This
is my first crossover and probleeeeee one that no one will read! just
cuz it's wierd I guess. but hey I want to totally thank everyone who
gave it a try anyway!
I love you all!
.:JAIMIE.:
oh
yeah I don't own digimon or Afi
"Girlfriend!" Mat snorted. "Since when does davey ever have a girlfriend?"
"Well why don't you go in and get a good look at her! Cuz she exists!" Jade spat.
Mat thought about this for a second before he decided Jade was being totally ridiculous about the situation.
"Jade, you're being totally ridiculous about this!" He stated matter-of-factly. "So what if he has a girl friend?! Are you jealous?"
Jade looked at Mat with a "what me? I can't believe you would ever think that, ever" face and crossed his arms. So what if he was any way? It wasn't any of Mat's business.
"I am not jealous! Why would I be jealous of a little freshman girl, huh?!"
Mat eyes widened at this statement.
"Uh…Jade I mean you were jealous that Davey had a girl friend…and that you haven't had one since last year."
Jade's face dropped and immediately turned red at this.
"Oh heheheh…yeah. I knew that. I did. I was just trying to not sound like such a …"
"Tard?" Mat offered.
"Ye- wait, NO! I'm never a tard. I thought you said jerk."
The boys stood outside the skanky record shop- semi arguing and pointing fingers for so long that Smith had begun to grow nervous.
Jade's little brother squinted out the window and then looked over to his friend.
"Davey, why are they just standing there like that?!".
Davey looked up from a plastic crate of records and raised a brow, looking out of the small at the older boys.
He sighed in exasperation.
"They're so weird sometimes. I hope I never turn out like that."
"Jade's the weirdy." Smith stated looking through some caseless cassettes on the counter.
Davey rolled his eyes and over to where his girl friend was standing fixing her hair in a dingy mirror.
"Ugh.." He frowned. She was weird too. She sure looked at her self a lot and not to mention she always seemed to complain about how she looked anyway. What's the point in that?
"Sara! Quit that!" Davey blurted out in his irritation, although his irritation had more to do with Jade then her.
The short haired girl turned around in surprise, almost dropping her sunglasses to the floor
"Wha? Stop what?" she asked in confusion.
Davey was about to answer when Smith cut him off.
"Man your girlfriend sure is dense."
"Shut up!" Davey spat. "Only I can call her dense!"
Smith dodged a death glare from both of them and turned back to what he was doing.
"NO you can't" Sara frowned in a pout.
I refuse to talk about this any longer!" Jade stated, cutting his blond friend off yet again.
"You do?!" Mat narrowed his eyes. "I didn't even want to talk about all of your insecurities in the first place!"
Jade gasped dramatically.
"Well let me tell you-."
Mat walked off toward the store ignoring Jade's childish banter. It was usually in his best interests any way, he thought with a sideways grin.
Jade gaped at Mat's back for a moment.
"Where's he think he's going?" he whispered to himself as he marched behind him.
The record shop was an incredibly small place, Mat thought. It had tons of metal shelves and plastic crates sectioned in alphabetical order with nothing better than a cardboard piece tacked to the side of each row; each letter of the alphabet etched in black sharpie.
He spied Smith bent over section "L" , his little twelve year old booty in the air.
"Ew." Mat whined, wrinkling his nose at the sight.
Jade bumped into Mat's back, as he impatiently scoped the dusty area in search of Davey.
"When I get my hands on him I'm gonna show him what I think about his little-."
"Hi Mat!" Davey grinned into the older boy's face, his arms filled with faded records.
"Hey there. Where's this girl I'm hearin about…over and over-."
Jade elbowed the blond in his hip and shoved his way in front of Davey.
"I thought I told you guys not to leave your skateboards outside?! People are gonna steal them like that!"
Davey frowned a bit in confusion.
"So what do you care?"
"I just do!" Jade looked nervously into Davey's disapproving face. "Can we get out of here? Let's find the little gremlin and go already."
"I'm not going any where with you!" Davey stated, pulling his arms tighter around his stack or records. "You- you bitch to much!"
Both Sara and Smith peaked around their hiding spots behind some plastic crates and raised their eyebrows.
Mat spotted them and heaved a sigh of relief.
"I found Smith can we leave al-."
"I'm not leaving until Davey apologizes."
"Oh god." Mat slapped his forehead. "I give up already."
Jade's death glare was interrupted when he heard a large crash to the left of them.
"What the? SMITH!!"
Jade was almost knocked over for the second time when his little brother sprinted past him and out the door.
"RUN!!" The eighth grader piped, grabbing his tore up skate board and sprinting down the street.
Davey was next out the door, slamming his feet to the pavement while he struggled, the heavy load still in his arms.
"Davey?!" Sara whined while she ran after him.
The two older boys just stood there dumb founded.
Jade looked over to the mess of records in the corner of the store on sighed.
Mat looked up his friend and grinned.
"I here we go again."
The
two tore out of the shop, Mat topping for Davey's left behind
skateboard.
Jade felt himself beginning to laugh as he heard the
so called "perv-man" yell at their
back.
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Mat pushed the heavy door to his house open. He heard the TV humming in the living room as he made his way to the hall, stumbling a little in the dark.
"Yamato?" He heard his dad whisper to him over the back of the couch.
He looked up, blinking sleepily.
"Hey Dad." He yawned. " Goin to bed."
His dad nodded and smiled a little.
"Night then."
"Night."
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"Ok….Ok…
uh fifteen twelve, fifteen twelve….AHHAH! Found it!"
Tai
looked up from his little piece of paper and grinned as he slowly
walked up the porch steps to The Ishida residence.
He hesitated for a moment be fore he knocked on the wooden door before him. He heard some rustling behind it and he bit his lip in anticipation, waiting for it to swing open.
He heard it being unlocked before the door cracked open.
"Hello? What are one of you doin here so damn early-."
"Mr. Ishida! Ohayo!" Tai smiled broadly, adjusting the bag on his shoulder.
The older man squinted in confusion before realization set in.
"Shit! Yagami Taichi?"
The boy nodded.
"Hah, you scared the hell out of me talking like that. What are you doing so far from Japan?" Mr.Ishida moved to the side letting Tai into the house.
Tai could feel his heart beat quicken even more as he was let inside. He kept chatting friendlily with Mr.Ishida while he eyed around the house looking for Yamato.
"So how's your mom?"
"Uh…she's fine."
"Still baking at all?"
"Oh God no…she got a job now that Kari and I are older…she's pretty busy with that now."
"How is your sister?"
"Doing good."
"She's the same age as Takeru huh?"
Tai nodded.
"Yepp, so hey is Yama around? He does still live here right?"
"Oh ahheh, yeah he's upstairs asleep. Don't worry about waking him up. He's got things to do any way."
"Thanks!" Tai grinned as he spotted the stair case.
Mat shifted in bed was he heard a weird clicking sound. He pulled the covers over his head and tried to redirect his attention to sleeping again. He was about to drift off again when he felt the weight of someone sitting on his bed.
He growled angrily as he shifted again.
"Go away Dad!" Mat whined into his pillow.
He trio to ignore the presence and it was beginning to work until he felt cold fingers touch his bare shoulder.
"What the!" Mat shot up from lying on his side and spotted a tall lanky figure at the edge of his bed.
"T-THERE'S A GIRL IN MY BED??" Yamato Jumped back, one of his knee's hitting "girl" and knocking her to the floor.
The figure sat up angrily and stared at Mat in irriation.
"I'm not a girl, stupid Yama!"
Mat wrinkled his brow in his confusion. Yama? No one called him Yama, no one but-
"OHMYGOD! Tai-Taichi? Is it you?! I cannot believe it!"
