I write stories with gay content, if you don't like it don't read it. But because if I am forced to say that a story includes such content it will often give away the plot. So the story following may include such content, though I'm not going to say if it does or not. I think that is sufficent warning so if you read it don't complain. I don't own digimon, it's not worth sueing me over either. Ta!



This is dedicated to my dear friend Kenzie who was my muse for this story. Enjoy.

'Good Gods was it ever storming,' TK thought as he peered out the window. Rain was coming down in sheets, and lightening snaked through the sky at regular intervals, causing TK to jump every time the thunder crashed.

He was in a little cabin out in the middle of nowhere, or rather in the middle of some very dark woods, waiting for his friends to meet him. They were due sometime tomorrow, but he wished they were there. The cabin was spooky.

Not that he was *Scared* or anything. Of course not, what sane 20-year-old was scared of being alone? Even if it was in the middle of the woods, in the middle of storm.

TK might have not been scared, but he was very glad that the power was still on.





Well, if one must love anyone, they must love the irony gods, who had just at the second decided to cut the power. It was completely dark in the cabin, and though he still refused to admit it, TK was starting to get a little scared.

'Oh come on Takeru!' he chided himself. 'You are twenty damn years old, you are not scared of the dark! Now where did I leave that flashlight?'

TK managed to locate the said flashlight by running his hands across the floor near him. He gratefully switched it on, the small circle of illumination comforting him.

He looked unhappily out the window again; wishing the storm would hurry up and pass so the power would be restored. TK turned from the window and headed to the kitchen,
but wait a second, did he just see some light in the trees.

No, it must have just been some lightening, but there it was again. It looked like another flashlight. TK switched his own off, not wanting the other person to notice it.

Of course he wasn't scared or anything. He kept repeating that in his mind as every horror story somewhat related to his current situation played out in his mind. He wasn't scared at all.

Nope, not scared, just a little cautious, that was why he was checking the locks on the door. He stumbled around in the dark refusing to put on his flashlight, just in case, but he was not scared!

TK managed to find his way back to the window and looked out it again. The person was a little closer now, though further to the left then he had been. TK sighed in relief, but the light swung back around and started back towards the cabin.

Well it was obvious that the person, who ever it was was searching for something. TK hoped desperately it wasn't for him. The person was just about to exit the words and enter the small clearing between the woods and cabin. Then the light fell to the ground, and stayed there.

TK paced a small distance, chewing at his lip wondering if he should go and see if the person needed any help. He looked out the window again, the light still hadn't moved.

TK switched on his own flashlight and forced visions of a man with a hook for a hand out of his head as he bravely charged out into the rain.

It was pouring buckets out there! TK wished he had grabbed his coat, he had been out there two seconds and he was already soaked. He hurriedly dashed over to the person and nudged them with his foot.

"Come on man, get up. It's cold and wet and RAINING, so GET UP!!!" Well that was effective. TK knelt next to the person and rolled him over.

"JYOU!" he gasped. The flashlight slipped from his fingers as he started shaking his friend roughly. Oh, it wasn't working! Lightening cracked throughout the sky, making TK jump again.

TK shook Jyou even harder, and his head lolled over to the other side and TK could see this nasty bump, encrusted in blood. There was a rock nearby that was obviously the cause of the wound.

"Oohwww," Jyou moaned, moving slightly.

"Jyou, are you OK?" TK demanded.

"My head," he whispered, his voice raspy.

"Come on, we have to get you inside. What are you doing here? You aren't supposed to be here until tomorrow."

"Came early, wanted to talk to you," Jyou said. "Takeru."

"Well let's get you inside, we can talk there." TK managed to haul Jyou to his feet.

"Where'd my glasses go?" Jyou asked as he leaned heavily on his smaller and younger friend.

"It's too dark, I'll find them later."

"K." They staggered into the cabin and collapsed within a few steps of crossing the threshold.

"Stay here, I'm going to go start a fire." TK cautiously walked to living room and somehow managed to start a weak fire. He threw on another few logs, hoping it would work and returned to the front hall to get Jyou.

Jyou blinked as he was led into the living room. There was a flickering light that emanated warmth, which made him realize just how cold he was.

"So what happened?" TK asked as they sat on a couch.

"My car broke down," Jyou said somewhat remorsefully, it had been inevitable. "So I was walking looking to get here and slipped and hit my head."

"You still have that old clunker?" TK asked, his eyes brows raising and disappearing under the hair that clung damply to his face.

The fire was starting to roar now, shedding light over everything, and casting a reddish glow at the same time. TK couldn't help but admire the dazzling effect it had on Jyou's features.


"Maybe you should get out of those wet clothes," TK suggested as he felt Jyou shivering. When had he gotten that close? He didn't remember either of them moving. TK blushed slightly at the image that evoked and was glad that unlike everyone else Jyou wasn't perverted.

"I've probably caught a cold and I have nothing to change into," Jyou told him sensibly.

"At least take your some of it off, I'll go find you a blanket," TK insisted dashing down the hall and grabbing a comforter. When he came back he nearly fell over. Jyou was standing, slightly hunched over, in only his boxers. His clothes were lying next to the fire, obviously hung to dry.

'Good gods!' TK thought as his jaw dropped. He hadn't known that Jyou looked so good without a shirt on. What had Jyou done to get his chest to look like that of a Greek god? TK was more then stunned by the sight.

He shook himself out of his daze and walked over to Jyou, wrapping the blanket around his friend, startling Jyou as he did so.

"Thank you. Uh, TK, as I said earlier there was something I wished to discus with you."

"Go ahead Jyou."

"I have this crush on you and would you like to go out with me?" Jyou said the practiced words slowly, staring at feet he couldn't really see without his glasses.

"I would love to," TK said grinning widely and throwing himself at Jyou, bring them both down to the wooden floor.

They spent the rest of the evening sitting and talking and watching the fire, where they eventually fell asleep.





Ok, I'm going to start writting stories for a whole bunch of different couples, the only thing conecting them will be rain. If there's any couple you want to see, hetro, homo, friends, sibilingly (i don't do incest) or otherwise just say so. I'll do pretty much anything. Ta! ~vicci