Part II - minor note: The authoress is indeed Canadian herself and a woman, obviously ;) So please take no offense if you are either - it's only Davis after all. Oh, and if you like the progress of the story, feel free to continue reviewing :) Or if you want, make comments, suggestions for this fic, another or anything else you'd maybe like to see me write? Thanks :)
There was a knock at the door of Daisuke and Quexln's room. Quexln stared at the spaced out Daisuke and decided to answer the door. "Hello!" She smiled.BR
"Konnichiwa!" A feminine voice came. Daisuke shot right up into sitting position, rubbing his eyes.
A fuzzy figure in the shape of Hikari stood in the doorway.
"H-Hikari?" Daisuke said dillusional, running over and glomping her. "Oh my gosh. I have so much to tell you.. it's been horrible." He started rambling.
"Uhm..." Said the figure.
"Huh?" Daisuke looked up to see it was a simulacrum of Hikari but with dark purple hair, a bit deeper voice yet still feminine voice and pretty blue eyes.
"Hi!" The figure grinned as Daisuke flew back onto the ground blushed.
"Hehe sorry sorry, thought you were someone else.." Daisuke shook his hands infront of him.
"It's okay. It's understandable. You're far from home, you're Japanese right? It's my first year too!" She smiled. "My name is Takaheshi Yuu." She greeted him. "But I guess since this is Canada, I should say Yuu Takaheshi."
Daisuke nodded.
She smiled as Quexln glomped her.
"Yuu-san, you actually went here?" She giggled.
"You two know each other?" Daisuke asked.
"Yep.. I've been here for five years previous to my university education." She confessed sheepishly.
Daisuke's eyes spun. "I'm the only one so far who for being in this country, is actually the first year..." He sighed.
Quexln babbled on about stuff, ignoring Daisuke as Yuu looked concerned for the poor boy, yet nodded to Q-chan.
Daisuke snapped his fingers and grabbed his keys. "Laundry card! That's what I forgot!" he laughed nervously and ran out of the room, DESPERATE to escape the huddle of females for once in his life. He ran in a hurry towards the stairwell, and so used to those pushy doors, he ran right into it, making a loud clang. "Itai.." He murmured, turned the handle, pushed the door and continued down the stairs in a blur of blue.
"Baka baka baka baka baka baka!" He chanted while running down the stairs. "How could she do something so STUPID?" He asked himself in Japanese, gaining many funny looks as he reached the lobby area, tearing down and out towards Vanier college halls.
"Why didn't I pick this up before?" He sighed a bit annoyed, walking down the halls. "She's so stupid. Stupid girl. Can't escape her." He grumbled in Japanese as he went, thankfully the halls were near empty at this time of year.
After what seemed like a long trek to an annoyed Daisuke, he sighed, and marched huffily into the small office area, past some students in line.
Daisuke immediately headed to the laundry card dispenser and put in his money, only to have the machine reject it and beep at him. "What do you mean I'm not putting it in right?" He yelled hotly at the machine gaining many more funny stares. "Listen. This is ten dollars. You will take it. You will give me a laundry card." Daisuke started talking calmly in English to the machine and reinserted the purple ten dollar bill. It beeped and spit it back at him again. He got a few bulging X's on his forehead. "Stop it." He said, re-entering the bill, only to have it spit out again. This went on for a bit until Daisuke lost his patience, and started to wrestle with the laundry card dispencer. "You. Will. Give. Me. A. Card." He told the machine while wrestling it. He paused a minutes to take a breather.
Daisuke sighed as some students left, turning back to the machine just in time for the bill to go in and a card to fly into Daisuke's forehead. He glared at the machine. "Domo arigatou" He told the machine coldly and stood up to head outside.
Suddenly some man behind the counter who had seen the who Daisuke/card incident jumped up and while dancing started to yell "Oh I know that song! Domo arigatou, Mr Roboto... Domo arigatou, Mr Roboto" Daisuke sweatdropped at the man, a bit wide-eyed and ran out of the office. He ran down the hall a bit and when he had rounded the corner, he slowed to walking and sighed. "Canadians are WEIRD" He shook his head, jamming his card into his jean and sighing again.
Daisuke managed to make it back to his room safely, and in good time as well. Fortunately for him, he took the elevator and missed Quexln running down the stairs with Yuu in tow. "We gotta get our laundry cards!!" Quexln shouted hyperly, flying down the stairs as Yuu barely had a chance to set foot on the landings the occured every 5 steps, before she was pulled down further.
"Couldn't we move a bit slower?" She asked, almost falling.
"No! We have to get the GOOD cards." She told her as Yuu sweatdropped, knowing all the cards look identical, grey and plastic with a small metallic chip in them.
A ball of pastel colours followed by a dark purple blur shot out of the residence building, down the halls and into the administrative office.
Quexln whipped out her purple ten dollar bill and inserted it, and of course the machine disagreed with her immediately.
Yuu smiled and took the bill before Quexln went to destroy the machine, and inserted it for her. The machine beeped, a green light flickered and a laundry card dropped down. Quexln grinned big and glomped Yuu. "You're so cool!" She laughed, grabbing the card as Yuu inserted her own money and did the same.
Soon again, they were off to the races again.
Daisuke sighed and started unpacking. "I know I
have the crest of courage, but is this some sort of a sick joke?" He asked noone in particular just when his duffel bag began to bounce. Daisuke jumped for a second, then as realization hit him, he remembered packing Veemon away. "Veemon!" He shouted suddenly, glad Quexln was not in the room this time, and unzipped the bag. Out popped the small blue digimon, panting heavily.
"Daisuke-kun, you need bigger luggage, and how about some deoderizers for those soccer cleats you so kindly shoved me in with?" Veemon slightly glared at Daisuke.
"Aww, Veemon, don't be mad. I didn't have any other room." He compromised. Veemon's semi-frown didn't budge. "How about as an apology I give you my lunch?" Daisuke offered.
"Lunch?" Veemon's ears perked up.
"Yeah, sushi, green tea and egg rolls." D-kun nodded.
"Mmmh. Pass it over." Veemon smiled, licking his lips, crawling up onto the heavily stained, unsheeted mattress of the residence rooms. "So who's your roommate?" Veemon asked as he caught the thermus and tupperware, a bit knowledgable of the whole event because Daisuke had explained it earlier before he left, about fifteen times.
"This really scary, weird girl I met on the plane." He told his digital friend as he proceeded to unpack stuff.
"Girl, eh?" Veemon grinned, rice already stuck to his face.
"No man, it's not like that. She's a real dope, couldn't even fill the form out right. It's not supposed to be male and female." He reminded Veemon.
"Oh." Veemon nodded, devouring the last of the food and starting on the tea.
"I wish I didn't have to live with her." Daisuke sighed as Quexln chattered to Yuu up the stairs.BR
"Infact I wish I never met her." Daisuke admitted as Quexln walked in the door.
"Met who?" She asked, Yuu standing a bit behind her.
Daisuke stood dumbfounded, bright blue with red and yellow flamed boxers in hand, staring at Quexln. Not knowing what to say, he started to stammer, and looked to Veemon.
Quexln followed his gaze and gasped.
"Ohh!! It's so cute!!" Quexln squealed, sparkles forming in her eyes as she pickedup the rigid blue plush toy. "Daisuke, is it customary to greet friends in Japan with your underwear?" Quexln asked him, cocking her head to the side, staring at Daisuke's flame patterned boxers. Daisuke paled and stood rigid. Yuu smiled calmly in the doorway.
"N-no... I.. uh.. er.." Daisuke turned really red, two shades away from maroon, and quickly put his boxers behind his back, swiftly dropping them onto a chair behind him. "Don't touch him!" He suddenly shouted, snapping back into reality.
Quexln blinked a bit confused and almost dropped poor Veemon in all the confusion, who in attempts to pull off as a stuffed toy, stayed fairly rigid for most parts.
"Give him back!" Daisuke yelled, grabbing for him.
"Aww... SpikeyHead wants his wittle stuffed animal" Quexln said cutely, dodging Daisuke's grasp.
"It's not a game, give him." Daisuke demanded, and proceeded to chase her all over the room.
Poor Yuu began to sweatdrop. "Uhm, perhaps you should return his item, Quexln." She suggested.
"Aww.. that's no fun though!" Quexln laughed, jumping from one desk to the other, as Veemon began to
get nervous of being dropped.
Daisuke fumed. "This isn't funny! Give. Him. Back. NOW!!" He shouted colliding into her.
Yuu cringed, the two fell backwards and Veemon went spiraling head first for the ground.
Thump. "Oww.." Three voices cried.
Yuu blinked. "It talks?" She asked noone in particular.
Daisuke sweatdropped and panicked. "No..., uh no..., that was just me..., I tend to do double voices..., see...," He stammered, and tried once again to do double voices, but only succeeded in saying "ow" at two different times.
Yuu shook her head. "It is alive." She told them, scooping the blue digimon up into her hands and closing the door behind her. "And it's hurt, aren't you?" She smiled wiping away a tear from Veemon's eye as it nodded.
"Uhh, it's not what you think." Daisuke stammered trying to think of an explanation. "It's my younger sister's doll, she gave it to me to look after..., it has artiftical intelligence...."
"Just like you, huh?" Quexln interrupted him.
"What?" Daisuke looked confused for a moment as his train of thought was interrupted.
"Artifical intelligence..., your brain, it's not real. You had a labotomy didn't you?" She teased.BR
"I do not!" Daisuke retorted.
"Oh yeah, I forgot, artifical intelligence is way too smart to be you." Quexln rolled her eyes.
"HEY!" Daisuke shouted, face turning red.
"Daisuke, please calm down. I'm alright. It's
okay, right?" Veemon suddenly spoke as Quexln looked dumbfounded at the small blue thing.
Daisuke's only reply was "...."
"It's alright, she didn't mean to hurt me. They're not harmful right now either.." Veemon explained.
"Veemon you don't know that. We've known them less than a day. They could be some evil force or something." Daisuke explained without consideration to the feelings of the current company, as usual.
"Daisuke.." Veemon pouted.
Daisuke sighed, why did he have to give him those puppy dog eyes? Why? Why did he always fall for it...BAM. "Ow, what was that for?" He suddenly shouted.
"I didn't like the look you had on your face. It was scaring me. You looked constipated and confused all in one." Quexln explained. Both Veemon and Yuu sweatdropped as Daisuke proceeded to have a hissy fit as another important student was having a more calming afternoon.
Jun sighed, enjoying the cool air blasting in from the basement ceiling. Another week off before he had to attend classes because of the freshman whatcha-ma-callit.... He smiled slightly to himself, he sure was glad he wasn't a newbie again. Things came with age, reduction of acne, wisdom, talent and the escape of being called a freshman.
Jun smiled and absent-mindedly brushed his navy blue strands from his face and sighed. "I should call Yuu...." He said looking at the alarm clock fuzzily. "He's probably around playing "Help the Freshmen" again" He smirked and shut his eyes. "I guess I'll sleep for a while longer and call him when I get up." He sighed and rolled over in his crisp clean white sheets and smiled.
"You are the most fuzziest of all roommates!"
Daisuke informed Quexln as she returned a funny look.
"Fuzziest?" She repeated, a bit more confused.
"Fuzziest." Daisuke confirmed, nodding his head.
"Are you insulting my hair style? Because if you
are, you're one to talk, SpikeyHead!!" She asked him narrowing her eyes on him.
"Hairstyle? I said you were fuzzy, not furry." He rolled his eyes, thinking he made complete sense.
"I think you have the wrong word, Daisuke. Fuzzy is a texture, fuzzy as a bunny.." Yuu exlpained, tending to Veemon's bump.
Daisuke's face turned red in embarrassment. "Well you're that too." He snorted, crossing his arms and turning his back on Quexln. Boof.
Quexln kicked him square in the seat of the pants. "Don't make me shove you out the window before the year is over." She threatened.
"Would you stop doing that!" Daisuke screamed. "And I'd like to see you try. You're just a girl." He snorted again.
"Just a girl, huh?" Quexln lunged at him.
Thankfully, Yuu had tending to Veemon's bump and stepped between the too.
"Perhaps we should get some lunch or something before you two kill each other?" She suggested with a smile.
Quexln huffed, Daisuke puffed, Veemon nodded. "Lunch sounds good!"
Daisuke looked exasperated. "But you just ate!"
"So?" Veemon smiled.
"All stomach and no brains, just like you Daisuke.
Like father, like son." Quexln laughed, leaning on Daisuke.
Daisuke fumed more. "Are you saying I am blue like him?" He demanded, totally ignoring the no brains comment, proving Quexln's point.
"Noo, not at all.." She said sarcastically while laughing.
Veemon frowned. "You mean you wouldn't want to look like me?" He sniffled.
Daisuke sweatdropped. "It's not that I wouldn't..., but it's just not natural for a human to.. be.. uh, well blue." He confessed as Veemon stopped sniffling, Quexln proceeded to laugh more.
"Would you shut up!" Daisuke snapped at her.
Yuu sweatdropped. It was going to be a long school year.
"So do you want to come to lunch?" Quexln asked Daisuke.
"Sure" He nodded, after everything had settled down.
"Good, because you're paying." She jumped up and ran out, sticking out her tongue at him.
Yuu placed Veemon on the bed, sweatdropping, left the room. "I'm going to continue unpacking, you two can go though." She told them.
"HEY! How come? Wait, don't leave me alone with her." Daisuke shouted.
"And dessert." Quexln added.
"I'm not paying for you." Daisuke told her.
"Sure you are, after the comment you made before I entered, and just now. I mean, if you value what kind of underwear you wear a secret, you'll pay for me. But then again, I'm sure the entire floor would _love_ to hear you own flame trimmed blue boxers, silk at that." She grinned.
Daisuke sighed and locked the door. "Alright, where to?" He asked, knowing he had lost the battle, but hopefully he still had a chance with the war. He had the badge of courage, sure, he could courageously fight her, but did he have the hope to win? Hm, maybe he should call his friends when he got back? No. Not after that incident. No way. He'd just have to grit his teeth and bare it.
"Daisuke, are you alright? You look like you haven't have a dose of Metamucil in years, and are in dire need of some," she laughed.
Daisuke snorted. "Takes one to know one."
"Did you just call me constipated."
"The apple never falls far from the tree."
"I'm not related to you!" Quexln crinkled her nose
in disgust.
"And don't count the digi-egg before you hatch 'em!" Davis started randomly quoting quotes.
"Digi-eggs?" Quexln asked, while heading down the stairs.
"Listen, if we have to be roommates, you should atleast know what Veemon is, but you have to pay for lunch." Daisuke followed.
"No way, you're not weaseling out of it. You'll tell me and pay for my food." She stuck out her tongue.
"Aw, c'mon! Give a poor foreign guy a break." He whined.
"No." Quexln grinned and raced down the rest of the way. Daisuke rolled his eyes. "Women" and followed.
There was a knock at the door of Daisuke and Quexln's room. Quexln stared at the spaced out Daisuke and decided to answer the door. "Hello!" She smiled.BR
"Konnichiwa!" A feminine voice came. Daisuke shot right up into sitting position, rubbing his eyes.
A fuzzy figure in the shape of Hikari stood in the doorway.
"H-Hikari?" Daisuke said dillusional, running over and glomping her. "Oh my gosh. I have so much to tell you.. it's been horrible." He started rambling.
"Uhm..." Said the figure.
"Huh?" Daisuke looked up to see it was a simulacrum of Hikari but with dark purple hair, a bit deeper voice yet still feminine voice and pretty blue eyes.
"Hi!" The figure grinned as Daisuke flew back onto the ground blushed.
"Hehe sorry sorry, thought you were someone else.." Daisuke shook his hands infront of him.
"It's okay. It's understandable. You're far from home, you're Japanese right? It's my first year too!" She smiled. "My name is Takaheshi Yuu." She greeted him. "But I guess since this is Canada, I should say Yuu Takaheshi."
Daisuke nodded.
She smiled as Quexln glomped her.
"Yuu-san, you actually went here?" She giggled.
"You two know each other?" Daisuke asked.
"Yep.. I've been here for five years previous to my university education." She confessed sheepishly.
Daisuke's eyes spun. "I'm the only one so far who for being in this country, is actually the first year..." He sighed.
Quexln babbled on about stuff, ignoring Daisuke as Yuu looked concerned for the poor boy, yet nodded to Q-chan.
Daisuke snapped his fingers and grabbed his keys. "Laundry card! That's what I forgot!" he laughed nervously and ran out of the room, DESPERATE to escape the huddle of females for once in his life. He ran in a hurry towards the stairwell, and so used to those pushy doors, he ran right into it, making a loud clang. "Itai.." He murmured, turned the handle, pushed the door and continued down the stairs in a blur of blue.
"Baka baka baka baka baka baka!" He chanted while running down the stairs. "How could she do something so STUPID?" He asked himself in Japanese, gaining many funny looks as he reached the lobby area, tearing down and out towards Vanier college halls.
"Why didn't I pick this up before?" He sighed a bit annoyed, walking down the halls. "She's so stupid. Stupid girl. Can't escape her." He grumbled in Japanese as he went, thankfully the halls were near empty at this time of year.
After what seemed like a long trek to an annoyed Daisuke, he sighed, and marched huffily into the small office area, past some students in line.
Daisuke immediately headed to the laundry card dispenser and put in his money, only to have the machine reject it and beep at him. "What do you mean I'm not putting it in right?" He yelled hotly at the machine gaining many more funny stares. "Listen. This is ten dollars. You will take it. You will give me a laundry card." Daisuke started talking calmly in English to the machine and reinserted the purple ten dollar bill. It beeped and spit it back at him again. He got a few bulging X's on his forehead. "Stop it." He said, re-entering the bill, only to have it spit out again. This went on for a bit until Daisuke lost his patience, and started to wrestle with the laundry card dispencer. "You. Will. Give. Me. A. Card." He told the machine while wrestling it. He paused a minutes to take a breather.
Daisuke sighed as some students left, turning back to the machine just in time for the bill to go in and a card to fly into Daisuke's forehead. He glared at the machine. "Domo arigatou" He told the machine coldly and stood up to head outside.
Suddenly some man behind the counter who had seen the who Daisuke/card incident jumped up and while dancing started to yell "Oh I know that song! Domo arigatou, Mr Roboto... Domo arigatou, Mr Roboto" Daisuke sweatdropped at the man, a bit wide-eyed and ran out of the office. He ran down the hall a bit and when he had rounded the corner, he slowed to walking and sighed. "Canadians are WEIRD" He shook his head, jamming his card into his jean and sighing again.
Daisuke managed to make it back to his room safely, and in good time as well. Fortunately for him, he took the elevator and missed Quexln running down the stairs with Yuu in tow. "We gotta get our laundry cards!!" Quexln shouted hyperly, flying down the stairs as Yuu barely had a chance to set foot on the landings the occured every 5 steps, before she was pulled down further.
"Couldn't we move a bit slower?" She asked, almost falling.
"No! We have to get the GOOD cards." She told her as Yuu sweatdropped, knowing all the cards look identical, grey and plastic with a small metallic chip in them.
A ball of pastel colours followed by a dark purple blur shot out of the residence building, down the halls and into the administrative office.
Quexln whipped out her purple ten dollar bill and inserted it, and of course the machine disagreed with her immediately.
Yuu smiled and took the bill before Quexln went to destroy the machine, and inserted it for her. The machine beeped, a green light flickered and a laundry card dropped down. Quexln grinned big and glomped Yuu. "You're so cool!" She laughed, grabbing the card as Yuu inserted her own money and did the same.
Soon again, they were off to the races again.
Daisuke sighed and started unpacking. "I know I
have the crest of courage, but is this some sort of a sick joke?" He asked noone in particular just when his duffel bag began to bounce. Daisuke jumped for a second, then as realization hit him, he remembered packing Veemon away. "Veemon!" He shouted suddenly, glad Quexln was not in the room this time, and unzipped the bag. Out popped the small blue digimon, panting heavily.
"Daisuke-kun, you need bigger luggage, and how about some deoderizers for those soccer cleats you so kindly shoved me in with?" Veemon slightly glared at Daisuke.
"Aww, Veemon, don't be mad. I didn't have any other room." He compromised. Veemon's semi-frown didn't budge. "How about as an apology I give you my lunch?" Daisuke offered.
"Lunch?" Veemon's ears perked up.
"Yeah, sushi, green tea and egg rolls." D-kun nodded.
"Mmmh. Pass it over." Veemon smiled, licking his lips, crawling up onto the heavily stained, unsheeted mattress of the residence rooms. "So who's your roommate?" Veemon asked as he caught the thermus and tupperware, a bit knowledgable of the whole event because Daisuke had explained it earlier before he left, about fifteen times.
"This really scary, weird girl I met on the plane." He told his digital friend as he proceeded to unpack stuff.
"Girl, eh?" Veemon grinned, rice already stuck to his face.
"No man, it's not like that. She's a real dope, couldn't even fill the form out right. It's not supposed to be male and female." He reminded Veemon.
"Oh." Veemon nodded, devouring the last of the food and starting on the tea.
"I wish I didn't have to live with her." Daisuke sighed as Quexln chattered to Yuu up the stairs.BR
"Infact I wish I never met her." Daisuke admitted as Quexln walked in the door.
"Met who?" She asked, Yuu standing a bit behind her.
Daisuke stood dumbfounded, bright blue with red and yellow flamed boxers in hand, staring at Quexln. Not knowing what to say, he started to stammer, and looked to Veemon.
Quexln followed his gaze and gasped.
"Ohh!! It's so cute!!" Quexln squealed, sparkles forming in her eyes as she pickedup the rigid blue plush toy. "Daisuke, is it customary to greet friends in Japan with your underwear?" Quexln asked him, cocking her head to the side, staring at Daisuke's flame patterned boxers. Daisuke paled and stood rigid. Yuu smiled calmly in the doorway.
"N-no... I.. uh.. er.." Daisuke turned really red, two shades away from maroon, and quickly put his boxers behind his back, swiftly dropping them onto a chair behind him. "Don't touch him!" He suddenly shouted, snapping back into reality.
Quexln blinked a bit confused and almost dropped poor Veemon in all the confusion, who in attempts to pull off as a stuffed toy, stayed fairly rigid for most parts.
"Give him back!" Daisuke yelled, grabbing for him.
"Aww... SpikeyHead wants his wittle stuffed animal" Quexln said cutely, dodging Daisuke's grasp.
"It's not a game, give him." Daisuke demanded, and proceeded to chase her all over the room.
Poor Yuu began to sweatdrop. "Uhm, perhaps you should return his item, Quexln." She suggested.
"Aww.. that's no fun though!" Quexln laughed, jumping from one desk to the other, as Veemon began to
get nervous of being dropped.
Daisuke fumed. "This isn't funny! Give. Him. Back. NOW!!" He shouted colliding into her.
Yuu cringed, the two fell backwards and Veemon went spiraling head first for the ground.
Thump. "Oww.." Three voices cried.
Yuu blinked. "It talks?" She asked noone in particular.
Daisuke sweatdropped and panicked. "No..., uh no..., that was just me..., I tend to do double voices..., see...," He stammered, and tried once again to do double voices, but only succeeded in saying "ow" at two different times.
Yuu shook her head. "It is alive." She told them, scooping the blue digimon up into her hands and closing the door behind her. "And it's hurt, aren't you?" She smiled wiping away a tear from Veemon's eye as it nodded.
"Uhh, it's not what you think." Daisuke stammered trying to think of an explanation. "It's my younger sister's doll, she gave it to me to look after..., it has artiftical intelligence...."
"Just like you, huh?" Quexln interrupted him.
"What?" Daisuke looked confused for a moment as his train of thought was interrupted.
"Artifical intelligence..., your brain, it's not real. You had a labotomy didn't you?" She teased.BR
"I do not!" Daisuke retorted.
"Oh yeah, I forgot, artifical intelligence is way too smart to be you." Quexln rolled her eyes.
"HEY!" Daisuke shouted, face turning red.
"Daisuke, please calm down. I'm alright. It's
okay, right?" Veemon suddenly spoke as Quexln looked dumbfounded at the small blue thing.
Daisuke's only reply was "...."
"It's alright, she didn't mean to hurt me. They're not harmful right now either.." Veemon explained.
"Veemon you don't know that. We've known them less than a day. They could be some evil force or something." Daisuke explained without consideration to the feelings of the current company, as usual.
"Daisuke.." Veemon pouted.
Daisuke sighed, why did he have to give him those puppy dog eyes? Why? Why did he always fall for it...BAM. "Ow, what was that for?" He suddenly shouted.
"I didn't like the look you had on your face. It was scaring me. You looked constipated and confused all in one." Quexln explained. Both Veemon and Yuu sweatdropped as Daisuke proceeded to have a hissy fit as another important student was having a more calming afternoon.
Jun sighed, enjoying the cool air blasting in from the basement ceiling. Another week off before he had to attend classes because of the freshman whatcha-ma-callit.... He smiled slightly to himself, he sure was glad he wasn't a newbie again. Things came with age, reduction of acne, wisdom, talent and the escape of being called a freshman.
Jun smiled and absent-mindedly brushed his navy blue strands from his face and sighed. "I should call Yuu...." He said looking at the alarm clock fuzzily. "He's probably around playing "Help the Freshmen" again" He smirked and shut his eyes. "I guess I'll sleep for a while longer and call him when I get up." He sighed and rolled over in his crisp clean white sheets and smiled.
"You are the most fuzziest of all roommates!"
Daisuke informed Quexln as she returned a funny look.
"Fuzziest?" She repeated, a bit more confused.
"Fuzziest." Daisuke confirmed, nodding his head.
"Are you insulting my hair style? Because if you
are, you're one to talk, SpikeyHead!!" She asked him narrowing her eyes on him.
"Hairstyle? I said you were fuzzy, not furry." He rolled his eyes, thinking he made complete sense.
"I think you have the wrong word, Daisuke. Fuzzy is a texture, fuzzy as a bunny.." Yuu exlpained, tending to Veemon's bump.
Daisuke's face turned red in embarrassment. "Well you're that too." He snorted, crossing his arms and turning his back on Quexln. Boof.
Quexln kicked him square in the seat of the pants. "Don't make me shove you out the window before the year is over." She threatened.
"Would you stop doing that!" Daisuke screamed. "And I'd like to see you try. You're just a girl." He snorted again.
"Just a girl, huh?" Quexln lunged at him.
Thankfully, Yuu had tending to Veemon's bump and stepped between the too.
"Perhaps we should get some lunch or something before you two kill each other?" She suggested with a smile.
Quexln huffed, Daisuke puffed, Veemon nodded. "Lunch sounds good!"
Daisuke looked exasperated. "But you just ate!"
"So?" Veemon smiled.
"All stomach and no brains, just like you Daisuke.
Like father, like son." Quexln laughed, leaning on Daisuke.
Daisuke fumed more. "Are you saying I am blue like him?" He demanded, totally ignoring the no brains comment, proving Quexln's point.
"Noo, not at all.." She said sarcastically while laughing.
Veemon frowned. "You mean you wouldn't want to look like me?" He sniffled.
Daisuke sweatdropped. "It's not that I wouldn't..., but it's just not natural for a human to.. be.. uh, well blue." He confessed as Veemon stopped sniffling, Quexln proceeded to laugh more.
"Would you shut up!" Daisuke snapped at her.
Yuu sweatdropped. It was going to be a long school year.
"So do you want to come to lunch?" Quexln asked Daisuke.
"Sure" He nodded, after everything had settled down.
"Good, because you're paying." She jumped up and ran out, sticking out her tongue at him.
Yuu placed Veemon on the bed, sweatdropping, left the room. "I'm going to continue unpacking, you two can go though." She told them.
"HEY! How come? Wait, don't leave me alone with her." Daisuke shouted.
"And dessert." Quexln added.
"I'm not paying for you." Daisuke told her.
"Sure you are, after the comment you made before I entered, and just now. I mean, if you value what kind of underwear you wear a secret, you'll pay for me. But then again, I'm sure the entire floor would _love_ to hear you own flame trimmed blue boxers, silk at that." She grinned.
Daisuke sighed and locked the door. "Alright, where to?" He asked, knowing he had lost the battle, but hopefully he still had a chance with the war. He had the badge of courage, sure, he could courageously fight her, but did he have the hope to win? Hm, maybe he should call his friends when he got back? No. Not after that incident. No way. He'd just have to grit his teeth and bare it.
"Daisuke, are you alright? You look like you haven't have a dose of Metamucil in years, and are in dire need of some," she laughed.
Daisuke snorted. "Takes one to know one."
"Did you just call me constipated."
"The apple never falls far from the tree."
"I'm not related to you!" Quexln crinkled her nose
in disgust.
"And don't count the digi-egg before you hatch 'em!" Davis started randomly quoting quotes.
"Digi-eggs?" Quexln asked, while heading down the stairs.
"Listen, if we have to be roommates, you should atleast know what Veemon is, but you have to pay for lunch." Daisuke followed.
"No way, you're not weaseling out of it. You'll tell me and pay for my food." She stuck out her tongue.
"Aw, c'mon! Give a poor foreign guy a break." He whined.
"No." Quexln grinned and raced down the rest of the way. Daisuke rolled his eyes. "Women" and followed.
