"Oh, I'm so sorry!" The girl apologized as she handed the brunette an ice pack. "I really didn't mean to hit you that hard with the bat." She apologized again as the boy took it and placed it on a bruise covered by his hair. Nearby the one with the black hair was chuckling lightly to himself. Without a thought, the girl swung and hit the brunette hard on the head with the bat and he landed with a heavy thud, and had little swirls in his eyes. The girl gasped, took off and grabbed an ice pack for him.

"It's okay… I guess…" The brunette murmured.

"Again, I'm real, really, sorry." She yet again apologized. "Hey, what's your names any ways?" She asked, and went back to the kitchen to grab two more chairs.

"Kanbara Takuya." The brunette sighed, wincing when placing the ice pack on the area that got hit again.

"Minamoto Kouji." The one with black hair said bluntly, and took a chair from the girl and sat in it.

"Ah, alrighty then!" The girl said and clapped her hands together. "Your Kanbara… And your Minamoto! That right?" She asked, only to see the two boys sweat drop.

"Uhm… here, just call me Takuya and him Kouji or something…" Takuya sighed.

"Oh…kay…then." The girl slowly.

"What's yours?" Kouji asked, looking at her as she sat down.

"Hmm? Me? Ah, well it's… Wait a minute, you might be Internet holograms…" She said suspiciously. "Trying to find out my real name… Just call me Kira." She said with a smile and nod. The three sat in silence for awhile, none of them really saying anything.

"So… Kira… Where's your uhm… shower?" Takuya asked, in attempt to break the silence. Kira blinked and looked at him, then her eyes widened.

"Oh, go in that room, and the second door on your right." Kira informed him, and Kouji and she watched him get up and follow her directions. When he was gone, she turned and smirked evilly at Kouji, who had the sudden feeling something was going to happen, and he would not like it one bit.

"…Oi, Kira do you have a brother?" Takuya called from behind the door where the shower was located. "Kira?" He called out again. A few short moments passed and he heard Kira saying something, and decided to try again. "KIRA!" He yelled. Silence. Then something tumbling that signaled the girl was coming.

"Yes?" She asked when getting there.

"Do you have a brother?" Takuya asked, having the door wide enough so only his head popped out and hid the rest of his body, covered by a towel.

"A brother?" She asked, and her eyes clouded over somewhat. "No… No, I don't." Kira said quietly. Raising a brow at him, she asked, "Why?"

"Well… I don't have any spare clothes, and my current ones need to be washed." Takuya sighed.

"I could wash them, and until they're done you can borrow some of mine." Kira said with an evil smirk.

"Will it be considered rude if I said no?" Takuya asked, imagining her bringing him a vile, pink frilly dress too puffy and bright of a pink to bear.

"Yes, and don't worry. I only have two dresses and plenty of jeans, a one pair of overalls, and some shorts. Make your pick; the only downside is they were made for girls. Don't look at me like that, not everything I have are hip huggers, geeze." Kira sighed as Takuya gave her a funny look. "I'll go get something you can fit fairly comfortably in." She sighed and left, leaving Takuya wishing when that cell phone asked him if he wanted to find his destiny he grabbed an extra set of clothes.

"I highly doubt I'd want to see whatever she's got." He mumbled, and wondered whatever happened to Kouji when a ball of clothes smacked him in the face. x_x

"Will that do until your clothes are washed? And speaking of which hand them over so I can do a load of colors hmm?" Kira asked holding out her hand. Grabbing the items tossed at his face, Takuya looked them over. A pair of loose fitting jeans that most likely went way past his feet, and an extra large grey shirt for broader shoulder's than his (Probably because she was taller and most likely older. -_-;;). 'They'll have to do.' He thought with regret, and had one very annoyed face at the thought of having to wear jeans without boxers. 'Great. Oh well…' He sighed, and grabbed his dirty ones and tossed them to Kira.

"Thanks." She called, and left. Closing the door again, Takuya slid on the jeans and rolled the bottoms up, and slipped on the T-shirt and sweat-dropped when looking in the mirror and seeing how loose the shirt was. The jeans luckily were baggy enough to be able to move with ease, but that it fit good enough it wouldn't fall down. Walking out, he heard Kira's voice saying something again, and the washing machine going. Following the voice he went into the living room and his jaw dropped hitting the floor. On a chair with arms crossed and eyes glaring death daggers at the floor was Kouji, and behind him stood Kira…braiding his hair. The bandana lay on the table forgotten.

"-presuming you guys really are from Digimon Frontier that is…" Kira rambled on, then stopped when noticing Takuya. "Hmm, I think the shirt is a little loose, but I'm presuming my jeans fit fairly well?" She asked with a grin. Kouji though, still continued glaring hard at the floor and snorted. "Oh come off it Kouji, it's not like I'm going to chop your hair off, or get so many tangles in it they can't come out, I have long hair too." Kira said exaggerating and poked his shoulder with the brush and undid his braid.

"…" Kouji said nothing, and continued glaring at the floor.

"Well, there's something you don't see everyday." Takuya stated and grinned nervously when Kouji sent his vilest death glare at him.

"Now Kouji, it's your turn, and if you don't go I'll MAKE you." Kira threatened. "Even if it means I'll have to take one with you." She added with a satisfied smirk when Kouji's eyes got wide and he left to take one so fast he was a blue and black blur.

"You weren't serious were you?" Takuya asked hearing the bathroom door close.

"Hell no!" Kira answered, insulted. "He's too short." She explained with a grin.

"Hah hah." Takuya replied rolling his eyes. Then, the worst thing possible happened. The electricity went out. Even worse, Takuya and Kira heard the washing machine stop…

A/N: Bwahahahahahahaha! Sorry, but I've always wondered what it'd be like to brush Kouji's hair… it looks soft… heheh. And… err… yah about them wearing girl's clothes, you notice they didn't bring extra clothes… T_T I feel so bad now… And wow, people actually liked this story?! *Is in a state of great shock* Yah, it would have made more sense to have them come out of the television, but the second season was stuck in my head, and they ended up coming out of the computer. Eheh, sorry. ^_^;; And thank you so much to Taku-chan, Alesca Monroe (Gomen if it's mispelled!), and KellyQ for volunteering! Yayness, I can now rewrite chapter 8! Err… you did not hear that…*Whistles innocently* Cake? Reeses? Anyone have a sweet-tooth out there?!

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Digimon.

Warnings: Mild swearing, future shonen ai, and interesting positions later on…