Lucky Charms - Chapter One

Lucky Charms!

By Kendra, Digimon Empress and Flair




LEGAL DISCLAIMER: Bandai owns the characters in this story. We own the plot. Flair would like to own Ken-chan.

AUTHORS' NOTE: We neither condone nor condemn characters for their orientations. This is mostly a Kensuke fic, so if you enjoy such stories, read on, if you don't there are other stories out there for you.

CONTEST! A reminder about our Kensuke contest. The deadline is when we finish up Lucky Charms. ^__^ Gotta love that Daiken/Kensuke!

Check Chapter One for more information.

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Chapter Three: Sweet Irony

Daisuke and Ken were at the food store behind Tai's house and things were not going well.

Ken frowned. "I'm sorry, Daisuke," he sighed, "but I just don't see any Froot Loops. Oh well, don't look so glum. I know a kiss will make you feel better…"

"Pardon me," Daisuke began, tapping a salesclerk, a loudmouthed teenager, on the back.

"Yes, sir?" the sixteen- or seventeen-year-old began, obviously thinking at first that the manager had just happened to stop by when he was slacking off. He looked over his shoulder. "Hey, ya don't have to interrupt me, ya know! I was hard at work!" He whipped out a clipboard and made it look like he was doing inventory.

"Ummmhmmm," Ken said, unconvinced.

"We're looking for Froot Loops," Daisuke said.

"So what?" the loudmouthed kid with the freckles said. His eyes twinkled evilly from beneath his baseball cap, which perfectly fit his already oversized head. "Whaddya think I'm supposed to do about it? We're all sold out!"

"WHHAAATTT?!!!" that was Daisuke screeching. He flopped over, and then slowly managed to pick himself up off the floor. "Could you repeat that?" he asked, sweat dropping. "You didn't say what I thought you said, DID YOU?"

"To my knowledge, we're all sold out," the kid who was pretending that he was checking in products said, "but'cha might check. There could be more Fruit Loops hidden behind Trix or Corn Flakes or somethin' like that."

He had barely picked up his clipboard when Daisuke darted up behind him and began to randomly snatch boxes off the shelf. Ken was getting a little too touchy-feely again, so Daisuke tossed all the Frosted Flakes and Cheerios and anything else that was not labeled Fruit Loops into the indigo haired boy's arms.

"They've got to be here somewhere! They've got to be here somewhere!" he screamed, bouncing up and down. "Where are they? Where are they?"

He accidentally knocked over a whole shelf, and it clattered to the floor, the boxes collapsing in a heap of cardboard, spilling open, scattering marshmallows and chocolate bits of Cookie Crisp across the aisle. Many people turned their heads - not that Daisuke wasn't already making a scene.

"Oops, sorry!" Daisuke quickly apologized to the twenty or so gaping mouths. "I'll pay for it later, okay?" He resumed rummaging through the shelves. "None here! It's a conspiracy! I tell you, it's a conspiracy! Ken, what did you do? Make them disappear?"

"Not that I know of," Ken said, shrugging his shoulders. "I might know some magic, but I've never practiced on cereal boxes before."

"I KNOW IT! It's a conspiracy by an evil Digimon!" Daisuke shouted. "And all our friends are going to be stuck as love struck zombies forever!" He dragged over a little stepladder. "They're on the top shelf! The Froot Loops have to be on the top shelf! Love potions aren't like Trix; they're just for grownups, not for kids! I bet they moved them, put the Froot Loops out of reach!!!" He stepped up onto the wobbly ladder. "Uhhhh, Ken, could you steady this for me, please?"

Ken had no complaint to make about this. As Daisuke climbed up, Ken stood on the step below him, and put his arms about his Dai-chan's waist. He leaned into his hyperactive crush, grinning quite contentedly.

"They're not here! They're not here!" Daisuke exclaimed, upsetting another row of cereal boxes. They all collapsed like dominos, one cereal box toppling after the other. "Where are they? THIS ISN'T FAIR!!"

Now there were about thirty-five or so people gawking. Ken was blushing. "I think that after this, Dai-chan," he said, "we'll have to reconsider our definition of an assault on Odaiba. Don't tell me… if you don't find what you're looking for here, you're going to storm all the supermarkets in the city?"

"It's somewhere! It's somewhere!" Daisuke was screeching. "Must find… must find!!"

"Hey," the annoying kid with the freckles was coming up again. "You're makin' a mess! The manager's going to be real mad when he sees whatcha doin' and then I'm gonna get in trouble and some annoyin' little valley girl will take over!"

"Well, you could help us find Froot Loops…" Daisuke started, then "WHOOOOAAA!"

At that instant he just happened to lose his footing. He frantically clutched at the shelf he was attacking, lost his grip, and toppled over, falling back - and taking Ken with him. They landed in a heap of goggles, reddish brown hair and blue locks. Everywhere a sea of hearts, stars, rainbows and red balloons surrounded them, and Daisuke was on top - Ken on the bottom.

Daisuke's cheeks were bright crimson, and got even redder as Ken looked up at him and said, "Now I have a new reason to like cereal."

"That's it!" yelled the annoying salesclerk. "I'm getting the manager!" he stormed down the aisle, snapping angrily at shoppers that were staring at the events in the cereal aisle with disbelief, even hitting a kid or two with his clipboard. The crowds dissipated quickly, until there were only Daisuke and Ken in the aisle lying sprawled out on the broken boxes of cereal. They still hadn't moved.

Ken, on the bottom, looked ecstatic. His cheeks were flushed slightly, and his hair was spread out behind him like an indigo halo. His violet eyes were practically glowing. However there was a slight edge of reservation in those eyes – nobody would notice it unless they knew him very well, and since Daisuke was a little preoccupied at the moment, he wasn't really paying attention to things like that. He should have, though.

Speaking of Daisuke, the redhead was in a state of indecision. Part of him wanted to get as far away from Ken as he could. This is wrong, it said. But the rest of Daisuke's mind was quickly overruling it. However the part of Daisuke that was still sane insisted that this was not the time or place for this. And they still had the love potion problem to deal with. But it was so, so hard not to lean just a little bit closer and…

Daisuke's lips brushed ever so softly over the indigo-haired boy's beneath him, his heart pounding so loud and so quickly that Ken could feel it in his chest. Ken let out a quiet moan, and it was just then that Daisuke really remembered where they were and the predicament that they were in. He sat up quickly and managed to get himself off of Ken and sitting on the floor nearby. Ken rose slower, his cheeks still slightly pink with pleasure, his dark hair forming a cloud around his beautiful face. A stray marshmallow dangled from a lock of his azure hair, and Daisuke giggled as he flicked it onto the floor.

"Ken…" Daisuke began.

"Wait, look, Daisuke!" Ken exclaimed suddenly, picking up a box of Corn Flakes that had been unceremoniously dumped on his lap when they had fallen. He held the battered box up and showed the back of it to Daisuke. "Look! It's a potion! To get rid of unwanted affection! It's an antidote, Dai-chan!"

"WHAT?" Daisuke yelped, grabbing it out of Ken's hands. "It is! It is! Look on the inside of the box for the recipe." He ripped the box open, looking at the inside panel, but suddenly he stopped. "Wait… it's not… the whole antidote!"

"Huh?" Ken grabbed the box back, reading it quickly. "You're right! Find the rest of the ingredients on our other cereal boxes. WHAT?!" he yelled. "No!"

Daisuke dove into a pile of Trix, yanking out a torn box with the white rabbit's head almost ripped off. He scanned the back of it, quickly. "Here's another one! Come on, Ken! Look at the boxes! Look at them all!"

The two boys attacked the fallen boxes, and some still on the shelves, piling their finds in a discarded shopping cart. They were getting coated with dust from crushed cereal and marshmallows, but neither cared. The cart started to fill up as they moved around quickly, grabbing boxes, ripping them open, and throwing their finds in the cart. The cereal aisle was starting to look like a hurricane had hit it. Hurricane Kensuke.

Then the two boys heard voices from nearby. The annoying salesclerk, and someone who was obviously… the manager! Daisuke froze. They were going to get in so much trouble!

Ken wasn't frozen. Without hesitation, he tossed a box of Wheaties into the cart, then grabbed Daisuke and tossed him in the cart, too. Daisuke gave a yell, but Ken shook his head. "Hold on tight, Dai-chan!" he said, grinning like a maniac, and started to run down the aisle away from the voices and towards the exit.

Daisuke gripped the edges of the cart and gave another yelp, but as Ken whirled it around the corner, Daisuke began to laugh. The boys shot through the "Speedy Checkout – 10 items or less" lane, plowing through obsessive shoppers and little kids. A cashier yelled at them – Daisuke reached into his pocket and unearthed a ten-dollar bill, which he tossed at the shocked woman. Then they were slamming through the automatic doors, clattering down the sidewalk, careening through the back alley, and home free.

Ken slowed down, gasping. He was in great shape from playing a lot of soccer, but running a marathon through a grocery store while pushing a cart full of cereal and Daisuke was a little bit extreme. Both boys, however, were in high spirits, and nobody was more surprised than Ken, with the exception of maybe Daisuke himself, when a laughing Dai-chan leapt out of the cart and caught Ken up in a tight embrace and a full-mouthed, ecstatic kiss.

Ken's eyes widened in shock. Daisuke tasted sweet like the crushed sugar-marshmallows that were smeared through his hair, on his clothes and on his face, and as he swung the indigo-haired boy around in a circle, Ken felt a light-headed giddiness and a warm, fuzzy happiness fill him from head to toe. He threw his arms around Daisuke, kissing him back just as passionately, but all-too-soon, it was over.

Daisuke pulled away, gasping. He looked so cute with his huge, goofy grin, his goggles hanging lopsided off his head, his hair all mussed up, with streaks of colored sugar garnishing his face, and all Ken wanted to do was gather him up in his arms and kiss him over and over again. But they had other things to do.

"That was pure genius, Ken! How can I ever thank you?" Daisuke exclaimed.

"I am the Boy Genius, remember?" Ken replied, breathlessly. "And as for thanking me, I think you just did a pretty damn good job."

"Thanks," Daisuke blushed. "But did we get the entire antidote?"

"I hope so," Ken said, and there was a rational, serious look in his eyes. "I mean, we were throwing boxes around."

"We'll just have to storm another supermarket if we didn't," Daisuke said, as Ken stopped to lick the sugar from his face.

"I think we just created a new-world record," Ken added. "There should be one for getting chased through a grocery store in however many seconds we ran it in. So, what are we supposed to do with this antidote?"

"Well, we could try reading the boxes for starters, genius."

"Oh yeah…" Ken said awkwardly, and he picked up the Trix box and began to read. The love potion had made everything he saw seem just a little blurry, but his sight was clearing now, and the words he skimmed through no longer looked as if they were floating around like bits of Apple Jacks cereal.

"It says that we have to mix up the ingredients on my half…" Daisuke said. "With the ingredients in your half…"

"Supposedly there's a little packet in each box," Ken said, "we just combine the contents of each packet in a drink and…"

"Everyone is back to normal."

"I think we should hurry back to Koushiro's," Daisuke said in an anxious voice. "I'm worried about Iori – it's my fault he got dragged into this. I really don't want his tombstone to read 'Hida Iori - died from Koushiro and his pineapple jello'. I got everyone into this mess, so I think I should mix everything up."

"Why don't I do that?" Ken said hastily. "Just in case…"

"I screw up again?" Daisuke asked, innocently.

"Well, I don't think of it as screwing up." Ken looked flustered. "Just learning from one's mistakes."

"Okay…"

Ken's arms were stiff from pushing the cart, so they stopped to rest.

"It will take forever to get to Koushiro's! We're about five blocks from his house and this cart is heavy!"

"I'm not that tired, Dai-chan," Ken huffed, "but some sugar would help…" Daisuke suddenly grinned evilly.

They had stopped at the top of a hill. This, of course, turned out to be a BIG mistake. Daisuke was leaning against the cart as Ken started to kiss him, and Daisuke just happened to be the one to lose his footing and fall over backwards into the cart. He had his hands around Ken's waist, so that when he fell, he took the boy genius with him. The two toppled into boxfuls of cereal, Daisuke coming up with marshmallows in his hair. The cart, which Daisuke had put the breaks on, began to roll down hill at a very fast rate.

"Ack! Ken-chan, what have I done now?!" Daisuke cried.

"Gone out to set another world record," Ken replied, gripping the sides of the accelerating cart. "This is not what I had in mind today! What was that equation? Force equals mass times acceleration? Oh no! At this rate, we'll reach Koushiro's in about…" He did the calculations in his head. "Less then a minute."

He covered his eyes as the cart picked up even more speed, and Daisuke, at the head of the cart, did his best to steer. The two boys in the cereal-box-filled cart careened across a street, narrowly missing impalement on the front of a Senior Citizens van, and nearly smashed into a man carrying a huge crate full of chickens.

"Dai-chan!" Ken yelled, his teeth rattling together.

"There's Koushiro's house! But… we're going too fast! We won't be able to stop!" Daisuke yelled back. Then Fate took another ironic twist and the cart tipped to the side a little, careening off course and smashing into a bush. Ken and Daisuke flew out of it with a yell and a flurry of hearts, stars and horseshoes, collapsing onto Koushiro's front lawn with minimal damage and racing hearts.

"Lets… not do that again," Ken gasped. "Are you alright, Dai-chan?" he levered himself up, casting a worried glance at the other boy. Daisuke nodded.

"DAISUUUUUUUKE!" came a cry from the house. Both the redhead and the indigo-haired boy looked up just in time to see Iori fly out of the house, slamming the door behind him right in Koushiro's face. The solemn young boy looked terrified – his eyes were wide, his usually bowl-perfect hair mussed up and his clothing askew. "Thank god you're back!" Iori squeaked. "It's chaos in there! Did you get the antidote?"

"Yeah, we got it! Are you okay, Iori? Is everybody else okay?" Daisuke asked, eyes wide. Iori winced.

"I'm… fine. But as for the others – there's something very weird going on. The love potion seems to be wearing on and off, and it's absolute chaos in there! One minute two of them are making out, and the next they're trying to kill each other and yelling and… AGH!" Iori yelled as the front door of Koushiro's house opened and Koushiro himself came running out.

"Iori-chan!" he called.

"Eep! Gotta go!" Iori yelped, diving into the hedge. Ken and Daisuke dove out of Koushiro's way and ran for their precious cereal boxes.

"Okay, Dai-chan, we've got to do this quick!" Ken said. "Grab all the boxes – we're going into the kitchen!"

"Okay!" Daisuke replied, grabbing armfuls of boxes from the twisted ruin of the cart. When both boys had the cereal loaded into their arms and made sure that Iori was safely hidden in a small crack between the hedge and the next house where Koushiro couldn't get at, though not for lack of trying, they ran inside.

"Okay," Ken said, stacking his collection of cereal on the counter, shutting the door behind him to drown out the noise from the living room. "Find a blender or something…" he looked up to see that Daisuke hadn't moved. He was just… staring at him. "What?" Ken asked.

"Ken… Iori was saying that the love potion was wearing on and off the others. Um… has it ever worn off of you yet?" Daisuke asked, nervously. "I mean, you're acting so… normal, but you're still…" he motioned towards his own lips, blushing.

Ken blanched for a moment. No! He couldn't let Daisuke know that… no. "I – what?" he asked, blinking. "My love for you is unconditional," he said, moving forward. "I am just doing this to make you happy…" he did his best to look, well, infatuated, which wasn't that hard. Daisuke backed up a step.

"Okay, Ken, just wondering," he said. "Now… which cereal first?" he asked, picking up a box of Trix. As soon as the redhead looked away, Ken let out a sigh. So far, so good. You see, I can't let you know, Dai-chan, love, he thought, because I'm afraid. It's so much easier when I have a false pretense to hide behind. I'm afraid that once you know that the love potion has worn off, you won't want anything to do with me anymore. He walked up behind Daisuke, sliding his arms around the redhead's waist, placing his chin on his love's shoulder and kissing the boy's ear gently, reading the back of the box along with Daisuke, who sighed contentedly, then resignedfully.

"Um, why don't we mix everything up together and see what happens?" he suggested weakly.

"Sounds good to me," Ken replied, surprising himself. Usually he was so cautious, clever. So this is what love does to someone, he thought to himself, smiling as Daisuke turned around and gave him a quick kiss on the mouth. Well, I like it. I like it a lot.

The two boys set to work mixing up the antidote recipe, pouring everything into a blender with a cup of water every now and then. Once or twice they managed to get themselves into a short food fight with the cereal, which usually ended with one of them underneath the other, kissing and licking sugar off the other's face. But eventually the potion was done.

"How do we know if it works?" Daisuke asked dubiously.

"We'll just have to try it out," Ken replied, also eyeing the bright orange liquid dubiously.

"Not on you!" Daisuke said, quickly. Ken raised an eyebrow.

"You're afraid to have me try this, but you weren't afraid to give Hikari the love potion in the first place?" the indigo-haired boy asked. Daisuke blushed hotly, muttered something, and looked away.

"Umm… well it's just that… maybe we'd better give it to one of the others, first, before something awful happens," he replied. Ken gave him a strange look, but nodded and poured the liquid into a Kool-Aid pitcher, thinking, with any luck they'll think it's Kool-Aid.

Daisuke remained at the counter for a second, thinking. He couldn't let Ken know the real reason why he didn't want to give him the love potion. The truth was that Daisuke (although he hated to admit it, even to himself,) had fallen in love with Ken. And he was deathly afraid that once the love potion worn off, Ken wouldn't want to have anything to do with him. Maybe even shun him.

Oh, sweet irony.

"Come on, Daisuke!" Ken called. "We've got some antidotes to distribute!"

Daisuke smiled and ran to catch up with Ken, his partner, and his love, ignoring the sullen sadness that refused to leave his heart.

Would you love me if you weren't under the influence of the potion? Daisuke wondered.

Would you still love me if I wasn't under the influence of the potion? Ken wondered.

Oh, sweet irony.

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