A/N: Here's the second chapter. I'm having fun with this. Okay, so, this chapter is TK's POV, so excuse him if his mind rolls around in the gutter. He tends to do that alot, it seems.
TK: *Evil glare* I do not. You make me.
So? Anyways, we get to see some Takesuke in here! And Ken getting mad, getting chased, and getting sat on! Yay! Enough rambling from me though, read on. Oh, and R/R.
Disclaimer: Don't own Digimon or the characters.
Playstation Wars at TK's House
TK opened the door to his house and smiled when Daisuke tumbled in. Daisuke righted himself and smiled cheerfully at TK, said his usual, "Hey, TK," and went straight to the refrigerator. TK closed the door and followed him, folding his arms behind my head.
"You know, Dai, I should just buy a whole new refrigerator for when you come over."
"Hah, hah, TK," Daisuke responded, his upper body hidden by the refrigerator door. "Hey, have you called Ken?"
"Yeah, I did. He's on his way. I'm surprised he hasn't gotten here yet."
'And also quite glad, to tell the truth,' TK added in his mind, looking over Daisuke's lower half and smiling to himself. 'I'd like to eat *him* instead of-'
"Pickles!"
'-pickles?'
"Oh yeah, I told mom to restock on the pickles, since you love them so much."
TK leaned against the wall, sighing. He watched Daisuke pop the pickle into his mouth and hold it there while he put the pickle container back into the refrigerator and close the door to it.
'I wish I were that pickle,' TK thought, and grinned to himself as he imagined it.
"Hey, TK, your face is all red. What's wrong? You hot?"
TK nearly slid down the wall. "Oh! Yeah, I guess it is hot in here. I'll turn the fan on."
TK quickly walked to the living room and flicked the switch for the fan on, desperately trying to cool his blood down. He groaned and rubbed the side of his head. He had to remember not to think of Daisuke that way when he was in the room. Dai walked past him, singing under his breath, "It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes..."
He watched as the redhead began to dance and willed himself not to look at said redhead's dancing bottom. The doorbell rang and he gratefully went to the door, opening it. His indigo-haired friend smiled at him. "Sorry I'm late. My mom was sleepy, so she took longer to get here than usual."
He moved to the side to let Ken in and grinned. "Hey, don't worry about it."
"Daisuke is already here?" Ken asked, when he heard the boy singing in the living room.
"Yeah, he is," TK replied, rolling his eyes. Ken laughed and walked into the living room, and TK shut the front door and followed him.
Daisuke had already set up the Playstation 2 and was already gripping the first controller. "I called shotgun, but neither of you were here, so you lost your chance," Daisuke said simply, hugging the controller to himself.
Ken laughed and sat beside the redhead. He took the second controller and watched as Daisuke shoved the Super Smash Bros. Melee cartridge into the Playstation. TK plopped down beside Ken reluctantly, wishing he could sit next to Daisuke instead, and took the third controller. He watched as Dai moved through the screens until he got to the character screen, and then they all chose their characters, and Dai picked Random as their stage, the way they always did. The stage came out and they all began playing, trying to beat each other up without falling off of the platforms.
TK was having a hard time concentrating when he kept looking off to the side to watch Daisuke eat his pickle. He forced his mind not to go into the gutter and tried to focus more on the game. He watched as he fell off of the platform again and cursed. He gave Ken the evil eye and Ken grinned at him.
"That's what you get for not paying attention," Ken said, winking at him and going back to the game.
TK's eyes grew to four times their normal size and he sweatdropped, a la anime-style. Had Ken seen him checking Daisuke out? He'd better not have! This time TK made sure he didn't take once glance in Dai's direction and he put all of his attention into the game displayed on the TV screen. He knocked Ken off of the platform five times before the timer stopped and the game was over.
"Wow, TK, you really made a comeback," Daisuke said, smiling at him. "But you kept throwing Ken off. You didn't even touch me once! I wanted a little action from you, too, you know."
TK felt himself blushing at that last comment and tried to tell his dirty mind Dai hadn't meant it *that* way, and Ken was rolling on the ground with laughter. TK kicked Ken and Ken kicked back, grinning almost wickedly. TK decided he'd better talk to Ken later and make sure Ken didn't know anything about his secret.
Daisuke was looking at them both oddly. "I suddenly feel as if I've been left out of an inside joke," he said, pouting at them, and TK quickly shook his head while Ken just laughed more.
"No, Dai, you haven't. Really. Ken just, uh, farted. Yeah. Didn't you hear it? Surely you can smell it...unless it's gone already."
Daisuke fell over laughing. "Ken farted, Ken farted, Ken farted," he sang, and Ken gave TK the Mother of all Deathglares.
TK smirked at him and stuck his tongue out, and Ken pointed at him, as if saying, "I'll get you later." TK nodded his head and held his hands up, mock-scared, and then laughed again.
Ken suddenly reached over and disconnected the Playstation, pulling the cord out of the wall. "Hah hah ha!" he said, grinning wildly. "Take that, you fiends! I dare you to laugh at me again!"
He stopped grinning when TK and Dai both began walking towards him, murder written on their faces.
"I just had one more game to go to win the tournament," Dai said, eyes flashing dangerously.
"You could have messed my Playstation or my game up," TK said, fingers twitching like they wanted to get a grip on Ken's throat. Ken carefully backed away into the wall, and then turned and ran through the house, TK and Dai hot on his heels. They chased the boy around the entire house before finally catching him and sitting on him.
Ken sprawled flat on the floor under the weight of them both, groaning in defeat. TK and Dai looked at each other, grinning, both sitting on Ken's back. "So what do you want to do now?" TK asked cheerfully.
Daisuke thought awhile, then replied, "Let's make something to eat."
TK groaned. "Dai, you ate right after you got here, how can you be hungry again?"
Daisuke looked honestly surprised. "You expect me to still be full from that granola bar? You're kidding, right?"
The two boys argued about whether they were going to eat or not, and Ken continued groaning, hoping they would notice him and get off.
"Maybe I shouldn't have disconnected the Playstation," he muttered. "But at least they're both smiling again. Ugh, Dai needs to lose a few pounds. Maybe I can convince him to get off of his See Food Diet."
He groaned again as Daisuke shifted his weight on Ken's back. "Or not."
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Whee! Sorry that chapter was so short. It was very fun to write, though. These three are so silly...hehehe. In the next chapter, I'll be using both TK's and Dai's POV, and you can look for:
1. Tai and Matt being cute and weird. (What? Did you seriously think I'd leave Taito out of this story? *Gasp* How could I?)
2. Daisuke dancing with...a plastic skeleton?
3. A discussion on marijuana, sex, and goats...?!
4. Ken finding out a certain secret about TK. (Yes, *that* secret!)