This is the second and final chapter to "Quicksand", a Yamashiro Yaoi. There's a lot more of it here, but I really don't see any need for an R rating. If PG-13 isn't high enough tell me in a review and I'll change it. Also honestly tell me what you think of it. I hope you like it. Also IDOD. (IDOD=I don't own Digimon.)
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Izzy rushed through the forest, branches occasionally brushing against his face roots occasionally tripping him up. He was extremely careful not to fall though, if his computer broke they would all be without use of one of the tools that had proved essential to their survival in this world. It was hard to see where he was going now, but he knew he was going in the right direction. Anytime now the trees would start thinning out and the ground would slope upward. The urgency to contact Gennai, which everyone was counting on him to do, along with the frustration caused by his feelings toward Matt, made him push harder and faster toward his goal.
No one seemed to understand how he felt. Then again, no one ever asked. It seemed enough for everyone to keep to themselves and lash out whenever anyone tried to get close to them. By now everyone had come to the conclusion that he was just a computer geek and naturally quiet. If they only knew, Izzy thought. He knew he was an introverted person, but he truely wanted to reach out to others and get to know them intimately. He wanted them, needed them to do the same to him, but it seemed like an emotion no one else shared. He didn't dislike Tai or his leadership, he saw it as necessary for their survival, but wished that he would slow down and just be his friend for once. Mimi and Joe never stopped complaining to have a decent conversation with him. They were nice, but seemed just as socially messed up as him, in different ways, of course. T.K. and Kari were cute kids, but that's all they were to Izzy. He needed friends his own age, like Sora. She was so sweet and understanding, but he could never get close to her. Tai was always hanging on her, and it was obvious to everyone that he really liked her, everyone but Sora, that is. So he kept at it every day. "Man, Tai's a good guy", Izzy thought, "I shouldn't be so hard on him."
Matt was different from everyone though. He never lost his cool except when fighting with Tai. He looked out for his brother and would do anything for him. He usually kept to himself and seemed to be depressed a lot. They had that in common, as well as other things. They shared a common confusion about their relationship with their parents. Matt's mom and dad had a bad divorce a few years ago, and Izzy's had died in a car accident when he was very young. There had been times they had talked about it together, and Izzy always felt better afterwards. He hoped that Matt felt the same way. They had also found their crests together, the only two of the group to find theirs in the same place. Was there any reason their crests, symbolizing knowledge and friendship, were together at the bottom of that well? Izzy hadn't seen any connection yet...
He didn't know when he first had feelings for Matt, but it was wasn't long after they had arrived in the Digiworld. He knew him for a short time at camp but didn't get to talk to him much. There was just something about him, his sensitivity, his looks, his understanding...he was just such a good listener and always the voice of reason. Without his objections Tai might have lead them off the edge of a cliff many times. It wasn't like they were enemies though, whenever they weren't fighting they acted like best friends. He was a really loving person too. T.K. seemed like his world. If anything happened to him...Izzy shuddered to think what Matt might do. And what would he do without Matt? How could he tell him how he felt? What would Matt say? There was no way that he felt the same, Izzy thought, but he had to tell him, no matter what the consequences to their friendship would be.
The trees began thinning out ahead of him, and soon Izzy reached an area relatively clear of them. Beyond this open space was the hill which wouldn't take long to climb. He wondered if anyone had even noticed he was gone as he ran through the clearing. It wasn't easy going, as there were plenty of muddy patches of ground. Besides getting his shoes a little dirty he was almost to the hill, when he stopped. Ahead of him was a large mudpit that looked very unstable. He'd have to walk around it, he thought, as he surveyed the small mountain in front of him. He tried to pick up his feet but found them lodged in the soft earth. Izzy looked down and saw that his feet were slowly sinking into the ground. He pulled his right foot out but put all his weight on his left, watching as it sank down into the mud. He was stuck up to his ankle in it and tried his hardest to pull himself out. His right foot sank just as deep as his left, which was even deeper now.
This ground certainly wasn't stable, he thought. He squirmed in the mud but couldn't get free. Izzy pumped his legs as hard as he could to get out, but instead of getting himself out, he only managed to sink up to his knees in the mud.
"Ok Izzy..." he said to himself. He knew he was panicking whenever he would talk to himself. "This is quicksand. Don't struggle or you'll just sink faster." He looked around for something to grab onto and saw a small tree about six feet away. He reached for it but it was well out of his grasp. What could he do? Izzy's mind raced and he got an idea. He took his backpack holding his laptop off. Maybe, just maybe, he thought, I can swing this onto one of the branches and pull myself out. His knowledge about quicksand wasn't holding out though, since he continued sinking. He was almost up to his thighs in the thick mud now.
"Alright, here goes nothing.." He undid one of the straps on his bag and held onto it tight. He swung his bag in the air and watched as it miraculously caught onto the tree branch by it's other strap. It seemed secure and Izzy pulled on it. Little by little it seemed like his body was being pulled from the muck. The mud was loosening it grip on him when all of a sudden Izzy heard a dreadful noise. The branch was cracking. With one last tug Izzy tried to pull himself out, but instead the brach finally gave, and Izzy's laptop fell harmlessly to the ground. His body sank back into the mud, and he was now up to his waist in the quicksand. He was exhausted and trapped.
"Help!" he screamed. No one can hear me, he thought. Why did he have to go off by himself? He should have listened to Tai, he always knew better. He struggled in the mud, trying to get out, but it was no use. He was almost up to his chest in the quagmire now, and it seemed only like it was a matter of time. He felt like crying knowing he'd never get to say goodbye to anyone, not to any of his friends or the Digimon, not to his adoptive parents who loved him so much, not to Tentomon, not to Matt... They'd probably look for him, but they'd never find him. He started to cry...this was the end.
"Izzy!"
He recognized that voice. It was Matt! He blinked back the tears and saw him running from across the clearing.
"Matt I'm over here!" he yelled. "Be careful there's quicksand everywhere!"
Matt ran to him and carefully tested the ground in between them. He got down on his stomach and streched out to Izzy. "Grab my hand!" he pleaded.
Izzy stretched and took Matt's hand. He was up to his armpits in the mud and wondered if there was anything Matt could do. He didn't want to pull Matt in with him either. He took Matt's hand and tried to pull himself out. He could feel the muscles in Matt's arms flexing as his friend pulled with all of his might. The ground Matt was on stayed firm, and Izzy could feel his body slowly coming free from the mud. He felt the mud let go of the soles of his shoes as he was almost out to his waist.
"Don't let go of me!" Matt yelled as he pulled. Izzy was too tired and too afraid to say anything back. Soon he could move his feet and kicked free of the mud. His body was completely out now, and Matt pulled him to solid ground. The two friends laid on the ground, out of breath. Izzy's body was caked in mud.
"Why...why did you...why'd you run off like that?" Matt asked him, out of breath.
"I had to get to the top of the hill." Izzy replied, just as tired and still shaken. "I had to contact Gennai."
Matt looked at Izzy's backpack lying on the ground next to them. "Why didn't you wait? I would have gone with you." They sat on the ground and caught their breath for a minute.
"Matt, you saved my life." Izzy said.
"Yeah, I guess so." Matt replied. "I don't know what I would have done without you."
Those words made Izzy's heart skip a beat. "Matt...I love you."
Matt looked up at him. "Yeah, I know...I love you too Izz." he said with a smile. It was hard to know what he meant by that. Did he really mean it, and if he did, just how? "Izzy..." Matt slowly began to say as he brushed his blond hair out of his eyes.
"Yeah Matt?" Izzy looked up hopefully.
"I...really love you...you...you know what I mean...when I saw that you were gone I had to go and try to find you...I don't know what I would have done if I lost you..." Matt said, trailing off. Izzy couldn't believe his ears. Did Matt really mean it? There was only one way to find out. Matt looked down like he was already regretting telling him.
"Matt?" Izzy asked him, inching his way closer. Matt didn't say anything. "You mean all that?"
Matt looked up, maybe a little suprised. "Yeah...I do."
"I've wanted to tell you for so long that...that I feel the same way." Izzy said. Matt's expression changed from that of dread to total suprise.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Matt asked.
"I..I don't know. I thought you wouldn't feel the same way." Izzy said. They stared at each other for a minute as they laid on the ground together. Izzy moved closer to Matt, so close that his muddy body was almost touching Matt's. He slowly leaned closer to him and was suprised to see that Matt was doing the same. Their lips touched and they kissed. It was something that he'd wanted to do for the longest time, but it was better than he'd ever dreamed as he looked into those pretty blue eyes that he'd dreamed about. Matt smiled and put his hands around Izzy when suddenly they heard Izzy's laptop beeping. It was good to hear that somehow Gennai had found them, but why now? Reluctantly, Izzy pulled away from Matt and opened his laptop.
"Hello Izzy?" It was Gennai.
"Yes Gennai? We got a message from you before but you got cut off." Izzy replied to him.
"Yeah, are you ok?" Matt asked him.
"Oh, don't worry about me...it's just that my cable seems to be out and I can't get HBO to come in. Do you think that you could..." That was all that he got to say as Izzy shut his laptop screen and put his computer back in his bag.
"Well, that's Gennai for you..." Matt said cooly. Even after this he could still keep his sense of humor. Izzy nudged up against him and Matt put his arm around him. "What are we going to do now?" he asked.
"Well, I guess whatever we want." Izzy realized. "You know, I could use another kiss. Who knows when we'll be alone again?"
"Well, I think there will be other times..." Matt said as he pulled Izzy back to him and pecked him on the cheek. "Just promise you'll be there for me? Ok."
Izzy looked him in the eyes. "Always Matt. You know that." They kissed again. "Should we tell everyone else?"
"Maybe later. No need to right now." Matt put his hand on Izzy's shoulder and Izzy laid his head on Matt's. They sat quietly until they watched the sun set, when they got up and walked hand-in-hand back to their camp. Everyone ran to them, asking them where they were and why they were so muddy. They told them what happened, all except for certain things that they chose to keep to themselves. Izzy and Matt now knew why they found their crests together, and knew that no matter what happened to them, they would always have a friend to reach out to. As everyone slept that night Matt and Izzy laid next to each other.
"I love you Izzy." Matt said quietly, his blue eyes sparkling from the light of their fire.
"I love you too Matt." Izzy whispered. For the first time since he came to the Digiworld he fell asleep happy, knowing that the boy he loved secretly for so long now knew the truth, and that he loved him back just as much.
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Izzy rushed through the forest, branches occasionally brushing against his face roots occasionally tripping him up. He was extremely careful not to fall though, if his computer broke they would all be without use of one of the tools that had proved essential to their survival in this world. It was hard to see where he was going now, but he knew he was going in the right direction. Anytime now the trees would start thinning out and the ground would slope upward. The urgency to contact Gennai, which everyone was counting on him to do, along with the frustration caused by his feelings toward Matt, made him push harder and faster toward his goal.
No one seemed to understand how he felt. Then again, no one ever asked. It seemed enough for everyone to keep to themselves and lash out whenever anyone tried to get close to them. By now everyone had come to the conclusion that he was just a computer geek and naturally quiet. If they only knew, Izzy thought. He knew he was an introverted person, but he truely wanted to reach out to others and get to know them intimately. He wanted them, needed them to do the same to him, but it seemed like an emotion no one else shared. He didn't dislike Tai or his leadership, he saw it as necessary for their survival, but wished that he would slow down and just be his friend for once. Mimi and Joe never stopped complaining to have a decent conversation with him. They were nice, but seemed just as socially messed up as him, in different ways, of course. T.K. and Kari were cute kids, but that's all they were to Izzy. He needed friends his own age, like Sora. She was so sweet and understanding, but he could never get close to her. Tai was always hanging on her, and it was obvious to everyone that he really liked her, everyone but Sora, that is. So he kept at it every day. "Man, Tai's a good guy", Izzy thought, "I shouldn't be so hard on him."
Matt was different from everyone though. He never lost his cool except when fighting with Tai. He looked out for his brother and would do anything for him. He usually kept to himself and seemed to be depressed a lot. They had that in common, as well as other things. They shared a common confusion about their relationship with their parents. Matt's mom and dad had a bad divorce a few years ago, and Izzy's had died in a car accident when he was very young. There had been times they had talked about it together, and Izzy always felt better afterwards. He hoped that Matt felt the same way. They had also found their crests together, the only two of the group to find theirs in the same place. Was there any reason their crests, symbolizing knowledge and friendship, were together at the bottom of that well? Izzy hadn't seen any connection yet...
He didn't know when he first had feelings for Matt, but it was wasn't long after they had arrived in the Digiworld. He knew him for a short time at camp but didn't get to talk to him much. There was just something about him, his sensitivity, his looks, his understanding...he was just such a good listener and always the voice of reason. Without his objections Tai might have lead them off the edge of a cliff many times. It wasn't like they were enemies though, whenever they weren't fighting they acted like best friends. He was a really loving person too. T.K. seemed like his world. If anything happened to him...Izzy shuddered to think what Matt might do. And what would he do without Matt? How could he tell him how he felt? What would Matt say? There was no way that he felt the same, Izzy thought, but he had to tell him, no matter what the consequences to their friendship would be.
The trees began thinning out ahead of him, and soon Izzy reached an area relatively clear of them. Beyond this open space was the hill which wouldn't take long to climb. He wondered if anyone had even noticed he was gone as he ran through the clearing. It wasn't easy going, as there were plenty of muddy patches of ground. Besides getting his shoes a little dirty he was almost to the hill, when he stopped. Ahead of him was a large mudpit that looked very unstable. He'd have to walk around it, he thought, as he surveyed the small mountain in front of him. He tried to pick up his feet but found them lodged in the soft earth. Izzy looked down and saw that his feet were slowly sinking into the ground. He pulled his right foot out but put all his weight on his left, watching as it sank down into the mud. He was stuck up to his ankle in it and tried his hardest to pull himself out. His right foot sank just as deep as his left, which was even deeper now.
This ground certainly wasn't stable, he thought. He squirmed in the mud but couldn't get free. Izzy pumped his legs as hard as he could to get out, but instead of getting himself out, he only managed to sink up to his knees in the mud.
"Ok Izzy..." he said to himself. He knew he was panicking whenever he would talk to himself. "This is quicksand. Don't struggle or you'll just sink faster." He looked around for something to grab onto and saw a small tree about six feet away. He reached for it but it was well out of his grasp. What could he do? Izzy's mind raced and he got an idea. He took his backpack holding his laptop off. Maybe, just maybe, he thought, I can swing this onto one of the branches and pull myself out. His knowledge about quicksand wasn't holding out though, since he continued sinking. He was almost up to his thighs in the thick mud now.
"Alright, here goes nothing.." He undid one of the straps on his bag and held onto it tight. He swung his bag in the air and watched as it miraculously caught onto the tree branch by it's other strap. It seemed secure and Izzy pulled on it. Little by little it seemed like his body was being pulled from the muck. The mud was loosening it grip on him when all of a sudden Izzy heard a dreadful noise. The branch was cracking. With one last tug Izzy tried to pull himself out, but instead the brach finally gave, and Izzy's laptop fell harmlessly to the ground. His body sank back into the mud, and he was now up to his waist in the quicksand. He was exhausted and trapped.
"Help!" he screamed. No one can hear me, he thought. Why did he have to go off by himself? He should have listened to Tai, he always knew better. He struggled in the mud, trying to get out, but it was no use. He was almost up to his chest in the quagmire now, and it seemed only like it was a matter of time. He felt like crying knowing he'd never get to say goodbye to anyone, not to any of his friends or the Digimon, not to his adoptive parents who loved him so much, not to Tentomon, not to Matt... They'd probably look for him, but they'd never find him. He started to cry...this was the end.
"Izzy!"
He recognized that voice. It was Matt! He blinked back the tears and saw him running from across the clearing.
"Matt I'm over here!" he yelled. "Be careful there's quicksand everywhere!"
Matt ran to him and carefully tested the ground in between them. He got down on his stomach and streched out to Izzy. "Grab my hand!" he pleaded.
Izzy stretched and took Matt's hand. He was up to his armpits in the mud and wondered if there was anything Matt could do. He didn't want to pull Matt in with him either. He took Matt's hand and tried to pull himself out. He could feel the muscles in Matt's arms flexing as his friend pulled with all of his might. The ground Matt was on stayed firm, and Izzy could feel his body slowly coming free from the mud. He felt the mud let go of the soles of his shoes as he was almost out to his waist.
"Don't let go of me!" Matt yelled as he pulled. Izzy was too tired and too afraid to say anything back. Soon he could move his feet and kicked free of the mud. His body was completely out now, and Matt pulled him to solid ground. The two friends laid on the ground, out of breath. Izzy's body was caked in mud.
"Why...why did you...why'd you run off like that?" Matt asked him, out of breath.
"I had to get to the top of the hill." Izzy replied, just as tired and still shaken. "I had to contact Gennai."
Matt looked at Izzy's backpack lying on the ground next to them. "Why didn't you wait? I would have gone with you." They sat on the ground and caught their breath for a minute.
"Matt, you saved my life." Izzy said.
"Yeah, I guess so." Matt replied. "I don't know what I would have done without you."
Those words made Izzy's heart skip a beat. "Matt...I love you."
Matt looked up at him. "Yeah, I know...I love you too Izz." he said with a smile. It was hard to know what he meant by that. Did he really mean it, and if he did, just how? "Izzy..." Matt slowly began to say as he brushed his blond hair out of his eyes.
"Yeah Matt?" Izzy looked up hopefully.
"I...really love you...you...you know what I mean...when I saw that you were gone I had to go and try to find you...I don't know what I would have done if I lost you..." Matt said, trailing off. Izzy couldn't believe his ears. Did Matt really mean it? There was only one way to find out. Matt looked down like he was already regretting telling him.
"Matt?" Izzy asked him, inching his way closer. Matt didn't say anything. "You mean all that?"
Matt looked up, maybe a little suprised. "Yeah...I do."
"I've wanted to tell you for so long that...that I feel the same way." Izzy said. Matt's expression changed from that of dread to total suprise.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Matt asked.
"I..I don't know. I thought you wouldn't feel the same way." Izzy said. They stared at each other for a minute as they laid on the ground together. Izzy moved closer to Matt, so close that his muddy body was almost touching Matt's. He slowly leaned closer to him and was suprised to see that Matt was doing the same. Their lips touched and they kissed. It was something that he'd wanted to do for the longest time, but it was better than he'd ever dreamed as he looked into those pretty blue eyes that he'd dreamed about. Matt smiled and put his hands around Izzy when suddenly they heard Izzy's laptop beeping. It was good to hear that somehow Gennai had found them, but why now? Reluctantly, Izzy pulled away from Matt and opened his laptop.
"Hello Izzy?" It was Gennai.
"Yes Gennai? We got a message from you before but you got cut off." Izzy replied to him.
"Yeah, are you ok?" Matt asked him.
"Oh, don't worry about me...it's just that my cable seems to be out and I can't get HBO to come in. Do you think that you could..." That was all that he got to say as Izzy shut his laptop screen and put his computer back in his bag.
"Well, that's Gennai for you..." Matt said cooly. Even after this he could still keep his sense of humor. Izzy nudged up against him and Matt put his arm around him. "What are we going to do now?" he asked.
"Well, I guess whatever we want." Izzy realized. "You know, I could use another kiss. Who knows when we'll be alone again?"
"Well, I think there will be other times..." Matt said as he pulled Izzy back to him and pecked him on the cheek. "Just promise you'll be there for me? Ok."
Izzy looked him in the eyes. "Always Matt. You know that." They kissed again. "Should we tell everyone else?"
"Maybe later. No need to right now." Matt put his hand on Izzy's shoulder and Izzy laid his head on Matt's. They sat quietly until they watched the sun set, when they got up and walked hand-in-hand back to their camp. Everyone ran to them, asking them where they were and why they were so muddy. They told them what happened, all except for certain things that they chose to keep to themselves. Izzy and Matt now knew why they found their crests together, and knew that no matter what happened to them, they would always have a friend to reach out to. As everyone slept that night Matt and Izzy laid next to each other.
"I love you Izzy." Matt said quietly, his blue eyes sparkling from the light of their fire.
"I love you too Matt." Izzy whispered. For the first time since he came to the Digiworld he fell asleep happy, knowing that the boy he loved secretly for so long now knew the truth, and that he loved him back just as much.