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No Girls Allowed (Ch.2, Digific)

Title: No Girls Allowed
Author: Schnickledooger
Rating: T/PG-13
Genre: Romance/Humor
Summary: Jun keeps popping up in the most unexpected places. Tai is not pleased, especially when it gives his friends the wrong impression.

Ch.1 Revenge

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. Toei Animation does.

Ch.2 Backfired

Tai supposed it was all his fourth-period Home Economics teacher for his current position in school at the moment. Jun Motomiya was his cooking partner. He should have been absolutely appalled or horrified when the announcement was made, but he had gotten so used to the bad karma that had attached itself to him ever since Jun had first cornered him in the boy's locker room, that he merely took in this news that whispered ill tidings with bored indifference.

Jun Motomiya was his cooking partner. Was he surprised? No. Probability of flunking the class? Very high. Did he care? Not really. He had been dealt yet another unfair blow in life. So what else was new?

He rested his chin his hand and didn't even bat an eyelash when he she took her place on the other side of the table and graced him with a scowl of displeasure.

"You've ruined everything!" Jun hissed at him, her nostrils flaring out like an enraged bull's. "After all the trouble I've gone through convincing my parents that Odaiba High School is more ideal to graduate from compared to my old school and having to wear this hideous puke-green, sailor scout-wannabe uniform—" the girl tugged at the hem of her skirt in disgust, flashing a bit of bare knee, "and attaining Matt's schedule so I can get closer to him—just to have the entire school think I transferred here because I missed my stupid boyfriend, aka you!"

A rumor had started circulating shortly after the Locker Room Incident as it had come to be known about how soccer star Taichi Kamiya and an older girl had taken a tumble in the afore-mentioned locker room… literally. As with all rumors, the true facts were either forgotten or ignored on purposed until that remained were details blown way out of proportion. His reputation had shot up in the eyes of his upperclassmen in any case though. He would have felt kind of good about it, if it hadn't been, you know, Jun that they thought he was with.

"And now Matt's under the impression that I'm not available and dating his best friend and it's tearing him up inside that he can't have me and he's giving me the brush off because of how hurt he is and I can't get him to talk to me and you can't fix things because you and Matt are fighting now and he won't talk to you either and it's all your fault!" Jun wailed in one long piteous breath.

Tai didn't bother trying to explain to her that Matt hadn't much cared for his schedule being given to his number one stalker behind his back and for Tai not telling him ahead of time that Jun was transferring to their school.

oOo

Three days earlier…

"My life is officially over!" Matt moaned trudging into their homeroom and slumping over his desk, burying his head in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Sora asked coming up to stand next him.

"My worst nightmare come true, that's what," Matt whimpered, lifting his face so that his friends could see his crazed, bloodshot eyes shining with pure terror. "Jun transferred here—to our high school and she's somehow managed to get into every single one of my extracurricular courses!"

"Wow, that's what I call taking stalking to an all new-level," Izzy said with both eyebrows raised. "How do you know this anyway?"

"She cornered me at my locker and was only to happy to share the joyful news," Matt explained, shuddering at the memory. "She said she was going to make my high school days full of exciting experiences that this would be the time that when I looked back later in life and 'cherish the fond memories of.'"

"Poor Matt," Mimi sighed dramatically. "Love is a powerful thing!"

"What I don't understand is how she knows my entire schedule!" Matt exclaimed, sounding close to cracking under anxiety. "She recited all of my classes by heart and said even if she couldn't take the ones I'm in that she already has had before, we could still meet up in the hallway to have our special moments!"

Everyone winced at this.

"She must have gotten a hold of my schedule beforehand somehow! There's no way being in all my other classes is a coincidence! So how the heck did she—" Matt cut himself off abruptly midway and cast a suspicious look towards Tai who had been watching his friend's rant with calm indifference. "You didn't…" Matt said, his voice taking on a threatening edge to it.

Tai leaned back in his chair, wiggled his finger around in his ear a bit, and threw a bored look back in return. "Oops," he said humorlessly.

Matt was so furious he lost the ability to speak for a minute.

"That was a really rotten thing to do, Tai," Sora said frowning at him.

"Is this about us walking in on you and Jun?" Izzy asked. "You know none of us really took that seriously. There was no need to do something so drastic."

"We knew it was accident. We were only teasing you," Mimi said.

"I was angry. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision," Tai claimed trying to shrug it off.

"That still doesn't make it right," Sora said.

"Sure, take Matt's side!" Tai snapped.

"So you not only gave Jun my schedule, but you knew she was transferring here beforehand and didn't even tell me?" Matt demanded, his voice trembling with suppressed rage.

"That's right, I didn't," Tai stated, an anger of his own sweeping over him. "And know what else? I hope she makes your life miserable from now on!"

"Tai!" Sora shouted. "What's gotten into you!"

It was the bell ringing signifying that classes would start in five minutes that saved him. Matt was clutching the edges of his desk with both hands so tightly his knuckles were turning white and the expression he wore on his face closely resembled the ones he used to shoot at him during the several long months in their first stay in the Digital World—piercing blue eyes charged with enough fire they gave off the vibe that they hoped Tai would spontaneously combust in the next few seconds.

Izzy and Mimi had had to leave to go to their own classroom one floor down, both of them being one year younger than the others. Unfortunately, Tai had had to remain in the same room with his two so-called best friends, neither of which was speaking to him now for his deception.

He told himself that was fine. That there was nothing to talk about anyway and that he didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt for what he had done, and tried very hard not to think about the reason why he felt so angry or what had made him give out Matt's schedule, because he knew it hadn't been just about the others kidding him about the Locker Room Incident, and it frightened him on what he would find if he looked too deeply.

It hadn't taken long for the entire school to realize that something was amiss between Matt Ishida and Tai Kamiya, both once steadfast friends now giving each other the cold, silent treatment. Rumors and speculation ran rampant on what had caused this rift… then Jun Motomiya had appeared on the scene and the soccer team had wasted no time in pointing out that she was the girl from the Locker Room Incident who had allegedly dumped Tai and was pursuing Matt and most likely the sudden enmity between them was the result of this complicated love triangle.

oOo

"I've got it all figured out," Jun said bringing him back to the present. "If everyone thinks you and I are a couple, then we'll just have to break up!"

That jarred Tai into full wakefulness. "What do you mean 'break up'? We aren't together in the first place!"

"That's the spirit!" Jun said clapping her hands together enthusiastically. "Keep up that attitude and more people will actually be convinced before too long! We just have to plan some sort of major scene that will be unforgettable where I dump you."

"What? No way, if anything, I'll be the one doing the dumping!" Tai declared, completely bypassing the fact that he was agreeing to such a ridiculous scheme that he had scoffed at moments ago.

"No one dumps Jun Motomiya, Jun Motomiya dumps them," Jun hissed, narrowing her eyes at him in warning. "Besides, I deserve some compensation for being labeled with a wild-haired soccer freak as my love interest."

"Yeah, what about me?" Tai retorted. "You think I actually want people to think I'm attracted the psychotic, obsessive type?"

"Who's psychotic?" Jun snarled, curling her upper lip into a fierce scowl, her right hand unconsciously curling around the handle of the chopping knife laid out among the rest of the cutlery upon the table.

"Alright, class, today we will be making tempura. Please gather up your ingredients and utensils listed on the provided sheet and don't forget your aprons and hats this time," their teacher's voice rang out over head in a bored, droning tone.

Tai decided it would be best for his safety and health if he collected the ingredients from the cupboard. Jun's utensil-gathering skills seemed to be already perfected.

oOo

The first ten minutes in was spent in a stony silence with both of them cutting the vegetables up into bite-size pieces and shooting scathing glares at each other over the tabletop.

"What makes you think Matt would want you for a girlfriend anyway?" Tai finally asked, caving in first.

"What do you mean by that?" Jun inquired suspiciously, pausing half-way through slicing.

"I mean it's not like you have much to offer," Tai shrugged. "You guys have nothing in common that I can see. It's like you're chasing him because you like his image and his music, but that only makes you appear like another one of his crazed fangirls."

"What do you know?" Jun cried, chopping the head off a carrot viciously. "That might have been true at first, but now that I've gotten to know him better ever since he took me out on a date—"

"That you practically blackmailed him into," Tai reminded her.

"I've discovered there's more to him than just a pretty face and gorgeous-singing voice," Jun continued on as if she hadn't heard him. "Underneath that cool exterior he tries to portray, he's a very soft-hearted, caring person who holds family values into the highest esteem. I think he would make an excellent father and husband."

"Do you really want to get married that young?" Tai questioned incredulously. "We're still in high school for crying out loud!"

"I'm thinking about the future," Jun stated matter-of-factly. "Of course I will go to college and then get a job, but I want to make sure the man at my side will be someone who supports my decisions and opinions."

"I can't believe I'm having this conversation," Tai muttered shaking his head.

"Oh like you're the expert on relationships," Jun scoffed. "Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Tai turned as red as the bell pepper he was cutting. "I think we need to heat the oil," he said, his voice squeaking slightly as he turned the knobs on the stove on high.

A sly grin was lingering around the corner of Jun's mouth. "Mmm-hmm, that's what I thought," she said smugly.

"W-what? What do you think?" Tai sputtered, struggling to open a bag of flour so he could pour it into a bowl and make the batter. "I just never had time for one that's all. Soccer and all," he finished lamely.

"Oh, come on. I know lots of girls who dated jocks. I've dated a few myself. Believe me, sports do not take up all of your life," Jun said rolling her eyes. "The only guys who claim that are the ones who want to ditch their girlfriend and can't think of a better excuse. But that doesn't apply to you in your case." Jun stared hard at him for a moment as if assessing him. "Maybe girls aren't your cup of tea?"

"What!" Tai exclaimed angrily, ripping the bag in his hands and a column of flour exploded into the air like a mushroom cloud, covering him in a thin coat of powdery, white grain.

Jun doubled over laughing and Tai opened his mouth to tell her off… and launched into a fit of sneezing and coughing as his lungs inhaled the fine powder.

"A little less playing and more cooking would be prudent for your grade," the teacher warned as she strode past inspecting tables. "Wash up, Mr. Kamiya."

"Oh, don't look so wounded," Jun said after Tai had finished cleaning up at the sink. "It was a joke. You don't have that 'other team' flair at all. I guess you're too terminally shy to ask a girl out."

Tai wondered if he would have to repeat a year if dropped the class now and didn't come back.

Jun was humming merrily as she whipped the flour and water into batter. Listening more closely, Tai recognized it as the tune of one of Matt's new songs.

"So… you've had lots of boyfriends then?" he asked casually, dumping the cut-up vegetables into the mix when she held bowl out to him.

"A fair few," Jun replied loftily, carefully coating each vegetable in the batter. "Why?"

"Matt will be interested to know that you're experienced then, I suppose," Tai couldn't resist saying, grinning as he waggled his eyebrows devilishly.

Payback! Muwahahaha!

"What kind of cheap floozy do you take me for?" Jun squawked indignantly, losing her grip on the chopsticks that was currently gripping a batter-coated vegetable over the hot skillet. The piece fell in from a high height and hot oil up spattered up into the air like a geyser and landed on the girl's arm.

Jun shrieked in pain at the burn and stumbled backwards in an effort to get away from the viciously spitting skillet and bumped into the back of a person at the table behind her.

There was a sickening crunch of a knife slicing into something that was definitely not a vegetable and the boy's horrified, startled scream as they held up a finger dripping with a fluid, red substance.

"I-is that… blood?" the boy's partner choked, her face changing to a nasty shade of green before upchucking her lunch all over the floor.

Another person who was returning to his table with a packet of sesame seeds from the cupboard, crossed the floor, lost his footing in the unnoticed puddle, slipped and fell flat on his back in the mess, realized what he was lying in… and promptly repeated the process.

Retching sounds resounded all over the room as their classmates viewed the scene and those with weak stomachs became violently ill.

In the end, the teacher strode through the sea of vomit to the only two students left standing (the others having collapsed or fled from the foul-smelling room) to level a piercing stare over the bridge of her classes at the gaping Tai and Jun, shell-shocked at how much damage they had managed to produce in less than a minute.

"Need I tell you your grade for this curriculum or can you take a wild guess?" she inquired dryly.

oOo

"So I heard the Chemistry teacher broke down into tears when he saw your names on the roster and realized he had you two next period."

"Izzy…"

"Well, is it true?"

"Izzy."

"There has to be a reason why you both got transferred to Environmental Science 101 all of a sudden."

"Izzy."

"There's a pool going around claiming you two would blow up the science lab in less than fifteen minutes if given the opportunity."

"Izzy!"

"Did you know that the student body has even given you a couple-name now? Kamotomiya. Of course, that's such an unappealing mouthful people are combining your first names instead: Junichi."

"IZZY! Wait, how come Jun's name is in front of mine?"

To Be Continued…

A/N: Well, I decided to continue this. It took me this long because I wanted to get the next chapter of The Alternative Factor out first (I'm on four pages of chapter 8 already, guys!) Now I don't feel guilty about working on this. This story will have shorter chapters and be a secondary project for me on the side (the main being the fic mentioned earlier).

I had trouble deciding where to place this in the Digimon storyline. I wanted to put this in the year following the end of 02 (just before the WTF Epilogue). But I didn't want to deal with the whole world knowing about Digimon and having partners yet. I wanted Mimi in the story too, not over in America and I wanted everyone except Joe (because he goes to a private school) in the same high school. I faced a problem there. Canon-wise Jun is either a junior or a senior. She really is three years older than the 01 gang and if they were in high school, she would have been in college already. There's a reason the English dub made the Digidestined five years older not three like in the original and I think it's because they didn't like the idea of Jun chasing after someone who was in his second year in junior high school. Also, Japanese high schools are different than American. They only have three years not four and they start the school year in spring not fall. I'm not sure Jun could transfer schools so easily and late into the year here, but I'm taking artistic license.

So I shall state here and now: this fic is officially an AU of the timeline in 02. I had to go edit poor Ken out of the first chapter since he hasn't become friends with the younger kids yet. And Mimi is an exchange student from America (I'll try and make that more clear in the next chapter). I had to boot the kids ages up a little, ugh.

Ages: Jun=17, Joe=17, Matt, Tai, Sora=16, Izzy, Mimi=15, Yolei=13, Ken, Davis, TK, Kari=12, Cody=10

That out of the way… I really had fun writing Tai and Jun this chapter. Can someone say: Fifth Grade Flirtation? XD I was originally going to have them blow up the science lab, but I don't know chemicals react badly with what so I cast that idea aside. I got the Home Economics/tempura idea from watching The Girl Who Leapt Through Time and if the throwing up scene sounded familiar it's because it's from Cheaper By the Dozen. Just thought I'd give credit where it's due. Tai and Jun's conversation is all mine though!

I hope you have enjoyed reading this! Please review and share your thoughts. I love hearing what you liked best and it's the only reward a fanfic author gets. I like knowing what my readers think and feel. Thank you!^^

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

On to next chapter The Way To A Man's Heart Is...

 


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