Author's note 1: Ok, I know this has been a long time in coming but come on! I'm having a tough time with this one. I've never even tried Kaisuke before, nor have I ever written a lemon. And while I don't seem to have any trouble reading or thinking about these things, I am having a difficult time in actually placing them on paper myself. [Anyone who wants to hurl things at me while chanting hypocrite, feel free.] Thanks for the encouraging comments. They've really helped. And so.

Author's note 2: Beware, this part contains lemon and yaoi (boy x boy) and other stuffs.

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Chapter 2: A Game?

When he awoke much later Daisuke he felt cold, clammy and more than a little gritty. It was also a lot darker than he felt it should be.

"You snore very loudly," a close voice informed him. "You will have to stop." Oh, God, he remembered. This is not happening. Daisuke did not realize he had spoken aloud until the Kaiser answered him.

"Yes it is," the Kaiser intoned. He kept stepping closer to Daisuke, who tried his best to stand and back away. The nausea from his concussion had other ideas. Within seconds he was crumpled back on the floor with a protective arm slung around his middle. Daisuke tried taking deep breaths. The last thing he wanted was to embarrass himself like that in front of his enemy. Unfortunately, the stale, damp air of the cell was doing little to help. Neither was the Kaiser's throaty chuckle.

When Daisuke trusted his senses once more, he again tried to stand and this time was successful. The Kaiser still watched his every move in the most unnerving of manners.

"That was a nasty trick. Hitting me over the head like that," Daisuke told him.

"Now you didn't really expect me to actually trust you to come along like you had promised, did you?" The Kaiser was now bare inches from Daisuke.

"Like you're one to talk about trust. You said you'd let Veemon go." The Kaiser gave another laugh.

"I said nothing of the sort. I said I would let him live, and I have."

"I trusted you! Where have you put Veemon?" Daisuke did his best to scan the murky darkness of the cell but could not see anyone else. Surely if Veemon were there, he would have spoken up by now.

"Fool. He trusts the Digimon Kaiser," he seemed to say to an invisible audience. "Veemon is no longer your concern. He belongs to me." The Kaiser regarded the boy he now had firmly pressed against the cold stone of the room's walls for a moment before reaching for the goggles on his head. Daisuke tried to bat his hands away, but the Kaiser had wedged him into a corner in such a way that Daisuke's swings had no power.

"Hmm," the Kaiser gave an annoyed mumble at his interference, popping the goggles off of Daisuke's head and immediately reaching into his jacket pockets for the D-terminal and D3, "As do these." The items disappeared somewhere on the Kaiser's person. Then the Kaiser was pressed against him once more.

Before Daisuke had a chance to even consider what the Kaiser wanted from him now the Kaiser had his lips trapped. Daisuke tried to shake his head free but the Kaiser only placed a restraining hand under his chin and forced his face higher for better access.

"Open up," the Kaiser whispered softly against Daisuke's lips, each feathery brush of sensitive skin against skin sent shivers through Daisuke's body. Daisuke obeyed the order with out thinking. His head was still tilted back; his eyes closed in the barest of attempts to ignore the hormones intent on rushing through his body. But the feeling of the Kaiser's tongue as it snaked it's way around his mouth feeling out the dark spaces and textures and the hand that seemed to be making it's way steadily up his side was making that more and more difficult with each passing moment.

Finally the Kaiser's mouth broke from his and Daisuke took his chance to gulp in air. The Kaiser chuckled at his deep breaths as he tickled light kisses down the side of his face.

"Use your nose, sweet," he breathed into Daisuke's ear before taking a nip and a tug at its lobe and continuing along his way. Both of the Kaiser's hands were now exploring Daisuke. One hand had made it inside Daisuke's shirt, its thumb brushing over one of his nipples with a sort of irreverence, the other exploring the sensitive skin around his middle and waistband. He couldn't help his soft moan as the Kaiser's fingers began to dip deeper, the higher centers of his brain still aware enough to be telling him he should not do this having been knocked out of commission ages ago. Daisuke found himself trying to draw the Kaiser in closer to his body.

Then as suddenly as the attack had started, it stopped. Daisuke's eyes fluttered open to regard a rather perturbed Kaiser. He was flipped around and shoved further into the corner of the two walls as the Kaiser jerked his arms around behind his back and tied them again, causing Daisuke to give a short cry of pain. Apparently his muscles were still sore from being tied before. Daisuke shook his head trying to clear it. What the hell just happened? Why had he stopped? No, wait, that's not right.

"You need a bath," the Kaiser informed him with a snarl of distaste before grabbing his upper arm and dragging him from the dark room and down a series of corridors.

Eventually they entered a large room with a vaulted ceiling and a single chair in the center of the room. It reminded Daisuke of the chair in his parent's office at home and was facing a large screen that still held the image of Daisuke's friends. He could feel something awful swirling in the pit of his stomach at the sight of them searching and calling. Suddenly the image flipped off. The Kaiser came up and took his arm again, leading him towards the door and the far end of the room.

"I have to go back." The Kaiser looked at him as if he were crazy or comical or both.

"That's not your decision to make," he told Daisuke flippantly and then, motioning for Wormmon to follow, "Come along." The Kaiser drug Daisuke the rest of the way through a bed room and into the connected bathroom.

"Wormmon!" he yelled. Apparently the worm was not being as quick as the Kaiser felt he should.

"Master?" came the trepid question from just inside the door. The Kaiser nearly stepped on him as he whirled around.

"Watch him and make sure he scrubs behind his ears," he told Wormmon before storming out again. Daisuke looked to the worm-like digimon.

"Is he always in this bad of a mood?" he asked. Wormmon only glanced at him before untying the ropes and scuttling over to the tub and struggling to turn on the tap. Daisuke stepped over to help. "Guess so," he mumbled. They spent the next few minutes in silence.

"Ummm," Daisuke finally drew. He knew he was being silly, but he could not help himself. Wormmon turned his back to Daisuke as the boy quickly slipped out of his clothes and into the tub.

Wormmon watched the boy scrub for a while before his curiosity over came him.

"What does the Kaiser want you for?" he asked, his sudden vocalization taking Daisuke by surprise. Judging from what had happened earlier, Daisuke had a fairly good idea, but he didn't feel like trying to explain that to the digimon and so, just shrugged the question away.

"I should have thought I'd made that obvious by now," the Kaiser said, leaning on the doorframe motioning with his head for Wormmon to take a hike.

"I can take a bath with out an audience." Daisuke informed him dully.

"I know," the Kaiser smirked, "but where's the fun in that?" He settled himself on the edge of the tub, looking Daisuke up and down.

"You shouldn't sit so close. You might get wet." The Kaiser just continued to regard him coldly, but the tweak at corner of his mouth seemed to suggest some small humor.

"Don't even consider it," the Kaiser responded, "Ears," he reminded Daisuke who began to wash obediently. After a few more minutes of voyeuristic pleasures, the Kaiser unclasped first his cape and then his gloves, placing each of them neatly on a nearby chair. He settled on the edge of the tub once more, and taking the wash cloth and soap, began to scrub down Daisuke's back.

"Where did you go?" Daisuke asked to keep his mind off of the Kaiser's continually lowering fingers. The Kaiser gave the back of his head a funny look. Was the boy not bothered by him at all?

"I don't see how that's any of your business," the Kaiser stated slowly, watching for a response. Daisuke just gave a small shrug. Truthfully the Kaiser had sent some Digimon slaves to keep the other children busy while the base traveled to a safe distance.

After all, there was no point in stealing something only to have it reclaimed shortly there after. The Kaiser realized he had quit washing when Daisuke began to squirm.

"Out," came the short command.

"Or you could come in." Daisuke's eyes flashed wide when he realized he had voiced his thoughts. The Kaiser just raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"You are absolutely starved for some attention, aren't you?" he said after watching Daisuke blush for a while. The boy was a puzzle to him. He had yet to put up much resistance. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying himself. Either he was much brighter than the Kaiser had given him credit for and was actively trying to throw him off balance or he honestly was not bothered by his situation. The Kaiser was opting for the latter.

"Come on, up you go," the Kaiser finished, grabbing a towel and giving Daisuke's head a rough rubdown. The Kaiser then led a still drippy Daisuke into the bedroom, motioning for him to climb into the bed.

"Master?" came the soft question as the Kaiser began undressing.

"Get out," the Kaiser sent a swift kick in Wormmon's direction and only barely missed him causing the little digimon to flinch as the air rushed past him. "Leave us alone and see that we are not disturbed." The Kaiser just continued what he had been doing.

"You shouldn't be so mean to him. He's just trying to help." The Kaiser scowled at Daisuke. The boy was sitting in the middle of the bed with the covers pulled up to his chin. If the Kaiser did not know better, he would of thought the Daisuke was at a sleepover.

"That's none of your business," he informed Daisuke, "Take those covers down."

"No, its cold." Daisuke gave a shaking shiver to help make his point. That was it. The Kaiser grabbed the covers from the foot of the bed and gave them a rough pull, jerking them down. Daisuke squeaked as the blankets were ripped from his hands and jumped after them.

"Back," the Kaiser said, his voice icy enough to challenge the temperature of the room. Daisuke scrambled back up to the top of the bed with a giggle causing the Kaiser to shake his head. Was there nothing that got to this boy? So what if he allowed Daisuke have a little fun this time. Little harm could be done that could not be undone later.

The Kaiser leapt on the bed with ease and began to advance on his prey. He caught Daisuke easily, pushing him down into the bed. The Kaiser lets his eyes roam freely, taking in every last bit of visual information from the way Daisuke's hair was leaving a growing water stain on the pillow to his very obvious excitement.

"No blushing bride for me, ehh?" That question did cause Daisuke to blush. The Kaiser moved in for his kill, a rough kiss bruising Daisuke's lips which parted immediately, Daisuke returning everything he received in equal portion.

The kiss finally broke as Daisuke began turning blue. The Kaiser would have to remember to do something about that later.

"Breathe, Daisuke," the Kaiser intoned, his voice seeming to vibrate through Daisuke's chest just before he began lightly toying with Daisuke's nipples with his tongue.

"I'm breathing!" was Daisuke's somewhat frantic response, causing the Kaiser to chuckle as he moved his attentions lower, stopping only to dribble kisses down Daisuke's chest and stomach. Daisuke had his hands curled in the Kaiser's hair, frantically trying to push him further. The Kaiser paused to untangle the fingers.

"Careful, sweet. Patience is a virtue," he smiled at Daisuke's sharp intake of breath as his tongue darted quickly into and then out of his bellybutton. After a few more torturous movements, the Kaiser almost seemed be heading precisely where Daisuke had hoped he would but at the last second, adverted his attention to the inside of his thigh, massaging and sucking at the tender flesh. Daisuke just groaned. At this very moment he could not give less of a damn about virtues.

"Ken." Daisuke had not even realized he had spoken until the Kaiser's eyes were once more level with his own. He cried out as the Kaiser's hand connected with his face in a sharp slap. Daisuke's hand instinctively flew to protect his face and the Kaiser could see the tears trying to leak from the tightly closed eyes.

"Open your eyes, Daisuke. Look at me." Slowly, Daisuke's eyes opened, blinking hard as he tried to keep the tears from falling. "You do not call me that. Understand?" Daisuke just nodded, his lower lip quivering slightly as he did his best to keep from crying. The Kaiser moved the protective hand away, replacing it with his own as he slowly began kissing Daisuke once more. Light, peckish kisses quickly evolved into something much deeper. Daisuke wrapped his arms around the Kaiser's neck, letting the pleasure of the kisses take the sting away.

This time, the Kaiser kept his mouth firmly planted over Daisuke's own, allowing his hands to do the roaming. His hand found Daisuke's erection, his fingers brushing over it before giving a slight squeeze.

"God." the world was mangled almost beyond recognition by the time it made it out of Daisuke's mouth. The Kaiser chuckled.

"Master," he corrected.

"Kaiser." Oh well, the Kaiser thought, that would do well enough for now. He nudged Daisuke over on to his side, slicking his fingers and using them to stretch Daisuke before entering with a swift thrust.

Daisuke gave a sharp cry but seemed to settle soon enough. The Kaiser lightly kissed the back of his neck before reaching around to gently massage him in time with his thrusts. Before more than a moment had passed Daisuke was doing the incoherent babbling bit the Kaiser had already decided he loved.

"God, Daisuke," the Kaiser ground out as he came in side of him. After a few more seconds of the Kaiser's attention, Daisuke did as well. The Kaiser just continued to regard Daisuke as he tried to catch his breath. He pulled away from Daisuke, letting him roll him back over so he could see his eyes. There was something about those nut-brown depths that he found fascinating.

"Now you belong to me as well," the Kaiser said softly, his hand gently caressing the mark it had left on Daisuke's face. Daisuke closed his eyes and made a noise that sounded something like a cross between a sigh and a purr. The Kaiser pulled the mussed covers from the foot of the bed, the cool air and the sheen of sweat that was still covering them both was causing a chill, and wrapped it around them.

"Can I go home, now?" Daisuke asked suddenly.

"No." The Kaiser looked down on the boy who, despite his question, was so intent on snuggling into his side. He pushed him away, giving him an ugly frown and climbing out of bed, began to dress. Daisuke flopped back with a frustrated sigh.

"Can I at least see Veemon?" Daisuke asked, keeping his gaze on the ceiling.

"No. You can stay in here if you like, or I can have Wormmon take you back to your cell," the Kaiser offered. Daisuke was tempted to tell him to he wanted to go back to his cell, but the memory of its damp darkness was still too fresh for him to willingly return when offered such a pleasant alternative. Anyway, it seemed pretty obvious that the Kaiser was leaving so there would be no harm in staying. Daisuke just nodded his head and the Kaiser must have come to the correct conclusions because he left with out another word.

Daisuke sat up in the bed, allowing the blanket drop from his chin and began to look around for his clothes. They were, of course, no where to be seen. Maybe Ken had sent them to be cleaned. Maybe. It did not matter, Daisuke thought as he got up, wrapping the sheet around him to cover his body and to stay warm. Judging by the time that had already passed his friends were bound to show up soon. Even if it had taken a while for them to realize where he and Veemon had been taken.Veemon. He really hoped the little dragon-like digimon was all right.

Daisuke looked down at his sheet-clad body with a shiver of regret. What he had done had yet to really sink in but he knew it would eventually. It was one thing to consider what something would be like and something entirely different to actually do it. The Kaiser's words still haunted him as well. Daisuke never wanted to belong to anyone.

He studied the room for a possible way to escape but could not find any. The only doors led to the bathroom and the Kaiser, respectively. There was a computer but with out his D3 it would be of little use to him.

Eventually he just decided to curl up in the bed and wait. Thinking did not seem to be serving him any useful purpose and Daisuke was not so unreasonable as everyone made him out to be. He wrapped the sheet tighter around his body before pulling up the heavy comforter. Daisuke could feel his eyelids drooping and shrugged to himself. So what if he fell asleep. It would just make the time pass that much quicker. Before he could even realize, he was sleeping.

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tbc

Author's note 3: Sorry about that. I'm not sure what it is about Daisuke that makes me think he is absolutely sex crazed. But I can't seem to shake it. And I know that wasn't very good lemon, but I'm learning. Maybe it will improve. :o) We are going to get to the mean Kaiser bit in a while. Dai-chan's just so disarming. And just a warning: the end of the term draws near and I will have absolutely no time to work on this for at least a couple of weeks. In fact, it will probably sit in cobwebs until my Christmas holiday. If only I had Ken's brain.

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