Ever wonder why Ken is always portrayed in official pics with his hand in his pocket, and why he was so hesitant to jogress with Daisuke after that first time?...well, here's my theory...



Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon...and I'm sure that Ken's happy that I don't...for various reasons...



Ken-chan no Problem (Ken's Problem)

*yammer, yammer, hum, hum...drone, drone, blab, blab...*

It was on /that/ day that Ken decided that he would have to keep his hair long for the rest of his life.

*murmur, murmur...whoosh, whoosh...*

It was a normal day in the life of Ken Ichijouji...well, as normal as it gets for a digidestined, and he was going to meet up with his fellow digidestined. Making sure everything was in place, he stepped out of Odaiba train station, and headed towards Odaiba Elementary School.

*whisper, whisper...laugh, laugh...*

As he walked, he wondered if anyone else had this same particular problem he was currently experiencing...

*garble, garble...I wonder where...blah, blah...went...*

He turned into the schoolyard and went straight to the computer lab.

"Yo, Ken! What's up? How's my partner doing today?...You seem tired. Get enough sleep?..."

The questions were being launched at him at such a furious rate that Ken wasn't sure that he would be able to answer even one of them, if and when the barrage stopped. Thankfully, Miyako stopped Daisuke's questioning by getting them back on task.

*whoosh, whoosh...Let's see...tonight's dinner...buzz, buzz....*

So as the afternoon progressed into evening,

*chuckle, chuckle...How can I...sniffle, sniffle...drat...*

Daisuke made an observation...

"Hey, Ken...why do you always have your hand in your pocket?...what do you got in there? Can I see? I bet it's something pretty cool!..."

Ken quickly cut him off before Daisuke turned this into another round of twenty questions. "That's a secret, Daisuke. Maybe one day you'll learn what's it is that I have in my pocket. Until then, please don't ask any more questions."

"Ok...so anyway..."

*babble, babble...squeak, squeak...*

The day ended, and as Ken was getting ready to go to bed, he reached into his pocket, and took out his secret little thing. He pushed the stop button on it, pushed his long hair back and sighed as he took the little wireless ear buds out of his ears.

*GARGLE, GARGLE...SURE WAS A GREAT DAY! GOT SO MUCH DONE...I STILL WONDER WHAT KEN HAS IN THAT POCKET OF HIS...SIGH, SIGH...*

...and a single frustrated yell resounded throughout the Tamachi sky. "Doesn't Daisuke ever stop talking?!?!"



ok...my first attempt at a humor ficlet...hope it sort of made sense and I really hope it was funny...but in case you don't get what I was attempting to say.../that/ day refers to the day that Daisuke and Ken first jogress...cause ever since that day, Ken could hear Daisuke's subconscious...and boy is it noisy... ^_^ As much as Daisuke talks, his subconscious talks even more...so in order to drown out that excess sound, Ken has to listen to music...thus the little mp3 player, which he's adjusting for volume and song in his pocket, and the wireless headphones...and his long hair is there to hide those little headphones...@_@;; and that is also why Ken was so hesitant about jogressing with Daisuke ever again after that first time...