I do realize that I already have a Digimon story out, but this one will be a Kensuke (Ken x Davis). I'm going to attempt to write this one in the actual plot line, with all the Digimon and etcetera. I wrote the Yamachi one in an AU cuz I was scared crapless on how I would do writing yaoi, but apparently, I'm not half-bad, so I'll step up. If I suck, I'll go back to AU.

Disclaimer: Digimon Not Mine. Story Mine. Random People who aren't in Digimon but are in the story Also Mine. I have exactly 25 cents to my name, so it wouldn't really help to sue anyway.

"Fire Rocket!"

"Go get 'em, Flamedramon!" a boy with bushy brown hair yelled as a human-like Digimon wearing red armor attacked a Sneemon.

The attack hit straight on and broke the Dark Ring around the Sneemon's neck. As soon as it broke, the Sneemon's eyes turned back from red and looked around confused.

"Huh?"

Flamedramon dedigivolved back into a little blue Digimon. "You're fine now. I broke the Dark Ring!"

The Sneemon looked towards the little Digimon and nodded. "Thanks." It muttered and flew away.

The little blue Digimon ran back to the bushy haired boy, who was grinning.

"That was great Veemon!"

Veemon smiled back. "Thanks Daisuke!"

"It's getting late. We should be getting home." a girl with short brown hair said.

"Of course Kari." Daisuke said, staring at the girl with hearts in his eyes.

The rest of the group rolled their eyes and began to walk back towards the forest, leaving Daisuke to catch up with them.

Reaching what looked like a TV on the ground, a girl with purple hair held up a device and shouted "Digi port open!"

A bright light encased the group and the TV sucked them in.

"Oomph!" a group groan resonated from the pile of children and Digimon.

"We really need to figure out a better way to get home…" the purple haired girl complained, detangling herself from the pile.

"I agree with Miyako." Hikari smiled, straightening herself out.

"And I agree with Kari…" Daisuke crooned, hearts in his eyes again.

"Give it a rest, Davis!" an irritated blond boy complained as he fixed his hat.

"Stuff it TJ!" Daisuke shot back.

"It's TK!" Hikari shouted.

"Stop shouting!" Miyako cried, covering her ears. It worked because the three teens went silent. "Good. Now I suggest we get home." She pointed at the clock as it struck seven.

The group nodded and they left the school.

Outside, Daisuke waved to Miyako, Takeru and Iori, the shortest one of the bunch, as they walked to their apartment building.

He looked up to see Hikari walking ahead. "Wait up, Kari!"

Holding a sigh of exasperation, the girl waited. Daisuke caught up and smiled at her. "Thanks…" he gasped.

She smiled and they walked in silence until they reached her apartment building. "Bye Davis."

"Bye Kari…" he sighed lovelorn as the girl walked into the building. Standing in place for a few moments, Daisuke finally snapped out of it and began to walk to his house.

'Why doesn't Kari like me? It's probably that stupid TA's fault!' he grumbled in his mind. He crossed the street, not paying attention to the world around him.

The next thing he heard was a horn honking at him, bright lights and someone pushing him out of the way.

After rolling on the cement and into the dirt, Daisuke flittered his eyes open, heart beating fast. He saw a man coming out of a car and running towards him.

"Geez, kid, you scared me! Are you two OK?"

"Two?" Daisuke murmured, still disorientated.

"I'm fine…" a monotone voice spoke up next to the poor boy.

Daisuke stiffened at the voice and turned to see 'boy genius' Ken Ichijouji smirking at him.

"Ahhhh!" Daisuke exclaimed, scooting away. "What are you doing here?"

Ken stood up, brushing dirt off his uniform and 'hmphed'. "That's the thanks I get for saving your life, goggle-head?"

Daisuke fumed. "Google-head? What do you mean by that?"

Ken smirked again, the light in his eyes dancing in amusement. "What do you think I mean, moron?"

This angered Daisuke greatly and he jumped up. "Shut up, Ichijouji!"

"What a threat, Motomiya…" Ken watched as the boy's face turned red and he fumed some more.

"I'll threaten you…!" But whatever he was about to say was cut off by the sound of sirens. The two boys looked up surprised to see an ambulance, a police car and a fire truck all pulling up.

"What?" Daisuke uttered before he was surrounded by strange people. "What's going on?"

"It'll be okay, son. Don't worry." Daisuke felt himself being lifted onto stretcher and began to flay.

"What do you mean? Nothing's wrong with me!" he exclaimed, moving his right arm, but a sharp pain made him groan in pain. Finally calming down enough, he realized he had dislocated his shoulder.

He whimpered with the pain as he was placed into the ambulance and the vehicle started and drove down the road, hitting what seemed to be every bump and hole, jostling the poor boy and his shoulder. (A/N: Can you say run-on sentence?).

Okay, it's not much, but it's like 2 in the morning and I couldn't sleep, so I decided to write and this came out. Don't ask why Daisuke was put onto a stretcher if he just had a dislocated shoulder. This fic doesn't have to make sense down to the last spot. We just need the Kensuke fluffiness! Please review, even if it's bad. I accept flames…as long as you tell me what I did wrong and not just 'dude, this fic totally sucks. Go to hell.' If that happens, I'll cry and crawl under a rock and not update any of my stories…(evil laugh as everyone pales at the thought of no more Yamachi…). Oh! One more thing! I am not bashing Hikaru or Takeru or anyone. I love them!