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 don't own Digimon. I also do not own Lyserg from Shaman King.

A/N: Hello everyone! Sorry that I took long... well, it was Christmas!! I hope everyone had a safe and Happy New Year. Umm... oh yeah, I would like to thank all my reviewers for keeping me pumped up to write. Love ya!

Clash

By: Lugga

Chapter 9:Eenie, Menie, Minie, Moe

(Taichi's P.O.V.)

Later that day, Yamato went back with his friends and Shiro and I went to our hotel room. Shiro was laying on his back on his bed while watching TV. I kept walking back and forth in front of the television and Shiro said, "If you don't mind, I'm trying to watch TV."

I stopped if front of it to get Shiro upset, "I can't believe Yamato accepted my offer! I mean, look at him, he's good-looking! I had so much fun today except when you came around and tried to ruin my date!" I sang happily.

"Date?" Shiro asked as he put his hands under his head. "You know, it's pretty weird hearing it from you since you kept talking about the beautiful ladies there are."

I ignored him and walked over to my bed. I sighed, "I can't wait to talk to him again... Those eyes of his...deep and mysterious. His hair...so soft and sensual. His voice...so sweet and-"

"All right, I get it!" Shiro replied as he turned off the TV. "Will you ask him out again?"

"Hell yeah!" I let myself fall on the bed; my stomach hitting the soft surface first. "Oh yeah, you better not have told anything to Yamato to try to scare him off."

"What makes you say that?" Shiro whispered.

"Remember when I asked some girl out in 8th grade?" I asked while seeing a smile form on Shiro's face.

He answered, "Yeah," the red head laughed, "that brings happiness to me."

I glared at him, "Well, you told her that I had lice, which it isn't true, and she called me on the phone the day before our date. Do you remember what she said?" Shiro covered his grin on his face and nodded. I continued, "She said to buy a brush...and, she told me to clip my toenails. Did you have anything to do with the toenail thing? You already confessed about the lice but not about the toenails."

"Maybe..." Shiro let the sentence die off.

(Daisuke's P.O.V)

Ken and I both decided to head to the beach for a stroll and then, we'll go swim. Ken had on black shorts, a white shirt that wasn't too big nor too small, and black flip-flops. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail; not leaving some strands of hair behind. Believe me, if you were to see s/he, Kenny can really pull off a girl figure. For me, I had on black swimming trunks with red stitching, and black flip-flops.

We held hands while walking quietly on the beach. I looked around and that's when I spotted a yellow Volkswagen Beetle in a parking lot nearby.

"Yellow-punch-buggy!!" I yelled as I punched Ken on his arm.

"Oww!" Ken shrieked as he covered his arm with his hand. Ken smiled back. "I'll get you back, Dai." He said while trying to look intimidating and just then, his eyes spotted a PT Cruiser in the same parking lot.

"No!" I laughed as I tried to run away but Ken caught my arm. My eyes bulged out, "Oww!" I yelled as Ken pinched me.

He laughed, "PT-pinchy!" He smiled triumphantly because he really laid one on me this time.

"I'll get you for this!!" I ran after him as Ken ran, laughing hysterically trying to avoid me. "Punch-buggy!!" I said as I held my fist in the air.

"You can't use the same buggy!" Ken replied as he couldn't stop laughing.

I caught up to Ken, grabbed him by his waist, and pulled him down to the ground. I pinned him down and suddenly I heard someone yell, "Hey! Get off of her!"

I stopped, her? Ken and I turned to the direction of where the voice came from. Ken said confused, "Her?"

I got off of Kenny and he and I stood up. Ken wiped his shorts to get out as much sand as he can. The voice can from a brunette quite built. He walked towards us while glaring at me. What did I do? The guy came to a stop a few inches away. He had no shirt on and Hawaiian type of swimming trunks. "You don't treat a girl like that," he said angrily as he pushed me.

Haha! This guy thinks Ken is a GIRL! Hahahaha!!!! The guy pushed me again and I laughed, "Good one." I turned to Ken, "Let's go."

"She isn't going with you," the guy said as he took a hold of Ken's arm.

Ken quickly looked at me as though he was saying, help! "Hey dude! Let go of her!" I replied furiously. Ken raised an eyebrow, Yes Kenny, I did say her "Who do you think you are? We don't even know you! Yet, you come our way and try to take my girl away."

Ken whispered between my teeth, "Guy..."

"I don't need to know you! You shouldn't be treating a girl like that! Girls should be treated with respect." The brunette looked at me from head to toe, "Well then, by the looks of it, I guess the less fortunate don't know the meaning yet."

That son of a b- I glanced to my left and smiled, "All right..." I quickly looked back at the brunette and took a swing at his face with everything that I got. The guy let go of Ken and covered his face with his hands. Ken walked over to me and held my arm.

A little blood started coming out of the guy's nostril. He wiped it with his palm, "You made me bleed," he said as he glared at me.

A grin crawled up my face, "Well then, I guess the less fortunate do know the meaning of kicking some ass." He turned around and walked away. I laughed, "That was cool."

Ken glanced at me, "You made him bleed..."

I looked down at the floor, "Yeah..." My face lightened up as I gazed back at Ken, "But that punch was pretty cool, right?"

Ken smiled, "Yeah, that was pretty sweet." I kissed his forehead and he said, "...my girl?" Ken raised an eyebrow.

"Well...you do have the figure..." I replied slowly. Ken playfully hit me on my stomach with his elbow. I held on to his arm tightly, "We have some unfinished business," I smiled as I gradually made my hand into a fist. "Punch...buggy..."

Ken's eyes widen, "No..."

(Taichi's P.O.V.)

Night fell and the principal suggested to have a bonfire. The guys and I wanted to go and have fun. Maybe by burying Daisuke under the sand and leaving him there...or...putting sand in Daisuke's pants. Hey, who knows? Shiro and I waited for Daisuke and Ken outside of the hotel. I studied Shiro's outfit and raised an eyebrow, "Who are you trying to impress? Your science teacher?"

Shiro had on dressy clothes and it made him stand out from the crowd. "Shut up Taichi; you look like you're going to a track meet."

I glanced at myself and I had on blue windbreakers with two white strips on each side, a white, plain shirt, and blue flip-flops. I laughed, "Better than yours."

"Ha-Ha," Shiro said.

The door opened and out came Daisuke, holding shoes, and Ken. Daisuke had on black shorts with red outline of flames at the bottom, a black muscle shirt, and black flip-flops. Ken, black jeans, and a dark blue shirt. "Where are your shoes?" I asked the dark haired teen.

"Daisuke is holding them for me; I'm going barefoot for right now," Ken answered.

Shiro and I grinned and said at the same time, "Aww...HOW SWEET!!"

Daisuke blushed, "Shut up."

Let's see if I could get him mad... I poked Daisuke's cheek, "Cute!"

Daisuke glared at me, "I know what you are trying to do Taichi..."

Shiro caught on and tickled Daisuke under his chin, "You are such a darling!"

Daisuke pushed Shiro's hand away, "Stop it. Let's go Ken..."

The couple passed by us and Ken tried to hide a smile from what had occurred. "You catch on quickly my friend," I told Shiro.

"Yea," he said shortly as we followed the guys to the beach.

(Yamato's P.O.V.)

My friends and I were at the beach around the bonfire. I gazed around for Taichi but no sign of him. Mostly everybody was here except for him and his friends. He's probably not going to come... Takeru was standing to my left and he said, "Looking for anybody?" Stop being so curious Takeru...

"Nah," I simply replied.

Akira stood on my other side and he seemed all pumped up, "Let's go guys! Let's make smores!"

I glanced at him, "Smores?"

The brunette's smile slowly disappeared , "...yes..."

I looked forward and closed my eyes, what's the use of being here if he isn't here? I opened my eyes, "Fine...let's make smores..." I glanced around me and no one was standing next to me. I found my friends on the other side of the bonfire where teachers were handing out the ingredients to make the smores. I sighed, "Alone...once again." I placed my hands in my pants pocket and turned around. I'm going to go sit away from this thing, I said in my head as I walked further into the beach.

(Taichi's P.O.V.)

We reached the bonfire shortly and Daisuke and Ken went right ahead and sat by themselves by the fire. Shiro and I stood side by side away from the couple, "I guess it is only you and me buddy."

"Yup," Shiro whispered.

"Well, what we planned to do to Daisuke is going to have to wait," I frowned.

"For at least half an hour," Shiro smiled.

I grinned, "Aye."

Shiro scratched his forehead, "Poor Daisuke."

Someone tapped Shiro's shoulder and Shiro quickly turned around and hit the person. "Ow..." the person covered his forehead.

"Lyserg! Not again; sorry about that," Shiro said worried.

"It's okay Shiro..." the green haired guy said as he put his hand down.

"Are you sure?" Shiro asked.

"Yeah..." Lyserg said.

I grinned, Poor Shiro...need to leave him with his chic... "I'll see you two later," I turned to Shiro, "Oh yeah, keep it down boy," I glanced down at Shiro and then back up at him.

"Shut up," Shiro said between his teeth.

I laughed as I walked away, "Haha...fun." I looked around, "Tonight is a good night to spend time with Yamato. Now, where could he be?" I spotted Takeru and Akira by the fire on the opposite side. "They probably know where he is at." I walked over to them and Takeru saw me.

"Can we help you?" the blond asked.

"Do you know where Yamato is at?" I questioned.

"No, I don't. You could leave now," Takeru said rudely.

"I'm not going to do anything bad to him," I replied.

"Oh okay," Akira budded in, "I think he left further into the beach," he pointed to my left. "He seemed kinda blue."

"Thanks man," I smiled.

"No problem," the brunette said.

I turned to my left and I heard Takeru say to Akira, "Why did you do that for?"

"He's a brother; he's a brunette."

"So?" Takeru replied.

I strolled down the beach and in a far distance I spotted someone sitting in the sand around a small campfire. He had his knees up with his arms around them. "That's him..." I got closer and closer and I finally reached there. "Hey."

Yamato quickly glanced up, "Hi."

"Can I sit down? Or do you want to be alone right now?" I asked to make sure.

"Go ahead... I could use the company."

Yes sir! I sat next to the blond who had on blue jeans, folded at the bottom, and a green shirt. I sat Indian style with my arms behind me as I leaned against them. "So, why so lonely?"

Yamato looked back at the ocean, "My friends wanted to make smores and I really didn't and other reasons..." he drifted off.

"Oh... Care to talk about it?" I asked.

Yamato nodded his head, "Nah..."

"All right." He is blue... He isn't talking much. I want him to really look at me. "Hey, sorry about all the things I've done to you and you're friends. Don't know if I said it before but...you know," I smiled.

He turned to me and looked at my lips, "I'm sorry too." He looked up at me, "I did all that stuff because I had my reasons." He brought his attention back to my lips, "Sorry." Yamato turned around and sighed.

Why is he looking at my lips... "It's okay." I wonder if he is feeling okay.

Yamato tried to look away but then he went back to glance at my lips. He said, "Let's put all this..." The blond looked down, "behind us."

"Sure... I had fun talking to you earlier. It was something that I couldn't talk to with my friends. Daisuke is just into Ken, and Ken into Daisuke. Shiro isn't into that kind of music. I mean, he doesn't listen to anything. Except, well, if you count on the sound that computers make."

Yamato chuckled and said, "Takeru, Akira, and I like the same music but we really haven't talked to each other about our interest in a long time. Akira is the jokester in my group. Takeru...well, he is like the mom of the group."

I started to think, "In mine...umm. Ken is like the mom a bit...sort of. Shiro is more like the I-don't-want-to-do-that-guys-but-what-the-hell. Daisuke, now there's a party animal. Once, I saw him drinking a shot of liquor from his own bellybutton."

Yamato looked at me confused, "What?" he laughed, "That's...impossible." He quickly glanced at my lips and then back at me.

"With Daisuke, ANYTHING is possible. That kid is one crazy, flexible, monkey."

"Whoa..." Yamato smiled. It fell silent for a while and then Yamato said while staring into my eyes, "Thanks."

"For what?"

"I really needed something to keep my mind off of things"

"My pleasure." Yamato took a short glimpse of my lips and then back into my eyes. His eyes... "Your eyes..."

Yamato's eyes widen, "What about them?"

"They're...stunning..." Oh no...I said things without thinking again. Man, I really need to learn how to control myself.

Yamato blushed, "Th-thanks," he smiled nervously and took one quick look at my lips and then glanced around. "Umm..."

Okay, do I have something in my lips? or...ooOOoh...

I looked side to side, should I? Should he? Eenie, menie, minie, moe...

He glanced at my lips once more before looking at me in the eye, "Umm,... do you wear lip-"

"Hey, you got something on your shirt." I quickly interrupted. Please work...

"Where?" he said as he looked down.

I placed my hand under his chin affectionately and tilt him up, "There..." I leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on his lips.

(Isao's P.O.V.)

"Oh where, oh where can my Yamato be? Oh where, oh where can he be?" I laughed as I walked down the beach away from the bonfire. "Can't wait to see my beautiful one." I grinned, "Can't wait to caress his hair, to smell his hair."

I spotted a campfire not too far and two guys locked in on a kiss. "Now that you don't see every day." As I got closer, I saw that it was Taichi and Yamato wrapped up in, what I consider, an intimate kiss. Taichi had one hand behind Yamato's head, running his fingers through my Yamato's blond hair, while Yamato brought his hand to caress Taichi's cheek. I stopped in my tracks and my grin disappeared.

I whispered between my teeth, "He's DEAD..."

to be continued....

OMG! You all don't know how long that took me to write! I revised it over and over until I finally gave up and saved it like this. Does it make any sense? Oh well, tell me what you want to see in the next chapter. Do you want Lyserg and Shiro to be together or not? Should I make life between Yamato, Taichi and Isao a living hell??? Oh yeah... this would be the first and last time I write something in Isao's P.O.V. Ok? ;) UNLESS... you want more...

-Lugga