Red Digivice Diaries

Entry 14 - Obsession

By Lord Archive


Hikari fidgeted. "This series is NOT for kids. It is rated NC-17 for graphic 
sexual content. If you're under the age of eighteen, do NOT read this. If your 
parents won't let you watch rated R movies, they would NEVER let you read this."

Hikari glances over the script. "This entry sort of contains two pseudo new 
couples. All others are the same as previous entries. I'd like to explain both 
of them, but you'll have to read the story. I can give this warning, one is a 
non-detailed yaoi digimon with digimon relationship."

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My problems began innocently enough.... Wait, innocence never had a role to play 
in this. After all, the only reason for the party was because friends of ours 
had been having sex for almost a year and will be parents soon. 

More to the point, the problems began with a phone call mistakenly made from 
Daisuke's apartment.

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"Are you sure that was a good idea?" Ken asked Daisuke as he hung up the phone.

"Of course. Do you think Taichi or Yamato would do this?" Daisuke returned, 
putting his little black book back into his desk drawer.

"Well, no. Which maybe the problem. Taichi might get upset," Ken pointed out.

Daisuke shrugged. "Doubt it, unless Takeru does something stupid."

"What if he does?" Ken questioned. "There's going to be alcohol. Lots of it."

Daisuke chuckled. "Yeah, you can be sure Yamato will supply that. But if Takeru 
does, then was he worthy of Hikari in the first place?"

"That's not for us to decide... or tempt." Ken folded his arms.

"Don't worry about it," Daisuke assured Ken, patting him on the back. "My 
biggest concern are the 'pets.'"

"Is he calling us pets?" V-mon questioned irritably.

"Probably," Wormmon replied.

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The party began simply enough at the Ishida apartment, which had been 
straightened up a little-- meaning odd clothes had been dumped in the bedrooms 
and all beer cans were in the recycling bin. 

All the male Odaiba Chosen and all the male digimon partners including Hawkmon, 
but not Gomamon, were at the party. 

Gomamon was currently Ikkakumon, and along with Togemon, they both had their 
hands full dealing with their newly adopted son, Solarmon. No one had yet to 
bother tell either Takeru or Yamato that Solarmon was the Dark Master, 
Pinnochimon, reborn. But in the view of those that knew, it was probably better 
not to tell them.

This really wasn't the best party to introduce the digimon to the concept of 
bachelor party. While it was in all technicality a joint bachelor party for both 
Takeru and Patamon, the entertainment Taichi and Yamato had planned was rather 
basic: alcohol and lots of it.

However, the party goers certainly made up for the lack of entertainment by 
supplying their own.

Taichi and Agumon downed their third beer. 

"This's great," Taichi slurred.

"Yep." Agumon belched, and a meter long flame emitted from his maul.

"My curtain?!" Yamato yelled. He grabbed the nearest thing to him to smoother 
the flames.

"YAMATO?!"

Yamato snapped his attention back at who screamed that. 

Gabumon stood there looking very embarrassed, as he was without his fur. He 
looked a lot like Agumon save for the horn, stylized belly, and that the bony 
ridges of his spine were visible on his back. "Can I have my fur back?"

Yamato looked at what he had grabbed. "Ah, sorry," he apologized sheepishly and 
handed Gabumon back his fur.

"Yamato, the curtain?" Takeru pointed.

"Argh!" Yamato looked around and then ran to the bathroom.

"This should put out the fire." Tentomon tossed the contents of his glass at the 
curtain.

"No! That's flam...ma...ble." Koushiro sagged as the curtains erupted in fire 
from Tentomon's beer.

"Feather Slash!" Hawkmon cut the curtain at the top, causing the burning cloth 
to fall into a heap.

Yamato rushed in with a damp towel and tossed it over the pile, smothering the 
flame.

Tentomon and Agumon looked at Yamato sheepishly. "Sorry."

"Wild pa-party." Daisuke grinned.

"Perhaps too wild." Ken sighed, nursing his second beer. Now while he would've 
preferred sake, if he had been drinking that, he'd be dead to the world like 
Armadimon was. Besides, the sake was best reserved for Takeru and Patamon. They 
were the guests of honor after all, and they didn't have enough sake to go 
around. 

Iori shook his head as he drank some prune juice his grandfather had insisted he 
take with him. Which was a good thing considering the beverages Yamato was 
offering amounted to beer, sake, and water.

"Let's make sure Agumon doesn't do that again," Yamato snarled.

"Huh?" Agumon belched again, fortunately the flame breath was shorter and didn't 
touch anything. He covered his mouth. "'Cuse me."

Yamato quickly went to his room and pulled out several leather belts. 

Agumon sweat-dropped. "What'sss with thosse."

"Just something to keep ya mouth shout." Yamato started to wrap the belts around 
Agumon's maul.

Agumon tried to back away.

"Sorry, pal. Don't want you belching in mah face." Taichi held his digimon 
partner tightly.

Yamato pulled tightly on the last belt. "That's should do it."

Agumon hopped several times as he seemed to hiccup. However, the stifled belch 
became a flaming sneeze. The dinosaur digimon grabbed his nose and grimaced in 
pain.

Ken shook his head. "I don't think he'll ever drink again."

"Not wit that afta taste." V-mon swirled his beer and then guzzled it.

Jyou eyed the prune juice Iori was drinking. "Do you have extras?"

Iori nodded. "Of course. Grandpa must have stock in these."

Jyou took a couple. "Agumon, drink these. It'll help flush the alcohol out of 
your system."

Agumon tried to reply but he ended up hopping in place.

Taichi chuckled. "This is just like my Mom's cooking." He took one of the 
packets and approached Agumon.

The dinosaur shook his head violently, while looking at his partner. He then 
belched-sneezed again.

Taichi tried to dodge, but being a bit drunk made that a hopeless cause as his 
bangs brushed the resulting flame jet of the sneeze. "Argh! My hair." He wildly 
patted his hair to smother the fire.

Agumon held his nose with one paw and had the other out stretched for the prune 
juice.

Taichi scowled at the dinosaur, his bangs singed. He thrusted the packet of 
prune juice to Agumon's lips. The digimon reluctantly began to drink.

"That ends that. What's up for entertainment?" Koushiro asked.

"Yamato?" Taichi questioned, while looking at his bangs sadly.

"What? I thought you were handling that," Yamato returned.

Taichi sweat-dropped. "What you get that idea? I'm not goin' ta get bachelor 
'tainment for tha guy marryin' mah sister."

"You think _I_ would?" Yamato questioned.

Taichi blinked. "Point."

Koushiro sighed. "Guess I can get a movie." He pulled out his laptop and started 
to type. "Now where's a good hentai site?"

Daisuke slumped over Koushiro's shoulder and typed in the URL. Motomiya smirked, 
"Try this one, if ya get past pass-password."

Koushiro shrugged. "Simple enough for the hacker supreme." He smiled. "De 
BINGO!"

Daisuke glared. "Have you been hang-hanging around Miyako a-again?"

"Not really." Koushiro peered closer to the screen. "'Sides, Ayashi is better 
lookin'. Too bad she don't put out."

"Give 'er time," Taichi commented.

"Fifty meg three-some, guy and two girls." Koushiro drooled slightly. "Sounds 
good ta me."

Patamon began to sway back and forth. "Don't stop... Pata Pata." He took a drink 
of sake. "Don't stop Pata Pata." He then fell over and snored.

"That's two down." Iori sighed and then slurped his prune juice.

Wormmon hopped onto Ken's lap then onto his shoulder. He whispered loudly into 
his partner's ear, "Let'sss sssay weee goooo soooomewherrrre priiiivaaate."

"You had some sake, didn't you?" Ken questioned.

"Aaaaand beeeeeer," Wormmon confirmed.

Ken groaned. "Why don't you just sit quietly for a while?"

"Suuuuuure Keeeeeeen," Wormmon replied.

Someone knocked on the door.

Daisuke jumped to his feet and rushed to the door. "I got it." He leered at the 
girl dressed as a Hawaiian dancer, complete with grass skirt and coconut bra. 
However, while her mask looked Hawaiian, it covered her head completely.

Daisuke guided her inside. "I brought the en-entertainment."

The dancer stared at all of those present, the boys quickly cleared an area for 
the girl to dance in and ushered the digimon aside. While Patamon woke up to 
this activity, Armadimon was still out for the count even after being rolled out 
of the way.

The dancer looked rather nervous.

"Don't wo-worry," Daisuke assured her. "The only one that-that might be a 
prob-problem, is him." He pointed at Agumon who looked sick at the moment. 
"That's if he sneeze-sneezes."

Agumon shifted uncomfortably and dashed into the bathroom. 

Daisuke shrugged. "Never mind-mind." He then pointed at Takeru and Patamon. 
"Those two are the bache-bachelors."

The dancer nodded nervously and moved to the makeshift dance floor. She started 
off by bowing to each of the boys except Iori and Daisuke, giving each a brief 
look down her cleavage.

"Take it off!" V-mon yelled, startling the dancer.

"Be qui-quiet." Daisuke punched his partner on the head. "Let her go-go."

The dancer began again. This time she shook her hips wildly and advanced toward 
Takeru. She had him hold onto part of the grass skirt, and then spun away.

Most of the guys stared as the grass skirt fell away, revealing a tiger striped 
bikini bottoms. However, she tripped over her own feet and landed on top of 
Iori.

Iori blushed and laughed nervously.

She quickly stood up and resumed her dance. This time she pushed her hands 
together and moved toward Taichi. She was going to have him hold the bra as it 
came off, but it fell apart in her hands-- baring her chest for all to see. She 
shrugged helplessly and placed the coconuts into Taichi hands and continued on.

She then moved to the center of her dance floor and motioned for Takeru and 
Patamon to come toward her. She pointed at Takeru's mouth and then at her bikini 
string, and did the same for Patamon and the string on the other side.

Takeru eagerly did as she motioned for him to do. He kneeled on one side of her 
while Patamon drunkenly hovered on the other side. They both pulled at the same 
time.

Patamon's side came undone easily. Perhaps too easily as he tumbled through the 
air and crashed on top of Wormmon.

Takeru's knot, however didn't come out, rather it tightened around her thigh. 
Not that Daisuke and those sitting near him cared considering the front of the 
bikini did fall away, revealing her womanly treasure to them. 

She waved at Takeru to stop pulling, after a moment he finally noticed and 
sheepishly backed off. The girl struggled to pull down the bikini off her leg, 
but the tight knot made it difficult.

Patamon shook his head, and regained some of his senses. "Sorry."

Wormmon just LOOKED at him.

Patamon recognized that look from Tailmon. "I'm not THAT drunk."

Wormmon pouted.

"I am," Gabumon commented.

Wormmon glanced over.

The dancer composed herself and began to dance provocatively for Takeru, rubbing 
her tits against his face and the bringing her bush centimeters away from his 
mouth. She then moved to Taichi giving him a similar dance.

Ken nearly swallowed his tongue when she advanced towards him. He couldn't 
believe how hard he was. He so much wanted to open his mouth and lick her, 
however the alcohol apparently lowered that inhibition too much. When his nose 
was filled with her scent of arousal, his tongue snaked out and licked her clit.

She froze at first but then smacked Ken playfully on the head and shook her 
finger no. Ken just laughed nervously. "Ssorry."

The stripper pulled away from Ken and advanced toward Yamato, who looked... 
bored. Any doubts of him being gay with a girl lap dancing him like that was 
washed away.

Yamato pulled away as her cunt ran over his lips. He rubbed his mouth. "Ew."

The dancer just stared at him.

The other boys glared at him enviously.

The bathroom door opened, and Agumon had removed the belts from his mouth. 
"Don't have to stop on my account." He then looked at the girl and sniffed the 
air. "Daisuke, is that your sister?"

"Huh? Of course not-not." Daisuke shook his head.

Agumon scratched his head. "Funny she smells similar to you in the way Hikari 
smells like Taichi, but not the way Sora smells like Taichi."

V-mon leaned forward and smelled her. The blue digimon's eyes widened in horror. 
"Oh, my GOD! It is Jun!" He then staggered away. "I'm goin' ta be sick."

"J-Jun?!" Yamato stared at the stripper in absolute horror. 

"I... I..." The mask came off, and Jun's tears fell to the floor. "I just 
couldn't believe it." She sobbed there for a moment. "WHY COULDN'T YOU TELL 
ME?!" Jun cried out and broke the mask over Yamato's head before running out of 
the apartment.

For a minute no one moved save for Yamato gripping his head in pain. 

Ken looked down and saw her grass skirt and bikini bottoms. "Oh, shit." He 
quickly grabbed them and bolted after her.

Daisuke slumped against the wall, sobriety smacking him full in the face. "I'll 
never get hard again." His D-Terminal started to beep. He pulled it out. "Can I 
see your laptop, Koushiro?"

Koushiro waved at it, not otherwise moving. "Sure."

Daisuke brought up his email. "I'm cured!"

"Whoa! Who sent you that?" V-mon asked, noting the sender had been obscured.

"Miyako," Daisuke answered flatly. 

"How do you know?" Iori asked.

"Quite familiar with them," Daisuke replied.

Iori blinked. "Oh. Why would she send you that?"

Jyou pushed up his glasses. "Probably a dare from Mimi."

"Why would Mimi dare Miyako to do that?" Taichi wondered.

"It's part of a party game she likes playing, Truth or Dare. The players either 
have to answer a question or take a dare." Jyou sighed. "And Mimi is unusually 
cruel while playing."

"How cruel?" Daisuke asked.

"The last game she played, she tried to get Michael and Steve to have sex. They 
ended the game instead," Jyou answered with a note of disgust.

"Sounds like fun," Yamato commented.

"I'm not THAT drunk," Taichi retorted.

Takeru shook his head. "Didn't know Jun could dance like that."

"Sora's better," Taichi replied, happy for the change in topic.

"So's Miyako," Koushiro and Daisuke chorused, and then glared at each other.

Takeru sighed. "Wish Hikari would do that."

"She doesn't?" Daisuke blinked.

Taichi glared. "Don't talk 'bout that."

"Come, on. Taichi-niichan, Hikari and I only done plain ol' sex. Nothin' fancy." 
Takeru cupped his chin into his hands and pouted. "Done it in a few odd places 
though."

"Deprived." Daisuke shook his head. "Miyako has this trick where she..." He 
tried to pantomime the position with his arms, but sighed. "You just can't 
describe it."

"The one where she's on top and...." Koushiro stared off into space and 
absent-mindedly wiped drool off his face. "Damn, I'm horny."

Wormmon looked at Koushiro, thought about something, and shook his head.

"Do you have that porn movie?" Daisuke asked.

Koushiro nodded. "Of course. It was done before Jun was nude." He patted his 
specialized internet up-link that wasn't something you could buy in a store, or 
find outside of the Digital World for that matter.

"Then let's see it!" Daisuke demanded.

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Ken cursed as he saw the elevator going down. He knew Jun was probably on it. He 
had to get to her before someone saw her. He bolted down the stairs using all 
the speed the Dark Seed had given him and his time as a Chosen had helped to 
maintain.

Ken nearly stumbled as he reached the bottom of the steps and was next to his 
goal. 

The elevator door opened slowly and Jun was curled up in a corner, sobbing.

Ken hesitantly approached her and held out the grass skirt and bikini bottoms. 
"Jun, please put these on."

"NO!" Jun cried out and slapped the clothes out of his hand. "I put those on for 
Yamato, and he never cared!"

Thankfully the elevator doors closed.

"That's hardly your fault that he doesn't likes girls romantically," Ken assured 
her. "He's been like that since before you even met him."

Jun didn't seem very comforted with that as she continued to cry.

"Please, Jun, put your clothes back on," Ken pleaded. "Just because Yamato 
doesn't care about you, doesn't mean that no one will ever care for you. A guy 
would be stupid not to find you attractive."

Jun looked at him with sad puppy-dog eyes. "Really?"

Ken nodded. "Really."

"You find me attractive?" Jun asked, blinking away a few of her tears.

Ken swallowed. "Well... of course."

Jun smiled at him.

Ken returned her smiled. "Now... if-"

Jun interrupted him by leaning forward and kissing the young teen. 

Ken didn't seize up. He had a bit too much alcohol in him for that to happen. 
Instead he found himself melting into her luscious lips.

The elevator began to move, and Ken broke off the kiss to mull kicked the 
emergency stop button.

Jun looked questioningly at him.

"Don't want anyone finding you like this," Ken replied sheepishly.

"Right." Jun nodded, bringing him back into a sensuous kiss that made the boy's 
toes tingle.

Ken went to wrap his arms around her, but his right hand took the path between 
her raised knees and his fingers brushed her delicate public hairs. He paused 
for a reaction from Jun, but only her kiss had deepened. He lowered his hand and 
rubbed the outer skin of her nether lips.

Jun felt his hand where it shouldn't be, or rather exactly where she wanted it 
to be. She spread her legs as much as she could, but the wall and Ken's body 
prevented that from being very far.

Ken noticed her legs spreading and took that as her acceptance. He pressed a 
finger into her womanly treasure.

Jun gasped into Ken's mouth with the sudden intrusion of his finger. How she had 
wanted this to be Yamato, Shuu, Ryoma, or one of her other crushes. Yet for one 
reason or another they wouldn't return her feelings, not like her little 
brother's friend, Ken. Age never mattered to Jun. All that mattered was love and 
that was what she was feeling.

Ken lustfully slid two fingers into her slit, his thumb instinctually held out 
so as to fully rub her clit when his fingers were deeply into her. His hand 
almost blurred at the speed he thrusted them into her.

Jun clutched onto Ken, her hips bucking against his fingers, her shrills of 
pleasure filling the air. She didn't know how much longer she could maintain 
this heavenly torture.

Ken somehow understood she was about to orgasm, so he increased the speed of his 
fingers even more and added a third finger.

Jun screamed with pleasure and held onto Ken for dear life as her body was 
racked with a pleasure no guy had ever given her before. Her orgasm had struck 
her intensely and quickly, but subsided slowly as she gradually regain conscious 
thought.

Ken gave her a disturbing smirk as he looked down at her sated body. She 
breathed heavily from what he had done to her, but now was her turn to pleasure 
him. He unbuckled his pants and pulled them down with his boxers.

Jun stared at Ken's manhood with fascination. She was never good at guessing the 
size of things, but she knew he had to be bigger than normal. After all, he was 
certainly bigger than Daisuke.

Ken eyed the womanly treasure that slowly dripped cum onto the elevator floor. 
He was about to go to his knees, but Jun moved forward. Before his alcohol 
tainted lust filled mind could react, Jun's luscious lips were around his 
throbbing penis.

Jun would've smiled at Ken's groan of pleasure if she wasn't suckling on his 
meat. Her tongue lapped the bulb of the penis's head gleefully, and she savored 
the salty taste of his flesh in her mouth.

Ken had wanted to do more than this, but this felt too good to stop her. He 
would do more later, after she finished licking his lollipop.

Jun's head began to bob up and down his shaft. She tried to deep throat all of 
him, but nearly gagged so she settled for half of his length. 

Ken leaned against the elevator wall trying to support himself as Jun's 
wonderful mouth did things he never imagined before.

Jun continued to suck on him, wanting to give him the pleasure he had just given 
her. She didn't mind his hands on her head until he was forcing her to deep 
throat him.

Ken couldn't stand it anymore. The strain was just too much. He held her head 
tightly as his hips thrust into her face, sending his cock to the back of her 
throat and spraying his cum into her.

Jun tried to pull away but couldn't until the last of his seed had been shot 
into her mouth. She coughed up some of his cum as she gasped for breath. If that 
was what blow jobs were like, Ken could forget her ever doing that for him 
again.

Ken slumped to the ground after his orgasm subsided. He gazed at the beautiful 
woman as he drifted to sleep.

Jun smiled ruefully at Ken. "We'll finish this later," she promised. She 
gathered her grass skirt and bikini and put them on. She then removed the shirt 
Ken was wearing and put that on as well. She liked the way he looked in that 
muscle T-shirt. Though what she liked more was the look of Ken's penis even 
small and dripping his pleasure fluids. She stopped admiring him and pulled up 
his pants. 

Jun then looked over the controls and tried to figure out how to undo the 
emergency stop button. She pressed the button next to it, and was relieved the 
elevator returned to motion. Only it was going up. When it got to Yamato's 
floor, it stopped and opened up to a surprised looking man.

Jun smiled nervously and lamely lied in a fashion that Daisuke was famous for, 
"You wouldn't believe what happened. We were going up and all the sudden it 
seemed to short out and stopped moving. He completely freaked out and fell 
unconscious. And with this dancer outfit I got a bit cold. Him being out cold, 
well, I borrowed his shirt. Don't worry, I know him and he'd approve of me using 
it. Though I really think you should use the stairs."

The man nodded slowly and staggered over to the stairs.

Jun smirked and dragged Ken's limp body back to Yamato's apartment. She leaned 
him against the door, rung the door bell, and ran down the hall.

The door opened a moment later and Ken fell into the apartment.

"What happened to you?" Daisuke asked.

Jun nodded to herself and walked to the other elevator on the far side of the 
apartment building.

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"Any guesses what happened to him?" Taichi wondered looking at Ken sleeping 
peacefully on the floor of Ishida's apartment. "Safe bet he gave Jun his shirt."

Most of them shook their head.

"I find the satisfied smile VERY disturbing," Daisuke moaned.

"Satisfied smile?" Iori questioned, but had to admit Ken certainly looked 
pleased about something.

"Kind of like he got laid," Takeru commented, and then shuddered.

"DON'T SAY THAT!" Daisuke yelled.

"Won't know until he wakes," Yamato said flatly. 

"Which might not be until morning," Jyou observed.

"Is this on?" A metallic tapping sound was heard.

Iori's eyes dilated. "Oh, no." He clamped his hands over his ears.

A scratchy, tone-death, voice filled the air with vain attempt at singing.

The others quickly followed Iori's example.

"Gods, Etemon was better than him," Yamato groaned in pain.

Ken gripped his head in pain. "Someone shut off the garbage disposal. It's 
making too much noise."

Armadimon stopped singing. "What's wrong? Didn't you like my song?"

"In a word, no." Daisuke folded his arms. "Do me a favor and never sing again."

"Why?" Armadimon questioned. "Iori, you like my singing, right?"

"You need lessons," Iori replied sheepishly. Hida wanted to add a new voice as 
well, but that would be mean. Armadimon didn't sound bad talking, just he 
couldn't carry a tune if his life depended on it.

"All right, Ken. What did you do?" Daisuke demanded.

"Do?" Ken blinked and then groaned. "I think I did your sister."

Daisuke fell over. 

V-mon patted Ken on his back. "You have my condolences."

"Condolences?" Ken questioned.

"Yeah." V-mon nodded. "Jun will be a lot worse to you than she ever was to 
Yamato."

"Maybe it won't be so bad." Ken shrugged.

"DON'T SAY THAT!" Daisuke yelled. "You couldn't have slept with my sister. 
You're too smart to be that stupid!"

Ken shook as he tried to remember what he did do. He remembered seeing her 
spread eagle on the floor and that he had full intention of screwing her then 
and there, but was having a hard time remembering after that. "Sorry, but I 
believe I did."

Taichi smirked. "Welcome to the club."

"What club?" Ken asked.

"Those who stupidly lost their virginity before they should've," Takeru replied 
a little sarcastically.

Ken laughed uncertainly. "I guess so." He staggered to his feet. "Wormmon?"

There was no reply.

"Where's Wormmon?" Ken asked, noting the bathroom door was opened and 
unoccupied.

"Or Hawkmon for that matter?" Gabumon noted.

"Yes, Ken?" Wormmon asked from Yamato's bedroom door.

"We're leaving," Ken said shortly.

Wormmon blinked. "Sure Ken."

Ken turned around and walked out the door with Wormmon following as best he 
could.

Nothing was said between them until they were a fair distance from Ishida's 
apartment.

"What's wrong Ken?" Wormmon asked.

"Nothing," Ken replied sharply. "Why aren't you drunk now?"

"No reason," replied Wormmon.

They continued on in silence, the night's breeze bringing a slight chill to Ken.

"What happened to your shirt?" Wormmon asked.

Ken sighed. "I guess Jun has it."

"You gave it to her?" Wormmon questioned.

"No. I wasn't conscious after...." Ken trailed off.

"After what?" Wormmon pressed.

"After I slept with her." Ken sagged.

Wormmon looked down. "I see."

"You're not upset with me, are you?" Ken questioned.

Wormmon shook his head. "If you're not upset with me."

Ken blinked. "Upset with you about what?"

Wormmon looked away. "Being with Hawkmon."

"Wha?!" Ken cried out in shock as he stared at his partner. "You were WITH 
Hawkmon?!"

Wormmon nodded.

"Why?" Ken asked.

"Well, we were drunk and you know how... varied my tastes are," Wormmon 
struggled to say.

Ken nodded slowly. "I know. You've liked both Tailmon and me... that way."

"And V-mon," Wormmon added. "Though he made it clear he'd never return those 
feelings."

Ken massaged his forehead, wishing he was more drunk at the moment. "Do you 
think we both messed up?"

"Why's that?" Wormmon asked.

"I never thought I'd be with Jun, it just happened." Ken sagged.

Wormmon sighed. "I'll admit Hawkmon wasn't on the top of my list, but he is a 
good guy. The only problem would be if he didn't like it."

"Or if he liked it too much," Ken replied.

"Why's that?" Wormmon questioned.

"If you two have a relationship, then it'll make Miyako and me more inclined to 
like each other as well. I don't want to take Miyako away from Daisuke, even if 
he isn't being loyal to her," Ken explained. He glanced over. "Do you know if 
Hawkmon is gay or bisexual?"

"Bisexual would be my guess. He didn't seem very upset about it. But waking up 
to him was certainly sobering for me." Wormmon looked away again.

"Let's see if we can find a taxi home," Ken suggested.

"We could get there faster by air," Wormmon pointed out. "It'd be cheaper too."

Ken smiled gently. "Right."

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That was how it started. What was supposed to have been Daisuke getting a girl 
to come over and be a stripper for Takeru and Patamon's bachelor party had gone 
all wrong. Jun had taken it upon herself to replace the stripper and get proof 
of Yamato's sexuality and ended messing everything up in the process. 

I wanted to help Jun, but I only made things worse. That seems to be my lot in 
life. Always trying to do things, but making it worse in the process-- rarely 
better. 

I should've let her run away from the party naked, then I would've never been 
with her, and wouldn't be such a hypocrite to Miyako. I turned her down because 
she had slept with Daisuke, but then I turn around and drunkenly fucked Jun. 

Of course the problem didn't end there. Problems never end that simply.

Why does it sometimes hurt to help others?

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Ken stumbled out of his bedroom.

Mrs. Ichijouji blinked. "Ken? I thought you were staying over at Ishida's last 
night."

Ken flinched remembering that he hadn't told his mother about the party, just 
telling her that he was staying over at a friend's apartment. He sighed, and 
replied, "Ah, no reason really. I couldn't sleep there for some reason and had 
Wormmon take me home."

Mrs. Ichijouji nodded. "Did you have fun?"

Ken sweated nervous. "Yeah, I did." Too much fun in fact.

"That's good." Mrs. Ichijouji smiled. "Now, Ken. Why didn't you tell me you had 
a girlfriend?"

Ken blinked. "Girlfriend?"

"Oh, you know. This cute sounding girl named Jun," Mrs. Ichijouji replied. "She 
called a little bit ago asking when she could see you again and return your 
shirt."

Ken paled. "What did you tell her?"

"That you'd pick her up at six o'clock for dinner and movies." Mrs. Ichijouji 
went to her kitchen. "Now what do you want for breakfast?"

Ken slumped onto a dinning room chair. "Doesn't matter," he answered while 
wondering what he should do about this. He liked Jun even though she was a bit 
excitable for his tastes, the body was certainly a plus, and he had slept with 
her. He sighed. He didn't really have much of a choice.

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"What are you doing here dressed like that?" Daisuke hissed.

Ken pulled nervously at his dress clothes, while holding flowers. "Taking your 
sister on a date."

"Are you mad? Last night was bad enough. Do you really want to dig yourself a 
grave?" Daisuke questioned harshly.

"Already did. Now I have to lay in it," Ken replied.

"Laying is exactly the problem here. You tell her you were drunk and she might 
drop this," Daisuke pointed out.

Ken shook his head. "I owe it to Jun for what I did last night. I was the one to 
start it."

"Then finish it too. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with Jun? 
Because if you don't run now, you'll never escape her," Daisuke warned.

Ken blinked looking over Daisuke's shoulder and said, "Maybe I don't want to 
run."

Jun stood behind Daisuke wearing clothes no sane parent would let their daughter 
wear to a date. Her brown shorts were way too short, allowing one to see a peek 
of her red panties while her tan tube top did little to cover the shape of her 
breasts.

Jun gasped looking at Ken formal clothes. "I'm under dressed!" She bolted back 
into her room.

Daisuke sighed. "Get your mind out of the gutter and sit down. You have some 
time to wait."

"His mind in the gutter? You're one to talk after that three-some this morning," 
V-mon huffed.

"Three-some?" Ken questioned.

Daisuke grinned. "Remember what Jyou said about Mimi's game of Truth or Dare?"

Ken shook his head. "No."

Daisuke frowned. "Right you were... elsewhere. Anyway, Miyako and another girl 
were dared to have sex with me as part of a game."

"You crashed Hikari's slumber party?" Ken questioned.

Daisuke shook his head. "Nope. I got invited by Miyako."

"Didn't Sora or Hikari try to stop it?" Ken asked.

"Sora wasn't pleased about it, but didn't say anything. Can't tell about Hikari, 
but she didn't seem upset even though she was walking around only wearing a 
blanket," Daisuke answered.

The door to the apartment opened and Mrs. Motomiya entered with a couple bags of 
groceries. "I'm back. Hi, Ken. What's with the dress clothes?" Mrs. Motomiya 
inquired.

"He's going on a date with me," Jun replied, standing at her door wearing a 
somewhat modest red dress. Well modest for Jun. The skirt went down to mid-upper 
thigh and the cleavage only reached to the top of her breasts. "I'm ready."

Mrs. Motomiya blinked. "A date with Ken?! But he's six years younger than you."

"He's also smart, athletic, kind and rich," Jun retorted. She would've added 
more, but her mother didn't need to know about her sex life. 

Mrs. Motomiya had to admit her daughter had some good points about Ken, but that 
age gap was a bit much. "Jun, it was bad enough with Yamato."

"Mom, you worry too much," Jun waved off her mother's comment. She grabbed Ken's 
arm and said, "Shall we go?"

"Ah, sure." Ken nodded nervously.

"Bye," Jun called out. "Promise not to do anything you don't allow Daisuke to 
do."

The door closed and the young couple was gone.

Mrs. Motomiya blinked. "But we haven't stopped him from sleeping with every girl 
that'll drop her panties."

"Hey!" Daisuke shouted, seemingly insulted.

"Truth hurts, don't it." V-mon folded his arms.

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Ken felt like he was in the clutches of a Gesomon. The girl was squeezing the 
life out of him. If it wasn't for the way her breasts were pressed against him, 
he might have done something about it.

"Oh, that's so cuuute," Jun giggled girlishly pointing at one of the stuff dolls 
prizes of pachinko parlor.

Ken sighed hoping none of his friends could see this. He glanced behind himself 
and noticed Takeru waving at him from where you'd enter the Lasar Assault arena.

Ken sagged into a seat. "Well, I'll try to win it for you."

"You will?" Jun squeaked happily.

Ken nodded, and quickly wished he still had the full power of the Dark Seed. 
Then this contest would be child's play, rather than require all his 
concentration. Of course, if he still had the Dark Seed power, he wouldn't care 
to go on a date with Jun. If he wanted to fuck her, he would have her clothes 
ripped off and then would bang her dry.

Ken drooped after the forth game. He was nowhere near winning the prize Jun 
wanted, but he wouldn't be able to afford dinner or the movie if he continued. 
"We'll just have to see what we can get with these," Ken said, holding up the 
prize vouchers.

Jun frowned. "But I really wanted it. Please!"

"We won't make it to the movie if we don't cash these in now," Ken pointed out, 
his resolve wavering though.

Jun nodded slowly. She took the vouchers and turned them in. She bounced back 
holding a cute little dolly. She smiled. "I was able to get this. Hold it for 
me."

"Sure," Ken replied.

"Now let's get to the movie," Jun chirped and dragged him away.

Ken glared slightly as he heard Takeru failing to stifle his laughter.

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Ken couldn't believe the movie Jun wanted to see. This wasn't like the Sakura 
Diaries movie that was a perverted relationship movie like Miyako had wanted to 
see. This was just plain perverted porn. 

The main character was a plain looking shy guy who wanted to find the love of 
his life, and a buxom, fiery red-haired woman on permanent sugar high that kept 
trying to prove she was that love. The climax of the movie, and it was certainly 
detailed CLIMAX, as the woman basically raped the boy and he 'miraculously' 
realized he had always loved her. 

Ken couldn't understand how anyone could buy that crap. Here the boy showed 
every indication an extreme extrovert was the last type of girl he'd want, and 
yet was broken into wanting her.

Jun sobbed, "This was just like Yamato and me. Except I was never with him, and 
he's gay. Maybe if I had..." She looked at Ken and wiped away her tears. "Never 
mind, he wasn't meant for me. Let's go somewhere."

Ken gulped as Jun hand landed on his crotch. "Oh, yes, dinner. We still have to 
go for dinner," he nervously squeaked.

Jun frowned, but her stomach grumbled. "I guess."

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"You should've seen Mom's face when she came home while Miyako was 'visiting' 
Daisuke. It was so totally weird seeing her go from shock to being happy. 
Talking about him being so manly. Then there was that Mina girl he had over, and 
Mom just treated her like she was just a friend of Daisuke-- not some girl who 
had been having sex with Daisuke for the past hour. That really freaked the poor 
girl. Don't you think my Mother should've done something about him sleeping 
around like that, though? I mean, what if he got a girl pregnant? He has no 
means of supporting a child, it'd fall upon my parents to help. Then I'd be out 
my college tuition. To bad I'll be going to a campus in Okinawa. It's a bit far 
to do any visiting, but you can't beat the weather. Except the summer months, of 
course, which will be absolutely evil. It'll suck leaving in a week, after all 
we only just got to really know each other, but we'll find a way to stay 
together...." Jun continued to talk, loving the way he was looking at her 
fondly. 

Ken sighed as he rested his chin on his hand as Jun droned. The idea of going to 
the movies before dinner was to have something in common to start the 
conversation. That wasn't a problem with Jun. She completely dominated the 
discussion. He hadn't gotten one word in.

Unfortunately his attempts to preserve his money had failed since not only did 
Jun order the most expensive meal for herself, but she also ordered it for him 
as well. 'For stamina' she had told him. He didn't need to be a genius to know 
why she wanted him to have stamina. She was planning on being desert.

After Ken paid the bill, he excused himself to go the bathroom. Once there he 
sighed while looking in the mirror. "Outside is a girl waiting for me to take 
her to a love motel," he said to himself. "A girl that won't be around after 
next week as she's going to college. There would be little chance of continuing 
the relationship once she's in Okinawa. She'll probably find a new guy within a 
week."

Ken sagged. "I could really use Wormmon's advice right now. He'd probably tell 
me to do what I felt was right. If Jun wasn't his sister, Daisuke would say fuck 
her because it is one shot deal. Miyako probably wouldn't care. Hikari, Takeru 
and the others would suggest I don't. After all, it wouldn't be for love."

Ken splashed water into his face and then dried it. He glanced at the window. 
"Jun wouldn't take no for an answer. If I don't want to sleep with her, I'm 
going to have to sneak away."

"Sorry," Ken said as he climbed through the window. 

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"I'm sorry, Ms. Motomiya, but your dinner partner left through the window," a 
waiter informed her. "At least he had the decency to pay the bill first, not 
like the last one."

"Ken left me too?" Jun whined. "How could he? After our night of passion, how 
could he ditch me like this?!"

Jun stood up and ran out of the restaurant.

The waiter shook his head. "Poor girl."

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Ken strolled along as he tried to figure out what to do. He knew Jun could be 
obsessive and after what happened at the bachelor party she's likely to hound 
after him more than she ever did for Yamato.

"Ken-chan!"

Ken whirled around and saw Jun running toward him.

"Ken, why did you run away?" Jun cried out.

Ken booked as fast as his legs could carry him.

"Ken?" Jun sagged, but then looked determined. "I won't let you get away." She 
chased after him.

Ken glanced over his shoulder and wondered how Jun could possibly keep up with 
him. He stumbled slightly as tripped over someone. "Sorry," he called out. 

Taichi scratched his head wondering why Ken was running like that, but then was 
plowed over.

"Ken-chan! Come back my stud muffin of love!" Jun cried out almost prancing in 
the way she was running.

Taichi shook his head and stood up. His question answered.


Takeru held a guy twice his size by the arm in a painful arm lock. The brut had 
gotten into a fight and almost damaged some of the equipment at the Lasar 
Assault arena that Takaishi now worked at to help take care of Hikari and 
himself, not to mention their unborn baby.

"You are no longer allowed to come this mall," Yohko, Takeru's military looking 
boss, snapped angrily.

The brut could only nod. He wondered how this little kid could hold him like 
this when his biceps were the size of the kid's head. First the geek at the 
rave, and now this little twerp. How could he possibly be so weak?

The brutish guy brushed his 'stylish' hair and walked away. He turned back in 
time to see a young boy with black hair that was about the same age of the twerp 
run over him like he wasn't there. The twerp wobbled as he got to his feet only 
to have a young woman with light brown hair and wearing a great red dress slam 
him into the wall as she ran past.

"I'm pathetic," the brut moaned.


"Hide me," Ken pleaded as he ran into the Inoue convenience store.

Miyako blinked. "What's going on?"

"Just hide me!" Ken begged.

"Sure." Miyako pointed behind the counter.

Ken leapt over and cowered. 

Jun enter the store. "Where's Ken-chan?"

Miyako sweat-dropped. "He went through the back door." Miyako pointed off to the 
side.

"Thanks." Jun ran off.

Miyako looked over the counter. "Now what did you do, Ken?"

Ken fidgeted. "Her."

Miyako blinked. "What do you mean... Wait you DID HER?"

"I was drunk," Ken nervously squeaked.

Miyako placed her elbows on the counter and looked at him in mirth. "So you 
fucked Jun of all people because you were drunk. And here you turned me down 
because I wasn't a virgin."

"It's not that, it's because you're with Daisuke," Ken protested.

"I may be his lover, but we aren't together," Miyako defended.

Ken shook his head. "Believe what you wish. Thanks for the help." He strolled 
out of the store.

"Ken-chan!"

And the chase was on again.

Miyako giggled. "There goes Penelope the cat after Pepe LePew."


Ken tried to figure out how Jun could possible keep up with him. He was starting 
to feel winded, and his physical abilities were nothing like a normal kid.

Ken looked up and saw a ray of hope. "Help me!" he called out.

Jyou's older brother Shuu looked up while walking toward his car. He seized 
seeing Jun running toward him. He then noticed Ken. Shuu ordered, "Get in the 
car."

Ken nodded and hopped in through the window.

Shuu jumped in and started the car. The tires squealed as he sped off.

Jun sagged. "Not again." She then brightened. "I know where he'll go though." 
She skipped away.


"So, you're her new crush," Shuu commented.

"Yeah," Ken sighed. "At least it'll only be for the week."

"How can you be sure about that?" Shuu questioned. "Is Yamato out of town for a 
week?"

Ken shook his head. "No, she's going to college."

"Where?" Shuu questioned nervously.

"Okinawa," Ken answered.

Shuu breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. For a second I was afraid she was going 
to go to Kyoto."

"Right," Ken laughed nervously. "How are things going for you there?"

"Fine. Professor Takenouchi thinks he's on to something big," Shuu replied.

"Oh? Has he come home for the break?" Ken asked.

Shuu shook his head. "No. He wanted to work on his discovery." He looked away 
briefly, then focused back on the road. "Though I wonder if he lied about it 
just to have an excuse not to go home."

"I would've expected him to come home to meet Taichi. After all Taichi has 
basically moved in with Sora," Ken said trying not to think about Jun.

"I think that may be more of the point," Shuu replied reluctantly. "The 
professor is not on good terms with his wife. They'd probably fight if he had 
come home."

Ken nodded. "I wonder why they haven't had a divorce."

"It's because Mrs. Takenouchi is very traditional. Once married, always 
married," Shuu explained. 

"I see." Ken glanced out the window.

"Where did you want to go?" Shuu questioned.

"Just take me home," Ken answered.

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Jun straightened her appearance. With Shuu driving Ken, he should be here by 
now. She knocked on the door.

The door opened revealing a large humanoid insect with hunter green armor 
cramped in the small foyer and he was glaring at her. "Ken-chan is mine!" 
Stingmon said pointing at himself with his deadly metallic claws. He then 
slammed the door.

Jun blinked several times. "No way would my Ken-chan swing like that. I KNOW Ken 
is straight."

Jun moved to the door and checked to see if it was locked. Fortunately it wasn't 
so she opened it a crack.

"Was that really necessary?" Ken asked in a slightly annoyed tone.

Stingmon de-evolved and Wormmon replied sheepishly, "You are the one running 
from her. Besides, there are better girls for you. Ones closer to your own age. 
Or guys for that matter."

"I know, but she's leaving in a week. I don't want to get deep into a 
relationship for it to end that quickly," Ken returned.

Jun perked up hearing that. Ken didn't want to get hurt because of her leaving, 
but she knew how to make sure he'd know she'd never leave him.

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Ken awoke to a strange sound. He slipped out of bed to investigate it. He 
blinked seeing Jun trying to open his window wearing V-mon's trench-coat, which 
was way too small for her. He then noticed the lacy red silken garment that the 
trench-coat was supposed to cover up.

Ken swallowed hard. Jun was here to seduce him. His mind froze and his dick 
hardened in anticipation. 

"Ken-chan?" Wormmon called out.

Ken shook his head to regain his senses. He didn't want a throw away 
relationship, he wanted one to last. Jun couldn't be it with her going off to 
college. He wished he had paid more attention to her before the bachelor party, 
then he would've known taking her on a date was pointless since she would be 
leaving.

"What are you going to do Ken-chan?" Wormmon asked.

Ken quickly grabbed a change of clothes and his digivice. "The only place she 
can't follow." He moved to the computer. "Digi-port open!"

Ken disappeared in a flash of light, with Wormmon hopping in after him.

Jun sagged seeing him disappear. "Damn it! Why does he have to go on an 
adventure now? I was almost through this lock."

Ken's D-Terminal started to beep on Ken's desk. Koushiro had sent him a question 
asking why he opened a portal.

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It's been a week since I've gone to the Digital World to stay away from Jun. I 
know I must be hurting her by doing this, but it's the right thing to do. If I 
had stayed in the real world, she would eventually corner me and seduce me. 

Part of me questions why I ran from her. Here's a beautiful woman willing to 
have sex with me and I know it would probably be a one time deal. Well, a one 
week deal since she'd likely want to do it more than once during the week.

However, the sensible side of me realizes that I'd hurt her just as much, if not 
more so, if I had used her. I would've treated her as nothing more than some sex 
object and I refuse to do that to anyone.

Part of me wishes I had never gone to help her, but she needed that help. If I 
wasn't the one to find her, a young naked girl like her would've ended up raped 
by someone she didn't know. Instead she was taken advantage of by someone she 
did know.

Well, it's time to go back to the real world and start at my new school. I was 
tempted to see if I could go to Odaiba Junior High with Daisuke and the others, 
however the commute would've been too much to do everyday.

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Author's notes:

The special wedding entry will be SUPER sized. Potentially longer than entry 13. 
There will be two versions of it, the Red Digivice Diaries Entry 15 version will 
leave nothing out while War Diaries Entry 12 will be the edited for younger 
readers and may leave some side-scenes off that don't deal with War Diaries.

The Hawkmon/Wormmon relationship will be dealt with in a future Red Digivice 
Entry, probably entry 17. 

The joke concerning Armadimon's singing has to deal with his solo song from the 
best partners digimon music CDs. His voice actor can't sing even with 
technological support to make him sound better. Armadimon's duet with Iori isn't 
as bad, but Iori Japanese voice actor drowns out Armadimon for most of the song. 


Thanks to my pre-readers, especially Ajere for the grammar shred.