Suspended in Time
By: Codii
Warning: If you do NOT like Daikari (Daisuke/Hikari relationship) and you are truly against reading LEMONS (sexual content) I suggest you leave now. Flames are to be ignored. Praise is highly welcomed. If you are under 18, turn back now! Your parents would most likely prohibit you from reading this, which is why it has the NC-17 rating. (Although who am I to speak? I'm underage! u.u;)
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~Hikari~

It really was a beautiful night. The sky was clear, the weather perfect, and I was with the one person who knew what rejection felt like, at least of this degree. But, that was my fault... Nonetheless, we were good friends, just sitting out on the porch of his apartment.

''Daisuke, are you scared...?''

''Of what, Hikari-san?''

''Leaving home, and all our friends...''

''Yeah... Especially you...''

''...I'll miss you a lot, too...''

''But I won't forget you..''

''That's sweet.. But you can always meet someone one your travels...''

''No one can ever replace you...''

''I...I want you to move on with your life... You shouldn't always be tied to Odaiba...''

Leaning over, he gave her a light kiss. ''But I want to...''

Trembling, she broke away, tears streaming down her face. ''No...''

''Why?''

''Because I'll fall in love with you... And you'll probably meet someone on your travels, and I won't be able to get over losing you...''

''I promise...''

''...?''

''To never forget you...''

''But..''

''No words...'' Leaning over, he embraced her. She laid her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It was slightly quicker than usual, but that didn't really matter...

''...Why have you loved me so long, and never really drifted...?''

''Because you're the most beautiful person I know, and you've been a really sweet person. Besides, we've been friends for almost forever...''

''Daisuke... I'm truly sorry about what I did when we were younger.. Leading you on like that...''

''It made me a stronger person, and perhaps then it was for the best. Besides, now you have a clean slate to start college.''

''..I don't want to have a clean slate, or one with a stranger...''

''Scary thought, isn't it?''

''Haihai... I don't really even want to leave here... Too much to hold me here.''

''Like what?''

''Well, there's you and the others... The Dejiport.. And just too many other things..''

''So? There are Dejiports everywhere... You just need your D3.''

''All right. There's the rest of you.''

''We're all starting to leave.''

''...Are you going to shoot down my reasons for not wanting to leave here?''

''Only when they're that transparent.''

''How about.... I really don't want to leave you...''

"I know that... Ai shiteru, Hikari..''

Eyes flicked to the floor, in some attempt to hide the tears so evidently preparing to fall. This was too much to handle. By tomorrow night, they might never see each other again, and it was almost too much to bear. Sure, in her teenage years, she had loved him, but never really said anything, because he didn't seem to care by that point... Unable to stop the first crystalline tear from tracing a course down her cheek, she sat up, pulling her knees up to her chest. Now, with her back facing Daisuke, the tears fell in quick succession. Thin shoulder shaking with silent cries, she became oblivious to Daisuke's movements behind her. All too soon, she felt a hand on her shoulder. The instinctive reaction of stiffening occurred automatically. Even when a tanned hand tilted her head up, she still looked away...

That is, until she felt the soft pressure of his lips on her own... And to her shock, the innate sense that she was responding...

Even before she comprehended it, her arms had wrapped around Daisuke's neck, pulling him closer. They just sat together for a few minutes, lost in their exploration of the other's mouth. Slowly, their mouths separated, as Daisuke gently lifted Hikari into his arms. Laying her head against his shoulder, she vaguely noticed they were back in Daisuke's apartment. Her mind had since wandered, as they passed through the empty apartment.

Coming to a stop in Daisuke's old room, he gently set Hikari down on the bed. Sitting down beside her, he gazed lovingly into her eyes. For a few moments, his eyes flickered, almost making him seem like the innocent youth he had been, back in their secondary school. Fear. Longing. ...Love. All were present, but he was hesitant. What came over me? Why hasn't she told me not to?

Wait... Why am I doing this... A voice in the back of her mind began taunting her. You love Daisuke. Admit it to yourself; there's nothing you'd like better than to be with him forever. No... Her eyes basically reflected the same look of fear, but seemed a bit more shy to reveal what was truly running through her mind. She was so deep in thought, that she barely noticed Daisuke's hand upon her own.

She looks scared... Maybe this was all one really big mistake... A tremor made it's way down his arm, as he awkwardly took his hand away from her own, before looking back into her eyes, really wanting to know how she felt...

No... I can't... It'll just be too painful tomorrow morning... But, as things usually happen, she spoke before the sensible part of her could process something else to say. ''...Ai shiteru, Daisuke.... I really do...'' Almost instantly, she wanted to take back those words. It was true, but it would hurt too much, leaving tomorrow...

She does? He saw the look of evident panic on her face. He knew she didn't want to admit it, but it had to come out sooner or later.

Dark brown eyes flicked shut, as she continued speaking, ''A.....anata wo daku.... But I'm...too afraid...''

''Oh, Hikarichan... You should know by now that I would never do something to intentionally hurt you...''

''Gomen nasai...''

''I never gave you an answer..''

''...nani?''

A loving smile caressed his features, as he brushed rogue strands of light brown hair from her eyes. ''I wouldn't want it to be anyone but you, Hikari...''

Tears yet again formed in her eyes, but this time, it wasn't because of recent problems. Maybe.. One could even refer to them as tears of joy...

Lightly running a hand over her slim waist, he urged her onto the floor. A bit nervously, he worked the buttons on her shirt, until it had been undone. Not a word escaped him, as he observed the one love of his life, in awe. Running a hand through her brown hair, he started teasing her a bit, starting with a long, lingering kiss, and winding up around her waist. A slight cry escaped her, as one of his hands roamed across her (A/N: Almost nonexistent! Sorry, just felt really obligated to point that out... x.x;) chest.

Supporting her frail weight higher up on her back, her hands lightly tugged at the boxers Daisuke had let her wear. They came off quite easily, considering her tiny waist. Since the rest of her attire was still being dried, she was already unclothed. Pretty much all that she had on at the moment was a slim gold locket, as well as a rose-hued headband.

Still, Daisuke found himself unable to speak. She's perfect... But, as soon as his mind comprehended the thought, he became terrified. I love her so much... But, I can't hurt her... Lost for a moment in the throes of mental debate, he spaced out for a brief moment, still gazing at Hikari. After a moment's hesitation, he slid off his faded pair of sweats. (Since I'm no expert on the subject...) His manhood sprang to attention. Unconsciously, one of his hands strayed down between her legs, slowly probing the outer part of her sex.

Not expecting the touch, a low moan escaped her. Reaching a trembling hand up, she slowly stroked his erection to complete size, before looking back into his eyes. Closing her eyes, she gave a brief nod, signifying her complete trust and love.

With a care born of instinct, he thrust in. Not hard enough to intentionally cause her pain, but hard enough to shred through her hymen.

A brief wince flicked across clear features. A cry of pain almost escaped her, but she held in back, not wanting him to feel bad.

Had he died and gone to heaven? Maybe he had. Although he had seen the grimace of pain on his lover's face, she had not cried out, which he took as a good sign. The way her abdominal muscles clenched gave new meaning to ecstasy, as he just paused, to let her get used to him. As much as he would have loved to take it all quickly, he had the sense not to hurt Hikari, his love.

Pain had already disappeared. If she hadn't known Daisuke as well as she did, she would have thought he had done been this intimate with someone else. But, this was the first, for both of them.

After a moment, he began to slowly make love to her, carefully thrusting in and out. After a few sensual minutes, his pace quickened, as some internal message had set off. Soon enough, he released his built-up heat.

She held him close, never wanting to let go....
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So there you have it. The lemon chapter. Comments? Complaints? Go ahead and flame, if you wish. I could care less. I'm back on track, and I can actually finish this fic. o.o; IT TOOK ME MONTHS TO FIND THIS FILE AGAIN! And I'll be damned if I don't finish this.