Spillover

Author's Note: Set immediately after episode 46 of Digimon Ghost Game. Enjoy the story and R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Digimon series.

Pairing: Hiro x Kotaro tension.

Summary:

Hey, STRAWBERRY.


"Kotaro, weren't you going to the pool? The hallucinations stopped. You imagined those weird plants in the water. You'll be fine on your own."

"I know that, Hiro! Can't you tell by how clean I am?"

Two weeks without washing. The first order of business Hiro and Dorm Leader got down to after Oleamon gave up on eating Kotaro was to escort Kotaro to the bath. The second, which Dorm Leader took care of himself, was to call a professional to give Kotaro's room a deep cleaning, because he lacked faith Hiro and Kotaro's teamwork would be sufficient to purge a smell so many times worse than gamer stink.

Thankfully, Kotaro was now back to smelling like his normal self. The smell of a delicious strawberry!

Hiro smiled. Touched.

He blushed.

It was Kotaro's brand of shampoo. Anybody who saw him heading to the bathroom with his bag of personal hygiene items would know that!

Hiro's familiarity with Kotaro's smell had nothing to do with –

Kotaro inhaled Hiro's hair.

"KOTARO!"

"WHAT? Come on, Hiro! You think I missed you smelling me when I had you in a headlock earlier?"

"To confirm you were clean, Kotaro!"

"Clean, huh? Hey, let's hit the pool!"

"I told you, I'll pass!"

"I know. But if you don't wanna check out the ladies with me, I can always check you out!"

Hiro examined the back of his neck for Oleamon's bud. No way he wasn't hallucinating!

"Hiro!"

Hiro followed Kotaro's voice back.

He was in Kotaro's headlock.

He'd imagined the whole conversation.

It was the smell.

The smell of a delicious strawberry!