It was better than Yamato had expected

Simple Consequences

Part II- Just like Candy

Disclaimer- Digimon and all its characters are not copyright me, but copyright Toei Animation/Bandai (there probably are others, but I can't remember offhand). I wish they were, but sadly, not all wishes come true. The only thing that's copyright me is this fanfic, so no stealing, kiddies.

Author's Notes- Since you asked oh-so-nicely…I finished the 2nd part of this. I don't know what to think of this…I think it's a bit too fast, but that's just me. I can't say I'm really happy about it…but..er, I'll let you decide on that! Next part will be called "Necromancer" and will be fun XD, well, at least on Jun's part that is. I've got plans for this, indeed! As usual…please read and review! You know how warm and fuzzy that makes me feel. ;)

It was better than Yamato had expected. Daisuke's bite, that is. It felt soft…and careful, rather than hard and pinching as Yamato had thought it would be. Almost like a…kiss. Of course with the slight edge when Daisuke actually penetrated into the delicate skin surrounding the vein in his neck. The elder one tried not to move as Daisuke pulled his body towards him, embracing it as he deepened the bite. Yamato found himself not minding the helpless way he was feeling whilst in Daisuke's arms.

"Do you know that I could barely get out of bed this morning?"

Despite what Daisuke had warned him about telling him when to stop, Yamato got the feeling that if he did, it would almost be like taking a bottle from a baby. Ripping it from its mother's arms. Daisuke gave off the impression that he hadn't eaten for a –long- time…what could hurt in giving him some more time?

After what seemed like an eternity, Daisuke suddenly latched himself away from Yamato, and stared at him with wide eyes. "Why didn't you tell me when to stop?!"

Although he felt a bit faint, Yamato shook his head, banishing the feeling. "You seemed really hungry…and you said yourself that you were very weak, I couldn't just make you stop!"

"I could have killed you!"

It would have been worth it. A small voice in the blonde's head whispered. Yamato ignored that. "Daisuke, it was fine! I think I know when my blood is being drained?"

"Still wasn't a good idea." Daisuke argued back. Yamato resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Must have been something he got from watching Taichi so much…His train of thought was cut off when Daisuke suddenly took a step towards him, giving him a small grin.

"I guess I should say this, since you saved my life an' all. Thanks, Yamato. I'm not sure if this means anything to you, since you get all this type 'o crap from all of your fan girls and stuff, but I mean it."

Yamato blinked, not knowing why that those little sentences meant more than of what any of the girls that adored him so had every said. It just did. He clasped a hand over the mahogany haired boy's shoulder. "Hey…you're warmer."

Daisuke grinned wider, flashing his sharp fangs. "After effect. You didn't think I'm always cold, did you? How could I be, poor Chibimon would freeze when we went to bed!"

Yamato laughed a bit, actually sort of enjoying himself…odd for someone who was just bitten from a vampire. He was about to say something when Jun's voice sounded from the living room. "Yama-chan? Yama-chan, where are you!" The musician cringed, then sighed. Back to being a decoration. He glanced back at the younger Motomiya, whom at Jun's voice looked a bit disappointed. "I guess you have to go now. So I'll see you around, 'Yama-chan'." He grinned as he sarcastically spat Yamato's frequently used nickname at him.

"Whatever. Hey, Daisuke?"

"Yeah?"

Yamato bit his lip. The question on his mind was a bit more embarrassing than he thought…."Well, I expect that now you'll need your daily share of blood, ne? You're uh…" He blushed a bit, growling internally at his embarrassment, "..welcome to track me down if you need anything."

Daisuke smiled. "If you're worried about me taking without asking, don't worry! I think I may have a way to get it without bothering you…"

"That's not what I-"

"Yama-chan! There you are…Daisuke, you brat!" Jun haughtily stepped in between Yamato and Daisuke, hands on her hips. Shooting a glare at the youngest one in the room, she roughly linked arms with the reluctant blonde, pulling him away. "You're wasting our date time with your stupid kid stuff. I'm sure Yamato wasn't interested at all. Were you?" Rather than waiting for an answer, she pulled him out of the room, suddenly smiling. "Shall we go, Yama-chan?"

He sighed. "Yeah, sure…" That wasn't the point, Daisuke. I think I actually…liked that feeling…

For some reason, while that should of scared him, it comforted him more than anything else.

—

"D'suke? D'suke!" The small blue digimon called out, bouncing around in the room. He had gone to sleep while watching Daisuke brood over his sudden weakness and waken up shortly after Daisuke had had his 'meal', so to speak.

"I'm up here!" The boy called, hidden in the shadows of his room, looking out of the window. Chibimon wasted no time in glomping on to his partner, only to feel the same change in the boy that Yamato had felt. "You're warm again!" He giggled, snuggling into his shoulder. Daisuke lips quirked a bit as he looked out the window yet again. "Yeah, but I'm not sure if that'll last…"

"Whatd'ya mean?"

"Oh right. I haven't told you about Yamato's 'meeting' with me, have I? Well…let's just say that another person knows about the real me, 'kay, buddy?"

The small digimon's eyes widened a bit. "So Yamato knows? Did you.."

"Yeah. But that's not really the point. I think I actually liked it.." He trailed off, frowning. Contrary to beliefs, a bite was much like a kiss, that could be used in the acts of both lust and love. Daisuke had expected to feel nothing, as if kissing his mother or something. But this was different, much, much different.

If only he could steal another bite…

"So does that mean that you love Yamato?" Daisuke started to cough; digimon could be so blunt sometimes! Of course, Daisuke was not willing to accept this…yet. Another person was on his mind, although her image was starting to waver…

"Love Yamato? You've got to be kidding me, Chibimon!" Seeing the hurt face on his companion, Daisuke scratched his head affectionately, "Sorry I snapped atcha, but that's not it. There's still Hikari…if I could have her alone for one moment…but Takeru's always there! Tomorrow, tomorrow I swear."

He glanced outward yet again, letting the cool wind play with his features, and blow away some dried blood on his fingertips.

I wonder if Hikari tastes just as sweet as Yamato…why am I so fixated on Yamato all of a sudden?

Oh, he wished he could steal yet another bite…even if he refused to believe it.

—

He felt cold again when he woke up the following morning. He could feel as Chibimon shivered against his skin. Am I really that weak? He knew that he would have to talk to Hikari…soon. But he did not have any doubts, of course Hikari would accept him! Yamato did…oh wait, not him again! Daisuke bit his lip, allowing a small bit of blood to flow down his lips, licking them up again. He hadn't slept that much that night, he was slowly becoming nocturnal yet again…which was a bad sign. Though he had taken a lot of Yamato's blood, he had been without it for so long he still needed more.

"Dammit." He muttered as he rolled out of bed, half out of laziness, half out of his own damned weakness.

After Daisuke got dressed, he made his way to the kitchen, were Jun was up already, eating cereal. Before he could stop himself, the question that had been plaguing his mind since she had gone out the last night was blurted out. "So how was your date with Yamato?"

"What's it to you?" Jun frowned, glancing upward at the younger Motomiya. "My...aren't we interested in our sister's boyfriend!"

"He's not your boyfriend!" He was feeling defensive…almost jealous. He's got his blood in –my- body…he's as much mine as the day I claimed him. Daisuke heard a small, feral voice growl inside of him, making him shiver. Thoughts like that meant only one thing….one thing that he wished not to evaluate into. He struggled to push back the voice and focused on the girl in front of him.

"Well…I know that! But Yama-chan's just being shy, that's all. I know he likes me, otherwise he wouldn't have gone out with me on that date yesterday!"

"….why do I even bother? Listen, I'm going to school, I don't know about you but whatever.." He grabbed some toast from her plate and ran out, deliberately ignoring her rants towards him after stealing her breakfast. He had better things to worry about than his sister's obsessive crush on Yamato.

…didn't he?

—

Yamato rubbed his neck for what seemed like the fortieth time. The gash itself was gone…but it still held a particular feeling to it that he couldn't explain. He shook his head. What was wrong with him as of recently? He couldn't stop thinking of Daisuke. Daisuke…the vampire. It still sounded weird. "He was hungry…so I gave him food." He mumbled to himself as he stirred his soggy cereal about in the bowl.

It felt so surreal. So fast. Perhaps…too fast. Yamato found himself rubbing his neck again. "What was with that…I really didn't expect anything like how I'm feeling now." Slightly euphoric, was the feeling. From what he had read in books, vampires had a nack of doing that…although it was more in the seduction department than this. Yamato shook his head. No. This wasn't lust…it had felt almost like love.

Not the fake, fan girl type. Real.

The blonde musician stood up, depositing the bowl in the sink. "Maybe I can get him to do that again…"

He felt embarrassed saying that, but it was the truth. Plain and simple.

—

Daisuke felt his energy draining as he stared at the teacher writing their homework on the board. His vision was ever so slightly blurring as he tried to comprehend what was being thrown at him. He glanced at Hikari, attentively looking at the board. She's so innocent…you want a piece of that light to corrupt, now don't you? You've already started with Yamato…it wouldn't hurt to have another bite, now would it? That voice again. Daisuke vigorously shook his head. What was wrong with him? Although he really was hungry…

The bell finally rang, ending the dreary period of the day of which was called class.

"Hikari-chan!" Daisuke waved the girl over, grinning. Of course, watching that nothing showed…

"Oh, hi Daisuke." She smiled, walking up to him. He looked around, no Takeru! This is perfect! "Hey…you think we could go somewhere private, I have something to tell you."

She blinked, a bit surprised. "Er, sure. What is it?"

"Believe me, its something important. C'mon!" He grabbed her, not noticing her flinching as he pulled her ahead. He's so cold…and…there's something else there. And it hurts…He pulled her to the courtyard, grinning the whole way. "Okay Hikari…I've waited long enough for this. Well…I've liked you a whole lot for a while, but I mean, who wouldn't? You're pretty, smart, and all around cool! But.." He glanced at her, frowning when he noticed that she was looking away. "Okay, well…listen, Hikari-"

"No, Daisuke…you listen." She sighed, looking up into his eyes. "I know what you're going to say, and…and…no, Daisuke I don't like you like that. I don't think I ever will…but I didn't want to hurt you, so I didn't tell you anything. But I can't keep this charade on forever…I'm sorry.."

Daisuke felt like his heart was ripped out from under him. But all he could do was stare…So much for sharing your 'secret', eh Daisuke? She'll be the one that's sorry…The voice sneered at him, manipulating his vulnerable state. Go on, take the bitch, she's nothing to you but lunch…"Daisuke? Are you alright?" The child of light raised a hand to touch him, only to have it roughly slapped away. "Daisuke?"

"No! Just leave me alone!" And he ran.

Why didn't you just let me –die- Yamato…

—

He was running, but he had no idea where he was going. Indeed, he was growing weaker as the minutes passed, but he had to get away…from everyone. Before he did something he would regret…for along with hunger came that feral instinct that every vampire held. On, and having his heart stepped on wasn't helping either. Something told him that if he had stayed there, he would have regretted it…Hikari, standing there, looking so innocent. It's calling to you Motomiya…

He gradually slowed down, as his vision started to blur yet again. "I can't do this…Hikari..all I wanted was someone true to.." …feed off of, continue Daisuke. You wanted to manipulate her, because that's all she meant to you… Again with the voice…it sneered, mocked him. But it was right. "I'm just so…hungry..." Daisuke felt himself collapsing of pure weakness. Only to be held back up again…by Yamato?

Instincts took control at that moment. Without one thought, Daisuke pounced the blonde. "Woah!" Yamato shouted, prying the younger one off of him. "Remember that we're in a public place!" Seeing that in this state, Daisuke was probably not going to take 'no' for an answer, Yamato quickly lead him to an abandoned alleyway close to where he had found the boy.

Daisuke latched himself yet again to Yamato's neck, biting it as soon as he got there, and enjoying the sensation of needed-blood flowing into his dry mouth. He let out a little sigh as he drank, like an infant to a bottle of milk, embracing Yamato yet again. So…good…He reluctantly pulled away, looking to the ground in dismay. "Sorry." He mumbled, looking away. "You were there, and I was there..and…"

"No need to be." Yamato's gentle voice interrupted his chatter. "Like I said, if you need to drink anytime.." Daisuke clentched his fists at that, glaring at the blonde.

"There is a need to be! I'm so messed up now, Yamato…I –am- sorry. I shouldn't have even accepted your offer to drink in the first place."

"But-"

"But nothing! That kind of thing isn't meant to be spur of the moment.." He glanced away, looking ashamed. "It's supposed to be special…but I'm abusing it. Hikari…I had wanted her to be the one.."

"Hikari? You told Hikari?" Yamato frowned, this was starting to confuse him. Why did Daisuke sound so…distressed?

"No, I didn't. I was…but…I found out that she didn't like me the way I did. I mean..I had expected it to hurt, but not that much. But that's not the point..I was so hungry, I nearly..god, I'm so fucked up." He started to walk away, only to be stopped by Yamato's hand. "What are you doing?"

"Daisuke, maybe it just wasn't supposed to happen that way. You can't let your emotions rule over you like that…that's the only reason why you reacted the way you did. Something tells me that the hungrier you get, the more brashly you act." He rubbed his neck. Exactly…

"Well, then I guess I'm doomed. I'm not going to bite you again, Yamato, even if it'll save me. Its supposed to be either an act of lust or love. You can't tell me you didn't feel uncomfortable when I did that.." He rubbed his mouth, getting rid of the extra blood.

"Well what if I wasn't lying when I said I didn't feel uncomfortable?"

Daisuke narrowed his eyes. "What're you trying to imply…"

"What if I said, I actually liked that feeling? You said that its either love or lust...so would this be love?"

Daisuke suddenly looked flustered, turning rather red, for a vampire at least. "I...how the hell should I know?"

Yamato grinned. Okay…so maybe I'm being a bit fast…but I think I get why I liked that feeling so much now…He seized the mahogany haired one and began to kiss along his neck. "Maybe…we should prove that, ne?"

The vampire shuddered, feeling Yamato's arms go around him. "Maybe…w-we shouldn't…"

Yamato grinned wider, "You can't honestly tell me that you're not enjoying this, can you?"

"I…" Daisuke seriously couldn't say no to that question. He suddenly felt very hot…but it was a good type of hot. Yamato suddenly pulled away, watching as Daisuke helplessly fell to the ground, looking at him rather dumbly. "Okay, so what if I said I did that out of love, not lust? What if I said I was being completely honest with you?" And I am.

Daisuke continued to stare at him, dumbfounded. That felt good…really, Yamato? Do you really feel this…for me? "I don't believe you…" Sighing, Yamato pulled him up, and this time, instead of those teasing little kisses, he gave him a full deep one. Daisuke melted into that kiss, feeling things that he had only imagined with Hikari. When they pulled away, Yamato asked him yet again, "Believe it. Now what do you say?"

"Who's Hikari?" The blonde laughed, as he pulled Daisuke up, the younger one still profusely blushing. "So…does that mean that we'll meet for lunch now?"

Daisuke grabbed his arm, grinning a toothy smile. "Sure, but don't leave me waiting…I know how to make a bite hurt, believe me!"

"Hmm…Daisuke?"

"Mmm-hmm?" It was amazing how fast the boy had gotten over his angst for Hikari…only to end up snuggling Yamato's arm like he was attached to it. His negotiator was very good at his job, indeed.

"This sounds a bit weird…but how do I taste?"

Daisuke smiled, recalling the thought. "That's an easy one. You're sweet…just like candy!"

—

Of course, ever action has its after-effect. When Yamato had kissed Daisuke…he hadn't noticed he they were not the only ones watching. Motomiya Jun dropped the rose she had bought especially for Yamato in shock, and pain.

Of course, hurt souls are so easy to corrupt…as Jun was about to find out…even if she didn't want to.

And the rose petals were blown away by the wind.