Alter Ego
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Yello, peeps. It's Marduk here, with what I would qualify as a dark fic. It will contain angst, evil businessmen, angst, kinapping, angst, implied abuse and other whatnots that I won't reveal now. Contains Junto (please don't abandon this fic because of that!) and Kensuke/Daiken, which means Ken and Daisuke romantically involved. If you don't like, don't read. And please give me feedback, please. Onward!
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Notes:
'-indicates thought
// \\-indicates dream sequences.
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\\'Where am I? I should recognize this place...' The landscape whizzed beneath Ken, who was simply soaring over the deadened land. The surreal earth was darkened by depressive clouds, and the topography didn't seem to remain constant. 'It's so dark, and it's trying to overwhelm me...' He suddenly stopped, staring at a huge tower. It was a black obelisk... 'No!'//
Ken sat straight up in bed, sweating. He stared at his darkened bedroom, and hugged his arms to himself.
"Sixteen years old and suffering from nightmares," he said derisively. "Why?"
"I don't know, Ken, but it might help if you got some rest," Minomon replied sleepily. Ken smiled, patting the small Digimon, and then pulling himself under his covers.
"You're right. I'll think about it later. G-night, Minomon." He rolled over, drowsily hugging his partner. His last words before he fell asleep surprised even himself. "Daisuke, if only you were here..."
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"César? How are you today? César?" Julienne Maxis pushed open the door to her roomate's bedroom. She gasped. The man smiled, looking up at her.
"Oh, hello, Julie. I've just been working on some things." He held up an object that Julienne just *knew* was not meant to do good things to people.
"Yeah, well, I have to get to work. I-I just wanted to know if you needed anything."
"Some heavy-grade plastic explosives would help." She backed away, and fled to the door of the apartment.
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Daisuke scratched on his homework paper, and then stopped, doodling a small picture in one corner of the paper.
"Hmm...Ken is so much more interesting than physics." There was a puase, and then:
"Daisuke, did you really just say that?" Chibimon hopped onto Daisuke's desk, examining the sketch of Ichijouji Ken.
"Yes. However, the only thing less interesting than physics is the story of Jun's love life, or lack thereof." Chibimon gasped.
"Daisuke, you just said 'thereof!' What is up with you?" Daisuke grinned.
"Ken gave me a word-a-day calendar. He thought I could do to learn a few novel words." Chibimon hopped onto Daisuke's shoulder.
"You like him a lot, don't you?"
"Yeah, he's my best friend. He's the only person whose believed in me consistently."
"That's not what I meant, Daisuke," Chibimon said, bouncing impatiently on his partner's head. "I mean, you *like* him like him." Daisuke blushed a fierce red.
"Chibimon, I-you-I-" He broke off, and bowed his head. "Fine." Chibimon bounced onto the desktop.
"So am I right?"
"Maybe," he responded guiltily. Chibimon smiled at Daisuke knowingly.
"So, why don't you tell him, or show him, like you did when you liked Kari?" Daisuke looked Chibimon in the eye.
"There's a lot of reasons, but most of them are...I'm scared. Scared he won't return my feelings, scared that he won't want to be my friend, scared because this is different from when I liked Hikari, because we're both guys-"
"Why should that matter, Dai-chan?" Daisuke looked away.
"Well, the short of it is, people are stupid and close-minded, and like to think that romance is only right and good when there's the possibility of a relationship increasing the population." He sighed. "It's not that bad, here, but still-there'll always be people who hate same-sex couples, and who make those people's lives miserable because of it." Chibimon sighed.
"People are so confusing, Daisuke."
"I know. I think that there's precious few people that understand people, and one of them was nailed to a tree for pointing out how they could be better people."
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"Yamato? Are you paying attention?"
"N-nani?" Yamato blinked, and found himself staring into Jun's worried eyes.
"It's just that you seemed a little-out of it." She smiled, and picked up her Diet Coke. "But it's all right. I understand. With your sophmore year at college, and your band, and me, you have a lot of stress. And in fact-" Yamato felt himself drifting again. Last night, he had had quite a...different dream, and he was thinking about it. It had surprised him greatly, especially the part where Taichi- "Yama-chan? I'm really getting worried about you. You've been so distant lately."
"I-Jun, I think I have a confession to make." She paled, and dropped her napkin. She latched herself onto Yamato's arm.
"Yama-chan, you're not leaving me, are you?" It was at this point that Yamato recalled the entire reason he had started to date Jun. Her determination, perseverence, even the clinginess, made him date her just to keep her at a distance.
"I-Jun, when I first met you, I thought you were clingy, annoying, loud, and, well, a lot of other things. I thought hell would freeze over before I went out with you. And now, do you know what I've realized? You're nice, thoughtful, kind, perceptive, but I don't feel anything for you. Correvtion, you're like a sister I never had, which just makes this whole situation weird." Jun broke away, and glared at him with accusing eyes.
"It's another woman, isn't it?" Yamato shook his head.
"I've realized that I simply don't feel that way about you. I'm sorry, Jun, for leading you on like this." Tears began to drip down her face.
"Fine, I understand. You're afraid of commitment, aren't you? You want to get out before you have to promise anything to me!" Yamato reached out, placing a hand on her arm.
"Jun, listen to me. I-you're a wonderful person, and I've really enjoyed being able to get to know you better. But, the thing is, just recently, I realized that I don't like you romantically. You see-Jun, I don't *like* you. I don't *like* women." Her eyes windened, and Jun put her hand on her mouth.
"You're gay?" Yamato nodded, and a sardonic smile graced her lips. "Well, at least I know it has nothing to do with my personality. So, who's the lucky guy? Don't try lying to me, I know there's a guy." Yamato grinned nervously.
"Well, I don't know how to say this-"
"And if you say my brother, I just have to warn you, it's a hopeless cause."
"The fact that he's a pure-blooded heterosexual?"
"Nope; the fact that he's smitten for someone else. So, get back on topic, and tell me who, or I'm kissing you." Yamato stared at her in mock panic.
"God, no! Well, I'll tell you. It's Yagami Taichi." Jun smiled.
"Well, that's cute. I can just see the two of you together. So, does he know?" Yamato shook his head.
"I have no idea which way he...goes. And I have no idea how he'd react." Jun placed her hand on Yamato's.
"Well, let's see if we can get you courage enough to do that."
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"Really? You think he's going to? Well, of course I'm not surprised, TK. Eep, Taichi needs the phone now. See ya!" Hikari turned off the phone, and handed it to her brother. "You know, you could live at a college dorm like a normal kid, 'Niichan." He grinned, and snatched the phone from her.
"Since when have I done something normal?" Hikari grinned.
"Right. So, on a different note, when are you planning to come out to Yamato?" Taichi felt a pang in his chest at the name.
"Never. Hikari-chan, he's dating! Admittedly, I never thought he'd date Jun, but still, he's happy. I'm not going to confuse him by throwing myself at him. Just face it, Kari, I'm never going to date him. Hell, the Digital World will be reduced to Digidust before we get together!" At that moment, Hikari felt a flash of something, which she had long learned to take notice of. She had the incredible feeling that perhaps he was right.
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Yello, peeps. It's Marduk here, with what I would qualify as a dark fic. It will contain angst, evil businessmen, angst, kinapping, angst, implied abuse and other whatnots that I won't reveal now. Contains Junto (please don't abandon this fic because of that!) and Kensuke/Daiken, which means Ken and Daisuke romantically involved. If you don't like, don't read. And please give me feedback, please. Onward!
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Notes:
'-indicates thought
// \\-indicates dream sequences.
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\\'Where am I? I should recognize this place...' The landscape whizzed beneath Ken, who was simply soaring over the deadened land. The surreal earth was darkened by depressive clouds, and the topography didn't seem to remain constant. 'It's so dark, and it's trying to overwhelm me...' He suddenly stopped, staring at a huge tower. It was a black obelisk... 'No!'//
Ken sat straight up in bed, sweating. He stared at his darkened bedroom, and hugged his arms to himself.
"Sixteen years old and suffering from nightmares," he said derisively. "Why?"
"I don't know, Ken, but it might help if you got some rest," Minomon replied sleepily. Ken smiled, patting the small Digimon, and then pulling himself under his covers.
"You're right. I'll think about it later. G-night, Minomon." He rolled over, drowsily hugging his partner. His last words before he fell asleep surprised even himself. "Daisuke, if only you were here..."
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"César? How are you today? César?" Julienne Maxis pushed open the door to her roomate's bedroom. She gasped. The man smiled, looking up at her.
"Oh, hello, Julie. I've just been working on some things." He held up an object that Julienne just *knew* was not meant to do good things to people.
"Yeah, well, I have to get to work. I-I just wanted to know if you needed anything."
"Some heavy-grade plastic explosives would help." She backed away, and fled to the door of the apartment.
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Daisuke scratched on his homework paper, and then stopped, doodling a small picture in one corner of the paper.
"Hmm...Ken is so much more interesting than physics." There was a puase, and then:
"Daisuke, did you really just say that?" Chibimon hopped onto Daisuke's desk, examining the sketch of Ichijouji Ken.
"Yes. However, the only thing less interesting than physics is the story of Jun's love life, or lack thereof." Chibimon gasped.
"Daisuke, you just said 'thereof!' What is up with you?" Daisuke grinned.
"Ken gave me a word-a-day calendar. He thought I could do to learn a few novel words." Chibimon hopped onto Daisuke's shoulder.
"You like him a lot, don't you?"
"Yeah, he's my best friend. He's the only person whose believed in me consistently."
"That's not what I meant, Daisuke," Chibimon said, bouncing impatiently on his partner's head. "I mean, you *like* him like him." Daisuke blushed a fierce red.
"Chibimon, I-you-I-" He broke off, and bowed his head. "Fine." Chibimon bounced onto the desktop.
"So am I right?"
"Maybe," he responded guiltily. Chibimon smiled at Daisuke knowingly.
"So, why don't you tell him, or show him, like you did when you liked Kari?" Daisuke looked Chibimon in the eye.
"There's a lot of reasons, but most of them are...I'm scared. Scared he won't return my feelings, scared that he won't want to be my friend, scared because this is different from when I liked Hikari, because we're both guys-"
"Why should that matter, Dai-chan?" Daisuke looked away.
"Well, the short of it is, people are stupid and close-minded, and like to think that romance is only right and good when there's the possibility of a relationship increasing the population." He sighed. "It's not that bad, here, but still-there'll always be people who hate same-sex couples, and who make those people's lives miserable because of it." Chibimon sighed.
"People are so confusing, Daisuke."
"I know. I think that there's precious few people that understand people, and one of them was nailed to a tree for pointing out how they could be better people."
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"Yamato? Are you paying attention?"
"N-nani?" Yamato blinked, and found himself staring into Jun's worried eyes.
"It's just that you seemed a little-out of it." She smiled, and picked up her Diet Coke. "But it's all right. I understand. With your sophmore year at college, and your band, and me, you have a lot of stress. And in fact-" Yamato felt himself drifting again. Last night, he had had quite a...different dream, and he was thinking about it. It had surprised him greatly, especially the part where Taichi- "Yama-chan? I'm really getting worried about you. You've been so distant lately."
"I-Jun, I think I have a confession to make." She paled, and dropped her napkin. She latched herself onto Yamato's arm.
"Yama-chan, you're not leaving me, are you?" It was at this point that Yamato recalled the entire reason he had started to date Jun. Her determination, perseverence, even the clinginess, made him date her just to keep her at a distance.
"I-Jun, when I first met you, I thought you were clingy, annoying, loud, and, well, a lot of other things. I thought hell would freeze over before I went out with you. And now, do you know what I've realized? You're nice, thoughtful, kind, perceptive, but I don't feel anything for you. Correvtion, you're like a sister I never had, which just makes this whole situation weird." Jun broke away, and glared at him with accusing eyes.
"It's another woman, isn't it?" Yamato shook his head.
"I've realized that I simply don't feel that way about you. I'm sorry, Jun, for leading you on like this." Tears began to drip down her face.
"Fine, I understand. You're afraid of commitment, aren't you? You want to get out before you have to promise anything to me!" Yamato reached out, placing a hand on her arm.
"Jun, listen to me. I-you're a wonderful person, and I've really enjoyed being able to get to know you better. But, the thing is, just recently, I realized that I don't like you romantically. You see-Jun, I don't *like* you. I don't *like* women." Her eyes windened, and Jun put her hand on her mouth.
"You're gay?" Yamato nodded, and a sardonic smile graced her lips. "Well, at least I know it has nothing to do with my personality. So, who's the lucky guy? Don't try lying to me, I know there's a guy." Yamato grinned nervously.
"Well, I don't know how to say this-"
"And if you say my brother, I just have to warn you, it's a hopeless cause."
"The fact that he's a pure-blooded heterosexual?"
"Nope; the fact that he's smitten for someone else. So, get back on topic, and tell me who, or I'm kissing you." Yamato stared at her in mock panic.
"God, no! Well, I'll tell you. It's Yagami Taichi." Jun smiled.
"Well, that's cute. I can just see the two of you together. So, does he know?" Yamato shook his head.
"I have no idea which way he...goes. And I have no idea how he'd react." Jun placed her hand on Yamato's.
"Well, let's see if we can get you courage enough to do that."
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"Really? You think he's going to? Well, of course I'm not surprised, TK. Eep, Taichi needs the phone now. See ya!" Hikari turned off the phone, and handed it to her brother. "You know, you could live at a college dorm like a normal kid, 'Niichan." He grinned, and snatched the phone from her.
"Since when have I done something normal?" Hikari grinned.
"Right. So, on a different note, when are you planning to come out to Yamato?" Taichi felt a pang in his chest at the name.
"Never. Hikari-chan, he's dating! Admittedly, I never thought he'd date Jun, but still, he's happy. I'm not going to confuse him by throwing myself at him. Just face it, Kari, I'm never going to date him. Hell, the Digital World will be reduced to Digidust before we get together!" At that moment, Hikari felt a flash of something, which she had long learned to take notice of. She had the incredible feeling that perhaps he was right.
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