Last Time: After numerous efforts, TK STILL couldn't get the tickets from Matt. And it didn't get any better when Kari found him. Meanwhile, Davis has regrouped and gathered outside the Odaiba Arena in a last ditch effort to get some tickets. But…why did he have Veemon Digivolve to ExVeemon?


The Rock Show: Part 5


The coast was clear and now was the time to move. Davis was now fully in disguise for the endeavor ahead. He wore a pair of his sister's blue jeans, torn at the knees, of course, and a ripped yellow tank top. He had a yellow headband (one of his sister's) on his head…along with his goggles. And behind him…came ExVeemon…who Davis ALSO had disguised.

Davis had ExVeemon wearing one of Jun's long, OVERSIZED, and ripped leather pants and an EXTREMELY OVERSIZED yellow tank top, just like his partner's. And ExVeemon also had a yellow headband on his head. He had a total rock star look, which was the look Davis was going for.

Now that they both looked the part, Davis headed towards the backstage area…where they were met up by security.

"Hold it," the guard said. "Who are you…and THIS thing supposed to be?"

"Ahem…who am we?" Davis repeated in an EXTREMELY fake Australian accent. "You're saying you don't recognize this future superstar behind me?"

Davis waved a hand over towards ExVeemon…who was flexing his muscles in various poses.

"He looks like he has to go to the bathroom," the guard remarked.

"I'm POSING, wiseguy!" ExVeemon growled.

"I've never seen you around before," the guard said suspiciously. "You certainly look very…BIG…and WEIRD. What's your name?"

Davis hadn't thought that far ahead. The guard had a list in his hands, so he obviously knew who was supposed to go in and who wasn't.

But ExVeemon made up a name anyway. "They call me Blue. But the whole name is Blue Mon Group."

"Blue Mon Group?" the guard repeated skeptically. "Then shouldn't there be more of you? As in…a group of you?"

"I'm going for irony here," ExVeemon said. "Rock stars do it all the time."

Davis couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't make up such good stories if he tried.

"They do?" the guard asked.

"Of course they do!" ExVeemon answered. "When you see Ben Folds Five, there really isn't FIVE of them, are there? When you see the Backstreet Boys, they really aren't BOYS, are they? When you see Linkin Park, you really don't see anyone named LINCOLN there, do you? When you see Alien Ant Farm, they really aren't ALIEN ANTS, are they?"

The guard, obviously confused, just shrugged and searched the list. "I don't see any Blue Mon Group on the list."

"Maybe you ought to check harder!" ExVeemon argued. "I'm a future superstar, you know!"

Davis shook his head. ExVeemon looked to be getting TOO into this. Davis would have to remind him later that it was just an act.

"Did you say FUTURE superstar?" the guard asked. "You must be one of those amateurs Carson wanted. I guess I can let you two in."

The guard stepped aside, letting Davis and ExVeemon step inside. Davis almost couldn't believe it really worked. He was actually getting backstage. And it wouldn't be long before he had those tickets. Of course, ExVeemon had his problems. He was WAY too big, so he had to duck as he walked through the backstage area, making sure his wings didn't scratch the walls.

"How could they try and deny ME entry?" ExVeemon huffed. "I'm gonna be famous, you know."

Davis stopped ExVeemon to whisper in his hear. "You DO know you're not really a rock star, right?"

ExVeemon shook his head. "That's what all the critics say. They never appreciate true talent until they watch that talent go platinum! I'll prove those critics wrong someday!"

Davis slapped his forehead. It just all went in one ear and out the other for the champion Digimon. But Davis had plenty of time later to bring ExVeemon back to reality. Now was the time to mingle…and get tickets. But before Davis could get very far, he saw a bunch of cameras all gathering around one man, who looked like he was about to go on the air.

"And we're on in 5…4…3…2…"

"Welcome back to our pre-game special, I'm Carson Daly and we're here backstage at the Odaiba Arena in beautiful Odaiba, Japan where the TRL International Tour will roll on. There are so many big name bands here that there are just too many to list. It should just be a TREMENDOUS show.

"Now we hear all about the big name bands that are set to perform, but also here tonight are a few amateurs who are hoping to make a name for themselves tonight. What I want to do right now is see if I can find one of them and get a word…oh…I see we found one. A…freakishly LARGE one!"

Carson Daly was looking directly…at Davis and ExVeemon. The MTV VJ walked over and calmly stood right by the huge champion Digimon.

"You must be one of the amateurs performing tonight. A very BIG amateur. Unique, too. I have to admit, it's a NICE style. And…what's your name?"

ExVeemon confidently took the microphone. "They call me Blue Mon Group and I'm a superstar in the making! Check THIS out!"

Davis sweatdropped as ExVeemon went back to his 'unique' posing and flexing…while trying not to knock anything down.

"Definitely got the mannerisms down," Carson chuckled. "Now when we come back, we'll talk to some of the other bands performing tonight. You don't want to miss it. We'll come to Odaiba after a few words…right here on MTV."

"And we're clear!"

Carson turned around and felt one of the huge blue muscles on ExVeemon. "This is a VERY unique style. I don't know a lot of rock stars that wear costumes like this. I see the whole blue costume, the wings, and the horn. I must say, it all feels VERY real. This is the kind of look that could take the future music world by storm. I mean…if we can have animated bands like The Gorillaz, then why can't we have costumed stars…like Blue Mon Group? You've got to come down to New York sometime for TRL. I'd love to have you."

"You'll have to talk to my agent," ExVeemon said calmly.

Davis saw his opportunity. "Which is ME, Davis Motomiya! I'm Blue Mon Group's agent!"

Carson shook Davis' hand. "Oh, it's nice to meet you, Davis. As I was saying, I really like your client's style. I don't know what it is…but he's got a certain aura about him. Something out of this world."

"You can say that again," Davis muttered.

"Huh?"

"Oh…nothing," Davis continued in his fake accent. "Anyway, we can arrange for Ex…I mean, Blue Mon Group's trip to New York. But…I'll have to ask for something in return. I'm afraid it'll require…two front row seats to tonight's show."

Carson thought about that. "Two tickets? Well…I wouldn't want to pass up an opportunity like this. Tell me one thing, big guy. How did you get so big? I mean, that's amazing! Do you put lifts on those shoes? Is it a part of the costume?"

"No way!" ExVeemon shrugged. "This is all natural!"

What Davis couldn't believe through all this was that Carson was BUYING this whole thing. Anyone else would have realized that ExVeemon wasn't human and would have gone running. Davis was starting to feel proud of himself. He had disguised him better than he thought.

"Ok…I see…anyway, I'll certainly see what I can do," Carson replied. "But I'm sure we won't have a problem. You've got a deal. I'll tell you what…why don't you go and look around, meet some of the bands, while I go get those tickets?"

ExVeemon nodded. "Sounds good, Larson!"

Davis elbowed him in the ribs. "Carson."

"Carson! We'll be around if you need us!"

With that pleasant exchange done, Carson Daly walked down the hall with his entourage and cameramen, leaving Davis and ExVeemon…free in the backstage area. Davis felt victorious. He had what he was looking for. He would soon have those tickets in his hands. But in the meantime, it was a good time to explore.

So Davis led ExVeemon through the backstage area.


TK kept looking through his closet. He didn't find anything other than what he usually wore. So he just took out his usual and put it on. And of course, he finished the ensemble with his trademark white hat.

He had spent days trying to get those two tickets out of Matt without any success. TK had felt like such a failure. And then he remembered Kari finding him on the sidewalk. And she gave him the best news he had heard in a long time.

Kari…had gotten two tickets herself. And she chose to take TK.

TK quickly got ready to go and walked over to the door. Much to his surprise…when he opened it…he saw Kari already there, ready to ring the doorbell.

Kari sweatdropped. "Well…I guess I don't use doorbells that much anyway. Are you ready to go?"

TK stepped out. "Of course! Let's go!"

This made TK feel a lot better about a lot of things. He always used to go out with Kari as friends, but things got a little shaky between them lately. Especially with TK wanting to come out with his true feelings. He was starting to see Kari as more than just a friend now. But things were definitely complicated. Especially when it came to…

"Kari…can I ask you something?"

"Sure, TK. What is it?"

"After everything that's happened lately…why did you decide to take ME to the concert and not…you know…Davis?"

Kari stopped in her tracks. "Because I know Davis. He'll completely misinterpret this and think it's a date. You…don't think it's a date…do you?"

"Uh…no, NO…of course not!" TK stammered. "Just friends…right?"

Kari giggled. "Right. I know you aren't likely to mistake a night out as friends as a date."

"Oh…of course not."

"Besides…you're my best friend, TK. Of course I'd think of you first!"

TK smiled…but inside, he wasn't totally assured. Kari said it herself. She saw TK as her best FRIEND. TK really wanted to be more than just a friend to Kari.

But he was willing to look past everything on this night. TK wanted to just enjoy this concert…with his best friend. He couldn't wait to get to the arena.

It was going to be an unforgettable night.


Davis had just about lost all patience at this point. Not only had Carson Daly NOT come back with those two tickets yet, but now he had lost ExVeemon. ExVeemon had wandered off and Davis was left all alone in the backstage area. Davis looked around everywhere for his champion Digimon, but found nothing.

This was the worst thing that could have happened. The show was about to start. It was way too late to call Kari at this point. Davis had lost. Kari wouldn't be seeing U2 on this night and that broke Davis' heart. He wished he could find some way to make up for it.

"So…tell me one more thing. I never understood the name of the band. How could you not confuse people with that name? I know *I* was confused when I first heard it back when I was a rookie."

Davis recognized that familiar voice. It was ExVeemon.

"But I thought you WERE a rookie, Blue Mon Group. I mean, sure you're freakishly large and you have a VERY unusual costume, but you certainly don't sound like you have much experience in the music industry."

Davis couldn't place that other voice, however. It certainly sounded familiar. And that's when ExVeemon rounded the corner…with a very famous rock star.

"Ah, here's my agent!" ExVeemon grinned. "Davis, I'd like to meet my new pal…uh…what's your name again?"

"Bono."

"Oh yeah! Bono!"

Davis was frozen in his tracks. ExVeemon had no idea what to make of his partner's shock, but Davis knew that he was standing in front of a living legend. He was standing in front of U2's Bono.

"Y-Y-Y-You're…THE Bono!"

"I tend to get that a lot," Bono grinned. "So you're Blue Mon Group's agent? I must say, he certainly LOOKS like he has potential. He's got the look. He's FREAKISHLY large. He's got a really cool costume, that you could almost SWEAR was real. And he's definitely got…the mannerisms."

As Bono said that, ExVeemon broke out in another round of posing.

"If he can sing as good as he can pose, you might have something special in that client of yours."

ExVeemon blinked. "Sing? Who said anything about singing?"

Davis shook his head. Obviously, ExVeemon was just starting to realize that there was more to being a rock star than having 'the look'.

Bono extended the hand of friendship to ExVeemon. "I wish you all the luck in the world, Blue Mon Group. But I have be get ready for my performance tonight. You should probably think about getting ready, too."

Davis suddenly got another idea. The time for getting those tickets had passed…but now Davis was getting a whole new idea. He thought of something else he could do for Kari.

"Um…Mr. Bono? Before you go…could you do a favor for an agent on the rise…and for a guy in love?"

Bono thought about that. "Hmm…what would I have to do?"

Davis led Bono down the hall…leaving ExVeemon behind. "Let's go to your dressing room and we'll talk about it…"


Next Time: TK and Kari go to the concert together. But meanwhile…Davis tries to get Bono to do him a favor. So what happens next time? Come back and find out!


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