Koushiro was bored. He had read seven chapters ahead in his physics text, finished a short novel on molecular theory, scanned the computer for viruses three times, and had played thirteen rounds of Trigonometry Trivia. And there was still nothing happening of any particular notice in the Digital World. He sighed, then frowned, his eyes turning hard.

"I'm not putting up with any more of this. Everyone else is out and most likely having fun; yet I'm stuck here baby-sitting a computer!" He stood, packing his books into his bag. "I'm leaving. Maybe I can still catch theend of the new documentary on the 'Discovery Channel'." Just as he reached the door, it slammed open, and he jumped back, his eyes wide.

"Taichi! Yamato! You two nearly killed me!"

"Thank god, you're here!" Taichi panted. "We need your help!"

Koushiro blinked. "You need MY help?" He smiled smugly. "Of course you
need my help."

"Look, we need you to get us back into the Fair downtown. Hikari and Takeru are on a date down there..."

"A date! And it's Hikari and Takeru? When did they get together?" Koushiro interrupted Yamato.

Taichi grabbed him by the shoulders and forcefully pushed Koushiro out the door. "Never mind that now! Help us get back in!"

"Why do you need-oh. I should have guessed."

"So Hikari and Takeru are finally going out? And it's here? That's so cute!" Mimi exclaimed, beaming at the other four. Iori sweatdropped.

"Yes, but Daisuke is following them, and we're not sure what he'll do. Ken's with him, so it might not be too bad, but..." Iori sighed.

"Plus, Taichi and Yamato might still be lurking around." Miyako added. "I don't know whether or not those security guards did with them before..."

"Never a dull moment, huh?" Sora said wryly.

"What are we waiting for?" Mimi asked impatiently. "Let's go join the hunt!"

"To try and keep Daisuke and Taichi from killing Takeru, or to enjoy the show?" Sora asked pointedly.

Mimi grinned mischievously. "Both!"

Jyou shook his head with a mournful sigh. "Let's see who we can find." He said, resigned.

"Looks like they're headed for the Gravitron." Daisuke noted. He flashed a grin at Ken. "Let's go follow them on!"

"Why bother?" Ken asked. "It's not like they can get into much trouble in there, strapped to a wall separately."

"Because I want to make sure!" Daisuke said. "C'mon, please?" He gave Ken the puppy dog eyes, and Ken just rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, let's go." As Daisuke exalted, Ken glanced down at his bag. "Sorry you two, but you're going to need to stay out again."

Menomon and Chibimon peered up at him. "It's okay," Menomon said. "You go on with Daisuke."

Fully resigned to his fate, Ken trudged after Ken towards the ride.

"One of us will have to do WHAT?"

Koushiro winced, but held his ground. "It's the easiest way to make sure Security doesn't recognize you!" He explained stubbornly. "One of you are going to have to dress up as a girl."

Taichi eyed the summery dress. "Well, I'm not doing it. Yamato, you be thegirl."

"No way! What if someone recognized me? I'm the one with the fan base, you know. You do it." Yamato crossed his arms, glaring. Koushiro sighed.

"Guys, please...just, flip a coin or something..."

"You're the pretty boy, you do it."

"I'm not the one with big hair! You do it!"

"*I* don't spend two hours styling it in the morning with gel everyday!"

"No, you spend three hours twice a day trying to get it to stand up like
that!"

"Do not! This is natural!"

"Says who? You do it."

Taichi shoved Yamato. "No, you!"

Yamato shoved back. "You!"

"You!" Shove.

"You!" Shove.

Koushiro's expression grew pained. "Guys..."

"Pretty boy!"

"Goggle-head!"

"Blond ditz!"

"Sora-lover!"

Shove gave way to all out brawl, and once again, Taichi and Yamato started fighting. Koushiro, who by this time had given up all hope of separating the two, slowly started to edge away.

"Hey! You two! Didn't I tell you I never wanted to see you again? Get out before I call the police!"

Koushiro quietly slipped around the corner, and ran off into the coming night.

"They're still following us." Hikari muttered to Takeru, as they took their places against the wall. Takeru nodded glumly, and glanced around the circular room. Daisuke and Ken would have to be over at the other side of the room, as Takeru and Hikari had deliberately chosen the most crowded area.

Hikari glanced around with interest; she had never been on this particular ride, but had heard a lot about it. On this ride, there were no straps to belt you in. The gravity amassed from the spinning ride was enough to keep you pressed firmly against the cushioned wall while the walls moved up and
down. Each person had their own individual 'wall', there were about thirty as far as Hikari could tell. Regardless of the fact that Daisuke was following them, Hikari was excited to try this ride out.

Takeru glanced over at Hikari and grinned. "Ready?" He asked, extending his hand. Hikari smiled back, and reached out to squeeze his hand quickly.

"Oh yeah. Try not to get sick, TK."

Takeru grinned wolfishly at her. "Only if you don't."

The ride began.