First off, I want to thank my reviewers so far, DigimonYaoi and Sarah-chan.
Your encouragement is greatly appreciated. So far everything I've written
on FFN has been Harry Potter, and next to Star Wars, Harry Potter is my
second obsession. Digimon is closing in on HP fast, tho. Anyway, I was
afraid I'd really mess things up, but I guess I'm doing okay so far. Oh,
one more thing, go see Attack of the Clones. Yoda. Lightsabre. 'nuff
said.
Koushirou picked at his dinner, pretty much rearranging the food into a much more aesthetically pleasing form, but eating very little of it.
"Koushirou, is everything alright?" his mother asked in her normal worried voice.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I'm just thinking too much I guess."
"We've been telling you that for years now, Koushirou," his father joked. Koushirou smiled back thinly.
"May I be excused please? I think I need to go lay down."
"Are you sure you're okay, son?"
"Yes Father. I was just up during the night because of the storm, and I've been up all day, so I'm just tired, I guess."
"Go ahead, Koushirou, get some rest. You do look a little peaked. You need to keep your body healthy, with winter coming and all. A tired body is a welcome mat for germs."
"Thanks, Mom." Koushirou got up and carried his plate into the kitchen and cleaned up. He ambled to his room and shut the door. He assumed the flat on his back position and stared at the ceiling.
"Did you think of a better excuse at dinner, Koushirou?"
"No Tentomon, I was too busy thinking to think, much less eat." Tentomon was confused at that little comment.
"That made no sense at all, Koushirou, highly illogical."
"I was zoned out for the entire meal. I might as well have held up a big neon sign saying that I'm gay."
"I doubt it was that bad, Koushirou, really. And even if it was, tell me again why it would matter?"
"Well, my parents would likely disown me for one, all my friends would turn on me for two, and I don't think I need to even think about a three."
"I happen to know both your parents and your friends, as you'll remember, I've been around a while now, and I think that neither your parents nor your friends would think a dissenting thought."
"Tentomon, I don't know how I can explain this to make you understand, but a lot of people in the world look on people like me as an abomination, a freak, something to shun. How likely would it be that of all the people in the world, all of my friends and family would not be in that group. The probability of that is astronomical."
"Maybe you don't give them all enough credit. After everything that we've been through, I'd like to believe that they are a bit more open- minded than you are putting them out to be, Koushirou."
"Tentomon, I'd like to believe you, but what if you are wrong? I'd have thrown everything away, everyone I've loved and cared for, over a few simple words. I don't think that I can risk that."
"So it would be better to live a life full of unhappiness, but safety, than a life of happiness and uncertainty?" Koushirou pondered the question for a moment before he answered.
"Yes."
"Really, Koushirou, think what you're saying. You might miss out on the best thing in life because you are afraid to leave your little bubble of comfort, or discomfort as this case may be."
"What if he says no?" Koushirou looked Tentomon directly in his many eyes. The Digimon paused before he answered.
"What if he says yes?" Koushirou rolled over and punched the bed.
"I don't know. I am thinking too much, my brain feels like it's about to crash."
"Then get to sleep. It will be much easier to think things through in the morning when you are clear-headed."
"I think I will. Goodnight, Tentomon." Koushirou started putting on his pajamas.
"Goodnight, Koushirou. May you have peaceful dreams for a change." the Digimon stopped, as if deciding whether or not to continue. "One more thing, Koushirou, before you turn in." Koushirou had finished changing and had just flipped off the light switch.
"What is it Tentomon?"
"Did I turn my back on you when I found out?"
"No." Koushirou replied flatly and in nearly a whisper, and with the lights out, Tentomon couldn't see the expression on Koushirou's face.
Wow. That came out a lot better than I planned. I think it is maybe some of the best stuff I've written. I'd do more, but I'm off to see Star Wars again, so I'll do more later.
energy
"This party is over" --- Mace Windu
Koushirou picked at his dinner, pretty much rearranging the food into a much more aesthetically pleasing form, but eating very little of it.
"Koushirou, is everything alright?" his mother asked in her normal worried voice.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I'm just thinking too much I guess."
"We've been telling you that for years now, Koushirou," his father joked. Koushirou smiled back thinly.
"May I be excused please? I think I need to go lay down."
"Are you sure you're okay, son?"
"Yes Father. I was just up during the night because of the storm, and I've been up all day, so I'm just tired, I guess."
"Go ahead, Koushirou, get some rest. You do look a little peaked. You need to keep your body healthy, with winter coming and all. A tired body is a welcome mat for germs."
"Thanks, Mom." Koushirou got up and carried his plate into the kitchen and cleaned up. He ambled to his room and shut the door. He assumed the flat on his back position and stared at the ceiling.
"Did you think of a better excuse at dinner, Koushirou?"
"No Tentomon, I was too busy thinking to think, much less eat." Tentomon was confused at that little comment.
"That made no sense at all, Koushirou, highly illogical."
"I was zoned out for the entire meal. I might as well have held up a big neon sign saying that I'm gay."
"I doubt it was that bad, Koushirou, really. And even if it was, tell me again why it would matter?"
"Well, my parents would likely disown me for one, all my friends would turn on me for two, and I don't think I need to even think about a three."
"I happen to know both your parents and your friends, as you'll remember, I've been around a while now, and I think that neither your parents nor your friends would think a dissenting thought."
"Tentomon, I don't know how I can explain this to make you understand, but a lot of people in the world look on people like me as an abomination, a freak, something to shun. How likely would it be that of all the people in the world, all of my friends and family would not be in that group. The probability of that is astronomical."
"Maybe you don't give them all enough credit. After everything that we've been through, I'd like to believe that they are a bit more open- minded than you are putting them out to be, Koushirou."
"Tentomon, I'd like to believe you, but what if you are wrong? I'd have thrown everything away, everyone I've loved and cared for, over a few simple words. I don't think that I can risk that."
"So it would be better to live a life full of unhappiness, but safety, than a life of happiness and uncertainty?" Koushirou pondered the question for a moment before he answered.
"Yes."
"Really, Koushirou, think what you're saying. You might miss out on the best thing in life because you are afraid to leave your little bubble of comfort, or discomfort as this case may be."
"What if he says no?" Koushirou looked Tentomon directly in his many eyes. The Digimon paused before he answered.
"What if he says yes?" Koushirou rolled over and punched the bed.
"I don't know. I am thinking too much, my brain feels like it's about to crash."
"Then get to sleep. It will be much easier to think things through in the morning when you are clear-headed."
"I think I will. Goodnight, Tentomon." Koushirou started putting on his pajamas.
"Goodnight, Koushirou. May you have peaceful dreams for a change." the Digimon stopped, as if deciding whether or not to continue. "One more thing, Koushirou, before you turn in." Koushirou had finished changing and had just flipped off the light switch.
"What is it Tentomon?"
"Did I turn my back on you when I found out?"
"No." Koushirou replied flatly and in nearly a whisper, and with the lights out, Tentomon couldn't see the expression on Koushirou's face.
Wow. That came out a lot better than I planned. I think it is maybe some of the best stuff I've written. I'd do more, but I'm off to see Star Wars again, so I'll do more later.
energy
"This party is over" --- Mace Windu