A/N: Re-done. So I decided to do this all over. For the sanity of it all, please don't read this chapt. Just, don't. If you have to, just skip right to the end.

I was probably high when writing this. I don't even think it makes sense. As you can see, I'm not much of a professional writer.

So that is to say, I warned you.


Lucky Charm

I'm lucky enough to have you.

Daikeru


Luck was not on his side today.

Daisuke was wondering what he had done in his past life that made him deserve all this.

"YOU BASTARD!!"

"WOOF!"

Daisuke blamed him.

"LOVE ME BABY!"

"YOU DON'T DESERVE MEAT!"

"AS IF! HE'S MINE!!"

It was all his fault that he was going through hell right now.

"COME HERE SO I CAN SLICE YOUR FUCKIN' HEAD OFF!"

"YOU CHEATERR!!!"

It was all his fault that he currently being chased by stalkers, butchers, fangirls and.. dogs.

"MY LOVE!"

"IM GONNA KILL YA!!"

It was all Takeru's fault.

===== Flashback =====

"Daisuke, let's go out."

"What?" The redhead grudgingly sat up and stared at the blond from the other side of the couch. He was feeling moody lately and didn't feel like doing anything. This was just definately not a good day for him.

First, he got kicked out of class for not getting his work done.

Second, he forgot his lunch and had to starve for a while.

Third, he saw two certain people make-out in the bathroom which he interrupted ever so greatly.

Fourth, he nearly got killed from the couple he interrupted in number three.

Fifth, a black cat dashed out in front of him - resulting in a horrific fall.

And sixth, he knew it was gonna happen the moment he walks out of the house.

"..You're kidding, right?"

"We haven't gone out in a while." Takeru retorted defensively.

"Keru, you know the things that happened to me today."

"I know I know, you've been practically ranting for hours-"

"Then you understand."

"-But I need to buy some groceries!"

"What are you, some housewife!?"

"I am not-!"

"-Who needs groceries! Who needs food!" Daisuke huffed furiously. There was no way in hell he was going to go-

//*Grumble*//

"...."

"Ah. Your stomach doesn't agree with you."

"Shut up."

"Please Dai!"

"No way."

"Fine. If you can stand being hungry till tomorrow."

"..."

-----

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Daisuke muttered sourly while walking along the sidewalk.

"You're just too superstitious."

"Easy for you to say, nothing happened to you yet!"

Takeru ignored the depressed boy and continued walking on. Despite the fact that he knew Daisuke was scared to go out right now, the blond wanted to calm him down a bit and make him forget about bad luck for now. Besides, he couldn't take Daisuke curled up on the couch and complaining any further. Takeru stopped when they came across a meat store and went in with a reluctant goggle-head trailing behind.

"What de ya want?" A gruffy man behind a counter spat while glaring at the two when they came in.

"Let's see...what kind of meat do you want today?" Takeru asked while examining the products behind the glass.

"I dunno, just pick something and get out of here." Daisuke didn't really care, he just wanted to get out of here immidiately. He had a bad feeling about this place, and the way the butcher was glaring at them while holding two razor sharp knives made him feel so much better.

"Ey, YOU!"

"Eh? Me?" Daisuke backed away slightly when the knife was pointed at him.

"REAL MEN eat MEAT!"

"Wha? I-"

"REAL MEN choose their own MEAT!"

"What are y-"

"REAL MEN DON'T LET THEIR WIFE CHOOSE THEIR MEAT!"

Takeru twitched. "Who the hell are you calling a w-mmrph!?"

"-LOOK buddy, I have no idea what the hell you're saying." Daisuke covered the blond's mouth while backing away towards the door. He gulped when the butcher growled and started sweating when the the man jumped over the couter, making his way towards the both of them.

"Are ye mocking meh?"

"Uh..."

"Are ye mocking me?"

"Yes! I mean-!"

The man narrowed his eyes.

"You are dead meat."

Shit.

"RUN!!" Daisuke barged out of the shop and started running as quickly as he could while holding on to Takeru's hand. The blond looked pissed but knew it was better to run then stay back with a crazy butcher.

"IMMA GONNA SLICE YOU'RE HEAD OFF!" The man yelled while swinging his knives around violently. Daisuke didn't dare look back and started running faster, but apparantly, that was not a smart move.

A women decided to walk in his way with tons of dogs on a leash. Because he couldn't stop running, he did the most perdictable thing. Yes, Daisuke tripped over the dogs which resulted with them chasing him.

"WOOF! WOOF!!"

Why? He would never know.

"Maybe because you smell like meat." Takeru had managed to avoid the trip and started running alongside Daisuke again.

"WHY the hell would I smell like MEAT?!"

"Well, we were just in that meat store-"

"AURGHH!!!"

Daisuke dashed forward in an attempt to escape everything but he had coincidentally bumped into a girl, making her fall to the ground.

Great, what now?

"Hey, I'm sorry, you alright?" Daisuke offered a hand to help lift her up. The girl looked up and stared at the redhead.

"..."

"Um..hey, you ok?" Daisuke asked again. The girl only looked at him for a while until her eyes turned into hearts and she grabbbed onto his legs.

Omigosh omigosh! Some hunky dude asked if I was alright! Kyaaa! I'm in love!!

"I LOVE YOU!!"

"Wha-WHA-WHAT?!"

"MARRY ME!!"

"HAH?! ARE YOU INSANE?!" Daisuke turned and glanced at Takeru with a desperate look. 'Help me!'

The blond stared at the both them and turned away.

"Hmph."

"TAKERU! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! HELP ME HERE!!"

"It's you're problem, you deal with it."

"WHAT?! Why are you suddenly acting like some jealous girlfriend?! I NEED YOUR HELP!!"

"Who said I was jealous?!"

"WOOFF!! BARK!!"

"BASTARDD! FACE ME IF YOU HAVE THE GUTS!!"

Ah shit. Daisuke looked back to see the crazed butcher and dogs coming closer by the second. Without a second thought, he pried the girl away from him, grabbed Takeru's wrist, and started running again.

"Wait! My love! Come back to me!!" The girl quickly got up and desperately started following the goggle-head.

"I knew it! I knew something bad would happen the moment I stepped out of the house!!" Daisuke yelled in panic while turning a corner.

"Wait, Dai-"

SHIT! Daisuke stopped dead in his tracks when he came face to face with a crowd of girls blocking his way.

"DAISUKE MOTOMIYA!" One girl shouted while pointing towards him with an assertive look. Daisuke really didn't want to know.

"..Yes?"

"GO OUT WITH US RIGHT NOW!!"

"WHAT? WHY?!" It was bad enough that he was being chased by some random girl who madly confessed to him, but now a hoard of girls?! If he wasn't so caught up in this mess, Daisuke would've been proud of himself for becoming so popular- but right now, it felt like a nightmare.

"Yes! We all managed to fall for you during one of your soccer tournaments and decided to establish a Daisuke Fanclub!"

"I-what-wait, huh?!"

"We've been following you for quite a while. Now is our chance to shower you with all of our affection and undenying love!!"

I've been stalked? Daisuke stared at them in disbelief. "I don't believe this."

"GET HIM GIRLS!"

"KYAAA!! DAI-KUUNN!!!"

"YADDAAA-DES!!"

-------

This is a dream. This has to be a dream. There's no other explanation for this!!

Daisuke leaned against the building while breathing heavily. He had somehow managed to escape into a deserted alley and was currently in hiding. Why me?

He didn't deserve this. He didn't do anything bad to deserve anything like this!

But...there was the time when he broke Yamachi's lamp by accident after witnessing an intriguing scene when entering their living room.

Also the time when he broke Koushiro's laptop when he was being occupied with Mimi..

Oh, and the day where he spilt juice all over Miyako and Kairi during their double date.

And the time where- wait, stop. I'm just gonna keep making myself depressed if I keep thinking about this.

The goggle-headed boy sighed and looked around to see Takeru standing tiredly by his side.

"Admit it." Daisuke glared at the blond accusingly.

"Admit what?"

"You know what!"

"No, I don't."

"Admit that I was right and you were wrong!"

"About what?"

"If I haven't gone out today, we wouldn't be in this mess!!"

"I actually think this is kinda fun." Takeru tried to hold in a laugh when Daisuke gave him a disbelieving look.

"Takeru."

"Yes?"

"You're secretly enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Maybe."

"Why you-"

"HE'S OVER THERE! GET HIM!!"

"DAISUKEE!! YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM LOVE!!"

"WOOF!! WOOF!"

"DAMN BRAT, I WILL KILL YA!"

"Aw man! Can't you guys give me a break!?" Daisuke blanched at the sight of the girls, butcher, and dogs at the end of the alley. He quickly turned around to run away again but was hit with the most crucial fact.

He was in a deserted alley.

There was a huge wall at the end.

Everyone else was blocking the only exit.

They're was no escape.

At all.

Shit.

"I DON'T WANT TO DIE YOUNG, DAMMIT!" Daisuke flinched and closed his eyes to prepare for the worst but was surprised by the sudden silence. He peeked open an eye to see Takeru standing in front of him with an arm raised. His expression looked more amused than anything else.

"Come any closer and you have no idea what I'm going to do to you." The blond threatened cheerfully.

"Yer can't do nothing, you're just a measily wife!"

"What wife?! Daisuke is mine and mine alone!!"

"NO he's mine!"

"WOOF WOOF!"

"Why can't we be close to him anyways? What's he to you huh?!"

"QUIET."

Daisuke was amazed how the blond had the power to silence a whole crowd of people-and animals.

"I'm stronger than I look." Takeru glared at the butcher at the insult. "And Daisuke is not yours, nor will he ever be." He stared at the group of girls huddling together but felt a small smirk forming.

"You want to know why?" The blond wrapped his arms around Daisuke's neck while ignoring everyone else. At that moment, Takeru swiftly planted a deep kiss to an unsuspecting Daisuke. "...because I'm his lover."

----

"HOLY SH-!" Daisuke abruptly sat upright, breathing heavily while trying to make sense of everything. He whipped around and scanned the area, quickly relieved that yes, this was his room - and yes, there was nothing chasing him, and damn yes - it was all a freaking nightmare. Daisuke released a long breath he was holding in and glanced longingly at the phone on the drawer.

----

"Takeru, you will so not believe what I dreamed about right now!"

"If it's anything about fangirls, dogs, and butchers -I don't want to hear it."

"How did you-"

"You've had that dream at least five times straight already."

"But this time it was even more crazy!"

Takeru grimaced. "Honestly, you never had this kind of problem when I was over at your place."

"That's because you're always there to drive it away!" Daisuke blurted, but lowered his voice when he realized what he said. "You're like some lucky charm or something.."

"Jeez, what happened to your sense of courage?"

"Keruu ~~ you're my only hope!"

"Dai, it's three in the morning. Go to sleep."

"I can't! I'll get those whacked-out dreams again," Daisuke whined. "The only good part about it is when you kiss me at the end!"

A long sigh was heard from the other line. "Make some space, I'm coming over." With that, Daisuke grinned cheekily and hung up.

Luck was on his side after all.


A/N: Nn, I was suppose to post this yesterday, but I didn't have time.

Veemon: Excuses, excuses!

Patamon: Pathetic!

I try my hardest! T_T

Veemon: Wait, what's a BL stand for?

Erm..Boy love.

Patamon: Wait, that means-

Ya, the crowd of girls got converted to a yaoi fanclub haha!

Digimon: ...

So today was Valentine's Day and I was suppose to post a lovey dovey fic and all, but ya I screwed up some things.

Anyways, next chapter would be a Belated Valentines Chapter. Look forward to it! ^^