ToD Chapter 4
Disclaimer: Digimon is not owned by me…Seriously.
A/N: Thank you new follower CelticMagic! Here's a new chapter. I hope it saturates your appetites for a few days. (Though am REALLY happy to think it won't. Not because I relish in your pain but because I'm really stoked you guys/girls like what I write.) Unhappily tomorrow is Monday, and you know what that means! The dreadedness of school.
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Recap: This time he fully frowns, thinking hard. I think, "He'll never guess, no one could guess who I like right now." Aloud I say, "You want a hint?"
He sighs, "No thanks, if it's you Tai, I'll find out soon enough." Another smile. "You never could keep a secret for very long."
He was right. He's always right. Just to prove it I did it then and there. I kissed Izzy Izumi.
But he didn't kiss me back.
Instead he sat there, stunned, as his controller clattered to the floor, cars forgotten.
I waited, watching for a response from him, my love. Finally, I got one, though it wasn't the one I was hoping for. He didn't blush cutely, or smile his wonderful smile, or give me a tender hug. Instead his eyes widened as he put a finger to the lips that I had just told of my love for him. The finger curled into a fist, and a tear rolled down his face. He got up and walked away to the bedroom, where he lay in what was Matt's sleeping bag, curled into a ball, and cried himself to sleep. Leaving me to listen and think and replay the scene in my head that always ended in both of our tears.
The next morning I woke up to Matt's screams, just as I thought I would have, and a smirk almost popped onto my face, before I remembered last night and saw the dry streaks of tears on Izzy's face as he sat up beside me. I hesitated before trying to say good morning to him but was interrupted.
"Don't talk to me right now," He whispered, looking into his lap, tightening his grip on the unraveled cocoon, "Let me think this through. Don't call either. I'll decide when I want to talk about, that."
I only nodded, understanding heavy in my heart. Then he walked away. He was the host after all, and was thus in charge of breakfast.
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A/N: Now even I want to know what happens next! I love what this is turning into and I hope you people do as well. So much so that even with school, I really want to churn out another chapter. Don't wait up though. And remember: There isn't a view counter thingy here I would love it if you could comment to let me know you're still reading. Comments + time = chapters.