A/N: This fic was written during a cake induced sugar high, so don't blame me if it sucks. One more thing, this story contains a lil Kensuke/Daiken fluff, so anyone who doesn't like that kinda thing, GET OUT NOW! Thank you.
Disclaimer: *looks at the Japanese lawyer dudes* Do I have to do this? *they nod* Alright, I don't own Daisuke or Ken, but I do own the Chocolate cake, and you can't have it! *runs away laughing with the cake in tow*
Revenge Is Sweet
By: D. Motomiya
It was the weekend, and Daisuke was on his way to Ken's house to pick him up for a game of soccer. Daisuke approached the door, and rang the bell. In a matter of seconds, the door opened, and a certain bluenette was standing in front of Daisuke.
"Hey Ken! Ready to go?"
"Yes, but do you want some cake first? Mama just made it."
"Sure! I love cake!"
They entered the apartment, and Daisuke followed Ken into the kitchen where he was presented with a yummy looking slice of chocolate cake. Ken got himself a piece, and sat next to Daisuke.
"Oh my god! It's so beautiful. I don't think I can eat it…"
Ken smirked.
"Well Dai, if you can't…."
Ken quickly snatched the plate from in front of Daisuke, but Daisuke, who refused to let Ken hold his innocent cake hostage, grabbed the plate back from his grip, and held it defensively while mumbling something that sounded similar to 'Bad Ken, my cake' as Ken continued to fight him for it. Eventually, Ken grew bored, gave up, and went to go get forks for both of them. Daisuke smirked evilly, and followed closely behind his friend.
"Hey Ken, I changed my mind. You can have my cake."
As Ken turned around to see if his friend was ill for turning down the food, the sugary pastry was shoved onto Ken's face with a soft splat. While Daisuke was rolling on the floor laughing, Ken scowled at him and licked some of the cake from his lips.
"Very funny Motomiya…mmm…this cake is very good!"
After a couple more seconds of laughter, Daisuke got up, and leaned against the opposite counter, as Ken attempted to clean the excess frosting from his face.
"Is it all off?"
Daisuke walked over and leaned close enough to Ken so that his mouth was only millimeters away from his ear. Ken could feel his breath tickling his ear and tensed.
"Nope, you missed a spot."
Daisuke moved back from Ken's ear, and slowly licked the excess frosting from his cheek. Ken breathing hitched, and he held back the small sigh that was rising in the back of his throat. Once Daisuke moved away, and his brain was able to function properly he spoke.
"Uhh, why'd you do that?"
Daisuke shrugged coolly.
"And you're supposed to be the genius…well, first of all, I hate to see good frosting go to waste, and second, if you haven't figured it out yet, I love you."
Ken smiled.
"I love you too Dai, even if you are a smart ass."
Daisuke opened his mouth to disagree with the last part of Ken's statement, but instead received a face full of chocolate cake. Ken smirked happily.
"Revenge is sweet, right Dai-chan?"
*-The End-*
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