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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.
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Check Chapter One for more information.
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Chapter Four: Try, Try Again
It was mayhem inside and outside.
This is really not my day, Daisuke thought as Koushiro slipped down the walkway and hurried over to the bushes where Iori was hiding.
"Kool-Aid?" Koushiro asked, raising an eyebrow. "That's nice and all, Dai, but it's not going to taste better then that berry juice that you gave us earlier. I'm sorry, nothing can beat that." He started to search about the hedges. "Have you seen Iori? I thought I saw him a moment ago…"
Daisuke was sweating. "Awwww, come on, Koushiro," he begged. "It's only Kool-Aid. It's better then the berry juice, I promise you. You'll like it so much more! I swear!"
Koushiro tried to lean over Daisuke to peer into the bushes; Ken moved to block the computer genius' way. "You don't want to look, I assure you…" The sight of a trembling Iori covered with ivy wasn't exactly a pretty one.
"Hey, there you guys are!" that was Jyou, calling out the window; he had both arms wrapped about Taichi. "What's that? More of that fantastic juice?"
"Even better - it's Kool-Aid!" Daisuke shouted. "Come on down and try some. And while you are at it, convince Koushiro that he's missing out on the best drink of the day."
Jyou hesitated. "I'm allergic to so many things…" he began. "Dust and evil monsters and…well, a lot of things…including Kool-Aid. I'm sorry, Dai. Allergies run in my family, but I know one thing I'm not allergic to." He affectionately ruffled Taichi's hair.
"He's mine!"
"No, he's mine!"
More screaming coming from upstairs. Sora and Mimi were still continuing to fight over Takeru. Daisuke heard a smash - he hoped that it wasn't in any way related to the scream fest that was occurring upstairs. From the sound of it, they were not about to break from their fighting to chill over Kool-Aid.
"Ohhh, you can kiss!" Miyako engrossed in Yamato's embrace.
"Miyako!" Daisuke cried hopefully. "Kool-Aid?"
"No one is cooler then Yamato," she sighed with happy love-struck pleasure, which caused Daisuke to clap a hand to his forehead.
"Well, could you at least try some?"
"Leave some here," Yamato said cooly, "and I'll get to it by and by."
Daisuke whirled around. Hikari was coming down the steps, cell phone in hand and looking incredibly worried. "Koushiro's mother got off work early!" she gasped, wringing her hands. "And I just got a call from the neighbors asking what's up!"
A vase flew out the window.
"That's what's up…" Daisuke said. "Okay, not funny."
"If Koushiro's mom comes home and finds this going on, we're really going to get it." She ran a finger through her hair distractedly. "Everyone's gone crazy… I'm really stressed out. I need to chill." She held up her other hand and Daisuke saw that she had a cup full of the spiked berry juice; she started to raise the cup to her lips.
"HIKARI, NO!" Daisuke shouted, and in his clumsiness he bumped into Ken, who was holding the Kool-Aid pitcher, and of course the antidote went flying.
"AAAAAAACK!" Daisuke yelled, struggling to grab it, but it was too late. It hit the ground with an impact that made both Daisuke and Ken cry out in anguish. The orange liquid splashed everywhere, drenching both Hikari and Koushiro.
"Oh no!" Ken cried, grabbing Daisuke's hand. The redhead pulled him closer, both of them dreading what would happen next.
Koushiro blinked, straightening up. He hadn't gotten hit as much as Hikari with the juice, and as he wiped it off his face he looked around. "What happened?" he asked. "All I remember is drinking some of that juice before… and then everybody started acting weird, and I saw Iori… I can't remember…"
Daisuke and Ken broke into huge, identical grins. Daisuke flung his arms around Ken and swung him around, kissing him on the lips. "It worked!" he cried.
Hikari blinked a few times. "What happened?" she asked. "What's going on? Why are Ken and Daisuke kissing?" she asked. Daisuke and Ken pulled away from each other, blushing, and Daisuke turned to explain things quickly to Hikari, but stopped. Something weird was going on. The brunette girl's eyes were flickering a strange shade of red.
"What's happening, Hikari?" Ken gasped.
"I…" she began, then turned a vicious gaze onto the violet-eyed boy. "None of your business, pansy!" she snarled. Ken and Daisuke stared, wide-eyed. Koushiro took a step towards Hikari, questioningly, but she thrashed out at him with one hand and he backed away, quickly.
"Hikari, what's wrong?" Daisuke gasped. Iori, struggling out from underneath the ivy, came over to stand beside Koushiro. "Are you…"
"Shut up!" she snapped. "Just shut up and go away!"
"Hikari…"
"OMAE O KOROSO!" she screamed, launching herself and Ken. Daisuke pulled the violet-eyed boy out of the way just in time, and the four boys quickly ran inside the house, slamming the door behind them.
"What was that all about?" Koushiro panted. "What's going on?"
Ken turned to Daisuke, beautiful eyes serious. "Dai-chan, I think that the antidote had a very undesired effect on Hikari."
"To put it mildly," Daisuke replied shakily, and Ken laced his fingers into the other boy's comfortingly.
"What is going on?" Koushiro demanded. "First I get splashed with some weird liquid that seems to have made Hikari into a crazed bitch and then Daisuke and Ken are… yeah, well you know. Not to mention the other Digi-destined are all…" he trailed off, rubbing his temples.
Ken glanced at Daisuke. Daisuke glanced at Iori. Iori tried to glance at Ken, but Ken and Daisuke seemed to be looking at each other. Iori sighed and turned to Koushiro, ignoring the screams from upstairs, the snarls from Hikari outside the door, and the… strange noises from Miyako and Yamato.
"It's a long story," Iori sighed.
"Yes, I think you owe me an explanation," Koushiro repeated, rubbing his temples with disbelief. "What exactly was that liquid anyway?"
"Something that turns people into pineapple jello loving romance zombies," Daisuke said.
"You have a wild imagination, Daisuke," Koushiro said, not putting two and two together. "What was I doing outside? I don't even remember."
"Looking for Iori," Ken said, helpfully.
"What for?"
"Uhhhhmmmmm, you don't want to know," Iori said, quickly adding "You weren't thinking clearly." Suddenly a loud crash from upstairs made them all jump.
"HE'S MINE!"
"NO HE'S MINE!"
"STOP IT BOTH OF YOU, HE IS MINE!" came a yell from outside.
Another crash - a painting came bouncing down the stairs and landed at Iori's feet. Daisuke and Ken exchanged baffled glances.
"Sora and Mimi fighting over TK?" Koushiro asked, scratching his head.
"Mmmmmm, Jyou, this is fabulous…" Taichi was heard from the room next door.
"Jyou kissing Taichi?" Koushiro exclaimed.
"I SAID HE IS MINE!"
"Hikari also fighting for Takeru?" This was getting more and more puzzling.
"You sure can kiss, Yamato!"
"Yamato? Miyako?" Koushiro cried out. "You don't have me under hypnosis or something do you, Daisuke?"
"Errrmmm, no," Daisuke stammered.
"Ken?"
"I'm not the mad scientist type…" Ken started.
"This is all very strange…" Koushiro said. "Maybe it has to do with trouble in the Digi-World. I think I better go e-mail Gennai." He turned to walk off.
Now, Daisuke and Ken had never personally met Gennai, and neither really had a clue who he was, but the name did not sound good.
"OH! NO!" Daisuke shouted, dive bombing in front of Koushiro. "You don't wanna do that! No no no no! I'm sure Genie…"
"Gennai…"
"I'm sure Gennai has better things to do then worry about this. Let's not waste his time!" Daisuke began to push Koushiro toward a closet.
"Hey? What are you doing? What if it's an evil Digimon who…"
"Oh, I'm one hundred percent sure that it's not an evil Digimon…"
"But…"
"No, the only evil Digimon we know of are Trixmon, FrostedFlakesmon, CookieCrispmon and FrootLoopsmon," Daisuke nervously laughed. "The Dark Cereal Masters…"
"Dark Cereal Masters?"
"Uh yeah, they try to take over everyone's hearts," Daisuke continued, giving Koushiro another shove – anything to get Koushiro away from the computer down the hall.
"HE'S MINE!!!!!"
"Daisuke," Koushiro asked, raising an eyebrow, "does cereal by any chance have to do with why everyone is acting so crazy?"
"Well…"
"Iori?"
"It's not exactly the cereal," Iori said, coming clean, "just something on the boxes…there was this recipe…"
"Recipe?" Koushiro said. "I eat those cereal brands you just named, Daisuke… recipe… recipe… OH NO! Those cereal boxes! The ones with the love charms and anti-love charms?"
"ANTI LOVE CHARMS?!!!!" Daisuke screeched.
Koushiro was sweating. "This is BAD, this is REALLY BAD! Oh dear!" He wiped the sweat off his brow. "I am e-mailing Gennai. This has gone too far!!"
"Uhhh, Koushiro, what exactly would Gennai do to me?" Daisuke dared to ask.
"Make you drink the love charm for one thing…" Koushiro snapped. He had started to leave when..."UMPH! UMPH! UMPH! UMMMMMPPHHHHH!"
Daisuke threw his full weight against the closet door, trying to keep it shut. Inside he could hear the muffled protests of an indignant Koushiro.
"HE'S MINE! MINE, MINE!"
"Think you can keep him in here while we try to fix the mess upstairs?" Ken asked Iori.
"Sure…" the smaller boy said, sweatdropping.
"Great!" Daisuke exclaimed, grabbing Ken's hand. The two of them ran for the stairs, dodging a few fallen and flying objects, then stopped dead at the top.
"Oh no…" Daisuke whimpered.
Takeru was standing on top of a desk in the corner staring wide-eyed at the scene around him. Mimi and Sora stood in the middle of the room having an incredible catfight, and as they watched, Hikari joined them. Obviously she had climbed up the vines on the side of the house and smashed through the window. And judging by her narrowed eyes and bared teeth, Mimi and Sora were going to meet some serious competition.
"Oh…" Daisuke whimpered.
"… no!" Ken finished, mouth falling open.
The two boys turned to look at each other. "What are we going to do?" Daisuke gasped. Ken just shook his head, wide-eyed.
"Daisuke! Ken!" Takeru yelped from the corner. "Help!" Just then, Hikari, Sora and Mimi launched into an all-out fight, giving Takeru the space needed to make a dash for the door.
"Quick, come on!" Ken yelped, grabbing Daisuke by the hand and tugging. The three boys ran out the door as fast as they could, Ken with the sense to close and lock the door behind him. They managed to reach the lower level, past Iori (who was busy trying to keep Koushiro locked in the closet), past Taichi and Jyou having fun in the living room, and past Miyako and Yamato having equal fun in the front door. Finally they ran out of the house and stopped, breathing heavily.
"What… is going on?" Takeru gasped, his hair sticking out at odd angles.
Daisuke and Ken glanced at each other, and the redhead gave a profound sigh. Ken echoed it, then turned to Takeru. "Daisuke made a love potion from a Froot Loops box to make Hikari fall in love with him, but I drank it instead. While under it's influence I gave the rest of it to Jyou, who decided to use it for Sora's party so he brought it here to Koushiro's house to try it out before the party on Friday. The rest of the Digi-destined, except for you and Hikari, I'm assuming, drank it and fell in love with the first people they saw. Iori, Daisuke and I have been trying to find the antidote, and from what you see back there, you know why," he took a deep breath, having said the rest of this without pause. "Daisuke and I found an antidote and mixed it up, but seemingly hit had a very undesired effect. It was splashed on Hikari, who only recently drank some, and on Koushiro. Koushiro went back to normal, but Hikari went – insane. I don't know what happened there. But to make a long story short, we've got to find an antidote before Koushiro's mother gets home or before somebody gets hurt!"
Takeru stared at him.
Daisuke stared at him.
"DAISUKE! KEN! HELP!" came Iori's strangled yell from inside.
"I'll… help him…" Takeru stammered. "You two find the antidote, fast. I'll make sure not to drink anything. I don't know how you get yourself into these things, Daisuke," he added, "But I guess I'll help you get out of it."
Ken smiled slightly, and Takeru took off into the house. Ken turned to Daisuke, who was looking at the violet-eyed boy nervously and blushing. "What?" Ken asked.
"The love potion wore off you, didn't it?" Daisuke asked, bluntly. Ken flushed slightly, glancing at his feet. He couldn't lie to Daisuke, not anymore.
"Yeah, it wore off," Ken admitted.
Daisuke gaped, his voice refusing to work. "W… when?" he managed to force out.
"In the closet, when this all started…" Ken whispered, then sobbed, "I'm sorry Daisuke! I can't help it – I love you. I love you!" He turned away, trying to hide his face using his shield of indigo hair. "I never needed a love potion to fall in love with you – I always have, and I guess I always will… even if you don't want me to. I…" he took in a shuddering breath as a tear rolled down his cheek. "I'm sorry…"
Sudden movement from Daisuke made him look up just as the redhead gathered up in a tight embrace. "Oh, Ken-chan!" Daisuke whispered, "There's nothing to be sorry about!" He smiled, his face lighting up so much with happiness that Ken almost fainted. "I'm so glad that you said that. I was afraid to let you know I loved you. I was afraid that you just loved me because you drank the love potion. I… every time you kissed me, I… wanted to love you back, but couldn't… I felt so guilty…"
Ken gasped. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, and it didn't really register until Daisuke gathered him closer and kissed him. Then it all became clear as the kiss rushed through him. It was a far different kiss than ever before, so full of true love that Ken almost started crying. But he didn't – he was too happy. He leaned into the kiss, gathering Daisuke closer and cradling him as gently as a butterfly.
They pulled away, reluctantly. "I guess, in the end, I'm the one that the love potion had the most effect on, even if I didn't drink it," Daisuke smiled. Ken touched his lover's lips gently with one finger.
"It's not over yet," he reminded. "We still have to find a way to get the others back to normal.
"But how?"
"I don't know," Ken admitted, caressing Daisuke's hair gently. "When at first you fail, try, try again! So let's do this right this time!"
Daisuke dropped his hands from Ken's back and grabbed the violet-eyed boy's hand in his own yellow-gloved ones. "Let's go, Ken," he said. His love nodded.
And so the two walked down the street hand-in-hand, heading once more for the grocery store. They were the only hope left for the Digi-destined, but all that mattered right now were each other.
"MINE! MINE! HE'S MINE! Hey… where'd he go?"
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