Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance / Comedy
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. And it sucks ass.
A/N: Ok I know that most of the last two chapters were decriptions of clothes but so...I don't care! Ha, in your face! So this is the conclusion. Thought = '...' & Speach = "..." Please R & R. I was in a very hyper mood when I wrote this chapter. Gomen, heheh. Oh yeah, this is not the end of this story yet!
Boardwalk: Conclusion
"Oi, Dai-kun."
"Huh?" Daisuke muttered as he spun towards the voice.
The shadow revield himself to be Ken. Daisuke gasped as he saw the older boy. He was amazied at how fluidedly Ken moved over the ground. It was almost as if he were floating. But wait...wasn't Ken killed by the rabid Machinedramon? (A/N: J/K!) Ken was wearing a black rock tshirt with his grey jacket over it, and it was opened. Dai noted that he was also wearing the green cargo pants the he bought Ken for his last birthday as well as a pair of Dai's worn in combat boots. He chucked to himself as he recalled the story behind the clothes.
As Daisuke sized Ken up Takeru slunk backwards into the shadows. He couldn't bear to lose his friend. And that was exactly what was going to happen.
"What's wrong? It's looks as if you've seen a ghost. (A/N: LMFAO!) But really what's wrong?"
Daisuke stared for a second before glancing over both shoulders. He was confused, where was Takeru? Had he left thinking everything would be fine? Nothing was fine.
***
'What's wrong with him? Doesn't he love him? Grr, I knew this wouldn't work. And Hikari is going to kill me! I left her all alone. Damn, I'm in for it.'
Takeru thought about the time he painted the cat, he got a big ass whooping. Heh, and Hika's was most likely going to be bigger. He whinced slightly at the thought.
***
"Dai-kun aishiteru."
Daisuke summbled backward as Ken advanced toward him. His eyes darted around looking for someone to save himself form this type of a comitment. He caught sight of a blur of green as he fell to the ground slow-mo style. All at once he could see, smell and hear green.
"I'm really sorry! Let's get our asses out of here!"
Takeru had dashed out of the shadows and grabed Daisuke and started pulling him through the crowd. This time through they started yelling obseanitys at them as they bumbed into them.
"Where the hell are you taking me?!"
The blond boy grined down at the aburn haired one. A grin that was pattented and well used by Takeru Takashi. He never spoke but kept running. They were going to get away from Ken if it took all TK's energy away from him. I don't think that he even considered putting Dai down and letting him run for himself. That was until Daisuke started screaming "let me down! let me down now!" Over and over again. Takeru stopped abruptly and Dai flew off his shoulder and he smashed into a brick wall. (A/N: Don't ask where the wall came from!)
Dai stood up and rubbed the big bump on the crown of his head that was very rapidly forming.
"Ouchies." he said in his mostest babyish tone.
Takeru walked over to him and put his hands on his shoulders. Daisuke looked at him thinking something bad was going to happen, like it always did. But nothing happened, Takeru just stood there with his hand on his shoulders. Daisuke was getting shivers down his spine and he was growing all hot and uncomfortable.
"TA? TK? Teeks?!"
A finger slienced him on the lips. Takeru shushed him and reached one hand up to rub the back of Daisuke's head. Dai's hand shot up at once. One would call it reflexes, another would call it being stupid. Takeru's other hand grabbed both wrists and held them down. He pressed his forhead against the other boy's, looked deep into his eyes and started rubbing the back of Daisuke's head.
His touch lingered as his eyes glistened. Brown orbs stared questioningly into blue ones. Daisuke was confused, and when I say confused I mean totally and udderly freaking confused. He wanted to say something, but he wasn't sure what.
"There all better." choked out Takeru, tring to hide his tears. "All better..."
Takeru let go of Daisuke's wrists and laied both his arms over his shoulders. Dai wanted to shake his head but was unsure of what Tk would do next so he did the next best thing. He let go and desided to follow his instincts. They were suddenly all alone at the fair. Daisuke put his arms around Takeru's waist and hugged the other boy who started to cry from the simple display of affection.
"That's it, let it all out." Dai said as he rubbed the blond's back. "Takeru, I'm here for you, just go on and cry. I'll wait til you finish."
Daisuke cupped Takeru's chin in his hand and tilted his head up a little bit. Just enough so that his lips were so deathly close to Tk's.
"Listen, I'm so confused. I need somebody to be there...will you be there?"
Takeru opened his deep blue eyes. They held more emotion than Dai had ever seen placed there before. Not ever, even when he was mad in the digital world and freaked out at the Digimon Emperor, even when Hikari had been hurt, or even when he almost lost Angemon again. And the emotion was there for him. Daisuke felt so unworthy. Tk nodded his head and smiled a sad kind of smile.
Before he thought, Daisuke did something he might regret for the rest of his life. He closed his eyes and, without thinking of course, kissed Takeru gently and quickly on the lips.
When he reopened his eyes, Takeru looked at him with great pain and hurt. Before Daisuke could apolgise, he broke the embrace, backed up and shook his head vigurously. He took one more look before he ran off leaving poor Dai standing all alone in the middle of the fair, one arm reaching out to stop the other teen from deserting him.
Genre: Romance / Comedy
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. And it sucks ass.
A/N: Ok I know that most of the last two chapters were decriptions of clothes but so...I don't care! Ha, in your face! So this is the conclusion. Thought = '...' & Speach = "..." Please R & R. I was in a very hyper mood when I wrote this chapter. Gomen, heheh. Oh yeah, this is not the end of this story yet!
Boardwalk: Conclusion
"Oi, Dai-kun."
"Huh?" Daisuke muttered as he spun towards the voice.
The shadow revield himself to be Ken. Daisuke gasped as he saw the older boy. He was amazied at how fluidedly Ken moved over the ground. It was almost as if he were floating. But wait...wasn't Ken killed by the rabid Machinedramon? (A/N: J/K!) Ken was wearing a black rock tshirt with his grey jacket over it, and it was opened. Dai noted that he was also wearing the green cargo pants the he bought Ken for his last birthday as well as a pair of Dai's worn in combat boots. He chucked to himself as he recalled the story behind the clothes.
As Daisuke sized Ken up Takeru slunk backwards into the shadows. He couldn't bear to lose his friend. And that was exactly what was going to happen.
"What's wrong? It's looks as if you've seen a ghost. (A/N: LMFAO!) But really what's wrong?"
Daisuke stared for a second before glancing over both shoulders. He was confused, where was Takeru? Had he left thinking everything would be fine? Nothing was fine.
***
'What's wrong with him? Doesn't he love him? Grr, I knew this wouldn't work. And Hikari is going to kill me! I left her all alone. Damn, I'm in for it.'
Takeru thought about the time he painted the cat, he got a big ass whooping. Heh, and Hika's was most likely going to be bigger. He whinced slightly at the thought.
***
"Dai-kun aishiteru."
Daisuke summbled backward as Ken advanced toward him. His eyes darted around looking for someone to save himself form this type of a comitment. He caught sight of a blur of green as he fell to the ground slow-mo style. All at once he could see, smell and hear green.
"I'm really sorry! Let's get our asses out of here!"
Takeru had dashed out of the shadows and grabed Daisuke and started pulling him through the crowd. This time through they started yelling obseanitys at them as they bumbed into them.
"Where the hell are you taking me?!"
The blond boy grined down at the aburn haired one. A grin that was pattented and well used by Takeru Takashi. He never spoke but kept running. They were going to get away from Ken if it took all TK's energy away from him. I don't think that he even considered putting Dai down and letting him run for himself. That was until Daisuke started screaming "let me down! let me down now!" Over and over again. Takeru stopped abruptly and Dai flew off his shoulder and he smashed into a brick wall. (A/N: Don't ask where the wall came from!)
Dai stood up and rubbed the big bump on the crown of his head that was very rapidly forming.
"Ouchies." he said in his mostest babyish tone.
Takeru walked over to him and put his hands on his shoulders. Daisuke looked at him thinking something bad was going to happen, like it always did. But nothing happened, Takeru just stood there with his hand on his shoulders. Daisuke was getting shivers down his spine and he was growing all hot and uncomfortable.
"TA? TK? Teeks?!"
A finger slienced him on the lips. Takeru shushed him and reached one hand up to rub the back of Daisuke's head. Dai's hand shot up at once. One would call it reflexes, another would call it being stupid. Takeru's other hand grabbed both wrists and held them down. He pressed his forhead against the other boy's, looked deep into his eyes and started rubbing the back of Daisuke's head.
His touch lingered as his eyes glistened. Brown orbs stared questioningly into blue ones. Daisuke was confused, and when I say confused I mean totally and udderly freaking confused. He wanted to say something, but he wasn't sure what.
"There all better." choked out Takeru, tring to hide his tears. "All better..."
Takeru let go of Daisuke's wrists and laied both his arms over his shoulders. Dai wanted to shake his head but was unsure of what Tk would do next so he did the next best thing. He let go and desided to follow his instincts. They were suddenly all alone at the fair. Daisuke put his arms around Takeru's waist and hugged the other boy who started to cry from the simple display of affection.
"That's it, let it all out." Dai said as he rubbed the blond's back. "Takeru, I'm here for you, just go on and cry. I'll wait til you finish."
Daisuke cupped Takeru's chin in his hand and tilted his head up a little bit. Just enough so that his lips were so deathly close to Tk's.
"Listen, I'm so confused. I need somebody to be there...will you be there?"
Takeru opened his deep blue eyes. They held more emotion than Dai had ever seen placed there before. Not ever, even when he was mad in the digital world and freaked out at the Digimon Emperor, even when Hikari had been hurt, or even when he almost lost Angemon again. And the emotion was there for him. Daisuke felt so unworthy. Tk nodded his head and smiled a sad kind of smile.
Before he thought, Daisuke did something he might regret for the rest of his life. He closed his eyes and, without thinking of course, kissed Takeru gently and quickly on the lips.
When he reopened his eyes, Takeru looked at him with great pain and hurt. Before Daisuke could apolgise, he broke the embrace, backed up and shook his head vigurously. He took one more look before he ran off leaving poor Dai standing all alone in the middle of the fair, one arm reaching out to stop the other teen from deserting him.