Cw: Here's the next xhapter! I decide to upload even if I only did get one review! And Thank you, Aristide, for the review. I acyually have more written and it may lapse to and from 1st and 3rd and person! ; Anyway, here's to hoping I get more reviews!

Haru: The crazy author does not own Digimon. We all know how it would be if Cw DID own it...

Cw: -mad- You're looking a bit thin Haru...

Ch. 2 Takeru's Reflection Takeru's POV

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!" Takeru wakes up in a hot sweat. He feels his body...and its..still the same. Slim. 'What was that?' Takeru asks himself. '...And where's...Daisuke..' The thought of the name causing Takeru to blush and...'Why do I want Daisuke here now?' He once again asks himself a question. Takeru then shakes his head. "It was only a dream, it wasn't real." He tries to talk himself down. "Not yet, my child..." Takeru whirls around to find the source of the female voice...but only finds shadows.... Takeru shakes himself again and turns to look at his alarm clock. 10:43. He then sighs. At least tomorrow was Saturday. Takeru then saddened at the reminder of today's events.

It had been the first day back to school, from Christmas break, but a giant chain of blizzards had snowed almost everyone in until late March. Besides Yamato, who had been snowed in with him, he hadn't had any contact with his friends for months. They had all seemed the same; Iori, quiet; Miyako, obnoxious; Ken, quiet like Iori; Kari, chattering away; but Daisuke...Daisuke had gained weight. A LOT of weight. Takeru wouldn't just call him chubby either, Daisuke had gotten FAT. Takeru guessed he had gained at least 50 pounds. He apparently knew too, by the way he had his head in a book and was wearing a baggy sweater. Takeru could see, however the strain his 40-inch waist caused on his 25-inch pants. He was amazed Daisuke could even breathe. What I did next I immediately regretted but I just couldn't resist. I took two chocolate bars my mom had given me that morning, unwrapped one and started to eat it, and walked over to him. I then handed one to him and asked, "Want one Daisuke?" in the most innocent voice I could muster. He then put down his book and looked at me suspiciously, but seeing I was already eating one, took it and ate it greedily, smearing the chocolate all over his forever-tan face. He then licks his fingers and actually smiles at me, albeit with fire in his eyes, and playfully says, "Thanks T.S., I didn't have any decent food at my house for months!" I then seize my opportunity. I come up close to him, making him a little red and say, "Your new belly says otherwise!" I then lift up his shirt, exposing his prominent gut resting on his pants, and grab a big roll of flab on his side, a love handle I guess, making his new, whole layer of fat jiggle. I was almost sad to let go; Daisuke's little roll felt a warm pillow. At first he was surprised but his face then contorts in a scarlet rage, as his features show embarrassment and fury directed at me. It didn't help that the whole class was laughing now, either. Right now, I'm feeling terrible so I apologize. "I'm sorry Daisuke." I then flash my trademark grin at him. "But I couldn't resist!" I then playfully poke him, causing him to jump. BIG mistake. His chubby features, if possible, become more etched with hatred and before the bell rings, signaling the end of the day, he whispers so that only I can hear, "I'll have my revenge, Takeru." He then dashes out, receiving snickers from some students, and his new belly bouncing.

Takeru sighs heavily again. 'Its not like he couldn't work it off in the Summer...' he then pictures Daisuke shrinking back to his slim, former self and saddens a tad, he thinks, for no apparent reason. He then imagines the thin Daisuke inflating to his current size and brightens up. Takeru then daydreams, 'Aww, Daisuke looks cuter fat anyway...' Takeru then lies back down and tries to fall asleep...but to no avail. He bolts back up a minute later, his face as red as roses. 'Did I just think Daisuke was cute!?! Cute AND fat!?!' I think frantically. 'I did enjoy the way his new...flab...felt today...' Takeru shakes his head and then banishes the thought from his mind. 'I'm just feeling guilty...I should make it up to him though...I know! I'll hang out with him tomorrow and treat him to anything he wants!' This cheers me up. It was a perfect plan. "I hope I don't go broke though.' I think again, wondering how much Daisuke's appetite has increased with his added girth. I chuckle at that thought and get up and wander into the kitchen. The clock on the wall reads 11:30. I sure spent a long time thinking. I then reach up into a cabinet and bring out some Cheetos. 'I know its late but..' my stomach suddenly gurgles. 'I suddenly find myself hungry!' I finish, ripping into the cheetos and bringing a few to my mouth. I then return with the bag to my room and get in bed. 'Its not like I'LL end up fat...' Takeru then falls asleep. Unknown to him, his flat stomach glows blue for a few seconds and gets just a bit flabbier. "...And so it begins..." a female voice declares, but there is only shadows...