Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. sob

A/n: This story is dedicated to Llcatz. And I know it's not much, I just needed a quick little thing to get me out of my Writer's Block!

Davis was staying the night at Ken's apartment. Mr. and Mrs. Ichijouji had gone out for the evening, and Ken was instructed by his mother not to tie up the home phone line in case she called, but he was free to use his cell phone.

"I'm going to see what mom left in the fridge for us to eat," Ken spoke up, heading down the hall to the kitchen.

Davis stared after him, hoping they had something better than Ramen Noodles, because he was sick of them. He sighed loudly, adjusting his sleeping bag, thinking of Kari and how she had yet to ask him out or show any interest toward him.

Maybe she wanted him to make the first move.

Without bothering to be discreet, Davis bolted into Ken's living room and picked up the phone, dialing Kari's number. He knew it by heart. It rang once…twice…three times.

"Hello?" Kari's voice came on the other line.

"Willyougooutwithme?" Davis blurted out.

"Um…who is this?" Kari wondered, sounding very confused.

"T.K," Davis said lamely.

"This is Davis, isn't it?" Kari demanded. She knew his voice anywhere. Why the heck was he calling her at this hour?

No answer.

"Do you want to go out with me?" Kari sighed, deciding to humor him.

"No," Davis said, and hung up the phone.