Note: This is kind of rushed a bit, and doesn't make much sense but as I send out more, it'll make more sense and I'll explain things. Enjoy! ^^ This is the first series I've attempted ....
Dominance: 1. Battle
By Ria
The sky was a light blue when they battled. It was serene and calm, the direct opposite to the raging feelings between the two enemies, as they faced off. There was no sun and the day held a vague sharpness in it, reminding them it definitely wasn't a warm day. The area they had met upon was a flat, dry expanse of desert, devoid of anything and everything except endless pale sand. It was the perfect place for the battle to end all others.
The Digimon Kaiser gritted his teeth, as he found himself hurtled to the ground. Plunging out a hand, he managed to steady himself before he fell fully to the ground. Glaring up at his enemy, who stood a few feet away, eyes burning with a steady flame, he hauled himself back to his feet and for a brief moment let pain fill him, his face still stinging from the Digidestined's blow. Dammit it hurt! With an iron band of self-control, honed from years of practise, he grimly tossed away the waves of agony streaming through him, until at last he felt he could ignore them. Taking a deep breath, he tensed, readying himself for the attack he knew would come, his hand disappearing underneath his cloak to the hidden handle of his whip ...
Dark brown eyes flickering with an anger and hatred he only barely understood, Daisuke Motomiya hurled himself towards the Kaiser, hand curled into a fist ready to smash into his enemy's face again. Lips tightening to an implacable line, he kept his cry of pain inside him, as the Kaiser's whip snapped out, hitting him full force in the face. His intended attack ruined, he couldn't avoid stumbling backwards, falling flat on his back. He couldn't avoid wincing plaintively as pain seared up his spine. I hope I haven't done anything serious to myself ...
He stared up at the tinted shades of his enemy as he approached. His whip was gone from his hand, most likely hidden once more. There wasn't a sound in the desert as the Kaiser approached the Digidestined leader, his intentions unclear as of yet. Only stillness swept through the isolated land, with the dim sound of the dictator's boots sinking in the sand as he walked, breaking the quietness every few moments. Daisuke glared up at him, unwillingly to let the fear he felt inside him show on his face. I won't let you win ... I can't let you win. He felt the fear grip his heart even tighter. Despite the shades, he could still see the Kaiser's sapphire eyes were burning with fierce emotion. What emotion it was exactly, he couldn't be sure. He didn't want to know ...
The Kaiser stared down at his enemy solemnly, his face and eyes suddenly unreadable as icy walls slammed down before them. "Have I won Daisuke?" he enquired, lilting voice caressing the fallen boy in ways he didn't want to imagine. "You've fallen, I've spilt first blood -" It was then Daisuke realised his face was bleeding from the lash of the Kaiser's whip. "-those were the rules, if I recall correctly. So I've won."
"No." There was steely conviction in Daisuke's words, as he shook his head quickly. "You haven't won Ken." He saw his enemy stiffen from the use of his real name and was glad. "You haven't dominance over me, not yet. You may have spilt first blood, but you haven't captured me. It's not over. The fight still goes on."
It would always be like this. They would always fight, out in the lonely desert, both with wills of steel, none willing to succumb to the other. They would have to. It was either that or admitting their hidden feelings for each other. And neither of them would do that, no matter how the unanswered feelings tore at them.
He knew something was wrong when the Kaiser knelt before him and placed a gloved hand on his chest. He knew something was very wrong when he saw he malevolent smile curled on Ken's lips. Something he wasn't sure he wanted to happen was about to. People paid when they told the Kaiser the replies he didn't want to hear. He was about to pay very dearly.
"Oh, no, Daisuke," the Kaiser replied carefully and very slowly. "You've forgotten one important detail. Whoever spills first blood retains the right to try and claim dominance over the vanquished. You're this close to being mine, now and forever." This time Daisuke didn't even try and hide his horror, as the Kaiser laughed, the delicious sound awakening something inside him that Daisuke had tried for so long to ignore.
"I. Won't. Submit!" he snapped, glaring heatedly up at the Kaiser. "Never to you. Never." He didn't like to admit the feeling of the Kaiser's hand on his chest was a very nice one.
The Kaiser smiled again. "You agreed to these battles Motomiya. You agreed to the terms and to the consequences. You will submit to me eventually. There is no one else you can." When Daisuke opened his mouth to respond, he continued, ignoring the other boy momentarily. "Who are you going to submit to then? Hikari? I don't think so. Any respect she ever had for you would be lost if you did that. If she has any for you, that is. I don't think she has. The question is - Do you?"
He was unable to respond, his only reply an angry glare at his enemy. Inside however, he was raging, his turbulent emotions of helplessness, lust and anger confusing him immensely. Most of him didn't want to submit to him, but there was the part of him that desperately craved the attention the Kaiser gave him. The part of him that had started so small and was becoming increasingly larger ...
He made no move, no response, as the Kaiser leaned over him, lifting his hand from his chest, to pull him up to a sitting position. He refused to react when the Kaiser gently pulled him towards him, lips easing over his own. He would not show anything, no emotion and no feeling. Nothing. Not even when he desperately wanted to do so much more to his enemy ...
However Ken seemed to have different ideas. The kiss became more deeper, more intimate, as his hands wrapped around Daisuke's shoulders, holding him still. Breaking the kiss softly, he whispered into Daisuke's ear, "I could do much, much more if you allow me to ..." He smiled softly as his adversary visibly shuddered. Almost there ...
Daisuke shook his head fiercely, frantically trying to quench his feelings for his opponent. They were supposed to be enemies. Enemies weren't supposed to feel like this for each other ... Hell, he didn't want to feel this way for Ken. But he did and that couldn't be changed. Not much anyway. He remembered dimly how he had stormed away from his friends after some argument with Takeru or something ... how intending to find something to eat, he had found the Digimon Kaiser instead ... how an argument had obviously followed ... how the Kaiser's lips had curled into a cruel smile and had casually suggested the agreement ... how he, the ultimate fool had foolishly agreed to it ... the secret battles that had followed, always held in locations where they were fully guaranteed of never being found. None of them had led anywhere, neither of them had ever got the upper hand - until now. He had been even more of an idiot then usual, naively believing the upper hand would never be got, that there would never be a chance of either of them winning or losing. But someone had. Ken had. Now he had to pay the price.
Could he?
He had to. He had agreed to the rules, as the Kaiser had said. If it was anyone's fault, it was his own. His own stupid fault. He had no one else to blame except himself. He couldn't blame Ken, Veemon, Wormmon, not anyone except himself. Ken had warned him of the repercussions and he had still gone ahead.
But could he give himself to the Digimon Kaiser, heart, body and soul? From this moment to eternity? In a sense he would belong to Ken. The Kaiser would have complete control and dominance over him. Could he really do that? What of the other Digidestined, what about Veemon? What could he do? He could refuse Ken and his reward would no doubt be torture. A lot of it. And he didn't doubt that Ken would think up something especially for him. He didn't want to even think about the amount of pain he would suffer under his hands. Or else he could admit defeat and become the Kaiser's ... whatever. Servant. Slave. Companion. It didn't really matter what it was called, what did matter was that he wouldn't own himself any longer. Could he do that?
What choice had he?
Staring up at the Kaiser for a long moment, Daisuke made the hardest decision of his life. With a sigh, he leaned forward and dragged the Kaiser down to him, kissing him hard. The sensation was at first unsettling - he was of course kissing another boy - but gradually he became aware of how it felt, how natural it seemed. How much he had wanted it for so long. Now he had it. And he didn't know what to do.
With a low snarl, the Kaiser plunged his tongue into Daisuke's mouth, eager and ready. Without hesitation and perhaps with a grim defeat, Daisuke allowed his own to snake along the Kaiser's, doing a frenzied dance. He was only dimly aware of being lowered down and the Kaiser pressing his body firmly on his. He was only dimly aware of his own hands tangling wildly in Ken's hair, clutching at the spiky strands. He was only slightly aware of the Kaiser's own hands easing Daisuke's head up slightly, as he wrapped his own hands around Daisuke's neck, resting on the nape of his neck, as he slowly and leisurely gained complete dominance over the other boy.
All Daisuke knew, was that he never wanted it to end, as he calmly handed himself over to his enemy with no resistance. In a strange, demented way there was his honour at stake here. He had made a willing agreement and he had to upkeep his part of the bargain. Which he was doing.
He couldn't help but wonder however, if giving himself completely to a ruthless dictator was going to help his honour or his pride. He wasn't sure what to believe anymore.
He was only barely able to breathe when at last, it ended and he could take in air again. His face was flushed and the only way in breathing he was able to do was take in ragged gasps. His entire body felt as if it was on fire. His sworn enemy had done this? He was such a walkover. But could Ken be considered his enemy now?
There was no way in hell he was calling him Master. It was 'Ken' or 'Kaiser' maybe, but not Master. He might be a walkover, but he wasn't a pathetic walkover. There was a difference. A big one. He hoped.
Looking like the cat that had got the cream, the Kaiser demurely raised himself off of his prize and extended a hand wordlessly towards him, hauling him to his feet. For the next few moments they could only stare at each other, both only beginning to realise the events that had just happened. Daisuke's hand clenched at his side, as he resisted the urge to stroke the Kaiser's cheekbone. Damn, what was wrong with him? Only a few hours ago he had hated this guy's guts. Now he wasn't sure what to think anymore. "What happens now?"
With a slight smile, the Kaiser replied, "You're mind. Lock, stock and chain. You are mine, my prize, my pet ... you get the idea." Daisuke nodded, but didn't look happy. He hadn't expected him to be, but he couldn't help but admire Daisuke for his grim acceptance of the situation. The boy was far more mature than he was credited for, and even seemed to outshine the other Digidestined. He was sure the others wouldn't have handled the situation as maturely as he had. "I assume we will continue to meet as we always have ... only not to battle." He couldn't hide his amusement as a faint blush spread across Daisuke's cheeks. "You have no need to be embarrassed."
"I have the decency to be," his pet replied. "And there is no way in hell I'm calling you Master!" The familiar spark once again appeared in his chocolate coloured eyes. Ken inwardly sighed. He loved those eyes. They were one of Daisuke's best features in his own personal opinion. Not that he'd tell him that - he had a reputation to maintain after all.
"We'll see," he answered vaguely and was relieved to see the furious look return to Daisuke's eyes. For a moment he had been afraid his pet would become completely submissive. As much as he adored the dominance he now had over Daisuke, it was the other boy's fire and energy that he had first been attracted to. As well as his looks.
"I'd return to your friends now," he ordered. "They might be worried by now." Just to make sure Daisuke didn't forget who was the leader in this pairing.
Daisuke blinked. "You mean I'm still with them?"
Ken nodded. "You're still a Digidestined, are you not? One day, admittedly you will have to choose, but for the time being return to them and decide exactly who you are and what you want to be. You'll know when to choose once and for all." He reached over and gently stroked Daisuke's cheek. "Never forget however that you're mine now Daisuke. For now and forever. I have complete dominance over you." Then, without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving Daisuke staring after him.