I was walking my dogs, and this popped in my head, I debated on writing it for awhile, and decided I should, and see where it goes, although I can't promise you I'll update frequently or anything. It's AU, and there's no digimon partners, I keep meaning to write a story with them in it, but I never do. I have to do that soon. Babbling, okay. This is going to be a Yamato/OC (WHO IS A MALE, I know all my fans seem to hate my straight coupling) and a POSSIBLE Taichi/Sora. If you like it, tell me, if you hate it..still tell me. Also, they don't live in Japan for this one, sorry. Also, should not be posting this, at all. I have waaay more going as it is. PLEASE tell me what you think.
Taichi, 10.
I love the days when Alec and I get to go to the park. It's not very often, but when we do go we make the most of it. Alec is my best friend. His name is actually Alexander, but he doesn't like being called that, and he thinks Alex is too over used. So we call him Alec. Or Allie, when I really want to bug him. We're 'hunters' as his parents put it. My mom said we aren't hunters, because we're not supposed to kill without being attacked first, and that we help people. Er, angels, actually. And..What's the opposite of angels? Demons? Anyways, we're meant to find the ones that get lost, or have fallen, or been sent up, and send them back, or help them make a life. It's what we do. It's what Yagami's have always done, I guess. At least that's what my dad said. Alec and I are resting side by side in the grass, after chasing a ball around. I glance around at all the other kids, and my eyes land on a tiny figure on the ground. I point him out. Alec automatically pouts.
"Think they're being mean to him?" He asks, indicating the boys surrounding him.
"Maybe. Let's go see." Alec and I get up together, and head over to the boy, whose simply ignoring those around him. He has hair that makes me think of a lion. Not yellow, but gold. And eyes bluer then Alec's. There's a ring of gold, too.
"What chya doing?" I ask the boy closest to me. Alec's tilting his head to the side so that he's on the same angle as the boy on the ground.
"Introducing my friends to my new brother." The other boy answers, not meanly, but not friendly, either.
"His dad's dead, we adopted him. His name's Yamato." The older boy sneers.
"Hi, Yamato. I'm Alec." My friend surprises me by saying. I watch Yamato's eyes dart from whatever he was looking at, to Alec. Normally he's shy, and I do all the talking. I see Alec 'blush' as my mom calls it. His cheeks go all pink, and he looks away embarrassed. I don't think Yamato's going to answer him.
"Hi, Alec." He says, softly. That surprises everyone.
"You talk to him, but not your own brother?" His adopted brother demands.
"I don't like you." Yamato says simply, with a shrug. The older boy rolls his eyes, before him and his friend leaves. Yamato watches him, but doesn't really. It's like he's looking past them.
"Wanna come play with us?" I offer. Yamato's eyes dart back over to me and Alec. Alec shifts slightly behind me. There's my best friend.
"Okay.." He says quietly. I reach out, to help pull him to his feet, which he accepts. When our hands touch, I get a jolt of warmth. Yamato's eyes widen, making the gold ring go slightly larger. I laugh.
"You shocked me!" He gives me a shy smile.
"Sorry." He says, quietly. I lead the golden haired boy back to our spot by the tree.
"We were playing soccer," I tell Yamato.
"What's soccer?" He says. He doesn't sound confused.
"A game. It's really fun! There's supposed to be a bunch of players, and there's two teams, and nets an-"
"You chase a ball around, and kick it into a net with your team." Alec cuts me off.
"Oh." Yamato says, eyebrow raised. I try to copy him but can't. "Why?" He asks.
"I don't know. I don't get it either." Alec says quietly. Alec has resumed his space next to me, Yamato is still standing, looking down at us. Yamato seems much older then us, even if he is smaller then me. Alec just turned eleven, He's three months older then me.
"How old are you?" I blurt out. Yamato's eyes meet mine.
"I just turned twelve." He almost whispers. He sits down then, folding himself down, gracefully.
"How'd your dad die?" I ask, without thinking. Alec's hand connects with the back of my neck, hard.
"Taichi!" He shouts. "You can't just ask someone that!"
"It's okay." Yamato says softly. "I don't really know how it happened..He just never came home one day." Alec's lower lip is jutting out again. Alec has never cried in my entire life that I could remember, he does get pouty, though.
Taichi, 16
Alec and I crash together, before flying apart, then coming back at each other. The clash of metal on metal between us is loud, but we're used to it. Alec's black hair is basically dripping, and sticking out in odd angles were he's rubbed it back, trying to make it stay out of his face so he can see. His normally clear blue eyes are cloudy, a sure sign that he's upset. He had come home, and demanded I fight him, so I did. We jump apart again, and he stops moving completely. I figure he's ready to talk.
"Sometimes I hate him." He mutters.
"You don't mean that," I say automatically, although sometimes I hate the person we're talking about.
"I do." He says softly. We put our stuff away, and then head out of the room, making sure to lock the door, since this is where we live, wouldn't want anyone unwelcome, who is bound to show up, seeing things they shouldn't. We end up in my room.
"What did he do?" I ask.
"I found him with a girl..naked."
"Again? Alec.." Alec collapses onto my bed, and brings his knees to his chest.
"I hate him.." Alec whispers.
"Do you?" The voice startles me, although I know who it is immediately. Alec let's out a little squeak of surprise before looking up to face the boy we were just talking about. Alec's eyes clear immediately.
"Alexander." I hiss. He shoots me a dirty glance.
"Yes, I do."
"No, you don't." Yamato has become gorgeous in the six years we've known him. He's leaning against the door frame of my bedroom. He's wearing tight black jeans, and a tight shirt, showing the shape of his body. His hair is, as always, perfect. His blue eyes hold an amused gleam to them. When I had first met Yamato, I could've swore he had gold in them, but I've never seen it since that first day, and I figured I must be wrong.
"How did you even get in here?" I demand, since I know Alec won't. He's already forgiven the golden blonde for what he's done. Yamato shows me a key, and flashes me a smile.
"I don't see how mine and Alec's issues are any of your concern." He says simply. I like Yamato. I always have. Sometimes though...
"Alec makes them my issues every time he forgives you for c-"
"For what, Taichi? Cheating? It's not really cheating, is it? We aren't together, are we Alec?" He demands, his eyes blaze, and for a second, I thought I saw a flicker of gold.
"No." Alec squeaks. I roll my eyes. Alec will always deny that him and Yamato were together, even though sometime in the first five years he had fallen in love with Yamato. At first, I was confused. Alec was gay? How could he be gay? But then it hadn't really mattered, because Alec had gained the courage to kiss Yamato. And Yamato had kissed him back. As it would turn out, Yamato felt the same way about him. However, where Yamato was proud about being bi-sexual, Alec wouldn't so much as breathe a word about it. So, I guess Yamato technically had a point, but if you both love each other, why not make it work?
"It doesn't matter, though. I'm sorry, Alec. She just kind of..." He trails off, and shrugs apologetically.
"I know you're sorry.." Alec says softly. I groan. Two pairs of blue eyes land on me. Yamato reaches out to Alec, offering him his hand. Alec stays still for a moment, before darting off the bed, and taking his hand. He throws me a half glance as he allows himself to be lead away. Probably to his room. I don't want to know what goes on in there.
Alec, 17
When I touched Yamato's hand, there had been a spark of warmth, just like whenever my skin touches his. One time I had asked him about it, and he said it's because we're so attracted to each other. Even though I knew that couldn't be the right, I hadn't asked him further. He had lead me, like I thought he might to my bedroom. It makes me want to hate him, because the last thing I want to do is cuddle him, or kiss him. He pushes the door open, and we go inside. He closes the door behind us softly, and releases my hand. I watch him, waiting. He moves around me, and pulls out a sweater, handing it to me.
"Come on." He says. I pull the sweater on without so much as a second thought. I still had my shoes on, from fighting with Taichi. Yamato waits for me to grab the rest of my stuff, before we leave the room together. He follows me now, and we leave the building. Most people would have questioned why Taichi and I lived at our school, with our parents, but Yamato never did. The school taught people like me and Taichi. How to help angels and demons home. I never did find demons the right word for them, sometimes, they were nicer then the angels. Angels had wicked awful tempers, and when they lost those tempers, lights could explode, things moved, and sometimes people got hurt. It took practice for the angels to control their emotions to not affect things around them. Some manage, and live full life's here.
Yamato takes me out for lunch. We were supposed to go do something, although I don't remember what. I had caught him having sex with some girl before we could actually go anywhere. After food is ordered and served, we sit quietly as we eat.
"I'm sorry." Yamato says softly, but I already know this. Yamato is always moving, always has energy, always has to be doing something. And he'll take what he wants from whoever will give it to him. I am so hopelessly in love with him, and yet..Oh, he's waiting for me to say something.
"I know you are, but..if you wanted sex that bad...you could've called?" I question. Yamato raises a golden blonde eyebrow.
"Yes, I could've. And you could tell everyone that you're in love with me, and be with me. Or, not tell anyone but Taichi and be with me. But you don't want a relationship. Plus, we've never had sex." The blonde's point is valid, but I have seen him naked before. I still pout, though.
"Yamato.." I say, not sure what else I can say to him, to prove to him..the other boy waits.
"You're going to be nineteen in three days." I blurt, not knowing what else to say. Yamato nods slowly.
"Will you spend it with me?" I ask. Yamato eyes widen first, and there's a soft, almost not there gold ring. The light makes it stand out, and I think it's just that, the light reflecting in his eyes. Then his eyes narrow, and he searches me for something. I stay quiet, holding his gaze, even though it makes me cheeks flush with warmth.
"Of course! Who else would I spend it with?" He asks, eyes returning to their normal state. I can't help but smile. Yamato pays for our food, since he always seems to have money, and I never do. He even walks with me back to the school. I allow him in the front door, but that's it, because class is actually in session right now, making me late. Yamato waits for something, although I don't know what it is. I watch him bite his lower lip, and his eyes go down to the floor. It's a split second decision, but I cup his face gently, and pull him down, he's only slightly taller then I am, and brush my lips gently against his. It wasn't even a real kiss. I let him go, and turn and run to class, knowing I'm going to be in trouble.
I race into the class, and nearly slide into my teacher. Who happens to be Taichi's mom. Taichi shoots me a 'what the hell were you doing?' glance.
"Nice of you to join us, Alexander. What, may I ask, are the signs of an angel?" She asks me, clearly picking me out for being late.
"Gold ring between the iris and the whites of your eyes, the sun mark, anger or excitement, or any strong emotion really, effecting lights, objects, or other people.." I trail off. I know there's more, but my brains back with Yamato in the hallway.
"Go sit, Alec." I take my spot next to Taichi.
"What were you doing?" He hisses.
"We had lunch?" I say, not paying the slightest attention to anything but Taichi. And my daydreams of Yamato.
"He cheated on you."
"We're not really together, though. I just love him. And he loves me back."
"You don't do th-"
"Care to share with the class, Taichi?" His mom says, suddenly all eyes turn to us. I flush, oh God... Taichi rises.
"At to people they care about." Taichi finishes his sentence, then sits down.
"At to people they care about?" His mother repeats. Taichi nods.
"I was singing." he says, giving her a lazy grin and a shrug. She rolls her eyes before going back to her lesson. I wonder what Yamato's doing.