they don't ask for ID, but this is just what people have told me and for the sake of the story I'll believe them for now.

Summary: It had been an accident that led Kari to the young blond. Just turned twenty, she met him between the flickering shine of the strobe lights. A friendship promptly sparks but soon, as her friends begin to mingle in with her night life at K-9, she realizes their pasts are interlaced and far darker then she could have ever imagined. Daikeru

Warnings: Well, there's mention of alcoholic drinks, skimpy outfits but nothing serious in this chapter. Possibly a few swear words.

Disclaimers: I do not own Digimon or any of the main character's in this fic so far.

Pairings: I'm taking suggestions but it is definitely Daikeru (Daisuke and Takeru).

Ages:

17 - Takeru

19 - Cody

20 - Kari, Daisuke (Davis)

21 - Ken, Yolie

22 - Mimi, Izzy

23 - Tai, Matt (Yamato), Sora

24 - Joe

Canine

The Blond Bartender

by

HellSurvivor

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The dance floor at K-9 night club was, as usual, packed. Bodies clothed in neon colors and revealing outfits (if the skimpy dresses that were too short at the end and too low at the top and the leather pants with the open shirt could be considered outfits) ground against each other crudely. The strobe lights flashed (blue, red, green, yellow, purple, pink, red, pink, blue) in sync with the pounding of the bass as Pitbull blasted through the enormous speakers lining the stage. And the stage (dear God!), the stage was an airtight collection of bodies squashed against each other, almost in fixed positions as more people then could physically fit 'danced' on the stage (and to think, people waited in lines for hours before the club even opened to get a spot on the stage).

The sour smell of sweat filled the air (hadn't anyone freakin' heard of ventilation, or an air conditioner) as it lingered heavily in the hot, humid conditions of the claustrophobic night club. The scent of alcohol was also present, coming off the intoxicated clubbers in waves as they stumbled about like idiots.

People attempted to talk over the music but Kari knew from experience it was a vain action, she'd screamed herself hoarse one too many times doing the very same thing (she'd learned quick enough that if you wanted to chat K-9 was not the place to do so - it was useless). Who came to clubs to talk anyways, the brunette wondered as she eyed the couple to her right in their mid-thirties. She had nothing against people over 29 coming out to clubs but K-9 was the wrong decision. Maybe they were trying to re-live their twenties (I mean, who wants to get older then twenty-five, right). It was not working if their sour expressions were anything to go by.

Kari delicately supped her Cherry Bomb Margarita. She wasn't a huge drinker (mainly because she was a lightweight) but she knew how to have fun and that was not always soberly. She was seated on one of the few bar stools, leaning back against the refreshingly cool dark counter of the bar as she observed the crowd. She'd hit her twenty-first a few months prior and every since her night-life had sky-rocketed. She glanced over her shoulder, eyeing the bartenders but none of them caught her eye. He hadn't returned.

The main reason she was out nearly every night was not this pumping club, nor it's rocking base which was very easy to groove to. It wasn't the fruity, delicious alcohol (although that was a great bonus and damn her drink was good) or the hot, sweaty guys with those flawlessly sculpted abs who were the perfect eye-candy (what! She's a girl for crying out loud and contrary to popular belief, she was no angel). Nope. While all these things were lucky advantages, none of these things were the reason she spent her nights at this club dancing, drinking and laughing without her usual group of friends until her brother called her demanding why she wasn't home by three am and if she needed a lift.

No siree. It was the blond bartender with those deep cerulean eyes, smooth, heartfelt smile and soft, soothing voice as he took her order.

"Kari." A faint voice whispered and the brunette was startled out of her muse. She smiled and turned in her chair, her pink skirt twisting uncomfortable beneath her as she did so but she ignored it in favor of looking into those wide, sky blue eyes.

"Teeks!" She greeted back with a bright grin. The blond blushed, adverting his eyes down at the intensity of her beam and sent her back a small, warm smile. "I was waiting for you. I thought you weren't going to show!"

"'Course I was. I have work tonight." He answered, his voice so soft she wondered how he could even be heard over the hordes of people. "I-"

"Excuse me!" An arrogant voice called as a dark haired male leaned against the counter opposite her, smirking. Sending her an apologetic smile, Takeru turned to take the guys order, head down but actions smooth and precise as he expertly made the guys drink without fault, handing him the colorful artwork in a tall glass, two cherries sitting atop the creamy margarita. Kari didn't recognize the drink, but it looked worth a try in the future. After passing the guy's change back to him, the blond returned.

"What time you off, Teeks?" Kari questioned as she eyed the silver name tag pinned to his dark uniform. The name read 'James'. The Bearer of Light smiled. She had the privlage of knowing his real name, curtsy of the shy blond.

"Not 'till around four. Don't wait for me." He watched her with serious eyes, narrowed as he tried to gauge her reaction. Kari just smiled.

"I won't, I won't... I would-" Tk opened his mouth to protest but Kari quickly continued. "-But I have class tomorrow. I have to get up 'round six."

"You shouldn't stay long then!" Tk fretted, flicking his cell open to check the time. "It's nearly twelve Kari. You should go home!"

Kari only grinned at the blond boy. "I will. I will. Relax!" He was about to reply when once again he was called away. She watched as he made the drink, his motions fluid and exact as he elaborately made the drink, making sure it was correct down to the bend of the straw and placement of the lemon slice. He didn't return for another twenty minutes, caught up in the rush of the crowd as he and the other bartenders tried to make six drinks simultaneously for the impatient onslaught of clubbers.

When he returned, he was frowning. "You should really go, Kari. It looks like it'll be a busy night anyways."

"What!" She mocked exclaimed. "Do you not like my outfit? I chose it just for you!" She gracefully rose, her short chocolate brown hair swaying as it tickled her rosy cheeks. Her beautiful, flawless features had a light dusting of makeup, not that she even needed it. She was clad in a short pink plaid skirt and a short sleeved, frilly white button up blouse. Around her wrists were about ten metal pink and black bangles that jingled whenever she moved. Around her neck was the Crest of Light handing on a golden chain (a gift from her brother) and two silver studs were in her pierced ears. She gave him a little twirl, her feet, booted in pink velvet ankle-boots that clacked against the ground.

Takeru blushed a cute rosy red, pulling his sleeves over his hands in a nervous manner and hanging his head. Kari caught his eye as she sat back down and winked. A giggle burst forth as his blush deepened and he hastily turned his back on her to serve another customer.

After another thirty minutes of listening to Tk worry about her (and of course having the joy of turing him that adorable red a few more times as she teased him), she relented. She stood to her feet in a flourish, pushing the stool back and planting her palms on the cool counter. "Well, Teeks, you've finally won. I'm off. I won't be by tomorrow 'cause I've got a night module but I'll see you on wednesday, yeah?"

The blond nodded his agreement. "I start around eleven on wednesday and end about five."

Grabbing her purse, Kari leaned over the counter to give the boy a small kiss on the cheek, ruffling his blond locks of hair affectionately. "You be safe!" She ordered.

Once again heat rose to his cheeks, making Kari beam. "I will. And you too!"

"I don't think I'm the one who needs worrying about!" Kari teased before turning to leave. "Oh, Teeks!" She exclaimed, racing around in a swirl, her skirt flapping up as she did so. "My friends have been curious as to the whereabouts I keep disappearing to and why the alcohol at our local bars is no longer good enough - It has nothing on your drinks. I don't see why they don't get that." She paused, trying to recapture her train of thought. "Oh yeah! Mind if I bring them by? I'm sure they'd adore you!"

Tk looked up to her from beneath his golden bangs, blue eyes darting side to side nervously. "Um. S-sure. It's a free world, you can bring anyone you like."

"I just wanted to make sure you didn't mind. Well, see you soon!" She waved one manicured hand to him as she stalked out of the club, heels clicking and bangles jingling as she pushed her way through the horde of dancers. Once she made it out the door, she reveled in the cold but oh-so-fresh air. Maybe a bit too cold, she decided as she hailed a blinding yellow taxi down, regretting not bringing a jacket.

The car pulled up at the side of the road and she rushed inside, smiling charmingly to the driver as she gave him her address. She found herself almost dozing. Tk was right, she decided. She should have left an hour ago. She was exhausted!

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Short, I know. Like I said, I just want to see people's reactions. For all I know people will hate it and I'll end up taking it down. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter though. I'm not really sure as to the standard of my writing so if anyone wants to tell me I suck feel free, I can take it ^_^ I'll just work harder. Anyways, thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed.

HellSurvivor