Zero 2
ST: Greetings and salutations! How has summer been treating you? Good? Well? Fine? Great! My dad was nagging me today, saying things like, Is my daughter going to be connected to that computer all summer? and We need to discuss your internet privileges, and if you're on that all the time, it's going to be taken away. But, but, I'm going out tomorrow! I just needed to slave over this hot, crashing computer for at least one day to please my fans and post a new chappie! Parents, the downfall of the world's most creative people...
TK: Stop ranting. You've got disclaimers to do.
ST: Awww. I don't wanna. Do em Teeks. P-p-please?
TK: Tshh, no way.
ST: Pweese? T.T
TK: (sighs) Fine. Sentay doesn't own Sum41, the song Motivation, or The Island Def Jam Music Group. All rights reserved. Printed in the USA. Copyright 2001. Nor does she own Digimon.
ST: The day that I own Digimon is the day that the world is hit by the flaming balls of fire that fly out when the sun explodes. Yep. Let's hope that doesn't happen for another billion years, cause 1) I won't be around to own it and 2) even if I were, I'd die anyways from the flaming balls of fire and 3) that would be a nasty end to the world as we know it, or would in a billion years.
TK: Ouch.
ST: Tell me about it.
TK: Ouch, as in pain. As in it would hurt. Immensely.
ST: You dolt. I didn't ask for a definition. It's just a metaphor.
TK: Hey, I come from YOUR mind doofus.
ST: I didn't hear that. Ooooh! A shout out to mima57775. Thank you! It made my day to hear that I make yours!
TK: No, your stories make her day. Not you. Just the simple fact that you happen to write them and post them is sheer and unusual coincidence.
ST: Gawd, you can be a real-
TK: A real what?
ST: Hmm, jerk I guess.
TK: That's what you're gonna say? Lame-o.
ST:
TK: I think she's KO-ed. Anywayz, on with the story:
[chapter fi5e]
The very next day, bright and early, Tai was out the door and on his way to the train station. Of course, bright and early was 8:30 am, but close enough, ne?
At about 9:30, he arrived in Tamachi. But, instead of heading towards the garage, he headed towards the Ichijouchi residence. Reaching number 312, he gently knocked on the door. A lady with tired looking eyes appeared before him, smiling brightly. "Ohayo."
Tai bowed lightly. "Ohayo Ichijouchi-san. Is Ken-kun here?"
"Oh, hai! Are you and Ken-chan friends?"
Tai nodded as he was led inside. "What's your name?"
"Yagami Tai."
"Hai. You stay here. I'll go get Ken-chan."
Tai waited patiently as Ken's mother started walking to, what the thought must be "Ken-chan's" room. Within seconds Mrs. Ichijouchi came back with Ken behind her.
"Hey Tai! What's up?"
"Umm, you wanna watch us practice today?"
Tai gave Ken a look that simply said, 'You mine as well say yes, otherwise I'll give all hell.' Ken quickly nodded, no argument on his face. As Ken's mother watched her son, she quickly said, "Oh, Ken-chan, do you want some miso soup before you go?"
Ken smiled lovingly at his mother. "No okaasan. Thank you though."
Mrs. Ichijouchi made motions with her hands that meant for the boys to wait as she shuffled into the kitchen. When she left, Ken turned to Tai, his face bordering on laughter and endearment. "My mom's old fashion."
Tai smiled and nodded knowingly. Suddenly Ken's mother called out, "Tai- chan, do you like nuts?"
Tai quickly glanced at Ken, who was just as confused as he was. "Umm, yea, I mean, yes m'am!"
Before Tai could question his friend, Ken's mother was back, a small picnic basket in her hands. "Here are some chocolate rice balls, sushi, and banana nut muffins. Now you two take care and have fun."
Tai bowed his head. "Arigato, Ichijouchi-san."
Ken hugged his mother and took the basket into his hands. "Love you okaasan."
She smiled and hurried the two boys out the door. Once outside the complex, Tai and Ken began to laugh a riot. Ken leaned over and pinched Tai's cheek and mocked, "Tai-chan, now you make sure that you eat all your sushi like a good boy!"
Tai mocked back, "Hai Ken-chan! Of course!"
As they rounded the corner and the garages were in sight, only eight minutes off schedule for when practice was to start, Tai said, "Well, I don't care how old fashion your mom is. She's a sweetheart! I love chocolate rice balls."
When the two reached garage number 2, they were bombarded by TK and Dais. The two younger immediately snatched the basket and rummaged through it. Dai squealed with delight as he pulled out a banana nut muffin. "Yummy!"
TK chuckled at his koi and turned to Tai and Ken. "For a minute there, we thought that you were having another bad day."
Tai and Ken laughed. "No, not yet anyways."
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As the three band bois assembled their instruments, Ken nibbled on sushi and watched. Tai, once his guitar was slung across his shoulder, grabbed some papers out of his pocket and handed one to both Dai and Teeks. "This is a song I wrote. Let's try and work through it, kay?"
(a/n: I know, I know. Starting a band is waaaaaay harder, but we can dream no? Please bear with me as I fluff and cloud up their work. They gotta be good! It's like, the purpose of the story! Just pretend that they are the next Good Charlotte, kay? Thankies for understanding! Back to the story.)
The blonde and the burgundy nodded their heads vigorously and concentrated on their papers. Tai looked at his own copy for a minute himself before starting to strum the riff he had worked on the day before. Slowly, TK caught on and added his own part and Davis found his beat. In no time they were jamming and Tai began to semi-sing.
/What's the difference of never knowing at all/
When every step I take is always too small/
/Maybe it's just something I can't admit but lately/
/I feel like I don't give a shit/
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/Motivation such an aggravation/
/Accusations don't know how to take them/
/Inspiration's getting hard to fake it/
/Concentration's never hard to break it/
/Situation never what you want it to be/
n.n
/What's the point of never making mistakes/
/Self-indulgence is such a hard habit to brake/
/It's all just a waste of time in the end/
/I don't care so why should I even pretend/
n.n
/Motivation such an aggravation/
/Accusations don't know how to take them/
/Inspiration's getting hard to fake it/
/Concentration's never hard to break it/
/Situation never what you want it to be/
n.n
/Nothing's new/ everything's the same/
/It keeps on dragging me down/ it's getting kind of lame/
/Falling further behind/ there's nothing to explain/
/No matter what you say nothing's gonna change my mind/
n.n
/Can't pretend on doubt until the end/
/It seems like leaving friends has become/
/This years trend and though I can't pretend/
/It's not the same but who's to blame/
/For all the stupid things I never said/
n.n
/Motivation such an aggravation/
/Accusations don't know how to take them/
/Inspiration's getting hard to fake it/
/Concentration's never hard to break it/
n.n
/Motivation such an aggravation/
/Accusations don't know how to take them/
/Inspiration's getting hard to fake it/
/Concentration/
/Situation never what you want it to be/
n.n
/Never what you want it to be/
/Never what you want it to be/
It was rocky, but they went through it four more times before Tai called a break. You didn't have to tell Dai or TK twice. The two younger pounced on the lunch basket and divided the food amongst themselves.
"Hey! Save me a few chocolate rice balls!"
"Uh, too late."
Ken smiled and Tai scowled. "Oh Tai, chill. I'll buy you some more. C'mon." Tai and Ken departed from the garage, leaving Davis and Teeks to the half empty lunch basket. Ken led the taller towards a local candy store. "This place has the best chocolate covered rice balls, guaranteed."
Tai grinned. "Really? So, if I don't like them, do I get my money back?"
Ken hesitated. "Uh, no."
They both broke out into laughter and walked into the store. Ken grabbed a packet of rice balls dribbled in chocolate and paid for it at the counter. Once they left the store, Tai started walking towards a local soccer field instead of back towards the garage. Ken, confused, stopped.
"Tai?"
"C'mon. Teeks and Dai are probably mackin' right now. We don't wanna see that, now do we?"
Ken smiled and shook his head as he followed Tai across the street and towards the middle of the field. They sat smack on the centerline and opened the packet.
"So, why were you in Odiaba yesterday? In the rain?"
Ken, caught off guard, simply held a rice ball to his mouth, smirked and said, "Oh, you know. Just walking around. I like to walk you know. It's healthy."
Tai hmmmed, but still had a look of disbelief on his face.
"Truthfully? I was at Yamato's." A silence settled as Tai took in Ken's statement as well as another rice ball, picking at the crusted chocolate.
"I was just dropping off some of his old stuff that I still had. Pictures, clothes, movies, books-"Ken' voice cracked. Tai attentively watched his face pale and then try to regain its composure.
"Ken. You okay?"
He nodded slowly and looked up into Tai's eyes. They sparkled with a concern and protectiveness that made him feel whole and safe. "Let's go back?"
Ken nodded again and Tai stood up, offering his hand to Ken. He took it and Tai helped him up. As they stated to walk back, Tai gently ruffled Ken's hair. "Ken-chan, next time don't brush aside your problems and talk to someone."
"Hai Tai-chan."
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When Tai and Ken got back to the garage, TK and Dai were, in fact, making out. The quickly separated and they all got back to work: Tai directing TK and Dai, Ken watching and cheering.
When they had improved quite impressively (although Tai thought that they could do much better), Tai dismissed them.
As TK, Dai and Tai started towards the train station and Ken back home, Tai turned around and called out, "Bye bye Ken-chan! You take care now! And make sure you brush your teeth and clean behind your ears!"
Ken twisted around to face him, smiling, "You too, Tai-chan!"
Tai laughed and turned back to face the direction of his destination. TK and Dai were eyeing him suspiciously and curiously, but Tai didn't notice. He was too busy smiling.
[to be continued in the sixth installment of 02]
[and now a word from your authoress and her (crazy) muse]
TK: I saw what you typed! Bitch.
ST: No, bastard. Evil bastard! Ha.
TK: Okay, evil bastard.
ST [EB]: What?
TK: Nothing.
ST: So, did you guys like? I actually was listening to Sum41's CD while writing this. They rock. Except for the fact that they are orgy loving Canook drunks... But their music kicks ass!
TK: Nice. You like bands that like sex. Is that implying something?
ST: NO! I'm not even going to have this discussion with you, you worthless piece of afterthought.
TK: O-kay. Whatever.
ST: Anywho, I thought it would be cool to have Ken's mother have a little good old Japanese tradition. I hope my translations were accurate. I really reely hope so. I hate looking like a clueless newbie that doesn't care if she's screwing up. And feel free to correct em if I'm wrong! Please! But just don't come off all haughty, it's not like we're all perfect.
TK: Yea. What the evil bastard said.
ST: So, please review! I'm sooo no believing that I've been getting these chapters up so fast! I hope you all are enjoying the quickness. It's nice, isn't it? Whoopers! I've only been on ff.net for like, 5 months! It feels so much longer... Hmmmm, interesting. I'm sooo glad that I'm so liked! By you peoples. You rock! Now go review so I can thank you again, next time, on ZERO 2!!!! Uh, yea.
TK: Bye now, buh bye.
[tbc]
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