As Friday reached its twilight, Davis and Yolei were killing time at Yolei's place. Yolei's family went out for the night to be part of the live audience for their favorite program, "Iron Chef." Since Yolei couldn't go with them, Davis decided to be a gentleman and keep Yolei company.

Yolei didn't hesitate to accept Davis into her home.

After looking through the TV Guide, Davis and Yolei argued about what program to watch. Davis wanted to watch the boxing championship match between Mike Tyson and Lennox Lewis while Yolei wanted to watch "City of Angels," a romance film about an angel who fell in love with a woman.

"Come on, Yolei! This is like the match of the century! I just gotta watch Tyson beat the crap out of Lewis! I can see it now: knockout in the 4th round! He'll give him a left, and a right! And a-"

"I don't think so, Davis. I don't see any point of watching two brutes beat the tar out of each other. I'd rather watch that gorgeous Nicholas Cage and Meg Ryan hit it off! It's soooo romantic!"

"Okay, how about this! Let's flip a coin. Heads: Tyson vs. Lewis. Tails: that romance stuff. Here we go!"

Davis took out his coin and flipped it into the air. Soon, the coin landed on his hand.

Heads, it is.

"YES! Time to watch Tyson deliver a can of 100% Whoopass on Lewis! I'll get the popcorn ready" Davis said with excitement. As Davis rushed into the kitchen, Yolei folded her arms, pouting.

"I'd rather get a barf-bag," Yolei blurted.

*****

As the lights were out, Davis and Yolei were sitting on the sofa and watching the main event on her 40-inch screen television set. On the table was a king-size load of buttered popcorn and a couple or large-sized Pepsi Colas. Davis was munching on the popcorn and drinking down his Pepsi, feeling excitement rush through his veins as Tyson and Lewis were beating each other to a pulp in the 9th Round.

"COME ON, TYSON! DON'T LET THAT BRIT BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF YA!" Davis shouted. Yolei, resting her head on her left hand, nibbled one popcorn at a time.

"Man, this is just as exciting as watching a pencil get sharpened," Yolei said to herself quietly. On the screen, Tyson cornered Lewis and delivered a barrage of hooks and uppercuts to Lewis' head. Seeing Lewis not retaliating much, Davis suddenly got up.

" 'AD A BOY, TYSON! KNOCK HIM OUT! KNOCK HIM OUT!!!" Davis bursted. As Tyson delivered a right uppercut to Lewis' head, Lewis hit the floor and showed no sign of movement. The referee gave Lewis the 10-count, and Davis was counting with him.

Yolei knew Davis was the energetic type, but she never seen him this energetic.

...8....9....10!

As the ref signaled the end of the fight, Davis cheered like never before. Feeling so proud of his idol, Davis picked up Yolei off her feet and had her spin all around the room with him. Letting out a gasp, Yolei was amazed by his strength.

"IT'S A MIRACLE! TYSON'S THE CHAMP! TYSON'S THE CHAMPION!!" Davis shouted with glee. When Davis put Yolei back on her feet, Davis closed his eyes and gave her a big hug. As Yolei felt Davis' body press against his, she felt something wonderful about his touch.

There's that feeling again, when we were helping to repair the Digiworld 3 years ago. He feels... so warm... more solid... so.... nice... Yolei thought to herself. As Davis was about to let her go, he felt Yolei's arms wrap around his waist and her head resting on his shoulder.

"I'm... I'm happy, too" Yolei whispered into Davis' ear, closing her eyes and smiling as she felt his heart beat against her chest.

"Yolei... are you feelin' okay? You're acting pretty weird on me," Davis said. Realizing what she was doing, Yolei quickly took her arms off of Davis.

"Uh, I just realized something. I have to... TO FEED MY FISH! I'll be right back!" Yolei rushed upstairs at maximum speed, hoping Davis didn't see her blush.

"Uh... yeah." Davis said, folding his arms and raising an eyebrow as he watched Yolei sprint upstairs. He knew that neither she nor the rest of her family own any fish.

Some time later, as Yolei turned the lights on, Davis checked his watch and realized it was time to head home.

"Thanks for letting me come over, Yolei. I think DemiVeemon's beginning to miss me. Maybe we can do this again some other time," Davis said.

"THAT WOULD BE FANTASTIC!! I- I mean,
cool." Yolei said. Davis smiled at her. Yolei opened the door for Davis, smiling back.

"Thanks, Yolei. See you whenever," Davis said. Saying his goodbyes, Davis walked out the door. As Yolei closed the door, she leaned her back against it. She smiled and wrapped her arms around herself, imagining Davis embracing her.

"If only... if only you could hold me again..."


*****

T.K. paced back and forth, waiting for Kari's call. Feeling his heart thumping against his chest, T.K. rubbed his hands nervously.

"T.K., just calm down. It's not like you're about to become a father or something," Patamon said.

"I can't calm down, Patamon! I'm waiting for perhaps the most important phone-call in my lifetime!" T.K said, still pacing.

"T.K., what is it that makes you act so luvvy-dubby over Kari, anyway? I'm curious," Patamon asked. T.K. began to slow down and stop.

"Well, she's outgoing and she's really down-to-earth. I can't stand girls who just act the way people see her fit. I prefer girls who are true to themselves, and no girl can do it better than Kari. Not only that, but she's also pretty damn hot!" T.K. answered. T.K. took another look at the phone.

No ring. Once again, his pacing sped up.

"Oh, man! What if she doesn't like me at all? What if she found someone better than me? What if-"

Riiiiiiing. Riiiiiiiiing.

T.K. froze where he stood and nervously stared at the phone. As the fourth ring echoed through his room, T.K. quickly picked up the phone.

"He.. hello?" T.K. asked shakily. Feeling a sweatdrop pour down his forehead, he heard Kari's voice.

"/Hi, T.K.! Guess what? We can do it! We can go out tomorrow night!/"

"AWRIGHT! What did you tell your folks to convince them?" T.K. asked.

"/Oh, I didn't have to sweet-talk them or anything. They feel they can trust me, so they gave me the 'go'./"

"Hey, Kari! Let's go the the Mishima Theatre! It's one of the best theatres in the city!"

"/Okay, T.K. I'll have my brother, Tai, drive us there. Since the movie will start at 7 p.m., we'll pick you up at 6:30. I can't wait to see you again,/" Kari said. Those words made T.K. feel warm all over.

"I hope to see you soon, too. Goodnight, Kari!"

"/Goodnight... T.K./" As they both hung up the phones, T.K. leaped into the air and let out great joy!

"YEEE-HAAWWWW!! Patamon, history's about to take place!" T.K. announced, tossing his hat happily.

"Hey, T.K. I know what song you're gonna play in your mind when you see Kari tomorrow," Patamon said, trying poorly to not giggle. That made T.K. grow a big question mark over his head.

"... what song... do you think I'd play in my head?" T.K. asked, not liking what Patamon's answer will be. Patamon cleared his voice.

"I don't see nothin' wroooooong!!
With a little bump 'n grind!!
I don't see nothin' wrong!
I don't see nothin' wrong!"

Gasping out of embarrassment, T.K. picked up his pillow and bashed it into Patamon for singing a verse from R. Kelly. Laughing, Patamon picked up his own pillow and smashed it onto T.K.'s head. Laughing together, T.K. and Patamon had a good pillow fight all night.

*****


Davis entered his room and closed the door, hoping no one at home would see DemiVeemon inside. DemiVeemon leaped into Davis' arms, happy to see his human friend again.

"Hiya, Davis! How was your stay with Yolei?" Demiveemon asked. Letting Demiveemon ride on his shoulder, Davis walked to his dresser to get ready his night-wear.

"It was kind of strange. Yolei was acting pretty weird around me," Davis said. As he looked down on the floor, he saw a newspaper with the Mishima Theatre film schedule. Davis picked it up and read it while sitting on his bed.

"Hmmm... it says there's a rereleased movie called What Women Want. I GOT AN IDEA!! I'LL WATCH THE MOVIE, AND WHEN I'M DONE, I'LL KNOW WHAT KARI WANTS!! And she'll be aaaaalllll mine..." Davis said, rubbing his hands and pretended to laugh like a villain. Davis looked through the paper again.

"Let's see... What Women Want... Saturday night at 7:15 at the Mishima Theatre. That's tomorrow! I'M THERE!"

"Hey, Davis! Can I come along?"

"Sorry, DemiVeemon. You're a tad too young for a movie like that."

"Aw, man!"

As Davis got into his sleep-wear and snuggled into bed with DemiVeemon, Davis imagined himself having a waltz with Kari in the stars...


... to be continued.