*Welcome back everyone. I hope you all enjoyed reading the first part. Now this part is going to be a little...strange. I guess you all are wondering "how" exactly. Well, I'll tell ya. Matt is a tad bit OOC for this part, not to mention heavy Taito hinting and obsessing. Okay, so he's more than just a "tad" bit OOC. He's a lot OOC. lol So now that you all know what to expect of the handsome, Yamato, don't ask, but feel free to comment on him after reading this. I just couldn't resist doing this and thanks to my buddy, DavidAP, I probably wouldn't have been able to come up with more stuff since he helped to inspire me so much for it. lol. Now, as always, I do not own anything dealing with Digimon, period.*

Part 2: The Advice of Ishida!

17-year-old Ishida Yamato, heartthrob of Odaiba High and lead singer of the group, the Teen-Age Wolves, was sitting in the apartment that he shared with his father. The boy frowned in disgust at how sloppy his father's housekeeping was and he hated cleaning up after him, but he did so anyway. Yamato had just finished cleaning up the entire apartment, their kitchen being the worse. Mr. Ishida had to work for the day, so Yamato had the entire place to himself. Right now, the boy was resting up from doing all of the housework once again.

"Rest and relaxation at last," the boy smiled as he sank down into the couch.

He wasn't able to relax for long, though, since he heard a knock on the front door.

"Why does this always happen," the boy muttered in annoyance. "I never get to rest and when I am about to, something happens which keeps me from relaxing, like rabid fan girls who stalk me on a daily basis! At least Jun has stopped, though."

There was another knock on the door. Yamato was growing a bit more annoyed.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," the boy shouted out in an obvious, annoyed tone.

He opened the door and shouted, "What do you want!?!" Yamato really didn't care who it was. With school, his band, the many fans, and the cleaning, he was pretty stressed out.

Yamato, who was expecting to see some rabid fan, was surprised to find an actual friend of his. Standing at his door was a tall, blue haired boy.

"Oh, Jou, what do ya know," the boy said while sweatrdopping. "I didn't mean to shout."

"That's okay," the older boy said, not wanting to know why Yamato was in such a bad mood.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you just now," the boy apologized.

"If you want me to go, I can leave," Jou insisted.

"No way, come on in!"

Jou entered the apartment and took a seat on the couch while Yamato went to the kitchen to get himself something to drink.

"Do you want anything," Yamato asked.

Jou shook his head.

"Suit yourself," the boy said, pouring himself a glass of water.

After he got himself his drink, he sat across from Jou.

"So, what brings you by?"

Jou ran his hand through his long, blue hair nervously. No one knew of his crush on Mimi and he wasn't so sure if he should tell anyone that he did.

"Well?"

"Well, I sorta need some advice," the boy responded quietly.

"Advice," the blonde haired boy asked in confusion. "What kind of advice?"

"About girls," Jou said in a quick manner and a low tone.

"I can't hear you," Yamato informed him.

"About girls," Jou said, raising his voice slightly.

"C'mon Jou! You are going to have to do better than that," the boy said, while cupping his hand around his right ear. "Speak up!"

"I SAID I NEED ADVICE ABOUT GIRLS," Jou shouted, which caused Yamato to fall over.

The boy turned red in the face from nervousness and quieted down again.

"You didn't have to shout," Yamato argued, while trying to get the hearing back in his right ear.

"Sorry," the boy apologized.

"That's okay," Yamato said. He picked himself up and sat himself back down like he was before Jou shouted. "So what exactly do you need to know?"

"I sort of want a girl to notice me," he explained. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time now, but I never had the courage to until now." He sighed. "Too bad I don't know anything about girls, which is why I need some help and advice. Will you help me, Yamato-kun?"

Yamato gave Jou an arrogant smirk and ran his hand through his mousse and gel infested hair.

"You came to the right place my friend!"

The room suddenly went dark, as a spotlight shined down on the handsome, blonde haired boy. He had an extra, twinkly smile and held a rose with his hair blowing in the wind, which it really wasn't since there's so much mousse and hair gel in it. A group of girls from out of nowhere were screaming out his name as well. He looked as if he were at a photo shoot posing as the current year's sexiest bachelor.

"Huh?"

"I know everything about girls and they all love me," Yamato said, still in the same exact pose with the rose and the blowing wind that was blowing from out of nowhere to make him look even cuter.

"Yes, of course. All of the girls love you," Jou said in a sarcastic manner while rolling his eyes.

The boy quit with the cocky attitude and decided to help out his friend and everything went back to normal.

"So what makes the girls like you so much?"

"My devilishly handsome good looks," Yamato said, posing, holding the rose again.

"Oh brother," the older boy muttered.

Yamato got serious again and went back to giving his advice.

"I have only one word for you my friend that will get all of the girls to notice you," Yamato smiled.

"And that would be?"

"Music!"

"Music?" Jou asked.

Yamato nodded as the scene changes just like it did before. Only this time, Jou and Yamato ends up in the back of a big white limo.

"What the..." Jou started. "Where'd all of this stuff come from? How did we get here?"

The boy then notices Yamato's wardrobe.

"What the heck are you wearing!?!"

Yamato was wearing a big white hat, white pants, white boots, and a big white fur coat. Right now, he looked like a male, pimp, cowgirl version of Madonna, minus his hair of course. The Limo was filled with other guys as well. Who knows who they were. Jou was literally scared of Yamato's imagination right now as the Limo started to pull off into the night on the weird looking streets of Las Vegas. How they ended up in Vegas, or the limo in general, who knows. :-p

All of a sudden music started to play, but not just any music, but music. Madonna's song, "Music."

"We are going to show Jou here a good time," Yamato giggled playfully.

Jou was trying to throw himself out of the limo, but he couldn't since his way was blocked off by all of the other guys in the limo. Besides, the limo was moving and no matter how tempted Jou was to actually overlook that tiny fact, he didn't want to get himself hurt or injured.

Yamato and the other guys in the limo were all moving to the music and dancing in their seats as Yamato started to sing, slightly different lyrics of course...

Hey DJ Taichi,
Put a record on
I want to dance for you, baby!!!

"But Taichi isn't here.." Jou said, hoping it would discourage Yamato from singing or dancing anymore. He really didn't think about what Yamato said in reference to Taichi.

"He should be," Yamato muttered to himself. "What does he see in Sora anyway..."

The boy dismissed his thoughts and went back to his singing. The limo moved on an on as everyone continued to have a good time, all accept for Jou that is. He wanted out.

"How is this going to help me," Jou shouted over the music and Yamato's singing. "You are sitting here acting all carefree and relaxed!"

"You see my friend," Yamato smiled, "that is a part of it. You need to calm down and unwind before approaching a girl."

He went back to dancing in his seat to the music. The limo stopped eventually and Jou thought that this nightmare he was trapped in was over, but he didn't know how wrong he was. Yamato and all of the guys got out of the limo, but Jou kept his seat. He didn't like the looks of the building that the limo had stopped in front of. It looked like the perfect place to get into a lot of trouble and that was the last thing he wanted.

"I am not getting out," Jou said, crossing his arms.

"Oh no you don't," Yamato said, holding his pimp, cowgirl hat down on his head from the blowing wind. "You are here to have fun and believe me, this will do it!"

Jou didn't like the sound of that, but he still kept his ground, refusing to get out.

"Guys, get him out of there," Yamato told them.

They went into the limo and dragged Jou out, who was kicking and screaming that he wanted to go home, which didn't help him any. ^^

"Calm down Jou," Yamato said as they all entered the flashy looking building.

They forced Jou to sit down in one of the chairs. Jou looked as if he were going to hyperventilate being in such an unfamiliar place.

"I will calm down as soon as you tell me what I am doing here," Jou demanded.

"You will soon see," the blonde haired boy smirked.

Jou looked around and noticed that the place was filled with women, not counting Yamato and his group of friends that just showed up.

"What is this place," Jou wondered to himself.

Soon as he asked, the same familiar song started to play.

"Not this song again," Jou moaned, putting his head into the palm of his hands.

All of a sudden, Yamato and the other people in the place started to shout as if they were cheering for a performer. Jou decided to lift his head to look at the stage to see what everyone had been looking at. His eyes nearly popped out of his head and his face turned red from embarrassment. On the stage were a bunch of half dressed guys dancing around. It was like he was in a strip club, only a male one. The scariest thing about this club, was that all of the dancers resembled Taichi a lot.

"Take me home, Yamato!!!" the boy screamed. "I don't like your imagination!! What does this have to do with me getting a date!"

The boy smiled at his friend as he watched the dancers. He then started to sing again.

"Well, you know Jou..."

Music makes the people come together
Music makes me and Taichi live as one forever...

"What does music have to do with anything!" the boy shouted. "And why in the world do you keep talking about Taichi!"

The boy kept ignoring Jou as he continued his improvised love song while cheering for all of the "Taichi dancers" and tossing out cash.

Don't think of yesterday, Taichi
And you don't have to go look at that chick
I like to boogie-woogie, with you here
It's like ecstasy, riding with you
And my love for you, never goes away
You touch everything I'm in
I've just Got to have you everyday

"This is scary..." Jou said as one of the dancers came towards him.

"Isn't this fun," Yamato smiled.

"GET THIS GUY AWAY FROM ME!!! GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!!" the boy shouted as he ran out of the club.

"He has to learn how to relax," Yamato sighed as he walked out behind him.

"Stay away from me," Jou screamed. "What on earth made you think that I would want to go to a place with exotic male dancers! I don't have the guts to go to a girl's one!"

"You sure are a party pooper," Yamato smiled. "I was enjoying myself very much!"

"They all looked like Taichi," Jou screamed out in fear.

The older boy then started to mutter, "This isn't happening!" over and over again.

"If you really want to go back, I'll take ya back," Yamato frowned and sighed.

The boy snapped his fingers, and they were right back in Yamato's apartment.

"I need serious therapy," Jou muttered, trying to get the disturbing thought of the Taichi clone, dancing in front of his face. Very close to his face.

"Calm down, Jou," Yamato said, sitting down on the couch.

"I came over here for help and you traumatize me for life," Jou shouted. "How is this going to help me to get Mi...er girls to notice me!"

"Just like I said before," Yamato smiled.

"And that was?"

"Music, makes the people, come together," he repeated.

Jou sweatdropped.

"I'll just go ask somebody else," the boy sighed.

"No, I'm serious," Yamato insisted. "Girls dig music."

"Then why didn't you just say that in the first place instead of scaring me to death!"

"What is wrong with my club?" Yamato asked. "I like it very much. Those dancers looked almost as handsome as me and were very talented in all of the right ways."

"Oh-kay," Jou said, giving Yamato a look like he was crazy.

"Like I said," Yamato started, ignoring Jou's look, "music is what girls like."

"But I'm not a musician."

"Everyone has some musical talent," Yamato insisted.

"If you say so," the older boy sighed.

"I know so," Yamato said. "Can you play any instruments?"

"The boy started to think for a moment when he shouted out, "Yeah! I do know how to play an instrument!"

"That's a start," Yamato smiled. "What instrument can you play?"

"The Triangle!" Jou exclaimed in a proud tone.

Yamato face faulted from the response, but picked himself up quickly.

"Are you serious!" Yamato asked in disbelief. "The Triangle?!?"

"Um, yeah," Jou said, scratching the back of his head. "What's wrong with that?"

"You're a smart guy," the younger boy started, "you figure it out!"

The boy did just that and imagined what it would be like if he were to play the Triangle for the girl he had such a crush on...

Dream World Sequence On>

Jou was imagining himself out in the park with the girl of his dreams. She was sitting on the bench wondering what Jou was about to do for her.

"Hi Mimi-kun," Jou said in a bashful manner.

"Hey Jou-senpai," the girl smiled. "What did you want to show me?"

"I wanted to play a song for you," Jou said in a goofy voice.

"That's, uh, nice," the girl said in an unsure tone. "I had no idea you played an instrument," she said with a smile.

Mimi, who was expecting Jou take out a guitar or something, saw him take out a Triangle with a little stick and started to hit it. The tune of the song was the one she sang to awaken Shogungekomon.

The girl sweatdropped at Jou.

"Um...I just remembered that I have to go ...um...wash my hair. Yeah, that's right!" the girl laughed nervously.

The girl then started to run off.

"See you later," Mimi called as she ran as fast as her two legs could carry her.

"Okay," Jou shouted back. "I'll give you another concert too! I just learned Twinkle Twinkle Little Star!"

"Man, what a nerd," Mimi laughed.

Dream World Sequence Off>

"Okay, okay, I see your point," Jou said. "But there isn't much I can do music wise."

"We could always try singing and getting you a new look."

"Why would I want to get a new look?"

"You can't become a rock star without a new look!"

"Mimi-kun always seemed like the type that would go for J-Pop instead of J-Rock," Jou said to himself.

"Well, are you ready for your new look?" the boy with tons of enthusiasm.

"I guess," Jou said slowly.

"Great!" the boy exclaimed. "This day isn't going to be boring after all!"

"You can help me find a 'new look,' but do not try and put me in those weird clothes you were wearing!"

"Okay, okay, I won't, although..."

"YAMATO!!!"

"Just kidding!"

The boy lead Jou to his room to his wardrobe of clothes, which he never seemed to wear and started to change Jou's clean cut, plain, glasses wearing self, to a Rock & Roll nightmare...