Author's note: When will the insanity end? My mind is a congested piece of junk! What is the function of the soft palate? How do you say "No, we don't sell this in a plastic bottle" and "Yes, I can ring that up separately, but four orders of twelve items is still breaking the rules of a twelve item or less checklane" in Spanish? How do you reach a high F on trumpet? Clarinet? What is the rest of the quote 'there are more things on heaven and earth, Horatio,...' (From Hamlet). Ken is going to tell his parents that he and Matt are...seeing each other.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or the Sony Co.
Warning: Parental disobedience. Yaoi, shounen-ai. Boys loving boys. Their cartoons. Why do people freak out on this stuff? Duh!
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: Impossible
Content: Yaoi and Kenato.
"How was your day, father?" Ken asked at dinner. Since his return form the Kaiser, he had asked his father the same question at every evening meal.
"Fine, Ken. Just fine." He smiled across the table at his son, wondering why Ken looked so paler than normal. "And yours"
"I had friends over for lunch. Davis, of course, plus T.K. an his brother. Matt cooked. Then we all went for ice cream." His voice was subdued, not an unusual occurrence, but his mother noticed that all signs of her smiling, happy son from earlier had been erased.
"That sounds fun. And the sleepover? Did you enjoy that?" Ken nodded, chewing slowly as to not have to come up with a verbal reply. "I'm glad to see that you're making more friends. Maybe you could invite them all here some weekend." The boy finished chewing and put his fork on his plate.
"I think that we should talk first. Or more to the point, I should talk while you both listen." His parents looked at each other and then at him. "It can wait until after dinner."
"Okay, son. We'll listen. Why don't you wait for us in the living room while we finish up." Ken nodded, took his plate to the sink, and then went into the next room.
A few minutes later, he stood facing his parents. His stomach was twisted in nervous knots as he thought of how to tell them. *I can't even think of a place to start! How did Yama tell his dad?* Then a thought occured to him.
"I'm not goint to lie and pretend anymore. I've tried to be the best son that I could. I've spent the last couple years trying to restore your faith in me after I disappeared. But there comes a time when everyone must choose who they are. And I'm gay."
His mother gasped. His father's face went from neutral and relaxed to thunderously mad. He continued. "I can't change it, and I wouldn't want to. I...I've found someone that I care about, and I won't give them up. You can forbid this, and you can yell, but it's not going to change who I am, or how I feel."
Silence greeted his announcement. His father's voice was tight with barely controlled fury. "Leave us!"
"Yes, father-san." He left quickly, not wanting to hear them declare that they hated him. *I'm still alive, though! That's a good thing, I think.*
Picking up the phone, he punched in the number that Matt had given him.
"Moshi, moshi." Yamato!
Deepening his voice, he growled. "Hello, beautiful." Nothing, and then a yawn, followed by a chuckle.
His voice shrill and high, Matt responded. "Oh, Ken! It's been so long! Why didnt' you call sooner?"
Laughing, Ken spoke normally. "Sorry, Yama. You just sounded too much like Jun for comfort."
"Ugh. Okay, then." On the other end, Matt was smiling happily into the phone. His father was hiding in his office, so he was alone. "What's up?"
"My life expectancy, since I'm still alive. I told them." Quiet. "And I'm still breathing. so...." Silence.
"You...you told them?" His voice was hushed. "Ken! I'm...shocked, to say the least. Why didn't you tell me that you were going to tell them? -When- did you tell them?"
Not quite expecting such an unjoyous response, Ken's voice was hesitant. "I told them after dinner, and I didn't want you to know until I could tell you their verdict."
A pause. "Bye, Ken!" The phone clicked in his ear. *What the hell! I come out, and nobody wants to talk to me? Yamato?* A sob ecaped him as he hung up the phone. Doubts and hurt flowed through him, tears streaming down his cheeks. It looked like he had lost everything.
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Author's note: I seriously thought about stopping the whole thing right here. It was one o'clock in the morning, and I had only gotten two hours of sleep the night before, so I was being very lazy. The only problem: I still had four pages of this section written, as weel as three of part eight. And I really hate the thought of Ken unhappy. It's like kicking a puppy. Sorry. Please continue.
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He didn't know how long he wallowed in misery, but when he finally pulled out of it, he heard a loud argument from the living rooom. His mother and father were arguing. With Yamato?!
It quieted when he appeared in the living room. He blinked as a feeling of deja vu hit him. Davis and t.K sat on the couch. Matt and his father stood facing Ken's parents. They were arguing. His friends moved around the adults to reach him.
"Ken! How in the world did you do it?" Dai hugged him. In shock, he shook the hand that Takeru offerted. The war raged on about them.
"Matt kidnapped us to be your support group. He said he left as soon as you told him you had told -them-. Dad's here to se if they're going to disown you. If so, you get to live with one of us. Mama-san and Mrs. Motomiya agreed, rather hurriedly."
"For now, get your stuff. You're staying tnoight with me. We'll take you to school tomorrow. After school, Matt'll bring you back here. If they still look ready to kill, you get to stay at his house." Daisuke was pulling him back towards his room. Ken took a last look at Yama's stony face, and the red of his father's and didn't argue.
Ken didn't have to lift a finger as his friends threw his clothes into a bag. Takeru found his school books. His D3 and a picture of him and his parents all made their way into the backpack. The genius just stood and watched them.
Then he let himself be lead into the living room. The ishida's waited for him by the door. His parents were nowhere to be seen. Yamato reached out and took his hand, curling his fingers around Ken's.
They walked to the car in silence. Daisuke's house was first. Matt walked with them to the door of the Motomiya apartment. While Davis carried his bag in, the other two said goodbye.
"I was afraid that you didn't want to talk to me. You hung up so quickly." Ken swallowed at the pain of the memory.
"I didn't mean to worry you, Ken. I just didn't want you to face them alone. I wish that I had been there when you told them." He pushed a lock of blue hair behind Ken's ear.
"You didn't know." He covered the blonde's hand with his own and held it to his cheek. "I kind of liked being rescued, though. You can be my hero anyday. Goodnight, Yama-chan. I'll see you tomorrow."
"If you stay tomorrow, and have any problems, I want you to call me. The Rescue Squad can return for another adventure. Bye." They kissed each other gently on the lips. Ken sighed in contentment as Yamto walked away. Daisuke had to pull him inside.
"Wake up, Ken! It's time to get ready for bed. Let's go!" Waving weakly at Dai's mom, he follwed hs friend into the bedroom. Without hesitation or awkwardness, they changed into their night clothes and crawled into their blankets, Davis on the bed, and Ken in a sleeping bag on the floor.
"Hey, Ken? He murmured an affirmative. "I'm really proud of you. It took a lot of guts to tell them. Maybe it will all turn out okay."
"I love my parents, Dai, but if they don't approve, I'm still going to keep on seeing Matt. I will not hide who I am. It's up to them to deal with it their way."
In the dark, Davis smiled. His friend had managed to find himself outside of the Kaiser's arrogance and conceit. He had found a strenght and assurance that the Kaiser could never have hoped to hold
Yamato looked at the clock impatiently. He still had eleven minutes and thirty-four seconds. Thirty-three...thirty-two...
He was suppposed to pick Ken up from school. It would be the first time that they would be alone since Saturday. They were just driving to the Ichijouji residence, but alone was alone. And they'd be alone.
Nine minutes, twelve seconds...
He had been so mad the night before. Ken's father had said that he was sending his 'fairy-girl' away from Matt. Then he had said that he'd make Ken marry some girl and make sure that they'd never see each other again. The insults had ranged from 'fag' to 'fudge-packer'.
Taking his brother and father had been a good idea. They had had to hold him back from trying to beat sense into Ken's father. *Bastard!*
Six minutes, fifty-nine seconds left...
Today, they would face him together. Yama and Ken against the parental rule. He only hoped his blue-haired love would be strong enough. He had seen the puffy eyes of the night before. *Although he sounded okay on the phone before I hung up.*
Four minutes, thirty-two seconds...
He seriously considered kidnapping Ken and hiding him in the digital world. He didn't doubt that any of the others would help him, since he couldn't get there alone. He doubted that Ken would give him any argument. *Happy thought: picnic tomorrow! Alone with my koi...koi? Yeah!* He smiled at his own thoughts.
Two minutes, eight seconds...
*Damn clock!* Alone with Ken today, alone with Ken tomorrow...Ken, Ken, Ken... His smile turned into a dopey grin, his thoughts centered on one thing, and one thing only.
Ten...nine...eight...seven...six...five...four...three...two...one...Rrrring...School was out!
He stood up and practically ran out the door. Six girls stopped him in the hallway and wouldn't let him pass without responding to what seemed like a million questions. *I'm going to be late!*
"Excuse me." He pushed past them and ran outside and down the steps leading to the parking lot. It took him several more minutes before he made it out of the congested area. "Please be waiting. Don't leave, Ken. Give me time!"
He pulled up in front of Ken's school and got out A scan of the sidewalk failed to find the familiar blue hair. Wait! *Oh no, oh no!*
Ken and his father stood facing each other on the far end of the sidewalk.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or the Sony Co.
Warning: Parental disobedience. Yaoi, shounen-ai. Boys loving boys. Their cartoons. Why do people freak out on this stuff? Duh!
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: Impossible
Content: Yaoi and Kenato.
"How was your day, father?" Ken asked at dinner. Since his return form the Kaiser, he had asked his father the same question at every evening meal.
"Fine, Ken. Just fine." He smiled across the table at his son, wondering why Ken looked so paler than normal. "And yours"
"I had friends over for lunch. Davis, of course, plus T.K. an his brother. Matt cooked. Then we all went for ice cream." His voice was subdued, not an unusual occurrence, but his mother noticed that all signs of her smiling, happy son from earlier had been erased.
"That sounds fun. And the sleepover? Did you enjoy that?" Ken nodded, chewing slowly as to not have to come up with a verbal reply. "I'm glad to see that you're making more friends. Maybe you could invite them all here some weekend." The boy finished chewing and put his fork on his plate.
"I think that we should talk first. Or more to the point, I should talk while you both listen." His parents looked at each other and then at him. "It can wait until after dinner."
"Okay, son. We'll listen. Why don't you wait for us in the living room while we finish up." Ken nodded, took his plate to the sink, and then went into the next room.
A few minutes later, he stood facing his parents. His stomach was twisted in nervous knots as he thought of how to tell them. *I can't even think of a place to start! How did Yama tell his dad?* Then a thought occured to him.
"I'm not goint to lie and pretend anymore. I've tried to be the best son that I could. I've spent the last couple years trying to restore your faith in me after I disappeared. But there comes a time when everyone must choose who they are. And I'm gay."
His mother gasped. His father's face went from neutral and relaxed to thunderously mad. He continued. "I can't change it, and I wouldn't want to. I...I've found someone that I care about, and I won't give them up. You can forbid this, and you can yell, but it's not going to change who I am, or how I feel."
Silence greeted his announcement. His father's voice was tight with barely controlled fury. "Leave us!"
"Yes, father-san." He left quickly, not wanting to hear them declare that they hated him. *I'm still alive, though! That's a good thing, I think.*
Picking up the phone, he punched in the number that Matt had given him.
"Moshi, moshi." Yamato!
Deepening his voice, he growled. "Hello, beautiful." Nothing, and then a yawn, followed by a chuckle.
His voice shrill and high, Matt responded. "Oh, Ken! It's been so long! Why didnt' you call sooner?"
Laughing, Ken spoke normally. "Sorry, Yama. You just sounded too much like Jun for comfort."
"Ugh. Okay, then." On the other end, Matt was smiling happily into the phone. His father was hiding in his office, so he was alone. "What's up?"
"My life expectancy, since I'm still alive. I told them." Quiet. "And I'm still breathing. so...." Silence.
"You...you told them?" His voice was hushed. "Ken! I'm...shocked, to say the least. Why didn't you tell me that you were going to tell them? -When- did you tell them?"
Not quite expecting such an unjoyous response, Ken's voice was hesitant. "I told them after dinner, and I didn't want you to know until I could tell you their verdict."
A pause. "Bye, Ken!" The phone clicked in his ear. *What the hell! I come out, and nobody wants to talk to me? Yamato?* A sob ecaped him as he hung up the phone. Doubts and hurt flowed through him, tears streaming down his cheeks. It looked like he had lost everything.
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Author's note: I seriously thought about stopping the whole thing right here. It was one o'clock in the morning, and I had only gotten two hours of sleep the night before, so I was being very lazy. The only problem: I still had four pages of this section written, as weel as three of part eight. And I really hate the thought of Ken unhappy. It's like kicking a puppy. Sorry. Please continue.
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He didn't know how long he wallowed in misery, but when he finally pulled out of it, he heard a loud argument from the living rooom. His mother and father were arguing. With Yamato?!
It quieted when he appeared in the living room. He blinked as a feeling of deja vu hit him. Davis and t.K sat on the couch. Matt and his father stood facing Ken's parents. They were arguing. His friends moved around the adults to reach him.
"Ken! How in the world did you do it?" Dai hugged him. In shock, he shook the hand that Takeru offerted. The war raged on about them.
"Matt kidnapped us to be your support group. He said he left as soon as you told him you had told -them-. Dad's here to se if they're going to disown you. If so, you get to live with one of us. Mama-san and Mrs. Motomiya agreed, rather hurriedly."
"For now, get your stuff. You're staying tnoight with me. We'll take you to school tomorrow. After school, Matt'll bring you back here. If they still look ready to kill, you get to stay at his house." Daisuke was pulling him back towards his room. Ken took a last look at Yama's stony face, and the red of his father's and didn't argue.
Ken didn't have to lift a finger as his friends threw his clothes into a bag. Takeru found his school books. His D3 and a picture of him and his parents all made their way into the backpack. The genius just stood and watched them.
Then he let himself be lead into the living room. The ishida's waited for him by the door. His parents were nowhere to be seen. Yamato reached out and took his hand, curling his fingers around Ken's.
They walked to the car in silence. Daisuke's house was first. Matt walked with them to the door of the Motomiya apartment. While Davis carried his bag in, the other two said goodbye.
"I was afraid that you didn't want to talk to me. You hung up so quickly." Ken swallowed at the pain of the memory.
"I didn't mean to worry you, Ken. I just didn't want you to face them alone. I wish that I had been there when you told them." He pushed a lock of blue hair behind Ken's ear.
"You didn't know." He covered the blonde's hand with his own and held it to his cheek. "I kind of liked being rescued, though. You can be my hero anyday. Goodnight, Yama-chan. I'll see you tomorrow."
"If you stay tomorrow, and have any problems, I want you to call me. The Rescue Squad can return for another adventure. Bye." They kissed each other gently on the lips. Ken sighed in contentment as Yamto walked away. Daisuke had to pull him inside.
"Wake up, Ken! It's time to get ready for bed. Let's go!" Waving weakly at Dai's mom, he follwed hs friend into the bedroom. Without hesitation or awkwardness, they changed into their night clothes and crawled into their blankets, Davis on the bed, and Ken in a sleeping bag on the floor.
"Hey, Ken? He murmured an affirmative. "I'm really proud of you. It took a lot of guts to tell them. Maybe it will all turn out okay."
"I love my parents, Dai, but if they don't approve, I'm still going to keep on seeing Matt. I will not hide who I am. It's up to them to deal with it their way."
In the dark, Davis smiled. His friend had managed to find himself outside of the Kaiser's arrogance and conceit. He had found a strenght and assurance that the Kaiser could never have hoped to hold
Yamato looked at the clock impatiently. He still had eleven minutes and thirty-four seconds. Thirty-three...thirty-two...
He was suppposed to pick Ken up from school. It would be the first time that they would be alone since Saturday. They were just driving to the Ichijouji residence, but alone was alone. And they'd be alone.
Nine minutes, twelve seconds...
He had been so mad the night before. Ken's father had said that he was sending his 'fairy-girl' away from Matt. Then he had said that he'd make Ken marry some girl and make sure that they'd never see each other again. The insults had ranged from 'fag' to 'fudge-packer'.
Taking his brother and father had been a good idea. They had had to hold him back from trying to beat sense into Ken's father. *Bastard!*
Six minutes, fifty-nine seconds left...
Today, they would face him together. Yama and Ken against the parental rule. He only hoped his blue-haired love would be strong enough. He had seen the puffy eyes of the night before. *Although he sounded okay on the phone before I hung up.*
Four minutes, thirty-two seconds...
He seriously considered kidnapping Ken and hiding him in the digital world. He didn't doubt that any of the others would help him, since he couldn't get there alone. He doubted that Ken would give him any argument. *Happy thought: picnic tomorrow! Alone with my koi...koi? Yeah!* He smiled at his own thoughts.
Two minutes, eight seconds...
*Damn clock!* Alone with Ken today, alone with Ken tomorrow...Ken, Ken, Ken... His smile turned into a dopey grin, his thoughts centered on one thing, and one thing only.
Ten...nine...eight...seven...six...five...four...three...two...one...Rrrring...School was out!
He stood up and practically ran out the door. Six girls stopped him in the hallway and wouldn't let him pass without responding to what seemed like a million questions. *I'm going to be late!*
"Excuse me." He pushed past them and ran outside and down the steps leading to the parking lot. It took him several more minutes before he made it out of the congested area. "Please be waiting. Don't leave, Ken. Give me time!"
He pulled up in front of Ken's school and got out A scan of the sidewalk failed to find the familiar blue hair. Wait! *Oh no, oh no!*
Ken and his father stood facing each other on the far end of the sidewalk.