Healing the Hurt, Chapter 4
I know it's been a while… sorry… I always intend to write more, but then get distracted by all the great fanfiction already out there :) Hopefully by the time I finish this ff.n will be back up.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Some unmeasurable time later, Ken stumbled wearily to his feet, rage and lust spent. There was a dull ache in his whip wielding arm, from overuse. Slowly-drying blood coated the front of his body where it had touched Davis'.
Davis.
He looked down at the crumpled, unconscious boy beneath him. Ken had virtually flayed his back in his unreasoning rage.
He closed his eyes and let the pulse rush through his temples.
"Oh, God," Ken half-sobbed. "WORMMON!"
A moment later, the door opened, and a very perceptive Wormmon dragged in a tub of warm water and a soft cloth.
"NOT you!" he snapped at a tiny green-and-white head. "You stay out."
Snatching the cloth from the basin, Ken knelt down and tenderly started to wipe the blood from Davis' back. He bit his lip hard when strips of skin- finger-shaped, finger-sized- tried to lift from his victim's back with the blood.
He cleaned Davis very carefully, and himself, until the water was as thick and red as the still-seeping blood. "More water, Wormmon," he breathed. "And bandages. And food."
"More -?" After a glimpse at Davis' back, Wormmon paled and scuttled off. His Master had never been this mad at anyone.
Ken watched Davis' tortured breathing, tears catching in his own throat. "I'm sorry, Davis," he gulped. "Oh god I'm sorry."
"K- Ken?"
"Davis? Davis, are you…? God!" He looked down at pain-filled red-brown eyes. "Oh god Davis. Why do I have to do this to you?" Ken cried.
An agonized whimper slipped from the cinnamon-haired digidestined.
"I wish…" Ken gritted his teeth. "I wish you didn't make such beautiful noises when I hurt you! I wish your stupid friends hadn't made me so angry. I wish just once I could touch you without causing pain."
A soft gasp. "It- it hurts…"
"I know. Hush. Be still."
Wormmon brought more water, and, as gently as he could, Ken wiped Davis' back down one last time. "Will you let me bind it?" he asked.
Davis managed a tense nod.
"I'll have to help you sit up."
"Okay." He bit back a breath. "I might scream. Try not to enjoy it too much."
Ken winced. He knew he deserved far worse than that. Not commenting, he slipped gentle arms around Davis and helped him, very slowly, into a sitting posture. He took a roll of bandages and loosened the end. "Hold this," he murmured, holding the end over Davis' chest, and started to gently but firmly bind his entire torso.
"Sorry," Davis managed between gasps. "Shouldn't have said that."
"I deserve it." Ken kept wrapping.
Davis shook his head. "You wouldn't be trying to make it better if you deserved it."
Ken sighed heavily. "You don't understand, love. Really. Don't give me an inch." He tucked in the end of the bandage, having somehow managed to nuzzle his face into the brunette's throat. "I'll take a mile."
"It- it hurts." Davis pulled in a deep breath… and, yelping with the pain of moving his arm, tore the visor from Ken's face. He flung it away in disdain. "… love?"
"What?"
"You called me love."
Violet eyes tightened. "Let it pass. Just let it pass."
"I won't. Can't. Have to know if you meant that."
Ken's hand crept up to Davis' shoulder, and he kept his face tucked away. "Davis… please."
"No. Tell me."
Now, amazingly, it was Ken who trembled.
"I need to know."
"Davis…"
He ignored the pain to slip an arm around the dark boy's waist, waiting patiently.
Ken shuddered with the effort of those words. "Davis… I… I love you."
Something strange was happening. Davis didn't let go of Ken when he felt that slender frame start to convulse in his arms.
A pain-filled groan slipped from Ken, his lips pulled back into a tight grimace. "D-Davis!" he cried. "Nnn- argh!" A harsh cough wracked his body, and a second, and a third-
An explosion of black dots erupted from him, and suddenly a sleek-haired Ken was clad in a grey school uniform rather than his Kaizer garb. But that wasn't all. The coughs were still coming, so powerful they were almost convulsions.
Davis hung on tight, waiting for Ken to throw up.
One huge, gut-wrenching heave…
Something black and foul was forcibly expelled from Ken's body, leaving him screaming in agony.
"W-what?"
Wormmon reared onto his back four legs.
"Poison Sting!"
And, that easily, the darkness was destroyed.
Ken was still shaking, but now it was different. He wept ragged sobs into Davis' freshly bandaged chest. When Wormmon approached shyly, he pulled him close.
"I love you," Ken sobbed to both of them.
"Matt?"
The gold-haired digidestined turned swiftly, water sparkling like diamonds on his skin. "Oh. Hi, Izzy. What's up?"
Izzy sat on a rock by the pool's edge. "Oh, not much. Just- just curious, I guess."
"Getting a free perv, huh?" Matt smiled over his shoulder at the redhead. "Do I have nice buns?"
"Uh… yeah, but…" Izzy blushed. "You were… with Joe, right?"
Matt blinked. "How the hell did you know that?"
"No offense, Matt, but you make an awful lot of noise. It'd be pretty hard not to know."
Blushing to the roots of his hair, the blond digidestined stepped out of the water. "Damn, no towels. I'll have to drip dry." He found a smooth rock to sit on- and swore when he sat down.
"Can I ask you a question?"
Matt shrugged slightly. "It's okay, Izzy. It was- well, it hurt a lot at first. Then it was good. I think it would have been a lot better if we had been in love. But it was still worth doing. I'd do it again."
Izzy raked a hand through his hair. "Yeah, that was about it."
Sunlight danced on beaded water.
"But what I was actually going to ask was-"
"Oh my god!" Matt sat bolt upright. "If you heard me… Tai would have too!"
"…probably."
Matt raked a hand through his own hair, his face twisting with anguish. "Fuck. Tai knows I slept with Joe. As if he didn't hate me enough already!"
"Calm down, Matt!"
Matt blinked.
Izzy regarded him calmly. "You don't know that. It would be wrong to assume that Tai 'hates' you. You can't know that unless he's told you so. I suggest that your best course of action is to go and talk with him."
Again, Matt blinked. Then smiled. "Izzy-logic. Does the trick every time. Thanks, buddy."
As Matt was striding away, Izzy spoke up. "Uh- Matt?"
"Huh?"
"You might want to put your clothes back on."
Matt blushed. "Oh yeah."
"D-Davis?"
"I'm right here, Ken."
"I'm sorry I've been so cruel to you. I'm so sorry."
"It's alright. What's done is done, Ken; it'll take a while to heal, all of it, but I still love you."
"Wha- what? You can't… oh, Davis, you can't."
"I can and I do."
"But… but…"
"No buts, Ken! I love you."
"Everyone who loves me gets hurt!"
"I've taken my pain, love. I can take a little more if I need to, I'm strong. It's okay."
"I might cry a little more, if that's alright."
"Go for it."
"Tai?"
Tai froze at the sound of Matt's voice.
Slowly, Joe stood. "I might… uh… I'll go and see if Izzy's okay, huh?" He left hastily.
Matt watched him go. Then, slowly, his gaze traveled back to the former leader of the digidestined. He made his question abrupt. "Do you hate me, Tai?"
"Oh god." Tai raked his hands through chocolate-brown hair. "You don't waste time, do you?"
Matt slammed his hand into a tree. "Answer the damn question, Tai."
Tai closed his eyes. "Give me a reason to fight you."
The reply to that was instantaneous. "I let Joe fuck me. I told him to. I let him shove himself into me again and again and I liked it so much I came all over the ground!!!"
Roaring, Tai leapt at him. Sent the blond flying and landed on top of him, snarling as he pinned him down. "I noticed, dammit!"
Matt whimpered helplessly. "I gave you a reason!"
"I had to listen to you scream! I know you fucking liked it!"
"Tai…"
"Matt." Tai met Matt's eyes, slowly, painfully. "Why?"
"He wanted me. I needed someone to want me."
"Matt…"
"I needed that, Tai. You broke my heart. I needed to feel wanted."
Wordlessly, Tai captured Matt's hand. Drew it roughly up his own leg; knee, thigh, higher…
Matt gasped. "Tai!"
"Feel wanted."
"I- I…"
"I don't hate you, Matt. Not that, not ever. I want you. I think I might love you." Tai held those blue eyes with his, pleading. "Please. Let me try to make this better."
"Tai…" He looked down, then back up. "You're making a good start."
Tai laughed in joyful relief. Then, just as suddenly, he frowned. "Did you kiss Joe?"
Matt shook his head.
Leaning down, Tai kissed Matt fiercely- passionately… desperately.
"Mph- Tai!"
Instantly Tai sat back. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"
"Shut up. Could you get off my arm?"
Blink. Blink. Obediently, Tai shifted his knee from Matt's elbow-
- and Matt wrapped his arm around Tai's neck and dragged him back down.
Davis wiped away the last traces of Ken's tears. "There you go, beautiful. All better?"
"You think I'm beautiful?" smiled Ken shyly.
"Absolutely. You're gorgeous, you must know that. All the girls in my school drool about you." He grinned. "But they can't have you- you're mine!"
Ken laughed. "Mmm, Davis, I like the way you smell. Like cinnamon and sweat… so sexy." He inhaled a deep lungful of Davis' scent. "What am I gonna do? This stupid fortress… Chimeramon… all the digimon I've hurt…"
"Hush, beautiful. We'll make it better."
"Davish?"
"Huh? Oh, hi, Demiveemon! C'mere, buddy!"
The small green lizard bounced happily over. Paused a few steps away to cock his head and grin at the two youths curled up together. "Hey, you two are matesh now, right?"
Ken blinked. "Mates?"
"Yeah." Wincing, Davis wrapped possessive arms about the former Kaizer. "We're mates."
Sighing happily, Ken snuggled into Davis' chest, but only for a moment. "We have things to do before we rest, love."
Ahhhh… I feel better now. Happy happy joy joy! This is getting a lot closer to moving out of the angst category and into the WAFF category. Oh, and I know Veemon is kinda blue-green, but I call him green because it drives my sister nuts (love ya Ny-chan!)
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