Author's Notes: First off, thank you to those who reviewed: PrincessJaded, BenignUser, emotionless-robot and SugarSpiral.

Since BenignUser pointed it out, I'll see if I can settle as many gimmes as possible – which means a TK/Kari scene. Please let me know if there are more.

I think I'm going to have to up the rating soon, since more and more swear words are going to be used. A proper argument just isn't right without swearing, now is it?

To the best of my knowledge, ownership of Digimon hasn't mysteriously changed to me between chapters. So in other words, I still don't own Digimon. I don't own Inu Yasha either. Or Pokemon.

Time Apart Changes Things

Chapter 2: Intervention?

"Damn him, damn his cocky attitude, and damn those stupid goggles!" vented Kari. Lounged on the couch beside her, TK raised an golden eyebrow. "What did he do this time?" he asked.

"The idiot goes and hits on every girl he comes across! He's all like 'look at me and my perfectly tanned skin!', and 'look at my cool goggles!', and 'did I mention I saved the world once?'", she shouted. "Does he have any sense of decency?"

TK chuckled, being used to Kari's rants about Davis ever since he came back a month ago. Evidently, the two former best friends had not gotten off the right foot. Besides Davis either not knowing or not caring about getting Kari two weeks worth of detentions (or so Kari claims), he had been openly flirting with random "cute" girls, annoying Kari to no end. TK would tell Kari that maybe she's jealous, but he felt that staying alive was slightly more important. Just slightly. So he decided to do what he did best – sitting and listening and saying things as neutrally as possible so as to not offend his friend.

Heck, I think she's turning into a Tai, thought TK. This sort of rash behaviour was something more commonly associated with the older Kamiya. Though perhaps age had something to do with it. Tai seemed to be growing more and more mature as he grew older, while Kari – who was easily the most mature of the group when the fought the Dark Masters – was becoming increasingly prone to violent outbursts. Maybe it's a girls' thing, concluded TK. What did Matt say it was? PMSing? Oh, what the heck. Let's just say something.

"So, uh, Kari, have you ever thought about talking to Davis? Like, talking as in nicely."

"Nicely? Nicely?" shrieked Kari. "I can't even have a decent conversation with him! He pisses me off so much I can't even stay calm looking at him! Like, this one time…"

Earlier…

"Midoriko! You look beautiful today! I totally love that hairclip you're wearing!" said Davis as he walked past another student. Midoriko blushed, but said nothing.

He's a…lecher, thought Kari. Like that guy, Miroku, from Inu Yasha. Or Brock from Pokemon. Fire rose up in her as she looked at Davis' shameful behaviour. Stalking up to him, she grabbed him by his collar and dragged him around the corner.

"What?" asked Davis.

"What do you mean, what?" asked Kari. "You don't just go up and flirt with random girls! It's just…wrong!"

"Who are you to say?" countered Davis.

"Why can't I?" retorted Kari. "I'm not just going to let you go around making a fool out of yourself!"

Davis snorted. "You worry too much. You need to have a little fun in life."

"Does your fun have anything do with staying after school, by any chance?"

"You're just mad because you got too weeks of detention, and the teacher tattled to your mom."

"Because of you!"

"What did I do?" asked Davis, starting to become furious. "You decided to laugh at me when I came in late. You got yourself that extra week's worth of detention because you giggled during that first detention. In fact, I could say that you gave me that first detention because you laughed at me! Put the blame where it actually belongs, Kamiya!"

"And what about when you decided to talk to me during detention?" countered Kari. "That got me a week's worth of detention."

"That's nothing compared to what you gave me!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"How about when…"

"Ahem." Both heads swivelled to look at a very displeased-looking teacher looking at them. "I would much prefer it if you moved to an other area to continue your…discussion. You are disturbing my class."

"Sorry," the two mumbled.

"If I see the two of you disrupting my lessons again, I will send you to the office. Please keep that in mind."

The two teenagers nodded, then scampered off, both fuming.

"Ah."

So much for that, reflected TK. He sighed and got up to search for a snack and to think. Besides himself, Yolei and Ken were just as concerned about the deteriorating situation. And Yolei, being Yolei was going to spring into action and do something both drastic and probably unnecessary. It had taken both himself and Ken (with a little bit of help from Hawkmon) to persuade her to give them two weeks. Two weeks to hopefully put everything right. So while Ken was handling Davis, TK opted to help Kari. Veemon and Gatomon were in this too, but for some reason had yet to show themselves. TK shuddered upon thinking what the two crafty digimon were planning. Maybe Gatomon could just hypnotize the two into not fighting?

"Hey, TK," came Kari's slightly timid voice.

"Mm?" he replied, still deep in thought.

"Am I being kind of…bitchy…towards Davis?"

TK thought for a moment. The nice guy side of him didn't want to say yes, for fear of hurting Kari. But the practical side told him that the sooner she stopped seeing herself as perfect, the sooner this whole mess could be fixed. TK sighed. This is going to get really awkward. Turning around, he looked at the girl sitting on the sofa. Kari looked at him, her hands lightly gripped together on her legs and a pleading look in her eyes.

"Well, it's not that you're a bitch…," began TK, "but you aren't really giving Davis a chance. I mean, you haven't seen him in four years, and haven't really talked to each other that much. You're going to have to accept that he's changed, just like you have. Maybe if you get to know Davis again, you might find out why he's acting this way."

Kari looked at him for a minute, then nodded. "I guess," she said.

"See what happens tomorrow," advised TK, returning with a slice of cake he scavenged from the fridge. Kari wrapped him in a hug.

"I will," she said. "Thanks, TK."

"How long have they been going at it?" asked Ken. He and TK were sitting in the Ichijouji's living room, connected to their 'field agents' (a.k.a. digimon partners) via cellphone.

"About twenty-five minutes," replied Veemon. "You think we should stop them?"

"Nah," said Gatomon. "They're big kids. They should be able to handle their own problems."

"But it looks pretty nasty," interrupted Wormmon.

He was right. Davis and Kari were screaming at each other, faces red and arms waving to accentuate their arguments. They stood in the middle of the schoolyard, oblivious to anyone watching. Luckily for them, school was long since out and the only bystanders to witness the embarrassing scene were the digimon.

"Can you hear what they're saying?" asked TK.

Gatomon trained her oversized ears to the conversation below.

"How about you show some sort of self-control?" asked Kari.

"Why are you lecturing me, whore?" retorted Davis.

"Whore?"

"Yeah, whore. Tai told me all about your 'adventures' while I was gone. Why don't you try whoring yourself off to the Dark Undersea Master guy too?"

SLAP!

Davis nursed a red cheek and a broken pride, but grinned with victory. "So now you resort to violence, hm?"

Kari shook with anger. Keeping the tears from showing, she muttered a single "fucker", before storming off. Davis went the other way.

"Yeah, that's about it," reported Gatomon. The other digimon stared mutely at the now-deserted schoolyard, shock on their faces. TK and Ken looked at each other. Ken snapped out of his stupor first and began rapping out orders.

"TK, warn Tai that his sister might come home with an urge to kill him. Gatomon, tail Kari home but don't let her see you. Veemon, do the same with Davis. Patamon, go and rendezvous with Hawkmon and make sure Yolei does not learn of this. Wormmon, return to base and await further instructions."

"Roger."

Author's Notes: Does anyone have any good ideas for arguments?

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