Hello all!
This story hasn't been updated in three years! (scary! I know!) It was one of the first stories I started and I sort of deviated from it...sorry!
I've been revisiting some of my old works and decided to update this one! Lemme know what you think (sorry for the writer's block!).
DISCLAIMER! HINTS AT YAOI! AND i do not own the rights to Digimon or Kingdom Hearts (little baby Roxas...too cute!)
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Love,
Dauphine
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Chapter 4: Hope, Yet
Yamato finished his last lesson of the day in Greenwich with a 19 year old, horny male client who was learning how to play the guitar. Every time Yamato was at the pervert's house, he would say some cheesy or lame pick up line or make a repulsive innuendo about Yamato. Yamato really hated being there, but the client, Daisuke, did pay a premium for his lessons. It was just a little much for Yamato to handle sometimes.
"Good, the next chords are played like this," Yamato said leaning over his worn out acoustic guitar to demonstrate to Daisuke the next sequence of chords.
"That was so awesome, Matty," Daisuke spoke huskily to his instructor, "But I think I'm having a little difficulty remembering all those cords."
Daisuke inched his seat right next to Yamato's who was beginning to feel flustered again.
"What if I hold onto your hands to help memorize the sequence?" Daisuke whispered seductively snaking his muscular left arm around Yamato's small frame to rest his left hand over Yamato's hand on the neck of the guitar. His right hand came to rest on Yamato's right knee and his chin on Yamato's shoulder.
Yamato shuddered, held back the urge to vomit, and continued with the same cords again for Daisuke. Then, Yamato felt a warm, wet, soft tongue lick his neckline, and he forcibly stood up, trembling.
"Mr. Motomiya, I must be leaving now. I have to pick up my younger brother from school. Please, excuse me," Yamato shuddered with a squeaky voice grabbing his coat and scarf then proceeding to stuff his guitar back into its case.
"Oh, come on, Matty! How many times do I have to tell you to call me Davis?" Davis snapped in frustration, "Who said you could go? I don't think my lesson is finished."
Davis stood up, and in an instant, he was an inch from Yamato's face. He was half a foot taller than Yamato which did not help Yamato's intensifying fear of his student and himself. Davis was terrible because he was a total pervert, man whore, and incredibly sexy; he knew he was too.
His large, dark tan, muscular hands landed on Yamato's narrow, bony hips. It was like attaching a lead anchor onto Yamato's body making it hard to squirm, but he was also entranced by Davis's mahogany eyes and his burgundy-colored, short tufts of hair. They were standing so close together that Yamato could feel the large lump of Davis's groin expanding like a water balloon right above his very own twitching manhood. He repressed a moan emitting a low mewing noise instead. Yamato flushed fervently, but thwacked Davis's growing problem with just enough force to make Davis double over backing away. It wasn't enough to seriously injury, but it did cause Davis to become winded.
"HEY! You bitc-I mean, you're gonna have to pay me back with longer lessons for that one, Mr. Ishida," Davis grinned sadistically still hunched over in pain, "Playing hard to get only makes me hunger for you more!"
But Yamato paid no heed for he was already seeing himself out with his guitar and lesson book in hand. He half bolted to his blue Volkswagen loading his instruments and papers into the trunk, then hunkering into the driver's seat locking the doors. He peeled out of the isolated neighborhood of large mansions and made his way back onto the parkway. His color was only just starting to vanish turning cold white like the winter itself as he pulled back into the private school in Westport.
The students were just beginning to vacate the building going to their respective buses or to their awaiting parents to start the weekend. Yamato saw TK descending the stairs with Kari playing some sort of stop and go game where the word "Fermez!" meant "stop!" and "Allez!" meant go. The two young kids giggled the whole time continuing their innocent game. He got out of his vehicle to come and wait by the curb for his little brother. Yamato was glad that it was finally the weekend; he was greatly anticipating some space from his clients for the next two days.
"Yami!" TK called out as he stopped playing with Kari to run to his older brother and hug his legs dropping his little book bag. Kari followed TK up to Yamato and squeaked a "hello again!". Yamato smiled at the young girl, and TK withdrew from Yamato's legs to turn to his best friend.
"You should come play soccer with me and Yami tomorrow, Kari!" TK cried out excitedly.
"I'd love that!" Kari smiled back, "Could I bring my older brother, Taichi?"
"Can she and Taichi come, Yami? Pleeeeease!" TK asked with puppy-like eyes staring up at his older brother.
"How could I say no?" Yamato replied, "Of course they can."
"Thanks, Yami! You're the best!" TK exclaimed jumping up to hug Yamato. Yamato pulled him up to his arms hugging his little brother back sighing softly; Kari giggled.
At that moment, a black Mercedes S-class pulled up to the curb behind Yamato's car. Taichi jumped out of the driver's seat in a pair of grey sport pants, running sneakers, sweat bands, and a black tank top. He hurried over to his sister and went to pick her up into a hug.
"Kari! I'm so sorry that I'm late! I was working out and lost track of the time," Taichi apologized as Kari squirmed in his arms.
"Tai! Put me down! You smell!" Kari cried out but unable to stifle her giggling.
"Hey! That isn't very nice!" Tai said with his lower lip pouting at his younger sister, "I was working out! What did you expect?"
Kari kept on giggling and said, "Put me down, smelly!"
"Alright, but no treats for meanies!" Taichi countered setting his sister on the ground.
"Tai! Can we go to the park with TK and Mr. Ishida tomorrow to play soccer? Please?" Kari asked very politely.
"I don't know, you called me smelly…"
"TAI!" Kari cried out planting her hands on her hips.
"Kidding!" Tai continued while rubbing the back of his head, "We would love to go. What park and what time?"
"I'm taking TK to Sherwood Island around 11 in the morning tomorrow," Yamato responded anchoring TK on his left hip and taking the little boy's bag and throwing it over his right shoulder, "Then, I'm going to my friend Mimi's house around 2 to help her get ready for a some sort of premier in the city. I don't really know much about it other than she's got to get all done up. I think Sora will be there too, you're both more than welcome to come with TK and I."
"Sounds great," Taichi said with a smile.
Yamato was transfixed for a moment on Taichi's boyish facial features but utterly muscular, toned, athletic body. He felt color creeping back up his neck as he imagined what the soccer player's body looked like without the sweaty clothing. Yamato shuddered and shook his head slightly as if to shake off the thought.
Taichi noticed Yamato's strange behavior and cocked his head to the side slightly confused, "Should I bring something?"
"It's ok! We have a soccer ball and cones, and Yami always makes the best snacks!" TK nodded affirmatively.
"Does he now?" Taichi said looking from TK to Yamato.
Yamato flushed slightly, "Nothing exceptional, just some snacks for energy."
Yamato did not want to admit that he was bringing "snacks" because he couldn't really afford to take TK out to eat somewhere. Yamato did grocery shopping twice a month buying foods that were inexpensive, had long shelf lives and also had somewhat nutritional and substantial value.
"Alrighty then," Taichi spoke with sincerely, "Kari and I will be looking forward to it tomorrow. See you."
"Yah, see you," Yamato responded softly.
"Bye TK!" Kari cried out.
"Bye Kari!"
Taichi and Kari walked back over to the black Mercedes. Taichi got Kari situated in the back seat with her bag closing her door and sitting himself in the driver's seat. The car roared to life but quietly hummed as it accelerated off the school property. Yamato looked after the black car with curious thoughts crossing his mind. He was already worrying about what would happen tomorrow morning, but he dismissed it to help TK into the blue Volkswagen and proceeded to drive to Mimi's house to retrieve little Roxas.
That's all for now y'all! Love you all for reading and following my stories! any comments (good or bad) are always welcomed!
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Dauphine-Blossom Wildewood
