Stuck
The sun
shone brightly up in the cloudless sky. It dripped holy light on the valley
below, overflowing with tropical trees and rainbow-colored plants. The wind blew
softly through the leafs, and the soft echoes of water splashing could be heard
trembling in the air. In the digital world it was the season that could be
compared to the spring in the human one and everything was green and vivid.
Flowers blossomed everywhere through the dense vegetation of the rainforest,
crystal raindrops of the morning mist still shining on the soft blades of
emerald grass whispering in the breeze. Delicate petals danced in the air, spun
by the wind in a slow dance. Everything was quiet, everything was beautiful.
It was
one of those days when one is grateful to be born.
"Get
the hell away from me!!"
Well,
maybe for the two boy walking…
"The
hell I'll do! Just keep your mouth close and move_your_ass!"
ehm…having
a 'polite discussion' in the middle of the above-mentioned lush forest,
things didn't appear 'exactly' so rosy…
"I
still don't get *why* I'm forced to waste my time with you."
"Ooooh!!!
Mr. I-know-it-all is in a loss of answers for once?!"
"Well."
the first one who had talked snapped. "We wouldn't be in this situation if
Mr. I-can-do-everything-wrong here didn't push both of us off that cliff!!"
"Ah!
Like it's my fault!" the other spat. "I would have *never* pushed you if
you hadn't attacked us first!!"
"Me?!
Are you saying it's my fault we're stuck here together?!"
"Oh,
do you finally admit it?!"
"I
would have *never* attacked you if you and your stupid friends didn't invade
my territory!!"
"YOURS?!
And who said this" he yelled, spreading out his arms. "Is yours?!"
"*I*
do!"
"And
who are you to say so?!"
"I'm
the ruler of this lands!"
"And
who said you're?!"
"*I*
do!"
"And
who are you to say so?!"
"I'm
the ruler of this lands!"
"And
who said you're?!"
"*I*
do!"
"And
who are you to…" the slight shorter boy stopped in mid-track, frowning
slightly. "Wait…we're walking in circles here."
"Oh,
did you finally notice?" the older one replied, crossing his arms in front of
his chest.
"I was
*not* talking about the road." The other snapped. "I was talking about our
argument. Or did your majesty here not grasp it?!"
The
other growled. "It's called bitter sarcasm, digidestined. Are you too dumb
to understand when someone is mocking you?!"
"And
are *you* so stupid to keep refusing to collaborate, *Emperor*?!"
"Remind
me why I've to, then."
The
digidestined opened his mouth to answer, when a monster roared in the close
distance. "That's why." He said, casting a single finger up.
The
Emperor looked away, evidently pissed off by the fact the other was *right*. He
just *hated* when someone was right and he, consequentially, wasn't. He just
hated it. He turned to the other direction and took a step away from the other
boy, when he heard the distant roar of a monster. It sounded far bigger than the
monster from before. Or than the one from two hours before. Or than the one from
earlier that morning or…
The
Emperor stopped. Stifling a growl he turned back around, facing the digidestined
who had finally turned toward him.
"Fine."
He snapped. "Let's call a truce."
"Good."
The other nodded.
They
stood in silence, gazing at each other, when
the monster roared again.
It was
closer.
That forest was definitely a monster haven.
"Let's
get the hell out of here before something else wants to kick our asses" the
digidestined sighed. "I've had enough for one day." The monster roared
again, this time very-very nearby. The boy frowned, looking around.
"I
fear we need a place where to hide, digidestined."
"hm-hm."
He replied and then walked over the biggest three around and carefully climbed
up the lowest branch.
"What
the *hell* are you doing." The emperor demanded, his voice fat and bored, more
than angry and questioning.
"Hiding."
The boy shifted, trying to find a comfortable position, and then reached out
toward his former enemy.
The
blue-haired tyrant didn't even flinch as he looked uninterested at the hand
stretched toward him.
"Baka."
The digidestined muttered, grabbing a handful of the Emperor's cape.
"Ehy!"
the Emperor backed away, this time greeting his companion with the display of a
reaction. "what do you think you're doing?!"
"Climb
up."
"No."
"Climb
up."
"No."
"Climb
up."
"NO."
he repeated, this time a little louder and a monster answered with a roar. "Alright."
He snapped.
"And
wear off your cape."
"WHAT?!"
"It
slows you and weights you down."
"Fine."
The Emperor snapped, silently swearing he would kill the other boy once they
were out of that forest.
"And
wear off your glasses."
"They
weight me down too?"
The boy
shrugged, suddenly uninterested in the other. "I just want to look into the
eyes of the people I'm talking to."
*That*
got the Emperor's attention. The boy wanted to talk to him?! And wanted to see
his eyes while doing it?
One
purple eyebrow curved up in confusion. Had the digibrat hit his head when they
fell from the cliff? Didn't he remember they were enemies?!
"Do
you mind say it again?"
The boy
shrugged, again. "Fine. I_want_to_look_in_your_eyes_when_I_talk_to_you. You
happy now?!"
Much to
his own shock, and to the digidestined embarrassment, the Emperor nodded his
head absent-mindedly.
His eyes
blinking quickly behind the dark lenses, the Emperor recoiled a step backward.
Well, thinking about the whole situation without his anger getting in the way,
he was quite grateful that, of all the digibrats, he hadn't ended up with one
of the original ones.
Or with
one of the girls, for that matter.
He
didn't think he could handle to be stuck in the middle of a forest, without
any digimon, without the slightest idea of where he was and where he was going
to, if he had to hear one of those two complain all day as well.
The
Emperor raised an hesitant hand toward his glasses, fingering them slowly.
He was
relieved he wasn't with the short-haired, green-eyed brat too. He seemed to
have developed a deeper hate for him than his companions had.
Sighing,
he threw his glasses away, his hand running mindlessly toward the collar of his
cape.
And at
least he wasn't with that tall blonde that irritated him so much.
Okay.
So being
with their leader wasn't so bad.
It could
have gone worst.
His cape
slid noiselessly to the grass, brushing his back and legs during its soft fall.
He looked up at Daisuke then. At his waving arm stretched toward him. He
silently grabbed his hand, with random thoughts about how strong and yet soft it
felt crossing his mind, and climbed up next to him. Once he was settled in front
of his rival, Ken continued to think, brushing a stray hand of hair off his eyes.
Okay,
maybe say he was actually *glad* to be with Daisuke was a little too far, but he
couldn't deny he preferred to be with him than with anyone else.
Wait.
What did
he just thought?!
Glad to
be with him?!
Prefer
to be with him than with *anyone* else?!
…
And why
the hell of all the digibrats he cared to remember *only* Motomiya's name?
…
…
and
surname, evidently.
Okay,
stop.
Rewound.
Erase
the thoughts.
Okay,
let's go on.
Daisuke
blinked cluelessly and looked at Ken with curious eyes, dimly aware that he
hadn't let go of his hand yet.
Ken
looked away, focusing on his cape and glasses on the ground and barely holding
back a surprised cry as he noticed they were…disappearing?!
"…what?"
Blinking owlishly, Daisuke followed the indigo stare and his eyes widen at the
sight of the forgotten items dissolving in a miasma of shimmering dust.
"What
the--?!" he managed to squeak out, before the simmering dust was carried away
by the wind.
"I
don't know." Came the breathed reply. Ken looked up at Daisuke then, his
eyes huge and confused. "I don't know. For once I really don't know."
Daisuke
nodded slowly, his eyes traveling from Ken's face to the ground a back.
Then a
malicious grin spread across his face, making Ken regret his earlier thoughts.
'Glad
to be with Daisuke'?!
Naa…
"What
would happen if I'll strip you to the skin?! Will you be forced to stay naked
until we find a digiportal?!"
"BAKA!"
the Emperor shouted back, this time using a careless, too common slang, which
only made Daisuke's grin grew wider. The purple haired boy looked away,
annoyed, and the other leaned back against the trunk of the tree.
They
both remained silently, not looking at each other. Yet their hands remained
linked.
*
* * * *
"Okay."
Daisuke said, disengaging his hand form Ken's and jumping down the branch.
"I think they're gone."
"And
this theory of yours is based on?"
"On
the fact trees are starting to fall down some kilometers in that direction."
He said, pointing something far behind Ken's shoulders.
"So?"
"So."
The tan skinned boy frowned. "That huge thing that was chasing us must be
what's slamming those trees down."
"How
can you be completely sure?!"
"I'm
not!" Daisuke shrugged. "But we can't spend the rest of our lives on that
tree." He added matter-of-factly. "Besides…" he paused, scratching his
now flushed cheek "I'm hungry."
Ken
rolled his eyes, gracefully sliding off the branch. "Typical."
"What?
Are you saying you're *not* hungry?"
"No. I
just can hide it better than you."
"Ehy!!!!!!
It's not like I'm drooling or doing funny noise with my stomach!!"
"You
sure?" The Emperor smirked and Daisuke was silenced by his own stomach
growling its protests aloud.
The tan
skinned face tinted of a delicious cherry red and ducked down, brown eyes
suddenly interested in the grass. "I *did* say I was hungry, after all…"
Ken
laughed. Not his typical, heartless sneer, but a soft, twinkling giggle. "and
your body sure tells the same!!"
Daisuke
shifted in his spot, his eyes darting around. "Let's go foraging." He
yelled, rushing toward the depth of the forest. "C'mon!! Are you coming or
not?!"
*
* * * *
"So,
what's bothering you?"
"Nothing."
"That's
not true."
"It is."
"Sorry
to disagree with you, digidestined, but I can see *clearly* that something's
wrong with you."
Daisuke
sighed, looking down at the Emperor. "I'm worried, okay?!" he snapped,
looking forward again.
The
digimon Emperor closed briefly his eyes, shifting in his resting spot on the
large flat rock, before look up at his former rival. "Oh…I see."
Daisuke
frowned, looking down at the Emperor again. "What."
"Nothing."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaat?"
Daisuke pouted slightly, teasing the Emperor with his foot, which was hanging
down from the branch.
"You're
scared." The purple-haired boy replied, shrugging.
"'m
not!!!" Daisuke balled his fist, kicking softly Ken's shoulder with no
intention to hurt. Maybe just to annoy.
"You're."
"I'm
not!"
"Then
what's wrong with you?!" Ken asked, laying on his back with the same grace
and flawlessly of a cat.
"I
don't want us to get hurt, and I fear you and I could---damn."
The
Emperor snickered, narrowing his eyes in sudden pleasure. "See? I was right,
you're scared."
"I'm
*not*."
"You
said it yourself."
"I
said 'I fear'."
"It's
pretty much the same." He shrugged.
"It's
not!!" He jumped
down near him, looking all around, and took a seat on the rock he was laying on.
"We need to start a fire." He shrugged.
Looking
at the boy laying next to him, Daisuke was rewarded with a cold stare, filled
with something unidentifiable, but surely close to annoyance and mockery.
"Oh.
Very wise. It would be like ringing the dinner bell." He said slowly, standing
up to sit close to the tan skinned boy. "Come on monstrous, ravenous digimon!
Are you hungry? We're right here!!"
Daisuke
gave him a dirty look. One that could have frozen him in his spot if he wasn't
used to receive such glares. And the purple haired boy grinned back evilly.
"Do
you want to freeze to death, then?"
"No"
he frowned and Daisuke grinned.
"Then,
we'll start a fire."
"And
we'll end up in the stomach of some digimon."
"No we
won't." Daisuke said as he folded his arms.
"With
all the probabilities, we will."
"No,
we won't."
"Yes,
we will."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
The
argument kept going on, flat and bored, as if they didn't feel like arguing,
but knew they were supposed to.
But at
the end, they both found it *fun*.
"Okay,
we'll start a small one then."
"Big
or small doesn't make much of a difference." Ken noted. "It will be still
something to signal our presence."
"okay
then." Daisuke said, slowly standing up and brushing the dust off his shorts
once he was on his feet. "Stay here and freeze, I'm going to start a fire."
"What?"
"I'll
spend the night there." Daisuke pointed the river shore. "Good night." He
snapped as he walked away with all the pride he could manage.
The
digimon Emperor rolled his eyes, laying back on the cold rock.
*
* * * *
Ken
awoke at the feeling of something warm brush against his back. He jerked his
head up, only to grasp a glimpse of Daisuke walking away from him. He slowly sat
up, Daisuke's flamed jacked sliding gently off his shoulder. Swaying indigo
eyes wandered down toward the red flames as slender fingers ran upon them. He
looked back up, biting his lips as he noticed Daisuke sitting down on the sand,
rubbing his hands against his arms to warm up. Ever so slowly, Ken silently
stood up, grasping the jacket in his hands.
Noiselessly
he glided through the shadow, reached Daisuke and gently placed his jacket on
his now trembling shoulders.
"Wha--??"
he jerked around, wide eyed, only to be nose to nose with his sworn enemy. Pale
fingers rested more than necessary on the collar of his jacket as blue and brown
met and melt in one another.
"I…don't
need it." The Emperor said, suddenly moving away.
"Yes,
you do." Daisuke replied, standing up to be at Ken's eye level once again.
"I
don't want it." He snapped, trying to sound menacing and only succeeding in
make evident his nervousness.
He
wasn't used to receive such attentions.
And he
wasn't used to show any.
"But
you need it." Daisuke pointed, placing his jacked gently around Ken's
shoulders.
"…and
you don't?"
"I'll
just freeze to death." He shrugged, plastering a smile on his lips.
Ken
flinched and turned his head a little to look at the other boy. "It *is* cold."
He said.
Daisuke
nodded, suddenly serious. "And we can't start that fire after all."
Ken
nodded back, shifting to face the other boy. "And we have only this jacket as
a blanket."
"Maybe…"
the tan skinned boy trailed off, before take a deep breath and look up at his
former enemy. "we could sleep…a little…closer?"
Ken
nodded again. "That would help."
Daisuke
nodded back. "A lot."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
Daisuke
slowly kneeled down, looking at Ken do the same. He turned, and laid back in the
sand, facing up the sky which was starting to match Ken's eyes as it turned a
deeper shade of blue. A faint brush of cloth against his arm told him that Ken
had done the same. He licked his lips, glancing at Ken out of the corner of his
eyes. Both the boy were unnaturally still, obviously nervous and sort of scared.
"Good…night…Ken."
"Good
night digi---Daisuke."
"Night."
He mumbled, trying to shift but not finding the force –or courage– to do it.
*
* * * *
When
Daisuke opened his eyes the morning after, it was to see Ken's face few inches
from his, a content smile playing over his lips. Trying to reach up and brush
away the loose strands of purple resting on the pale cheek, Daisuke was
immediately aware that his arms were around Ken. One was around his chest, the
hand placed on his shoulder; the other was wrapped around his waist, fingers
brushing his hip. Daisuke sucked in a breath, panicking for a brief moment.
It was
then that Ken flinched, and Daisuke realized his hands had trapped the front of
his shirt in two tight fists. The purple haired boy moaned, rubbing his head
against Daisuke's collarbone, before surrender again to sleep.
"So
kawaii…" Daisuke whispered.
//EHY!!!"//
he kicked himself mentally. //It's the Emperor we're talking about here!!!!!!!!//
//…//
//…//
//…but
he's still so kawaii…// he smiled, unconsciously
hugging him closer and placing his cheek upon Ken's.
Ken
awoke few moments later, shifting his head so that he was laying more
comfortably against his pillow. It was a warm and soft pillow, indeed. More
comfortable that the one he had in his base or the one he had at home. It was
far more warmer, too. The only bad thing about this pillow were its spiky hair
which was…
HOLD EVERYTHING!!!
Spiky hair?!
"Daisuke?!" Ken
cried out, two orbs of dark blue shooting open and staring unbelievingly at the
boy a few inches in front of his face. When he tried to move his face, he found
that not only Daisuke's cheeks was against his, but his own face was buried in
the curve of his neck, lips slightly brushing the exposed collarbone.
His eyes
grew wide and shifted to look forward, his cheeks turning an unusual shade of
vivid crimson as his lips lingered against the perfect neckline longer than the
necessary. He hardly suppressed the chill which ran down his spine, consequently
arching against the slight younger boy.
Feeling
the other boy rub against him, Daisuke sensed something was different from
before. Reluctantly cracking one eye open, he looked around, tightening his hold
around the Emperor who, this time, sucked in a soundly breath. His eyes opened
wide and he shifted to look down at the boy, who could now look back up at him.
*That*
was what was different.
Ken was
awake.
"…Ken?"
he asked in a soft voice, his fingertips brushing across the purple-haired
boy's back.
Then
reality flooded over him.
Both
boys jumped apart at the same time, short of breaths and wide eyed. The Emperor
could just blink, while Daisuke looked around convulsing.
"I…I…I…it-it
wasn't what it seemed!! I embraced you just because…because…you…you were
warm!!" he yelled, blushing terribly.
The
Emperor flinched, his shoulders jumping up in surprise. "And I…I…I…was
embracing you for the exact same reason!"
"I
know."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"I
know."
They
both nodded. At the same time.
"No
other reason."
"Sure."
"Sure."
"It
was just to feel warmth."
"Indeed."
"No
other reason."
"No."
"Good."
"Good."
Daisuke
shifted uncomfortably, looking at Ken trying his best to evade his stare.
"…and
I wasn't…hum…'caressing' your back when you woke up." he trailed
off, his mind racing to find a good excuse. "I was just…uhm…keeping you
warm."
"Yes."
Ken nodded eagerly. "And my lips…uhm…even if they were against your neck…that
doesn't mean I was…"
"I
know." Daisuke nodded back with just equal eager, the ghost sensation of warm
lips against his skin suddenly burning.
"Good."
"hm-hm."
"okay."
"okay."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
" and
I---" they started at the same time and paused allowing the other to go on.
Seeing Daisuke hesitating and Daisuke seeing Ken do the same, both Ken and his
sworn rival opened their mouths again. "I wasn't…" the said
contemporarily. And then trailed off.
"…"
"…"
"Ehm…"
Daisuke cleared his throat nervously. "…feeling like re-starting to walk?"
"Hm-hm."
"Good."
He nodded and yet none of them moved for a considerably long amount of time, the
thick, nervous silence surrounding them occasionally broken by half-murmured
nonsense.
*
* * * *
"Are
you all right?"
"Hm-hm."
"You
sure?"
"Hm-hm."
"Tired?"
A quick
shake of his head.
"I see."
A pause. "…are you hungry?"
"…no."
he breathed. A pause. "…you?"
"No."
"Good."
"Good."
Daisuke nodded, moving a low branch from his way and quietly holding it so that
it wouldn't smack Ken's chest.
"Thanks."
"Nothing."
A pause.
"Did
you just thank me?"
"I did,
didn't I?" Ken sighed. "I'm being…so…so…"
"Kind?"
Daisuke supplied, and Ken winched mentally.
"No."
he shrugged. "I was thinking something like 'utterly and completely out of
my mind' actually."
"Kind."
Daisuke insisted and Ken rolled his eyes, a flash of his usual self in his eyes.
"Fine."
He snapped. "I was acting kindly. Happy?"
Daisuke
nodded eagerly. "A lot. I like it better when you're kinder"
"Yeah,
yeah…" the tyrant waved it off, shifting his head in annoyance.
"It's
true!"
"It's
not."
"It is!"
"It's
not!"
"Aw.
Come on Ken! I'd know what *I* think!!"
"Sure."
"Uhmpf!"
Daisuke raged, balling his fists. "If I say that I like you when you're kind,
then it means I mean every word!!"
Ken
waved his hand "Ye--" he stopped. "N-nani?"
He
looked wide eyed at an equal wide-eyed Daisuke. The only difference between the
blue orbs and the mahogany ones were that the formers were filled with shock and
the latter were still filled with rage.
"What?"
Daisuke blinked, unsure of what was happening.
"You
just said you…" Ken swallowed. "like me."
"D-did
I?" he blushed, taking an half-steps backward. Ken nodded, his eyes pinning
Daisuke on place. "I…meant…I…like…you…as…a person…you know a
'friend' kind of…"
"Friend?!"
"I
m-mean…without feelings or stuff!!!!!!"
"F-feelings?"
Indigo
eyes shot unbelievably wide and Daisuke jumped, licking his lips in obvious
nervousness.
"Do
you have feelings for me, Daisuke?"
"N-nani?"
"You
heard me!" Ken snapped, taking a step forward.
"I…uhm…I."
"Do-do
you?" Ken murmured, blinking quickly.
"…No!!!
Of course not! I…think…why?!" he yelled, suddenly shifting from the
timid-Daisuke mode to the intimidating-Daisuke one. "Do you have feelings for
me?"
"NO
WAY! …right…?" the Emperor looked away, suddenly finding the blades of
grass tickling his ankles *very* interesting.
"So…we
don't have feelings for each other?"
"It
seems we don't."
"Good."
"Good."
"Very."
He nodded
"Relieving."
"Yeah."
"A lot."
"Hm-Hm."
"Ah-ah. "
"Ehm… *cough*
let's go?"
"Okay."
"Okay."
"C'mon."
"Let's
go."
"Yeah"
"Yeah"
*
* * * *
"What?"
"…Nothing."
"What?"
"…Nothing."
"What?!"
"NOTHING!"
"Would
you *please* stop staring at me, then?!"
"What?!
I wasn't staring at you!"
"Ah!
Of course you weren't!"
"I
wasn't!"
"You
were!!"
"But
you were staring at me, too!"
"Only
because I caught you staring at me!"
"AH!
Do you admit it, then! You *were* staring at me!"
"Basically,
you just admitted you were staring too."
"Fine,
I was."
"Me
too." Ken nodded. "Why?"
"Dunno."
Daisuke shrugged. "You?"
"I
don't know either."
"…"
"…"
"…stop
that."
"That
what?"
"Staring
at me sideways."
"*you*
are the one staring at me."
"Me?!
Why should I look at *you*?"
"For
the same reason that made you *hug* me."
"What?!
You were the one hugging me! You were holding my shirt in you hands, or hadn't
you noticed?!"
"Then
you could have noticed you were *caressing* my back!"
"And
you were *kissing* me for that matter!"
As soon
as those words escaped Daisuke's lips, both boys looked away, flushed and sort
of offended.
"…why
do we keep doing this?" Daisuke asked softly after a while, his eyes not quite
meeting Ken's.
"…do
what?"
"You
know what."
"Fight
without a reason?" the purple-haired boy shrugged. "We're enemies Daisuke,
we're not allowed to forget this."
"I
know." Shoulders bend down in defeat, Daisuke slowly moved away from the other
boy, silently moving a willow branch from his way…
…and
freezing in his spot.
"K-Ken?"
"…what?"
he asked reluctantly, not turning toward the other.
"W-w-we
are out."
"What?!"
swirling around, Ken rushed to Daisuke's side, moving a second branch to take
a good look of what had left Daisuke speechless.
It was
the cinnamon-haired boy, however, the first one to walk out of the forest, and
to the edge of the clearing. Once there, he stopped and gazed around, turning
slowly toward his purple haired companion. "We did it?"
The
purple-haired boy nodded slowly, the shadow of a smile gracing his pale lips.
Suddenly
swirling around Daisuke began his frantic run, laughing at the soft, knee-length
blades of grass brushing his legs. There was an hill in front of him and once at
the top he stopped, short of breath, and a little cry escaped his lips.
"…ah…"
"Daisuke?"
came the hesitant call, slightly anxious and concerned.
"Ah…"
Daisuke's cry grew louder and Ken took a tentative step forward.
"Dai…suke?"
Daisuke
didn't say anything else, and Ken slowly climbed to his side, only to be left
breathless by the sight below them.
A
wonderful scenario laid in front of their unbelieving eyes. The sunlight peeked
through the clouds, spraying fragments of light and warmth over the valley below
them. It ran to the horizon, a puzzle of different shades of green, tinted with
hints of lavender, turquoise and pink. Crystal tears, brushes of shining azure,
the rivers ran through the valley. There were a forest at the left and at the
right the valley slowly faded away in soft dune of white sand, which was lulled
by the glimmering water of the sea.
Circled
by the high mountains, the lush forests and the shimmering sea, the valley was
green and vivid, nearly brilliant in all its unconscious glory. A piece of
Paradise which gifted them with a vision of pure serenity.
Left
speechless for what seemed an eternity, the boys dared to emit a sound only when
the soft wind blew through the valleys, catching Ken's hair as it went,
whipping it around to brush Daisuke's face.
"Ken,
look!" Daisuke cried, with a child like awe which made Ken smile. "It's
wonderful!"
Ken
nodded, but then the smile died on his lips as he narrowed his eyes to see
something in the distance. Following his gaze, Daisuke turned, but what had
darkened Ken's mood made him cry out in joy.
"Guys!!!
They're searching for me!!!!!!!!!!" He nearly jumped, looking at his friends
flying on the back of their digimon in the valley below. Ken sighed and turned
to the other direction and this time, it was *him* who let out a little cry.
"…Wo…wormmon?"
Daisuke turned too and saw the big shapes of the Airdramon tracing lazy circles
in the air, obviously searching for something.
Or
someone.
And,
hearing carefully, Ken could even hear Wormmon's distant cries.
"Ken-chan!!"
he was calling. "Ken-chan!!!!"
Very
uncharacteristic of him, Ken not only didn't get mad as he heard his digimon
call him by his true name; but he even smiled, clasping his hands upon his chest.
Slowly,
two hands approached him from behind, and when they placed on is shoulders, Ken
didn't even flinch, too busy dealing with the strange feeling of contentment
trembling inside his chest.
"See?"
Daisuke breathed against his ear. "We did it."
Ken
stood there for a moment, giving a little nod. And then, scarcely aware of his
own actions, he turned, his arms wrapping around the other boy's neck, his
body pressing against his, his lips seeking out his...
And they
kissed.
In
response to the quick movement, Daisuke's hands had left Ken's shoulders,
but after the first blissful moments, they moved as on their own, and enclosed
Ken in way more intimate and warm embrace. Just like that morning, his
fingertips started to trace meaningless figures on the boy's back, as their
lips melted together. Hands danced up Daisuke's shoulders and tangled ran
through his cinnamon spikes, as strong arms clasped the two bodies closer
together.
Suddenly
realizing *what* exactly he and his *enemy* were doing, Ken pulled away wide
eyed and flushed. Daisuke, now aware of what they were doing, suddenly freed Ken
from his embrace and both boy took a step backward.
"…I…uhm…"
Ken rambled, not really knowing what happened. "…don't…don't think…I
didn't…it's not like…I…uhm…kiss…every gir--boy--everyone I meet…it's
just…I wanted to…ehm…'celebrate'?" he asked unsurely.
Daisuke
shook his head, wide eyed. "It was…my…first…kiss…"
"It
was mine too…" Ken murmured.
"And
it was to celebrate?"
Ken bit
his bottom lips, bowing his head down. "…I…"
He was
ready for the cinnamon-haired boy to strike him, when he grabbed two handful of
his jumpsuit and pulled him closer.
So he
was caught completely off guard when, instead of a fist connecting on the side
of his face, he felt lips placing on his own in a second, even more blissful,
kiss. It was still a little clumsy,
a puppy-love kiss, but it lasted longer than the first one. And
it tasted warmer and sweeter.
Then,
with a rather rough shove, Daisuke pulled away, grinning like a fool at the
Kaiser's confused expression.
"…I…wanted
to celebrate too…we…risked our lives after all…"
Ken
managed to nod slowly, the tip of his tongue tracing his lips to find any
lingering taste of Daisuke.
Releasing
the slight older boy, Daisuke looked up to see the Airdramon approaching them
quickly. Turning around, he caught a glimpse of his friends rushing toward them
full-speed. Sighing softly, he turned to smile at the emperor, and then turned,
walking slowly but surely toward the side of the hill his friends were quickly
approaching.
"Daisuke?"
whirling around, the boy didn't even had the time to blink, that the
Emperor's mouth had trapped his own in another earth-shattering kiss. He
gasped a little, and Ken didn't miss the chance to nibble Daisuke's bottom
lip. Trapping Ken's upper lip in his mouth to suck it gently, Daisuke left his
mouth open to Ken's tongue to enter it.
And that
was just what happened.
Tongues
met and battled, danced, caressed each other and tasted. Experimentally, softly,
hesitantly and yet fervently, surprisingly eagerly. Hands explored, caressed,
teased, and skin tingled, burned and screamed for more.
After
few moments where both boys tasted heaven, Ken pulled softly away, his hands
cupping Daisuke's tanned cheeks.
"…until
next time…Dai…when we'll celebrate again…" he breathed in Daisuke's
ear, making his bronze colored cheeks turn to a bright cherry shade. Nibbling
gently Daisuke's earlobe, the evil tyrant pulled away, running to the now
landing Airdramon without another word. Daisuke stood, speechless, unable to
move until his friends reached him, and Ken was now far away. Ignoring their
protests, their yells, their cries, hugs and scolds, Daisuke slumped down on the
grass, laying on his back to take a good look at the sky above.
"…Daisuke?"
Hikari asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You all right?"
"Never
been better…"
"You
sure?"
"Hm-hm."
"What
did the Kaiser do to you? Did he hurt you?"
"No…"
he sighed dreamily.
"What
happened then?" Takeru questioned, moving closer.
"We…uhm…called
a truce."
"WHAT?!"
Miyako yelled. "So you two just shook hands and made up?!"
"Made
*up*?!" chocked Daisuke, before burst into a full, glorious laugh. "We
didn't exactly made *up*!!"
"Daisuke?"
"hm?"
"You're
smiling."
"Yeah."
Suddenly
the tan skinned boy jumped up on his feet, pointing a far dark tower, hovering
looming in the sky.
"Damn!"
shouted Takeru.
"ARGH!"
Yelled Miyako. "Another one?!"
"Let's
go!!!!!!" Grinning madly, Daisuke rushed away, random thoughts about pushing a
certain blue-haired tyrant down a cliff swirling inside his mind.
And
surely enough, when he reached the tower a certain blue-haired tyrant *was*
waiting for him…
The end.
((Till
they'll find another cliff =P))
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Okay,
okay I know, you've never read a more stupid ending… ::ducks flying objects::
But ehy! I've typed for hours…and my inspiration streak still haven't
abandoned me… ::sweatdrop::
Err…I
hope you liked it…if not, sorry for wasting your time :)
I'll
come back soon working on my other series…no more senseless standalone!
…
…
I think!
^___________________^
Ja-ne!!!
Nemesi-chan