Title: Troika
Characters: Takeru, Daisuke Hikari
Pairings: Takeru/Daisuke/Hikari, Daikari, Takesuke (Daikeru)
Warnings: almost rape, depression, and a threesome pairing between Takeru, Daisuke, and Hikari. Possible Lime in the future.
AN: While I've seen a few Daisuke/Hikari/Takeru stories out there, they're just one-shots. So I wrote this to try and make a longer story involving these three in a relationship together.
Ch1. Alone
At 18 years old, Takeru Takashi had decided he wanted to be considered grown up; it was what all college-aged kids wanted, after all. To do so, he decided to move in with his boyfriend, Haru, who was two years older than him. He was miserable, however. Every night, while he stayed home and wrote some essay due the next day, Haru would go out drinking with his friends—he would always come home and piss all over the rug, and Takeru would have to clean it up the next day. He wanted to leave him, he really did. However, he could not afford rent anywhere—he was barely bringing in money working at a coffee shop—and he was certain no one would want to room with a "faggot," as he'd been often called.
But above money and above self-respect was his sadness caused by being alone.
Four years ago.
Studying Motomiya Daisuke, Takeru knew that he was gay. The way his muscular legs stomped on the turf and the way his abs glistened due to his sweat (it was a shirts vs skin game at the park) as he ran down the soccer field, Takeru could not deny it: he wanted him. Several girls did, in fact. Puberty had been kind to the boy, and all the girls agreed.
Puberty had been kind to him, as well. However, they had been blessed in different ways. Whereas Daisuke had gotten athletic, muscular and manly, Takeru became tall, slim and beautiful. Or so he was told. He did not have to deny girls, however, since all of them though he and Hikari were dating. He did not mind—if he denied every girl then his secret might be out. With Daisuke's team winning Takeru decided to go and congratulate him. However, before he reached him he saw that Hikari was already there. Blushing as always, Daisuke seemed excited that she had come to see his game.
And that was when his heart was shattered.
As Hikari bought out two box lunches she handed Daisuke one. Before Takeru could leave, however, they both saw him. Trying to run way they both caught up to him.
"I'm sorry, Takeru." Hikari was the first to speak. "But we were planning on telling you."
"Yeah," Daisuke responded. "We only started going out three days ago."
"Not even our families know," Hikari continued. "You were the first we were planning on telling. I'm really sorry."
Takeru held back his tears. "Don't be sorry, Hikari. We can't help who we fall in love with."
"Takeru," Daisuke put a hand on his shoulder. "Listen, I hope there are no hard feelings…"
"There never was, Daisuke." He responded. "Just make sure you take care of her." He turned to Hikari. "And Hikari, please keep Daisuke out of trouble. You're probably the only person he'll listen to."
Two years ago
Takeru had learned to ignore Daisuke and Hikari by now. They were nice enough to not purposely act like a couple in front of him, even though they had their moments. The one thing he hated, however, was that with Daisuke and Hikari dating all the girls would always ask him out and he would turn them down. Eventually, he knew people would find out his secret but he was hoping he'd be out of high school by then.
"Hey, Takeru."
Turning around he saw that it was Daisuke who had called him.
"Oh, hey Daisuke."
"I just heard you turned down both Yoko and Keiko. I don't know much about Keiko but Yoko is pretty cute. Not to mention that she's the student council president. Can I ask you a question?"
"Um, sure."
"Ever since me and Hikari have been dating you've been denying girls left and right. Did you really love her?"
Takeru was shocked at his question" No! Of course not."
"Tell me the truth, Takeru. I said that I didn't want anything to come between us that day. I'm willing to break up with her if it makes you happy."
"Please don't. Look, I never loved her like that, okay. I just don't want to date until after high school."
"Fine. But if you ever need anyone to talk to me and Hikari will be there for you, okay?"
"Yeah."
As Daisuke left Takeru could not help admiring the boy's kindness. Before he could return back to reality, he heard another voice calling to him.
"Takeru." It was Hikari.
"Hey, Hikari."
"So I was in the bathroom when I overheard Keiko and Yoko and some other girls talking about you. Is it true?"
"Yeah, it's true."
She slapped him.
"Why didn't you tell us first, Takeru?"
He had no idea what was going on
"We're your friends." She continued. "You could have told us first."
"Um, Hikari."
"After all that we have been through in the Digital World I would have thought you would have thought that we were better than this?"
"Hikari?"
"Why didn't you tell us you were gay?"
How did she?
"Do you think anyone of us would have treated you differently? Instead you told all the girls you've rejected?"
So she didn't know? Great, I let my secret out….
"Listen, Hikari, I did not tell them I was gay." He calmed her down. "I simply rejected them and they're all just mad that I did."
"Oh, so you're not gay?" She looked sorry she had hit him.
He could have answered yes; there was no reason he could have kept up the charade longer. However, after hearing her, he was certain she would never forgive him if he did not admit the truth to her right then and there.
"I wouldn't go that far."
She was taken back by the sudden revelation. "So you really are gay?"
"Afraid so."
She embraced him in a hug. "That's so cute! You know, I kind of always suspected. But now I'm glad I'm the first person you told. Now me and Daisuke don't have to feel awkward around you."
She had no idea just how wrong she was. However, he was not willing to bring down that illusion just yet. He probably never would.
"Listen, Hikari. You're the first person I told. However, I'll let everyone else know when I'm ready. Please don't tell anyone until then, okay?"
"Of course. I could not betray my gay bff."
"Yeah."
As Takeru walked away I thought ran through Hikari.
If he never loved me then why was he so heartbroken that day?
Present day
Everyone had found out eventually. And just like Hikari promised all the chosen accepted him. Especially Daisuke. Reminiscing about past memories his blissful thoughts were interrupted by the door opening.
"Hey, bitch, where you at."
Takeru recognized Haru being drunk.
"Please, Haru. You have been drinking too much again…"
"And you've never once put out!"
"I told you, it will happen when I'm ready."
"That's what you always say. That's what you've been saying since I met you."
"I don't want to have this conversation every Friday night, Haru."
"Well we wouldn't if you just put out. I swear, you're just using me to have a place to stay. I'm getting really sick and tired of it. I'm the one paying for everything in the house."
"I honestly think you need to find new friends before…"
Haru slapped Takeru hard, knocking him down.
"Don't you ever dare insult my friends!"
With Takeru on the floor and in pain Haru walked up to him and kicked in the stomach while the blond was still down.
"Haru, please, you're hurting me." He barely managed to say that.
"I don't care!" He kicked him again. "Your inability to put out is hurting me financially. My parents only give me a certain allowance every month, you know?"
He picked him up, punched him in the eye, and slammed him through the kitchen table.
Takeru began crying. "Haru, please…."
"Shut up!" He picked the blond up put him over the kitchen counter, and bended him over. "If you don't want to put out then I'll just make you."
However, before Haru could have his way with Takeru, the blond kicked back, hitting him in the groin and stood up.
"You're sick, Haru." Takeru, with barely any strength left, walked towards the door. "I'm leaving. You'll never see me again."
"That's because you'll die out there. You have no friends!"
He was partially right. Since leaving high school, the only chosen he talked to regularly was Hikari, and that was because he occasionally bumped into her at the university. At this point, he felt that he had killed any friendship she might have wanted with him. However, he knew he had to leave. Even if he would probably be returning again by Monday; he knew he had to get out of here.
He struggled walking; the throw through the table had caused severe damage to his back—not to mention the black eye. Still, he did not think it would leave permanent damage; he was certain he would be back to normal in a day or two. However, he had no place to go. His brother was studying in America with Sora, and his mom was currently away on a trip—he supposed he could call his dad, but he did not want to bother him. Grabbing his Digivice from his pocket, he figured he could stay in the Digital World for a few days. But he would need a computer, and his laptop was currently at home. Running out of ideas, he just collapsed in an alley, hoping he would think of something.
He wasn't sure how long he was out for. However, he came back to reality when he heard two distinct voices.
"The signal from the D-3 is coming from around here," said the muscular voice.
"That was an emergency signal," said the feminine voice. "I'm telling you, Daisuke, this signal could only be Takeru's…"
"There! There's someone over there."
"Oh no, is he hurt?"
"I'm not sure…"
Takeru felt himself being picked up by two strong arms. Looking up, he saw that Daisuke had put him in his arms and was holding him close to his body, cradling him like a baby.
"We need to take him to the hospital."
"Yeah."
"No hospital," Takeru said. "I just need to rest…"
As he laid in Daisuke's strong arms, the feeling of despair that he had felt when he left the apartment was gone. Before he lost consciousness, for the first time in his life since he was a kid, Takeru felt happy inside. And this, more than what he had experience this night, scared him more than anything.
AN: Well, hope you all enjoyed it. I know it seems I enjoy torturing Takeru, but he looks so cute when someone is holding him in his arms. Please leave a review.
