Author's note: I think this may end up being 10 chapters total. I can't seem to stop. This is part six, and I'm calling it 'The first day in the park'. It just sounds fitting. Yama and Ken are seriously digging each other, but Ken has a few hangups. Mr. Ishida knows that both his sons are gay, and has met their...boyfriends.
Disclaimer: See chapters one through five. I'm too damn lazy to please everyone today.
Warning: Yaoi, yuri, and KENATO!!!!! Deal with it, or get a life, because you've already made it through five chapters. This contains some suggestive remarks, both subtle and not. Not really worth an R rating, but that is what I'm changing it to before I forget.
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: Impossible
Content: Yaoi, yuri, and Kenato
Ken looked out the window of the bus and sighed. He had enjoyed waking up that morning, right up until he had opened his eyes and looked up at Mr. Ishida. Then he had panicked and pushed Yamato away. Yamato. *What a way to greet the day.*
All in all, it truly hadn't turned out badly. His father had ended up accepting him. Ken didn't hold out any such hope for his own parents. They would be upset, to say the least. He just hoped that they didn't send him away.
The bus stopped near his house and he got off, heading toward his home. If he was lucky, he'd live through telling them. *Ha! And maybe they'll shake my hand and congratulate me, too. Wishful thinking. And I thought T.K. was the optimist.*
He opened the door to his apartment and stepped inside. "HI, Ken, dear. Come in here, please," his mother called from the living room.
"Yes, momma." He shut the door and took off his jacket and shoes. His T-shirt was still wrinkled from the night and he took a moment to try to straighten it out. He gave up with a sigh and went to greet his mother.
She greeted him with a happy smile, tears in her eyes. "Hello, honey. I'm glad you're home. You have company. Davis and...uh...I didn't catch your name."
"T.K., mum. Hey, guys." Takeru stood beside Daisuke and waved. "Thought that you were at Yama...Matt's?" Davis laughed as he slipped on Yamato's full name. Ken blushed.
Smiling, also, Takeru responded," I was, but I decided to come visit you. Your mother invited us to lunch."
"That's nice. I need to shower and change." He started to turn, but stopped."What are you cooking, Mom?" His voice sounded apprehensive to his own ears. His worse fear was answered when a familiar voice replied.
"Stir fry rice and vegetables. Good afternoon, Ichijouji. I forgot to say 'good morning', but I think it might be a little belated to say it now." Yamato leaned against the wall, blocking Ken's escape.
"Trust me, your first hello today was sufficient." Ken smiled slightly, his back to the rest of the room's occupants. He may not have wanted to see the older boy, but that didn't mean that he was upset at having to see him. "Excuse me, Matt."
"Of course." He watched as Ken passed him, his eyes transfixed. Even after he had slipped into the bathroom, Matt looked in his direction, a stupid grin on his face. When he finally looked away, it was to meet the thoughtful gaze of Mrs. Ichijouji. His smile slipped for a moment and he retreated to the kitchen.
"So, how was your sleepover, boys?" She smiled at Daisuke and Takeru, who smiled in return.
"It was fun. We watched part of a movie, but everyone was asleep before it was over. I think Ken might have been the last one up." Davis felt at ease in Ken's house, probably because he had been there several times before.
"It was okay until Dad came home this morning. He was on a business trip. Don't worry though. Between Matt, Ken, Jyou, and Izzy, we were well watched over. Their all really responsible and...."
"It's okay. I trust my son to be a good boy and to stay away from bad influences. Since he claims you all as friends, I'm certain that you're good kids, too."
"Thank you, mother." Ken walked, his wet hair slicked back. "When will father be home?"
"Not until later this afternoon, dear. Why don't you and your friends go for ice cream after lunch? My treat." He kissed her cheek and sat down beside her.
"Of course. Can we eat dinner a little early tonight?" That would give him time to think and gauge his father's reaction, but hopefully not enought time to chicken out. He was going to tell them, before they found out another way.
"Sure, Ken. Why don't your friends join us?" She looked at Davis and T.K. Catching their attention, Ken shook his head quickly.
"Sorry, ma'am, but we already have plans. Thanks, anyway." Takeru liked the woman who obviously doted on her only son.
"Lunch is ready!" Yamato called out. "I've already set the table." Everybody moved to the table, where Matt had placed extra chairs. "I found extra chairs. I hope that that's okay?"
"Of course, Matt." He smiled in relief. *I don't really need to get on her bad side.* "This smells delicious!"
"Thank you. It's not quite as good as dinner last night, but it works." She frowned in confusion at the look that passed between her son and the older boy. She could tell that something was going on, but she hadn't quite figured out what.
"How was the concert?" Ken choked on a vegetable. "Are you okay, dear? TAke a drink. There now."
"It was really cool!" Daisuke interceded on his friends behalf. "They're one of my favorite bands! Even the opening act was cool!"
"It was that...'rock' music, right?" Dai nodded. She looked at her son. "You don't usually like that music, Ken. Did you have fun?"
Blushing and avoiding contact with her eyes, her son stammered. "I, uh, didn't...quite...make it to the concert. There were...complications."
"Oh, really? What happened?" She cleared off the table as the boys cleared their plates.
Takeru started to tell her about the concert, leaving out key parts, like the reason behind the fight. She laughed, letting them distract her for the time being. Ken sighed, glad that he didn't have to answer, yet.
Yamato looked at him from across the table, blue eyes questinig. Ken smiled slightly, trying to covey confidence and ease. The older boy grinned back, knowing that they were both forcing an appearance of normalcy.
After lunch, the boys left. For once, Ken was dressed down. Instead of his usual school uniform, he wore khaki slacks and a long sleeve white shirt.
They traveled down to the ice cream shop with little conversation. They bought their cones and took them to a park down the road.
Yamato sat on a swing and pushed himself slowly with the toe of one foot. His blue eyes studied the cover of leaves overhead. Daisuke and Takeru discussed one of their classes together. Ken and matt both went to differetn schools, so were left out.
Looke at the older blonde, ken ralized that he had distanced himself again. In the light of day, hed had reconstructed his walls and left Yama on the outside. he threw the rest of his cone away and walked to stand behind Matt.
He wrapped his arms around the blonde's middle, uncaring of who saw them. Matt stiffened slightly, then settled back against him. I'm sorry, Yama. It took me a moment to realize that I was doing it again."
He knew that the other boy would understand. "That's okay." Matt covered the arms around his waist with his own, and finished his ice cream. "Why didn't you want us to stay for dinner?"
"Because...it's a school night." Ken settled his cheek against the other's back. "And I'm a coward. I don't want to have to face my dead yet, and I don't think that having you around when he's there would be good for my sanity. Not yet, anyway. And my mother's cooking one of her 'special' dinners, and I don't feel like holding your hair back today."
Yamato laughed, leaning his head to the sid to look back at Ken. "Why don't you siwng with me? We can paly spider." Spider is where two swingers face each other, one on top with theri liegs on either side of the bottom person. It was a position very suggestive of sex.
"No way, Ishida. -You- are a hentai." ken's arms tightened. The other laughed again, hte sound echoing throught the park.
"Yes, but yo ulvoe me so well." Matt could have slapped himself as he felt the boy behind him tense. *Too, much, too soon! Slow down, Ishida! Please, please don't pull away, Ken. Please!* The arms around his waist loosened and he held his breath.
Then Ken sighed and pulled him closer again. "You, my blonde hentai, owe me one from yesterday. Now, we've discussed...Tai, Jyou, Izzy, Sora, Takeru, Iori, Kari, Daisuke, Mimi, and Miyako. That's ten."
"Let's see: twelve teens, four girls. Four straight, eight gay, five couples. We seem to be missing something. There's you, and there's me. Two single, gay, guys, in a group of couples. I would think taht it's pretty obvious."
"We break up TAi and Jyou because my hair matches Kido's. Or T.K. and Cody because you -really- like little boys?"
"And -I'm- the hentai? My brother would kill me and youd' end up with both of them." They both laughe together. Daisuke looked up from across the park and smile. They looke happy as they talked over something. His bst friend was happy and sure of himself for the first time since the Kaiser.
"He's dropped the mask." Takeru was looking at them, also. "He's well and truyly dropped it."
"They look sweet together. I just wish I could think of some way of telling his dad so that he wouldn't have to face it. The old man's homophobic. I don't think that Ken will tell him anytime soon, and I don't blame him."
"Maybe he'll find a way." T.K. frowned. "Or maybe he'll wait until he's eighteen and run away. I'm glad that my dad already knows. He'll have a place to go."
"I'm glad that Matt picked us up. I don't think that Ken should be left on his own. The stress has to be killing him." Daisuke shook his head as Ken's smile widened at something Yama said.
"I don't think that he looks all that stressed out right now." Takeru smiled.
Matt turned and angled his body so that they had their arms around each other. "We'll discuss hentai later. Like when we can act it out. For now, though, what would you think about going to the movies?"
"Don't even try sneaking that past me, Ishida. You're not that sneaky." He placed a small kiss on the blonde's cheek. "I'm not big on theaters. How about a picnic? We can go to the digital world. You, me, alone." His pale cheeks flushed pink as he made the suggestion.
"Both pleased and surprised by Ken's forwadness, Matt leaned away to get a better lok at his face. Amethyst eyse met his with a sparkle and a dare. Yamato swallowed. *Oh, Ken. You look so happy. Are you? Truly? You make me happy. With a sigh, a look. A kiss.* "Can I call you tonight?"
The smile left Ken's face and he shook his head. "Not tonight. I'll call you. Adn we can meet on Tuesday, after school, here in the park."
"What's the matter Ken? One second, you're all happy and laughing. The next, you close yourself off. Talk to me, please."
Ken smiled and cradled Yama's cheek in one hand. "I'll call you tonight and we'll talk then. We'd best head home. Me to mine, and you to yours." He straigthened and walked to T.K. and Dai.
Behind him, Matt whispered to himself. "You are my home."
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THIS IS THE THIRD TIME I'VE TYPED THIS DAMN THING. I AM SO SICK OF COMPUTERS!
Anyway.
This is contest info. Also available on my Taito, Only One:
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.
Send notification of fic entry to raegan_1@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: See chapters one through five. I'm too damn lazy to please everyone today.
Warning: Yaoi, yuri, and KENATO!!!!! Deal with it, or get a life, because you've already made it through five chapters. This contains some suggestive remarks, both subtle and not. Not really worth an R rating, but that is what I'm changing it to before I forget.
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: Impossible
Content: Yaoi, yuri, and Kenato
Ken looked out the window of the bus and sighed. He had enjoyed waking up that morning, right up until he had opened his eyes and looked up at Mr. Ishida. Then he had panicked and pushed Yamato away. Yamato. *What a way to greet the day.*
All in all, it truly hadn't turned out badly. His father had ended up accepting him. Ken didn't hold out any such hope for his own parents. They would be upset, to say the least. He just hoped that they didn't send him away.
The bus stopped near his house and he got off, heading toward his home. If he was lucky, he'd live through telling them. *Ha! And maybe they'll shake my hand and congratulate me, too. Wishful thinking. And I thought T.K. was the optimist.*
He opened the door to his apartment and stepped inside. "HI, Ken, dear. Come in here, please," his mother called from the living room.
"Yes, momma." He shut the door and took off his jacket and shoes. His T-shirt was still wrinkled from the night and he took a moment to try to straighten it out. He gave up with a sigh and went to greet his mother.
She greeted him with a happy smile, tears in her eyes. "Hello, honey. I'm glad you're home. You have company. Davis and...uh...I didn't catch your name."
"T.K., mum. Hey, guys." Takeru stood beside Daisuke and waved. "Thought that you were at Yama...Matt's?" Davis laughed as he slipped on Yamato's full name. Ken blushed.
Smiling, also, Takeru responded," I was, but I decided to come visit you. Your mother invited us to lunch."
"That's nice. I need to shower and change." He started to turn, but stopped."What are you cooking, Mom?" His voice sounded apprehensive to his own ears. His worse fear was answered when a familiar voice replied.
"Stir fry rice and vegetables. Good afternoon, Ichijouji. I forgot to say 'good morning', but I think it might be a little belated to say it now." Yamato leaned against the wall, blocking Ken's escape.
"Trust me, your first hello today was sufficient." Ken smiled slightly, his back to the rest of the room's occupants. He may not have wanted to see the older boy, but that didn't mean that he was upset at having to see him. "Excuse me, Matt."
"Of course." He watched as Ken passed him, his eyes transfixed. Even after he had slipped into the bathroom, Matt looked in his direction, a stupid grin on his face. When he finally looked away, it was to meet the thoughtful gaze of Mrs. Ichijouji. His smile slipped for a moment and he retreated to the kitchen.
"So, how was your sleepover, boys?" She smiled at Daisuke and Takeru, who smiled in return.
"It was fun. We watched part of a movie, but everyone was asleep before it was over. I think Ken might have been the last one up." Davis felt at ease in Ken's house, probably because he had been there several times before.
"It was okay until Dad came home this morning. He was on a business trip. Don't worry though. Between Matt, Ken, Jyou, and Izzy, we were well watched over. Their all really responsible and...."
"It's okay. I trust my son to be a good boy and to stay away from bad influences. Since he claims you all as friends, I'm certain that you're good kids, too."
"Thank you, mother." Ken walked, his wet hair slicked back. "When will father be home?"
"Not until later this afternoon, dear. Why don't you and your friends go for ice cream after lunch? My treat." He kissed her cheek and sat down beside her.
"Of course. Can we eat dinner a little early tonight?" That would give him time to think and gauge his father's reaction, but hopefully not enought time to chicken out. He was going to tell them, before they found out another way.
"Sure, Ken. Why don't your friends join us?" She looked at Davis and T.K. Catching their attention, Ken shook his head quickly.
"Sorry, ma'am, but we already have plans. Thanks, anyway." Takeru liked the woman who obviously doted on her only son.
"Lunch is ready!" Yamato called out. "I've already set the table." Everybody moved to the table, where Matt had placed extra chairs. "I found extra chairs. I hope that that's okay?"
"Of course, Matt." He smiled in relief. *I don't really need to get on her bad side.* "This smells delicious!"
"Thank you. It's not quite as good as dinner last night, but it works." She frowned in confusion at the look that passed between her son and the older boy. She could tell that something was going on, but she hadn't quite figured out what.
"How was the concert?" Ken choked on a vegetable. "Are you okay, dear? TAke a drink. There now."
"It was really cool!" Daisuke interceded on his friends behalf. "They're one of my favorite bands! Even the opening act was cool!"
"It was that...'rock' music, right?" Dai nodded. She looked at her son. "You don't usually like that music, Ken. Did you have fun?"
Blushing and avoiding contact with her eyes, her son stammered. "I, uh, didn't...quite...make it to the concert. There were...complications."
"Oh, really? What happened?" She cleared off the table as the boys cleared their plates.
Takeru started to tell her about the concert, leaving out key parts, like the reason behind the fight. She laughed, letting them distract her for the time being. Ken sighed, glad that he didn't have to answer, yet.
Yamato looked at him from across the table, blue eyes questinig. Ken smiled slightly, trying to covey confidence and ease. The older boy grinned back, knowing that they were both forcing an appearance of normalcy.
After lunch, the boys left. For once, Ken was dressed down. Instead of his usual school uniform, he wore khaki slacks and a long sleeve white shirt.
They traveled down to the ice cream shop with little conversation. They bought their cones and took them to a park down the road.
Yamato sat on a swing and pushed himself slowly with the toe of one foot. His blue eyes studied the cover of leaves overhead. Daisuke and Takeru discussed one of their classes together. Ken and matt both went to differetn schools, so were left out.
Looke at the older blonde, ken ralized that he had distanced himself again. In the light of day, hed had reconstructed his walls and left Yama on the outside. he threw the rest of his cone away and walked to stand behind Matt.
He wrapped his arms around the blonde's middle, uncaring of who saw them. Matt stiffened slightly, then settled back against him. I'm sorry, Yama. It took me a moment to realize that I was doing it again."
He knew that the other boy would understand. "That's okay." Matt covered the arms around his waist with his own, and finished his ice cream. "Why didn't you want us to stay for dinner?"
"Because...it's a school night." Ken settled his cheek against the other's back. "And I'm a coward. I don't want to have to face my dead yet, and I don't think that having you around when he's there would be good for my sanity. Not yet, anyway. And my mother's cooking one of her 'special' dinners, and I don't feel like holding your hair back today."
Yamato laughed, leaning his head to the sid to look back at Ken. "Why don't you siwng with me? We can paly spider." Spider is where two swingers face each other, one on top with theri liegs on either side of the bottom person. It was a position very suggestive of sex.
"No way, Ishida. -You- are a hentai." ken's arms tightened. The other laughed again, hte sound echoing throught the park.
"Yes, but yo ulvoe me so well." Matt could have slapped himself as he felt the boy behind him tense. *Too, much, too soon! Slow down, Ishida! Please, please don't pull away, Ken. Please!* The arms around his waist loosened and he held his breath.
Then Ken sighed and pulled him closer again. "You, my blonde hentai, owe me one from yesterday. Now, we've discussed...Tai, Jyou, Izzy, Sora, Takeru, Iori, Kari, Daisuke, Mimi, and Miyako. That's ten."
"Let's see: twelve teens, four girls. Four straight, eight gay, five couples. We seem to be missing something. There's you, and there's me. Two single, gay, guys, in a group of couples. I would think taht it's pretty obvious."
"We break up TAi and Jyou because my hair matches Kido's. Or T.K. and Cody because you -really- like little boys?"
"And -I'm- the hentai? My brother would kill me and youd' end up with both of them." They both laughe together. Daisuke looked up from across the park and smile. They looke happy as they talked over something. His bst friend was happy and sure of himself for the first time since the Kaiser.
"He's dropped the mask." Takeru was looking at them, also. "He's well and truyly dropped it."
"They look sweet together. I just wish I could think of some way of telling his dad so that he wouldn't have to face it. The old man's homophobic. I don't think that Ken will tell him anytime soon, and I don't blame him."
"Maybe he'll find a way." T.K. frowned. "Or maybe he'll wait until he's eighteen and run away. I'm glad that my dad already knows. He'll have a place to go."
"I'm glad that Matt picked us up. I don't think that Ken should be left on his own. The stress has to be killing him." Daisuke shook his head as Ken's smile widened at something Yama said.
"I don't think that he looks all that stressed out right now." Takeru smiled.
Matt turned and angled his body so that they had their arms around each other. "We'll discuss hentai later. Like when we can act it out. For now, though, what would you think about going to the movies?"
"Don't even try sneaking that past me, Ishida. You're not that sneaky." He placed a small kiss on the blonde's cheek. "I'm not big on theaters. How about a picnic? We can go to the digital world. You, me, alone." His pale cheeks flushed pink as he made the suggestion.
"Both pleased and surprised by Ken's forwadness, Matt leaned away to get a better lok at his face. Amethyst eyse met his with a sparkle and a dare. Yamato swallowed. *Oh, Ken. You look so happy. Are you? Truly? You make me happy. With a sigh, a look. A kiss.* "Can I call you tonight?"
The smile left Ken's face and he shook his head. "Not tonight. I'll call you. Adn we can meet on Tuesday, after school, here in the park."
"What's the matter Ken? One second, you're all happy and laughing. The next, you close yourself off. Talk to me, please."
Ken smiled and cradled Yama's cheek in one hand. "I'll call you tonight and we'll talk then. We'd best head home. Me to mine, and you to yours." He straigthened and walked to T.K. and Dai.
Behind him, Matt whispered to himself. "You are my home."
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THIS IS THE THIRD TIME I'VE TYPED THIS DAMN THING. I AM SO SICK OF COMPUTERS!
Anyway.
This is contest info. Also available on my Taito, Only One:
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.
Send notification of fic entry to raegan_1@hotmail.com