~aerogirl~: Um... yaoi... Taito, no big surprise there. Possibly Tai losing his sanity if you want to interpret it that way. Annnnyway... as many many many many Digimon fans are mad about, I despise the ending of 02... so... in light of Matt's marriage to Sora, and Tai getting married too, I wrote this... hm... Anyway, I own like, nothing... so you can't sue me for more than $8 or so... alright? Alright. Let's start.
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~~You know when you know you've made the biggest mistake of your life for sure? When you loathe yourself for it daily. I do that. I couldn't accept who I was, and that I was different. I wanted to fit in, yet stand apart as a rebel. I wanted to appear normal to everyone in that respect, but I could give a damn how they thought about me elsewise.~~
~~I had it backwards.~~
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Ambassador of DigiWorld. What kind of lame deal is that? At twelve, Taichi would have thought it cool, but now he just found it annoying. //Wow.// he rolled his eyes almost every night. //I get some control over animals that most people don't even see...// he turned, nodding automatically as his wife went out to buy groceries.
He reached for the remote, finding it easily without even looking. Flipping the television on, he looked through all the channels, finding nothing good on. He left it on some news station, half listening to it and half just letting his mind drift.
He had a good life. Good kid, Digimon, which not many people had, a decent job, he supposed, a beautiful wife, a nice home...
... so how come nothing seemed right?
He knew why, but he wouldn't face it. He couldn't then, and of course, there's no way he could now.
... but every night the same doubts ran through his head, and he began arguing with himself.
//You don't love her.//
((Of course I do...))
//Not like that. Not like a soulmate.//
((She IS my soulmate. I love her. She's the one for me... she always will be!))
//Then how come you're thinking about this?//
((I'm not, you are.))
//??// Pause //How come you're always thinking about him then?//
((Because he's my best friend.))
//How come you never think of others that are almost as good that often?//
((Because.... because Matt and I went through so much together.))
//Isn't that the point of this?//
((Shut up.))
//I can't until you do.//
((And why not?))
//Because I'm you.//
((Oh... that's right.))
...Every night. The same course of thoughts. But every time, the arguement got longer, and, much the the young man's dismay, the side he was sure he wanted to win was loosing... and moreover, he wasn't so sure he wanted it to win any more.
//You love him.//
((I can't.))
//But you do.//
((How would you know?!))
//Hel-LO!!//
((Oh...)) Pause. ((It's not right.))
//And this is?//
((It's right.))
//It's wrong.//
((No. Being gay is wrong. Straight is right. I'm right.))
//You're wrong.//
((No I'm not. Besides, like Matt's even gay... he's married to Sora.))
//So now you're admitting.//
((No I'm not!!!))
//Fine Taichi. Fine. But he held your hand by VenomMyotismon, not Sora's.//
((So? We were both scared.))
//Of losing each other...?//
((No, of dying you idiot.))
//How about those flowers he gave you?//
((It was a celebration for beating Apocalymon.))
//I didn't see him give those roses to anyone else.//
((He's with Sora. Period.))
//So where do you stand on yourself now, Tai?//
((I.... don't.... know....))
Tai sighed in exhasperation. He know that the arguementative side of his mind was right. The one that started making him question himself. This wasn't the life he wanted to lead.
Yes, he loved his wife. She was compassionate, kindhearted, giving, and beautiful, but he loved her in a different way. A friend? Maybe more like a sister?
He knew it wasn't love love... because he had felt it... and still felt it... for someone. The someone in his thoughts. The someone he had loved since he was only twelve, as one of seven children that were supopsed to be at summercamp, but were unvoluntarily drafted to save two worlds.
Tai sometimes cursed being Digidestined. If he wasn't, he would have never been to DigiWorld, never been forced to be so close to Matt. Matt would have been just another kid at camp, another casual aquaintance, and probably if anything, a mere crush. But no. They became a team, and had to know each other. They were drafted into becoming somewhat of a team of superheroes that had to save two worlds.
But no, he wouldn't trade that for anything in the world. He had Agumon from it, who would be one of the best friends he would ever have. A bond between a Digidestined and their Digimon is unlike any friendship you've seen... he wouldn't have met Mimi, Joe, Izzy, TK or... Matt.... if he hadn't.
And no, he wouldn't trade his times with Matt. Sure, they had the constant conflicts, arguements, and even all out fights... but it was a friendship that he would never give up.
All those years ago, back on the arctic island, his life did a 180. His thoughts of becoming some big-time soccer palyer with cute and beautiful girls by him instantly zapped away when he came back from gathering firewood and saw Matt sleeping. His knees had almost buckled.
When he saw that blonde hair falling over long, black eyelashes of closed eyelids that he knew held those sapphire irises, relaxed face, anger subsiding during rest, and the dying firelight playing games on his features, Tai forgot everything he had always thought about the future.
And a twelve year old had experienced love...
...A love he still held.
...And was sure he would always hold.
And now, the lengthening arguement took it's toll on Tai.
((I waited too long. I should have told him. He might have loved me back... but now he loves Sora...))
//...//
((I would die to go back to the campfire and just look at him sleeping like that again.))
//...//
((Ivory skin, sapphire eyes, long eyelashes, thin yet strong, fire in his soul... he's so damn perfect...))
//...//
((...))
//...//
((... you're quiet.))
//That's because I think my work is done now.//
Taichi sighed, standing up and walking to the kitchen counter. He poured himself a cup of coffee, then rested his head in one hand as he held the mug in the other. "Now how is THIS going to work itself out?"
//Hey, that's up to you. I've already gotten you outta one issue.//
"Yeah, I guess you're right.//
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~aerogirl~: Alrighty then: If enough people like this, I think I'll write a sequel either from Sora or Matt's POV...
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~~You know when you know you've made the biggest mistake of your life for sure? When you loathe yourself for it daily. I do that. I couldn't accept who I was, and that I was different. I wanted to fit in, yet stand apart as a rebel. I wanted to appear normal to everyone in that respect, but I could give a damn how they thought about me elsewise.~~
~~I had it backwards.~~
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Ambassador of DigiWorld. What kind of lame deal is that? At twelve, Taichi would have thought it cool, but now he just found it annoying. //Wow.// he rolled his eyes almost every night. //I get some control over animals that most people don't even see...// he turned, nodding automatically as his wife went out to buy groceries.
He reached for the remote, finding it easily without even looking. Flipping the television on, he looked through all the channels, finding nothing good on. He left it on some news station, half listening to it and half just letting his mind drift.
He had a good life. Good kid, Digimon, which not many people had, a decent job, he supposed, a beautiful wife, a nice home...
... so how come nothing seemed right?
He knew why, but he wouldn't face it. He couldn't then, and of course, there's no way he could now.
... but every night the same doubts ran through his head, and he began arguing with himself.
//You don't love her.//
((Of course I do...))
//Not like that. Not like a soulmate.//
((She IS my soulmate. I love her. She's the one for me... she always will be!))
//Then how come you're thinking about this?//
((I'm not, you are.))
//??// Pause //How come you're always thinking about him then?//
((Because he's my best friend.))
//How come you never think of others that are almost as good that often?//
((Because.... because Matt and I went through so much together.))
//Isn't that the point of this?//
((Shut up.))
//I can't until you do.//
((And why not?))
//Because I'm you.//
((Oh... that's right.))
...Every night. The same course of thoughts. But every time, the arguement got longer, and, much the the young man's dismay, the side he was sure he wanted to win was loosing... and moreover, he wasn't so sure he wanted it to win any more.
//You love him.//
((I can't.))
//But you do.//
((How would you know?!))
//Hel-LO!!//
((Oh...)) Pause. ((It's not right.))
//And this is?//
((It's right.))
//It's wrong.//
((No. Being gay is wrong. Straight is right. I'm right.))
//You're wrong.//
((No I'm not. Besides, like Matt's even gay... he's married to Sora.))
//So now you're admitting.//
((No I'm not!!!))
//Fine Taichi. Fine. But he held your hand by VenomMyotismon, not Sora's.//
((So? We were both scared.))
//Of losing each other...?//
((No, of dying you idiot.))
//How about those flowers he gave you?//
((It was a celebration for beating Apocalymon.))
//I didn't see him give those roses to anyone else.//
((He's with Sora. Period.))
//So where do you stand on yourself now, Tai?//
((I.... don't.... know....))
Tai sighed in exhasperation. He know that the arguementative side of his mind was right. The one that started making him question himself. This wasn't the life he wanted to lead.
Yes, he loved his wife. She was compassionate, kindhearted, giving, and beautiful, but he loved her in a different way. A friend? Maybe more like a sister?
He knew it wasn't love love... because he had felt it... and still felt it... for someone. The someone in his thoughts. The someone he had loved since he was only twelve, as one of seven children that were supopsed to be at summercamp, but were unvoluntarily drafted to save two worlds.
Tai sometimes cursed being Digidestined. If he wasn't, he would have never been to DigiWorld, never been forced to be so close to Matt. Matt would have been just another kid at camp, another casual aquaintance, and probably if anything, a mere crush. But no. They became a team, and had to know each other. They were drafted into becoming somewhat of a team of superheroes that had to save two worlds.
But no, he wouldn't trade that for anything in the world. He had Agumon from it, who would be one of the best friends he would ever have. A bond between a Digidestined and their Digimon is unlike any friendship you've seen... he wouldn't have met Mimi, Joe, Izzy, TK or... Matt.... if he hadn't.
And no, he wouldn't trade his times with Matt. Sure, they had the constant conflicts, arguements, and even all out fights... but it was a friendship that he would never give up.
All those years ago, back on the arctic island, his life did a 180. His thoughts of becoming some big-time soccer palyer with cute and beautiful girls by him instantly zapped away when he came back from gathering firewood and saw Matt sleeping. His knees had almost buckled.
When he saw that blonde hair falling over long, black eyelashes of closed eyelids that he knew held those sapphire irises, relaxed face, anger subsiding during rest, and the dying firelight playing games on his features, Tai forgot everything he had always thought about the future.
And a twelve year old had experienced love...
...A love he still held.
...And was sure he would always hold.
And now, the lengthening arguement took it's toll on Tai.
((I waited too long. I should have told him. He might have loved me back... but now he loves Sora...))
//...//
((I would die to go back to the campfire and just look at him sleeping like that again.))
//...//
((Ivory skin, sapphire eyes, long eyelashes, thin yet strong, fire in his soul... he's so damn perfect...))
//...//
((...))
//...//
((... you're quiet.))
//That's because I think my work is done now.//
Taichi sighed, standing up and walking to the kitchen counter. He poured himself a cup of coffee, then rested his head in one hand as he held the mug in the other. "Now how is THIS going to work itself out?"
//Hey, that's up to you. I've already gotten you outta one issue.//
"Yeah, I guess you're right.//
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~aerogirl~: Alrighty then: If enough people like this, I think I'll write a sequel either from Sora or Matt's POV...