Author's note: Part three. Hooray *said in monotone*. And here is where Rae shows everyone else how screwed up her mind truly is. If you object to bad language, embarrasing sexual slipups and situations, and male/male relations, then you should leave now. It was really hard, behaving during the last part, but I tried to tone it down, so that more people would review. The rest of this may not fair so well. I like to embarass myself and others. It's an amusing hobby.
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Don't wanna, don't have to, will not!
Warning:Yaoi. Previous warnings apply, as well as the warnings in the a/n at the beginning.
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: Weekend Rain
Content: Yaoi. Geez, can anyone guess the couples? Sarcasm is a habit.
"Last time we played this, you almost broke my fingers, Tai." Daisuke and Tai were sitting on opposite sides of the coffee table, Takeru on Dai's left, Matt on the right.
"It's not my fault you didn't move your hand back fast enough." Tai removed the rubberband that was holding the cards and began to shuffle them like a professional dealer. The other three were unimpressed. His playing skills weren't half as good, and it was many a game that Tai walked away having lost.
"It's not who hits the cards the hardest that wins, but who taps the pile first." Matt and Takeru snickered as Tai and Dai glared at each other over the table.
"Watch, Motomiya, or there will be no 'almost' this time." He began dealing the cards, splitting the deck into four piles. Each of the teens grabbed a stack, and the game began with Matt. It was uneventful at first, and then Dai reached out suddenly and covered the cards with his hand. Tai's hand slammed down on it.
"Dammit, Tai!" Dai grimaced as he pulled the cards toward him, and then inspected his hand. The back of it was red. The blondes hid their laughs behind badly faked coughs, and Dai took a moment to glare at the both of them. With a smug look at Tai, he placed his next card on the table, and play continued.
The next hand to reach out to tap the pile was Matt's, and again, Tai slammed his down on it. He barely stopped himself from killing it as he had Dai's, but Matt only raised an eyebrow, and claimed his cards.
The game continued for a while longer, with Tai continuely trying to crush Dai's hand when he reached out first. "Yagami Taichi, if you slam your hand down one more time, I won't be responsible for my actions."
The two brunettes were glaring at each other again, Dai holding his sore hand gingerly. Tai opened his mouth to retort, but Matt was giving him a look that didn't bode well for him. "I'm sorry, Davis."
"Dai."
"Whatever. I'm sorry, -Dai-. I'll stop being an ass."
"That's a seventeen year habit you're trying to break. Are you sure you can manage it?" Matt grinned slyly at his friend. Tai gave a putout sigh, and then grinned.
"About as well as you've done, I imagine." They grinned at each other, in quite the same manner as Takeru and Daisuke had done earlier.
"Get a room, guys." Takuru laid a card down. Tai went, then Matt, and then Dai. The game resumed. Eventually, Tai ran out of cards, predictably first. Matt was next. They watched as Dai and Takeru flipped cards, trying to finish the game up quickly.
"If you let me win, we'll play whatever you want next." Dai tried to sweeten the deal when he realized that their stacks were the same size.
"Don't be making promises that include us, Dai. We're picking the next game."
Matt and Tai were on the couch, waiting with little patience for the game to end. There wasn't much else to do, except count the cracks in the ceiling. Watching Takeru and Dai trying to outmatch each other was more amusing, especially since Takeru kept slapping Dai's hand much as Tai had done. There was no doubt that his hand would be bruised later.
Finally, Dai played his last card, and Takeru slapped the pile. Game over. "Okay, what is there to..." Someone pounded on the door. Daisuke and Takeru rolled their eyes, and Matt stood up to answer it. Cody frowned at him, and then bowed.
"Is Takeru here?" His voice was quiet and subdued. Matt waved him into the apartment.
"Iori?" Takeru stood, as did Daisuke. Tai remained on the couch. "What's up?"
The youngest of the digi-destined looked at the others for a moment, and then shrugged. "It's Hikari." That caught Tai's attention.
"What's wrong with her?" He jumped up and towered over his sister's boyfriend. "Is she okay?" Iori shrank under his scrutiny, and crossed to Takeru.
"Can I talk to you, in privacy?" Tai growled, and was pushed back onto the couch by Matt. To keep him sitting, the blonde had to keep pressure on his shoulders. "She's okay, Taichi. She's not in trouble or anything."
The jogress partners disappeared into the kitchen, where Takeru poured him a cup of tea, and sat him at the table. "What's up, Iori?"
"We were having dinner at that takeout place down from her place. We were just talking, and then she asked me if..." He swallowed and closed his eyes. "She asked me if I wanted out. If I wanted to see other people. I told her 'no', and laughed it off, but then she put her hand over mine, and asked me if I was certain."
Takeru rubbed his temple, wishing that he could start the day over. Things had started out so well. "And what did you say?"
"I told her that I was positive, and she just looked at me. And then it hit me. She wanted out, but was trying to save my feelings. So...I got kind of mad, and told her that 'maybe we should take a break.' And I threw my money on the counter, and left."
"Ouch." Takeru looked at him sympathetically, and sighed. "You should call her, and apologize, and then ask to talk to her. Ask her if she wants out. Tell her how you feel, and if she doesn't return it, then you'll know. One way or another, this has to be figured out now."
"Thanks, Takeru. I appreciate it. Sorry to have come over hear and probably ruined your evening."
"It's fine, Iori-kun. We were just playing cards." There was a knock at the door, and Takeru hit his head against the table, and groaned. Dai, who was still standing, opened it. Matt and Tai looked up from an argument about hair products.
Eyes red, sniffling, and holding an overnight bag, Hikari walked in. "Is Takeru here?" Without a word, Dai enfolded her in a hug as she burst into sobs. Takeru and Iori walked out of the kitchen in time to see Tai pull her into his arms.
"Kari-chan, princess. Stop crying, little sister. I'm here, it's okay. Sshh." He rubbed her back and lead her to the couch. Matt moved over as brother and sister sat down. Tai glared at Iori over her head. She hadn't noticed that he was there yet.
"It looks as if she doesn't want out." Takeru looked at Iori, who seemed near tears himself. He approached his girlfriend cautiously, glancing warely at her brother. Matt stood up so that Iori could sit next to her. He put a hand out gently, and she stilled. With a sniff, she pulled away from Tai far enough that she could see behind her. Iori kept his hand on her back. He held out his arms, and she flung herself into them. He held her close as a tear slipped down his own cheek.
"I'm sorry, Hika-chan. I'm so sorry." Iori whispered into her hair, his hand caressing her head and back in continous, comforting strokes. "I didn't mean it. I didn't. I want nothing more than to be with you."
Tai stood up from the couch, took one look at the three gawkers, and started herding them all to the door.. "Let's give them a little privacy, 'kay." He didn't give them a chance to respond, just shoved them into the hallway and shut the door.
"Bloody hell, Tai! You just locked us out of my apartment! I don't have my keys!" Matt stood with his hands on his hips and glowered at him.
"Quit your bitching, Yama. I have a spare key, remember?" He rolled his eyes and walked toward the elevator, muttering under his breath about 'that time of month' and 'girly mood swings'. The blonde was hot on his heels, Takeru and Daisuke left to bring up the rear.
"What was that, Yagami? Why don't you come say that to my face?" The loaded into the elevator, Tai and Matt facing off, and the younger two in opposite corners to watch the fight.
"I -said-. Get over -that time of month-, and stop with the girly mood swings, before I kick your ass, Ishida!"
"Let's go, hair-boy! I'd like to see you -try-." They were nose-to-nose, waiting for the other to strike first, when the sound of laughter interrupted the two of them. They both turned their glares to Daisuke, while Takeru watched in concern for his friend.
"The two of you!" The one's in question moved into identical stances, arms crossing over their chests. "Have you guys ever heard of repressed hormones?"
The elevator binged, and the doors opened, allowing the goggle-wearing brunette to make a quick escape. Matt seemed to choke on his tongue as Tai blushed and followed is younger counterpart out. Matt was the last to leave, barely making it out before the doors shut.
"Nice one, Dai!" Takeru slapped him on the shoulder, and they had a laugh at the expense of the other's. "Now what are we going to do?" He looked at the other two for suggestions.
"Not a clue. I didn't really have a plan in mind, other than leaving those two a chance to work it out." Tai shrugged, and ran a hand through his hair. He had recovered faster than Matt.
"I have an idea." They all looked at Daisuke, uncertain if they really wanted to listen to one of his schemes. His ideas were notorious for turning out bad. What other choice did they have?
"What?" Tai asked suspisciously (a/n: that is spelled correctly, but it looks wrong, doesn't it?)
"There's another game that I heard of, and knowing you guys, we could play." He sounded hesitant, an uncommon event for him.
"Just spill it, Dai." Yamato encouraged, none too gently. Takeru gave him a look that told him he'd been spending too much time with Tai, lately.
"Well, we rate things on a scale of one to ten, and then try to win by gaining the most points."
"What type of scale?" Takeru looked at him with with distrust.
"Well...a scale of embarrassing situations." Three pairs of eyes just looked at him blankly. "Think of it like Truth and Dare, but without the Truth part. Somebody comes up with an embarrassing situation, we rate it, and then whoever goes through with it gets the points."
They looked at each other, and Matt nearly groaned when he saw a familiar glint in Tai's eyes. "Sounds fun. Let's go!" That look never meant good things for the blonde.
Daisuke grinned as both blondes slowly nodded in agreement. "Cool! The best place to play would be the mall. Lot's of people, lot's of options." His grin was predatory as he marched out, leading the group.
Takeru looked at his older brother. "How come I have a feeling that I'm going to regret this?" Matt looked at him in understanding, his blue eyes a mirror to the uncertainty in his siblings.
"Probably because we will."
Tai came up, and put a friendly arm around Matt. "Don't worry, Yama. I'm here. There's nothing to be concerned about." He grinned as Matt audibly groaned.
"How come that's not very reassuring?"
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End note: Fun games, huh? This was a lot different that I wanted it to be, but I like some of what I put in here. I HAVE A PLAN! Hopefully, all the details will work themselves out in another couple of chapters. This was really supposed to be a short, one-chapter deal, but they just ran away with me. Now it's 6000+ words, and growing.
Please, tell me what you think. If you like, then please review. Any ideas? Email me at raegan_1@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading.
Egyptian Rat-screw: Take a deck of fifty-two playing cards. You should have more than two players, preferably, but it will work with two.
The deck is split as evenly as possible between all players. First player is random, but play goes around to their left.
They lay a card down. anything between 2 and 10 just signals that the next person goes. If the next card is the same as the one previously played, then the first person to slap the pile picks up those cards, and any under them. EXAMPLE: JACK LAYS DOWN A 3. JILL LAYS DOWN A 3. MARTIN SLAPS THE PILE, AND GETS ALL THE CARDS. It doesn't matter who played what, just who slaps it first.
There is what is called a sandwich. It plays as follows. JACK PLAYS A 3. JILL LAYS A 4. MARTIN LAYS A 3. JILL SLAPS THE PILE. Okay?
Next come the face cards. JACK, QUEEN, KING, and ACE. Whenever one of these cards are played, special rules follow.
JACK: If a JACK is played, the next player has one chance to turn up another face card. If they fail to do so, then the player that laid the JACK gets to pick up the pile.
QUEEN: Same as when the JACK is played, except the next player gets two chances to lay a face card.
KING: Same as JACK, except the next player has three chances to play a face card.
ACE: Same as before, but with four chances to play a face card.
If the next player does play a face card, then the one after them as that many chances, according to the card, to play another face card. This goes until the next person who runs out of chances before they play a face card.
EXAMPLE: JACK LAYS A QUEEN. JILL LAYS A 2, AND THEN A 3. JACK PICKS UP THE PILE. HE PLAYS A 6. JILL PLAYS A JACK. MARTIN PLAYS AN ACE. JACK PLAYS A 3, A 2, AND A JACK. JILL PLAYS A 8. JACK PICKS UP THE PILE.
The winner is decided when all but one player run out of cards.
I hope that anyone who wanted to know the rules is now pleased.
And for Nanaki, the Lioness: Slapjack is another card game played with a deck of fifty-two, where the deck is again split up between players. The game goes around in a circle until somone places a JACK on the table. The first person to hit it, gets the pile. The winner is the last person with cards.
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Don't wanna, don't have to, will not!
Warning:Yaoi. Previous warnings apply, as well as the warnings in the a/n at the beginning.
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: Weekend Rain
Content: Yaoi. Geez, can anyone guess the couples? Sarcasm is a habit.
"Last time we played this, you almost broke my fingers, Tai." Daisuke and Tai were sitting on opposite sides of the coffee table, Takeru on Dai's left, Matt on the right.
"It's not my fault you didn't move your hand back fast enough." Tai removed the rubberband that was holding the cards and began to shuffle them like a professional dealer. The other three were unimpressed. His playing skills weren't half as good, and it was many a game that Tai walked away having lost.
"It's not who hits the cards the hardest that wins, but who taps the pile first." Matt and Takeru snickered as Tai and Dai glared at each other over the table.
"Watch, Motomiya, or there will be no 'almost' this time." He began dealing the cards, splitting the deck into four piles. Each of the teens grabbed a stack, and the game began with Matt. It was uneventful at first, and then Dai reached out suddenly and covered the cards with his hand. Tai's hand slammed down on it.
"Dammit, Tai!" Dai grimaced as he pulled the cards toward him, and then inspected his hand. The back of it was red. The blondes hid their laughs behind badly faked coughs, and Dai took a moment to glare at the both of them. With a smug look at Tai, he placed his next card on the table, and play continued.
The next hand to reach out to tap the pile was Matt's, and again, Tai slammed his down on it. He barely stopped himself from killing it as he had Dai's, but Matt only raised an eyebrow, and claimed his cards.
The game continued for a while longer, with Tai continuely trying to crush Dai's hand when he reached out first. "Yagami Taichi, if you slam your hand down one more time, I won't be responsible for my actions."
The two brunettes were glaring at each other again, Dai holding his sore hand gingerly. Tai opened his mouth to retort, but Matt was giving him a look that didn't bode well for him. "I'm sorry, Davis."
"Dai."
"Whatever. I'm sorry, -Dai-. I'll stop being an ass."
"That's a seventeen year habit you're trying to break. Are you sure you can manage it?" Matt grinned slyly at his friend. Tai gave a putout sigh, and then grinned.
"About as well as you've done, I imagine." They grinned at each other, in quite the same manner as Takeru and Daisuke had done earlier.
"Get a room, guys." Takuru laid a card down. Tai went, then Matt, and then Dai. The game resumed. Eventually, Tai ran out of cards, predictably first. Matt was next. They watched as Dai and Takeru flipped cards, trying to finish the game up quickly.
"If you let me win, we'll play whatever you want next." Dai tried to sweeten the deal when he realized that their stacks were the same size.
"Don't be making promises that include us, Dai. We're picking the next game."
Matt and Tai were on the couch, waiting with little patience for the game to end. There wasn't much else to do, except count the cracks in the ceiling. Watching Takeru and Dai trying to outmatch each other was more amusing, especially since Takeru kept slapping Dai's hand much as Tai had done. There was no doubt that his hand would be bruised later.
Finally, Dai played his last card, and Takeru slapped the pile. Game over. "Okay, what is there to..." Someone pounded on the door. Daisuke and Takeru rolled their eyes, and Matt stood up to answer it. Cody frowned at him, and then bowed.
"Is Takeru here?" His voice was quiet and subdued. Matt waved him into the apartment.
"Iori?" Takeru stood, as did Daisuke. Tai remained on the couch. "What's up?"
The youngest of the digi-destined looked at the others for a moment, and then shrugged. "It's Hikari." That caught Tai's attention.
"What's wrong with her?" He jumped up and towered over his sister's boyfriend. "Is she okay?" Iori shrank under his scrutiny, and crossed to Takeru.
"Can I talk to you, in privacy?" Tai growled, and was pushed back onto the couch by Matt. To keep him sitting, the blonde had to keep pressure on his shoulders. "She's okay, Taichi. She's not in trouble or anything."
The jogress partners disappeared into the kitchen, where Takeru poured him a cup of tea, and sat him at the table. "What's up, Iori?"
"We were having dinner at that takeout place down from her place. We were just talking, and then she asked me if..." He swallowed and closed his eyes. "She asked me if I wanted out. If I wanted to see other people. I told her 'no', and laughed it off, but then she put her hand over mine, and asked me if I was certain."
Takeru rubbed his temple, wishing that he could start the day over. Things had started out so well. "And what did you say?"
"I told her that I was positive, and she just looked at me. And then it hit me. She wanted out, but was trying to save my feelings. So...I got kind of mad, and told her that 'maybe we should take a break.' And I threw my money on the counter, and left."
"Ouch." Takeru looked at him sympathetically, and sighed. "You should call her, and apologize, and then ask to talk to her. Ask her if she wants out. Tell her how you feel, and if she doesn't return it, then you'll know. One way or another, this has to be figured out now."
"Thanks, Takeru. I appreciate it. Sorry to have come over hear and probably ruined your evening."
"It's fine, Iori-kun. We were just playing cards." There was a knock at the door, and Takeru hit his head against the table, and groaned. Dai, who was still standing, opened it. Matt and Tai looked up from an argument about hair products.
Eyes red, sniffling, and holding an overnight bag, Hikari walked in. "Is Takeru here?" Without a word, Dai enfolded her in a hug as she burst into sobs. Takeru and Iori walked out of the kitchen in time to see Tai pull her into his arms.
"Kari-chan, princess. Stop crying, little sister. I'm here, it's okay. Sshh." He rubbed her back and lead her to the couch. Matt moved over as brother and sister sat down. Tai glared at Iori over her head. She hadn't noticed that he was there yet.
"It looks as if she doesn't want out." Takeru looked at Iori, who seemed near tears himself. He approached his girlfriend cautiously, glancing warely at her brother. Matt stood up so that Iori could sit next to her. He put a hand out gently, and she stilled. With a sniff, she pulled away from Tai far enough that she could see behind her. Iori kept his hand on her back. He held out his arms, and she flung herself into them. He held her close as a tear slipped down his own cheek.
"I'm sorry, Hika-chan. I'm so sorry." Iori whispered into her hair, his hand caressing her head and back in continous, comforting strokes. "I didn't mean it. I didn't. I want nothing more than to be with you."
Tai stood up from the couch, took one look at the three gawkers, and started herding them all to the door.. "Let's give them a little privacy, 'kay." He didn't give them a chance to respond, just shoved them into the hallway and shut the door.
"Bloody hell, Tai! You just locked us out of my apartment! I don't have my keys!" Matt stood with his hands on his hips and glowered at him.
"Quit your bitching, Yama. I have a spare key, remember?" He rolled his eyes and walked toward the elevator, muttering under his breath about 'that time of month' and 'girly mood swings'. The blonde was hot on his heels, Takeru and Daisuke left to bring up the rear.
"What was that, Yagami? Why don't you come say that to my face?" The loaded into the elevator, Tai and Matt facing off, and the younger two in opposite corners to watch the fight.
"I -said-. Get over -that time of month-, and stop with the girly mood swings, before I kick your ass, Ishida!"
"Let's go, hair-boy! I'd like to see you -try-." They were nose-to-nose, waiting for the other to strike first, when the sound of laughter interrupted the two of them. They both turned their glares to Daisuke, while Takeru watched in concern for his friend.
"The two of you!" The one's in question moved into identical stances, arms crossing over their chests. "Have you guys ever heard of repressed hormones?"
The elevator binged, and the doors opened, allowing the goggle-wearing brunette to make a quick escape. Matt seemed to choke on his tongue as Tai blushed and followed is younger counterpart out. Matt was the last to leave, barely making it out before the doors shut.
"Nice one, Dai!" Takeru slapped him on the shoulder, and they had a laugh at the expense of the other's. "Now what are we going to do?" He looked at the other two for suggestions.
"Not a clue. I didn't really have a plan in mind, other than leaving those two a chance to work it out." Tai shrugged, and ran a hand through his hair. He had recovered faster than Matt.
"I have an idea." They all looked at Daisuke, uncertain if they really wanted to listen to one of his schemes. His ideas were notorious for turning out bad. What other choice did they have?
"What?" Tai asked suspisciously (a/n: that is spelled correctly, but it looks wrong, doesn't it?)
"There's another game that I heard of, and knowing you guys, we could play." He sounded hesitant, an uncommon event for him.
"Just spill it, Dai." Yamato encouraged, none too gently. Takeru gave him a look that told him he'd been spending too much time with Tai, lately.
"Well, we rate things on a scale of one to ten, and then try to win by gaining the most points."
"What type of scale?" Takeru looked at him with with distrust.
"Well...a scale of embarrassing situations." Three pairs of eyes just looked at him blankly. "Think of it like Truth and Dare, but without the Truth part. Somebody comes up with an embarrassing situation, we rate it, and then whoever goes through with it gets the points."
They looked at each other, and Matt nearly groaned when he saw a familiar glint in Tai's eyes. "Sounds fun. Let's go!" That look never meant good things for the blonde.
Daisuke grinned as both blondes slowly nodded in agreement. "Cool! The best place to play would be the mall. Lot's of people, lot's of options." His grin was predatory as he marched out, leading the group.
Takeru looked at his older brother. "How come I have a feeling that I'm going to regret this?" Matt looked at him in understanding, his blue eyes a mirror to the uncertainty in his siblings.
"Probably because we will."
Tai came up, and put a friendly arm around Matt. "Don't worry, Yama. I'm here. There's nothing to be concerned about." He grinned as Matt audibly groaned.
"How come that's not very reassuring?"
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End note: Fun games, huh? This was a lot different that I wanted it to be, but I like some of what I put in here. I HAVE A PLAN! Hopefully, all the details will work themselves out in another couple of chapters. This was really supposed to be a short, one-chapter deal, but they just ran away with me. Now it's 6000+ words, and growing.
Please, tell me what you think. If you like, then please review. Any ideas? Email me at raegan_1@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading.
Egyptian Rat-screw: Take a deck of fifty-two playing cards. You should have more than two players, preferably, but it will work with two.
The deck is split as evenly as possible between all players. First player is random, but play goes around to their left.
They lay a card down. anything between 2 and 10 just signals that the next person goes. If the next card is the same as the one previously played, then the first person to slap the pile picks up those cards, and any under them. EXAMPLE: JACK LAYS DOWN A 3. JILL LAYS DOWN A 3. MARTIN SLAPS THE PILE, AND GETS ALL THE CARDS. It doesn't matter who played what, just who slaps it first.
There is what is called a sandwich. It plays as follows. JACK PLAYS A 3. JILL LAYS A 4. MARTIN LAYS A 3. JILL SLAPS THE PILE. Okay?
Next come the face cards. JACK, QUEEN, KING, and ACE. Whenever one of these cards are played, special rules follow.
JACK: If a JACK is played, the next player has one chance to turn up another face card. If they fail to do so, then the player that laid the JACK gets to pick up the pile.
QUEEN: Same as when the JACK is played, except the next player gets two chances to lay a face card.
KING: Same as JACK, except the next player has three chances to play a face card.
ACE: Same as before, but with four chances to play a face card.
If the next player does play a face card, then the one after them as that many chances, according to the card, to play another face card. This goes until the next person who runs out of chances before they play a face card.
EXAMPLE: JACK LAYS A QUEEN. JILL LAYS A 2, AND THEN A 3. JACK PICKS UP THE PILE. HE PLAYS A 6. JILL PLAYS A JACK. MARTIN PLAYS AN ACE. JACK PLAYS A 3, A 2, AND A JACK. JILL PLAYS A 8. JACK PICKS UP THE PILE.
The winner is decided when all but one player run out of cards.
I hope that anyone who wanted to know the rules is now pleased.
And for Nanaki, the Lioness: Slapjack is another card game played with a deck of fifty-two, where the deck is again split up between players. The game goes around in a circle until somone places a JACK on the table. The first person to hit it, gets the pile. The winner is the last person with cards.