A/N: It'd been a while since I'd written any of this, so...here you go! In this chapter, Daisuke gets hit with a soccer ball in his no-no place and the gang play Mafia! Wooh, Mafia. The rules are explained during the fic, if you want to know how to play. It's a card game. Anyways, I don't own Mafia, or Digimon, or any of that. Sorry if you don't understand the Mafia part, I got a little carried away. Great if you do, though. It's so fun...

Mafia!

He stared at the floor, which had suddenly become interesting. Ooh, dirt and pebbles. He moved them around with his foot. This didn't stay interesting for long, so he glanced up to see what was going on at the other end of the field. Takeru and Taichi were busy fighting over the ball, shoving into each other and trying to grab it from each other. Ah, the joys of no-rules soccer. More bruises. More fun.

They had been at the other end of the field, bringing the ball back to the middle, then back over there, for what had to be twenty minutes now. The others moved out of Taichi's and Takeru's way, fearing for their lives if they got in the way. It reminded him of the girls when they play dodgeball at school. They mostly run to their friends and try to hide behind each other, making it so much easier to get them out. The girls at his school just couldn't do sports. He figured they might as well give up on coed P.E., but no, the coaches wanted it.

Ken was getting fed up and Daisuke could tell he wanted to run into the game and help Takeru out instead of stand in the goal and watch them fight over the ball without actually getting anywhere near the goal. Ken and Daisuke got stuck as goalies for some stupid reason.

Takeru finally made it past Tai and began sprinting down the field towards him. He spread his feet more and crouched slightly, getting ready for the kick. He hoped they'd make it this far without taking it back to the middle again. Taichi was lagging behind, having run around for the past hour and not having as much energy as Takeru had.

Takeru got close and kicked it hard, right at Daisuke. Daisuke got ready to block it when he heard the sound of the ice cream truck coming down the road. It momentarily distracted him, and then Daisuke was hit with the ball and he felt searing pain. He screamed and fell forward onto the floor.

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"This can't be happening," Daisuke muttered to himself. He licked his ice cream and grumbled as he held the ice pack in place between his legs.

"Your balls doing okay?" Yamato asked.

Daisuke glanced up to glare at him and then gave a pitiful moan as he adjusted himself on the chair he was sitting on. Ken had laughed his head off the second he'd seen what had happened and Takeru had apologized like there was no tomorrow. He was now sitting next to Daisuke and asking him constantly if he was feeling okay.

They had these soccer games every Saturday evening, in Daisuke's backyard. Taichi, Yamato, Daisuke, Ken, Takeru, Sora, Mimi, Koushirou, and Iori played. If Jyou was coming home from college to visit them for the weekend, he would play also.

Takeru finished his ice cream sandwich and looked over Daisuke carefully. He smiled to himself. Sweet, adorable Dai-chan. Things like this could only happen to him.

"Has anyone noticed, we eat ice cream a lot," Iori commented.

Daisuke saw that Mimi, Sora, and Koushirou were on the laptop again, and he remembered his earlier curiosity about what the hell they looked at all day. He slowly inched his chair towards them, cringing now and then, and Takeru saw he'd moved and moved along with him.

Daisuke looked over Sora's shoulder, and Takeru moved to look over Mimi's shoulder, and the three didn't bother shooing them away.

Daisuke raised an eyebrow. "Who are they?"

"They're anime bishounen," Mimi told him.

Takeru blinked. "This is what you look at all day?"

"Actually, we look at yaoi all day. We read about it, look at pictures, shrines, character pages...you name it."

"What is yaoi?"

Koushirou cleared his throat, and Daisuke held up a hand to stop him.

"Could Sora or Mimi explain it, so I understand better?" he asked.

Koushirou rolled his eyes and Sora smiled.

"Well, it's really just two guys in a relationship. Usually, they're anime characters."

"What is Heero doing to Duo?" Daisuke's eye twitched.

Koushirou yelped and quickly went to another picture to cover the current one up.

"You didn't see that."

Takeru and Daisuke looked at each other and raised an eyebrow. Mimi and Sora giggled.

"Well, I'll leave you three to your yaoi." Daisuke slowly stood up and walked slowly, cringing, towards the rest of the group. Takeru followed him after taking a last longing look at the picture currently displayed on the laptop's screen.

They sat down on a swing, next to Ken, and listened to the conversation.

"We really should do something like that, though. A picnic, a party, something like that. Maybe go to the movies, or the mall? I don't know, a road trip?"

"Road trips are always fun." Taichi smirked and Yamato's eyes widened slightly.

"Don't remind me."

Ken laughed. "Our last road trip was a blast. Especially the part where Yamato fell into the river and learned how to swim."

"That was not the best part!" Yamato protested angrily.

"You did learn how to swim pretty damn fast, though," Daisuke said, smirking.

"Don't make me punch you in the nuts," the blonde retorted.

Daisuke effectively shut up.

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They had decided to play Mafia. It had been much too long since they'd played, and Taichi and Yamato insisted they did. Yamato picked the Jack, the Joker, and seven random numbered cards out of the deck and expertly shuffled them. He stopped when he was satisfied and set them face-down on the table. He looked up at everyone.

"Everyone knows how to play, right?" he asked.

They all nodded.

"I'll repeat the rules just in case. The Joker is the Mafia, the Jack is the Cop, and the numbers are Townspeople. I'm God, which is the player that handles the cards and oversees everything. I'll say 'Go to sleep' and all of you have to put your heads down or close your eyes. I'll call on you one by one and you'll 'wake up', and I'll show you your card. You remember your card, go to sleep again, and it continues until everyone has seen their card. Then, I put the cards away and everyone wakes up. After that, you all begin looking around and trying to figure out who the Mafia is. You accuse someone and try to get everyone convinced that they're the Mafia, and then there's a vote of how many people think they are the Mafia. If the majority do, then that person 'dies', and they say what their card was. If they were the Mafia, the Cop wins, and if they were the Cop, the Mafia wins. If it was a townsperson, the game continues. After the first time, everyone goes back to sleep, and I'll say, 'Mafia, wake up. Kill someone.' The Mafia wakes up and points at whoever they want killed. I say 'Mafia, go to sleep', they do. I say 'Cop, wake up' and ask the Cop who they think is the Mafia. I shake my head no or nod my head yes, and they go back to sleep. I say 'Everyone wake up', and 'So-and-so, you're dead.' The killed person gets a last word in who they think the Mafia is, and then the arguing resumes again. We continue like this until either the Mafia or the Cop dies."

They all nodded and he nodded back. "Okay, so lets start. Everyone go to sleep."

They all dropped their heads and shut their eyes. He called on them each one-by-one until they all had their cards. Takeru was the Mafia. Iori was the Cop.

"Everyone wake up."

They all opened their eyes and looked at each other, smiling. Soon, Taichi said that he thought Ken was the mafia, and he began trying to get everyone on his side while Ken tried defending himself and getting them to kill Taichi instead. They voted Ken dead, and Ken said he was a townsperson. Everyone facefaulted or laughed and Ken's last words were that he thought Taichi was the Mafia. Yamato told them all to go to sleep.

"Mafia, wake up."

Takeru opened his eyes. Ken noticed it and smirked. The good thing about being 'dead' is that you get to find out who the Mafia and the Cop are because you aren't playing anymore.

"Who do you want to kill?"

Takeru glanced at Sora and pointed the tip of his finger in her direction.

"Okay, go to sleep." Takeru did.

"Cop, wake up."

Iori opened his eyes.

"Who do you think is the Mafia?"

He pointed at Taichi. Yamato shook his head and Iori shut his eyes again.

"Everyone, wake up. A life was taken in the night. Stabbed to death, poor thing. Sora, I'm afraid you're dead."

Sora dropped her mouth open in a grin and everyone laughed.

"Your last words?"

"Taichi, you're so evil!"

They all laughed again and eyed Taichi suspiciously. He gulped and tried to remain calm, knowing that if he showed any emotion, he'd be dead in a second.

Iori knew that Taichi was next to be voted dead, and wondered if he should stick up for him, knowing that it wasn't him, but then people might figure out he's the cop and the Mafia would kill him right away. He decided to remain silent and watch.

Sure enough, Taichi was voted dead, and Yamato asked him, "Taichi, what were you?"

"A townsperson!" he yelled at them, and they all laughed.

"Oops."

"Last words, Taichi?"

"Um. I think it was...Iori. He's too quiet."

Iori rolled his eyes and grinned, trying to stay neutral. If he was voted dead, it was game over, Mafia wins.

"Okay, go to sleep, people!"

The Mafia awoke and Sora playfully glared at him for killing her. Takeru smiled and glanced towards Koushirou. Yamato nodded and Takeru shut his eyes.

"Cop, wake up. Your guess is...?"

Iori looked at Takeru. Yamato grinned and nodded and Iori kept from laughing and shut his eyes again.

"Okay, everyone wake up. Koushirou's dead. Last words?"

"I don't know. I'm leaning towards Mimi or Iori. They are too quiet."

"Okay, everyone argue."

"It's Takeru!" Iori blurted. Takeru looked at him quickly, eyes slightly wide. He suddenly knew Iori was the Cop and pointed at the younger boy.

"No, it's Iori!"

"I'm the Cop, you guys! I asked Yama and he said Takeru's the Mafia!"

"No, it's the other way around! Isn't he suspicious enough to you?"

The room tensed as people looked from Iori to Takeru, trying to decide who was telling the truth. They took a vote and Iori had the majority for him.

"Iori, what were you?" Yamato asked, smirking.

"The cop," he grumbled, glaring at them all.

They all groaned and laughed.

"Mafia wins! Congratulations, Takeru," Yamato said.

Takeru leapt into the air. "Yes!"

"I love this game. You get to kill your friends," Mimi smirked. They all laughed and agreed with her wholeheartedly.

"We have to play again."

"This time I'm God!"

"I want to be God!"

They settled on Daisuke playing God, and played again. This time, Mimi was the Mafia and Koushirou was the Cop, and Mimi won when she killed Koushirou without even knowing he was the Cop.

They played a few more times until it grew dark and people began heading home.

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A/N: I love this game so much. My family and I play it sometimes, and everyone always kills my poor aunt first. It's become tradition, almost. It's rather funny. Anyways, R/R, please!