Disclaimer: Again, I don't own Digimon. If I did there would be a whole television series (+ film) about Daikeru, Taito and any other couple who takes my fancy. But alas, there isn't, so consequently I'm writing my fantasies here. It would be awesome if the script writers for Digimon did read my work though, and actually take it into consideration. Ah… false hope, but enough of my rant! =]
Also again, thank you everyone so much for your reviews and story alerts, etc. This chapter turned out to be quite a bit longer than what I wanted but hey, it's mainly dialogue so not so bad I guess! =]
A special thank you to KoumiLoccness, who is my first ever reviewer. As I promised, I included some couples I think you'd like. And whose roles will get bigger as the story progresses. =]
Enjoy everyone! Thank you so much for reading. xx
"TAICHI! WHAT THE HELL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Daisuke yelled as the taller man whipped the duvet off of him.
"Isn't it obvious what I'm doing?" the wild hair boy had a look of confusion on his tanned face before replying, "I'm waking you up sleepy-head. Don't you remember we're supposed to be meeting the others for pizza?" Taichi questioned, looking at his friend with worry. Daisuke involuntarily shivered and groaned, disgruntled that his sleep had been disturbed by his senpai. Sitting up, he sighed heavily.
"That's today? For fu-"
"Hey! Mind your language Dai," Taichi cut him off abruptly and raised a smooth hand to silence him, "it's not my fault you forgot. Now get up, get showered and get dressed. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me," he said, walking out. Daisuke scowled but then smiled briefly, thinking about his friend's fondness for food, before getting up and heading into the bathroom.
Gazing into the small mirror, Daisuke analysed his face. "Damn, I need a shave," he thought, running his caramel fingers over the stubble that had grown. Whilst attempting to remember the last time he had actually shaved, Daisuke caught a glance of his eyes, still bloodshot and swollen from last night at the Blue Cap. "They've lost their glow," Kaori had commented, which had puzzled Daisuke, "why would she comment on my eyes?" The brunette groaned and, remembering his wounds, carefully reapplied the plasters which had become on unstuck on his arms following the shower. Rolling down his sleeves, he debated whether or not to shave, deciding not to after he heard Taichi shouting at what the hell was taking him so long.
"Rocking the biker look today I see," Taichi observed, grinning down at the shorter man with interest.
"Huh?" Daisuke glanced up, not quite understanding the statement.
"The stubble," Taichi grinned further, "you look like you haven't shaved in a month. I'm surprised it's not a beard yet!"
"Yes well, not everyone has hair that grows as much and as wildly as yours Taichi," the younger man said shortly. Taichi shrugged, but he noticed Daisuke's offhanded tone.
They were walking through the streets of Odaiba, and although it was four o'clock the sun was still shining brightly, casting a golden glow down on the town and creating shadow where buildings and trees allowed. Daisuke inhaled the floral air, the smell of lilac and rose petal wafting through him in response, as he gazed at the sea of faces around him - children screaming, teenagers chatting, mothers yelling, students studying, and… "lovers kissing," he noted sadly, looking away. Daisuke furrowed his brows in frustration as he looked ahead, "why the hell am I even going to this meet-up? What if he's there? What if everyone knows what happened between us? Has he told anyone? I haven't told anyone. Does he think about me? Oh God, why am I going today? I can't face seeing people…"
"Dai… Daii… DAI!"
"Huh!" Daisuke said once more, breaking out of his thoughts and turning to look at his companion. Taichi sighed lightly, but he wasn't angry at the nineteen year old, just concerned.
"I asked why I, or anyone else for that matter, hasn't seen you for so long?"
"Oh… umm… you know, work and study and stuff…" Daisuke said softly, but internally he panicked that Taichi had asked the question he was so unprepared for. The older boy lifted an eyebrow.
"Work you say? Hm…" Taichi surveyed his friend carefully. Although everyone thought he was an oblivious being, he did have a knack for reading people, "hey, it's what got me past Yama's cold exterior and into his warm one after all," he smiled slightly, the corners of his brown eyes crinkling slightly as he did so. Suddenly, the wild haired boy stopped abruptly and stood still, causing Daisuke to also stop. He looked into the younger boy's eyes carefully, and although Daisuke felt uncomfortable at this he didn't prevent Taichi from doing so, because if he did, it would show him that something was wrong.
After a minute of staring, Daisuke laughed and shifted nervously, "What on earth are you doing, Tai?" But the elder kept staring at him, willing Daisuke to talk to him, and tell him what was on his mind.
"Something's wrong. Tell me." Taichi stated simply, finally releasing Daisuke from his gaze.
"There's nothi-"
"Tell me," Taichi repeated firmly. Daisuke's eyes darted around worriedly, unable to settle on Taichi's face. Finally, he sighed deeply. Despite the fact Daisuke rarely saw his senpai, he trusted him and hoped Taichi could help him get over Takeru. It had been months of pure hell, and Daisuke wasn't sure how much longer he could deal with it.
"Well…" and Daisuke began to tell the other tanned man about what had happened seven months ago, of course leaving the parts out about the Blue Cap and razor.
They carried on walking to the shopping centre in silence. "How the fuck could Takeru do this! It's so unlike him," Taichi fumed, vowing to have a serious talk with Yamato about his brother tonight. He looked at Daisuke and felt both anger and protectiveness. "Why the hell would he allow Takeru to treat him this way? Takeru's not even homophobic or anything!" he thought, confused as to why the bearer of hope had reacted that way. "Ergh!" Looking at Daisuke again, he grabbed him quickly and pulled him into a hug. Daisuke felt tears well up in his eyes as he tried to remember the last time anyone had tried to comfort him. Blinking fast, he wrapped his thinner arms around the taller man and returned the embrace with happiness. They pulled away soon after and continued walking, although one thing puzzled Daisuke though…
"Tai… how did you get into my house this morning?" The wild haired brunette just laughed and tapped his nose. He wasn't about to tell Daisuke he had come through an open window after all.
"Wow… he looked pretty awful," Sora commented. The original Digidestined, minus Takeru and plus Miyako and Iori, nodded in agreement. They were still sat in the pizza parlour, discussing Daisuke since he had left them ten minutes ago. Yamato slid up next to his boyfriend and played with his blond hair, twisting strands of it round his index finger - something which caught Taichi by surprise, "he never messes up his hair."
"This is so unlike T.K," Yamato murmurs, looking at the table. "You don't think he could be homoph-"
"No," Taichi stated firmly, "there's no way he could be. He accepts you and I now, doesn't he." Yamato said nothing, but his azure eyes held a gleam of sadness. In response, Taichi placed an arm around Yamato's pale, lithe body and looked at the others. "So… what should we do to help him? We can't have him upset like this can we, it's been long enough!" Just after Daisuke had left, Taichi had told the group about his problem, knowing they would want to help in any way they could. And he hadn't been wrong.
"Well…," Mimi began in her high pitched voice, placing her hand on Koushiro's and squeezing it tightly, "we could always try to get them together." Miyako agreed eagerly, as she always did when Mimi suggested an idea.
"We don't even know if he's homosexual Meems. How will that work if he isn't? And anyway, you heard what Tai said, Takeru took Dai's declaration in a very bad way, we can't just go round pushing them together," Jou commented, making the group sigh in realisation of this.
"Wait! We don't know for certain that he's straight! We could always get Yama to ask, then we can know for sure," Taichi smiled broadly, looking at his boyfriend with hope, who looked back at him, irritated.
"Won't that be a strange conversation? 'Hey T.K! Tell me, are you gay?' A bit random, no? You don't think he'll find it suspicious that I'm suddenly asking him about his preferences?" Yamato questioned, rolling his eyes.
"Well, just don't phrase it in that manner. Drop a hint or something, get him to tell you what he likes," Taichi replied, ignoring his boyfriend's edgy tone.
"Yeah, be subtle! You've always been good at that!" Mimi chimed in, happy she might get to play cupid again and hopefully match-make Daisuke and Takeru. "It'll be just like when I set up Jou and Sora," she thought happily, smiling.
"We could always do it this way," Koushiro said, running his fingers through his red hair, "we could get Yamato to ask Takeru if he's straight or gay, and as that could take a while, whilst he's doing that the rest of us could come up with a plan to get them together. By doing so, we are making the process quicker. I can't stand seeing Daisuke so disheartened…" Upon finishing his sentence, Mimi clapped and pecked her boyfriend on the cheek.
"That's such a perfect idea! You're so amazing!" she cooed, causing Koushiro's cheeks to match his hair colour.
"Yeah, although that's a great plan and all, what if T.K.'s not gay? Then what do we do?"
"Jou you're such a pessimistic! Worst comes to worst, T.K's not gay and we've come up with a plan we won't use. At least we could say we tried. I mean, you saw how rough and upset Dai looked earlier, this is putting a lot of strain on him!" Sora exclaimed. Taichi grinned and looked around the group.
"So! Do we all agree we'll do what Koushiro just said?" Every head nodded, even Jou's - albeit reluctantly. "Great!" Taichi smiled and he began dictating the tasks at hand, "so, my Yama, you will talk to T.K. about his sexuality whilst the rest of us come up with a plan to get them together. Hopefully, by the time we all meet up again, we'd have a plan in place and Yama would tell us the happy news that T.K is gay!"
"This is so exciting!" Mimi giggled, "by the time the year is up they will be together!"
Again, Yamato rolled his eyes, "Am I the only one who understands that Takeru might not be gay? He would have said if he was…" But he then smiled along with the others, as he, of course, also believed that Daisuke and Takeru would make a lovely couple - just like him and Taichi.
Again, I hope this chapter was good!
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