Author's note: I will have a title by the time I post this, but none of the fics will actually have it written in them for a while. I'm too lazy to go back and change them, since I've already edited half, not all, of my chapters and stories at least three times. I miss things. Deal.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or its characters.
Warning: possible yaoi and/or yuri. Maybe, maybe not. Sorry for those that wanted the opposite of what I choose. Deal. Flames feed the fire for my place in eternity. Ask my sister:)
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: undecided
Content: possible yaoi, cussing is a definite.
Mr. Motomiya opened his front door at five o'clock that evening to find five teenagers in the hallway. Ken greeted him because he had spent the most time at Daisuke's house. "Hello, Mr. Motomiya, sir. We've come to speak with Dai if we may."
"Come in, Ken, everyone. He's back in his room. And please, don't...upset him. He's having a rough time right now, and he needs all the support he can get." They looked at the middle-aged man in stunned silence as his eyes filled with tears and he went into the kitchen to his wife.
"This way." Ken lead them into the back of the apartment and knocked on the door to their friend's room. There was no reply. Jun opened the door across the hall, looked at them all, then opened his door for them. The room beyond was dark and quiet.
They all stepped inside and Ken shut the door and turned on the light. Daisuke sat in a chair by the window, just gazing unblinkingly at the ceiling. They looked at each other in concern and Takeru stepped toward him.
"Don't bother, T.K. I know you're here." His gaze never left the ceiling as he broke the silence with those words. There was no emotion at all behind them. They echoed hollowly throught the room and died.
Nobody said or did anything. This had seemed like a good plan in theory, but the action was a lot harder. It was the young brunette who broke the silence again. "The soccor star, the musician, the basketball star, the genius, and the princess. Courage, Friendship, Hope, Kindess, and Light. Welcome. Have a seat."
That time, his voice had been mocking and caustic. "If I didn't know better, Dai, I'd think you were auditioning for the part of the Kaizer." Ken walked toward him and sat on a corner of the bed. The others didn't dare move.
"Wouldn't that be ironic. I fought the Digimon Kaizer heart and soul, and now I've begun to act like him. Very fitting, don't you think?" There was a sneer behind the words.
"I think that I'm about five seconds away from kicking your ass for the hell of it Daisuke." Takeru squared his shoulders and glared at his friend. "Now stop looking at the damn ceiling and face me."
Brown eyes met his, and Kari gasped at the emptiness she saw. Tai and Matt looked at each other, uncertain of exactly what was going on. Davis happened to look up and catch the look passed between them. "Not exactly what you guys expected to find?"
"Dai. Suke. Look at me." Takeru's voice was hard and cold, reminiscent of his attitude during the Kamerimon incident in which he had met the Kaizer face-to-face. The brunetted complied.
"Yes, T.K.?" That was twice that he had gotten his name right. They held contact for several minutes, and when he had finally about given up, Takeru saw a little glimmer beneath the blank surface. There had been fear.
"I think that you and I should take this outside. Just you and I. Now." He could feel the anger begin to fill him and take over. There wasn't a doubt in his head that he could take the other boy easily.
"Sorry. Can't manage that today. Try again tomorrow." And then Dai turned his eyes back to the ceiling. Kari placed a hand on Takeru's shoulder and he looked at her. He had just lost the first round, and he hadn't even realized that the game had begun. She tilted her head toward the door, and he followed her out.
Matt walked to stand in front of Daisuke. "Come on, Dai. Taichi and I will buy you ice cream. Whatever kind you want. Let's go!"
"Sorry, Ishida. My life is not ruled by my stomach. I think that you and your little boyfriend, congratulations by the way, should go on without me. I don't feel like going anywhere right now."
Matt drew back and glanced at his boyfriend. They had been so careful to keep it hidden from everyone else, for fear of their reactions. How the hell had Daisuke found out? Tai shrugged and opened the door to join his sister and T.K. Matt followed and shut the door, leaving Ken and Daisuke alone.
They sat in silence, neither saying a word. Ken didn't quite know what was going on, but he had just learned that anger and bribery weren't going to work. He too had seen the flash of fear in Dai's eyes, before he had turned them back to the ceiling. Thinking quickly, he left the room and stepped into the bathroom. The others looked at him questionignly, but he waved them away.
When he reentered the room, the rest came back in with him, curious. He pulled a chair in to sit directly in front of his friend, and sat down. He didn't say a word, just sat there. Kari tapped her foot impatiently, the boys just leaned against the wall and looked back and forth.
Twenty minutes later, Daisuke brought his gaze down to meet a pair of violet eyes. They stared at each other without blinking, their eyes blank and unreadable. Takeru held his breath until he felt light headed, but still they didn't move. It was a staring contest, a battle of wills. And no-one was certain if the former Kaizer could hold out against Daisuke. Nothing was certain anymore.
Out of boredom, Tai turned on the radio on Dai's desk. Matt and T.K. jumped, but the other two boys didn't take any notice. Mr. Ishida came to the door that they hadn't shut and looked on curiously. Not understanding what was going on, he quickly left.
Frustrated, Kari walked up so that she was to the side of both of them. Theire gazes never wavered. "I would like to say, that right now, YOU'RE BOTH PSYCHOTIC!" Tai smiled at his sister's outburst. Again, no reaction from the competitors. "Come on, you two. You can't do this all day! Your eyes will dry out."
Ken reached his hand into his pocket without looking away and handed something to the girl. She took it, looked at it, and burst out laughing. Takeru, Taichi, and Yamato came over to look, and cracked up. It was a bottle of eye moisturizer, used to reduce dryness of the eyes.
Curiosity giving over, Daisuke broke contact with Ken to look at the bottle in her hands. He looked at it, stunned, while the others continued to laugh. Ken regarded him with narrow eyes, his expression closed off.
"Way to go, Ken! Good work." Tai clapped him on the back, making the other boy jerk forward. On instinct, Ken grabbed the older boy's wrist and turned. They ended up with Tai lying face-first on the floor, his arm twisted behind his back.
Coming out of his trance, Ken shook his head and got up, apologizing profusely. Tai waved him away with an easy smile and a request to learn how to do that. Blushing, violet eyes looked back into the brown of his best friend. Without warning, Dai ran out of the room.
"What did I just miss?" Matt looked at Ken in complete confusion. Something had just happened, and they had missed it.
"He's hurting. I don't know why, just that he is. And throught the pain comes anger and hate. Hate at a world that would put so much fear into one so young. He needs something. Support, understanding, I don't know, but he needs it fast."
"He's out of the shell. We have to find him while his defenses are low." Hikari joined in. The five ran out of the room and asked his father and sister if they knew where he had went. She suggested the soccer field, which seemed logical, given his love of the game. They raced off, praying for enought time to find him before he did something.
Chibimon heard as they left the apartment. He had taken the journal to Davis first, because he hadn't wanted the sad boy to be upset by the book again. But it had backfired, because he had come home even more agitated than before. And now he was gone, running away from his partner and his friends.
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End note: I'm really starting to wonder about poor Daisuke. I don't have any idea where this is heading, so please, just hang on. I included yaoi, for those you who enjoy it. For those that don't, I did warn you. It's not the center of the story, and it won't be. This is about poor, poor Dai-chan.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or its characters.
Warning: possible yaoi and/or yuri. Maybe, maybe not. Sorry for those that wanted the opposite of what I choose. Deal. Flames feed the fire for my place in eternity. Ask my sister:)
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Author: Rae (penname)
Title: undecided
Content: possible yaoi, cussing is a definite.
Mr. Motomiya opened his front door at five o'clock that evening to find five teenagers in the hallway. Ken greeted him because he had spent the most time at Daisuke's house. "Hello, Mr. Motomiya, sir. We've come to speak with Dai if we may."
"Come in, Ken, everyone. He's back in his room. And please, don't...upset him. He's having a rough time right now, and he needs all the support he can get." They looked at the middle-aged man in stunned silence as his eyes filled with tears and he went into the kitchen to his wife.
"This way." Ken lead them into the back of the apartment and knocked on the door to their friend's room. There was no reply. Jun opened the door across the hall, looked at them all, then opened his door for them. The room beyond was dark and quiet.
They all stepped inside and Ken shut the door and turned on the light. Daisuke sat in a chair by the window, just gazing unblinkingly at the ceiling. They looked at each other in concern and Takeru stepped toward him.
"Don't bother, T.K. I know you're here." His gaze never left the ceiling as he broke the silence with those words. There was no emotion at all behind them. They echoed hollowly throught the room and died.
Nobody said or did anything. This had seemed like a good plan in theory, but the action was a lot harder. It was the young brunette who broke the silence again. "The soccor star, the musician, the basketball star, the genius, and the princess. Courage, Friendship, Hope, Kindess, and Light. Welcome. Have a seat."
That time, his voice had been mocking and caustic. "If I didn't know better, Dai, I'd think you were auditioning for the part of the Kaizer." Ken walked toward him and sat on a corner of the bed. The others didn't dare move.
"Wouldn't that be ironic. I fought the Digimon Kaizer heart and soul, and now I've begun to act like him. Very fitting, don't you think?" There was a sneer behind the words.
"I think that I'm about five seconds away from kicking your ass for the hell of it Daisuke." Takeru squared his shoulders and glared at his friend. "Now stop looking at the damn ceiling and face me."
Brown eyes met his, and Kari gasped at the emptiness she saw. Tai and Matt looked at each other, uncertain of exactly what was going on. Davis happened to look up and catch the look passed between them. "Not exactly what you guys expected to find?"
"Dai. Suke. Look at me." Takeru's voice was hard and cold, reminiscent of his attitude during the Kamerimon incident in which he had met the Kaizer face-to-face. The brunetted complied.
"Yes, T.K.?" That was twice that he had gotten his name right. They held contact for several minutes, and when he had finally about given up, Takeru saw a little glimmer beneath the blank surface. There had been fear.
"I think that you and I should take this outside. Just you and I. Now." He could feel the anger begin to fill him and take over. There wasn't a doubt in his head that he could take the other boy easily.
"Sorry. Can't manage that today. Try again tomorrow." And then Dai turned his eyes back to the ceiling. Kari placed a hand on Takeru's shoulder and he looked at her. He had just lost the first round, and he hadn't even realized that the game had begun. She tilted her head toward the door, and he followed her out.
Matt walked to stand in front of Daisuke. "Come on, Dai. Taichi and I will buy you ice cream. Whatever kind you want. Let's go!"
"Sorry, Ishida. My life is not ruled by my stomach. I think that you and your little boyfriend, congratulations by the way, should go on without me. I don't feel like going anywhere right now."
Matt drew back and glanced at his boyfriend. They had been so careful to keep it hidden from everyone else, for fear of their reactions. How the hell had Daisuke found out? Tai shrugged and opened the door to join his sister and T.K. Matt followed and shut the door, leaving Ken and Daisuke alone.
They sat in silence, neither saying a word. Ken didn't quite know what was going on, but he had just learned that anger and bribery weren't going to work. He too had seen the flash of fear in Dai's eyes, before he had turned them back to the ceiling. Thinking quickly, he left the room and stepped into the bathroom. The others looked at him questionignly, but he waved them away.
When he reentered the room, the rest came back in with him, curious. He pulled a chair in to sit directly in front of his friend, and sat down. He didn't say a word, just sat there. Kari tapped her foot impatiently, the boys just leaned against the wall and looked back and forth.
Twenty minutes later, Daisuke brought his gaze down to meet a pair of violet eyes. They stared at each other without blinking, their eyes blank and unreadable. Takeru held his breath until he felt light headed, but still they didn't move. It was a staring contest, a battle of wills. And no-one was certain if the former Kaizer could hold out against Daisuke. Nothing was certain anymore.
Out of boredom, Tai turned on the radio on Dai's desk. Matt and T.K. jumped, but the other two boys didn't take any notice. Mr. Ishida came to the door that they hadn't shut and looked on curiously. Not understanding what was going on, he quickly left.
Frustrated, Kari walked up so that she was to the side of both of them. Theire gazes never wavered. "I would like to say, that right now, YOU'RE BOTH PSYCHOTIC!" Tai smiled at his sister's outburst. Again, no reaction from the competitors. "Come on, you two. You can't do this all day! Your eyes will dry out."
Ken reached his hand into his pocket without looking away and handed something to the girl. She took it, looked at it, and burst out laughing. Takeru, Taichi, and Yamato came over to look, and cracked up. It was a bottle of eye moisturizer, used to reduce dryness of the eyes.
Curiosity giving over, Daisuke broke contact with Ken to look at the bottle in her hands. He looked at it, stunned, while the others continued to laugh. Ken regarded him with narrow eyes, his expression closed off.
"Way to go, Ken! Good work." Tai clapped him on the back, making the other boy jerk forward. On instinct, Ken grabbed the older boy's wrist and turned. They ended up with Tai lying face-first on the floor, his arm twisted behind his back.
Coming out of his trance, Ken shook his head and got up, apologizing profusely. Tai waved him away with an easy smile and a request to learn how to do that. Blushing, violet eyes looked back into the brown of his best friend. Without warning, Dai ran out of the room.
"What did I just miss?" Matt looked at Ken in complete confusion. Something had just happened, and they had missed it.
"He's hurting. I don't know why, just that he is. And throught the pain comes anger and hate. Hate at a world that would put so much fear into one so young. He needs something. Support, understanding, I don't know, but he needs it fast."
"He's out of the shell. We have to find him while his defenses are low." Hikari joined in. The five ran out of the room and asked his father and sister if they knew where he had went. She suggested the soccer field, which seemed logical, given his love of the game. They raced off, praying for enought time to find him before he did something.
Chibimon heard as they left the apartment. He had taken the journal to Davis first, because he hadn't wanted the sad boy to be upset by the book again. But it had backfired, because he had come home even more agitated than before. And now he was gone, running away from his partner and his friends.
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End note: I'm really starting to wonder about poor Daisuke. I don't have any idea where this is heading, so please, just hang on. I included yaoi, for those you who enjoy it. For those that don't, I did warn you. It's not the center of the story, and it won't be. This is about poor, poor Dai-chan.