Kaitoumiko: I apologize for the lateness of the post..can it be called post?

Miyako: Get on with it, stop getting hung up on technicalities.

Sora: What she means to say is that she is having problems with the "R" part of the fic, she has the rest of that chapter written out.

Miyako: She'll probably put it out Wednesday after work. She gets out early.

Kaitoumiko: Thank you Messiahfigure for prompting me to write an intermission after I cried on your shoulder over my—predicament. Thank you. –bows-

Sora: Ooh! I get to do the disclaimer! She doesn't own Digimon or Alice in Wonderland.

Miyako: Enjoy.

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Yamato in Wonderland

Of intermission and romantic interludes

"So do you think—"

"Maybe."

The two girls grinned at each other and crept closer. They had been stalking the two boys since Taichi had stormed off after Yamato. After all, how else were they to know all the happenings in wonderland? They had however, kept their presence unknown until Yamato was stuck in a loop and helped Taichi move the log in time, so that Yamato would not catch him.

"I can't believe Taichi took all the credit for that log," griped Sora.

Miyako rolled her eyes. "Seriously, as if he'd be able to move that huge heavy thing by himself."

"You think he believed that we just happened to be on our way to the palace?"

Miyako frowned. "Depends on what he is doing with Blondie," she smiled wickedly, gesturing toward the house.

The brunette grinned. "He'd be stupid to do anything, knowing us."

Miyako's smile widened as she hopped up on the stoop. "But this is Mr. Acts-before-he-thinks we're talking about" she whispered, leaning her ear against the door."

"Anything?" whispered Sora, propping her head on the other girl's shoulder.

Miyako shook her head. "Let's climb the trellis. They are prolly upstairs."

"Roger that." she saluted jumping down from the porch.

The girls went around to the left of the house where the guest rooms were located. They smiled at each other before they climbed the trellis with an agility and quiet seamlessness that could only be explained with practice.

Miyako peeked into her window and frowned. "Nothing here." She said disappointedly, looking over to Sora.

The brunette sighed. "No luck over here either."

"You don't think they would do it in Ken's room do you?" she asked excitedly.

Sora's eyes twinkled in mischief. "They wouldn't dare!" she laughed. "Ken's gonna kill both of them, and possibly skin Taichi!"

They climbed down rapidly and rounded the corner to the back of the house and after engaging in a quick game of rock-paper-scissors to decide who would climb the trellis, Miyako made her way to the masterbed's window.

"See anything?"

Miyako huffed. "No." She climbed down dissatisfied. "That would have made a good story."

She slumped on the floor and was soon joined by Sora. They sat there awhile contemplating the butterflies dancing over the rainbow of flowers, wondering where the two boys had gone. They had almost been sure that they would have gone upstairs. It sure seemed that way, the way they were sucking each other's faces off. Miyako thought bitterly.

It goes without saying that both were immensely disappointed. They're instincts were never wrong.

"Maybe they're eating." suggested Sora. "Neither has eaten all day, and the sun is starting to set."

Well, with the exception of Daisuke and Ken but that was Takeru and Iori's fault. They just don't want to lose the bet, she thought sourly, adjusting her glasses.

"Wha? Oh, yeah we should check." She said looking up at the small window above their heads.

Sora got up and held her hand out to help Miyako up. "Thinking of the bet?"

"How'd you know?"

Sora giggled. "The look on your face kind of gave it away Miya."

They peeked into the kitchen window and found it empty. "There goes that idea, guess that leaves the dining room and the living room."

"Maybe we should have bet whether or not these two would sleep with each other the moment they met." said the brunette walking around the bend.

Miyako sighed. "We should have" she said following Sora. "At least Takeru and Iori would not have been able to stop them. I think these two have more resolve. I don't think Dai-chan has even hugged Ken, let alone kissed him."

"Nope. Not in the dinning room." stated the brunette ruefully. "But Dai and Ken-chan have a cute 'I love you but I'm too scared to tell you' thing going for them."

Miyako leaned against the house. "Frustrating if you ask me."

Sora laughed, making her way to the next window.

"I mean, Ken likes Dai-chan, Dai-chan likes Ken," grumbled Miyako pushing off the wall. "There should be no angst." she walked toward her partner in crime, too busy ranting to notice that Sora was intently staring at—or rather through—the window.

"Seriously what do—wow."

They stood staring into the window in perverted amusement—though they would later claim from shock—and would have continued to do so if a voice had not made them jump out of their trance.

"What are you doing?"

They turned around blushing sheepishly. "Nothing." they chorused.

The caterpillar was not amused. "Are you spying on Ken and Daisuke again?" he more stated than asked, walking toward the two girls.

"Wait, don't come any closer!" exclaimed Sora, waving her hands frantically.

The caterpillar scoffed, he was quite tired of having them tell him the story of the day. Especially when he happened to be the story of the day.

The girls cringed as he walked up to the window. But he was so busy looking over his shoulder to scold them that he did not see the intimate interaction occurring between the current inhabitants of the living room.

Koushirou rolled his eyes, "As if I were really interested in their little melodrama." He huffed, bringing his hand up to rap on the window. "I'm only going to warn—" and stopped, because he had turned to glance inside the living room.

He blinked, but the scene before his remained the same. He wasn't imagining things, at least. He turned sharply on his heels staring at the two shamefaced girls. He wondered vaguely if he could ever look at either boy in the face again. "I'm scarred for life." he squeaked. And with that, a red faced Caterpillar marched his way hurriedly to the castle.

The girls turned their attention back to the two boys. "Their rather lovely aren't they?" commented Sora.

Miyako nodded. "They make a cute couple."

"Prolly have a lot of make up sex." Sora added thoughtfully.

"With Yamato, definetely."

Poor Yamato had such a bad reputation. Perhaps under different circumstances, he wouldn't have been the moody whiny person he had come to be known for.

Sora sighed. "This is getting repetitive; wanna go follow Kou-chan?"

Miyako smirked. "Hell, yeah! Maybe he'll finally realize he has a thing for Jyou."

The brunette laughed. "Now those two are nothing compared to Dai-chan and Ken." she said. "At least Dai and Ken know that they like each other.

"No kidding," Miyako said rolling her eyes. "We'll be old and grey before they do anything about it."

"I wonder if Jyou even knows."

"According to Mimi-chan," the girl adjusted her glasses in a dramatic pause. "No he doesn't"

They stared at the horizon pensively. "If we hurry we might make it before nightfall."

The girl smirked, their work was never done.

to be continued.........

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Kaitoumiko: Well that was short. But maybe it will hold you till next time?

Sora: I thought you were gonna post this Monday.

Kaitoumiko: I ended up eating as soon as I got home from work, and by the time I finished eating it was midnight. In my defense, I got off at 11pm.

Miyako: -eyes glint- Now write that scene! I'll get Yamato and Taichi over here to inspire you.

Sora: Or, you can always just spy on them...

Kaitoumiko: -blush- I caaaaaaaaaaaaan't!!! I'll just write it! –intense look- But tomorrow..I'm sleepy....but I will I promise! -prepares mentally-

Sora: That worked better than I planned.

Miyako: If only she can keep her gusto. Oh! Before I forget, Yamato's underwear will be kept a secret until next time, because I'm evil.

Sora: And she is evil. Review please. It really does make her happy. She can even smile through the worst customers at work when she thinks about your comments.

Kaitoumiko: -BLUSH- ......... -sob- my younger brother just yelled at me saying "You better not be writing those guyxguy stories –points to Digimon paraphernalia- ...you are aren't you!"

Miyako: He knows you so well...