(A/N~ Hello, before I start, I'm issuing a little challenge to all you digi-writers out there. Read my fic and see if you can come up with a better K/Y… one-shot, that is. (I bet you can!) If you do except the challenge, please tell me about it in some way, 'cause then I can see all your wonderful talent (and my lack thereof.) If I think it's exceptional, I'll post your story summary at the end of my fic, and then hem and haw out something about how much better it is compared to mine, etc etc. So, get to it!)
Disclaimer: Not mine. Not mine at all. Ideas mine. Anyone messing with them is messing with me. If you do not want to tangle with an extremely pissed diva, then copy your ideas elsewhere.
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"Hey Ken! Waiiiit Uuuuup!" Davis came bounding up to Ken, who was in the group waiting for the subway to show. Ken smiled at his best friend, who was still huffing and puffing from running five straight blocks.
"Davis! Ossu?" He replied. "You know, you ought to work on your stamina. Does wonders for the game."
Davis grinned. "Thanks for the soccer tip. I need it."
"No problem." Just then, the subway pulled up, but Davis pulled Ken from the line. Ken started to object, but Davis impatiently waved his hand.
"Your ride can wait, Ken. This can't." Ken looked mildly puzzled.
"What can't wait?"
"What I'm gonna tell ya!"
"So, what is it?"
Davis' grin was huge, now. "DUUUUDE! I just got the best news! My folks are going to Kyoto for the long weekend. So…. I'm gonna throw a partly for my pals!
Ken digested the news in his head. "Davis? A party? But, wouldn't your parents mind?" He asked curiously.
Davis shook his head. "Nah, man. They said as long as nothing's broken when they get home, it's good enough for them. 'Sides, I've had buddies over before. Nothing drastic happened." He grinned. "So, what'cha say? I know I don't have invitations or anything, 'cause it's on such short notice, but wanna come? It'll be great!"
"Okay, so when's the party?"
"Sunday, buddy!"
Ken raised an eyebrow. "Couldn't you have phoned me? Now I've missed my ride and the next one doesn't come until half an hour later."
"You haven't heard the rest of my plans yet, Ken! Listen, why don't you sleep over at my house until the party starts?"
"But that will mean--"
"Yeah, three days! It's not like it's a big deal or anything, right? You've done that before. And, you could help with the preparations!"
Ken smiled. "Oh, alright. I'll give my kaa-san a call. But…wait a minute! If the party's on Sunday, why am I staying three days?"
"That's the last and final part of my master plan, dude. I'm gonna gave a slumber partly for all the digidestined after the main party. Am I a genius or what?"
Ken had to admit it was an awesome idea. Once in awhile, he actually has a bright idea, he thought to himself jokingly.
"MMM….mrphph!" Something in Ken's pack moved. "Goth he houha hee!"
"WAHHHH!" Davis jumped, then grinned. "Wormon? Ya in there?" The pack struggled for a few more seconds, then a digimon's face poked out.
"Yes, Davis, I am. Whew! It's been a long day in that knapsack. Ken, you ought to wash your gym socks more often. It stinks!"
Ken put up his hands apologetically. "Sorry, pal. I promise I'll wash them tomorrow. So, did you hear about Davis' party?"
"Yes, Ken. Only, Davis, what will the digimon do?"
"Hang out, dude! Of course you're invited! All the digidestined are coming! I told them before I ran here!" Wormon brightened up.
"Say, where's Veemon?" The worm asked. "He's not here."
Davis shook his head. "Veemon's in my room, playing video games. I swear, he's gotten hooked to 'em. Besides, he's too fidgety to hide in my backpack. That, and he eats my lunch."
Ken smiled, then handed Wormon to Davis. "Buddy, stay with Davis for a few minutes. I'm going to call kaa-san."
"Okay, Ken."
Ken dialled his number at a payphone, and after three rings, someone picked up.
"Moshi-moshi?"
"Hi, kaa-san?"
"Ken? Hello, dear. Why aren't you home yet?"
"Well, uh, Davis is having this party on Sunday, but he invited me to stay over for the entire long weekend to help him set up… and--"
"So you want to sleep over?" Ken's mother's eyes filled with tears of joy. Gosh, Ken's involved in a party! He's growing up so fast. My boy, he's changed from his cutthroat intelligent attitude to highly intelligent with friends and such kindness. Those friends of his. I have so much to thank them for. (A/N~ sorry, my muse hasn't exactly warmed up yet. My apologies.)
"Sure, son." She answered into the phone. "Do you want me to come over and give you some supplies?"
"No thanks, kaa-san. I'm sure I'll be fine. I'll borrow Davis'clothes."
"But, honey, what about your, um.." she lowered her voice to a mere whisper. "underwear?"
"No problem, kaa-san. I have three spare pairs in my backpack. I forgot to take them out when we went on that school trip, I still have them. And Davis has an extra toothbrush.
"Dear, what about Wormon?"
"He's here with me. Don't worry, Davis' apartment is huge."
Ken's mother's eyes misted over again. What a prepared boy, my son! "Okay, dear. You sound like you've got everything under control. Yes, I give permission for you to go. Phone when you want a ride back Monday, okay?"
"Yes, kaa-san. I really appreciate this."
"Oh, go on, dear. Have some fun. You deserve it. Besides, you're sixteen. It's high time you find a girlfriend for yourself." She teased.
"Yes, a girlfriend—a WHAT?! Kaa-san, you're embarrassing me!"
"Alright dear, I'll stop. How is- what's her name again? Lolei?"
"Yolei, kaa-san."
"Oh yes, Yolei. How is she?" For some odd reason, Ken began to blush.
"She's great. But, why did you ask?"
"Oh, just wondering."
"Uh, okay, thanks, kaa-san. I'll see you on Monday. I love you!"
"Bye dear!" After Ken's mother hung up, she smiled. Ken would have never said "I love you" four years ago. She thought to herself. Those friends of his really changed him for the better. Bless them. Then her mind changed tracks. And I hope he picks up that hint about Yolei. She sighed amusedly. Poor boy. He can save the world twice over, but when it comes to girls, he can be quite hopeless.
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(A/N~ There you go. The first chapter. I'm having fun writing this, regardless whether I get lots of reviews or a scat few. I'm planning to continue it as soon as I type it up, so check in the for the next part, entitled " Much- needed Lessons and a Broomstick".
Till then, I'm Chichi the Windrider signing out.)