Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. But Christmas is coming up soon...
Author's Note: And so Day 3 begins! And this time it doesn't start with TK. Enter Ken and Davis, finally! We'll have the two boys with TK starting next chapter, and then it's all them until the end of the story pretty much. If my math is correct, the final count for chapters for this story will be 35 chapters, so that should give you an idea of how many chapters is left. But as has been shown in the past, things don't always go as I plan!
Funny story - as of right now, my new story Blurring Boundaries has 9 chapters written, and it has a higher word count the entirety of Coughing & Wheezing. It kind of blows my mind, actually, so hopefully the promise of much longer chapters will excite some of you! Also, last chapter, there was a mention of a Kira and Masato. Those are characters that will actually appear in Blurring Boundaries. Just wanted to throw that disclaimer out before I forgot. I also just want to say that this new story is so much fun to write. I've written scenes between Cody and his grandfather, Hiroaki and Nancy, and Jim (Joe's brother) is going to play a semi-major role down the line. Flashbacks are prevalent throughout the story, allowing me to write TK at 8 yrs old, which was a lot of fun. So, yes, I am excited! And I can only hope that my excitement is contagious.
Enjoy!
Day 3 – Part 1
"Good morning, Minomon," Ken said quietly.
The digimon blinked the sleepiness out of his gaze before he turned to look up at her partner who was laying on his stomach, his arms braced in front of him to keep him semi-propped up. He gave a sleepy smile and moved to snuggle in closer to the Child of Kindness.
"Morning, Ken," Minomon whispered through a slight yawn.
Ken smiled affectionately down at his partner. A foghorn-like sound filled the room, immediately echoed by a similar but smaller sound. Minomon and Ken shared small grins before they both turned to look over the edge of the bed. Davis and DemiVeemon were still blissfully asleep on the sleeping bag below, snoring away happily. The ebony-haired boy gave a small shake of the head in surprise. Sometimes, he couldn't understand how in the world he could sleep through their snoring.
"I thought a digimon was attacking us for a moment," Minomon said, actually sounding half-alarmed.
The soccer player gave a quiet chuckle before he rolled over and gathered the insect digimon into his arms. Carefully, he maneuvered himself down onto the floor before quietly tiptoeing out of the room so as not to disturb his best friend. As soon as he opened the door to his bedroom, the smell of breakfast reached his senses, and he sighed happily. He left the door open a crack, knowing that the smell of food would eventually rouse his friend, before heading the rest of the way into the kitchen.
"Good morning," Ken said quietly as he sat Minomon down on the kitchen table.
"Good morning, Ken's parents!" Minomon chirped happily in his usual grin.
"Oh, Ken!" his mother chirped happily, turning away from the stove to greet her son. "Is Davis still asleep?"
"Out like a light," Ken confirmed with a bit of a smile.
"I think it sounds more like out like a foghorn to me!" Minomon said.
Mr Ichijouji gave a chuckle from behind his newspaper and lowered it so that he could survey his son and his digimon from across the table. "Boys will be boys," he said fondly.
"Would you like some orange juice, sweetie?" Mrs Ichijouji asked toward Ken.
"Yes, please," he answered, his lips twitching at the light teasing.
"What about you, Minomon—? Oh! Good morning, Davis!"
Ken turned around in his seat to see his best friend standing in the doorway. His hair was sticking up in every direction, though this wasn't unusual for the burgundy-haired teen. He was rubbing at his face sleepily, and DemiVeemon seemed to be somewhere between still asleep and not from his nest on top of Davis's head. Ken wasn't convinced that Davis was even aware that he was up there. Davis muttered something unintelligible back to Mrs Ichijouji before he sunk into the closest seat next to Ken and dropped his head to the tabletop.
The Child of Kindness managed to withhold the laugh on the lips. This wasn't unusual. Every time Davis stayed over at the Ichijoujis, he would always be roused earlier than his normal waking time by the smell of breakfast cooking. Eventually he would emerge from the bedroom, part-zombie until he got some food into his stomach.
Two glasses of orange juice were placed in front of them without anymore prompting, accompanied by two juice boxes with straws already placed. Minomon immediately began to drink happily from his box.
"Mmm, fruit punch!"
That seemed to finally wake DemiVeemon the rest of the way as he tumbled off of Davis's head a second later before attacking his own juice box hungrily. Ken watched with a small smile as he took a sip from his glass. Davis seemed to still be completely unaware of what was going on until a few minutes later when Mrs Ichijouji placed two plates of food on the table.
"Here you are, dears," she said sweetly, smiling at them both happily. "Let me know if you want anything else. Okay, Davis?"
She got a muffled reply in response as Davis was already in the process of stuffing his face. The amazing power of food had won out again. Ken laughed and began to eat his breakfast as well at a much slower rate, taking his time.
"Any plans for today, son?" Ken's father asked as he folded the newspaper back up.
"Not really," Ken answered. "Yolei thinks that we should hold off on going to the Digital World until TK is well enough to come with us, and I think it's a good idea."
"How is he, anyway?" Mrs Ichijouji asked as she joined them at the table.
"I'm not sure," he admitted. "Kari sent me an email last night. He apparently has pneumonia, but he should be alright. Though, from Yolei's description, he didn't look too good."
"He's fine," Davis said suddenly between bites. "He wanted to come to school, didn't he? The only thing wrong with TB is that he's insane."
DemiVeemon stopped stealing food of Davis's plate to stare at him with wide eyes. "TK is insane? Since when?"
"Since now, apparently!" Minomon giggled.
"Poor dear," Ken's mother sighed, ignoring the good-natured teasing.
"I was thinking of visiting him today," the ebony-haired boy offered suddenly, watching Davis as he said this.
Davis blinked and turned to look at his friend. "You were?"
"It was just an idea," he said uncertainly, shrugging his shoulders a bit. "I wanted to see how he was doing."
The other boy was quiet for a moment before shrugging. "Alright. I guess since our other plans were cancelled, we might as well get the chance to do something."
Ken smiled, but he still felt the need to add, "You don't have to come if you don't want to. I can make it there and back on my own."
He was immediately waved off. "I want to see how TA is doing too. Gotta make sure he's not just milking this for all it's worth."
DemiVeemon looked up at him innocently. "I don't think we need to worry about that. He's not you, Davish."
Davis glared at him and muttered something that sounded like, "Traitor."
Ken grinned.
