Hey it's me with another update, and I'm glad to say that this story is my first to finally get over 100 reviews. I feel like I've lost my fanfic virginity if that makes any sense, but I'm glad to have finally gotten there with a story. Another awesome thing, is that since I've last updated another story of mine has reached that 100 point as well.

One thing I'd like to say is that in the context of this story, I don't think Hikari is a bad person. Misguided? Yes. Confused? Absolutely. A bad person? Not at all. At the moment she, and Ayano as well, are bad for Takeru. Will this get better? Maybe. Will it get worse? Hey, that's a possibility too.

Disclaimer: Don't own digimon, eh.


His body was surrounded by the sounds of waves and waves of drunken teenagers forgetting all the sensibilities that they were raised with, his sister's apartment was filled with strangers and people who he only knew casually coming together as the best of friends in one glorious alcoholic night, and his mind was clouded by poor judgment and intoxication caused by the many things he'd already drunk that night. Daisuke was having the time of his life.

"Takeru!"

He shouted over the shitty dance music that someone had put to play earlier, and when he spotted his old rival, who these days leaned more to being pretty much just a buddy, he forced his way through the crowd to greet him. He was careful though, as careful as a drunk teenager can be expected to be of course, as he squeezed between people dancing in his sister's living room on account of the fact that his hands were full. One hand holding a half empty bottle of twenty year old wine Jun was saving for her wedding, the other gripping onto a bottle of yet unopened vodka. He had no idea how much he had already drunk that night, hell he didn't even know if he had gotten laid or not but he was pretty certain that he did, but in any case it would be a miracle if Daisuke didn't end up getting alcohol poisoning by the end of the night. Good thing miracles are kind of his forte.

"Takeru!"

Daisuke grinned as the other boy turned his head and spotted him, and as he stumbled over to Takeru he swung his arm over the guy's shoulder. He almost knocked the both of them over, worse yet he almost dropped his wine, but Daisuke decided a simple 'fuck it' was in order. Tonight was a night of celebration! Of camaraderie! Of life! Though, he wasn't afraid to admit that he forgot the exact reason on why they were having a party in the first place.

"Daisuke," Takeru stumbled a bit under Daisuke becoming slack as he held onto him, but forced a chuckle hoping that his drunken friend would be able to lift his spirits, "you okay man?"

His response was to shout and laugh, a response echoed by nearby strangers who were in similar states as he was, and he began to lean more on Takeru then he intended to as he felt himself wanting to rest already. From the angle he was at he thought that Takeru actually looked pretty cute, almost like a girl. He paused there for a moment, and then in the back of his mind he added, 'no homo'.

"Dude, I love you man."

Takeru adjusted himself to support Daisuke more, and this time his laugh was not forced. It wasn't really Japanese etiquette to drunkenly tell other guys that you loved them, hell it was something that he didn't think that even those bat-shit crazy Americans would do, but he couldn't help but enjoy the sincerity of Daisuke's words. Couldn't help but be amused at what copious amounts of booze could do to a person.

"That's a little random don't you think?"

"Maybe," picking himself up a bit, Daisuke flashed Takeru a smile somehow thinking with his hazy mind that that was the only possible response that he could give, "but hey better to say it now then when it's too late right?"

Frowning, Takeru was reminded of Ayano and what she had said. In this night alone his girlfriend had twice already said that she loved him. Both times he remained silent, honestly pretty sure that he didn't love her in return. There were glimpses of it, moments that he forgot about Hikari when he was with Ayano, but he still couldn't acknowledge that he actually felt love for his girlfriend. As Daisuke held onto him he wondered, if something happened would not saying it be something that he regretted?

"Well, I guess I love you too."

Daisuke's grin grew from there as he heard the jokingly dismissive answer, and he had a random thought: from Takeru's angle, did his buddy find him cute? Out of pure curiosity, no homo of course.

"Hey dude?"

"Yeah?"

Glancing at the wine bottle in his hand, he swished it around estimating how much longer of the night it would last him. He was content seeing that it seemed like a suitable amount, and Daisuke put his attention back on Takeru. There were many things going through his head, and he figured that he might as well ask what was predominantly on his mind.

"Did I get laid tonight?"

"Dude, I don't know!"

Ah, well it was a worth a try. He really did think that he had somehow gotten lucky earlier, and if he had hooked up with a a girl then yeah that was awesome. Regardless of that though, Daisuke figured that he so far has had a good night; especially since he wouldn't be able to remember most of it.

"Let's go."

His words were slurred, but Takeru could still understand Daisuke.

"To where?"

Instead of responding first, Daisuke just walked and dragged Takeru with him towards the couches in the living room. Pushing through the sea of people, he figured that they were headed where the blonde wouldn't really object to going.

"Hikari."

He felt his friend go tense at the name, and it bothered him even though he lacked sobriety. He had hoped that once Takeru got a girlfriend that this whole awkward Hikari business would be over, but all the signs just kept pointing to the fact that maybe the problems were barely starting to come around. Dragging him along closer to where Hikari was at, Daisuke hated that even now there was still some drama waiting to happen. Truth be told, he had the opinion that everyone involved in that love triangle were fucking idiots, though he couldn't help but feel bad for them seeing as two of them had been his friends for years.

"Hey guys."

As the two of them fell on the couch opposite of where Hikari was seated, Takeru glanced at the girl but then couldn't help but look away. He thought of his conversation with his Ayano earlier, how he lied to her about how his going to say hi to Hikari was only him saying hi, and he couldn't help but feel guilty. He was involved with somebody, somebody who said that she loved him, and here he was fawning over a girl that had already rejected more than once. What the fuck was he doing?

"Hey."

It was Takeru that responded, Daisuke simply waving his hand as he made himself comfortable, and the latter adjusted himself in his seat and then quickly looked back and forth between his two friends. They seemed comfortable enough, though in his opinion it was obvious that there was still a bit of underlying tension in the air. He was happy seeing as Hikari had a bottle of beer in her hand, granted it was a little disappointing since said bottle seemed to look warm with almost all of its contents still there, and he pushed his own bottle of vodka into Takeru's chest and waited for him to grab onto it. It would do the both of them good to get alcohol into their systems.

"You gonna drink that?"

With his head he motioned to the aforementioned beer that Hikari was holding onto, and she gave him a polite smile and took a tiny sip. Had he been been sober, Daisuke would have rolled his eyes, but hey at least a sip was better than nothing.

"Yeah, slowly though. I don't want to get drunk."

"You can't get drunk from one beer."

"It's better to be safe than sorry."

Taking his arm off from around Takeru, with great difficulty of course, he slouched where he was sitting and rested his feet on his sister's coffee table. Jun was going to be pissed off when she found out about all the things that he'd done. Though, honestly? It was worth it.

"We're at a party. We're supposed to have fun you know?"

"I am having fun."

Frowning, Daisuke could see that lie a mile away even through his hazy eyes. She was sitting alone at a party not even drinking, there was no way she was having fun. Same with Takeru but for different reasons, that look on his face didn't exactly translate to 'ecstatic'.

"Takeru here isn't."

Takeru grunted, but Hikari instead looked concerned. She couldn't tell at first since her ind had been on different things, but now that she looked at him closely she could that Daisuke was right. There was something eating at him, and Hikari assumed it had to do with Ayano.

"Is something wrong?"

She didn't have to ask her question to know the answer to it, and somehow she knew that it had to do with his girlfriend. In her opinion that girl caused Takeru more harm than good. Though, it would safe to say that she was a little bias concerning that topic.

"Ayano and I got in a fight."

"For what?"

Thinking over what to say, Takeru decided that he would respond with only a partial truth. Going into detail about the full reasoning why he and Ayano had gotten into an argument would only make the rift between the two girls bigger. He knew it was stupid, but he still hoped that Ayano and Hikari could maybe become friends. That way, things would be easier for him at least.

"She said she loved me, and I didn't say it back."

Daisuke shook his head. Partially at Takeru's grand stupidity, and partially because of that little spark of hope that flashed in Hikari's eyes when she heard what Takeru said. People these days.

"Dude, you're an idiot."

"Yeah?"

"No shit."

Wasn't he supposed to be the token dumb guy of the group? Damn, the way his friends handled their problems like complete morons, always finding convoluted ways to just add to said problems, made him look like a genius. Hearing what Hikari said next made him just take a chug of his sister's wine.

"If you're not ready than I don't think you should say it. It's worse to lie to her don't you think?"

"'Maybe."

They were idiots, but they were his friends. Taking the wine away from his mouth, Daisuke looked at it then stood up proudly and raised it to the air. Almost drunkenly falling down just as proudly.

"Cheers."

"To what?"

He flashed a smile at his two downtrodden comrades.

"To being dumb ass teenagers."

He watched each of them look at each other, and how they each considered what he was toasting to. He smiled seeing as Hikari stood up and raised her nearly full beer in the air, and felt that drunken jubilation once again as Takeru took the cap off the vodka given to him earlier and stood up right at his side. Tonight, they would all be dumb asses. Together.


Daisuke chapter. Not something you guys expected right? Well anyways, next chapter is the last party chapter, after that expect the story to continue on.