It's a Deal
Chapter 1- "Secret? What Secret?"
Disclaimer- Digimon
and all its characters are not copyright me, but copyright Toei
Animation/Bandai (there probably are others, but I can't remember offhand). I wish
they were, but sadly, not all wishes come true. The only thing that's copyright
me is this fanfic, so no stealing, kiddies.
Author's Notes- *smacks herself for not getting
the 4th part of "Consquences" done yet* I'm in a horrible, horrible
block for that…but I WILL get that done! Anyway. I like how this came
out. ^^ Yes, its sort of AU, because Osamu's alive and stuff…I got my base
inspiration from Athena and her "You know it's Love" story. (Read that! Right
now! Now, I say!…Or at least after reading this. ;) ) I really don't know what
else to say but this includes Osun (Osamu [Sam] x Jun) and
Daiken (Daisuke [Davis] x Ken)….er…just read on! Reviews
are muchly appreciated. *grin*
"You're not listening, are you?"
"Huh?" Daisuke's head shot up
from where he was idly playing with his fingers to the rather annoyed face of
Ichijouji Osamu, one of the infamous Ichijouji brothers as well as his tutor
for algebra. Osamu resisted the urge to bang his head on the table as he saw
Daisuke's utterly clueless expression. How in the world did Ken bribe me
into doing this…? Daisuke's a nice kid and all, but I really, -really-, feel
pity for his teachers now.
The older boy tapped his pencil
on the table and sighed, "I guess not. Daisuke, you're not going to learn anything
if you don't listen! And if you get another fifty-two on a test…"
"…I shouldn't come cryin' to
either you or Ken, I know, I know…" Daisuke frowned and looked upward, leaning
on his chair. Osamu looked straight at him, "Well if you know so well, why
aren't you cooperating? You know this stuff, Daisuke. You aren't stupid!"
Daisuke glanced back at him as
if he stated that the world was flat. "I'm not stupid?" He laughed, causing
Osamu to frown even wider. Why is he laughing? Daisuke stood up,
stretching and gave the bespectacled boy a rueful grin…an almost unsettling
look from the usual cheerful and light way that Daisuke usually grinned. "You
don't have to lie, you know. You're not like…my mom or anything; I can handle
the truth. I know I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed an' all."
"Oh, come on Daisuke…you can't
really mean that!" Osamu's eyes widened a bit; he couldn't believe what he was
hearing! And the most frightening part of it was that Daisuke didn't seem to
care. "Don't you want to be anything when you grow up? I mean, as boring as
algebra is, you'll be glad you learned it when you become older and want to get
a job and everything."
"Ah. Correction. You will
be glad you learned it. You and Ken, and the rest of those really smart people
who get all of this stuff thrown at you. People like me aren't as lucky,
however."
Osamu's brow furrowed. "What do
you mean, "people like me"? We're all humans, isn't that enough?"
At that, the mahogany haired boy
rolled his eyes, suddenly frowning. "You know what I mean! You and Ken…you're
smart, talented and all that stuff. You've already got your lives planned out
for you because you have it all. I don't even see why you bother trying to
tutor me, 'cause I'm not going to be learning anything out of this! I mean…like
this "y – 21 = ½ (x – 3)" stuff? You guys just look at it and know that you
multiply these numbers by 2 and…"
Osamu watched with suppressed
amusement as his brother's best friend began to work out the problem with no
help from him. Now I remember why I agreed to this. That doesn't mean that
Ken's getting off so easily however…the elder Ichijouji commented to
himself as he watched Daisuke whiz by the problem. I wonder if Jun's as
bright as this as well…?
He had only met the elder
Motomiya a few times when he had gone over to their house to pick up Ken, but
even after their first meeting, he knew she held his heart in her hands. They
had become friends quite easily; commenting on those weird stuffed animals both
of their brothers seemed to carry around. Jun was so…sunny, to put it in a
simple term. She was light, she was happy, she was outgoing.
Everything that Osamu lacked
somewhat.
Osamu was rather outgoing
himself, but with that came a bit of stiffness, as he was famous and always seemed
to have to put up a face for the crowd. Jun, on the other hand, didn't have to
do any of that. Which made her so loose Osamu couldn't help but to be attracted
to her. Maybe it was just a crush, but he didn't deny how he felt he needed
to just be near her to be his happiest.
If this were love, then Osamu
was happy to join the bandwagon.
He snapped out of his dreamland
when he heard Daisuke proclaim, "…and then you add this and subtract this to
get '2y – x = -39'! How do you expect me do that?"
Osamu stifled a laugh as he
pointed a finger at the paper. "You just did." The younger boy's eyes widened a
bit as he realized what he just did. "I guess I did…didn't I?" Daisuke grinned,
a grin full of pride, rather than the bitter one he had been holding before. "I
guess I listened a bit more than I thought then."
"That's not the point."
"Whatd'ya mean?"
"Well, if you can do that, you
must be smart than you give yourself credit for." Osamu nodded, his violet eyes
showing the amount of faith he had in Daisuke. "You're not stupid, you're just
not trying hard enough."
Much to Osamu's dismay, Daisuke
stood up, yawning and picking up his school supplies, dropping them into his
less-than-tidy backpack. "Yeah, sure, whatever. Listen, Osamu, I know you want
me to be confident an' all…and I am! I mean, look at me! I'm just not the
smartest guy on this earth, and I really don't plan to be one. If I get another
fifty on a test, oh well, I've been grounded before, I'm used to it. Anyway…"
He bowed, "Thanks for the lesson. I don't think we'll need to do this again,
anyway…
"Okay. Let's make a deal." The
older prodigy didn't bother looking at Daisuke although he quite obviously
addressed him. "Nani?" Daisuke frowned. What is he talking about? At
that, Osamu turned to him, a small smile on his face. "A deal. If I can't raise
your grade up by…say, two letter grades by the next time you get your report
card then I'll anything of your choice."
Daisuke looked at him, an impish
grin suddenly forming on his tanned face. "So…that means that if I ask you to
go to Ken's next game against my team just wearing your boxers you'll do it?"
"Er…" What have I gotten
myself in…? Osamu mentally slapped himself, hesitating on Daisuke's
request. Daisuke, on the other hand, frowned and looked away. "No bet, no
deal."
An aggravated sigh made its way
from his throat. "Fine…"
The younger one suddenly grinned
wildly, "Great! You're really done yourself now, Osam- wait a second…what if I
lose?" His grin suddenly faltered, as he started to wonder what would happen to
him if the latter were to happen. Nothing good, I know…
Osamu smiled mysteriously,
taking off his glasses to look at Daisuke. "Don't worry. I've got that all
planed out…"
—
"Bye Osamu!" Daisuke waved, picking
up his bag to go home, "Thanks for the lesson!" Just as he was walking
out of the Ichijouji household, he was caught head-on by a familiar face.
"Ken!" He called out cheerfully as the younger Ichijouji made his way up the
stairs leading to the main door of his home. Ken smiled at his friend, brushing
some indigo hair out of his piercing violet eyes. Today, Daisuke seemed even
more of his normal blindingly happy self, as the afternoon sunlight reflected
off of his goggles, so carelessly thrown on his wild, unruly mahogany hair. Ken
couldn't help but to smile.
He's so…adorable when he's
happy. He remarked to himself, and then mentally kicked himself
for that comment. Stop drooling…he doesn't have to know how you feel anyway.
Spare him the pain. Yes, it was true. Ken had what one could call a crush
on Daisuke…or perhaps more. He had figured this out a long time ago, but
refused to show any feeling other than friendship towards the vibrant leader of
their team of Digi-Destined. For obvious reasons. Pushing the thought of
Daisuke away from his mind, he focused on what he knew the boy had just come
from.
"I see you're done with my
brother. He wasn't too hard on you, ne?"
Daisuke laughed, putting a hand
on Ken's shoulder. "Naw, he was cool! I guess I better start studying for our
next meeting, huh? I'll see you later, Ken!" He waved the boy off and sped off,
leaving a party confused and partly disturbed Ken at the doorstep of his house.
Daisuke…study? I didn't think Osamu could do it, but he did!
Ken made his way into the house,
only to encounter a less-than-amused older brother sitting in the living room.
Giving a nervous laugh, Ken decided it might be better just to go immediately
to his room, but before he could even move anymore, Osamu had him pinned down
in his position. "Okay, ototo-chan, you're not going anywhere."
"My….Osamu, isn't it a great day
to play some soccer or take a walk? I think I'll do just that! Bye!" He tried
to get away, yet again, but to no avail as Osamu's grip was like iron to his
feeble tries. "Oh come on, nii-chan, Daisuke wasn't that bad! I should know…"
"That's not what I was going to
say. Ken, isn't there something you need to tell me?"
"Wh-what
do you mean…?" Ken was suddenly starting to feel a bit uncomfortable as the question
made its way into his mind. Osamu's stare was getting rather heavy upon him,
not helping the situation.
"You know exactly what I mean, Ken! You and
Daisuke..you should know something."
At that point, Ken's eyes were
as wide as the soccer ball he oh-so-loved to kick. He gulped as he realized
what, by the question his brother had so purposely posed, Osamu knew. I
guess I should tell him…he is my brother, after all…With all that unwanted
pressure being put on him, and that deathly heavy stare his elder brother had
began to put on him, Ken rather recklessly did what he thought his brother
wanted. He told the truth.
"Okay! I guess you know that…I
kind of…have feelings for Daisuke. I'm sorry I kept it from you, but I wasn't
sure how you'd react, that's all. I hope you aren't too angry at me…" Ken bit
his lip, "But I can't help it. That's how I am, and I can't change it!"
Osamu blinked once. Then twice.
"…that was not what I was going to ask you…"
"EH?" A simple remark, one not
usually used by Ken but by the circumstances of this incident was the only
thing he could say. "Y-you're..saying..that I just…" He felt like he
could cry. Now what was Osamu going to do? He glanced at his surprised
brother, fearing the worst.
Instead, he got a pat on the
shoulder, as his brother gave him a small smile. "Your secret's safe with me."
Ken sighed, a sigh of relief and
supreme gratitude towards his older sibling. "Arigatou, nii-chan."
"I don't think you should be thanking
me just yet, though, Ken." Osamu waved a finger. "You didn't tell me what
Daisuke thought of himself…he seems confident enough, but then when it comes to
his studies he doesn't care because he thinks for some reason he's destined to
be stupid. I know I shouldn't be prying into his business...but this could be
serious. He has no faith in being anyone when he grows up! Ken..why didn't you
tell me about this?"
The younger Ichijouji just
smiled gently, looking down a bit. "Well, you see, that's why I wanted you to
tutor him. I thought that maybe you could help with that. And-" He stressed the
last word, "I would have done it myself, but I become rather…distracted when
working with Daisuke." He blushed, sheepishly looking up at Osamu, running a
hand through his hair.
"Ah. I see…well, you did quite a
good job on that, I must admit. Daisuke and I have struck a deal. If I can't
raise his scores two letter grades by the time he gets his report card, he gets
whatever he wants from me."
Ken nodded. "And what if you
don't?"
Osamu chuckled, putting a hand
on Ken's shoulder. "And that's where you come in, brother! You see, you're not
the only one who has a little..."
"Crush." Ken pointed out, as his
brother hesitated to say the word. Osamu nodded, "Yes. Well, you're not the
only one to have one on a Motomiya…"
Ken's eyes widened as he heard
this news from his brother, suddenly laughing. "I suppose then you're talking
about Motomiya Jun then? I never would have thought of the day my dear brother
would have fallen in love…" He trailed off, assuming his position as the
annoying younger brother, smiling at the small tint of red that made its way
onto Osamu's face.
"Hey!"
"Oh, you know I'm just kidding,
nii-chan. It's funny to see you blush!"
"Oh is it? Don't pretend like I
haven't noticed your little rose tint whenever Daisuke makes his way into your
sight!"
Ken blushed even more than his
brother, and quieted. "Okay. You win. Now what do you want me to do…?" Osamu
sighed and dug into his pocket, pulling out a neatly folded note, tied with a
red ribbon. Ken blinked. "And that is…?"
"Okay, ototo-chan. You're going
to be my messenger. I thought it wouldn't be fair to put this on Daisuke's
shoulder, so I decided on giving this to you. So even if I lose the bet, I'll
have a back-up."
"Yes, but you haven't told me
what it is."
"And you don't really need to
know what it is, Ken. Just find a way to give it to Jun, and everything will be
fine, okay?"
Ken glanced at his brother, "And
what if I don't want to do this, what if I want to know what's in this
letter?" If there was one thing Ichijouji Ken hated, it was being left out of a
secret. Especially one of his brother. He knows one of my secrets…it only
makes sense for me to know one of his.
Osamu simply grinned, shaking a
finger. "Then I guess next time I see Daisuke, he'll be in for a rather
interesting surprise, ne?"
"You're very evil." Ken spat
back, pouting at his brother's reasoning.
"I know." Osamu beamed, patting
Ken on the back. "But that's what older brothers are for. So is it a deal?"
Ken sighed. "Deal." The
unfairness of that deal was so blatant he could cry.
Ah yes, but Osamu was correct.
Sigh. Older brothers could be such a bother sometimes….Ken knew that for a
fact.
But then, he wouldn't have it
any other way.