Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Te Aviso, Te Anuncio ❯ One ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Okay.... so this is gonna be a two or three part fic, but only if people read
or like it, since I dun think anyone's been reading my stuff as of late.
(hence, review people!) Typical disclaimer stuff, I don't own Digimon,
There's Miyaken, Daiken, and a tiny tiny bit of Yamasuke in this part.
So if ya like it and want more, lemme know.
And if wondering, the title translates to "You notice, You proclaim" or
something along those lines. (my Spanish is a little rusty)
*hugs* mew

"I'm sorry Dai," Ken smiled as he walked with his mahogany haired
friend out of the locker room after soccer practice. "I already promised Miya
that we'd be going to dinner after I help her with her programming project.
Sorry man."
"Miyako's just a whiny bitch..." Growling as he tossed his falling gym
bag over his shoulder again, Daisuke then moved his goggles higher on his
head, pulling the hair out of his eyes. "What fun could you two possibly-
I'll just stop right there."
"She's better than you think."
"KEN!" Miyako screamed as she waved to the purple haired former
kaizer. "I've been waiting for two hours now in the lab, and if Poromon
wouldn't have kept emailing me, well, I'd have been bored out of my mind."
"Oh yeah... much better than I thought." With a smirk, Daisuke patted
the elder's shoulder then began his long walk from the school to his home.
"Call me if ya need out."
"I won't Dai, but..." Sighing, Ken turned his back to Miyako as he
walked toward her and mouthed to his friend 'we'll be at that cafe two blocks
from here around eight' before turning back to the light purple haired girl
eagerly waiting for her beloved.

"Daisuke Motomiya, I am NOT going to pretend to be on a date with you.
People will wonder about me then." Jun growled as she walked away from him to
her room. "Ask that Hikari girl or whatever."
"If I can get Yamato there will you come?"
Jun stopped, pondering the situation.
"Bring Yamato and I'll be there little bro, but I still won't pretend
to be your girlfriend."
"But I can't go without a girl! People will talk!"
"And when did that ever stop you from doing anything?"
Daisuke's eyes grew wide. Jun was right. Jun was absolutely right. He
had never cared before what others thought of him, yet when it came to Ken
and Miyako, appearances were everything. Sure, he realized he thought of Ken
as more of a friend, but the need to impress him while he was out with
someone else never crossed his mind as being wrong, until now.
"Damnit Jun.... I'll just go alone...." Grabbing a jacket, Daisuke
sighed as he walked from the apartment in to the hall, not sure of what his
next move would be. Ken would notice him this time.... no matter what.

"How the hell do you Motomiyas keep trapping me in to pretending to
enjoy your company?"
"Quiet Yama-kun." Daisuke smiled at the blond as he searched the cafe
once again. Ken wasn't there yet. "Miyako's probably holding him at gunpoint
forcing him to screw her or something, but we've got to get him away from
her."
"You know wannabe, he might actually, ya know, LIKE her."
"He doesn't." Amber eyes met sapphire as the younger man took hold of
the elder's wrists, dragging Yamato from the table to the small dance floor
as Ken and Miyako entered the dimly lit cafe. "Just play along, okay.
I'll.... pay for this if you really want."
"Fine." Yamato sighed pulling away to insert a few coins in to the
jukebox in order to not look like a total fool dancing without music. "What
can you do?"
"I have no idea."
Shaking his head in disgust, Yamato pressed a few buttons then quickly
walked back to the trembling Daisuke taking his hand and slipping an arm
around his waist.
"You'd better learn quickly."

Miyako and Ken were speechless as they watched the two former chosen
children dancing amid the gathered crowd. They knew that Yamato had some
training in ballroom and popular styles of dance, but they'd never thought of
Daisuke as being able to keep up with the blond.
"What would you call that?"
Ken chuckled as he slipped a hand on Miyako's thigh, squeezing it
lightly. "Well, Yamato's doing the tango, and Dai's just...."
"Making an ass of himself." The girl snorted as she moved her hand to
rest her chin on it. "I'd say let's go join them, but this is just too funny
to watch."
"Why do you hate Daisuke so much?"
"Me?" The purple haired girl narrowed her eyes as she studied her
koi's face, trying to judge the full meaning behind his question. "Well, he
IS annoying, and he just tries to hard to impress people, especially you."
Ken just smirked watching the two men as the dance finished, Yamato
bowing to the crowd and announcing that he would be having a gig in a few
days while Daisuke moved panting back to the table where he and the blond had
been sitting before the dance show.
"Excuse me." Patting her leg as he stood up, Ken made his way over to
the table where Daisuke was now sitting alone, since Yamato was occupied with
fangirls who had realized just who he was and couldn't get enough of him. He
adored being the local rock celebrity more than anything else.
"You know how Yama is.... can't go anywhere without making a scene."
"I didn't know you could dance that well Dai." Quickly taking a glace
back at Miyako to make sure she wasn't looking, Ken leaned over to steal a
kiss before crossing his legs and staring at Daisuke.
"Neither did I actually."
"So why come with Yamato?"
Sighing, Daisuke grabbed his glass of water and sipped the contents.
He wasn't much of a coffee or alcohol fan, so cafes and bars just weren't his
favorite places. "I don't like to impose when you're with Miyako, and I don't
like being here alone.... it kinda freaks me out."
Stifling back a laugh Ken brushed the stray hairs from Daisuke's eyes
so he could see the young man's face more clearly. "For being so outgoing
usually, that's funny to hear koi."
"Don't call me that if you don't mean it." Dai didn't mean to snap at
Ken, but as he glared in to Ken's sapphire eyes, he saw the pain his words
created reflected in their depths. "No... Ken... I didn't mean that."
"Miyako is probably waiting for me to take her home."
Daisuke balled his fists striking the table as the purple haired man
walked from him toward Miyako.
"I wish there was a chance for you and me Ken!"
"Dai... shut up..." Yamato whispered as he walked behind the younger
man, wrapping his arms around his waist in the hopes of restraining him from
going after Ken as he and Miyako exited the cafe.
"He wouldn't care if I was dead Yama...." Daisuke sighed as he slipped
out of the blond's arms and picked his jacket up from his chair. "I might as
well just get used to that, okay?"