Art and Gym Part 1


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Cloud: Or lack thereof.


Thanks to those that reviewed. Love you much!

Anyways to Skywolf, ummm, see I the problem so I'll do a prequel concerning 'the deal', m'kay?

And, don't worry. I haven't forgot about Mimi, Koushiro, Jyou, and Iori. They're still here and will be addressed in the next chapter. And no, Skywolf, this is not, and I repeat NOT a Takari. But for the sake of my demented plot, it is right now. Saa, for now. Sorry to Takari lovers. Don't bother to flame because it'll just become Muse fodder. At least read until they break up, which won't be fora fewchapters.


blah blah ...thoughts

"blah blah" ... dialogue

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

blah blah ... sound/action outside of dialogue

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#FLASH#

blah blah ... a flashback

#BACK#

(Word beside Japanese word) ... translation

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


Note:

I'll be using Japan's 'football' for American 'soccer'.


Kyoko and Daisuke sat silently in the back of the class and were still upset, but not visibly. They were in art. Neither bothered to spare TK or Hikari a glance as they entered the classroom just before the bell. The fact that the couple were so close to being late was almost funny. The other two Chosen looked to each with concern and guilt.

"Alright class, settle down."

At the front of the class stood one of the school'smost popularteachers, Ms. Kayoshi. The students loved Ms. Kayoshi for several reasons:
Number one: She was very pretty. She stood 5'6 with wavy light brown hair down to her shoulders. She had a beautiful smile and was always doing so...smiling that is. Her eyes were a warm and friendly hazel color.

Number two: Her class was very fun. Everyone loved to take art because she made it fun, interesting, and loved for students to express there art in any way possible.

And number three: Everyone loved her sense of humor. Or rather the fact that she had a sense of humor at all. There are more, but we won't list them all right now.

"Today we will work with sketches. Just a pencil, a blank sheet of something -whether it be paper, computer sheets, or the large sheet on the easels- and nothing else. As a subject, I want you to draw something that makes you happy. Do you like the rain? Draw a scene with rain in it. You love flowers? Put them in there. You have someone special?" A couple of girls giggled and some guys snickered. TK and Hikari couldn't help but look at each other. "Well then, if you can, draw them. Or you with them. Maybe you could draw something that symbolizes them or reminds you of them. You love music? Draw something related to it. A concert. Friends with tickets. A screen with the band. Can't draw that? Then draw something that represents them. A symbol of their group. Something of that nature, something that makes you happy."


Kyoko and Daisuke grinned at each other.

"I smell a set up."

"I know, Kyoko, I know. But I say we take full advantage."

Kyoko smirked mischievously. She faked an overly professional look. "So, what shall we starving artists sketch today?"

Daisuke feigned depression. "I don't know. There's just so little appreciation for us poor, helpless artists. We try to express ourselves, but alas, to no avail."

Kyoko laughed at him as he threw his arm over his eyes in exaggeration.

Ms. Kayoshi looked up from her desk as she heard one of her two best and favorite artists/students laughing. She headed back there and shook her head as some students snickered, thinking Daisuke and Kyoko would get in trouble. Geez, talk about blind. I thought that any idiot could see they were hiding something. I'm a new teacher and I could tell. The intelligence of some people was simply astounding to her.

"Ahem." Ms. Kayoshi stared down at Kyoko and Daisuke as they looked up. She leaned down and whispered. "I'm glad you called off this 'deal' thing, but could you actually draw or do something now? I'd hate to reprimand you two seriously." The infamous smile she's famous for crossed her face as the two redheads nodded. Ms. Kayoshi leaned down one last time and asked, "By the way, when is your next concert? I would like to go again." Kyoko and Daisuke blushed slightly. "Oh please, your band plays great and you know it." Daisuke scratched the back of his head, embarrassed, and told her it was Saturday. "As in this Saturday?"

They nodded. "We play opening to the Teenage Wolves. Our so-called manager said it would boost our appearance." Daisuke rolled his eyes as he said it.

Kyoko nodded along. "I was doing fine as manager for our band, but no, we have to have a 'licensed professional'. Professional? Please. If the manager we have now is what they a call a pro, then I should forget music and go for managing. Which will never happen by the way."

Daisuke and Ms. Kayoshi laughed, but knew she had an actual point. She was, in fact, doing a better job as manager before, the 'pro' came in. There were no problems and she did it for free. No ties, no fees, just playing a dual-role for the band. A member and manager.

Daisuke furtherly explained their situation. "Then we have to play our own concert there only 2 hours later." Ms. Kayoshi winced playfully.

"Man, way harsh." Another thing the students liked was the way Ms. Kayoshi could connect to them and 'speak their language'-all of them. From prep to Goth to rock, she knew them all. And it was convenient for her as they usually just confused other teachers, but not her. This way students could get away less with saying certain things.

"And when is your next game?" Yet another thing students loved. Ms. Kayoshi actually appeared to care about their social lives and their lives outside of school...to an extent. She didn't accept it when homework was missed-on those rare days she gives homework that is.

Kyoko smiled. "It's Wednesday."

Ms. Kayoshi furrowed her brows. "The middle of the week?" It's usually either Friday's or the weekend. Monday is acceptable, but Wednesday? Kyoko just shrugged so Ms. Kayoshi dismissed it.

She stood up straight and called over her shoulder as she walked back to her desk. "All right, now get to work you two." They nodded happily and started a sketch.


"What are you drawing...Dai-chan?"

Daisuke rolled his eyes at his nickname. Kyoko caught this and grinned. "Just be glad no one knows I call you that. And you should be doubly glad that I'm the only one that calls you that. Saa (Well), the only human that calls you that." Sheadds thisbecause Veemon uses the nickname too.

Daisuke shook his head as he drew. "It's not that bad. It just caught me off-guard."

Kyoko gave a smile of sarcasm. "Right. Like I was saying, what are you drawing?"

Daisuke held up his drawing. "It's a bridge in the rain. I like the rain and bridges in pictures has always interested me. They can represent crossing over, death, life, the joining together of something, unity, sadness, defining choices; the list goes on."

Kyoko nodded in understanding. "It's a great sketch. What will you do with it?"

Daisuke shrugged. "Probably show it to the boys, the band, and keep it 'in storage'."

Kyoko laughed as Daisuke used a hand gesture to illustrate 'in storage'. By 'in storage' they meant the little mock-gallery they had going.

Kyoko scrutinized the sketch some and asked another question. "Who's that?" She was pointing to an unidentifiable figure standing over the bridge. "All I see is a strange guy in a cloak, blowing with the rain and wind."

Daisuke shrugged. "Haven't the slightest idea. I just felt like putting someone in there. So...poof! There's my person."

Kyoko raised an eyebrow. "In a cloak?"

Another shrug. "It just came to me." He sighed dramatically. "Like a vision."

"What are those things under the cloak? They look like wings."

A sideways smile. "Got no idea."

Kyoko laughed quietly, mind you, and gave a skeptical grin. What? Does he just draw with little to no purpose or direction or something? Further contemplation of Daisuke's drawing themes, or lack thereof, led her to believe that the answer may have been 'yes'.

Daisuke looked at her. "Now what?"

Kyoko blinked. "Dude. How is his hood still on in that weather? He's not even holding it!"

Daisuke stared at his sketch and, yet again, shrugged.

"Oi (Hey), Kyoko, what are you drawing?"

Kyoko flipped her sketch up for him to see. "I'm drawing mirrors."

Daisuke tilted his head. "Mirrors?"

"Yeah. To me they represent the one within. Your true self, you know?"

"This wouldn't happen to relate to your crest of truth would it?"

She shrugged. "It shows me things. Let's say I need to know something crucial from someone and they lie about it. My crest may glow or echo something in my head or whatever, which let's me know."

Daisuke nodded in mild understanding. "Aa (Yes/I understand). Freaky." The sketch had someone looking in a mirror, but seeing something else. The person looked surprised as the reflection showed them crying in chains that held the person down. The one seen in the mirror could hardly kneel. "Kind of brutal, ne (isn't it)?"

Kyoko tilted her head as she looked at her own sketch. Geez, it is kind of...dark. "Wakarimasu (I know). Just feeling little off."

Daisuke looked at her, concerned. She's been acting weird lately... But then he smiled. "You'll be fine by the end of the day. We got a new shipment today at the shop and we're supposed to meet up with the boys, remember? At the park?"

Kyoko grinned back in happiness, she remembered. "I remember now. Hai (Yes), it'll turn out okay. But it's not over yet." But it'll still be okay...is has to be.

Daisuke frowned, thinking she meant the other Chosen.

Kyoko tilted her head again, confused. "What are you frowning for? I only meant that this class isn't over yet."

Daisuke stopped frowning and smiled, laughing a little at his thoughts. "Hai, nandemonai (nevermind). Just thinking about the look on some virus digimon's face if he had to go to school."

"Such as...?"

Daisuke smirked as one image stuck in his head, quite randomly really. "Let's take Demidevimon..."


"TK, what do you think they're doing?" Hikari looked at her boyfriend. All she saw was the teacher speaking to the two other digidestined and them occasionally laughing at something or other.

"Nothing, probably. They're just working. Don't worry. Gym is next and everyone has that class together today."

Hikari stared TK strangely.

"Hikari, don't you remember? The school is trying something new today. They are going to see how Co-ed P.E. works out."

"Oooh. Hai, I recall hearing that. I must have forgotten. You're right. This can and will be worked out. We can get it together next period. What are you drawing?"

TK ginned at his girlfriend. "A camera with light and flowers around it. It represents you. You love cameras, your crest is light, and you remind of a flower."

"A flower?"

"Yep. Delicate and beautiful, yet strong and lasting when cared for." TK smiled as Hikari blushed a light pink. "So what did you draw Hika-chan?" His grin grew wider as she blushed further. She was going to tell him, but an outburst of laughter came from Daisuke and Kyoko's area.


"Hahahahahahahahah! That was great! Kami, that's a perfect imitation!" Kyoko was doubled over laughing at the expression Daisuke was wearing.

'Kari frowned confusedly and mentally crushed the emergence of certain emotions that rose in response to the happy pair. That aspect of their relationship, for whatever it happens to be, is none of my concern.

TK was having similar problems as he suppressed the urge to walk over there and pull Kyoko away from Daisuke. Who cares? I have Hikari. I chose Hikari over Kyoko and Hikari chose me over Daisuke. Kyoko and Daisuke weren't even a consideration. Far too annoying, loud, not very bright either. But as of late... TK shook his head as if to clear his thoughts.

Hikari was silently waiting for Ms. Kayoshi's response and turned only to see her hiding her laughter. 'Kari turned again to see what everyone, the whole class getting into it, was laughing at. Her eyes widened at the look on Daisuke's face. He's imitating digimon! Is he insane! She took a deep breath. Okay, calm down. Nobody will recognize that fact unless they're a Chosen. He's just having a little fun and even TK doesn't seem too fazed. Saa (Well), I take that back. He looks furious. Oh, I see why. Daisuke looks like he's mimicking a confused Demidevimon. It's a good impression though and-and... What am I saying? TK's obviously trying not to get up and punch Daisuke. sigh He's still not quite over his previous run-in with Demidevimon and who can blame him?


#FLASH#

"ANGEMON!" A young, distraught Takeru drops to the ground as his digimon disappears in front of his very eyes.

"NOOOOO!"

#BACK#


I'll fix this.

Everyone looked up in confusion as Hikari Yagami walked calmly over to Daisuke and Kyoko's area as if she was going to give some monumental speech or something else of equal importance.

Daisuke was oblivious as he moved on to imitate MaloMyotismon. Kyoko noticed Hikari's presence and looked at Daisuke to tell him, but ended up holding her sides as she laughed at him again. She was in tears from laughing as was a couple others in the class. Ms. Kayoshi had given up and was laughing as well. MaloMyotismon! Of all the...! Hikari moved faster and reached their table. As Daisuke paused for a moment and started to join in the laughter, he felt someone behind him and turned. Big mistake.

SMACK

For the second time today, someone's head snapped to the side. This time it was Daisuke. He looked up quickly to find Hikari glaring at him. What's her problem! "What in Kami's name was that for!" Daisuke was standing and, to everyone's surprise, especially Hikari's, was glaring daggers back at her. Geez, that hurt!

((Please excuse the over-used expression. sweatdrop))

"Well? Why did you slap me?" His voice was calm, but definitely cold.

Hikari simply stared back blankly, effectively forgetting any purpose she had in coming over here and then slapping him. Why did I do that? I was upset...offended... "I-I guess I was a-angry..." She stuttered and then trailed off at the disbelieving look in his eyes.

"You came over here and slapped me because you were angry? What anger? I didn't do anything to you! I wasn't even looking in your direction, much less aggravating you!" His eyes flashed in disbelieving anger. Daisuke closed his eyes and blew out some air. He did this for a minute or so and reopened his eyes. He turned sharply and sat back down. All he said was, "If you didn't find my impressions funny, all you had to do was say so."

And with that he grabbed his things, followed by a worried Kyoko, and handed his finished sketch to Ms. Kayoshi. Kyoko was frowning worriedly, but handed her completed sketch to the teacher as well. Uh-oh... Warning: Mt. Motomiya is in danger of errupting. Kyoko looked at Ms. Kayoshi's blank expression after looking at her sketch. She bowed slightly, an apologetic look on her face.

"Gomen (Sorry). Bad day."

Ms. Kayoshi nodded, but frowned as Daisuke walked over to the door and stopped. Her frown deepened in confusion and concern as Kyoko also headed that way and stopped. "Daisuke...Kyoko. Where do you two think you're going? If you need some ice from the nurse's office, I'll give you a pass."

Daisuke shook his head 'no'. He merely held up his watch and tapped it. Kyoko smiled at Ms. Kayoshi's questioning look.

Ms. Kayoshi then nodded in understanding and waved just as the bell rung. Theyhad beenfor a cue to leave.


By the lockers...

"Daisuke, ogenki desu ka (are you okay)?"

Daisuke smiled brightly, which confused Kyoko. Talk about your mood swings. "Genki desu (I'm fine)."

Kyoko raised an eyebrow in suspicion. "Dai', you just got slapped. Hard. I see a red handprint where she hit you. That's gotta sting just a tad bit. You're really strong, but still..." She trailed off. A slap is a slap...and Hikari put some power in that one.

Daisuke had raised his hand to silence her as they headed to the gym. "I just decided to fully put myself in this 'revelations' thing."

"Sou desu ka (Is that so/Oh really)?"

"Hai. I just remembered something."

"What's that?"

"We've got Co-ed P.E. as a little experiment by the school now, remember?"

A devious smirk crossed Kyoko's face and wine sparkled with mischievous light. "Oh yeah...Yet another perfect opportunity. My, my...destiny is just handing out opportunities on a silver platter today, ne (right)?"

"Hai, the fates are feeling generous today."

The two smiled as they discussed a plan to discreetly show off. There's nothing wrong with showing off. Just as long as you don't show it all. Gotta save some for later suspense. Daisuke chuckled to himself as he and Kyoko laid out their simple, yet effective plan. Someone had once told him it was never wise to "lay all your cards on the table".


There's part 1... Wow, I've been gone a long time. shrugs Well, R/Rplease. Need reviews. Ja!