Second part of Rainy days and Hope. Thanks to everyone who read the first
part, special thanks to reviewers. To be honest when I wrote the first
part I had no idea why Takeru was crying, but some reviewers wondered why
he was crying so I wrote this part. Some Takiori and one-sided Takedai.
Some other minor coupling.
Disclamer: I do not own Digimon, but I would like to.
(Takeru pov)
My first encounter with Daisuke was the same day we became aware of the Digimon Kaiser and his dark rings. My first opinion of him was that he was a buffon. Way over enthusiastic about the Digital World. Completly unaware that Kari was not interested in him. And he was reckless and impulsive to the extreme. We even fought against each other. I thought Taichi had made an error when he choose him to be the leader of the new Digidestined.
I begun to change my opinion of him when he tried to convince us that Ken, the former Digimon Kaiser, was not such a bad guy and that we should forgive him for what he has done. I didnt know that he had the strenght to forgive him so soon after Ken defeat. He tried hard to have us forgive Ken. It worked for everyone but Iori has some difficulty with Ken. Again he tried to make them friends. I begun to feel that he wasnt such a bad choice for a leader and respected him more. Not really a lot since my respect for him was near zero to begin with, but it improved. But soon I begun to feel affection toward him. After the final battle we had more time for ourselves and we begun to hang together, to play basketball or just talk. I started to see him in a different light, to like him. To admire him. Crazy, isnt it?
His cute burgundy hair, his optimism and happiness, even his hasty decisions as the leader of the new digidestined. First I just had a crush on him. Trying to look at him without being seen. Wanting to be close to him. But soon it turned into more. I wanted to hold his hands. To hug him a whole evening. To kiss him. I was in love with Daisuke Motomiya. With a boy. I did not know what to do. I mean, if he would have been girl I could ask Yamato, he could have told me stuff he learned going out with Sora. But I did not want to tell my family about it yet. But I needed advice.
So I decided to tell Kari about it. I told her it was just a crush, even if I knew it was more. She found it really cute and encouraged me to . She suggested that jalousy might be a good way to seduce Daisuke. So I flirted with her, even more than before. Kari, I think she enjoyed it, not because of me, but because she liked to tease Daisuke. That would have stopped if he would have became my boyfriend.
For months I flirted with Kari, hoping that he would look at me. He was obviously irritated, seeing us together but he Until he begun to complain about the fact that I was always with Kari, that we rarely see each other anymore, except when the whole group got together. I was pleasantly surprised by this and promised him that I would see him more often. I could be with him forever if he wanted to but I didnt say that to him.
Kari was happy that the jealousy plan had worked! The next step would be to ask him out. So I planned a evening. First, dinner at a good restaurant, then an action movie at the theater before going to my place. I choose a night that I was sure my mother would work late and tried to get the nerve to ask him out. It was difficult but I managed to corner him, alone, in the locker room of the school. Looking back upon it now, I was delusional when I tought he loved me. Wanting to pass more time together, it was only for friendship, no more. I really saw want I wanted to see.
I tought that I had a chance. I tought that he loved me. So I told him that I loved him.
He pushed me back. I fell on the floor.
His words hurt so much. He said that he hated me, that it was wrong. He said he loved Kari. I tried to answer but no sound come out of my mouth. I got back on my feet and while he was still yelling at me I felt the tears coming in my eyes. I had to get out of here, far from this dream turned nightmare.
I ran out of the school. My vision was blurred by my tears, I nearly collided with a girl on the way out. It was raining outside but I did not care. My love rejected me. He said he hated me. My Daisuke, my love, wanted me out of his life. How could this happen? I ran until I was exhausted. There was an alley between two building. I sat between some boxes, sure that this was one of the worst days of my life, maybe even worse than my parents divorce. I was a fool to believe he loved me. How could I have misjuged his actions so badly? The rain slowly got me all wet. My tears rolled down my cheek, mixing with the rain.
I stayed there, under the rain, with a black cloud in my mind. I was shivering because of the cold and the shock but I didnt care. I was lost in my toughts and I didnt hear that someone was approching me. It is why I was surprised when I heard my name. I did not move. He said my name again. I look at him. Iori. He asked me why I was under the rain. I told him to go away. My greatest hope at this instant was that the world would forget that I exist, so that I could cry in peace. But he insisted on helping me and the concern in his voice was touching. He finaly convince me to come to his appartment when he said he wouldnt ask why I was crying. I certainly didnt want to tell that to him. Such a great follower of rules, Iori, he would surely freak out if I told him why I was crying for.
Iori lead me to his appartment, in silence, like he promised. When we got there I took a bath (great, I was freezing) and Iori took care of my clothes. The bath calmed me. I begun to think about Daisuke again, about this disaster. My eyes got wet again. The tears rolled on my face. Daisuke. Lost. I decided to think about the kindness of Iori. His concern when I saw me under the rain, between two carton boxes. His promise to not asked why I was crying, as he guessed that I did not want to talk about it. Good, thinking about that made me feel better. Not great, but at least better.
After the bath I put on his kimono and went to the dining room where he made me hot chocolate. We talked while my clothes got dry. He seemed to liked looking at me a lot. In fact he acted like me in the Digital World, when I had a crush on Daisuke. Did he have a crush on me? Maybe... After an hour his grand father came home and I realized that I was late and I should go home. My clothes were now dry and I dressed myself. Iori and I talked a little about some competitions of basketball and kendo. He was looking up at me, his face all cheerfull. Iori is almost never cheerfull. I could not resist.
And I kissed him. To know if my intuition was right. To thank him for his help. And also because I needed it. Especially because I needed it. It was a short kiss, a few second, but it was good. I breaked contact and he was blushing and he was smiling. In fact it slowly turned into the widest smile I ever seen on his face. I smiled back at him, and left his appartment, taking the elevator to my mother appartment.
She was home and a little worried. Its true I was late, but why she had to worry so much? Anyway I told her I went to Iori after school. She said I should have phone her. I told her I was sorry and went to my room. I had to think about Daisuke...and Iori. I opened my room window and let Patamon in. He asked why I was late and why I left school early. I explained him everything and I think he understood, even if relation between humans are something he has yet to have a good grasp. He asked what would I do about what has happened today. I fear my love for Daisuke is one-sided. Maybe I lost his friendship. I hope he will still want to see me, to talk to me. Perhaps Kari would be able to convince him to forgive me and we could still see each other, as friends. I can only hope.
Do I love Iori? Honestly I dont know. I have a liking for him, something that could grow with time. But i'm pretty sure that he love me. Well perhaps not love, but at least he like me a lot and if the looks he gave me while I was wearing the kimono mean what I think they mean, he think I'm cute. And he while was surprised by my kiss, he was not disgusted. On the contrary he looked happy despite his blushing face. So he might be willing to... try . Try to be first best friend, then maybe more when we get older. Time would tell.
This could have been the worst day of my life, but maybe...maybe, it was the best one.
Disclamer: I do not own Digimon, but I would like to.
(Takeru pov)
My first encounter with Daisuke was the same day we became aware of the Digimon Kaiser and his dark rings. My first opinion of him was that he was a buffon. Way over enthusiastic about the Digital World. Completly unaware that Kari was not interested in him. And he was reckless and impulsive to the extreme. We even fought against each other. I thought Taichi had made an error when he choose him to be the leader of the new Digidestined.
I begun to change my opinion of him when he tried to convince us that Ken, the former Digimon Kaiser, was not such a bad guy and that we should forgive him for what he has done. I didnt know that he had the strenght to forgive him so soon after Ken defeat. He tried hard to have us forgive Ken. It worked for everyone but Iori has some difficulty with Ken. Again he tried to make them friends. I begun to feel that he wasnt such a bad choice for a leader and respected him more. Not really a lot since my respect for him was near zero to begin with, but it improved. But soon I begun to feel affection toward him. After the final battle we had more time for ourselves and we begun to hang together, to play basketball or just talk. I started to see him in a different light, to like him. To admire him. Crazy, isnt it?
His cute burgundy hair, his optimism and happiness, even his hasty decisions as the leader of the new digidestined. First I just had a crush on him. Trying to look at him without being seen. Wanting to be close to him. But soon it turned into more. I wanted to hold his hands. To hug him a whole evening. To kiss him. I was in love with Daisuke Motomiya. With a boy. I did not know what to do. I mean, if he would have been girl I could ask Yamato, he could have told me stuff he learned going out with Sora. But I did not want to tell my family about it yet. But I needed advice.
So I decided to tell Kari about it. I told her it was just a crush, even if I knew it was more. She found it really cute and encouraged me to . She suggested that jalousy might be a good way to seduce Daisuke. So I flirted with her, even more than before. Kari, I think she enjoyed it, not because of me, but because she liked to tease Daisuke. That would have stopped if he would have became my boyfriend.
For months I flirted with Kari, hoping that he would look at me. He was obviously irritated, seeing us together but he Until he begun to complain about the fact that I was always with Kari, that we rarely see each other anymore, except when the whole group got together. I was pleasantly surprised by this and promised him that I would see him more often. I could be with him forever if he wanted to but I didnt say that to him.
Kari was happy that the jealousy plan had worked! The next step would be to ask him out. So I planned a evening. First, dinner at a good restaurant, then an action movie at the theater before going to my place. I choose a night that I was sure my mother would work late and tried to get the nerve to ask him out. It was difficult but I managed to corner him, alone, in the locker room of the school. Looking back upon it now, I was delusional when I tought he loved me. Wanting to pass more time together, it was only for friendship, no more. I really saw want I wanted to see.
I tought that I had a chance. I tought that he loved me. So I told him that I loved him.
He pushed me back. I fell on the floor.
His words hurt so much. He said that he hated me, that it was wrong. He said he loved Kari. I tried to answer but no sound come out of my mouth. I got back on my feet and while he was still yelling at me I felt the tears coming in my eyes. I had to get out of here, far from this dream turned nightmare.
I ran out of the school. My vision was blurred by my tears, I nearly collided with a girl on the way out. It was raining outside but I did not care. My love rejected me. He said he hated me. My Daisuke, my love, wanted me out of his life. How could this happen? I ran until I was exhausted. There was an alley between two building. I sat between some boxes, sure that this was one of the worst days of my life, maybe even worse than my parents divorce. I was a fool to believe he loved me. How could I have misjuged his actions so badly? The rain slowly got me all wet. My tears rolled down my cheek, mixing with the rain.
I stayed there, under the rain, with a black cloud in my mind. I was shivering because of the cold and the shock but I didnt care. I was lost in my toughts and I didnt hear that someone was approching me. It is why I was surprised when I heard my name. I did not move. He said my name again. I look at him. Iori. He asked me why I was under the rain. I told him to go away. My greatest hope at this instant was that the world would forget that I exist, so that I could cry in peace. But he insisted on helping me and the concern in his voice was touching. He finaly convince me to come to his appartment when he said he wouldnt ask why I was crying. I certainly didnt want to tell that to him. Such a great follower of rules, Iori, he would surely freak out if I told him why I was crying for.
Iori lead me to his appartment, in silence, like he promised. When we got there I took a bath (great, I was freezing) and Iori took care of my clothes. The bath calmed me. I begun to think about Daisuke again, about this disaster. My eyes got wet again. The tears rolled on my face. Daisuke. Lost. I decided to think about the kindness of Iori. His concern when I saw me under the rain, between two carton boxes. His promise to not asked why I was crying, as he guessed that I did not want to talk about it. Good, thinking about that made me feel better. Not great, but at least better.
After the bath I put on his kimono and went to the dining room where he made me hot chocolate. We talked while my clothes got dry. He seemed to liked looking at me a lot. In fact he acted like me in the Digital World, when I had a crush on Daisuke. Did he have a crush on me? Maybe... After an hour his grand father came home and I realized that I was late and I should go home. My clothes were now dry and I dressed myself. Iori and I talked a little about some competitions of basketball and kendo. He was looking up at me, his face all cheerfull. Iori is almost never cheerfull. I could not resist.
And I kissed him. To know if my intuition was right. To thank him for his help. And also because I needed it. Especially because I needed it. It was a short kiss, a few second, but it was good. I breaked contact and he was blushing and he was smiling. In fact it slowly turned into the widest smile I ever seen on his face. I smiled back at him, and left his appartment, taking the elevator to my mother appartment.
She was home and a little worried. Its true I was late, but why she had to worry so much? Anyway I told her I went to Iori after school. She said I should have phone her. I told her I was sorry and went to my room. I had to think about Daisuke...and Iori. I opened my room window and let Patamon in. He asked why I was late and why I left school early. I explained him everything and I think he understood, even if relation between humans are something he has yet to have a good grasp. He asked what would I do about what has happened today. I fear my love for Daisuke is one-sided. Maybe I lost his friendship. I hope he will still want to see me, to talk to me. Perhaps Kari would be able to convince him to forgive me and we could still see each other, as friends. I can only hope.
Do I love Iori? Honestly I dont know. I have a liking for him, something that could grow with time. But i'm pretty sure that he love me. Well perhaps not love, but at least he like me a lot and if the looks he gave me while I was wearing the kimono mean what I think they mean, he think I'm cute. And he while was surprised by my kiss, he was not disgusted. On the contrary he looked happy despite his blushing face. So he might be willing to... try . Try to be first best friend, then maybe more when we get older. Time would tell.
This could have been the worst day of my life, but maybe...maybe, it was the best one.