School Survey Says!...Bingo!
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(blah blah) I'm talking to you...
Daisuke parks the car in the school's lot. This gains him and Kyoko some serious attention. Well, that's not the only thing that gains them attention, but it was a definitely good start.
"Is that Daisuke?" asks a random cheerleader. The girl's friends stare. "That is him!" they exclaim. Other praises drift out:
"He looks so hot!"
"I don't believe it!"
"Why haven't I noticed before?!"
"Is he still single?"
"No way, he's free!" etc.
As Kyoko stepped out thoughts from the basketball and soccer team were voiced. (Actually I say it's football, but for the fic and to avoid confusion of American readers in the aspect, soccer will be used.) Such comments came as:
"Is that a new cheerleader?"
"No man, that's Kyoko!"
"She looks great!"
"Whose car?"
"Oh man, she is fair game!" etc. (In short, they love it. Let' see what else these two are hiding, hm?)
Daisuke and Kyoko either didn't notice or ignored them. They grabbed their bags and entered the school. It seems as though the rest of the school approves. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all. There's nothing wrong with me...the real me...so far.
Daisuke was sitting in Algebra. He continued thinking, off in his own little world as he did so. The others seem more shocked than anything else. I should have guessed that they would tell the older Digidestined. Big surprise. Okay, two classes down, four to go, plus lunch. Daisuke stopped this train of though to map out the rest of the day. Let's see. History has 'Kari. There's English with Miyako in there. I have the same lunch period as everyone else... He mentally groaned on that one. Art has T.K., yes, I can get his name right, and 'Kari. At least Kyoko can suffer with me. Then lastly Gym with.. all the guys. Ugh, that's not going to work out smoothly. They could corner me, or both of us, and decide to ask '21 Questions'. And we'll have to deal with everyone on top of that.
At this point, Daisuke was trying to resist the strong urge to bang his head on his desk, repeatedly. All things considered that's just lovely. Plus the outrageous reactions I just know we will have to deal with from the other students. That is, if this morning was any indication. Perfect. Daisuke sighed.
"Mr. Motomiya?" Daisuke looked up slightly, still lost in thought. "Is there a problem?" the teacher questioned.
"No, sir," Daisuke responded in a zoned-out kind of voice.
The teacher smiled as an idea formed. "Then I'm sure you and Ms. Maeda wouldn't mind working the math problem on the board." It was more of him saying 'Get up here', than asking them to do so.
Daisuke looked at Kyoko, who was currently looking distractedly out the window. The only sign that she had heard anything was the short glance she threw back at him. She shrugged, still not quite all there. They both got up and went to the board as a couple doubtful students, including Takeru, Hikari, and especially Miyako, snickered. Now Takeru and Hikari, being the angelic students that they were, did not snicker aloud with the rest of the class. This saved them from the teacher's sharp glare, which shut the rest of the class up.
It was an Algebra problem, but you needed Trigonometry to solve it correctly. Almost automatically, Daisuke started to solve the problem from one end. Kyoko started at the other. They met at the middle of the board and wrote the answer. If they weren't still so zoned-out, they might have actually noticed the open-mouthed/surprised looks of their classmates. They might have even spotted their teacher's triumphant smile. Technically, they shouldn't know how to solve this problem...yet. They're cornered now. The teacher was greatly satisfied; they'd solved the problem. Correctly.
"Very good. I'm impressed," the teacher stated.
This apparently snapped Daisuke and Kyoko out of their little trance. They shook their heads as if to clear them. "Oro?" they asked in unison.
"A equals 14 square roots of 3 times i divided by 5 is correct." (And to think I really had to put up with problems that had answers like that for real. Homework sucks.)
They blinked. "Oh," again said in unison. The bell rang.
"Remember tomorrow is the review test!" Everyone rushed out except, of course, Miyako, TK, and Hikari. They moved a bit slower...more like slow motion. "Ms. Maeda. Mr. Motomiya. Come to my desk please," the teacher requested.
Daisuke and Kyoko stepped up after packing their book and notebook in their bags. Kyoko noticed the other Digidestined and a dark red brow was arched in response. Miyako was the only one to leave and Daisuke rolled his eyes. "Hai, did we do something wrong Naroki-sensei?" Kyoko asked as pleasantly as possible.
The teacher identified as Mr. Naroki feigned surprise. "No, in fact it's the opposite. You two correctly solved the problem on the board. Actually, you really shouldn't have known how to solve that problem seeing as to how we haven't covered Trigonometry. Yet. Have you two had a change of heart over the deal?" I wish they would say "yes". They have so much potential, Mr. Naroki thought hopefully. Daisuke started to shake his head 'no', much to Mr. Naroki's disappointment.
"Yes, we have." Kyoko cut him off and Daisuke just looked at her. She glared back. He then looked at his teacher and presently noted TK and 'Kari's presences.
"Oh no," he sighed exasperatedly.
"Forget them," she growled lowly. "Are we moving on or staying hidden like a pair of cowards?" She threw him a look that said "let it go or suffer until you go mad".
Daisuke's eyebrows shot up at this. She means it, he thought, lost. What will I do? Silence. You'll do what you promised, a voice in his head said. It sounded suspiciously like Veemon. He frowned at TK and 'Kari. He shrugged, seemingly at them. Again he sighed. "Fine. You win."
Kyoko flashed a 100-watt smile, happy to have gotten her way. Like he really could have refused. Tch. "Good." She happily turned to Mr. Naroki. "You can tell our other teachers that the deal has been nullified as of today. And if we ever try to hide again, we want you to ignore us unless it's life or death." Kyoko paused as Daisuke stared at her, bewildered. The teacher was giving her a strange look as well. "Okay maybe not all that, but the deal is dead."
Mr. Naroki smiled in earnest. "I'm glad to hear that. You two are too smart to hide your gifts. Here's a pass for the tw-...no...four of you." An eyebrow from three different faces was raised in the extra persons' direction. TK and Hikari sweatdropped. That must be our signal to leave... They took their passes and walked as calmly, but quickly, as possible. Daisuke and Kyoko waved cheerfully at the teacher and followed suit.
Uhhhh...k. That's the end for this short chapter. Review 'pease. You wanna know what the 'deal' is? Wanna know if they survive the day? Well, you'll have to keep readin' to find out won't you? breaks into maniacal laughter
Daisuke: Has she always been this way?
Kit: Yep.
Kyoko: That's sad.
Kit: Sure is. An' I gotta be one of her muses.
Daisuke: Don't feel bad.
Kyoko: Yeah, she got us too.
Kit: Aa, so I'm not alone. Where are the other captured muses anyway?
Kyoko: There are more that suffer?
Kit: nods Hai.
Daisuke: Tsk, tsk, tsk...too bad.
Me: Think of it this way, Kit. At least I haven't shoved you into a fic....yet. more maniacal laughter Ahem. pauses This is were the three of you run for your dear lives.
Kit, Daisuke, Kyoko: check scripts Oh yeah... run
Me: continues maniacal laughter
