Ok, this is my first fanfic and it's four chapters long. It's Digimon and it's about Matt. Now if you've read the title (it's kind of blunt, sorry)you can probably guess what this is going to be about, so if you have already decided you won't like it then you'd be better off reading something else. I don't know if I have to state ahead of time that there is some Yaoi content in this (because I'm not exactly sure what that means), but I really don't think there is anything that would offend anyone here.
Oh, obviously I don't own Digimon and am not/probably cannot make any money off this at all. Not that I think I could, but this is just for my own enjoyment and anyone else who might like it.
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Matt laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He didn't feel like doing anything today, not playing his harmonica, not calling any of his friends, not even going to the zoo with his family. His mom and dad left with T.K. over an hour ago, and they wouldn't return until the evening. It was enough to know that they were having fun, Matt thought, I don't need to go along.
It had been almost two months since Matt and his friends had returned to their world. Looking back on it, the whole experience seemed surreal, almost like it had been a dream. Still, Matt knew it was real, and the events of the time he had spent in the Digiworld had been running through his head since he had returned. He remembered how close he had come to death so many times, although he was not haunted by the memories. He was troubled by T.K.'s brushes with death, but since he had returned he had come to a better understanding that he was not soley responsible for his brother. Perhaps it was the prospects that their parents might be reuniting that was lifting him of that burden.
He remembered Gabumon and the other Digimon. He missed them a lot, but especially Gabumon. In him Matt had a friend he could talk to about anything at all. No matter what, Gabumon would listen and always have something encouraging to say. They talked about a lot, and Matt missed his companionship. There was more he wanted to say, more he wanted to get off his chest, but before he was ready it was time to leave, time to go home. Things hadn't been quite the same with his friends since. He wanted to carry the closeness he felt with everyone in the Digiworld back home with him, but it was as if everyone had decided they needed a break from each other after being together for so long. He had hung out with everyone now and then until school started, but he hadn't spoken to any of them in a while. He talked with Izzy and Joe a few days ago after school, and said hi to Tai at one of his soccer games, but it seemed to him like they were all drifting apart. Maybe he was overreacting, being dramatic, but he was worried.
He knew he could talk to any of his friends too, but he felt uneasy about being totally open with them. He worried that Tai might think he was a wuss if he ried to open up to him. Joe had risked his life to save T.K. more than once, and for that Matt was greatful, but they never really talked about many serious things. Besides, Joe was difficult to communicate with sometimes. Mimi was even worse, and Matt wondered if he had ever discussed anything of consequence with her at all. Kari was just too young to really relate to, and besides, it would be wierd if Tai found out he was hanging with his sister. Matt trusted Izzy and didn't think him to be judgmental, but he didn't think he was a very good listener. Sometimes you could talk to him and he wouldn't remember a word you said. He's a cool kid though, Matt thought. He remembered when they found their crests together, and how he always wondered if that meant anything. Whatever, he thought to himself.
He thought about Sora. Sora was a great person to talk to, but Matt felt uneasy about confiding in her. Why? He didn't know, maybe it was because for the longest time he had tried to force himself to have certain feelings for her. She was so perfect, why shouldn't he like her? Dispite all the time they spent together though, he couldn't force himself to feel attarcted to her. Sure she was a great friend, but Matt thought that maybe they could be more. Besides, Tai liked her too, and he was always showing off for her. There was no way she would ever notice him. He hadn't seen her in a few weeks, not since school started. He thought about calling her, but remembered that she had a soccer game. Maybe he would go watch it later this afternoon.
T.K. was still his best friend, but there were things he couln't talk about with him. Things he wouldn't understand and things he wasn't ready for. Things he couln't ever know, not with the way he worshipped Matt.
The CD Matt was listening to came to an end, and a deadly silence filled the room. It was so strange to be able to relax on a comfortable bed, not having to worry about being attacked by huge monsters. There were other things to worry about now. Being in the Digiworld had changed him, but not completely. He still fought depression a lot, especially when he was alone. He knew that he would end up feeling this way if he stayed home, but he didn't care really. He felt like he deserved it. For what he wasn't sure, but he didn't want to get in the way of his parents being together. He didn't discuss his problems with his parents much. He didn't want to upset them, and right now, it was more important than ever not to upset them.
He had finished his homework on friday night. There wasn't much to do now. He rolled off the bed and made his way to the door. He went to the kitchen and grabbed the phone. He knew he had to call someone or else he'd be alone in his dark room the rest of the day. He called Joe's house, but no one was home. Tai had a soccer game that afternoon as well, so he couldn't do anything either. Matt dialed Izzy's number, knowing that unless he got an answer he might as well sleep the rest of the day. The busy signal rang in the earpiece. Matt sighed. Now what, he thought. Well, hold on, if Izzy's phone is busy that must mean he's home and online. He didn't live more than a few minutes away, why not drop by and surprise him? Matt put on his shoes and grabbed his wallet and key. He locked the door behind him and walked to the elevator. As he began his decent, he wondered, "Is today the day?"
Oh, obviously I don't own Digimon and am not/probably cannot make any money off this at all. Not that I think I could, but this is just for my own enjoyment and anyone else who might like it.
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Matt laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He didn't feel like doing anything today, not playing his harmonica, not calling any of his friends, not even going to the zoo with his family. His mom and dad left with T.K. over an hour ago, and they wouldn't return until the evening. It was enough to know that they were having fun, Matt thought, I don't need to go along.
It had been almost two months since Matt and his friends had returned to their world. Looking back on it, the whole experience seemed surreal, almost like it had been a dream. Still, Matt knew it was real, and the events of the time he had spent in the Digiworld had been running through his head since he had returned. He remembered how close he had come to death so many times, although he was not haunted by the memories. He was troubled by T.K.'s brushes with death, but since he had returned he had come to a better understanding that he was not soley responsible for his brother. Perhaps it was the prospects that their parents might be reuniting that was lifting him of that burden.
He remembered Gabumon and the other Digimon. He missed them a lot, but especially Gabumon. In him Matt had a friend he could talk to about anything at all. No matter what, Gabumon would listen and always have something encouraging to say. They talked about a lot, and Matt missed his companionship. There was more he wanted to say, more he wanted to get off his chest, but before he was ready it was time to leave, time to go home. Things hadn't been quite the same with his friends since. He wanted to carry the closeness he felt with everyone in the Digiworld back home with him, but it was as if everyone had decided they needed a break from each other after being together for so long. He had hung out with everyone now and then until school started, but he hadn't spoken to any of them in a while. He talked with Izzy and Joe a few days ago after school, and said hi to Tai at one of his soccer games, but it seemed to him like they were all drifting apart. Maybe he was overreacting, being dramatic, but he was worried.
He knew he could talk to any of his friends too, but he felt uneasy about being totally open with them. He worried that Tai might think he was a wuss if he ried to open up to him. Joe had risked his life to save T.K. more than once, and for that Matt was greatful, but they never really talked about many serious things. Besides, Joe was difficult to communicate with sometimes. Mimi was even worse, and Matt wondered if he had ever discussed anything of consequence with her at all. Kari was just too young to really relate to, and besides, it would be wierd if Tai found out he was hanging with his sister. Matt trusted Izzy and didn't think him to be judgmental, but he didn't think he was a very good listener. Sometimes you could talk to him and he wouldn't remember a word you said. He's a cool kid though, Matt thought. He remembered when they found their crests together, and how he always wondered if that meant anything. Whatever, he thought to himself.
He thought about Sora. Sora was a great person to talk to, but Matt felt uneasy about confiding in her. Why? He didn't know, maybe it was because for the longest time he had tried to force himself to have certain feelings for her. She was so perfect, why shouldn't he like her? Dispite all the time they spent together though, he couldn't force himself to feel attarcted to her. Sure she was a great friend, but Matt thought that maybe they could be more. Besides, Tai liked her too, and he was always showing off for her. There was no way she would ever notice him. He hadn't seen her in a few weeks, not since school started. He thought about calling her, but remembered that she had a soccer game. Maybe he would go watch it later this afternoon.
T.K. was still his best friend, but there were things he couln't talk about with him. Things he wouldn't understand and things he wasn't ready for. Things he couln't ever know, not with the way he worshipped Matt.
The CD Matt was listening to came to an end, and a deadly silence filled the room. It was so strange to be able to relax on a comfortable bed, not having to worry about being attacked by huge monsters. There were other things to worry about now. Being in the Digiworld had changed him, but not completely. He still fought depression a lot, especially when he was alone. He knew that he would end up feeling this way if he stayed home, but he didn't care really. He felt like he deserved it. For what he wasn't sure, but he didn't want to get in the way of his parents being together. He didn't discuss his problems with his parents much. He didn't want to upset them, and right now, it was more important than ever not to upset them.
He had finished his homework on friday night. There wasn't much to do now. He rolled off the bed and made his way to the door. He went to the kitchen and grabbed the phone. He knew he had to call someone or else he'd be alone in his dark room the rest of the day. He called Joe's house, but no one was home. Tai had a soccer game that afternoon as well, so he couldn't do anything either. Matt dialed Izzy's number, knowing that unless he got an answer he might as well sleep the rest of the day. The busy signal rang in the earpiece. Matt sighed. Now what, he thought. Well, hold on, if Izzy's phone is busy that must mean he's home and online. He didn't live more than a few minutes away, why not drop by and surprise him? Matt put on his shoes and grabbed his wallet and key. He locked the door behind him and walked to the elevator. As he began his decent, he wondered, "Is today the day?"