Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own Digimon...if I did, there would be a lot of shounen-ai going on.
A/N: This is just an idea that wouldn't leave me alone. Hey, Daisuke is obsessed with soccer, isn't he? It only makes sense that he would watch the World Cup. Please keep in mind that this is satirical...
Ken was growing more and more certain that nothing he did was ever going to make Daisuke look up from his television set.
The former evil genius had tried everything--from screaming "FIRE!" to dousing his boyfriend in water, from dressing up in a sailor fuku to walking around completely naked.
Daisuke would not be moved.
Ken began to grow increasingly angry whenever he laid eyes on the offending televison. How dare it steal his Daisuke from him! How dare it broadcast anything that would make Daisuke ignore him (especially when he was completely naked)! What a despicable, disgusting, boyfriend-stealing appliance it was! He would teach it a thing or two...
...that is, once he had finished with Daisuke.
Now, Ken was not bigger than Daisuke. He was not stronger than Daisuke. He was, however, much smarter than Daisuke...
As Ken concocted his plan, he began to think that perhaps there was no "former" to his "evil genius". After all, 'uke' was plainly in Daisuke's name...
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Daisuke refused to remove his eyes from the television. He was barely aware of Ken, although once he had felt an uncomfortable dampness in his clothes and hair. Still, the World Cup was more important than slightly moist clothing. Once, he did find himself wondering why on earth Ken was wandering around in a skirt, but at that moment Japan scored again and his mind asked him, "Ken who?"
Therefore, it came as a complete shock when he suddenly discovered that the formerly bright screen was entirely black. There was no tiny score box in the upper right hand corner, and therefore, Daisuke began to panic. What was he going to do? His entire existence depended upon that television screen!
He scrambled towards it, intent on discovering what had cut off his form of life support. It was not unplugged, and the cord was intact. Once, he hit the power button, and the screen sprang to life for one tantalizing moment before becoming black once more. Daisuke was finding it difficult to breathe now. He had to get to Taichi's...he knew that Taichi's existence depended upon the beautiful screen that brought them the World Cup just as much as his own.
He scrambled to his feet and reached for the doorknob, when an eerily familiar voice mumbled, "Nuh-uh-uh..."
He found that his wrist was encased in a grip not unlike that of a vise. He turned his head slowly, in order to see who would be foolish enough to deny him his soccer game, and promptly dropped his jaw.
There stood Ken, bare to thewaist with his jeans hanging scandalously low on his narrow hips, grinning so mischievously that Daisuke wondered if the Digimon Kaiser had been reawoken. Ken's violet eyes were narrowed to dangerous slits and his typically impeccable hair was ever so slightly mussed. Daisuke was tempted to forget that such a thing as the World Cup ever existed, until...
He saw it.
The remote in Ken's other hand.
"Ken," he said, very seriously, "Give me the remote, and no one gets hurt."
"That's what you think, Daisuke," Ken growled, and with that, he tackled Daisuke to the floor, landing expertly on top of him.
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Taichi could usually count on Daisuke to talk with him about the World Cup, or any soccer game for that matter. He was the only other rabid soccer fanatic of the Chosen, since Ken had stopped playing. This time, however, Daisuke had no idea what happened during Japan's last game. He had no idea what had happened for several games, actually, which struck Taichi as quite odd. He wondered, as he told Daisuke the details, what on earth had kept Daisuke from the television...he also wondered why it was that Daisuke could not seem to sit comfortably.