O.K., this is my first happy-ending daikeru fic. ::people gasp:: Yep, that's right ladies and gentlemen. Happy ENDING! All the bad stuff happens in the beginning.

d/c: If I owned Digimon, a lot more people would be in the pyctriactric ward.

Leave Me Be

"So over at your house at 6?" Daisuke asked monotonely. Hikari nodded without looking at the brunet, picked up speed and went her own way. Daisuke turned the corner of the school, not thinking twice about her. He checked his watch.

'Crap!' Daisuke thought. 'I'm going to have to cut across the alley if I intend to make it home in time to watch Pokemon!' One of Daisukes favorite past time- to watch Pokemon and sit there and swear at the trainers. What a life.

Then, there was the alley. The alley was long. Really long. It was dangerous too. There were usually one or more gangs hanging around. But Daisuke didn't give it a second thought. He had always passed without incident before and probably would pass without now.

'C'mon! Walk faster!' He told himself as he entered the alleyway. Something inside of him begged him not to enter this place. It was dark and creepy and a lot of other things. But Daisuke paid no attention to himself and kept on walking.

"Hey, Daisuke." A voice called out. Daisuke stopped in the middle of the alley and frowned.

"Who's there?" He asked, looking around.

"Well, Daisuke." 5 boys from his class stepped forward. Michal, Juno, Livite, Pago and Kenshi were then. Juno and Pago were Spanish twins who for some god forsaken reason had moved to Japan.

"We have a little problem here." The speaker was Livite, who was now cracking his knucles menacingly. "I mean, we just feel that you're getting too close to the Hikari girl for your own good." Daisuke frowned.

"Yeah, O.K. That's nice but-"

"You see, Hikari was specially reserved for very special friend, Takeru and we just feel that you're getting in the way of their intimate relationship." Livite went on, as though Daisuke hadn't spoken. He frowned. He was getting annoyed.

"Look, for all I care Takeru can HAVE the bitch." He stated.

"Aw, c'mon Daisuke. Don't pretend. We know you've had a crush on her since 5th grade." Juno said.

"Look, Takeru can have her. I need to get home." Daisuke said, explaining as though they were all 3 year olds. By now everyone was cracking their knuckles. That never meant anything good.

"I'm sorry Daisuke. But it's too late for that. Get him!" Suddenly, they were all attacking Daisuke, kicking him, punching him god only knew where. One tripped him, causing him to fall to the ground. Daisuke groaned. He couldn't fight back! All he knew was punch after kick. He was pretty sure they were attacking him with other objects too, but he didn't want to open his eyes for fear of what he would see. Pain shot up everywhere with each blow he was delivered. Suddenly, Daisuke was hit on the back of the head with something hard. Metal hard.

'Oh. Crow bar.' Was Daisukes last thought before blacking out.

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"ARGH! How did I forget my history homework?" Takeru asked himself, running frantically back to the school.

'Well, maybe because you were too busy-' Takeru didn't have the chance to finish that though, because he saw something down the alley. He never went down there. It was too dangerous, but apparently someone had made this mistake. Takeru decided to correct it.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Takeru demanded, walking down the alleyway confidently, yet with a frown on his face. The 5 tormentors looked up. He recognized them as people from his class.

"Oh hi Takeru." Livite said. "We were just taking out the trash. This jerk," His foot kicked the body beneath him "Was trying to make a move on your girl." I looked closely at the figure. The body was beaten almost beyond recognition. Takeru wouldn't have know who it was if there hadn't been the wild hair and the goggles.

"Daisuke!" He cried out, pushing the others aside angrily. He kneeled down to take a look, gently taking Daisuke head in his hands. His face was almost entirely black and blue, or, at least, it would have been if blood hadn't been pouring out from wounds all over his face. Takeru was horrified.

"Oh my god you bastards!" Takeru yelled angrily, glaring at them all. "How could you?!" The other guys shrugged.

"As we said, he was hitting on your girl." Takeru didn't have to think hard to know what he meant.

"3 things. Number 1. I don't like Hikari. Number 2. He doesn't like Hikari. Number 3. The only reason he was even talking to Hikari was because he had a report to do with her." Takeru whispered quietly, but venomously enough that the gang was starting to get scared. Takeru wasn't one known for anger. No one had ever seen him mad. But what would he do?

"Well?! What the hell are you waiting for?!" Takeru screamed. "Someone go call 911!" Everyone stood there, a little confused. Takeru's eyes narrowed to slits.

"Or else pay the price." That got them motivated. Pago ran into the school, looking for the phone or the principle, or something! The other stood around Takeru and Daisuke, not sure what to think of his sorrow over the boy. They had always been rivals, though no one was sure what for. Before it had been Hikari, but now no one knew why.

Takeru put his hand in his pocket and came out with a Kleenex. He tried to wipe some of the blood off of Dais face, but the Kleenex just got too soggy. Takeru threw it to the other end of the alley and looked up at everyone.

"Does anyone have a handkerchief or something?" He demanded quietly. Scrabbling to do his orders, the gang came up with 5 cloth things, someone's gym shirt, about the only one that didn't smell like rotten bananas, and Takeru used his hat. His focus once again became Daisuke, and he tried not to cry as he looked at his face. Takeru felt the brunets chest rise and fall faintly, as though he could give out at any minute. His arms and legs were just as bad as his face if not worse. His nose was obviously broken, and it definitely wasn't the only broken bone. After managing to wipe a little blood off his face, Takeru put what else was left over the wounds. The soaked up a lot of blood.

"God you're monsters." Takeru muttered, a rage boiling inside him that was almost lethal. He wanted to make them pay for what they had done to Daisuke! Yet, the only thing he could seem to do was look down at the poor boys face, trying to hold back the tears.

A minute later an ambulance came. As soon as the boys heard the siren, they ran. They didn't want to get caught, although they knew it was inevitable. The medics pulled into the parking lot. Then, a bunch of them dispatched from the back with a stretcher, running towards Takeru and Daisuke. Takeru watched with sad eyes as they lifted Daisuke away from him. He made the small discovery that he had a bit of blood on his shirt and pants, but that didn't matter. He followed the paramedics to the ambulance.

"I'm sorry but you can't come whit us." Someone stopped him short.

"I am." Takeru said defiantly. The woman looked troubled. Maybe it was the death glare that Takeru gave her.

"Fine." She relented. "Just stay out of our way." Takeru got in the back with Daisuke and two other paramedics, and they drove away.

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Takeru played with Daisukes middle and ring fingers a bit while he looked down into the boys face, once again trying to control the tears. He couldn't figure out how anyone could harm someone as bad as this!

"Your friend isn't in too good of a condition." One of the paramedics commented. Takeru nodded. "I mean, just from looking at him I can tell his nose is broken, as well as a couple of his ribs and his leg, there's a possibility that his spine is cracked, one of his cheekbones doesn't look very good. I just want to let you know that there's a chance that he might not make it." Takeru nodded but refused to believe it. Daisuke wasn't going to die! He was tough. He always got through this kind of thing and he would get through this.

Well, to make a short story even shorter, they arrived at the hospital and took Daisuke into E.R. E.R. God that word made Takeru shiver. How could someone... oh what did it matter?! If Daisuke didn't make it through this, Takeru made a vow to make sure they paid. Even if Daisuke did make it through this they were going to pay. Takeru wanted to scream, to cry, to punch something, to do anything! His hands trembled from the anger and sorrow. Daisukes face reappeared in his mind, all bloody and...

'Stop it!' He told his subconscious, once again in a battle with his tears. After he had gotten his emotions under control, he went to the nearest pay phone and called up his brother.

The phone rang a couple of time before someone answered it.

"Yo, it's Yamato, speak now or forever hold your piece." He said.

"Yamato!" Takeru cried.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Yamato asked. Takeru relayed the entire story to his brother, breaking out crying at some parts. Yamato listened intently, waiting for Takeru to finish before commenting.

"So you're at the hospital now?" Yamato asked.

"Y-Y-Yeah." Takeru stuttered.

"O.K. I'll call mom and tell her where you are, and then I'll call up the others and we'll meet you at the-"

"Yamato? Don't call the others. Daisuke wouldn't want them to see him like he is. It's best I keep it between you, Mom, Dad and I for now. At least until he wakes up. Then he can tell us what to do." Takeru pleaded. Yamato sighed.

"You and Daisuke are weird." He muttered. "Fine, I'll call mom but not the rest. I'll be down at the hospital in about half an hour."

"Thanks Yamato."

"Hey, what are big brothers here for?" He asked. Then there was a click as he put down the receiver. So, Takeru waited for either the doctors came out or his brother came. The latter happened first.

"So, any word from the doctors?" Yamato asked, settling down in a chair with one of those crapy magazines they provide you. Takeru shook his head.

"Hm. Well mother said she'd be down as soon as she could get off work." Yamato smirked. "So you might be waiting for another few days." He flipped through a couple of pages of his magazine, while Takeru twiddled his thumbs.

Eventually, eventually being about three hours later, the nurse came out. Takeru stood up.

"Excuse me, but are you the boy who came with the brunet?" She asked Takeru. He nodded. She looked down at her clip board. "Well, right now your friend is in pretty bad condition. His heart was stabilized but a lot of things are broken, whatever they used to attack him with must have been sharp because a lot of skin was torn up. If he makes it through the night he has a good chance of living." If. Takeru nodded numbly.

"May I go see him?" He asked. She shook her head.

"I'm sorry sweety but your friend is in the special care unit and he can't have any visitor right now." Takeru nodded again, sitting back down. Daisuke was going to live. Daisuke was going to live. He was, wasn't he? If he didn't, Takeru didn't know what he was going to do.

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I was going to stop here and make the next part part 2, but then I decided that I wanted both parts to be one chapter. Plus, by themselves, they were too short. So here we go.

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Takeru gazed down at the sleeping brunet, his hand once again holding Daisukes. It had been a couple of days since the accident and Daisuke was doing O.K., the doctors said. Some of the flesh had healed and he now looked... well, not good but better then when he had been brought in. But he still looked terrible. Takeru's blood boiled whenever the though of the crime committed against his friend. He could have his revenge.

Suddenly Takeru heard a moan come from beneath him. He looked down. Daisukes eyes slowly fluttered open, looking dazed and confused. Takeru let go of his hand before he had a spaz attack.

"What the bloody hell..." Daisuke raised his upper body, wincing, looking all around, and then to his left. "You." He said

"Shh..." Takeru said, slowly pushing Daisuke's shoulder back. "It's O.K. Daisuke. You've been in the hospital for 5 days." He said. Daisuke looked at the ceiling.

"5 days? Why?" He asked. Takeru frowned.

"Don't you remember? Those guys beat you up for talking to Hikari! They nearly killed you!" He exclaimed.

"Oh yeah..." Daisuke mumbled.

"Look Daisuke. I'm really sorry about those guys. I mean, they just don't seem to get the hint that I don't like Hikari."

"Did you send them after me?" Daisuke asked, training his eyes on the ceiling.

"What the hell? No way would I ever do that!" Takeru exclaimed.

"Then I guess you have nothing to be sorry for." Takeru looked at his friend thoughtfully. He was almost sure Daisuke would have yelled at him somehow. Yet, he just laid there, staring at the ceiling.

"Are you mad at me?" Takeru asked.

"For saving my life? I guess if I was suicidal, I would hate you forever. I'm not, but if you want me to be I will." Silence.

"You know I meant the last part sarcastically? Have a little humour Takeru."

"You know my name?" Takeru asked. Daisuke rolled his eyes.

"No shit I know your name. I'm not completely stupid. It was just kind of funny to see how P.O'ed you could get." Takeru chuckled.

"How come you're all sentimental all of the sudden Dai?"

"Must be the drugs. Maybe I'm still too weak. Don't call me Dai unless you want your own bed beside mine." Takeru smiled weakly, as did Daisuke.

"Do the others know I'm here?"

"I don't think so. I wasn't sure if you wanted everyone to know you wound up in a hospital. Although the teachers do know. I couldn't exactly say you had just disappeared off the face of the planet." Daisuke didn't reply.

"OHMYGOSH!ICAN'TBELIEVEIT!!!!IASKEDTHETEACHERWHEREYOUWEREBECAUSEYOUHAVEN'TBEENINCLASSFORAFEWDAYSANDIWASWONDERINGWHEREYOUWENTANDSHESAIDTOTHEHOSPITALANDIGOTSOFREAKEDBECAUSEFORSOMEREASONITHOUGHTYOUHADTRIEDSUICIDEANDIHOPEYOUHAVEN'TBECAUSETHENI'DHAVETOSMACKYOUAROUNDANDWHYDIDN'TYOUTELLMETAKERU!?"

A girl in a red jacket with purple hair came screeching into the room, nearly kicking down the door and started crying. The two boys raised there eyes.

"Um, there there it's O.K.?" Takeru asked, looking to Daisuke for help. Daisuke shrugged.

"Do you even know what she said?" Takeru mouthed.

"Didn't catch a word. Of course, it was just one big long one." Dai mouthed back.

"WAA!!!!!!!! Daisuke!" Miyako yelled as she went and gave him a big hug. Daisuke's eyes went wide with pain. He couldn't speak.

"Miyako! You're hurting him!" Takeru yelled, trying to pry the distressed girl away from him. Miyako sniffed and let go.

"I'm so sorry Daisuke. I guess I got a little carried away. So what happened?" She asked. Takeru relayed the story for her. She gasped.

"Oh my god! poor Daisuke!" Daisuke sighed.

"Well, when he tells it like THAT then of course it sounds bad. But here's how I make it sound good. I was talking with the fair maiden Hikari, when we went along our separate paths. The jealous suitors got really P.O'ed and decided to attack the brave knight. I fought and fought for the fair maidens honour, but it wasn't enough. They wanted me dead. So, with my last breath before I blacked out, I said 'Damn you Hikari. Why'd you have to go and win the Ms. USA pageant? Which is weird, considering she doesn't even live in the same continent as the US but let me finish my story. So anyway, then the fair maidens soul mate came by and decided to take pity upon the poor brave knight, and brought him to the rehab clinic where after 4 days he got over his alcohol problem and on the fifth he was brought to the hospital where the doctors conducted evil experiments on him and he because Frankenstine 2 and went out and destroyed Japan, but then destroyed the world and took over and-" Miyako and I were in flat out laughter by that time.

"Hey! Shut up! I am trying to tell the fairy tale of the century." Daisuke sniffed.

"First of all, Hikari and I are not soul mates. I happen to know that she likes someone else. Second of all, how do you know I brought you here?" Daisuke shrugged.

"Intuition. So, Takeru. Spill the beans. Who does Hikari like?" Takeru got a mischievous smile on his face.

"I'm not going to tell you guys. In know you'd blab it out to the entire school and Hikari would be so embarrassed."

"Well, is it one of the digidestined?" Miyako asked, tapping her forehead for some odd reason. Takeru smiled and nodded.

"Is it one of the boys?" She asked.

"Uh uh. I'm not giving out any more info then I think you need to know." Daisuke rolled his eyes.

"Like I needed to know she had a crush of one of the digidestined- oh. Now I know who it is." He smiled a smile identical to Takeru's.

"Who is it?!" Miyako demanded, looking back and fourth between the two boys frantically. The two smiled at each other.

"You'll find out." Daisuke replied. Miyako put on her pouting face. They laughed. Then a nurse walked in.

"Daisuke Motamiya?" The nurse asked. Daisuke nodded. "I'm sorry to say this but your parents cannot be reached and neither can your contact." Daisuke slapped his forehead.

"My parents are on a cruise and Jun is in China visiting with her pen pal. My parents should be back in about 2 weeks, and my sister in about 1 week." The nurse looked down at her clip board.

"Well, I'm sorry to say something needs to happen. You're being released tomorrow and you have to have somewhere to go, or have someone move in with you temporarily. It would have been fine if you had just gotten a couple of scratches but someone needs to be there 24/7." The nurse said.

There was silence. "I'll do it." Takeru said finally. Everyone looked at him. He shrugged. I'll move in with Dai until his sister gets back. I don't think he wants to spend his sick days at my house, and I'm pretty sure Miyakos parents wouldn't want him over with her, so I'll do it." Daisuke wanted to protest, but he just sighed.

"Fine." He mumbled. The nurse nodded.

"I take it you're the same age as Daisuke here, so I think that'll be O.K." Daisuke wanted to scream. 7 unrequited days of torture. There WAS no god!

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O.K. Here we are. Yeah.Uh huh. O.K., I am going to finish this whether anyone likes it or not. ::people start screaming:: ::sweatdrops:: Well, O.K, if you dislike it that much, you don't exactly have to read it. Seriously. I'm going to do a chapter for each day, so there should be about 9 chapters in all.

Also, I have a contest on some of you may be interested in. It's a 'be-nice-to-Daisuke' contest. No hentai, lime O.K., I will read any couplings with him, excuse Daimi, ::Daisuke/Mimi:: you can enter something you've already posted, it has to be in by May 15, it can have parts as long as its in in time, and that's about it. Winner gets any fic of his/her choice from me. Anything besides Mimatos, Michis, Mikeru and Daimis. Sorry, I just don't think Mimi should be with any of them! I'll do yaois or ones with no romance in them at all. Whatever you want. Also, you can kill Daisuke, make him commit suicide, homicide, whatever you want. People just have to miss him.

Then, I have an odd couples contest. Basically, write a story about a weird couple like Taiken, Takeru/Jyou ::whatever that would be:: whatever. Just no Mikeru and Daimis, as stated above. Everything that applies above are the rules.

If you have questions, leave it in the reviews and I'll respond. Thanks! Have a good whatever it is when your reading this!

Lilac