Author's note: I am soooo sorry, Yama! Please forgive me! And to my readers, I am sorry. That was a little more than you all needed to know, but it makes the whole thing a little more...realistic? I don't know. This is part two. Ken told Yama that he and Daisuke know that the musician is gay.
Disclaimer: I am not real. Therefore YOU CAN'T SUE ME!!! Hahahahaha. That also means that I cannot own Digimon, or the characters herein. Thank you.
Warning: Yaoi and yuri. Deal with it, or get lost. Flames feed the fire for my place in eternity. Ask my sister:)
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: Impossible
Content: Kenato! Yaoi and yuri
"You what?" Yamato's voice was dead calm. Ken's normal casual demeanor disappeared as his face flushed bright red and he looked at the older boy with apprehension. "And you...lost?" A quick, jerky nod answered him.
Matt stood up quickly and looked down at the bowed head of Ichijouji. He doubted that the boy really knew what he had just admitted. Not only did Taichi know, but so did at least two of the younger children. And they hadn't freaked out?!
*Maybe I should just tell the rest of the guys. If Daisuke doesn't hate me, and Tai doesn't, most of the others won't either. Right?* Matt looked thoughtfully around the kitchen, his eyes unfocused as he planned the speech in his head.
Seeing the look, Ken slowly and silently stood up and backed out of the room. He didn't know Yamato that well, but his response was still unsettling. *His he mad, or not? T.K. was right when he said that his older brother was good at hiding*. He checked on the clothes in the washer and moved them into the dryer. As soon as his jacket was done, he'd leave. And none to slowly.
He turned and jumped. Matt stood watching him, his lean body settled against the door frame. Blue eyes looked him over, and finally met his. "What did Daisuke say?"
Ken shrugged and cleared his throat. "He thought it was okay, but he thought you were in love with Tai, and he doesn't think that Tai loves you -that- way." The older boy nodded slowly.
"What did you think?" His eyes were unreadable, his voice thoughtful and unruffled. Again, the blue-haired boy shrugged.
"To each his own, I guess. I agree with Dai, though. I don't think that it would work romantically between you and Tai. But not for the same reasons as him."
"And why wouldn't it work? We're best friends. We know each other inside-out. Hell, I even let him cook, -and- eat it!" Matt's voice was slightly defensive, but he wasn't that much into the argument. If you should happen to fall in love with someone of the same sex, and you have to 'come out', it's a little easier if it's your best friend. Less stress over their reaction.
"Because you two are...almost too compatible. You make great friends, but there's no...real connection mentally. Or maybe emotionally. Two people who are really close, and can read each other, sometimes find it harder to fall for the other person. There's no real...surprises in the relationship. I think." All of this was said with many pauses and twirling of the blue-violet locks.
Matt crossed his arms and studied Ken. Then he nodded. "I think you might have something there. I don't agree with all of that, but maybe a little. But wouldn't Tai and I make such a cute couple?"
Ken smiled slightly, keeping the pain that Matt's wistfulness had caused underwraps. "My jacket has a little before it's dry. After that, I'll let you "be. The last bus leaves at ten, and I'll catch it easily."
"What were your plans before you got stuck with me?" Yamato frowned slightly. *I forgot that Ken gave up the concert to watch me vomit and clean it up.*
"I was going to stay with Daisuke and Takeru and Iori at Iori's house. We rented movies, and bought microwaveable popcorn. Then Miyako and Hikari were supposed to sneak over so that we could play...Nevermind!" They had left the utility room, and were entering the living room, again. Ken had been relaxing as the distance between them increased, and hadn't realised what he was saying.
"My dad's away for the weekend. I was going to spend the night with Tai, Koushiro, and Jyou. Then Sora was going to come over and wring our necks for pranking her house at three in the morning." Ken drew his brows together questioningly. "We always do the same thing when we get together. Kind of a...tradition. We also call Mimi, but it's actually day there, so it's not really any fun."
"Miyako would think it was." He clapped a hand over his mouth. *That's the second third one today. If I talk anymore, I'll end up keeping nobody's secrets. Smooth move, Ichijouji!*
"She likes the Pink Demon, huh?" Matt laughed. "Mi-kun will be happy to hear that. She talks about Yolie constantly. It gets a little annoying. I've been after T.K. to get her number, so that she can call her, herself."
"Maybe that would shut Yolie up, too. We could but try." The two boys laughed as they dropped into chairs on opposite sides of the room. "Maybe...nevermind!"
"I let the last one go, but you're going to have to finish this one. What other things are you privy to?" Ken closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he fixed Yamato with a blank stare. "Don't try that crap on me, Ichijouji. Spill it, or I'll force you to eat Tai's supper!"
Ken sighed, then stuck his head out at the threat. He was really relaxed, something which normally only happened when he was around Daisuke and Miyako. "I can't. It's not my secret to tell. Sorry."
"That's all right, I understand." Matt yawned and leaned his head back. "Through narrowed eyes, he looked at the boy genius. "It wouldn't have anything to do with my brother and Iori, would it?"
"How did you...no don't bother answering that, it's pretty obvious how you know." Ken licked his bottom lip, leaning forward with an anticipatory gleam in his eyes. "Now that I've spilled two, you owe me one."
Yamato laughed, the sound echoing around the room and making Ken grin in response. Yama's laughter died down, and he looked at the ceiling. *God, that smile! He should really do that more often!* "All right. We were discussing Tai, and him not liking me like -that-. That's because he likes Jyou."
The younger boy's jaw dropped. "Excitable and impulsive Yagami Taichi, in love with reliable and steady Kido Jyou? That would be an exciting relationship. For Jyou."
"Your turn, again."
"Daisuke and Hikari. -She- even asked -him-. And he managed to say yes without biting his own foot off! Or without making too big an ass of himself."
Matt gasped. "Ken! That's the first time I have ever heard you cuss. You bad, bad boy. Tsk, tsk." In reply, Ken stuck his tongue out at him and rolled his eyes.
"Well, this bad boy is one up on you, because I already know about Sora and Koushiro. You owe me something now." He yawned and leaned back against the cushions, his expression assured and relaxed.
"Let's see. Out of twelve digi-destined, we have Tai and Jyou, Izzy and Sora, Mimi and Miyako, Iori and Takeru, Hikari and Daisuke. That only leaves two. One is admittedly gay, and the other is...any guesses?' Ken's eyes were wide open, his cheeks slightly pink. He shrugged.
*The other is pretty certain that this conversation is treading into dark waters. My parents would kill me if I brought home a guy as my date. The reporters would have a field day, too. School would be nearly impossible. Mom would finally have a valid reason for moving me into a public high school a year early.*
Yamato looked at the other as thoughts seem to cloud his amethyst eyes. There was uncertainty, fear, sadness, and more that a little denial. "Hey, maybe everyone could stay here tonight! Then Miyako could talk to Mimi, and we can all make fun of Tai together!"
The responsive smile was forced and small. "I think that everyone would agree. Daisuke brought the movies in a bag he was going to pick up when the concert was over. There are two action-movies, one thriller, a romantic comedy, and then theirs some stupid cartoon about funky animal trainers who travel and fight each other."
"Sounds interesting. What time is it? And when is everyone expected back?" They both yawned, then laughed together. "Sorry."
"No problem. It's been a long day. It's only nine fifteen. The others won't be back until around eleven, if not before." Another yawn, and Ken could feel his lids becoming heavy. "I think I made the wrong kind of tea."
*We're alone for another hour, and I can't even stay awake long enough to try to figure out if he likes me.* That thought was enough to make Yamato get up slowly and go into the kitchen. He pulled out a soda, made sure it had caffeine, and downed half without breathing. "Hey, Ken!"
"Yeah?" Yawn.
"Since we've paired off everyone else, why don't you tell me who you like?" He waited for an answer, but none came. When he walked back into the other room, it was empty. "Ken? Ichijouji?" *This is beginning to be too much. Dammit, Ken. Is it really that bad of an idea?*
He heard the dryer slam shut at the same time as a knock sounded on the door. He sighed and answered the door. Nine wet and unhappy teenagers tracked water tracks in their wakes as he shut the door behind them. "I'm not even asking."
"My jacket isn't...What the hell?!" Ken stopped just inside the doorway. "Daisuke? Taichi? What happened?"
Takeru, taking off his coat and pulling towels out for everyone, laughed at the identical expressions of his brother and friend. "We got kicked out, couldn't take the cars, the bus was early, and it started raining."
"That explained a lot!" Yamato glared at the mud and water pooling all over the floor. He looked at Ken, who shook his head and smiled.
"I already cleaned up after you today. I'm not cleaning up after half a dozen others. Looks like we're having a sleepover."
"Thanks for the help. Everyone, into the laundry room! Now!." Giggles erupted at Matt's pissed expression. Taichi groaned, knowing that his best friend wouldn't shut up about the mess for several days, if not weeks and months.
He happened to look at Ken's jacketless state, a sight not often seen, and Yamato's button-up shirt, with all the button's undone. "What did I miss?" He whispered as he passed the latter.
"Ask me tomorrow." They smiled secretly at each other before Matt shoved him in the direction the others had taken.
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1. It must be Digimon
2.It must contain yaoi. That doesn't mean it has to center around it, but it should contain at least one yaoi/yuri mention.
3.It must be titled "the one who loved me"
4.It does NOT have to be a songfic
5. No poetry (sorry)
6. It must bash at least one girl (not including Jun, or Miyako)
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Disclaimer: I am not real. Therefore YOU CAN'T SUE ME!!! Hahahahaha. That also means that I cannot own Digimon, or the characters herein. Thank you.
Warning: Yaoi and yuri. Deal with it, or get lost. Flames feed the fire for my place in eternity. Ask my sister:)
____________________________________________
Author: Rae (penname)
Title: Impossible
Content: Kenato! Yaoi and yuri
"You what?" Yamato's voice was dead calm. Ken's normal casual demeanor disappeared as his face flushed bright red and he looked at the older boy with apprehension. "And you...lost?" A quick, jerky nod answered him.
Matt stood up quickly and looked down at the bowed head of Ichijouji. He doubted that the boy really knew what he had just admitted. Not only did Taichi know, but so did at least two of the younger children. And they hadn't freaked out?!
*Maybe I should just tell the rest of the guys. If Daisuke doesn't hate me, and Tai doesn't, most of the others won't either. Right?* Matt looked thoughtfully around the kitchen, his eyes unfocused as he planned the speech in his head.
Seeing the look, Ken slowly and silently stood up and backed out of the room. He didn't know Yamato that well, but his response was still unsettling. *His he mad, or not? T.K. was right when he said that his older brother was good at hiding*. He checked on the clothes in the washer and moved them into the dryer. As soon as his jacket was done, he'd leave. And none to slowly.
He turned and jumped. Matt stood watching him, his lean body settled against the door frame. Blue eyes looked him over, and finally met his. "What did Daisuke say?"
Ken shrugged and cleared his throat. "He thought it was okay, but he thought you were in love with Tai, and he doesn't think that Tai loves you -that- way." The older boy nodded slowly.
"What did you think?" His eyes were unreadable, his voice thoughtful and unruffled. Again, the blue-haired boy shrugged.
"To each his own, I guess. I agree with Dai, though. I don't think that it would work romantically between you and Tai. But not for the same reasons as him."
"And why wouldn't it work? We're best friends. We know each other inside-out. Hell, I even let him cook, -and- eat it!" Matt's voice was slightly defensive, but he wasn't that much into the argument. If you should happen to fall in love with someone of the same sex, and you have to 'come out', it's a little easier if it's your best friend. Less stress over their reaction.
"Because you two are...almost too compatible. You make great friends, but there's no...real connection mentally. Or maybe emotionally. Two people who are really close, and can read each other, sometimes find it harder to fall for the other person. There's no real...surprises in the relationship. I think." All of this was said with many pauses and twirling of the blue-violet locks.
Matt crossed his arms and studied Ken. Then he nodded. "I think you might have something there. I don't agree with all of that, but maybe a little. But wouldn't Tai and I make such a cute couple?"
Ken smiled slightly, keeping the pain that Matt's wistfulness had caused underwraps. "My jacket has a little before it's dry. After that, I'll let you "be. The last bus leaves at ten, and I'll catch it easily."
"What were your plans before you got stuck with me?" Yamato frowned slightly. *I forgot that Ken gave up the concert to watch me vomit and clean it up.*
"I was going to stay with Daisuke and Takeru and Iori at Iori's house. We rented movies, and bought microwaveable popcorn. Then Miyako and Hikari were supposed to sneak over so that we could play...Nevermind!" They had left the utility room, and were entering the living room, again. Ken had been relaxing as the distance between them increased, and hadn't realised what he was saying.
"My dad's away for the weekend. I was going to spend the night with Tai, Koushiro, and Jyou. Then Sora was going to come over and wring our necks for pranking her house at three in the morning." Ken drew his brows together questioningly. "We always do the same thing when we get together. Kind of a...tradition. We also call Mimi, but it's actually day there, so it's not really any fun."
"Miyako would think it was." He clapped a hand over his mouth. *That's the second third one today. If I talk anymore, I'll end up keeping nobody's secrets. Smooth move, Ichijouji!*
"She likes the Pink Demon, huh?" Matt laughed. "Mi-kun will be happy to hear that. She talks about Yolie constantly. It gets a little annoying. I've been after T.K. to get her number, so that she can call her, herself."
"Maybe that would shut Yolie up, too. We could but try." The two boys laughed as they dropped into chairs on opposite sides of the room. "Maybe...nevermind!"
"I let the last one go, but you're going to have to finish this one. What other things are you privy to?" Ken closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he fixed Yamato with a blank stare. "Don't try that crap on me, Ichijouji. Spill it, or I'll force you to eat Tai's supper!"
Ken sighed, then stuck his head out at the threat. He was really relaxed, something which normally only happened when he was around Daisuke and Miyako. "I can't. It's not my secret to tell. Sorry."
"That's all right, I understand." Matt yawned and leaned his head back. "Through narrowed eyes, he looked at the boy genius. "It wouldn't have anything to do with my brother and Iori, would it?"
"How did you...no don't bother answering that, it's pretty obvious how you know." Ken licked his bottom lip, leaning forward with an anticipatory gleam in his eyes. "Now that I've spilled two, you owe me one."
Yamato laughed, the sound echoing around the room and making Ken grin in response. Yama's laughter died down, and he looked at the ceiling. *God, that smile! He should really do that more often!* "All right. We were discussing Tai, and him not liking me like -that-. That's because he likes Jyou."
The younger boy's jaw dropped. "Excitable and impulsive Yagami Taichi, in love with reliable and steady Kido Jyou? That would be an exciting relationship. For Jyou."
"Your turn, again."
"Daisuke and Hikari. -She- even asked -him-. And he managed to say yes without biting his own foot off! Or without making too big an ass of himself."
Matt gasped. "Ken! That's the first time I have ever heard you cuss. You bad, bad boy. Tsk, tsk." In reply, Ken stuck his tongue out at him and rolled his eyes.
"Well, this bad boy is one up on you, because I already know about Sora and Koushiro. You owe me something now." He yawned and leaned back against the cushions, his expression assured and relaxed.
"Let's see. Out of twelve digi-destined, we have Tai and Jyou, Izzy and Sora, Mimi and Miyako, Iori and Takeru, Hikari and Daisuke. That only leaves two. One is admittedly gay, and the other is...any guesses?' Ken's eyes were wide open, his cheeks slightly pink. He shrugged.
*The other is pretty certain that this conversation is treading into dark waters. My parents would kill me if I brought home a guy as my date. The reporters would have a field day, too. School would be nearly impossible. Mom would finally have a valid reason for moving me into a public high school a year early.*
Yamato looked at the other as thoughts seem to cloud his amethyst eyes. There was uncertainty, fear, sadness, and more that a little denial. "Hey, maybe everyone could stay here tonight! Then Miyako could talk to Mimi, and we can all make fun of Tai together!"
The responsive smile was forced and small. "I think that everyone would agree. Daisuke brought the movies in a bag he was going to pick up when the concert was over. There are two action-movies, one thriller, a romantic comedy, and then theirs some stupid cartoon about funky animal trainers who travel and fight each other."
"Sounds interesting. What time is it? And when is everyone expected back?" They both yawned, then laughed together. "Sorry."
"No problem. It's been a long day. It's only nine fifteen. The others won't be back until around eleven, if not before." Another yawn, and Ken could feel his lids becoming heavy. "I think I made the wrong kind of tea."
*We're alone for another hour, and I can't even stay awake long enough to try to figure out if he likes me.* That thought was enough to make Yamato get up slowly and go into the kitchen. He pulled out a soda, made sure it had caffeine, and downed half without breathing. "Hey, Ken!"
"Yeah?" Yawn.
"Since we've paired off everyone else, why don't you tell me who you like?" He waited for an answer, but none came. When he walked back into the other room, it was empty. "Ken? Ichijouji?" *This is beginning to be too much. Dammit, Ken. Is it really that bad of an idea?*
He heard the dryer slam shut at the same time as a knock sounded on the door. He sighed and answered the door. Nine wet and unhappy teenagers tracked water tracks in their wakes as he shut the door behind them. "I'm not even asking."
"My jacket isn't...What the hell?!" Ken stopped just inside the doorway. "Daisuke? Taichi? What happened?"
Takeru, taking off his coat and pulling towels out for everyone, laughed at the identical expressions of his brother and friend. "We got kicked out, couldn't take the cars, the bus was early, and it started raining."
"That explained a lot!" Yamato glared at the mud and water pooling all over the floor. He looked at Ken, who shook his head and smiled.
"I already cleaned up after you today. I'm not cleaning up after half a dozen others. Looks like we're having a sleepover."
"Thanks for the help. Everyone, into the laundry room! Now!." Giggles erupted at Matt's pissed expression. Taichi groaned, knowing that his best friend wouldn't shut up about the mess for several days, if not weeks and months.
He happened to look at Ken's jacketless state, a sight not often seen, and Yamato's button-up shirt, with all the button's undone. "What did I miss?" He whispered as he passed the latter.
"Ask me tomorrow." They smiled secretly at each other before Matt shoved him in the direction the others had taken.
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This is contest info. Also available on my Taito, Only One:
I hope you all enjoyed that. Here's a contest for all who are interested.
Rules:
1. It must be Digimon
2.It must contain yaoi. That doesn't mean it has to center around it, but it should contain at least one yaoi/yuri mention.
3.It must be titled "the one who loved me"
4.It does NOT have to be a songfic
5. No poetry (sorry)
6. It must bash at least one girl (not including Jun, or Miyako)
7. No Daisuke bashing
8. Must include the phrase "This is the scariest thing I've ever seen. Except Tweety-bird and Mr. Rogers."
The winner can have a fic with whatever coupling and rating they want, excluding, sorry, cross-breeding. I am up for the challenge, but
please, make it something you want to read.
End Note: I do believe that I screwed up the crests. If so, I am very, very sorry. Thank you for reading
Send notification of fic entry to raegan_1@hotmail.com