Krazy 4 U

A Digimon fanfiction

Written by Bexi

Chapter Five

T.K. sighed heavily as he slatted his blue pen on the desk and leant forward on his elbows. He stared at the writing on the lined paper, which read, "Biology report for Mr Kibito.

Name: Takeru Takaishi.

Class: 7B.

Title: The Process of Cell Division.

Mitosis is…"

He couldn't concentrate and had officially given up after trying for the past couple of hours. Kari had phoned and asked if he wanted to work with her but he, kindly, declined the offer. She hadn't been too offended by his rejection and thoughtfully added that the offer was still open. Right now he was seriously considering her offer.

T.K. scratched his head as he pulled off his hat and threw it down.

He sighed again. "Mitosis is…"

He looked over and watched as his hat slowly began to wiggle around. He heard a soft mumbling noise before a small orange and white digimon with winged ears popped out. It looked on at T.K. with large eyes and crawled over.

"Are you all right, T.K.?" Patamon asked. He could hear his friend mutter under his breath as he nodded curtly.

"I'm fine, Patamon … just…"

He could never work when something preoccupied his mind and he took off his hat to those who were able to work under heavy pressure. He didn't understand how they could do that, just brush everything under the rug and pretend in didn't exist. Unfortunately, he couldn't brush his problem under the carpet because that proved to be rather difficult when it stared him in the face every other day.

"Is it really Jun?" he said aloud.

Patamon turned his head, confused. "Is what really Jun?"

T.K. shook his head and spoke in a dazed voice that wasn't inside the conversation he had with his digimon friend.

"Nothing."

Patamon jumped over to T.K. and sat on his paper, noticing that the blond didn't say anything. Was he even interested? The digimon thought for a moment. T.K. hardly mentioned anything to him. Ever since he came home from Matt's house he didn't seem like the cheery T.K. he swore to protect with all his might. It was clearly evident when he turned down dinner, claiming that he had all ready eaten at Matt's and wasn't hungry. But there was nothing wrong with skipping a meal here and there, was there?

"T.K., what's wrong? You know you can tell me anything. I'm your friend."

"I'm fine, really. Just stuck on a word and we're not allowed to use computers. I haven't seen the dictionary in ages either."

Almost as if he had been burned by Argumon's breath, T.K. stood up banged his hands on the table, missing Patamon by a hair.

"Dictionary! That's it!"

Patamon was more confused now that he had ever been. The digimon slowly fluttered upwards and hovered in front of T.K.

"What's so important about that, T.K.?"

'Humans could be ever so funny,' Patamon thought when he followed T.K. with his eyes. The blond quickly reached for his hat and picked up his paper, not complaining as it crumpled when he forced it inside his bag.

"C'mon, Patamon," he shouted back as he headed out the open door.

Patamon stared at his friend and it wasn't until he heard him going to the stairs that he shouted, "Hey, T.K.! Wait for me."

He rapidly flew out the door and followed T.K., who was in a large rush to get out the front door that he got caught on the handle.

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"T.K., where are we going?" Patamon asked, trying to get his head through the zip but being told by T.K. that too many people were around for him to poke his head out. The orange and white creature pouted but listened closely to T.K.

"I'm going to find a dictionary. And where better to start looking that at Davis's?"

Patamon couldn't see the smile but he knew it was there.

"Why are you going all the way to Davis's for a dictionary? Kari lives closer … is Davis's special?"

The blond laughed at the digimon's innocence. Patamon had no idea how special it could be if it was the same that he was looking for. He only hoped that Kari wouldn't see this as him preferring to work at Davis's house that with her.

"T.K.?" Patamon called softly. "What's a dictionary?"

The blond laughed. "It's a book that has words inside it, but not like a normal book. It's just words, like the word handsome, for example. It has all the words, in alphabetical order, and their definition."

"Oh."

He saw Davis's house and walked up to the front door, keeping his finger on the bell longer than he intended. He waited and rung the bell again but still no one answered. He was about to walk away when he heard the door being opened. T.K. spun on his heel and as Davis standing there, a strange expression on his face.

"What are you doing here, T.K.?" he asked him.

T.K. noticed that the brown-haired DigiDestined hadn't insulted him within the first sentence of speaking to him. 'That's a first,' he smiled to himself, 'but it is only the first sentence and I haven't told him that I came to "borrow" a dictionary.' It was only saying it in his head that he realised how lame that seemed. He decided that he would swallow his pride and lie his way through this.

"I was wondering whether you could … help -- no, assist -- me on my assignment, I can't get around the first part."

Davis just shrugged his shoulder and nodded. "Leave your shoes by the front door," he reminded him.

T.K. followed the order and quickly made his way to the lounge and it come as a big surprise when he saw Kari sitting on the floor writing on her several pages of paper. She looked up and arched a curious brow.

"T.K., why are you here?" she asked him, waiting for a believable excuse.

He didn't think that he would have to answer to Kari. Not only did he have to ask to look at Davis's dictionary, but also he had to give a reason why he was here rather than with her. 'Wait a minute…'

"Why are you here? You said that you'd be working at home."

Patamon instantly jumped from T.K. backpack and made his way to the other two digimon in the corner.

Kari smiled radiantly and brushed back her short locks with her hands. Her wine-coloured eyes pierced his, searching for the answer she sought.

"Davis needed my help but that doesn't explain why you're here. Not to insult anyone, but why on earth would you pick to study with Davis over me?"

It was just an obscene thought but made the perfect question that T.K. couldn't change the subject from. Davis was curious also, smiling and placing his hands in the pockets of his brown shorts.

"Erm…" T.K. stuttered slight and could feel the blood rushing to his face with the awkward gazes he received. "I … you may think this is the lamest excuse you've ever hear and it's rather funny." He laughed by no one joined in. "I just came to borrow a dictionary."

'Geez, that sounds even worse coming from my mouth than it did saying it over in my head.' He knew that his friends ultimately agreed with him. Kari blinked several times and shook her head. Davis smiled gleefully.

"Well, you came to the right place, T.S.," he said, stretching his arms. "I'm the equivalent to a dictionary. Intellect." He tapped his head with his fingers and smiled wider, if possible. "So, what word do you need to know?"

His bright blue eyes widened. "Erm, I'll need to see it in a dictionary first."

"Well, how do you pronounce it then?"

"Erm, I'm not sure … I can't pronounce it … properly."

Davis looked to Kari but found no response from the girl.

"Okay, what does it begin with?"

"Erm…"

T.K. wished that the floor would open up and swallow him whole, anything to rid himself of the embarrassment that consumed him. Why him? Why did he even bother? Wouldn't it have been an easier task to just sit at home and write about cells? 'Matt better appreciate what I'm doing for him!' T.K. complained silently.

That was the last straw for Davis.

"Okay then, T.K., what's the catch? You're being stranger than you usually are, and that's strange because your natural ability to be strange is just … strange."

T.K. raised a brow. "And you say I'm strange? I never knew it was possible to use the word 'strange' four times in the same sentence. I guess you proved me wrong … you could make it into the Guinness Book of Records if you really put your mind to it."

"Don't try and insult me in my house, T.P., because you'll just fail miserably."

"I was trying?"

Kari pushed herself from the floor and walked over to stop the small insults that would soon turn to mindless taunts if the expert wasn't around the straighten things.

"T.K., this isn't really the time to provoke Davis into a slanging match." She smiled and added, "especially if you want to borrow his dictionary so badly that you came all the way over here for it."

Davis smiled triumphantly and was prepared to make the blond boy beg for the dictionary when Kari asked him to lend it, that way they could all work together. Naturally, Davis sulked but succumbed to Kari's feminine charms that he adored so much. He saw the blue and red book and threw it, rather roughly, at T.K. He watched the boy skim through the pages with a fixed expression on his face. Usually if one needs to find a word, they are able to make a start by searching through the letter it begins with. But, T.K. seemed confused when asked that question. 'How on earth did that boy make it through kindergarten?' Davis wondered.

"Is this the only dictionary you have in the house?" T.K. asked, not looking from the book.

"No, there's the dictionary in my sister's sorry excuse for a bedroom. Why? Is my dictionary not good enough for you?" he snorted as he crossed his arms.

"It's just that this one is the old edition," he lied completely but made it sound genuine. "The words I need are in the new edition."

"Obviously the words you're looking for, if you know what they even are, aren't standard Japanese," Davis muttered.

As before, T.K. asked to look at Jun's and Davis was prepared to make him beg but Kari decided that that wasn't necessary. He sulked again and thought, miserably, that maybe Kari liked T.K. better than him. He shook his head and passed it off as stupid thoughts breaking through his sanity. Why would she possibly prefer a scruffy blond to a dashing brunet? He left it at that, claming victory between him and his 'other self'.

He left to find the dictionary, fearing his sister's Mattdom, the shrine she made for Matt. Davis pitied the poor blond, one for being related to T.K. and two for being the object of desire in his sister's eye. What could possibly be any worse?

"Here," he said, passing the book to T.K.

T.K. swallowed hard as he took the book with shaky hands. What if it was Jun? What if it wasn't? What would he do if it were? What would he do if it weren't? The repetition could cycle for years to come and he knew that he would at least have to see now.

He opened to the pages on letter 'O'.

No pages were ripped.

He turned to the letter 'L'.

No pages ripped there either.

He turned to the pages on letter 'C'.

The page…!

…Was just torn and turned over.

No pages in this dictionary were missing. But Jun could have covered her tracks. 'Or Matt could have a crazed lunatic sending him clips from a dictionary!' Oh, anything could be possible! What was he supposed to do now?

To be continued…

Author's notes: I liked that chapter when I thought it over in my head and I enjoyed writing it … Matt being tortured does beat it by miles, but that came a close second. I'm in a happy mood and am not ashamed to shout it to the world!

"I'M HAPPY!"

I had my VERY LAST assessment and I can relax again … until the end of this month where I have my three exams (shock, horror!). I hate exams, almost as much as spiders. They are just not natural to me and they shouldn't be there. Eights long, hairy legs … the way they scurry across the ceiling when your trying to sleep. Yuk! They're just gross!

I can't believe all the reviews I got, I'm so excited.

Reviewer's response:

Vi: I really enjoy writing about close family members because it's just so heart warming and I expect, even though Matt wasn't there when T.K. was actually growing up, T.K. would still classify his brother as his best friend. I just think it's so sweet. Thanks for pointing out the typo and Jun is a nutcase … sorry if there are any Jun fans who are reading this. I'll stop because I'll just likely to dig myself into a hole. Thanks for the review.

Curtis: As you can gather I've decided to call you Curtis. Is Jun gonna go too far? When doesn't she (I find her sooo annoying, but I'm still willing to write about her).

Yamatoforever: I never said the stalker was a girl, I just said that you offended 'me'. I can't give anything away, but just telling you this … a person is only as strong as their mind … think about it. This just giving it away bit time that I'm gonna ruin Matt's life, is it? Well, you all ready knew that.

Nikki1: So you don't think the crazy lady is Jun … she is in her own little way. Are you right or are you wrong?

Sailormoonshadow: Thank you for the review and I really hope you continue reading this little fic.

Thanks guys

Bexi