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Unlike Kari, who had to seriously convince her mother that she'd hurt herself being careless, Yolei had no problem telling her family about the bruise that formed on her cheek following her brawl with her former friend. All she had to do was tell them that she smacked her face into a light pole she didn't see was there until the last moment. Nobody thought much of it, since she was prone to running into things that couldn't move out of her way.

"Better hope the city doesn't call with a repair bill," Her older brother, Mantarou, quipped, earning him a well placed punch on the arm. The rest of the night went by rather quickly. The store wasn't too busy, so Yolei didn't have to do much other than clean a few things, sell some stuff, and count up her money at closing time.

Shortly afterward, she shared a pleasant phone conversation with her boyfriend. The two shared some loving words with one another. Words neither teen would probably want their parents to hear.

Yolei giggled at Ken's most recent blush-inducing comment. "You're such a tease, you know that?"

Ken smiled, though Yolei couldn't see it. "I may have heard that once or twice. So then, are you feeling better about today?"

Yolei frowned. The last thing she wanted to talk about was the brawl in the park.

"I don't want to talk about it." She hissed into her phone.

"You need to," Ken replied. "It's not good to keep your feelings bottled up. Believe me."

"Look, I appreciate you trying to make me feel better about that, but it's nothing for you to worry about."

"Bullshit." Ken surprised Yolei. He never cursed. It was almost unrealistic to hear him say something like that. "Last I checked, you were my girlfriend, meaning that whatever bothers you is my problem, too."

"And last I checked, you were my boyfriend, meaning that when I tell you not to worry about something, I mean don't worry about it. I'm fine."

"I don't believe you. Otherwise, you wouldn't be trying to avoid talking about it."

She became more upset. "Don't play 'psychoanalyst' with me, Ken. I told you, I'm not in the mood to talk about what happened."

She could hear Ken release a deep sigh over the phone. A moment or two of silence passed before he spoke again.

"Alright. Just remember, I'm here whenever you're ready to talk it over."

Yolei sighed herself. Her boyfriend was too nice sometimes. Fitting, though, considering who he was. "Fine. Oop!" She held her breath, thinking she heard someone walking around. Considering that it was the dead of night, she was supposed to be asleep instead of on the phone. "I've gotta go. I'm dead if someone finds out I'm up right now."

"Okay. Good night, sweetie."

Yolei rolled her eyes but smiled anyway. "Good night, Ken." With that, both teens hung up their phones. Yolei set her glasses onto her desk and slid into her bed, cradling a sleeping Poromon. Try as she might, though, the hours of the night passed with Yolei failing to fall asleep herself. Instead, images of what had happened in the park earlier that day continued to play out in her head.

She remembered rolling around on the ground with Kari, trying to rip her stupid eyes out. She remembered Kari winging her with a left, resulting in the bruise on her cheek. Her hands were once again wrapped around Kari's neck, suffocating the life out of her. She couldn't squeeze hard enough, in her opinion. I knew I should've used those grip-strength thingies Mantarou has in this room. She remembered saying the one thing in her life she probably regretted. Kari's darkened facial expression flashed into her head. Her fist was mere millimeters from her face as Kari's hollow eyes pierced a hole into Yolei's head. Yolei shuddered. The sense of dread she felt in the park washed over her again just thinking about Kari's killer looks.

Ugh, she thought to herself. That bitch is gonna keep me awake all night. I need a snack.

As carefully as she possibly could, she slipped out of her bed and stalked down to the store. Once she collected some cookies, milk, snack cakes and sodas (all on her tab, of course), she made her way back to her room. She had hoped not to wake anybody up with her snack raid. Her hopes were dashed when she found said Poromon wide awake on her bed staring her down with an angry glare.

"Uh...hi?" She said. Poromon continued to glare. "I...didn't wake you up, did I?"

"No," he huffed. "But your D-Terminal did. And I was having such a nice dream, too..."

"I'm sorry. I didn't even know it was still on." She sat down next to Poromon, flipping open the mini-computer on her desk. A small envelope icon flashed on her screen. "Huh. I got an email. At...?" She looked at her D-Terminal's clock. "2:00 AM? Who would be up at this hour?"

Poromon simply looked at her.

"Oh, right." Yolei sweatdropped. "Oh well. Let's see what it says." She clicked on the icon, opening the email.

'Hey, eggplant. You awake?'

Yolei seethed on the inside. Oh, hell no. She did NOT just call me an "eggplant". She typed up a response and shot it back.

'Go to sleep, bitch. It's past your beddy-bye time.'

Moments later, her D-Terminal beeped with a new email.

'Shut the hell up. We need to settle what happened this afternoon.'

Yolei smirked. Her message got to Kari.

'Why? Didn't get your ass kicked hard enough? Or maybe you were hoping I could choke you some more?'

Another beep.

'Kiss my ass. As far as I see it, we're 2-0 against you.'

Yolei looked at Poromon (who had stuffed a cookie into his mouth) with a confused expression. "What does she mean by '2-0'? And 'we'?"

Poromon swallowed the cookie. "Who are you talking to?"

"Kari. We got into a fight earlier and now she's claiming she's beaten me twice."

"What were you fighting about?"

"Later, Poromon. I'm trying to figure out what she's talking about."

"Maybe you should ask her."

"Uh..." Yolei sweatdropped. The idea hadn't occurred to her.

'"We?" "2-0?" Since when did losing count as winning twice?'

Another beep.

'No, I won. You just think you did because Ken pulled you off of me.'

'Right, because choking someone doesn't count as a win.'

'You gave up when I punched that tree. It wasn't over until then.' Yolei frowned. That's stretching things a bit.

'Maybe, but doesn't count twice just because you said so.'

'I wasn't just talking about you and me.'

Now Yolei was really confused. Who else could she be talking about?

'Then who?'

'Ken.'

'Come again?'

'Haven't yet.' Yolei blanched. That wasn't what she meant. 'Ken lost a fight to T.K. a few years ago. Remember?'

"Ken lost a fight...?" Yolei asked herself.

"Oh yes." Poromon answered. "Back when we spent a week in the Digital World hunting for him. When T.K. and Cody broke into his old base, T.K. confronted him about using Devimon. The two traded words before T.K. threw a right hook that caught Ken both flush on the cheek and off-guard. They fought for a few minutes, with T.K. winning in the end. That was about when Ken released Kimeramon. Cody joined us after that, and you know the rest."

"Huh. Ken never told me about that. How do you know?"

"Patamon told me about it. He said he and Wormmon had an intense staring contest while the two fought each other."

"Pfft," Yolei rolled her eyes. "Sounds about right." She typed up her response to Kari's email.

'Oh, that? Ken wasn't ready. He'd have beaten your little boy-toy senseless if he was.'

Yolei smirked. She knew that would get to Kari. She opened the bag of chips she'd "purchased" earlier and popped a few into her mouth.

"Is that what your argument was about? Because Ken lost a fight to T.K.?" Poromon asked. Yolei swallowed her food before answering him.

"No. Something else." Her D-Terminal beeped again. She opened the new email.

'Bullshit. T.K. charged Ken. Ken had plenty of time to react. We're 2-0 against you two. Want a chance to even it up?'

Yolei raised an eyebrow. When was this girl going to make any sense? Maybe the late-night hours were getting to her.

'Explain yourself, Pink Ranger.'

Another couple of cookies and a swig of milk later, a new email came in.

'Sure things, Tinky Winky.' Yolei felt a tick pop up on her forehead. 'It's simple. Ken gets a second shot at T.K. The winner proves which one of us is the better team.'

Another eyebrow went up. This time, in intrigue.

'Your boy-toy against my favorite martial artist? T.K. doesn't stand a chance.'

'First off, call him that again and I'll rip your eyes out and shove them down your throat. Second off, that Judo experience didn't seem to help the first time around.'

Yolei could almost feel the arrogance oozing out of her pores.

'Oh, that's not the only thing he's got going for him now. He's added a black belt in karate too. He's nothing like he was back then. He'd rip T.K. a new one.'

'So then, is that a "yes?"'

Curiosity slowly took a firm grip on Yolei. She couldn't imagine Ken and T.K. fighting it out over their girlfriends.

'Details first.'

'Have you ever watched a cage fight?'

Yolei smirked. She liked where this was going.