Okay. Disclaimer: I don't own digimon :::cries::: and I don't care that I
don't cuz whoever thought of the show has the rightful credit for it since
they had the idea first, so there! I had the idea of creating a fairy
world, but hey! My imagination goes only so far, damned muse that takes
super long breaks. :::hacks empty soda can at snoring fairy muse:::
Before I forget, nEo-cHaN, yes the scene at the lake was a dream. Yeah, it's confusing, but that's mainly why I put in that one line: "Dreaming is nice" or something like that.
Anyway, I can't say that I'm proud of the way this thing is working out so far (I have writer's block with one of the chapters), so please bear with me when it takes a long time to update. Yes my summaries suck, I hate summarizing an entire story with just one or two sentences. My chapters are not that long, either, so yeah. Okay this one makes mention of, well, I don't know how to put it into words really, but someone out there is bound to want to kill me. I'm making notes as I write, so please don't shoot me. :::Ducks from rotten food already being thrown::: HA! You didn't hit me! (I lack sugar intake). Really, I like my story, so I'm confident that others will like it, whether it's three or four people, or that people get shooed away somehow.
Oh yeah, I take criticism and compliments very easily, so if you have any, please do share it. If you guys feel like you have to flame, go ahead, on my good and bad days I need something to laugh about. :::takes out funny word list. "Ethiopia"::: Well, enough talk! Here ya go!
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Chapter 2
"Yes!" Taichi yelled in triumph. "I'm back from Australia and kicking tail!"
He grabbed his bag from the floor and looked around for the faces he had been longing to see: his family and Yamato. As soon as he saw them, he threw his bag over his shoulder, grabbed his other luggage, and started to run toward them, almost tripping on a man's suitcase on the way. Avoiding the man with the suitcase, he nearly ran into a woman with a baby carriage, nearly hit an elderly woman, and lastly tripped on a man's leg, catching his balance by throwing his arms around his sister, noticing a change in her immediately. He pulled her at arms length and looked her over, twice.
"Okay, there's something different about you, but I can't place it," he said, suspiciously. He turned her in a quick circle and took another look. He smacked his forehead and laughed. "You're wearing natural make-up, a thin strap tank-top, flowery, nonetheless, a calve length light brown skirt with the ends ripped, including a bandana on your head, and you still have your camera . . . nope . . .can't figure it out. Well, I don't care. I missed you, sis."
"Yeah, I missed you, too, Tai. But having an empty house wasn't that bad when it came down to experimenting with my friends."
"Wha-?" Tai started, before his mom intervened with hug of her own, cutting off his air supply. "Mom, I have to breathe some day!"
"I know, honey, but," she said, tightening her grip, "I missed you so much."
"Mom! I need air! I missed you too, but please! I want live!"
His mom finally let him go and he breathed. "Geez! I saw the headlines flashing before my eyes: 'SON GETS KILLED BY LETHAL HUG ENFORCED BY MOTHER.' You know that would have been bad press."
"Yeah, but that would have been excellent news. It's good advice to mothers that wish to have lives."
Tai stayed a fair distance from his mother and her smile. He turned his attention to Yamato, who looked happy and distant at once. Tai figured he had just been scared something bad was going to happen, or probably did happen. He slowly walked to Yamato and wrapped his arms around him, feeling him flinch a little. Mat slowly put his arms around Tai and held him tightly.
"Yeah, I missed you, too," he said.
Taichi pulled him at a distance. "I spent the summer in Australia and that's the best you can do?" Tai asked, sarcastically.
"Well it was such short notice I couldn't find the proper greeting in time."
"It was plenty of time!"
"Only to the untrained eye."
Tai stared at him. He was about to sport a sarcastic remark when his stomach started to protest, making him blush. "Yeah, well, let's grab some food! I'm starved. You know I get sick on planes."
"And with their food, I don't blame you," Hikari said, making everyone laugh.
"Okay, Tai," his mom began. "Are you going to head out with Yamato? I mean, I have to work today and Hikari is volunteering at the day care center, so we need to leave sort of quickly."
"Only if he wants to come with," Tai said, looking at Mat.
"The answer is obvious, you brainless monkey. All right, Mrs. Kaimiya, Hikari, we'll see you guys later." They waved a brief good-bye to Tai's mother before Mat got his attention again. "Tai I seriously have to talk to you, but right after you eat."
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Tai glanced at the food in front of him, nearly drooling on himself. He lifted a piece of shrimp, about to chomp it to pieces when he looked at Mat, noticing what he didn't see before. He was wearing a black long-sleeve turtleneck in the warm weather of the coming fall and was paler than usual, almost ghost-like. Also, he hadn't ordered anything for himself while Tai had nearly ordered the entire menu (exaggeration noted). Given the chance, he would have done it, if he had the money. Tai pushed his plate toward Mat, who looked up from the table he had been entranced by.
"Oh, no thanks. I'm not hungry," he said with an unsure smile.
"So," Tai began, still holding the shrimp. "What did you want to chat about?"
"Eat first, then we'll talk."
Tai, hungry as he was, pushed the food aside and stared at Mat's blue eyes. Whatever light was in them was gone, like his natural color. "I'm done," Tai said before a loud growl erupted form his stomach, making people gawk at him and Mat laugh.
"You are a horrible liar. You say one thing, but your stomach says another," Mat said, putting the plate of food in front of Tai. "Eat, then we'll talk. I promise."
"Okay, fine. But it's only because . . ." Tai trailed off as he started to munch out like It was his last meal. He finally finished and noticed that Mat had been staring at him for the longest. The expression on Yamato's face was so distressed and confused, yet also loving and appreciative that Tai couldn't place it. He noticed it start to become a little glazed. Tears were in Yamato's eyes. He placed his hand on Yamato's giving a light squeeze.
"Yamato, what's wrong?" he asked, concern taking over his body.
Yamato stood up, taking Tai by the hand, and led him out of the restaurant. They started to walk about the city in an oddly serene fashion until Yamato started to lean on a rail in the park they stopped in. It was entirely empty, seeing as it was getting dark. It was nearly perfect to tell Tai what he wanted to say.
"Gomen nasai, Tai," he nearly whispered.
"Hmm?" Tai asked, unsure of what he said.
"Remember we made a promise to each other if we ever split up we wouldn't hold a thing against one another?"
"Yeah. What are you trying to say?"
"We promised we wouldn't act differently and we'd always be friends. Well Tai, I-damn it!" He stopped talking as his voice faltered. He glared at the empty field in front of them, wishing an inferno would burst from his eyes and scorch it, turning into the death that he was feeling. He let out a heavy sigh and turned to Tai. "I don't think we should see each other anymore."
Tai couldn't hold in his surprise. "What? We've been seeing each other for almost three years and now . . . what's going on? Did I do something wrong? If you think I did something-"
"What? No, no, no, it's not like that at all. You didn't do anything wrong. If anything you were so good to me. You're a good person and you deserve better than me. I mean, it's just . . . something happened while you were away and . . . . . "
"Well, what-?"
A beeping sound entered the atmosphere as Tai directed his attention to the floor. He looked back at Yamato, who was now checking his watch. He had a fairly hidden terror on his face. Tai saw a red mark on his wrist as he pulled the sleeve over the watch. He started to walk when he turned around, nearly depressed.
"I got to go. I'm sorry if I hurt you. We'll hang out sometime, though."
He walked back to Tai and wrapped his arms around him, saying he was sorry. Tai gently wrapped his arm around Yamato's shoulder, then placed his hand on his shoulder while he gently rubbed his thumb on the back of Yamato's neck. Yamato quickly pushed him away. This took Tai aback. He never reacted like this before.
"Please don't do that," was all Mat could muster as an explanation for his reaction to what was once his favored gesture from Tai. "Gomen, but I got to go."
He pulled Tai into another embrace, the tears that had formed running down both their cheeks. He kissed Tai's cheek, tasting the salty tears and whispered: "I want you to know I still love you and I always will, okay?" There was a little nod. "But this is better for the both of us. I wish I could tell you why, but I can't. You just have to trust me with this, okay?" He waited for a reaction that never came. "I will be there if you ever need me. Remember that, Taichi."
"Same here, Yamato," was the only reply that came.
Yamato pulled away and kissed Tai's lips for the final time before running at full speed, yelling he was late and in trouble, but not for the first time. Tai waited until Mat disappeared from sight before he started to walk home alone. The twilight had already begun to devour the park. Sleep would be coming soon, and there was his escape.
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Yamato almost fell as he rounded the corner of the street. He was starting to slow down. ** He knows where they live. Remember that. Do you want anything bad to happen? ** He asked himself. He got a sudden burst of energy as he found the damned house. He stopped, breathing heavily and started to walk up the stone steps slowly. He looked up and saw her bedroom light on. At least she could escape this madness, but not him. He noticed a second silhouetted figure in the window. ** No! She's here, too!? **
He started to open the front door, slowly, before the door was yanked open and he was wrenched inside. The taller masculine figure shoved him against the wall, almost making the entire two story house shake. Yamato let out the smallest sound ever heard before he was thrown against the staircase. The taller person grabbed the collar of Yamato's shirt and started to drag him up the stars.
"No! Please, don't do it! I lost track of time!" Yamato screamed.
"Oh, bull shit!" the female yelled from the room of the other girl. "I saw you out there making out with that guy. What do you think you were doing? Lu, let's just do it. I got my camera and everything. I think this will be interesting. We can make big money out of this."
Before he could even reply, Yamato was thrown into the room across from the other girl's room. The door was shut behind them and locked. The second girl peered from her room with a magnifying glass as screams began to fill the house. She quickly dropped the magnifying glass as the loudest scream erupted.
"And thus," she said in a German accent, "another chapter is written in the book of 'Us.' They will never understand what they do and why they do it, but he will."
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Tai slumped into his bed once he arrived home. Something in his mind wouldn't leave him alone. He'd forgotten something. What was it? ** OH SHIT! SONIA'S LETTER! ** He jumped from the bed and dug through the luggage he had on the plane. He reached for the envelope and opened it.
"She'd kill me if she ever find my home. Okay, that didn't make sense, but . . ."
He read the letter, feeling slightly worse than he had earlier that day. Memories swam through his head as he read on, both good and bad, including getting himself knocked off the surfboard by Sonia when he was getting slightly better than she was. Even the letter itself was decorated with a beach scene in the background. She had said everything she wanted to in the letter, but couldn't word it right, even if she was working on an English major. Once he finished reading the letter, he put it back it the envelope and put it inside a photo album he hoped he wouldn't open for a while. He sauntered back to his bed, threw his body down, and fell into a sleep that seemed to last forever, constantly reminding him about who he had just . . ..
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Yay! I really hope I didn't do many grammar mistakes, other than the intentional ones my computer's still bugging me about. I have no translations to do and I have nothing more to say other than I hope you guys liked it and my half humor. If you guys liked it, tell me. If you guys didn't like it, tell me, yeah. Tell me what I'm doing wrong! :::fake cries::: Actually you can blame my lazy muse, Hitome. I was sorta babysitting when I was editing. Getting my niece to laugh is easy, with Yubiwa, sometimes. Well I hope you guys review.
Before I forget, nEo-cHaN, yes the scene at the lake was a dream. Yeah, it's confusing, but that's mainly why I put in that one line: "Dreaming is nice" or something like that.
Anyway, I can't say that I'm proud of the way this thing is working out so far (I have writer's block with one of the chapters), so please bear with me when it takes a long time to update. Yes my summaries suck, I hate summarizing an entire story with just one or two sentences. My chapters are not that long, either, so yeah. Okay this one makes mention of, well, I don't know how to put it into words really, but someone out there is bound to want to kill me. I'm making notes as I write, so please don't shoot me. :::Ducks from rotten food already being thrown::: HA! You didn't hit me! (I lack sugar intake). Really, I like my story, so I'm confident that others will like it, whether it's three or four people, or that people get shooed away somehow.
Oh yeah, I take criticism and compliments very easily, so if you have any, please do share it. If you guys feel like you have to flame, go ahead, on my good and bad days I need something to laugh about. :::takes out funny word list. "Ethiopia"::: Well, enough talk! Here ya go!
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Chapter 2
"Yes!" Taichi yelled in triumph. "I'm back from Australia and kicking tail!"
He grabbed his bag from the floor and looked around for the faces he had been longing to see: his family and Yamato. As soon as he saw them, he threw his bag over his shoulder, grabbed his other luggage, and started to run toward them, almost tripping on a man's suitcase on the way. Avoiding the man with the suitcase, he nearly ran into a woman with a baby carriage, nearly hit an elderly woman, and lastly tripped on a man's leg, catching his balance by throwing his arms around his sister, noticing a change in her immediately. He pulled her at arms length and looked her over, twice.
"Okay, there's something different about you, but I can't place it," he said, suspiciously. He turned her in a quick circle and took another look. He smacked his forehead and laughed. "You're wearing natural make-up, a thin strap tank-top, flowery, nonetheless, a calve length light brown skirt with the ends ripped, including a bandana on your head, and you still have your camera . . . nope . . .can't figure it out. Well, I don't care. I missed you, sis."
"Yeah, I missed you, too, Tai. But having an empty house wasn't that bad when it came down to experimenting with my friends."
"Wha-?" Tai started, before his mom intervened with hug of her own, cutting off his air supply. "Mom, I have to breathe some day!"
"I know, honey, but," she said, tightening her grip, "I missed you so much."
"Mom! I need air! I missed you too, but please! I want live!"
His mom finally let him go and he breathed. "Geez! I saw the headlines flashing before my eyes: 'SON GETS KILLED BY LETHAL HUG ENFORCED BY MOTHER.' You know that would have been bad press."
"Yeah, but that would have been excellent news. It's good advice to mothers that wish to have lives."
Tai stayed a fair distance from his mother and her smile. He turned his attention to Yamato, who looked happy and distant at once. Tai figured he had just been scared something bad was going to happen, or probably did happen. He slowly walked to Yamato and wrapped his arms around him, feeling him flinch a little. Mat slowly put his arms around Tai and held him tightly.
"Yeah, I missed you, too," he said.
Taichi pulled him at a distance. "I spent the summer in Australia and that's the best you can do?" Tai asked, sarcastically.
"Well it was such short notice I couldn't find the proper greeting in time."
"It was plenty of time!"
"Only to the untrained eye."
Tai stared at him. He was about to sport a sarcastic remark when his stomach started to protest, making him blush. "Yeah, well, let's grab some food! I'm starved. You know I get sick on planes."
"And with their food, I don't blame you," Hikari said, making everyone laugh.
"Okay, Tai," his mom began. "Are you going to head out with Yamato? I mean, I have to work today and Hikari is volunteering at the day care center, so we need to leave sort of quickly."
"Only if he wants to come with," Tai said, looking at Mat.
"The answer is obvious, you brainless monkey. All right, Mrs. Kaimiya, Hikari, we'll see you guys later." They waved a brief good-bye to Tai's mother before Mat got his attention again. "Tai I seriously have to talk to you, but right after you eat."
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Tai glanced at the food in front of him, nearly drooling on himself. He lifted a piece of shrimp, about to chomp it to pieces when he looked at Mat, noticing what he didn't see before. He was wearing a black long-sleeve turtleneck in the warm weather of the coming fall and was paler than usual, almost ghost-like. Also, he hadn't ordered anything for himself while Tai had nearly ordered the entire menu (exaggeration noted). Given the chance, he would have done it, if he had the money. Tai pushed his plate toward Mat, who looked up from the table he had been entranced by.
"Oh, no thanks. I'm not hungry," he said with an unsure smile.
"So," Tai began, still holding the shrimp. "What did you want to chat about?"
"Eat first, then we'll talk."
Tai, hungry as he was, pushed the food aside and stared at Mat's blue eyes. Whatever light was in them was gone, like his natural color. "I'm done," Tai said before a loud growl erupted form his stomach, making people gawk at him and Mat laugh.
"You are a horrible liar. You say one thing, but your stomach says another," Mat said, putting the plate of food in front of Tai. "Eat, then we'll talk. I promise."
"Okay, fine. But it's only because . . ." Tai trailed off as he started to munch out like It was his last meal. He finally finished and noticed that Mat had been staring at him for the longest. The expression on Yamato's face was so distressed and confused, yet also loving and appreciative that Tai couldn't place it. He noticed it start to become a little glazed. Tears were in Yamato's eyes. He placed his hand on Yamato's giving a light squeeze.
"Yamato, what's wrong?" he asked, concern taking over his body.
Yamato stood up, taking Tai by the hand, and led him out of the restaurant. They started to walk about the city in an oddly serene fashion until Yamato started to lean on a rail in the park they stopped in. It was entirely empty, seeing as it was getting dark. It was nearly perfect to tell Tai what he wanted to say.
"Gomen nasai, Tai," he nearly whispered.
"Hmm?" Tai asked, unsure of what he said.
"Remember we made a promise to each other if we ever split up we wouldn't hold a thing against one another?"
"Yeah. What are you trying to say?"
"We promised we wouldn't act differently and we'd always be friends. Well Tai, I-damn it!" He stopped talking as his voice faltered. He glared at the empty field in front of them, wishing an inferno would burst from his eyes and scorch it, turning into the death that he was feeling. He let out a heavy sigh and turned to Tai. "I don't think we should see each other anymore."
Tai couldn't hold in his surprise. "What? We've been seeing each other for almost three years and now . . . what's going on? Did I do something wrong? If you think I did something-"
"What? No, no, no, it's not like that at all. You didn't do anything wrong. If anything you were so good to me. You're a good person and you deserve better than me. I mean, it's just . . . something happened while you were away and . . . . . "
"Well, what-?"
A beeping sound entered the atmosphere as Tai directed his attention to the floor. He looked back at Yamato, who was now checking his watch. He had a fairly hidden terror on his face. Tai saw a red mark on his wrist as he pulled the sleeve over the watch. He started to walk when he turned around, nearly depressed.
"I got to go. I'm sorry if I hurt you. We'll hang out sometime, though."
He walked back to Tai and wrapped his arms around him, saying he was sorry. Tai gently wrapped his arm around Yamato's shoulder, then placed his hand on his shoulder while he gently rubbed his thumb on the back of Yamato's neck. Yamato quickly pushed him away. This took Tai aback. He never reacted like this before.
"Please don't do that," was all Mat could muster as an explanation for his reaction to what was once his favored gesture from Tai. "Gomen, but I got to go."
He pulled Tai into another embrace, the tears that had formed running down both their cheeks. He kissed Tai's cheek, tasting the salty tears and whispered: "I want you to know I still love you and I always will, okay?" There was a little nod. "But this is better for the both of us. I wish I could tell you why, but I can't. You just have to trust me with this, okay?" He waited for a reaction that never came. "I will be there if you ever need me. Remember that, Taichi."
"Same here, Yamato," was the only reply that came.
Yamato pulled away and kissed Tai's lips for the final time before running at full speed, yelling he was late and in trouble, but not for the first time. Tai waited until Mat disappeared from sight before he started to walk home alone. The twilight had already begun to devour the park. Sleep would be coming soon, and there was his escape.
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Yamato almost fell as he rounded the corner of the street. He was starting to slow down. ** He knows where they live. Remember that. Do you want anything bad to happen? ** He asked himself. He got a sudden burst of energy as he found the damned house. He stopped, breathing heavily and started to walk up the stone steps slowly. He looked up and saw her bedroom light on. At least she could escape this madness, but not him. He noticed a second silhouetted figure in the window. ** No! She's here, too!? **
He started to open the front door, slowly, before the door was yanked open and he was wrenched inside. The taller masculine figure shoved him against the wall, almost making the entire two story house shake. Yamato let out the smallest sound ever heard before he was thrown against the staircase. The taller person grabbed the collar of Yamato's shirt and started to drag him up the stars.
"No! Please, don't do it! I lost track of time!" Yamato screamed.
"Oh, bull shit!" the female yelled from the room of the other girl. "I saw you out there making out with that guy. What do you think you were doing? Lu, let's just do it. I got my camera and everything. I think this will be interesting. We can make big money out of this."
Before he could even reply, Yamato was thrown into the room across from the other girl's room. The door was shut behind them and locked. The second girl peered from her room with a magnifying glass as screams began to fill the house. She quickly dropped the magnifying glass as the loudest scream erupted.
"And thus," she said in a German accent, "another chapter is written in the book of 'Us.' They will never understand what they do and why they do it, but he will."
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Tai slumped into his bed once he arrived home. Something in his mind wouldn't leave him alone. He'd forgotten something. What was it? ** OH SHIT! SONIA'S LETTER! ** He jumped from the bed and dug through the luggage he had on the plane. He reached for the envelope and opened it.
"She'd kill me if she ever find my home. Okay, that didn't make sense, but . . ."
He read the letter, feeling slightly worse than he had earlier that day. Memories swam through his head as he read on, both good and bad, including getting himself knocked off the surfboard by Sonia when he was getting slightly better than she was. Even the letter itself was decorated with a beach scene in the background. She had said everything she wanted to in the letter, but couldn't word it right, even if she was working on an English major. Once he finished reading the letter, he put it back it the envelope and put it inside a photo album he hoped he wouldn't open for a while. He sauntered back to his bed, threw his body down, and fell into a sleep that seemed to last forever, constantly reminding him about who he had just . . ..
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Yay! I really hope I didn't do many grammar mistakes, other than the intentional ones my computer's still bugging me about. I have no translations to do and I have nothing more to say other than I hope you guys liked it and my half humor. If you guys liked it, tell me. If you guys didn't like it, tell me, yeah. Tell me what I'm doing wrong! :::fake cries::: Actually you can blame my lazy muse, Hitome. I was sorta babysitting when I was editing. Getting my niece to laugh is easy, with Yubiwa, sometimes. Well I hope you guys review.
