So I'm working on Blend In, right, and it's going well but I need to give it time because the ending is very important to me and I don't want to screw it up. So, in the meantime, here's another story! :D heh.

It will perhaps be a series of different sceneries with a shared theme. Same pairing. Anyone dare to guess?

Disclaimer: I don't own digimon

Caution: Sexual content, bad language, um... alcohol? lol. I think that's it. Oh, and vehicles! Watch out!

Don't Look

prologue

Daisuke dived in and closed the door behind him. He turned to the two teens with his usual happy and innocent face. "Hey guys!"

"Hey Dais," they both greeted in union.

The young spiky-haired boy curiously looked around the car they were placed in and cocked his head to the side. "Why're the windows all misty?" he asked perkily, blinking.

The seniors both laughed nervously, looking slightly panicked. "Well, uh… Matt had an asthma-attack," the dark-haired guy exclaimed happily, throwing his huge teenage hands up in the air.

A sound that could be identified as a mix of a snort and helpless snickering was heard from the backseat, where the blond rock-star was casually seated. The brunets stared at him, one of them confused and the other desperate. Yamato was grinning from ear to ear, a grin impossible to break. "Dude, you're so stupid…" he chuckled, shaking his head. Then he suddenly remembered that, so was the other brunet in this car. His eyes widened as he realised he'd screwed up their escape, and he instantly began to cover it up. "That's exactly true! Yeah, I got all blue and it was like breathing through a straw! Tai had to help me" He suddenly started laughing completely this time, throwing his head back. Of course, that wasn't because of bad humour; he was drunk. That was mainly the reason he and Taichi had ended up in this car in the first place. Though part of the reason was probably the brunet's rather obvious looks that had kept returning to him during the party in Sora's apartment.

Daisuke blinked again at the unusually happy blond and turned to his sempai. Said teen just gestured towards his temple, shaking his head. "Lack of oxygen. He needs to get some sleep." He grinned at the giggling blond, and Daisuke shrugged.

"Whatever you say…"