Digimon: Brolitas - Part 1

The weekend had finally come, and not only was it the weekend, it was the beginning of a week off from school and a chance to relax. If the weather reports were true, then it would be a week of glorious sunshine in which the chance to do get out and get some fresh air was not to be passed up. Of course, for some plans had already been made. The Digi-destined of Japan had been working up ideas, running them by each other to create the perfect school break.
For Kari and Yolei, they were joining Sora in going to America to spend the week with Mimi. Travelling through the Digital World, they’d get the chance to spend much more time with their pink haired friend and see New York City without worrying about flights and air fare. That and as Yolei rightly pointed out, they could take as much as they could carry through the Digital World and not get charged any extra fees.
Yolei had invited Ken to join his girlfriend and the others in New York, though with the fact that there would be copious amounts of shopping, make-overs, manicures and an evening taking in a show on Broadway he respectfully declined. Though he didn’t say it, a week with four girls shopping wasn’t something he really fancied. If it was just he and Yolei on their own then he would have considered it. Instead, Ken and his parents were going on Holiday to the south of Japan, to Hiroshima to spend time with relatives.
For Cody, he will be spending the week in Kyushu with his mother and grandfather to face a panel of judges for qualification for his first grade in Kendo; one-dan. It would be a mixture of examinations and physical display of skills learnt, something the young Digi-destined was looking forward to.

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That left two of the younger Digidestined in Odaiba for the week, though neither of them had a problem with that. Davis was going to be spending the time playing soccer and watching TV. T.K on the other hand was going to be making the most of having the apartment to himself for the week. His mother was out of the city for a journalism conference. His dad and brother said they would be around to check up on T.K from time to time and call in to see if he needed anything from the stores. Despite T.K telling them all that he’d be fine, T.K did appreciate the concern, though at times wished people would stop treating him like a kid. It had been six years since his first adventure in the Digital World, and two years since stopping Malomyotismon from destroying both the real world and the Digital World. The fourteen year old believed he was old enough to look out for himself at that point. Plus he also had Patamon to help out if there was ever a problem.
It was close to lunchtime. T.K had worked through his list of chores to do. His mum had asked T.K to keep the apartment clean while she was away. The cleaning had been done, floors swept, bed made and the laundry had been put in the washer and would continue for a couple of hours. T.K was getting on with his homework early. He had a media report to complete; a two thousand word essay on the social impact that Godzilla had on Japan upon its release in 1954. Most of it had been done. It was a case of writing down notes in class, then putting them to paper. With almost half of the work finished and lunch coming up T.K decided it was time to take a break. Sliding back from the computer, T.K was about to get up when he heard the computer bleep out. The bottom right of the monitor showed the email icon. Leaning over the desk, T.K clicked on it, pulling up a message from Davis with the subject: “Are you busy?”

‘Hey T.K,
Just wondering if you were busy? If not, did you want to come around mine and hang out for a while? Jun’s out for most of the day so it’s just me and Demiveemon. Let me know if you’re available.
Davis.’

Reading the message, T.K was a little confused. While this had not been the first time Davis had invited him around, it was in fact the first time Davis had referred to Jun as Jun. Usually he would put things like ‘the pain in the butt’ or just ‘my sister’ so to use Jun’s first name was new. Maybe it was just Davis maturing after so long of waiting. Either way it didn’t matter. T.K still had a week of his break left and the homework could wait. With half already done, T.K figured he could allow himself the chance to take a break and relax. He quickly typed up a response and posted it to Davis.

“Hey Patamon, we’ve been invited other to Davis’ apartment. Want to come?” T.K called out to his partner as he emerged from the office. He was wearing his usual attire of khaki cargo shorts and a green and yellow t-shirt, though this one had short sleeves to allow for the heat. Patamon had been sitting on the sofa watching highlights from the Basketball and shook his head.

“You can go if you want to, I’ll crash here.” The orange Digimon responded before yawning, and T.K chuckled at the sight before shaking his head.

“You really need to stop staying up late and watching T.V. Mum has a go at me for doing that.” T.K stated as he picked up his Digivice and D-Terminal, sliding both into his pockets. “Well you know where the food is, and go easy on the junk food. Remember half that big bar of chocolate is mine.” T.K claimed while moving towards the door and grabbing his trainers. Patamon didn’t respond to the comment about the chocolate, too busy watching highlights from the NBA in America from the previous week. The Digimon definitely heard T.K, so at least the blonde could leave the apartment knowing that the chocolate was safe.

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With the sun out and the fact it was the weekend, the trip from T.K’s apartment to Davis’ own apartment was a little more hectic than normal. Not that T.K minded, but the presence of so many kids out and about made the way through a little busier than normal. Sometimes T.K had to try and slip through some of the crowds that had stopped and were standing so close together. It wasn’t too bad when the crowds were friends from school, and they allowed him to move on through without incident.
The distance between the two apartments wasn’t a big amount, in fact once T.K got past the crowds that were making their way towards the shops and arcades the pathways were clearer with only a few people coming or going. Once T.K reached the apartment building, he walked to the fourth floor and made his way along the balcony pathway. It was odd, this was the first time T.K had been to Davis’ apartment without the others alongside him. Walking towards the door, T.K looked and saw Jun leaving, a smile on her face as she adjusted her bag across her shoulder. She was dressed for the summer. Long white skirt, red spaghetti strap top and platform wedge heels. She had a smile on her face, and it appeared to broaden when she noticed T.K walking towards the apartment. She was about to shut the door, though Jun kept it open.

“Hey T.K, Davis is in his bedroom. Go on in.” She instructed the blonde while stepping to one side.

“Thanks Jun. Off anywhere nice?”

“Just shopping. I need to get a friend of mine her birthday present.” Jun answered as she looked through her bag to collect her keys. Anyway, I shouldn’t dawdle. I’ll see you later T.K.” Jun finished before she made her way from the apartment, leaving T.K on his own before he stepped inside the apartment. It was unusually quiet. More times than not, there were the sounds of computer games or soccer coming from Davis’ room, especially considering his parents were out and that Jun had just gone out shopping. Curious, T.K slipped his trainers off before making his way towards Davis’ room. It was quiet. T.K had thought that perhaps Davis was listening to some music through his headphones. He had often mentioned that Jun could be a bit grouchy when it came to Davis listening to music, apparently Davis had it up too loud. If that was the case then having headphones on could be the reason why Davis hadn’t heard T.K coming.
Stopping in front of Davis’ door, T.K knocked and opened, pushing the door and walking on through. What T.K saw next, no one would have believed.

Davis (at least T.K thought it was Davis) was standing wearing a knee length sky blue jumper-dress with a long sleeve blouse layered underneath. The blouse had a flat turn down collar made of white lace surrounded his neck. Ribbons and bows ran along the skirt of the jumper-dress at regular intervals. Underneath the skirt was a large petticoat that flared the dress out all around revealing white stockings with sky blue tops and matching lace bows. A pair of Mary-Jane shoes in the same shade of blue as the dress, with three separate buckles and a two inch heels completed the outfit in terms of clothing. Davis on the other hand looked completely different.

He looked like a girl.

A wig of shimmering blonde hair was in place over Davis’ usual mop of reddish-brown hair. It had two bangs styled into ringlets, one on running down each side of his face and framing it quite nicely. His face was softer now. Whether it was done by his own hand or by Jun’s remained to be seen but the make-up that covered Davis’ face made him appear as a girl a few years younger than what the fourteen year old was. An even complexion, rosy red cheeks and soft pink lipstick as well as pink eye shadow. If T.K hadn’t known this was Davis’ room, he wouldn’t have believed that the person standing there was a boy underneath the feminine look.

“T.K!” Davis recoiled slightly, stepping away as he realised that he had been seen in the one form that he didn’t want to be seen. “What are you doing here?” If he shouted any louder the other people in the apartment would have heard him.

“What do you mean? You invited me here.”

“No I didn’t!”

“Yes you did.”

“Prove it!” Davis said in response, and so T.K reached for his pocket and brought out his D-Terminal. It was flipped open and T.K brought up the emails and the most recent message. He showed the one that he received and stepped back, waiting for a response. It was then T.K noticed Davis’ nails; they were covered with what T.K assumed to be false acrylic nails and painted sky blue to match the dress. After a moment of silence, T.K looked to Davis and saw the gloomy look on his friend’s face as he handed back the D-Terminal. “I’m going to kill my sister.” It was all Davis said after T.K put the device back in his pocket. With a long sigh, Davis walked over to his bed and sat down. The skirt was lifted slightly, revealing the multiple layers of lace petticoats and the pair of frilly white bloomers that stopped just above the top of the stockings.
T.K didn’t know what to say. One part of him wanted to burst out laughing at the fact he was looking at Davis who looked like a girl. The other part of him was curious. Curious as to why Davis, the same person that said he would rather face someone like Blackwargreymon again than wear a dress was… wearing a dress.
Stepping into Davis’ bedroom, closing the door behind him T.K could see that the desk was covered with various articles of make-up. A wig stand was placed next to his computer monitor and his normal everyday clothes were strewn across his bed as well as the clothing hangars that the garments came on. This was a new side of Davis, and not one that really bothered T.K. Every one of his friends had a secret side that they didn’t want the others to see. T.K was the same, and his secret side… well only four people knew about a certain side of T.K.

“Well I bet you’re curious.” Davis commented as he looked towards his blonde haired friend and sat down on a single chair at the end of his bed. He signalled for T.K to take the seat at his desk and with that, T.K did so. “It started last year. I had borrowed my sister’s laptop to see if I could get any live feeds from the soccer. My computer was being repaired at the time and Jun had been taking a break from her college work to watch a movie.” Davis took a deep breath, rubbing the side of his chest and T.K wondered if Davis was wearing a corset underneath his outfit. “Now I had found a live feed to the soccer match I had wanted but…”

“Let me guess, it was an unsafe feed?” T.K finished and Davis slowly nodded his head, letting out a nervous chuckle.

“That’s right. Of course Jun hadn’t saved her work and backed it up to a memory stick. So, the virus latches hold and bye bye college work.” Davis paused for a moment, running his hand across the back of his neck, lifting up the strands of the blonde wig he was wearing. “As you can imagine, Jun was pissed off. She gave me an ultimatum; either do what she told me to do, or she told mum and dad… and they’d kill me. My laptop was at Yolei’s being sorted out because the same thing happened. As they would have said, I never learnt my lesson.” Davis paused for a moment before letting out a long sigh and looking towards T.K. “This… well not this look but something very similar came the next day. For the entire month I was Jun’s dress up doll.”

“This must have been the time in which your parents were on holiday.”

“And Jun was in charge.” Davis finished, knowing exactly what T.K was thinking at that point. It all fitted together rather easily at that point. Anyone would have known what Davis had been talking about.
T.K looked towards Davis, curious as to what he was seeing. That had been a year ago, and yet Davis was sitting across from him dressed from head to toe and looking… cute. It was a pleasant surprise though. T.K and Davis had something in common, though how they arrived at this particular hobby might have been under different circumstances. It didn’t matter in the slightest to T.K. “So a year on, I guess you enjoy it.” It wasn’t a question, and there was nothing in T.K’s voice that even sounded like he was mocking the other for the cross-dressing habits.

“Yeah. Admittedly the first month I hated it. Being constantly dressed up by Jun, given a make-over and then being made to act like a girl. We had tea parties and afternoon tea… like the British do.” Davis explained, chuckling at the thought and shaking his head. “They were fun times.” Davis admitted. He looked to T.K, a genuine smile on his face as he sat up straight, slapping his hands down on his knees before nodding his head. “It brought Jun and I together. We rarely did anything as siblings except fight with one another, moan at one another and argue. This…” Davis held his arms up, gesturing to himself at the thought. “I even had Jun teach me how to apply my own make-up.”

T.K could respect the reasons why Davis dressed up in this manner. While T.K would never do anything like dress up as a girl with Matt (his older brother never would) T.K had done things he had never expected to do to spend time with his older brother. T.K could play the guitar thanks to the time spent with Matt. T.K would never have he would do that.
“Random thought, but do you ever use a different name when dressed like this? A more feminine name rather than Davis?”

“Well, at first Jun used to call me Summer. She always said that it was because her name was Jun, and June was a summer month. But afterwards, she started calling me Hana.”

“It’s a cute name." T.K commented with a smile on his face. He reached to his back pocket, pulling out his phone and checking the time. It was a good thing that he had the house to himself. That way he would be able to pull off what he had in mind. His mother wouldn't have had any problems towards it, but if Matt or T.K’s father came in… well that was another story. “Davis… Hana, are you doing anything this afternoon?”

“Not really…” He paused for a moment, noticing the name that T.K had switched to when he started asking the question. “Why?”

“Would you like to come over my house? It’s just me at home and the company would be appreciated.” he paused for a moment, trying to think of something to say. “There was... is something I wanted to show you. After seeing you dressed as you are, I think that I you'd like seeing it.” T.K had a smile on his face, though it wasn't like he was hiding anything. T.K's smile was genuine, and Davis knew that there was no reason not to trust his friend. The time they had known one another, T.K had yet to do something to make Davis nervous about anything T.K might have offered.

“I guess so. Should I get changed first?”

“Well if you want to. It depends on if you feel brave enough to walk to my house dressed as you are.” At this point T.K was a little nervous. He let out a small chuckle before standing up straight. “I was hoping you could come to my house… dressed as you are. Or if not dressed, then perhaps you could bring your outfit and accessories and then… get changed at my house?” That had been the moment T.K was most nervous about, but he had made the offer and couldn't take it back now.
The two had gone through so much together, it was tough not stopping feelings from developing. T.K had just never found the right moment to share them. The blonde haired boy felt that he was finally to the point in which he could come clean with his feelings towards Davis.

“I'll... you know what, I'll pack a spare change of clothes and depending on how I feel, I'll either walk back to my house this afternoon dressed as I am, or dressed in my normal clothes.”