Author notes: ok, so this would actually be chapter 3.5 XD mainly because i want to have a more-less constant chapter length so yeah, what i said would happen at the end of last update will not happen until the official chapter 4 hehe, sorry about that, please read and review, reviews make me happy :) oh~ and enjoy, most important of all enjoy~ ^.^
Disclaimer: Digimon is not mine, Duh! XD
Takaishi closed the back of the car and opened the side door for me to slide in. "We can go to my place then," He said closing my door and going to the other side to climb in himself "I live alone so we won't be bothering anyone" he added turning the engine on and starting to get out of the parking lot "and if it gets too late you can just call Daisuke and stay for the night"
Too convenient now that I think about it, but at the moment it seemed just right, Daisuke had been the first one to speak with me after the whole Digimon Kaiser fiasco but somehow Takeru had just always been there, even if I didn't like him much and even if I wasn't sure if he liked me at all, he had been the one to call the ambulance when I had a breakdown and tried to take my life, he could have just let me die but for some reason he didn't, even now I wonder why he didn't... specially at times like now where I'm a ball of nerves and that I'm looking at the clock unstoppably, and having my heart go out of my chest at every passing second I wonder why did he save me... perhaps it was to make me sink even deeper later on.
We where silent all the way to Takaishi's apartment building, he didn't seemed bothered by the silence and I didn't have anything to talk about with him so it didn't strikeme as odd that we didn't talk at all until he announced we had arrived. He opened the door for me and even refused help with the bags, I felt a bit weird with so many attentions but it didn't feel bad at all "We're here," He said opening the door and flickering the lights on "Welcome to my home Ken." No teasing this time and I was glad about it, I even considered that he might not be that bad after all, his home was clean and simple, nice at first sight but... well, the white walls had nothing but a black and white clock and some minimalism paintings on the same 'color' scheme, the black leather coach sits over the black and white rug where a black coffee table also stands... the lamps and curtains are the same, after a bit of contemplating I felt like in a black and white movie, the only thing that has a hint of color was Takahashi himself, and only his hair and eyes because - even if I hadn't noticed before- he was wearing a black turtleneck shirt and black jeans with black shoes, even his skin looked a bit too white with the contrast to his clothes.
"Wow," I exclaimed looking for the right thing to say "so...colorful" I say still looking around and he chuckles while he locks the door and places the keys in a crystal bowl next to the entrance, the bowl is over a little side table -black in case you couldn't guess- and is the only thing besides a foot lamp that decorates the hallway.
"Is it not?" Takahashi answers my comment with a rhetorical question that even I find amusing and for the first time I smile at him "Wait until you see the kitchen" he says smiling back and leading the way to the monochromatic room, white fridge, black and white stove, black cabinets... not Takahashi at all "Isn't it lovely?" he asked with a tingle of irony on his voice and I couldn't help but chuckle at his self criticism.
"Yes, lovely indeed," I say playing along, feeling somehow at ease even if Takeru's smile is still the same bright and innocent one and not really a smirk like the one that displays on my face "So very like you Takaishi." I joke and start taking things out of the bags as Takaishi stares at me for a bit, strangely serious all of a sudden.
"What is it?" I ask a bit worried when I notice his seriousness "Did I do something wrong?" I ask looking back at him, Takaishi is leaning against a wall, looking at me intently, he's making me nervous so I take a loose strand of hair from my face and accommodate it behind my ear unconsciously, he says nothing so I turn around again to avoid looking at him any longer and continue taking things out of the bag, trying to act casual but I can feel his eyes on me and somehow the fact that we are alone makes me even more self conscious.
"Is nothing" Takaishi says finally moving from his place and opening some doors to take out the recipients and utensil to make the cake "Is just that..." he makes a pause to look at me again and I turn my face to him questioningly, what is it that's bothering him so much to get this serious? "You are so beautiful" he says in a whisper and reaches his hand up to my face, caressing my cheek softly with the back of his hand, his actions send shivers down my spine and I'm frozen on the spot, looking at him wide eyed and confused, surely I heard wrong, did he just call me beautiful? and what is his hand doing in my cheek? why is he standing so close to me? this isn't right, this isn't right at all, I feel dizzy and my face feels unbelievably hot... What the hell is going on? just as I am lost in thought he burst in to a laughing fit "My god, you should see your face right now." He mocks me and I feel my face burn even more as the embarrassment is replaced by anger. How dare he!
"Shut up" I tell him and snatch the recipient from his hands, starting to measurethe flour and sugar for the cake as my face just won't cool down and he tries to control his laughter.
"Ah, I'm sorry ken, but seriously" he says with teary eyes from so much laughter as he helps me prepare the filling for the cake "we've known each other for nine years now and you still call me by my last name, you are just unbelievable!" he says finishing his task almost at the same time I finish mine and he takes the cake mix from my hands to inspect it, he add a bit more flour and mixes it until it looks soft and silky and I almost forget I'm mad at him when he places it on the oven.
"Well," I respond with my face a bit flushed still "for all that long you have always smiled even if you didn't feel like it, how can I say I trully know you? It all feels like a big charade" I say truthfully and look at Takaishi just in time to see his sunshine smile crawl to his lips once more but there is something unsettling in his eyes "and you didn't have to call me beauthiful just to have a laught about it afterwards" I say a bit indignated, ignoring little feeling of fear I get when I catch a glimpse of what could be malice on the way he's looking at me now.
"I'll stop smiling like this if you stop calling me by my last name" He sais with his smile in place and that look on his eyes that my whole body screams to beware of but that I simply keep ignoring.
"And how should I call you?" I ask starting to clean up the kitchen.
"How about Takeru?" He says as I finish cleaning and turn around to find him still smiling as usual. I let out a sigh and cross my arms over my chest, he is looking at me from the other end of the kitchen, leaning on a wall and with his arms crossed as well.
"All right" I say closing my eyes and taking in a deep breath before opening them away "And how about you stop making fun of me with fake compliments as well? Takeru?" His name feels strange on my lips but the effect is almost instant, the sunshine smile that had been plastered in to his face ever since I've known him becomes a smirk - a very sensual smirk I must say - the very same moment I say his name.
"Who said they where fake?" he asks closing the dispance between us with a couple steps and I feel my face starting to get hot once more.
"T-they are" I say starting to blush as he careses my cheek with the back of his hand once more "Who would think I'm beautiful?" I ask turning my face away from him in a swift motion, making my hair fall over my face.
"I do" Takeru says moving his hand under my chin softly and making me look at him again, his half lided eyes and the playful smirk on his lips make my hearts beat faster even if I know this is wrong "You ARE beautiful" He says holding my face up between his thumb and index finger and inching closer to me.
"I-I..." I'm at a loose for words, this is wrong, this is more than wrong, this is repulsive but somehow I can't help but blush and stay still as he brushes his lips softly against mine, is nothing more than a soft touch, barely notisable but for his breathing so close to mine "I..." I try to regain some of my sense of self but he is too close to let me think straight and his lips are so close to mine, barely milimeters appart... I want him to hold me close but as i'm about to give in and close the distance again something comes to my mind "Daisuke" I say clinging to the name like a lifesaver and it somehow works for I push Takeru away that same intant "It's late, I need to call Daisuke" Takeru looks annoyed, even mad but I don't care, This is wrong and I need to phone Daisuke, he must be home by now "Can I use your phone?" I ask trying to act as if nothing happened even if I know something did.
Takeru points at the livingroom and I hurry up to take the cordless phone and dial, I don't see Takeru going after me until I feel his arms wraped around my waist from behind and his head on my shoulder, I want to protest but Daisuke answers the phone before I can say anything to Takeru "Hello?" I can hear Daisuke's sweet voice from the other end of the line.
"Hi! Daisuke!" I say trying to break from Takeru's embrace as silently as I can but he's stronger than I thought and his breathing on my neck distracts me from the task at hand, only Daisuke's voice at the other end of the phone keeps me sane at the moment.
"Ken? Is that you? Where are you?" His voice sounds a bit worried an it makes me feel guilty.
"I went out to get you something" I say not trying t break away from Takeru's embrace anymore and forgething completly about his existence, I just smile sweetly for Daisuke instead "Is a suprice for tomorrow"
I can feel Daisuke smiling at me from the other end and my world couldn't be more perfect "will you be home soon?" he asks in a whisper, he wants me to be there, I know it, I just know it.
"Actually, could you come pick me up? I'm at Takeru's" I ask still smiling I can't even feel when Takeru takes his head off my shoulder because i'm in my own happy little world at the moment, great mistake, I realize this as I feel Takeru's hot tounge tracing the length of my ear and I let out a sharp gasp.
"what happened?" I hear Daisuke ask before Takeru takes the phone off my hands, still holding me close with his free arm.
"Nothing happened" I hear him say to Daisuke on the phone "I was just licking Ken's ear to see if I could seduct him, he's responding well so far" my face grows pale as I hear his words... what in the world is he thinking? Daisuke will be mad, oh god he will...
I can hear a soft laugther that resemble's Daisukes from somewhere far on my mind but I miss the rest of the conversarion, I have no idea of what's going on until I feel Takeru's lips on my neck and I Imnediatly pull away, as if repelled by the contact, holding the place he was kissing with my hand, looking at him as if it was the first time I saw him in my life "What the hell are you doing? Why did you tell Daisuke what you where doing?" I demand to know, i need to know. I need to know what did Dai said, what's going on and what am I going to do. I need to calm down and think but the croocked smile on Takeru's face and the lust on his eyes certainly did not calm me.
"Don't worry, Ken, It was a double bluff, he'll never belive I'll do anything to you after telling him what I plan so openly" Takeru says in a deep calm voice as he put's the phone down and I can't help giving a couple steps back when he aproaches me "Come on Ken," he says with a soft laugh " I'll take you home in the morning, Dai-chan alredy agreed to that" he says with the same croocked smile upon his lips as he tries to brush my cheek with the back of his hand again and I jerk away only to find Takeru grabing me by the hair "now, now, ken..." He says pulling me closer, almost hurting me "I've been very patient with you but I'm tired of games, I'll go check on that cake and when I get back I expecet you to be more..." a dark chucle emanates from his troath and I tremble at this "cooperative" he says smirking, finally letting me go and leaving me shaking from head to toe, not knowing what was going to happen at all.
Author notes: so this is oficially the end of chapter 3, though not the end of the memory precicely, next chapter there will be a bit of lime (not sure if it's enough to be called a lemon, but anyhow) thank you for reading and thank you to all the people who have reviewed and added this story to their favorites/Alerts. and thank you to those who've added me to their Favorite/Alerts authors / you are very much loved~!