Wake Up Call


Disclaimer: Boy this is annoying...

Daisuke: Like someone else I know...

Kyo-chan: Don't go there...

Daisuke: What are you going to do about it? I have powers to defend myself with now.

Kyo-chan: smiles sweetly Yes, but as an authoress, I can do many bad things.

Daisuke: Like...

Kyo-chan: Let me list the ways...I could take your powers away somehow, make you so evil that you can't turn good so the others must fight you to the death...and you die, force you to wear that ridiculous hat of TK's for a whole chapter, make this a Takari by killing you off, pairing you with...someone else, the list goes on dear. somehow manages the sweetest smile during the whole thing I could-

Daisuke: ENOUGH! That is cruel and unusual.

Kyo-chan: I haven't done it yet.

Daisuke: YET! No, just threatening me with that is cruel and unusual...killing me off I can stand, but did you have to throw that hat into this?

Kyo-chan: Yes, now do the disclaimer so you can redeem yourself.

Daisuke: sigh She doesn't own, so don't sue her. As a matter of fact, don't even bother to sue, it's a waste of my time and your money. It's not a waste of your time as you must have no life at all if you try to pursue suing her over a fic that she says isn't hers. You'd be even crazier than she is if you try.

Kit: That much?

Daisuke: nods


blah blah ...thoughts

"blah blah" ... dialogue

"blah blah" ... sound/action in dialogue

blah blah ... sound/action outside of dialogue

blah blah ... emphasis

#FLASH#

blah blah ... a flashback

#BACK#

(Word beside Japanese word) ... translation

((Psst...)) ... I'm talking to you


The Osaka stadium was filled with screaming fans and Gatomon covered her sensitive ears to all the noise. "Hikari, why are all these people yelling and screaming?"

Hikari giggled at her partner's reaction. "They're just excited about the game. There has been a rivalry between the Osaka Samurais and the Mayosho Dragons for years. The Mayosho Dragons suggested they play each other next. When asked why by the press, they simply said that they had a new player that would wipe them out. Osaka's team accepted the challenge and here it is, one of the biggest games this season. I wonder who this secret weapon is? Why did you want to come here again?" Hikari had not been paying attention to Mimi's questions and Gennai's answers to her. She was concerned about her brother and was trying to get something out of him as Mimi and Gennai spoke with each other. She couldn't get anything out of him by the time Mimi left. She sat down in one of the few clear areas that hadn't been taken yet.

Gatomon sat in her partner's lap. "No reason. I was just curious and wanted to see why your brother went crazy for this sport, that's all. But it seems that curiosity may indeed kill the cat. Or at least make her go deaf."

Taichi yelled for Hikari's attention and she waved wildly at him. She smiled. "I see that you brought company." The ones behind Taichi were Yamato, Sora, Miyako, Takeru, and Ken. TK had brought Patamon and Ken had brought Wormmon. They all waved and sat down around Hikari. Taichi looked at his sister. "So what brings you here sis'?"

Hikari shrugged. "I have no idea. Gatomon wanted to go for some reason. Where's everybody else?"

Ken shrugged. "Work. Koushiro and Jyou couldn't make it. Something about important work at their jobs."

Patamon peered at Gatomon from over TK's hat. "Why did you want to come to the game, Gatomon?"

Gatomon shrugged as her partner had. "Just wanted to see what all the fuss was about."

Taichi stared at the digimon and waved it off. "Whatever. Hey, is that Mimi?"


Everyone looked and it was indeed Mimi. The strawberry blonde was wearing a blue and white shirt with a blue jean mini-skirt. Taichi yelledto her and she made her way over. "Hey guys! What's up?"

Hikari raised an eyebrow. "Nothing. What are you doing here? I recall you saying you wouldn't be caught dead at a football game."

Mimi smiled. "I changed my mind." She got a dreamy look on her face. "There's a player I'm looking for...he's way hot and this is the only way to meet him. Look! The teams are coming out!"


Mimi was right and the teams were coming out. Fans were screaming their excitement as a team of green and black came onto the field. A field announcer made his introductions. "I'm Karamu Kayo and welcome to Osaka! Our first team to the field is our own Osaka Samurai!" The crowd cheered as they're home players came out. "And their opponents and long-time rivals, the Mayosho Dragons!" Again the crowd went crazy.

As the teams prepared for the game, a trio made their way to the section where the Chosen were sitting. Ken spotted them. "Hey.Aren't thosethe Motomiyas?"

And it was, in fact, the Motomiyas. Mrs. Motomiya was surprised to see them. "Imagine seeing you all here. Look honey." Mr. Motomiya waved and pulled his wife along as he found a seat. Jun remained with the Chosen. She was looking for someone. Yamato stared. "Who on earth are you looking for? I never saw you as a football fan."

Jun blinked at the voice and immediately sat next to Yamato. Yamato grumbled over how stupid that move was. I never should have said anything. Note to Self: Never assume that Jun is over you, unless she gets married and has kids with some other guy.

Jun was latched onto his arm. "Yama-chan! What a wonderful surprise! I'm here to watch my boy play."

Yamato and the others gave her a strange look. "Your boy? You have a son?"

Jun looked horrified. "Of course not!" She scooted closer to Yamato, if that's possible. "I would never have a son with anyone but my Yama-chan."

Yamato simply glared at the field and kept quiet.

Taichi snickered. "Yama-chan...heh heh." The other laughed quietly.

Mimi jumped up and joined the cheering crowd. "The game is starting!"


The field announcer called to the players. "Coaches ready?" An affirmative was sent from both sides. "Okay let's start with Osaka's team. They're starting players are..." ((K, this isn't important, so unless someone asks for it I'm skipping.)) The crowd screamed and cheered their support. "And now for their opponents...Mayosho's starting players..." ((Again, not listed. You want it? Ask for it in the review. I'm only going to be referring to Daisuke in this.))

The players headed to field and Osaka won the coin toss. The field announcer kept tabs on the game. "Alright Osaka wins the toss. ... And whoa! Mayosho's proclaimed star player has stolen the ball already! Look at him go! Uh oh, Osaka gets the ball, and look at this. The ball is being stolen back-and-forth. It's going between the two players. And the Dragons get the ball. Motomiya passes to Kayoski and he passes back. Motomiya kicks and score! Goal! It's the first goal in a two-minute stalemate!"

The game continues, but the Chosen are staring in shock at the field. Miyako speaks. "Wait a minute! Motomiya?Does he mean Daisuke?"

Jun looked at the girl, while still holding on to Yamato, who still said nothing, but was clearly surprised. Gatomon simply narrowed her eyes and stared at the field. My prey...now where's his partner... Ah hah! She spotted a blue figure briefly before a black object covered him. Jun looked at them all strangely. "What's wrong with you guys? It's almost like you didn't know Daisuke was on this team. I mean come on, he's all over TV, the newspapers, has his own fan club, not to mention the websites dedicated to him. There are pictures of him everywhere. You had to have heard about the huge fight amongst a huge number of coaches at a intercontinental meeting."

Ken stopped her. "I have heard about that 'fight' as you call it. There was a dispute over someone's contract."

Jun smiled proudly. "Yep. That's my brother they were fighting over. The dispute was over his contract. The coaches and businessofficials say he has to sign with somebody's team or he shouldn't be allowed to play. He claims himself to be a free agent and therefore he doesn't have to sign with anybody. He says he can do what he wants and there isn't any rule in any league, no matter the country, that says he can't be a freelance playrt. He chose this team just because...because..." She paused, realizing she didn't know the 'because' part. "I don't know why. He never said. Though he mentioned something about 7th grade."

Ken smiled slightly. "I remember. I know what he's talking about." All eyes were on him. "Well, he had told me, back in 7th grade, that he always dreamed of playing with the Mayosho Dragons. He said they had they best plays and the players were allowed to make their own special moves that nobody else could use. He would always say how cool it would be if we both grew up and did whatever and joined that team. He said that we would be their star players and travel the world with their team."

Jun nodded. "So that's why the squirt joined. It was his dream a while back and he probably never let go of it."

Taichi snapped to get the girl's attention, which had been recaptured by Yamato, who was still brooding over it. "Hey Jun,why did Daisuke leave and not tell anyone?"

The girl shrugged. "I don't know. Mom and Dad don't even know. The Saturday after high school graduation, he was gone. Me and Momhad gone shopping and Dad was at work. When he came home we told him Daisuke was gone. We searched for a while and even the police couldn't find him. One day we got a phone call. It was him."


#FLASH#

RING RING

The phone rung once more before Jun answered it. Mr. and Mrs. Motomiya sat in the living room, where the phone was, and had let her answer it presuming it was one of her friends asking if she wanted to go shopping. Those thoughts left their minds as Jun screamed. "DAISUKE!"

The two parents ran to the kitchen and picked up the phone in there. Mrs. Motomiya told Jun to quit screaming. "Jun calm down! Daisuke, baby, is that you?"

A voice came over the line. "Yes Mom, it's me."

Rejoice from the other end. "Are you okay son?"

Ever calm, the voice replied, "I'm fine Dad."

"Where are you squirt?"

"Heh heh. Even now you still call me that?"

"You bet."

"Well, I'm in Tokyo."

"TOKYO! Why are you there?"

"I attend the university?"

Momentary silence. "Seriously?"

"Yes, and I play football too."

"But isn't that a full-time thing, honey?"

"I get to play when I like."

"Why is that?"

"Because I'm special."

"How are you in Tokyo?"

"The day I left, that's where I went. I gathered all my trust bonds and anything in my account plus my current allowance, at the time anyways. I just left."

"But why? Why did you leave without saying anything?"

"Yes. We were so worried son. We sent the police and notified everyone we could. Why?"

"I'm sorry. I just had to get away...from them."

"Who's them?"

"Them. Taichi, Jyou, Koushiro, Mimi, Yamato, Sora, Miyako, Iori, Takeru, ...Hikari, ...and, yes, even Ken."

"But why?"

Daisuke proceeded to tell them about the way they treated him and his digimon. "And I just couldn't take it anymore...so I left," he finished.

Jun blinked as he finished. She'd never heard him so upset. If she didn't know any better, she'd say he was crying. "So point blank, they talked about you, ridiculed you...to your face, toyed with your feelings, ignored you half the time...if not the whole time, and used you as a scapegoat whenever something went wrong whether you had anything to do with it or not. They basically treated you and Veemon like shi-"

"Jun! Watch your language! Anyway, I understand sweetie. If you want to stay in Tokyo, then that's fine."

"Your mother's right, Daisuke. We support you and understand if you don't want to be near them."

"Yeah squirt. But if they were like that then you should've just said so. I would've fixed 'em for you."

Daisuke laughed. "Thank you." A voice was heardin the background. "Calm down Veemon, we're here. We'll settle in a bit and then I'll take you to eat, okay?" A 'fine' was heard.

"Son? Where are you? It sounds like you're on a cell phone."

"I am. Open the door."

"Why?"

"Just trust me."

Jun hung up, leaving her parents on the line. She went to the door and opened it. For the second time that day, Jun screamed. "DAISUKE!" She gave her brother a crushing hug. Well as crushing as she could manage over his build.

Her parents dropped the phone and ran to the door. Mr. Motomiya squeezed his son in a hug. "Look at my boy! All grown up. And look at that! He's all built and he cut his hair!"

Mrs. Motomiya gave him a gentle hug, as if he would disappear in her arms if she hugged to tightly. "My baby." Her eyes watered up as she looked over her son. He smiled slightly, sheepishly. His hair was cut, but as spiky as before, if not more so. A single spike fell between his eyes and he blew it upward, only to have it fall back in his face. Jun laughed at him and ran to her room. Mrs. Motomiya continued to look at him as he tried to keep the spike out of his face. She smiled to herself. My little boy is all grown up... He was wearing a dark red, button-down, designer shirt with a black dragon blowing out fire on the back and dark denim jeans. A couple buttons were undone, and slightly showed off a well-muscled chest. He had on black shoes and black fingerless gloves.

He scratched his head as he squirmed under the scrutiny. "Ummm, hi?"

Mrs. Motomiya threw her arms around him and cried. "You came back. You actually came home." She held him out at an arm's length. "Look at you. So handsome now. I'll bet you've found yourself a girlfriend."

He looked down. "Not really..." He was quiet and looked a little sad.

He smiled a bit as Veemon, now Chibimon, nudged at his leg. "Dai, I'm hungry..." The small digimon's stomach growled loudly. This made Daisuke laugh and Mrs. Motomiya was happy for the distraction. As Daisuke handed the little digimon over to his mother she made a mental note to not touch that subject while Daisuke was around. He ran out saying he was getting his bags. She waved after him. My poor baby...he's probably still hurting. He genuinely did love that little Kamiya girl. To think that she just toyed with him like that and laughed at him along with the others. She shook her head. I just he can and will move on.

Jun ran back in as Daisuke returned with his bags. He dropped them in the living room. "Here." Jun reached up to put something on Daisuke's head. Daisuke had no idea as to what she was doing, and as long as she didn't have scissors or dye, he didn't care. He felt some type of cloth being placed on his head.

"Huh?" He blinked as a mirror was shoved in front of his face.

"See? I dug around and found a solution to your problem. A bandana! And it goes perfectly with what you're wearing too!" She snapped her fingers and a look wormed its way onto her face.

Daisuke knew this look and backed away slowly. "Now sis'...I just got back. We don't have to do that now..."

She grabbed him. "Oh yes we do! You have money?"

He nodded and immediately regretted it. He was being pulled out the door as soon as he did it. "Oh no...oof!" He stumbled a bit as a weight made itself known on his head. He moved his eyes to look up and saw blue. "Chibimon?"

"Yep. I'm staying here. Need a nap. Have fun!" With that he bounced off Daisuke's head and into Mrs. Motomiya's open arms. She and Mr. Motomiya waved cheerfully. "Bye son! Bye Jun!"

"Yes. And try not to kill your sister, honey."

"Bring me some food Dai!"

"Don't hurt your brother Jun! And try not to tire him out too much, we still have to eat out for dinner!"

Jun waved back at them.

#BACK#


"Yep. We went shopping, out to dinner, and had a great time. From then on, he would call every so often. And though visiting is rare, he usually stays a good week or two. He just does his schoolwork from home if he has to do any." The digidestined blinked as they digested it all.

Yamato eyed the girl. "So you're not mad at us anymore."

Jun shook her head. "Oh, I'm still mad, you better believe it. The only thing keeping me from taking Vee-Eldramon and murdering you is Daisuke. He said he would never speak to me again if I hurt any of you." She snuggled closer to Yamato. "And besides, nothing can break my love for you, Yama-chan." Yamato paled as the others snickered.


The game had continued as the digidestined listened to Jun. They were so caught up that they were no longer looking at the game. Only Mimi and Gatomon kept their eyes on the action. The crowd had become silent, so there was no reason for the Chosen to snap out of it and look. An out-of-place movement caught Gatomon's eye. What's this?

It was a young woman. She was just standing there, but then it looked like she was talking to someone. The one the girl was talking to pointed to a player on the field. Vee-Eldramon? Why is he talking to that girl? The aforementioned player was running the ball about 5 yards from the goal.

Jun turned to the game and surged up with the crowd. She chanted with the fans that had seen Daisuke play many times, on TV and live. "Spin off!" The other Chosen looked at her as if she were crazy. She looked back at them. "What is it now? Everyone knows what's going to happen right?" They threw her a 'does-it-look-like-we-know' look. "Judging by your faces, I will take that as a 'no'. Daisuke is about to do one of his special finishing moves. You were so busy listening to me that none of you noticed that the game was still going on." She cheered as he was 3 yards from the goal. "Go for it bro'!"

The digidestined stood with her, but stared at her strangely. They'd never seen her so supportive of Daisuke. Neither sibling ever showed open affection for the other. But it could be safe to guess that it all changed when Daisuke disappeared. They must have become closer when he returned the first and the visits after. Jun sighed to herself. "That's my bro'. And to think...all it took was that first shopping trip to do it."

Daisuke was close to the goal and kicked the ball into the air and knocked it even further up with his knee. As the ball spun in the air, he could hear the crowd. They know what's coming. Time for a Spin Off. He could hear them chanting, "Spin Off! Spin Off! Spin Off!" He could hear a distinct, "Go for it bro'!" He smiled to himself. Jun. As the ball was still in the air, he jumped up to meet the ball. He spun around and gave it a hard kick, all mid-air.

The ball flew towards the goal, and there was the goalie. He was sweating in his gear. Mike Tasho panicked as the ball went flying his way. That kid's good! How can I block that! Forget it, I'm getting out of the wa-Ack!

THUD

The goalie hit the ground. The goalie's teammates rushed to his side. The coach, trainer, and three medics moved them aside.

The crowd was in shock. What was a rush of excitement before a special move they all loved turned into sad shock as the goalie was struck down by the move. The field announcer leaned forward and stood. "Oh my...ladies and gentleman...I believe that Osaka's goalie is hurt. What's this? Two from Mayosho are heading over. I believe that it's the player that kicked the ball." There was a pause as he consulted with someone behind him."Who?" Turning back tot the microphone, he said, "It'sMotomiya! He made the special and is heading over. He's being followed by someone I'm assuming to be Mayosho's trainer. The trainer, who appears to be a young woman, has joined the medics and Osaka's trainer to check over the goalie. ... It appears that the coach is yelling at the player! He won't let Motomiya pass! My sources below are telling me something. ... What! It seems that Osaka's coach wants Motomiya taken from the game as a hazard to the players. He thinks Motomiya did it on purpose! That's crazy! Ladies and gentlemen I know that boy personally and he would never do that. Holy! The coach just punched Motomiya! A fight's broken out!"

Commotion rose and the crowd voiced their opinion: Continue the game and leave Motomiya in there.


"Why did Daisuke do that?" Takeru believed that the coach was right and the officials should have Daisuke removed. "That goalie is seriously hurt and Daisuke should be penalized." He sat with a huff.

Yamato was restraining Jun. "Cool it bro'! I don't want to be holding her back the whole game! It's almost over, but still!"

Jun was furious. "Look you little weird-hat-wearing, back-stabbing, judgmental, Mr. Perfect, hypocritical, supposed Mr. Know-It-All, and so many other things that I don't even have time to list, DWEEB, so-called friend to Daisuke wannabe! Don't you ever accuse my baby brother of intentionally hurting someone. He wouldn't harm anyone on purpose unless it was an evil digimon, and the fact that you're still here without a scratch or scar on you is the Kami-given proof of his patience. I would have beaten you down a loooong time ago if I were Daisuke. But no, he plays the nice guy, the bigger man, and takes his beating quietly. All of you were in on it and I hope you choke on your guilt...if you even have any." And with that she stomped off and down to the field.

You could see her arguing with the fieldsecurity and thesecurity backing away as she really started to throw a fit. She ran over to a confused Daisuke and was telling him something. She then pointed to the crowd. The digidestined could see her pointing dead at them. They smiled nervously as Daisuke finally spotted them. Mimi was waving cheerfully, oblivious, as she hadn't been listening in on the conversation. Their hopes of him being happy or somewhat confused were dashed as he simply stared at them blankly. Jun was telling him something and they all knew what it was. This became apparent as he glared at them narrowly and walked away. Jun folded her arms and walked over to a bench on Mayosho's side.

The field announcer was listening to someone on his headpiece. "It seems that the goalie, Mike Tasho, will be okay! He has a concussion from the force of him hitting the ground, and a couple a bruised ribs from the impact. Other than that, he says that he'll be fine and wants the game to continue! What's this? Tasho is approaching the player that executed the move, Daisuke Motomiya. What will come of this confrontation?"


Mike wobbled his way over to Daisuke and held his hand out. "Nice moves there, Motomiya." The crowd went silent as they waited for a response. Daisuke looked to the young lady that acted as a trainer and she shrugged. A look to a figure in the player exit's shadows and the figure shrugged as well. Daisuke shrugged his indifference and shook his hand with a small smile. "Thanks. You're the bravest guy I know."

The goalie arched an eyebrow. "How is that?"

Daisuke shrugged as his hand was released. "You've got to be the first guy I've seen with the balls to stand to my Spin Off."

Mike laughed as he clapped Daisuke on the back. "It wasn't my intention to stand there like an idiot, believe me. But thanks anyway. You know, this could be the start of a rivaled friendship."

It was Daisuke's turn to arch an eyebrow. "Rivaled friendship? Is that an actual phrase? I think that ball hit you harder than my trainer thought..." The both of them laughed and the crowd cheered at their sportsmanship.

The field announcer praised them both. "And that, ladies and gentlemen, is true sportsmanship. The officials have announced that the game will continue with a time marking of...1 minute. And as for Motomiya..."


The young woman walked up to Daisuke. "Think they'll let you stay, sire?"

Daisuke sighed. "Must you call me 'sire'? You know I hate that."

The woman shrugged. "You're a grown man...practically."

Daisuke blinked. "Practically?"

She shrugged again. "You're still in college."

"So? You are too."

"Only because you said I have to attend."

"It'll look too suspicious if you don't."

"And my scores don't arouse suspicion?"

"Not as much as it would if you were as intelligent as you are and didn't attend the university."

"What is it you humans say...'Whatever'?"

"And quit saying 'humans'. It's weird."

"How so?"

Daisuke shook his head. "Nevermind."


The field announcer had a smile on his face. "I have the officials' decision..." Everyone paused, holding their breath for a moment,and the crowd was dead quiet. "Motomiya...stays!"

Loud cheers erupted and the whistle was blown to play out the last minute of the game. Daisuke waved the woman off and she went over to the player's exit. Daisuke stole the ball as soon as the game resumed. I have somewhere to go so...game over. He passed the ball and signaled for his teammate to pass it down. The ball went from player to player, down the field. Osaka's coach didn't see the play until it was too late. Oh no, he groaned mentally, I've just been finished off by the oldest play in the game, 'Pass the Bread'. The ball was passed in an awkward zigzag. The Osaka's players were confused and in a complete mess of positions. Daisuke was already by the goal when he was passed the ball. He ran the ball a couple yards and kept the ball up on his knees. He popped the ball up once more and nailed it with what looked like a roundabout kick.

((Where I'm at that's what we call the play. We say 'Pass the Bread' because that's what the play looked like on paper; like someone's passing bread downa table.))

The field announcer tried to yell over the crowd. "Game Over! Game Over! Motomiya uses another special and the Dragons win, 4 to 2!"

Jun was jumping up and down when Daisuke's team passed by. She hopped into his arms and hugged him. "What a game! You guys whopped 'em!" The players laughed and agreed. One player put an arm around her waist and pulled her along. She looked surprised and allowed herself to be pulled away. She looked back at Daisuke and he grinned with a 'thumbs up'. It's time for you to get over Yamato, sis'.


That's all for now. Next chapter we have a confrontation of sorts and Gatomon continues to spy.
Ja minnas!