Warnings: offensive language/swearing, male/male pairing, mentions of non-consensual sex and molestation.
Disclaimer: Do not own Digimon or any of the characters used.
Author's Notes: Re-written, posted 2011-03-23.
Kouji's hands rested gently on Takuya's hips, kissing the brunette heatedly. One of Takuya's hands was cradling the back of Kouji's neck while the other one rested on one of Kouji's slim hips. Takuya nipped Kouji's lip gently, gazing into Kouji's stormy blue gaze with his own intense brown.
Takuya leaned back, breathing heavily. Kouji was sitting in between his legs, cramped close to the brunette in the front seat of Takuya's car. Takuya squeezed his hip softly as leaned in close to the dark haired boy for another kiss, his hand leaving Kouji's hip to wrap around his lower back and pull the other boy flush against him.
Kouji was getting used to the intimacy he shared with Takuya. At first it was harder for him to deal with the brunette touching him but now he craved the feeling of the other boy's tanned skin against his own. It made the butterflies go crazy.
"We're fogging the windows up," Takuya said as he pulled away from Kouji slightly, "How cliché is that?"
They were parked at an old drive through theatre, both of them cramped into the driver's side seat as they made out rather than pay attention to what was happening on screen. Kouji reached forward and turned the volume up so the sound of the movie was playing through the radio again.
Takuya dropped his hands down so they were wrapped around Kouji's waist loosely, and Kouji rested his head against Takuya's shoulder to watch the remainder of the movie. Takuya rested his chin on Kouji's shoulder and pressed a quick kiss into the pale skin of his neck. He felt a little self conscious with Kouji sitting in his lap - even though he was the one who coaxed the dark haired teen into it – because there was that lingering fear of someone from school seeing them. He was borrowing his parents car though, with the tinged windows (also slightly fogged) it would be hard for anyone to see in, but the thought of being caught always lingered on Takuya's mind.
Takuya took a deep breath and let it only slowly before he focused back on the movie. The days were passing quickly, and Takuya had a little over three weeks left with Kouji before the teen would be moving, and the thought made Takuya's stomach cramp. Kouji had told him that he would be visiting one weekend a month, sometimes two, and he'd talk to him as often as possible.
A part of Takuya wanted to kick and scream and never the other boy go, and another part of him was relieved. With Kouji gone he wouldn't have to worry about being caught, there would be no more fear on his part and he wouldn't need to worry about Kouji's feelings because he wouldn't be around to hear how Takuya's friends talked about him.
Takuya felt disgusted with himself for thinking that way, and he tightened his grip on Kouji's waist. Kouji raised a fine, dark eye brow at him in question and Takuya gave him a sheepish smile and a quick kiss.
"I don't wanna go to school tomorrow," Takuya said mournfully, resting his head on Kouji's shoulder.
"And you think I do?" Kouji asked, a slight smile on his face.
"I wish you could come to my game after school," Takuya said, exhaling deeply, referring to the semi final soccer qualifying match their school was hosting tomorrow night. "I wish I could just show you off to the world and….yeah," Takuya trailed off awkwardly. He could show Kouji off, it was his own fault that he wasn't.
Kouji didn't comment, just sighed. "I'm going to miss this," Kouji said softly. Takuya reached forward and turned the movie down.
"Miss what?" Takuya asked, pulling back to meet Kouji's eyes.
"This," Kouji said. "The closeness, you, everything. I've never felt so comfortable with myself before. I've always been so self conscious but you make me feel…" Kouji trailed off and stared into Takuya eyes.
"Hot, sexy, confident, beautiful, smart?" Takuya listed off, smiling faintly when Kouji's cheeks heated and turned faintly pink. "Because that's the way I see you."
"You're a sap, Takuya," Kouji said, pulling back and not meeting Takuya's eyes.
"Can't blame me if it's true," the brunette said, smiling as he leaned close to kiss Kouji.
Takuya grinned, pushing his shower damn hair off his forehead as he pulled his tee shirt down over his chest. The boys in the change rooms were loud; cocky in their triumph over the soccer team in the other change rooms down the hall. The game that night had gone well, with Fairfield, Takuya's team, winning 6-5. It had been tight, and Takuya was proud to say he had scored 2 of those goals.
What Takuya was most excited about though was the fact that their next game would be part of the biggest tournament Takuya had ever played in. If they managed to make it to the finals there would be talent scouts looking for college teams and the possibility of getting a full ride scholarship through college was a real possibility.
"We kicked their asses!" Josh, one of the more tolerable boys on the team, called out.
"What fags!" Kyle laughed, "All of them."
Takuya grit his teeth a little, but forced himself to laugh along and keep up appearances. He finished getting dressed and headed out with the group of guys, ignoring their offensive comments as he branched away from the group, brushing off their invites to go out and party.
He spotted his parent's car parked by the curb and he slipped into the passenger's seat.
"Hey dad," he said as he threw his stuff in the foot well between his feet.
"I saw the second half of the game," his father said gruffly, "Nice score you got there."
Takuya, as much as his father could bug him at time, glowed under his father's praise.
"You should have seen it dad," he said, animatedly, "I scored the first goal for our team tonight, it was so awesome."
"Always knew you were the best player on that field, what a group of sissies you played against. I bet more of them boys got on their knees for a spot on that team then actually had the talent for it."
"Dad!" Takuya snapped, scandalized. And this is where he lost all respect for his father again.
"What?" the man scoffed as he pulled into their driveway. "It's true."
Takuya just ignored him and moved on with the conversation. "What's for dinner tonight?"
"Your mom said we'd go out for dinner," his father said with a grin. "She and Shinya were at your game earlier but when I got there she headed home because she had a conference call at four thirty."
"I know," Takuya said as he shut the door behind him. "I saw them there."
"I'm proud of you, Takuya," Takuya felt pride wash over him. Sure, his father could be a bit of a dick at times, but who wasn't?
"Thanks dad," Takuya said, grinning at the older man.
Once Takuya and his family were all sitting down at the restaurant they decided to go to with their orders served, his mother turned to him.
"I forgot to mention that this weekend your father and I have a convention we need to go to in the States," she said after she took a drink of her water. "Shinya is staying with your grandparents, I wanted to know what you were going to do?"
"You're going to leave me home alone by myself?" Takuya asked, surprised and elated at the same time. "No grandma to come babysit?"
"You're almost eighteen," His father added, "I think we should be okay leaving you with the house alone for a little while."
"That's so not fair!" Shinya whined, glaring at Takuya. "Why do I have to stay with grandma?"
"When you're seventeen we'll let you stay at the house by yourself too," his mother said, giving him a sharp look that clearly said not to start trouble in the restaurant.
"No parties though," His father said, "Understand me?"
"Yes sir," Takuya knew that breaking his father's rules could be lethal.
While his parents broke off chattering about the convention Takuya's mind was wandering elsewhere. He would have the whole house to himself for a whole weekend. His first immediate thought was that he'd be able to make out with Kouji right in the living room if he pleased. He had thought about having sex before many times, but he never had the perfect opportunity to do it before now.
Obviously he would never bring sex up to Kouji though; he wasn't sure how well the dark haired teen would respond to it, with his past and all. Takuya flushed slightly, thinking about it. He was glad the lights were dimmed slightly so it would be harder to tell. He didn't know the first thing about having sex with another guy.
Sure, he had a vague idea but, if it ever came to that he would probably end up hurting Kouji because he wouldn't know what he was doing. He took a deep breath and took a bite of his hamburger. When he got the chance, Takuya was going to do some online research.
Takuya sat hesitantly in front of the computer, his hands hesitantly raised over the keyboard. He knew what he wanted to type into the Google search bar, he just wasn't sure if he was going to be able to. His stomach felt like it was one giant knot and he kept glancing towards the door to the family computer room even though he knew nobody was home. His father was still at work and his mother and Shinya were out at the neighbours.
He wouldn't get a better chance than this.
His hands felt clammy as he typed quickly, cursing as he messed up and had to go back and retype what he had been trying to say. There was a possibility of having sex in his future, but did her really need to look it up? Would he ever be brave enough to go that far with Kouji?
He didn't know, but he wanted to be prepared just in case. Who knew what would happen next weekend if Kouji was allowed to stay over? Takuya took a deep breath and hit enter, and clicked on the first article and read it through.
He was in the middle of the third web page when he heard the door open just down the hall and his little brother's voice. He jerked, immediately hitting the little red x in the top corner and shut the internet browser off and shut down the computer, hands shaking at nearly getting caught.
"Hey mom," he said casually as he came out of the office. "Brat," he said to his brother as Shinya walked past him. He kept walking towards the stairs and up to bedroom and he flopped back onto his bed, thinking a a certain dark haired teen all the while.
