WARNING: This story is an AU and it contains Yaoi. If you don't like, don't read. It's simple as that.

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. If I did, Yamato and Taichi would be all over each other! :] Okay, Barbie and Ken are mention in this chapter, not the first...so, I do not own Barbie and Ken.

A/N: This chapter is longer than the first. Aren't you happy? :) I won't talk much so you can get more reading done.

Clash

By: Lugga

Chapter 2: Payback

Today was Wednesday and my friends and I decided not to go to class. We all stayed over at my room and just chilled. "Hey Shiro, pass the chips," Daisuke said with his mouth full of sandwiches.

Shiro gave Daisuke the bag of chips and started going back to his own food. Ken sat on my bed with a salad and water. I stared at Ken and his so-called food, "Is that your meal?" I asked.

Ken looked up and simply said yes. No wonder this guy is a stick. Daisuke replied, "I can't even eat that healthy. I need to give you my manual of which food is good and which food is bad. But I understand that you have to keep that girlish figure," Daisuke winked at Ken.

Ken's pale skin soon turned a bright red. I wonder if Ken is a... "Hey Ken...do you think Daisuke is attractive?"

"Yeah, his tanned skin gives him that exotic thing going on," Ken answered without realizing what he just said.

The room fell silent for a long while. Ken turned redder than before while Daisuke had his mouth open, exposing all the food mixed together to form a colorful chunk. Yup, he is. I kept switching my view from Ken to Daisuke. Both were looking at each other, none dared to blink.

"Wow that's something," Daisuke broke the silence of the room.

Ken looked away, embarrassed to show his face. "It's ok to have a crush from the group Ken," Shiro tried to make him feel better. Now all the attention turned towards Shiro. He quickly said, "I mean for him, not for me. I am not what you think I am."

I moved my lips in a way to form the word "sure."

"I thought my tan gave me a dark look," Daisuke said as he had no clue what Ken actually meant. "...Wait! You mean Ken likes me? That's...odd." Ken got up and left the room.

"What did you do Daisuke?"

"I'll be back you guys." He got up and walked out of the room.

(Daisuke's point of view)

I left the guys behind and started searching the halls for Ken. "Man Ken, why do you have to leave so far? You know your long legs take you to farther places."

I then passed by a hallway and saw Ken walking towards the cafeteria. "Wait up Ken!" I ran in his direction and saw that he was a bit embarrassed. "Ken!"

He stopped in his tracks and asked, "What do you want Daisuke?"

I made my way to stand in front of him. "Can we talk?"

"There's nothing to talk about. I don't care what you think. I don't like you and you don't like me."

"Then why did you leave the room? I know there was a reason for all this. Just tell me, do you or do you not?"

He rolled his eyes and said, "I don't."

"Oh you can't believe how relieved I am. I almost had a heart attack." Ken glared at me and took off. "You liar, you do."

"I don't; get it through your thick skull."

I caught up to with him and took a hold of his arm, "Don't lie to me. Ken, I need to know; I'll be cool with it."

"If I tell you, would you leave me alone?"

"Sure."

He took a deep breath, "...I do. Now please, let go of my arm."

"Wow, that's...pretty awesome. I lied, I'm not going to let go."

"C'mon Daisuke, you thinking that's pretty awesome? You're not even gay or bi."

"True, true but I know this for a fact, both sexes dig me."

Ken chuckled, "Just because I like you; that does not mean all guys think you are attractive."

"Let's go back. I'll get use to the whole liking thing."

I dragged Ken back to Taichi's dorm room and caught Taichi and Shiro sneaking out of my room, carrying one of my boxers. "What are you doing?"

They jumped up and Taichi just blurted out, "Shiro convinced me."

Shiro quickly turned his gaze at the brunette, "You liar, you were the one that came up with the idea to put Daisuke's boxers in Ken's drawer." I blushed as Ken concealed his smile behind his hand. You'll like that wouldn't you? I thought.

(Taichi's point of view)

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A few hours passed and it was time for lunch. We all agreed to go there and eat whatever they offered. I led the way to our table and took a seat. "I'll stay with you Taichi, so that s/he won't bother you."

"Thanks but I could take care of myself."

"Right..." I heard Daisuke say once the three of them left the table.

I sat down and buried my face within my arms. This school is so boring...there's nothing to do whatsoever. There are only guys to look at and I'm not into them. I sighed, "Where are the girls when you need them?"

"They're all like a mile or two away," I heard someone say.

"Just my luck, I would've at least had fun if they were next door. You won't believe the trouble I'll go through."

"I can imagine it. You'll get spotted easily with that hair of yours."

"Yeah..." I looked up and saw Yamato sitting across from me with his arms crossed. "When did you get here?"

"Like a minute ago."

"Get away from me, you have no reason to be here," I said with my eyes focusing on him.

He leaned in towards me and whispered, "I do. Remember about the conversation we had with the principal yesterday? Well, he is making sure I am talking to you and stuff. And if you look behind me, he is standing four tables away from us. So yeah, I do have a reason." He sat back at his normal position.

I looked behind him and saw the guy standing there with his arms behind his back, smiling at me. "And why are you so worried? Aren't you one of those almighty guys that don't give a damn about anything?"

"I forgot to mention that we also had a little chat today in the morning. He said if I don't do the whole thing with you and try to be more...you know, he'll make sure I don't participate for the Talent Show."

"So that's your weakness...I wonder how you will react if I tell the hairy guy that you were threatening me?"

Yamato raised his voice, "If you do, you won't believe what things I'll do to you."

"Are you trying to seduce me? I'm flattered but I'm that type of guy."

He glared at me, "No you idiot. Well, my job here is done." He got up and said, "Don't think this little talk changes anything."

"All right," I simply said as Yamato left the table and headed in the direction of the old guy. "I wonder what his talent is?" I chuckled a bit, "Maybe his talent is being the best drag queen." I laughed some more.

"What are you laughing about?" I heard Shiro's voice came between my thoughts.

"Nothing, just that Blondie here is doing what the beast is saying."

All three of the guys just stared at me. "And do you see them now?" Daisuke asked as all three of them sat down.

"They left."

"Sure..." Ken said slowly.

Poor Yamato...you and your pretty boy looks. "I'll be back, my turn to get my lunch." I stood up and walked around the table to get to the line. I gazed around the cafeteria and spotted Yamato with the other blond and the brunette sitting on the opposite side of the room. He was laughing with his friends to what appears to be a joke that the brunette had said.

Look at those perfect white teeth, you could spot them a mile away. And his hair, prickly and clean. His eyes, intense and deep. And why am I still staring at him? ...Ohhhhhhh, no, I hate him even more. I soon got my tray and headed back to my table. Daisuke was talking to Ken and Shiro was peacefully eating his pasta. I took a seat and tried to hear what Daisuke was saying. It went something like this, "Hey Ken, where's your Barbie?"

Ken rolled his eyes and said, "Don't you mean where's my Ken?"

He thought about it. "That's right"

"Sorry Daisuke but that tease won't affect me any more."

"Tell me again why you like me?"

The dark haired boy sighed, "Because you have the perfect body, and you're fun to be around."

"I like the first thing you said, not the second."

Sick, too lovey-dovey. Wait...when did Daisuke care so much on what a guy thinks of him? Need to ask? Definitely. "When did you care so much on what a guy thinks of you?" I asked as I took a bite of my burger.

He turned to glance at me, "Since I found out that Ken likes me."

"I shouldn't have told him, he kept asking me during the lunch line why I like him," Ken commented.

"Hey, I enjoy those words."

"I thought you like girls Daisuke."

"I do but earlier today I realized that Ken is like a girl." Ken hit Daisuke on the arm. "I mean, I need to experience with both genders," he lied and winked at me.

"And you're okay with that?"

"Sure, I don't really care. Just as long as someone likes me, then I'm there."

"That's cool."

"What if an old guy likes you?" Shiro asked as he joined the conversation.

Daisuke thought about it, "Whoa, I didn't think of that. I guess...wait, no, that would be too weird. So far Ken is the only guy that likes me and I'm satisfied with that."

Ken blushed with embarrassment and turned away. "Someone is getting the butterflies," I said.

Daisuke turned his attention to the dark haired boy who was sitting next to him. He smiled, "Sorry about that little statement."

Shiro tried to get a peek of Ken. "C'mon Shiro, let's leave Ken and Daisuke alone."

"Fine." We got up and dumped our trays to the nearest trashcan and walked out of the cafeteria. "Will you ever like a guy if he likes you?" He asked as we roamed the halls.

"Right now I'm not thinking about it but if it comes to that, I'll probably have to think it through," I said as I put my hands in my pant's pocket.

"I doubt any of the guys would like me."

I looked at him, "You would like to experience it?"

"I guess...well as you can see, no girls like me. So I might as well see where I could go with guys."

"All right, I get you." We entered a new hall, "Let's change the subject. Whose room are we going to crash tonight?"

"I guess mine since we stayed in your room when we first got here."

"Excellent." Both of us stopped by a trophy case and decided to have a look.

"Look there, there's a guy here who has the highest GPA in the whole school," Shiro pointed.

I read the trophy, "'Tachikawa Leon '" I laughed, "You might have a little competition Shiro."

He looked away, "I guess, even though I had that record at our old school for three years in a roll."

I glanced at another one and it said, 'Ogita Akira...1st Place...Best Craziest Drummer.' I moved on to the next one, 'Takaishi Takeru...1st Place...Killer Bass Player.' There was another one next to it, 'Ishida Yamato...1st Place...Unbeatable Guitarist/Vocals.' Ok, too much exaggeration. I guess Yamato has a band or something. That explains why he is doing this whole thing that the bushy guy asks him to do so he won't miss the Talent Show.

"Let's leave, I don't like this Leon guy," Shiro said as he walked away furiously.

I followed him and said, "It's ok Shiro, you'll at least get one trophy."

"Thanks Taichi for making that much better."

I laughed, "Sorry." We went around a corner and I was suddenly pulled inside a classroom. "What the-" I finally realized that I was dragged in. Soon a blind fold went over my eyes and then my arms were tied. I heard footsteps walking towards the door and locked it.

Shiro banged on the door, "Taichi?"

"What do you want?" The footsteps came towards me and stopped in front of me. "Let me go you jerk!"

"If you scream, you'll regret it."

"Yamato?"

"Luckily you are alone; I left your friend out there."

"What do you mean 'luckily'?"

"Taichi? Are you ok?" Shiro called out.

"Because if he was here, we'll probably have to treat him with the same treatment."

My eyes widen behind the blind fold. "You're not alone?"

"I brought my brother and my friend. Takeru, untie the blind fold."

Soon the cloth came off my face and I could see the whole thing. Yamato was sitting on top of a desk in front of me while Takeru, the other blond, was walking away from me. The brunette was standing by the wall close to the door.

"Akira, make sure no one comes our way with a key," Yamato told him.

"All right."

"What are you going to do to me?" I glared at the boy sitting on the desk.

"I don't know."

"Taichi! I'll be back, I'm going to get Daisuke and Ken," I heard Shiro run off.

"By the time he's here, we'll be gone," Akira laughed.

"What?"

Yamato smiled, "Ignore him, he doesn't know what he is saying."

"Yeah, I really believe you."

"Yamato, we have to make this quick, the teacher for this class will be back in a few minutes," Takeru reminded him.

"Akira, Takeru, take Taichi here to the boy's locker room." Both of the guys chuckled and grabbed a hold of me. "But first, let me tape up his mouth," Yamato took out the tape and walked to my direction.

"You son of a bitc-" The tape covered my mouth.

The two guys lifted me up and Yamato unlocked the door. They quietly left the room and headed for the boy's locker room. Stay calm, I'll get them back. I promise I'll get them back. We arrived at the place shortly and soft laughter came out of the guys. "We're here," Yamato said as he opened the door for us to enter. We went in and I was forced to sit down on the benches.

"Ok, here's the deal. If you try to fight back, we'll hang you up on the locker with nothing to cover your skin." Akira then said, "That means you'll be naked. And if you don't, we'll still hang you up but only your boxers to cover that cough-cough." He turned to Takeru, "Got the scissors?"

"Yup," he handed him the object.

I looked around for Yamato but he was nowhere to be seen. Where is that little bastard? The brunette was standing behind me, cutting my overly exaggerated hair. Chunks of hair fell here and there. I tried my best to keep still and not to get up and start kicking some butt. Soon they were done and Akira said, "There, that wasn't so hard now was it?"

Takeru chuckled, "Hurry, let's get him on the locker."

Hands went everywhere; NOT exactly everywhere if you are thinking wrong. Akira took off my shirt and stated, "You keep it fit?"

I nodded, Yeah, I do. I thought it could get me some ladies.

Takeru took off my shoes and socks and threw them in the trashcan. Akira unzipped my pants and slid them down. "I hope this isn't turning you on. I'm not like that."

An idea rose to my head, A great way to start a rumor.

The two guys dragged me to a locker and with the rope around my wrist, they used it for hanging me up with a nail. "Hurry, we have to go," Takeru said as he fled the scene.

"Sorry about the whole situation. Smell you later." He left.

What to do now? P.E. doesn't start for like an hour or two later.

Later that day, an announcement went over the intercom, "Sorry for the interruption; students, there will be no P.E. today, due to the illness of the coach. We hope for him to get well. That is all." There was a click.

"Great, I'm stuck here." I banged on the locker. "I'll just have to wait till the guys find me. By now they should have found me." I sighed, "I hate this school."

"Taichi, are you in here?" Shiro's voice came from behind the door.

I looked quickly in the direction of the door, "Hurry, get me down!"

"Hey, Daisuke and Ken, I found him."

I heard footsteps arrive at the door. "Close your eyes and you better not peek!" I yelled.

The guys came in with their hands covering their eyes. Except for Daisuke, for being so slow, he walked in as if he didn't hear me. He saw me and quickly waved his hands back and forth. "Whoa, whoa, Taichi."

I glared at him. "Didn't you hear me?"

He turned away, "I think I didn't"

I sighed, "Well you might as well look. Can you get my clothes?"

Daisuke walked over to the pile of clothes and handed it to me. "Shiro, help me get Taichi down."

Shiro came my way, still had his eyes closed, and helped me down. "Thanks man," I said as I rapidly put on my shirt and pants. "Ken, can you please get me my shoes and socks? They're in the trashcan by the entrance. You could look now."

Ken uncovered his eyes and went to retrieve my belongings. Daisuke replied, "Don't tell me, Yamato did this?"

"Yeah..."

"What happened to your hair?" Shiro asked pointing to the missing portion of hair.

"Yamato's friends cut it," I said as I put on my socks and shoes.

"C'mon," Daisuke wrapped his arm around my neck, "you need a shower."

We got back to my room and I took a fast shower. When I came out, Daisuke had a blueprint of the whole school on the coffee table. Shiro and Ken were sitting around the map. "What are you doing?"

Daisuke glanced up from his plan, "We are making a plan to how to get Yamato and the others."

I dried up my short hair with the towel, "And where did that blueprint come from?"

"I don't know, there's no time to explain but right now, let me teach you the trick that we are going to do to the blonds and the other dude." I sat down on the floor and gazed at the map. "Ok, here's what we got but first we need to know what rooms they all sleep in."

"I could cover that," I volunteered.

"All right then. For Yamato, we were thinking about giving him a little makeover." He quietly whispered, "Like dying his hair a girlish color." He squinted his eyes. "This is going to be so sweet!"

"Ok, ok...good so far."

"Pretty much of a pink color," Daisuke continued, "Ken could get the paint since he has art class but one that doesn't come off."

"How are we going to do that?"

"I'm glad you asked," he said with a voice somewhat of a retail dealer. He stood up and grabbed a pillow from the bed. "All right, let me demonstrate. Say this pillow is the paint, right? And imagine this room is Yamato's room. Once we know what room he is in, we would make our move once he leaves the room." He walked over to the door and said, "This is what my sister did to me several times but this is not as dangerous as hers is. Ok, when we get to his room, we will open the door slightly. Just a little open so he could be able to push the door in order to have more room. We will then put the paint on top of the door." Daisuke grabbed a nearby chair and stood on top of it. He placed the pillow on top of the door. "You see, the wall and the door helps the pillow stay up. If we could do that, maybe the paint could stay up as well." He looked at Ken, "Ken, can you go outside? You are the only one who could fit through this small space."

"Very funny Daisuke," he got on his feet and made his way to the outside.

"Ok, now push the door open."

Ken did so and the pillow fell on his head. "Nice..." I said.

"And that's how Yamato will get pink all over his hair. The paint will spill and he would be a flower."

Ken sat back down, "I'll get the paint tonight."

"Not bad, I like it. But how are we going to get Takeru and Akira?"

"Those are the other guys? Well we haven't gone that far," Daisuke said as he nervously pulled his shirt's collar.

I started thinking and the words from Akira came back to me, I hope this isn't turning you on. I'm not like that. A grin crawled up my face. "I got it."

The guys paid close attention, "Shoot," Daisuke said.

"We could start a rumor that Akira likes Takeru. How we should do that? Well, we could secretly put a sleeping pill in both of the guy's drinks. Then, we put Takeru in Akira's room, both sleeping with each other. You know, to make it seem as though they are-"

"Drunk?" Daisuke asked clueless.

I sighed, "You other two know what I'm talking about right?" Shiro and Ken nodded. "Well we do that and we could put like an arm on the other guys stomach, waist, you name it. After that, take pictures and put them on the walls of the school."

All the guys liked the idea, "Awesome," they replied.

"Ken, you get the paint," Daisuke said.

"I'll get the room numbers."

"I'll try to find some sleeping pills," Shiro replied.

"Then that leaves me with the pictures."

Time for some pay back...

To be continued...

A/N: Well, there you go. Review!!!

-Lugga