Story Name: What If Hikari and Takeru spoke everything in Innuendo?
Pairing: Mild Takari
Prompter: digihope
Takaishi Takeru had decided that while the school he now attended was nice, it had some flaws. Lunchtime, the period in which students are lined up like cattle and fed regurgitated gunk, was definitely at the top of his list.
He picked up two trays, one for himself and the other for his best friend, and stood in the queue. He didn't have to look behind him to know that his confidant was right behind him; he could smell her light perfume.
"Oh yum… I love it when it's hot and steamy!" At Kari's comment, both of the empty trays fell from T.K.'s hands and clattered to the ground. Other students in the lunchtime line-up looked around, staring at the clumsy blonde and the foul-mouthed brunette.
Rolling her eyes, the aged lunch lady placed a slice of lasagna each onto the trays now held firmly in Takeru's hand.
Yagami Hikari took her tray from him and scooted in front of her pal, and began addressing the next dinner lady.
"Please can you slip me another portion?"
This time, Takeru held onto the tray, and bit his lip to keep from laughing. This did not, however, help him to stop blushing, a fact Kari quickly picked up on.
"T.K., sweetie, are you okay?" She picked up a carton of milk and chucked it to him. "Here, drink my milk!"
His blushing continued unabated, and he finally made it to his seat. It wasn't long before Motomiya Daisuke, Hida Iori, Inoue Miyako and Hikari joined him.
Takeru looked up at Davis, and bit back a giggle. "Dai, you have cream on your face…" To his left, Miyako burst into laughter, not at Daisuke, but at T.K., much to the latter's disdain.
As Miyako began to choke, Iori slapped her sharply on the back. The youngest DigiDestined rolled his eyes and continued eating. It wasn't long, though, before Kari started complaining.
"This is too hard, and big…" She gestured to the cooling lasagne in front of her.
Agreeing, Takeru struggled to swallow his own slice. He looked up at the brunette whom he felt so fondly for, and sarcastically commented. "It's like eating carpet…"
"You could always save it for Gatomon…?" Miyako tried to offer help, but Kari frowned.
"Are you implying that I don't feed my pussy enough?" And with that hissy fit, she stood up, and left the cafeteria.
Daisuke glanced at the brunette as she stormed out of the room, before staring at the blonde twink. "Hadn't you better take care of her?"
T.K. nodded enthusiastically, before drinking the last of his milk. "She's probably in the girls' bathroom, so don't worry… I'll go 'round the back now…"
The end...
I think I seriously pushed the boundaries on taste, there… Joey xxx