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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