Digimon belongs to Toei! *sob*
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Last time on Tomodachi: Shi-chan left everyone a lovely lengthly author's note. Oh, and Daisuke and the others escaped from Sekitomachi and are hiding out with Mimi and Sora.
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Tomodachi
Chapter 9 (The real one, this time)
~By Shimegami-chan
Screw warnings. You all know what it's about.
Daisuke was awakened by a knocking that similarly woke Ken and Jyou, and had the three of them staring in horror at the door. "Tachikawa-san? Takenouchi-san?"
Daisuke went rigid as Miyako stirred and slowly sat up, recognition dawning in her eyes. She stood as quietly as possible and checked the lock, and, finding it still drawn tightly, let out a silent sigh.
The voice outside the door said something inaudible to herself and walked away, footsteps echoing down the hall. Daisuke pouted. "Man, I thought we were dead! What time is it? Should we go now?"
Jyou glanced out the window. "It's still light out."
"It's nearly five o'clock," Miyako said, checking her wristwatch. "The girls stopped by a few hours ago just to let me know that none of the Isolder girls have heard anything about students escaping from our school. Maybe Osamu didn't go after us at all."
"It's unlike him," Ken said thoughtfully. "Especially concerning me. No, they must have gotten away quietly. We should too."
The group froze as they heard the lock turning, and Sora stepped into the room. "Hi guys...I brought you something to eat."
"Thanks, Sora-chan!" Miyako said enthusiastically, her ravounous eyes following the bag of sandwiches that emerged from Sora's backpack. The girl set the bag down on the table and Daisuke, Ken, Jyou, Miyako, and Koushirou began to hungrily eat. Daisuke thanked Sora around a mouthful of bread, and even the shy Jyou had picked up a sandwich without being told to. It seemed that the effects of the Pet training could be erased...eventually.
After eating, the group began to re-pack, with Sora's help. Koushirou, Ken and Jyou left their torn Tamachi uniforms in a heap in Sora's closet and donned whatever clothing Daisuke, Sora, Miyako, and Mimi could spare. Daisuke urged Ken to once again wear the sweater and windbreaker, for fear the more fragile boy would catch a cold.
As Daisuke fastened the straps on his backpack a flustered Mimi entered the room. "Sora! We've got trouble!"
"Nani?" As if instinctively feeling her girlfriend's distress, Sora jammed the discarded clothes further into the closet and shut the door.
"They're coming," Mimi breathed, her eyes wild. "A boy got caught sneaking around the school and they think there might be more of them, so the headmistress is doing a dorm inspection!"
"What?!" Sora bit her lip. "Now what?!"
Miyako had already sprung to her feet and shot out the door. "The others!" After a moment she reappeared and motioned for the boys to follow her to Hikari's room.
The other dorm was in turmoil. Yamato scrambled to re-pack while Hikari jammed on a sweater. Takeru, looking more alert now, tried to wrestle a jacket over his broken arm.
"What do we do?" asked Ken fearfully.
"We make a break for it."
Daisuke moved to the door just as Sora rushed in and locked it behind her. "They're on our floor!"
"There are too many of us! We can't possibly hide!" Koushirou argued.
Hikari was unfastening the latches on the windows. "It's almost dark. You can go this way! Just jump into the bushes, and run!"
Koushirou nodded. "Meet in the forest just ahead--go!" He tucked his laptop under his arm and gracefully leapt from the ledge into the foliage.
"But...Takeru..." Yamato looked worried.
"I can handle it," the younger boy said, and eased himself over the windowsill. A muffled sqeak came from below as the redhead tried to catch the injured blonde before both disappeared into the night.
Yamato vaulted over the sill and fell without sound to the grass below, followed by a silent Iori. Jyou nervously eased himself down, holding the sill until the last possible moment.
Ken took Daisuke by the arm as Taichi and Hikari hugged. "Dai...if I don't make it away, I want you to know that I appreciate everything you've done. I want you to get home, even if I don't."
"Don't talk like that!" Daisuke admonished, voice failing as a knock sounded at the door. "Ken..."
"Who is it?" Hikari called, her voice desperate.
"Headmistress Takada," came the muffled answer.
"I'm coming." Hikari delayed as Taichi disappeared out the window.
"Go," Ken whispered, and pulled Daisuke to him for a short kiss. Daisuke froze, but the bluenette was pulling him to the window, and Miyako pushed him through the opening and slid the window closed just as the Headmistress opened the door herself using the master key.
Daisuke gazed up at the illuminated window, his heart in his shoes, wondering whether he'd lost Ken for good.
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Dai didn't even remember the following moments in which Taichi dragged him into the woods, his eyes still watching, praying to see Ken's lithe form leap from the sill. "Come on, man, we're going to get caught! You heard what he said. We'll figure out some way to go back for him, I promise."
Taichi's words meant nothing to the desperate boy. He kissed me. H