Author's note: I lied. It's only nine chapters. This is set on their one year anniversary, Matt's eighteenth birthday.
Dislcaimer: ...............................
Warning: Daiyako. Daiyako. Daiyako. NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kenato, Takori, Daikari, Miyami, Soshiro, Taijyou. Fun, right? For me, maybe.
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Author: Same as the others, Rae (still a penname)
Title: Impossible (I had to look up the title. I couldn't remember it.)
Content: Kenato and yaoi
"My tie's crooked." Ken eyed himself critically in the mirror. Two arms reached around him from behind to straighten the offending material.
"No, it's not. It looks fine, so leave it alone. Now, we shoud probably discuss your hair." Matt smiled at his boyfriends reflection. Ken stuck his tongue out. "Later, lover-boy."
"Maybe we could die it brown and spike it like Dai's." The blonde shuddered and shook his head. He liked Davis just fine, but the thought of kissing him was like... kissing T.K.!
"Your parents are here. They're in the living room with the others. I sent them an invitation three weeks ago, but was uncertain of whether you would approve." The younger man shrugged.
His tie straight, his hair still chin length and gorgeous, Ken gave himself a once-over. "Something's missing." Matt held up Ken's crest on by its chain, making him smile. "What would I do without you?"
"Get married, and have children." They raised their eyes in the mirror and looked at Mr. Ichijouji in the glass. "You're going to be late. Your friends are waiting."
They followed him out of the room, hands entwined. A year later, and Ken's father still refused to speak to Yamato. He barely spoke to his son. They left the bathroom of the Ishida apartment, and greeted the rest of the digi-destined in the hallway. It was barely twenty minutes before they would have to leave to make their reservations.
Matt walked up to Mr. Ichijouji and pulled him aside as Ken turned to speak to several of the others. "Sir. I won't apologize for loving your son. I can't believe, and I won't, that it's wrong. I love him, and I believe that he loves me, too. I'm going away next year, and we won't see each other nearly as much, but we're going to stay together."
"Isn't that the way you said it would be? That you would stick by each other no matter what? Why are you rubbing this in now?" He looked at him coldly. "Or is this where you tell me that I'm no longer welcome in my son's life, because I just add more strain to your relationship."
"I would never ask that of you, or of him. Your relationship with him is your own business, until it causes him pain, or interferes with mine." He sighed. "I didn't ask to talk to you to fight. I have a request that I wish to ask of you, and I need your full cooperation."
The older man raised an eyebrow. Putting aside his own feelings for a moment, he nodded encouragingly. Matt was someone that he would have liked, if not for his relationship with his son.
The blonde pulled a small box out of his pocket and handed it to him. "I want to give him that, today, but I know that his first reaction is going to be to ask you. If you tell him that you don't approve, he'll be hurt, again, and he'll do it to thwart you, and to make you mad. He'll do it because he cares, but he'll do it in such a way as to make you more upset."
It was a solid silver promise ring. Into the medal band, the crest of kindess had been engraved and linked to the crest of friendship. The inner engraving held their names. /Yamato and Ken, a promise of forever/.
Mr. Ichijouji looked at him a moment and then handed it back. He didn't get a chance to reply before Ken put an arm around Yamato's waist and the boy barely managed to hide the ring. "What are you two discussing?" He eyed them with mock-suspicion. His father didn't acknowledge him or the question.
"You, of course, darling." Matt pulled him toward the doors where the rest of the digi-destined were starting to pile out. "The others are going to leave with out us if we don't get moving." They kissed and separated.
The party had been going for a while when midnight hit. They had rented a hall, and had invited the twelve digi-destined, Mr. and Mrs. Ichijouji, Dai's mother, and Matt's father, as well as his band. It was a big dual celebration, and even Jun and her boyfriend were there.
The elder Ichijouji looked over to where his son was talking with Mrs. Motomiya and Davis. He was laughing over something the soccer star had done.
He looked beyond them and saw Yamato talking to Tai, Jyou, Izzy, and Sora. He had met them all during the months since Ken had come out. Matt kept glancing at Ken, waiting to catch the teen by himself. With a determined sigh, he started toward his son. Davis's mother smiled at him, and congratulated him on the son he had raised. He thanked her and took her praise graciously.
"Sorry, but can I steal my son for just a minute?" She nodded, and he pulled Ken to the side. "I realize that I haven't made the past several year the easiest, and I apologize." Amethyst eyes widened at the words pouring out of his father's mouth. "I want you to know that I love you, no matter what, and I'm sorry that I didn't tell you that before. If you're truly happy with him, then you have my blessing."
Yamato disengaged himself as soon as he saw Ken being pulled aside by his father. He made his way as quickly and unnoticeable as possible. The other guests immersed themselves into conversations. Mr. Ichijouji raised a hand and beckoned him to them. He quickened his step.
There were tears in the amethyst eyes that Matt had fallen in love with, and he turned to the older man with fire in his eyes. Ken laid a hand on his arm and smiled. It was a beautiful smile, full of hope and love and joy. And the older man walked away, leaving both boys standing in stunned silence behind him.
Ken looked at Matt and smiled. He no longer had to look up at the older boy. The blonde smiled in return and pulled him toward a chair. He pushed the younger boy down so that he was sitting on the plastic seat, and then he knelt in front of him, taking out the box.
"Ken, the last year together has been the best that I could ever have hoped for. I've been hesitating about how to do this, and I wanted to talk to your father before I did." He opened the box and held it out. "Will you promise to wait for me? Will you love me while I'm gone, and will you keep your arms ready for me to come back?"
Blue-violet eyes looked at him in shock. A single tear rolled slowly down his cheek, and then he pushed off the seat, sending Yamato flying backwards onto the floor, the younger teen on top of him. "There is nothing that would make me happier."
They kissed to seal the promise, as the others looked on, misty-eyed. Mr. Ichijouji smiled slightly at his wife, happy that his son was happy. He still couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he wouldn't mar this day with his own feelings. It was his son's day, and he'd smile for him if it killed him.
They were married five years later, when Ken left the university with his degree in computer programming. He was immediatly accepted into a firm, at a top salary, and a secure position.
Matt's band became famous, and their first single stayed on the top of the charts for sixty-three weeks, only to be replaced by their second single.
Mr. Ichijouji was beyond pleased when Yamato agreed to take the Ichijouji name, and he almost had a heart attack when they told him they were adopting a son. His name would be carried on. He hugged his son and son-in-law, and told them both how much he loved them. They weren't the only ones stunned. He denied being sentimental afterwards, but he didn't take back the words.
Tai was no longer allowed to cook. When Jyou became a doctor, and Tai a diplomat, they hired a fulltime cook. He wasn't allowed in the kitchen.
Dai and Kari were married. It was a double-wedding. T.K. and Iori were the second couple. They were six years behind Matt and Ken.
Izzy and Sora became engaged, Jyou and Tai didn't discuss it, and Miyako and Mimi were too busy on separate continents to do more that call and email each other, and visit each other occasionally.
Everyone was happy, and in love.
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And Rae gagged on the crap she wrote, so this fic is being finished by her ghost. Sappy. Yeah, so what. Kenato should always be happy. There is so much room for depression in both their lives that they deserve better. I like angst, but I refuse to write it for these two unless necesssary
This is contest info. Also available on my Taito, Only One. The contest will be over on June 7th:
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
Dislcaimer: ...............................
Warning: Daiyako. Daiyako. Daiyako. NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kenato, Takori, Daikari, Miyami, Soshiro, Taijyou. Fun, right? For me, maybe.
______________________________
Author: Same as the others, Rae (still a penname)
Title: Impossible (I had to look up the title. I couldn't remember it.)
Content: Kenato and yaoi
"My tie's crooked." Ken eyed himself critically in the mirror. Two arms reached around him from behind to straighten the offending material.
"No, it's not. It looks fine, so leave it alone. Now, we shoud probably discuss your hair." Matt smiled at his boyfriends reflection. Ken stuck his tongue out. "Later, lover-boy."
"Maybe we could die it brown and spike it like Dai's." The blonde shuddered and shook his head. He liked Davis just fine, but the thought of kissing him was like... kissing T.K.!
"Your parents are here. They're in the living room with the others. I sent them an invitation three weeks ago, but was uncertain of whether you would approve." The younger man shrugged.
His tie straight, his hair still chin length and gorgeous, Ken gave himself a once-over. "Something's missing." Matt held up Ken's crest on by its chain, making him smile. "What would I do without you?"
"Get married, and have children." They raised their eyes in the mirror and looked at Mr. Ichijouji in the glass. "You're going to be late. Your friends are waiting."
They followed him out of the room, hands entwined. A year later, and Ken's father still refused to speak to Yamato. He barely spoke to his son. They left the bathroom of the Ishida apartment, and greeted the rest of the digi-destined in the hallway. It was barely twenty minutes before they would have to leave to make their reservations.
Matt walked up to Mr. Ichijouji and pulled him aside as Ken turned to speak to several of the others. "Sir. I won't apologize for loving your son. I can't believe, and I won't, that it's wrong. I love him, and I believe that he loves me, too. I'm going away next year, and we won't see each other nearly as much, but we're going to stay together."
"Isn't that the way you said it would be? That you would stick by each other no matter what? Why are you rubbing this in now?" He looked at him coldly. "Or is this where you tell me that I'm no longer welcome in my son's life, because I just add more strain to your relationship."
"I would never ask that of you, or of him. Your relationship with him is your own business, until it causes him pain, or interferes with mine." He sighed. "I didn't ask to talk to you to fight. I have a request that I wish to ask of you, and I need your full cooperation."
The older man raised an eyebrow. Putting aside his own feelings for a moment, he nodded encouragingly. Matt was someone that he would have liked, if not for his relationship with his son.
The blonde pulled a small box out of his pocket and handed it to him. "I want to give him that, today, but I know that his first reaction is going to be to ask you. If you tell him that you don't approve, he'll be hurt, again, and he'll do it to thwart you, and to make you mad. He'll do it because he cares, but he'll do it in such a way as to make you more upset."
It was a solid silver promise ring. Into the medal band, the crest of kindess had been engraved and linked to the crest of friendship. The inner engraving held their names. /Yamato and Ken, a promise of forever/.
Mr. Ichijouji looked at him a moment and then handed it back. He didn't get a chance to reply before Ken put an arm around Yamato's waist and the boy barely managed to hide the ring. "What are you two discussing?" He eyed them with mock-suspicion. His father didn't acknowledge him or the question.
"You, of course, darling." Matt pulled him toward the doors where the rest of the digi-destined were starting to pile out. "The others are going to leave with out us if we don't get moving." They kissed and separated.
The party had been going for a while when midnight hit. They had rented a hall, and had invited the twelve digi-destined, Mr. and Mrs. Ichijouji, Dai's mother, and Matt's father, as well as his band. It was a big dual celebration, and even Jun and her boyfriend were there.
The elder Ichijouji looked over to where his son was talking with Mrs. Motomiya and Davis. He was laughing over something the soccer star had done.
He looked beyond them and saw Yamato talking to Tai, Jyou, Izzy, and Sora. He had met them all during the months since Ken had come out. Matt kept glancing at Ken, waiting to catch the teen by himself. With a determined sigh, he started toward his son. Davis's mother smiled at him, and congratulated him on the son he had raised. He thanked her and took her praise graciously.
"Sorry, but can I steal my son for just a minute?" She nodded, and he pulled Ken to the side. "I realize that I haven't made the past several year the easiest, and I apologize." Amethyst eyes widened at the words pouring out of his father's mouth. "I want you to know that I love you, no matter what, and I'm sorry that I didn't tell you that before. If you're truly happy with him, then you have my blessing."
Yamato disengaged himself as soon as he saw Ken being pulled aside by his father. He made his way as quickly and unnoticeable as possible. The other guests immersed themselves into conversations. Mr. Ichijouji raised a hand and beckoned him to them. He quickened his step.
There were tears in the amethyst eyes that Matt had fallen in love with, and he turned to the older man with fire in his eyes. Ken laid a hand on his arm and smiled. It was a beautiful smile, full of hope and love and joy. And the older man walked away, leaving both boys standing in stunned silence behind him.
Ken looked at Matt and smiled. He no longer had to look up at the older boy. The blonde smiled in return and pulled him toward a chair. He pushed the younger boy down so that he was sitting on the plastic seat, and then he knelt in front of him, taking out the box.
"Ken, the last year together has been the best that I could ever have hoped for. I've been hesitating about how to do this, and I wanted to talk to your father before I did." He opened the box and held it out. "Will you promise to wait for me? Will you love me while I'm gone, and will you keep your arms ready for me to come back?"
Blue-violet eyes looked at him in shock. A single tear rolled slowly down his cheek, and then he pushed off the seat, sending Yamato flying backwards onto the floor, the younger teen on top of him. "There is nothing that would make me happier."
They kissed to seal the promise, as the others looked on, misty-eyed. Mr. Ichijouji smiled slightly at his wife, happy that his son was happy. He still couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he wouldn't mar this day with his own feelings. It was his son's day, and he'd smile for him if it killed him.
They were married five years later, when Ken left the university with his degree in computer programming. He was immediatly accepted into a firm, at a top salary, and a secure position.
Matt's band became famous, and their first single stayed on the top of the charts for sixty-three weeks, only to be replaced by their second single.
Mr. Ichijouji was beyond pleased when Yamato agreed to take the Ichijouji name, and he almost had a heart attack when they told him they were adopting a son. His name would be carried on. He hugged his son and son-in-law, and told them both how much he loved them. They weren't the only ones stunned. He denied being sentimental afterwards, but he didn't take back the words.
Tai was no longer allowed to cook. When Jyou became a doctor, and Tai a diplomat, they hired a fulltime cook. He wasn't allowed in the kitchen.
Dai and Kari were married. It was a double-wedding. T.K. and Iori were the second couple. They were six years behind Matt and Ken.
Izzy and Sora became engaged, Jyou and Tai didn't discuss it, and Miyako and Mimi were too busy on separate continents to do more that call and email each other, and visit each other occasionally.
Everyone was happy, and in love.
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And Rae gagged on the crap she wrote, so this fic is being finished by her ghost. Sappy. Yeah, so what. Kenato should always be happy. There is so much room for depression in both their lives that they deserve better. I like angst, but I refuse to write it for these two unless necesssary
This is contest info. Also available on my Taito, Only One. The contest will be over on June 7th:
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