Hiya. This is my first foray into the Digimon realm of fanfiction. And just for a preemptive warning this will eventually turn into a yaoi. So you do not like. Do not read! Just for the usual disclaimers. I dont own digimon or its characters. Just to let you know T.K. is SERIOUSLY out of character.

Battlefronts

Hi. My names Takeru Takaishi, but my mates call me T.K. I am 16 years old and currently live with my mother in Odaiba, Japan. I have an older brother called Matt who lives with my dad. We rarely see each other, maybe once a year if we are lucky.

My best friends name is Takao Katori. He's also 16. We've known each other since pre-school and he understands the gripes I have with my father trying to put his little tuppence worth about how to raise me. He has similar problems with his dad. He lives with his mum and crazy grandfather. Like me, his older brother lives with his dad.

School just let out for the summer and we had plans to hang out at the matrial arts academy Taka's grandfather owns. But thanks to that no good father of mine, we are now headed out to some remote location near the coast. Way to go, dad. Thanks for ruining our summer plans.

It all started yesterday. Our first day of freedom...

..."What right does he have to walk in now and change our plans? We've had this in the works for months. We were supposed to be going to the world championships in Tokyo next week! How could you let him?" I raged at my mother. Taka sat calmly at the kitchen table trying his best to blend in with the furniture as he ate his breakfast. I stood with my fists planted squarely on the table glaring down at my mother.

"T.K., Honey. It's for the best. I don't feel comfortable leaving you by yourself for a whole month." My mother looked up at me pleading for me to understand. I ignored the look angrily.

"I can look after myself! I'm sixteen years old! Taka would be with me. We haven't gotten into any trouble. We've always been good when you're gone. We'd be at the Academy. Why can't I stay here?" I snapped at her. Taka glanced at me and then back at his bowl, pretending quite happily that he wasn't there. He was used to me having what he called 'a mood'.

"T.K., I don't mind you being by yourself for a week or at the most two. But you are still too young to be left by yourself for this length of time. You wouldnt have money to shop for food and other stuff. How do you plan to feed yourself? You hate cooking at the best of times. So your dad offered to take you up to the cabin with him and Matt and I agreed. It's about time you see your father and that's why I agreed to have you stay with him. You and Takao can still hang out." My mother said firmly.

I glared at her angrily. "How? Father lives 3 hours away!" I sneered.

"Your father agreed to take Takao in as well if it would keep you relatively happy. Takao's mother has agreed. Cheer up, honey. A month will be over in no time. It won't be that bad. You'll see." My mother said, ever the optimistic...

...This was the reason why both Taka and I were in the car heading out to my father's place in the country. Mum kept glancing at me with worry. It was really driving me nuts. Takao was sleeping beside me quite peacefully. He hadn't cared too much with the change of plans. What a surprise. He was so laid back.

Now, let me describe a little bit about Taka and myself. Taka and I, as I said before, have been friends since pre-school. Taka is short, around 5'6'', and pretty solid and muscular. His grandfather drills him in the ways of martial arts almost every day. He has long, blue-black hair and warm, chocolate brown eyes. He's happy, charming, in-your-face loud and cheeky. Quite the opposite of me. I am tallish, roughly about 5'10'' in height, but slender. I do have some muscles from the training his grandfather provides, just not as obvious as Taka's. I have dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Eyes which on many occasions Taka has said look as hard as sapphires when I'm in a 'mood'. As you can tell I'm moody and dont really like a lot of things. The only ones that tend to get past the 'thorny' exterior (another of Taka's favourite descriptions of me), are the people I truly trust and my mother.

None of these people included my brother or father. The only reason I wasn't that close to Matt was because, one, he lived with my father, and two, we didnt really have that much in common besides blood. In fact the last time I saw Matt was 18 months ago at my mother's 40 birthday.

"Honey," Mother interrupted my musings. "You'd better wake up Takao. We are almost there."

Scowling, I obeyed. I still wasnt going to forgive her for this that easily. I pinched his nose closed. He woke up with a wheeze. He breathes through his nose when he sleeps and since he sleeps like a log it is one of the very few methods that work when you have to wake him up.

"What? I was sleeping!" he growled up at me. I smiled to myself. The rare occasions that my best mate got grumpy or angry was when he is woken up before he was ready.

"Takao, honey. We're almost there." My mother told him. Grrr. I hate when she calls us honey.

"Sure thing, Ms T." Tako said cheerfully while jamming an elbow into my ribs. I retaliated by punching him hard in the arm just as we turned into the drive of a massive house.

My brother, Matt, stood out the front talking with some guy who had crazy brown hair that stuck up at all angles. He gave us a short wave before dashing inside. Crazy hair dude stepped off the verandah and walked slowly towards us.

Mum stopped the car and looked back at me. "Honey. I know you don't get on well with your dad. But can you just try? For Me? Please?" she asked me. Blue eyes looked at me beseechingly.

I relented. "Okay. I'll try. Can't promise anything though." I said grumpily.

"I'll keep him out of trouble, Ms T." Taka said throwing a friendly arm around my shoulders. I shrugged it off.

"Come on T.K. Let's go!" Taka said enthusiastically, trying to drag me out of the car. I released the seatbelt and let him pull me out.

The boy with the crazy hair greeted my mother affectionately. "Hey, Ms T. How's it going?" he asked while giving her a kiss on the cheek. Who the fuck did he think he was?

"Good. Tai honey, I don't think you've met T.K. My youngest. Takao is his best friend." my mum said cheerfully to the strange boy.

"Hi T.K. I'm your brother's best mate, Taichi Kaimiya. Everyone calls me Tai though." he offered his hand for me to shake, looking at me appraisingly, a dorky smile on his face. After a sharp nudge from Taka I took the proffered hand reluctantly and shook it before dropping it like a hot coal.

He quirked an eyebrow at me before moving on to Takao. They began to talk animatedly to each other much to my disgust.

Matt came out of the house with my father in tow. I tried not to scowl at my him but obviously didn't do a good enough job because his face took on an irritable look. You can guess where I got my moods from, cant you?

"Hey Mum. T.K." Matt said calmly before giving mum a kiss on the cheek. Dad nodded respectfully at mum before turning his attention to me.

"You've grown," he commented. "T.K. Why dont you and your friend go put your things inside? Tai can you show them where they will be staying please?"

"Sure thing, Mr Ishida." the cheerful (Ugghhh) Tai said. He hooked an arm through each of ours and dragged us towards the house, leaving our things behind...

"I hope he's not going to be like this the whole time." I heard my father say to my mum. I looked over my shoulder and saw the pained look Matt gave me before the door slammed shut behind me,

Good going Takaishi. They haven't even been near each other for five minutes and you already have them fighting again, I sighed to myself as I was dragged along.

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the End of this chapter...So...What do you think? Constructive criticism welcome! :)

Love Storm.