Disclaimer: Sadly, neither Ken-chan, Yama-chan, OR Digimon belong to me. But if I had a pick of one other charas, you know who _I_'d choose! ::grin::
Notes: umm... shounen ai... boy boy thoughts... get the point... Yama and Ken agonizing over each other... ::grin:: More stupidity from the author... wait! That's me! Dangit! ^^
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Ken opened his eyes to a foreign room. His eyes narrowed and he sat up, looking around before remembering.
He fell back on the soft bed, the earlier events coming back to mind. He'd cried... in front of... Yamato. He looked over at the clock. 6:56 AM. Kami, Mother and Father must be really worried... I hope they haven't called the police...
"Hey," a voice said from the doorway.
"Hi Yamato," Ken said, climbing off the bed to his feet. "Thanks for letting me stay, but I really should go."
"Don't worry about it," the blonde said. "And you don't have to leave yet-"
"But my Mother and Father-" Ken started.
Yamato smiled. "Don't worry, I called them and told them you were staying over here for the night." Ken gave a satisfied nod. At least then his parents wouldn't be calling the police. "Anyway," Yamato continued, "why don't I fix us something to eat? Anything in particular you'd like?"
Ken shrugged. He was a little hungry, and the blonde had a reputation for being a great cook... He nodded, accepting the offer of breakfast. "I don't care. Whatever you want to fix," he said, maintaining an air of indifference.
The blonde grinned. "Yes! Of course! You're SO enthusiastic!" He turned around as if to leave, then paused and looked over his shoulder. "It'll be about thirty minutes. You can borrow some of my clothes to change into. We're about the same size, I think." He chuckled lightly, continuing, "The only guy other than myself who can wear my clothing." Then he left, heading in the direction of the kitchen.
Ken sighed. It would be nice to have a clean pair of clothes on, and he could always return them to Yamato the next day. Having decided, he walked to the blonde's closet and gave it a full inspection. Does he only wear dark colours? the blue haired boy wondered. He finally settled on a pair of (really) tight black pants and blue silky long sleeved shirt.
It was probably close to thirty minutes later when Ken showed up in the dining room/kitchen. He looked at the ground self-consciously as he walked to the table and sat down, feeling the blonde's eyes on him the whole way.
Breakfast didn't take long, and after helping clean the dishes (although Yamato had insisted that he not), the blue haired boy decided that it was time for him to head home.
"Well at least let me drive you to your place," Yamato offered.
"I'll be fine," Ken said, shaking his head. Really the reason he wanted to walk was to be alone and think.
"Okay," Yamato said. "See you around."
"Bye," Ken said, leaving the hotel. He sighed as he pondered over everything that had happened. So it wasn't that bad. The blonde happened to be a pretty understanding person, and, at least, quiet when it was needed. But why was he starting to feel... something... for him? That shy feeling that arose almost never in the blue haired boy had made itself present earlier. And why do I have this want to see him again, soon? Ken gritted his teeth. It was just an attraction, nothing more. A mere attraction.
... right?
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Yamato sighed. There was something... different about the blue haired boy. Something about him that made the blonde want more... want to get to know him better.
He shrugged it off. It was nothing. Besides, Ken _probably_ didn't feel the same about him. Hell, nobody that the blonde had really liked had ever liked him back... for that fact nobody (outside his family), really liked him, for him.
I really need something to do... he thought. Maybe I'll go for a walk or something... Yamato nodded to himself, having decided, and walked to his room to change.
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End Notes: whew! ::lets out inheld breath:: So we've gotten to the part where they start
thinking about each other! =D Expect about 2 more chapters... ^^