Time for Change

Thanx to Kali-chan and Kell-chan for the help!

Disclaimer: Uhhh...what's this?

Daisuke: Well genius, it's the disclaimer.

Me: No shit Sherlock.

Daisuke: shrugs You asked.

Kyoko: Anyways she doesn't own Digimon, the characters, or the idea. So don't sue her.

Noamon: bounces up and down repeatedly 'Cause she doesn't have any money.

Veemon: bouncing as well Yep, she's broke.

Kyoko: Yeah, but unfortunately, she does own me.

Noamon: Yeah and me and ALL my forms.

Me: N' your crests too. So ask me before you 'borrow' either of them and tell me what you plan to do with them.

BTW - This is my first fic ever so please be nice. I'll deal with flames this one time as well.

Umm...everyone except Iori is in high school. Technically, the older Digidestined should be in college, but who cares? And Miyako is not in a higher grade than the others, she's the same age for the sake of the fic. As of now we have...Takari (Kami, help me) and DaisukeOC (friendship).

Daisuke, Kyoko, etc.: 15,16 - 10th grade

Iori: 11 - 6th grade

Yamato, Taichi, etc.: 17,18 - 12th grade

This takes place with all the Digimon back in the Digital World but everybody still has their Digivices and D3s. Daisuke receives crests as well, but only him (Kyoko gets hers too, but anyway...) They're colored differently, well, Courage and Friendship are anyways.

blah blah thoughts

"..." dialogue

(blah blah) I'm talking to you...

Kyoko: Enough talk, on with the fic.

Daisuke eyed his alarm clock as it rang shrilly....and then, about five seconds later, realized it was actually the doorbell. Seeing as to how nobody else was home, Daisuke got up and answered the door.

"Hi, Daisuke," a cheerful redhead shouted. To be honest, the other youth hadn't really shouted, but Daisuke's sleep-muddled brain was saying she did. Kyoko Maeda stood dressed in loose jean shorts, black boots, a dark red long-sleeved hoodie with the the part over the stomach cut off all the way around, and a pair of her trademark shades. This time the shades were a dark bluish-black tint.

"What are you doin' here at 6 in the freakin' morning?" Daisuke asked.

"Well, I knew you wouldn't be ready sooo..." Kyoko didn't finish.

"Ready? Ready for what?"

Kyoko sighed, "School, genius."

"WHAT?!" Daisuke yelled. People below looked up the apartment source area rather curiously.

Kyoko sweatdropped. "It's Monday, Sherlock. But we have FreeDress for today and until school is over, so don't panic," Kyoko explained.

"Man! I thought we were still on vacation!"

"No Spring Break is over. That's why most people use calendars, so they can know these things." She spoke as if trying to explain something to a small child. I really do wonder where his mind wanders off to sometimes. Daisuke ran back in the apartment as Kyoko calmly walked in and closed the door. "Go take your shower and do whatever it is you do to your hair. I'll get your clothes ready." Daisuke nodded and ran off to the bathroom after grabbing random needed items.

Daisuke came out the shower 20 minutes later. "Here." Kyoko handed him baggy jeans, brown boots (As if you'll be able to see them from under the jeans), and a white wife beater with a button-down black flames designer shirt to go over it.

Daisuke shook his head. "I'm not wearing this to school."

Kyoko placed her hands on her hips as she examined what she had picked out again. "Why not?"

"... Because I've never dressed like this at school before. Outside of school, yes. In it, no," he stated pointedly.

"So?" She pointed at her outfit. "I've never dressed like this at school either. I'm tired of this. It's time for change, Daisuke. We shouldn't have to hide our talents like this. It's not fair or true to ourselves." She pointed at her Crest of Truth and then to her Crest of Freedom before tucking them back under her shirt. "We should feel free to be ourselves," she finished.

Daisuke sighed. "They won't understand." By 'they' he meant the older and younger Digidestined.

"They'll get over it."

"And if they don't?" Daisuke snapped.

Kyoko frowned. "Well then....that'll be too damn bad for them," she said cooly.

Daisuke looked surprised. "You're serious aren't you?"

"Yep."

Daisuke returned the smile that had surfaced on his best friend's face. "Well then, I'm with ya all the way. I'm tired of living a lie, so-to-speak."

Kyoko's smile melted into a smirk. "Good. But you can't go to school in just a towel." She made a show of eyeballing Daisuke's towel-clad form. "Though I do appreciate the view."

Daisuke blushed and kicked her out of his room. Kyoko only laughed as walked out, mock-hip-switching all the way. Kyoko and a dressed Daisuke walked out at 7:30.

"Are we walking or taking the the subway?"

Kyoko pointed at her new red Mustang. "We're in high school and the 10th grade now. I'm ridin' in the car."

Daisuke rolled his eyes. And just when did she get a car anyway? Must have been what she was trying to call me over for a couple of weeks ago. "Fine." Kyoko tossed him the keys and a pair of black tinted shades. You could see his eyes though, just barely. Daisuke looked at Kyoko. "You sure?" Kyoko only nodded and hopped in the car. They pulled their shades over their eyes and drove off.

(This short part is in Takeru's P.O.V.)

'Kari, Miyako, and I were heading to school after dropping off Iori at the elementary school. He was very excited about it being his last year there before middle school. A red Mustang caught my attention as it pulled up to a red light. The guy driving was complaining. "Man, these red lights take forever."

The girl beside him agreed. "Yeah, that sucks. We'll still be on time, though." The boy nodded. I stopped and the others looked at me. Why do those voices sound so familiar?

"What is it?" 'Kari asked.

I pointed to the two in the car. "Don't those two look familiar to you?"

They looked and 'Kari gasped in surprise and a tinge of disbelief. "Kyoko?!" she practically yelled. She did a doubletake and gasped out, "D..Daisuke?!" More disbelief. Yep it was them. Boy, they sure look different. I almost didn't recognize them with those clothes and..Daisuke's wearing shades? Where are the goggles? I knew for a fact that those goggles, given to him by Taichi, were very close to being sacred to the spike-haired teen. Well, Daisuke hasn't said anything yet in response. Surprisingly.

Miyako regains the ability to speak first. "Who's car?"

"Why?" Kyoko answered.

"Because I want to know," Miyako said irritably.

Kyoko shrugged. "So?"

Miyako looked a tad bit mad and I mentally groaned. Was there ever a time when these two could have one decent conversation without arguing with each other? I paused to think on that and sighed to myself. No such event had ever occured between the two. They were always disagreeing on something. Including that one time when they argued over what today's lunch from the cafeteria was composed of... But Kyoko would have usually answered her for real by now; no matter how much she dislikes Miyako. "Just tell me," Miyako huffed.

"Why would I want to do that?" Kyoko asked smoothly. What is this new attitude she has? It's..rebellious, even more so than I thought she was to begin with.

Daisuke sighed and poked Kyoko a little. She rolled her eyes and mumbled a little. Aloud, she answered with "It's mine, okay?"

No way, it's hers?!!? Let's see about this. "You drive?" I ask. At least I'll get a straight answer.

Daisuke rolled his eyes, but still said nothing. To my surprise, I received an arched eyebrow from her along with a cool reply of "No kidding. What else do you do with a car?"

Huh? She's never spoken to me like that before. I wonder what's up. 'Kari and Miyako looked a little surprised too.

"What? You don't have your driver's license yet?" Before I could explain my predicament of having a license, but couldn't have the car yet...

"The light is finally green. Let's go Daisuke." She sounded annoyed and was no longer looking at us. Daisuke nodded at her, waved at us a little, and drove off.

"What was that?" Miyako asked.

Hikari shook her head. "I don't know." That makes two of us. "Let's get to school first and tell the older Digidestined. Maybe they can help us figure out what this is about." We agreed and ran off towards the school. I took a quick glance down at my watch and pushed my speed up some. We're about to be late!

Mmmmm...yeah. That's all for this chapter. So..should I stop, go, what? What do ya think? Review pwease. Kyoko will love you much.

Kyoko: raises an eyebrow Is that so?

Me: Yep.