Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. Am I tired of typing it..
This a tiny bit of Taisuke, forgive me, I didn't write much of Taisuke. You might say, it's my first attempt.
chapter 10
Outside of the hall where the street light was poor Daisuke watched as Taichi slipped against the wall. The elder boy had an air of such grief that it was unbearable to the eye.
Daisuke could think of nothing to help him. But if anything, he was willing - with all his heart - to share the burden of rejection with Taichi. To tell the truth, he failed to comprehend why Taichi was so miserable. It was because of that song that he felt rejected. But Yamato couldn't... he couldn't be in love with Ken, right?
The brunette's shoulders shuddered in silent sobs but he didn't cry.
"Taichi!.." Daisuke said.
"Leave me alone!" The elder boy edged further into the dark hiding his face. "Leave me alone, I don't need you!"
"Taichi!" It was Sora who ran out into the streets frantically searching for two boys. She steadily approched Taichi and drew him into her arms. "It's not your fault... It's not his fault either."
Taichi shook his head.
"He tried to tell me, Sora, he tried to tell me.. I was so stupid... I thought he loved me, not... I'm sorry..." he gasped.
Daisuke darted his large puzzled eyes between Sora and Taichi.
"Taichi.." Daisuke breathed out. "It's not... Yamato's not in love with Ken, right?"
The small mahogany-haired boy shifted closer to his idol, an expression of shock on his face. Sora and Taichi looked up. Daisuke saw the truth in their eyes but stubbornly refused to believe it. "It's NOT that!" he repeated with emphasis. "Please, it's not..."
Taichi stretched his hand and pulled Daisuke into a comfortable embrace. "Daisuke... What do you think it is then?"
Sora gently patted the smaller boy on the back. "It's okay, Daisuke, you can cry if you want to."
"It's not TRUE!"
Taichi sighed.
Sora stumbled back in fear at this outburst then recovered. "That liar... I'm going to kill him!.." she muttered bitterly. "I didn't know that Yamato was such a heartless monster."
"It's not his fault, Sora," Taichi said mildly. He hugged Daisuke close waiting for the little boy to realise what had happened and burst out crying. Daisuke was numbly staring into his shoulder. "Sora, you can't force him to love somebody... Everything was just too perfect for us, I should've known it was never going to be.. Perfect friends.. perfect first kiss..."
The girl blushed fiercely. Daisuke broke the silence and his stubborn voice sounded convicting in the dark.
"They are not in love."
"I don't know about Ken, but Yamato is in love with him." Sora said firmly. "I've never seen him so... glowing..."
Taichi ruffled Daisuke's hair with his hand. Then suddenly he lowered his face in his hair and shook with unshed tears.
"What a fool I was... He never responded.." he mumbled. Daisuke threw his arms around him, astounded at seeing his idol, the symbol of courage and strength, his personal god, so crushed. Taichi squeezed him in return. The mahogany haired boy sighed in his neck and closed his eyes. A shadow of suspicion was on his mind.
'Ken is not mine... I didn't have a chance, he always slipped from me, he was... ephemeral,' he thought and wondered at the word. He was picking Ken's habit of saying vague polysyllabic words. 'Our kiss was nothing more than a dream...' Daisuke buried his face deeper into the layers of Taichi's jacket until he met the warm tanned skin of his neck. 'But at least I have Taichi...' he thought peacefully. 'I can...'
He stood on his toes and laid a faint kiss on Taichi's neck.
The brunette calmed his weeping and buried his lips in Daisuke's spiky hair.
"I love you, Taichi," the boy mouthed inaudibly.
"Thanks, Dai-chan.."
Sora looked around and noticed parties of slightly high teenagers exit the hall.
"It seems that the concert is over. What are we going to do?" she asked the boys. Taichi looked over his shoulder longingly in the direction of the dressing rooms.
"I don't want to come back," he said.
Daisuke sighed. He too wasn't in the mood to make a fool out of himself tonight as he used to do quite occasionally.
"Let's go see Sora home and then head home?" Taichi suggested. Daisuke nodded his head. With a final glance back at the concert hall, the sad trio walked away.
tsuzuku...
This a tiny bit of Taisuke, forgive me, I didn't write much of Taisuke. You might say, it's my first attempt.
chapter 10
Outside of the hall where the street light was poor Daisuke watched as Taichi slipped against the wall. The elder boy had an air of such grief that it was unbearable to the eye.
Daisuke could think of nothing to help him. But if anything, he was willing - with all his heart - to share the burden of rejection with Taichi. To tell the truth, he failed to comprehend why Taichi was so miserable. It was because of that song that he felt rejected. But Yamato couldn't... he couldn't be in love with Ken, right?
The brunette's shoulders shuddered in silent sobs but he didn't cry.
"Taichi!.." Daisuke said.
"Leave me alone!" The elder boy edged further into the dark hiding his face. "Leave me alone, I don't need you!"
"Taichi!" It was Sora who ran out into the streets frantically searching for two boys. She steadily approched Taichi and drew him into her arms. "It's not your fault... It's not his fault either."
Taichi shook his head.
"He tried to tell me, Sora, he tried to tell me.. I was so stupid... I thought he loved me, not... I'm sorry..." he gasped.
Daisuke darted his large puzzled eyes between Sora and Taichi.
"Taichi.." Daisuke breathed out. "It's not... Yamato's not in love with Ken, right?"
The small mahogany-haired boy shifted closer to his idol, an expression of shock on his face. Sora and Taichi looked up. Daisuke saw the truth in their eyes but stubbornly refused to believe it. "It's NOT that!" he repeated with emphasis. "Please, it's not..."
Taichi stretched his hand and pulled Daisuke into a comfortable embrace. "Daisuke... What do you think it is then?"
Sora gently patted the smaller boy on the back. "It's okay, Daisuke, you can cry if you want to."
"It's not TRUE!"
Taichi sighed.
Sora stumbled back in fear at this outburst then recovered. "That liar... I'm going to kill him!.." she muttered bitterly. "I didn't know that Yamato was such a heartless monster."
"It's not his fault, Sora," Taichi said mildly. He hugged Daisuke close waiting for the little boy to realise what had happened and burst out crying. Daisuke was numbly staring into his shoulder. "Sora, you can't force him to love somebody... Everything was just too perfect for us, I should've known it was never going to be.. Perfect friends.. perfect first kiss..."
The girl blushed fiercely. Daisuke broke the silence and his stubborn voice sounded convicting in the dark.
"They are not in love."
"I don't know about Ken, but Yamato is in love with him." Sora said firmly. "I've never seen him so... glowing..."
Taichi ruffled Daisuke's hair with his hand. Then suddenly he lowered his face in his hair and shook with unshed tears.
"What a fool I was... He never responded.." he mumbled. Daisuke threw his arms around him, astounded at seeing his idol, the symbol of courage and strength, his personal god, so crushed. Taichi squeezed him in return. The mahogany haired boy sighed in his neck and closed his eyes. A shadow of suspicion was on his mind.
'Ken is not mine... I didn't have a chance, he always slipped from me, he was... ephemeral,' he thought and wondered at the word. He was picking Ken's habit of saying vague polysyllabic words. 'Our kiss was nothing more than a dream...' Daisuke buried his face deeper into the layers of Taichi's jacket until he met the warm tanned skin of his neck. 'But at least I have Taichi...' he thought peacefully. 'I can...'
He stood on his toes and laid a faint kiss on Taichi's neck.
The brunette calmed his weeping and buried his lips in Daisuke's spiky hair.
"I love you, Taichi," the boy mouthed inaudibly.
"Thanks, Dai-chan.."
Sora looked around and noticed parties of slightly high teenagers exit the hall.
"It seems that the concert is over. What are we going to do?" she asked the boys. Taichi looked over his shoulder longingly in the direction of the dressing rooms.
"I don't want to come back," he said.
Daisuke sighed. He too wasn't in the mood to make a fool out of himself tonight as he used to do quite occasionally.
"Let's go see Sora home and then head home?" Taichi suggested. Daisuke nodded his head. With a final glance back at the concert hall, the sad trio walked away.
tsuzuku...