Author's Note: Okay, this is the first Kenyako\Kenlei I've written, so please be nice

Author's Note: Okay, this is the first Kenyako\Kenlei I've written, so please be nice. ^_^ Any comments at the end are accepted, so…go ahead. Any suggestions are more than welcome. Flame me if you are absolutely out of your pitiful mind ^^;; and are bored to the point of a. death or b. extinction. Have a nice day! Enjoy! BTW, the song Ken's listening to is called "Clint Eastwood" by Gorillaz! The other one is his theme, Only One.

Our Little Secret

"Ha! I rock! In your face! You all suck! I am your supreme ruler! Hail me! Okay, ME!!!" Davis rambled on the soccer field, after he had scored a continuous 3 goals on the opposing team, Ken's home team. "WHOA! I rock! I rock-"

"Davis, please, don't tempt the other team." The coach interrupted, thankfully. "Or we're, rather you're in the midst of a good butt-kicking."

"Don't sweat it, coach," Davis replied, still indulging in the other team's defeat. "I'll be perfectly fine in the offence, ready to score another goal on them to win the game!"

"What if I degrade you to defense?"

Davis face faulted. "…you wouldn't…"

"It's tempting." The coach remarked, as the rest of the team giggled, uncontrollably. "Now, everyone get back out there! We have got to win the game!"

"Alright-"

"Davis, on the bench till half time,"

"AH!" Davis shrieked. "Please, coach, don't do this!"

He simply pointed to the bench, and continued on walking.

Davis sighed, and walked over to the bench. "I still rule you guys!" He hollered.

If my team gets the goal, I'm sure to win, Ken thought to himself. But If I kick it in… A slightly evil, yet maniacal smirk came across his face. The praise was what he wanted, and the praise was exactly what he was going to get. One way or another. The referee blew the whistle, and he charged for the ball. Although, without Davis on the opposing team, there were no annoying fireflies around him. When it appeared he was crowded, he sighed, and kicked the ball straight for the goal, knowing he wouldn't be the hero of the game. Although, they give him praise one way or another. Another one of his teammates, stopped the ball, aimed, and shot. It sailed straight through the net, as all the people rose and clapped, applauded, whatever, for the opposing team.

Davis, was obviously very ticked. He jumped up, "It's only cuz I wasn't there to challenge you, Ken! Next time! Next time--"

"Sit down, Davis," The coach hollered from the field.

Ken walked over to the side where his team was, as a bunch of his teammates jumped him from behind and practically hugged him to death. He couldn't help but smile a little…although, what about the guy who actually kicked the winning goal? He stared around the field. "…you guys, where's Shin?"

They all halted, and some began to think, even harder than they had before. Ken spotted "Shin", as being what the guy's name was, at the end of the field, grumbling to himself. He ran over to him, "Shin!"

Shin turned around, "What do you want?"

"I can see you're a little upset, but I just wanted to say congrats." Ken smiled, softly.

"For what? For me scoring so that you could get all the praise?!"

"No, for scoring and being at the right place at the right time." Ken nodded. "I don't like all that praise, you know. I'd like to share it with someone else…maybe you."

Shin muttered, continuously. "…well, I don't know…I…guess so-- fine! Fine, Ichijouji! But this is all your loss! All of it!" He ran off in the direction of the camera crew.

Ken smirked, "…don't I get a thanks?!"

"Thanks!" Shin hollered back.

Ken shook his head, and walked off, back to the change rooms to get his stuff and leave. He wasn't going to stick around for the press to find him. Shin deserved the praise more than he did. More than he ever did.

***

Yolei happened to have been watching the game, and thought it was brilliant!! …Ken, she meant. How he swiftly traveled across the field, and how he kicked the ball to a fellow teammate and how he told the actual hero of the game to go to the press instead of him! There were more ramblings, but she'd rather not go into it. She sniffed, fakely, "Wasn't that divine?"

"Gee, Yolei," TK sighed, reluctantly. "When did you get so into soccer?"

"Since-" Ken started playing. She kept her mouth shut. "…why would you care? What about your basketball life?" She walked past him. "Don't you have a game to go to?"

"Not today, but I'd be thrilled if you went to it tomorrow afternoon," TK giggled, slightly.

"Tomorrow's--" Ken's game! "…another day." She added. "…I'm not sure. Now come on you guys! Brisk, brisk, brisk!…walking, I mean." She blushed, furiously and walked back out of the field.

"I wonder what's gotten into her," Kari sighed. "I'd rather not ask, I know she won't tell me."

"Right," TK sighed. "Too bad Cody couldn't come. He'd probably be the first to ask Yolei what's wrong with her."

"It's not like she has a problem," Kari gasped, pointing over to Ken and Yolei talking. "…it's probably just a minor obsession."

****

"HEY! KE-"

"Davis!" Kari nudged him, hard, in the shoulder. "..he's talking to someone."

"It's best we not interfere." TK added.

"Shut up, TM," Davis scoffed. TK sighed. "KE-"

Kari grasped his mouth, and pulled him out to the side. TK shrugged, and followed them. So it was just Ken and Yolei on a deserted street, with the sun-setting.

Yolei took a deep breath and continued, "…oh, and of course, that was after the tumor surgery. My cousin moved to Alabama in the States to spread her bizarre way of dressing and making pickled cheese to the world. In a few months, we'll be visiting her in Oita. …If, by any chance, she gets…" She began thinking. "…arrested for gun possession, stuck in rehab for drug use, rap-…uh…molesting or any of the above, or even shooting, or disbelief in any culture, and of course-- racism. She's a racist freak, and doesn't believe that all Europeans are worthy of this-- you know," She gushed, changing the subject. "I thought you really played well today."

Ken didn't reply.

"…Ken?" She poked at his head, slightly. "…Ken, are you…alive?"

Ken jerked upright again, and stared around aimlessly. He then asked, sort of loud as if he couldn't hear himself, "…are you done?"

"Excuse?"

Ken took out the earphones in his ears and turned off his discman. "Sorry, I lost you at the part with your dead niece or something."

Yolei turned a crimson red, and swallowed furiously.

"Care to repeat again?" Ken asked.

"No." Yolei muttered, without yelling or raising her voice. She sighed, "…s-so what were you listening to?"

Ken gave her one of the earphones, and pressed PLAY on the discman. Yolei listened carefully, and then soon enough started screaming. "AAAAAAAH!!! TURN IT OFF!! TURN IT OFF!!!" She plucked the earphones out. "What was that?"

Ken took the earphones out, and put the speaker on. The song began playing out loud:
--feeling glad.
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on--

"You weren't listening to that!" Yolei snapped. She pressed a few buttons on the discman. "You were listening to…this!" The song began to blast out of the speakers.
Motto motto motto tooku
Motto motto sora no hate made kake nukete iku Only--

"Ah, that song is scary!" Yolei shuddered. "Don't you ever listen to nice music?"

"…what do you mean?" Ken asked. "…nice music?"

"Something…" Yolei pondered. "…something that has a positive message."

"…like Flower Power?"

"Yeah, flower power!" Yolei giggled.

"…no." Ken shrugged.

"Wow, and here I was thinking you were a kind hearted soul." Yolei scoffed.

Ken smiled a little at the thought, "…you're right. I don't really like this kind of music. I left my other CDs at home."

"Oooh, really." Yolei gasped. "What CDs were they?"

"…Glay."

"Ah," Yolei sweat-dropped. "Never mind…hey Ken, I know this might sound sort of weird, but…c-can I walk you home?"

"You already are, and I never said anything about it." Ken smiled. "…sure, you can."

******

Davis popped out of the bushes, and laughed, "…ooh, they're talking."

"So, you and I talk all the time." TK added in.

"Shut up, TM," He shot back.

Kari smiled, dreamily, "…it's so romantic."

"What is?" Davis asked. "You and me, or Yolei and Ken?"

Kari rolled her eyes, and continued, "Yolei and Ken, silly. …look, they're perfect for each other and they don't even know it yet."

TK looked on as well, "…I guess so."

"No one told you to talk." Davis grumbled.

***

"Thanks again, Yolei, I really appreciate it." Ken smiled once he got to his apartment door.

"No problem," Yolei smiled back. "…now that you brought that up, do you think I can come in-- ya know, to…look at your house?"

"…why? Are you planning on a nightly trip?"

"Nope, nuh ah," Yolei shook her head, quickly. "…well…um…oh please don't make me beg! I'm already awful at explanations!!"

Ken chuckled slightly, "I would let you inside but then my mom would go crazy over me having a girl over, and it's almost dinner, and so she'd want you to stay and-"

"And there's a problem with that?" Yolei asked, feeling slightly offended.

"Not really." Ken replied. "If you want to stay for dinner, sure, you can come in."

"Well, let's see…" Yolei muttered. Say yes! Yes! Yes! Yes, Ken, I will stay over at your house for dinner! And if you won't mind, I'll stay at your house through the night, and till tomorrow too! And- "No, thanks."

"Okay." Ken shrugged. "See you later, then."

"Okay, bye." She waved. After when the door shut, and all was silent, she mentally kicked herself in the head. "Why oh why, did I turn down an opportunity to go to Ken's house?! WHY?!" She felt like crying, but found it the most childish way to handle something as dumb as staying over for dinner, so she just sniffed and walked to the elevator. Outside the apartment, she found Kari, TK, and Davis walking very close to the entrance. She stuttered, taken aback, "…uh…hey guys, what are you doing all the way here in Tamachi?"

"What are you doing all the way here in Tamachi?" Davis shot back.

"What?" Yolei gawked. "I-I-I, uh…"

"Never mind, Davis." Kari giggled. "uh…we called your house and you weren't there, so we figured you'd be here." She lied.

"Why did you just figure that?" Yolei asked, slyly. "Huh? Why? Is it because I was walking with Ken, or was it the fact that I was turning a light shade of red when I was talking to him!!" …did I just say that?

"…red?" TK asked. "Why were you turning red?"

Yolei searched her mind for an answer.

"Yeah, is there something you're not telling us?" Kari asked.

Okay, Yolei. Think of 5 words. Any five words! Start with- "Because."

"Because?" Davis urged her to carry on.

"Because I-" Good, that was 2 words! 3 more…next word. "…n-none of your business!" She snapped. …that was 4, but at least it made sense!

"Okay," Davis shrugged. "It's about time we all started heading home now. Let's go."

***

Ken sighed, smiling slightly, staring out his window. He watched her (and yes this person will be identified that way) walk down the street with the others. Her mauve hair blew in the wind, as she stared down at the ground. She seemed to be thinking, and whatever it was, she seemed to have that topic stuck on her mind. Ken wondered what she could've been thinking about.

Yolei got home that day, and to her room. She collapsed on her bed, trying not to wake the sleeping Poromon. She cried, "AAAAHHH!! Why didn't I stay for dinner?! WHY?!" She stopped complaining, "I owe it to him to at least do something nice for him. But what…?" She scanned her room. The only thing in sight was her computer. "That's it!" She raced over to it. "I'll send Ken a bunch of online presents in a way of saying…uh…so sorry, please forgive me, don't hate me, I'm not as bad as I seem…" She picked a few of the items to send to him, as a brilliant idea popped into her head, "…or…I love you…" She pressed the send button and cackled evilly.

"Can you shut up please?" Her brother popped into her room. "We can hear your big mouth from the kitchen, and it's poisoning the food."

"Ah, shut up!" She snapped, throwing something at the door, causing him to shut it, quickly.

******

The Next Day…

"Ken, dear, there are some big looking men here for you." His mother paraded into his room.

"What?" Ken asked, blankly. He got up and walked out.

"Oh, and they're bringing boxes." Mrs. Ichijouji added.

Ken peered outside as these shipping men brought boxes upon boxes that crowded the hallway. "Who are you guys?"

"We're from Shipping R Me and these are all for a….Ken Ichijouji." One man said.

Ken was hesitant to reply for sometime, "Uh…t-that's me."

"Okay, sign here and all these are yours," He gave Ken the clipboard.

"What if I don't want them all?" Ken asked.

The man paused and sneered, "Son, please don't make us carry all of these 102 boxes back into our 15 trucks outside."

"15 trucks?! 102 boxes?!" Ken gawked.

"Each box full of at least 100 to 1000 items." He added. "Now sign, please."

Ken doubtfully signed the paper and gave the clipboard back to him. "…what's in all of these boxes?"

"Oh boy," The man brought out a list. "…fold-up chairs, teddy bears, pieces of wood made into stairs, decorations, incantations, sacred pens with famous quotations, nice pants, famous rants, stylish clothes and pictures of ants--"

"Who takes pictures of ants?"

"…dunno." The man replied. "Anyhow, there are much more on the way--"

"How many more?!" Ken asked.

"…well, we're expecting about two more trucks full." He answered. "But kid, who cares for you this much that they'd actually send you all this useless junk?"

"Hi Ken!" Yolei ran up to his front door, despite the traffic jam of boxes. "…god, what is happening?"

"Someone sent me-"

"Fold-up chairs, teddy bears, pieces of wood made into stairs, decorations, incantations, sacred pens with famous quotations, nice pants, famous rants, stylish clothes and pictures of ants--" The man interrupted.

"…who takes pictures of ants?"

"I don't know!!" The man fumed. "So stop asking me!" He then marched to the elevator.

"Hmm, I thought I only sent you the decorations," Yolei muttered.

"YOU sent me all of this crap?!" Ken gasped. "Where the hell do you expect me to put it?!"

"Calm down, Ken," Yolei giggled. He looked cute when he's ticked. "Umm, anywayz, I'll help you get rid of them."

"How?"

"By selling it." Yolei said.

"It's against the law to sell merchandise someone has already claimed."

"Well, why do they do that stuff in yard sales?" Yolei asked. "Come on, just throw them down the garbage chute or in the recycling, and they'll be disposed of in no time! Help me lift this."

Ken sighed, "This is stupid. We could be making a profit off of these." He picked up one of the boxes and dumped it and everything in it down the garbage chute.

"Hey, at least it's disposal." Yolei replied. "And I never heard you thinking of any really good ideas, Mr. Genius!" Great, I did it again. Why can't I ever keep my mouth shut?! "…sorry, about that."

"What? I didn't even hear you."

Yolei grumbled, "Ah, never mind!"

****

After awhile, most of the boxes were gone. All except one or two. Ken and Yolei lay on the ground in the middle of the hall, exhausted.

"Ken!" Mrs. Ichijouji walked outside. "Oh, I see you and your friend are tired after clearing the hall way. It's almost dinner, would you like to stay?"

"…who? Me?!" Yolei gasped. "…I…I…uh…" Say yes! Yes, yes, YES! "Yeah, sure." YES!!!!! She got up and dusted herself off, and walked inside. "Ken, are you coming or not?"

"…sure, just pull me inside, please." Ken muttered. "I think I lost all of my energy."

Yolei sighed, and took hold of his hand. "Okay." She began pulling him inside.

***

During dinner, none of them said a word. Except Yolei. The Ichijouji's seemed to enjoy eating their dinner in absolute silence, until Yolei arrived. All she ever did was talk. Mrs. Ichijouji brought up the subjects of girlfriends a few times, and Mr. Ichijouji kept asking "How was your game, son?" and Ken only replied, "I had no game recently." All in all, the conversation was…flat.

"…oh, and of course this was during the earthquake." Yolei continued.

"My, my, you really…have a lot to say." Mrs. Ichijouji smiled. "…more rice?"

"Sure." Yolei replied. She turned to Ken, "You really haven't said anything lately."

Ken didn't reply, instead he stared straight down at his plate.

"…please, let's not go through with this." Yolei whispered. She poked at his head again, this time running her hand through his silky soft strands of hair.

"…what are you doing to my head?" Ken asked, blankly.

Yolei quickly removed her hand, and cleared her throat. "…uh…n-nothing. I thought you were listening to your discman again."

"Oh." Ken replied. "…okay."

"So what were you staring at?" Yolei asked.

"If you really must know, it's the plate."

Yolei was startled, somewhat. Who would stare at a plate for amusement? She cleared her throat, letting out a few chuckles a few times.

Ken glanced at her, "…never mind. I knew you probably weren't mature enough to face that fact that people like me think about really weird things like…plates."

"Mature enough?" Yolei choked. "…I-I can be mature. Just watch. I'll shut up for the rest of the evening, in return for something." She smiled.

"Like what?" Ken asked.

"…if you kiss me, that would be more than enough payment." Yolei nodded, blushing.

Ken looked at her, "…why would you want me to kiss you?"

Yolei, once again, had no answer. AAAH! Why does he keep asking me things like that?! Can't he just be like other guys and say "Uh huh, sure, fine!" This is killing me! "…well, it's either that or you could laugh for me."

"Fine, I'll kiss you." He replied, quickly and nervously.

"Why don't you like laughing? I'd like to hear you laugh." She smiled.

"…no you wouldn't." Ken said. "Now shut up, or I'm not kissing you at the end of the night."

Yolei scoffed, "Okay, fine. Be that way."

"…well…you're awfully quiet, Yolei." Mrs. Ichijouji smiled. "Care to tell us another story?"

Yolei looked up, then glanced at Ken, who glanced at her. "…no." They both went back to eating their food in silence.

"…well, if I'm not mistaken, I think you'd be turning into another Ken." Mr. Ichijouji laughed. "…you know, we just love our son-"

"Dad," Ken looked at him, and shook his head, slightly.

"…oh, right," Mr. Ichijouji resumed silence. "…so Ken, how was your game?"

"Awful, seeing as though it was non-existent." He replied.

"…wonderful, son! Did you score another goal?"

Ken just stared at him for a while, then resumed looking back down.

"…more rice?" Mrs. Ichijouji offered Yolei.

Yolei shook her head and kept eating.

*****

After dinner was over, Yolei was getting ready to leave, and tried to get her mind off of kissing Ken. She felt nervous and very shaky, but, a bet was a bet and she did everything in her power to shut up that night. And for her, it wasn't easy. She deserved whatever she deserved.

"Well, it's been nice and all, but I have to go." Yolei replied, bowing in respect, like how Ken always did.

"…I-I'll go see her off." Ken said, following her outside and downstairs.

They both kept walking until they were all alone, and the last car passed by. Yolei smiled at him, "So, when do I get my kiss?"

"…is that all you can think of?" Ken asked, smiling slightly.

"Obviously!" Yolei snapped. "So hurry up and kiss me, it's getting cold!"

Ken sighed, then moved closer to her and slowly pressed his lips against hers, as Yolei brought up her hands to wrap around him. The kiss lasted for about a minute, seeing as though Yolei's cell started beeping.

"…you have a cell phone?" Ken asked.

"It's my brother's…he gave it to me for…emergencies." She gasped when she read it. "…Yolei, your friend told us you were at Ken's, so your brother is coming to pick you up. See you later." She turned around, and her brother was waiting in the car, sleeping with his head back. She giggled, "…okay. Well…uh, thanks Ken for…uh, kissing me."

"…sure, no problem." Ken muttered.

"…hey, maybe next time you could laugh for me."

"Let's not go that far." Ken smirked. "You got your kiss, now go. I'll see you later."

Yolei smiled, "…okay. Bye Ken." She walked over to her brother's car, and sat in. She slapped him on the head, "…wake up! We're leaving now."

"Huh? Oh…ah…" Her brother revved up the car and smirked, "…so…who was that guy you were kissing?"

Yolei's face went blank.

******

End of part 1! Please review and tell me if you liked it! I'll try to come out with part 2 soon, k? ^_^